At the Bottom of a Bottle

[Keely Knight]

Keely was pissed.

And not the good fun and naked pissed. Fortunately not the angry wrathful and vengful pissed either, but she was not with the land of the sober or sane. Not that we could say this beautiful woman had ever been sane per say.

Eli hated her. After the third bottle of wine she had come to this conclusion. It was bullshit, and anyone would of told her that had they been given the chance to. Anyone with half a brain (and that included sober and not insane Keely) knew that Eli loved her dearly and would do anything with her.

That was part of the problem.

After the fourth bottle she had decided she was the problem.

After the fourth bottle and a glass she'd thrown a fit, and decided Spain was the f**k**g problem. She'd done everything to help him be a good Prince, she'd pandered to his whims and the whims of their society but fuck it she missed Gaia, she missed Hell and how easy servitude was. That definately, when all was said and done made her the problem.

It was time to remove these problems.

She got out of Spain.

In her intoxicated state she ran away. Forgetting she was bonded to Eli and he'd find her anyway (and knowing at the time they'd been bound that this was the exact reason she'd insisted on it in the first place) she went to Gaia, and threw herself on Freya's mercy.

She landed, in a puddle on Perrin and Freya's bed, giggling like a crazy thing. A bottle that was missing just a glassful in one hand and giggling like a half crazy person.

[Freya Eden]

To say Freya wasn't used to being woken up by someone jumping on the bed wouldn't be true. Normally it was her children through and not a drunken demon. One eye opened and she groaned, "Keels-" She tugged her to snuggled beside her, "Are you drunk?"

She didn't need an answer. She could smell the alcohol on her like strong cologne. With her eyes closed, she made the bottle disappear and stroked back her hair. "Did you run away from Eli? Is this some weird sex game you're playing?" That was the first thing that came to her mind, "Is he going to come here too cause I don't think Per would be quite as comfortable with the vampire in our bed."

[*Gem*]

"When did you guys stop being so fun?!" She asked, completing ignoring anything Freya said.

Perrin rolled over, putting the pillow over his head and grumbling something about the fact women were crazy and that they should just let him sleep.

At which point Keely swigged from the wine bottle and climbed on the wolfs back, purring in his ear as she kissed his shoulder blades. "Awww don't worry wolfie, we'll make it up to you."

Perrin shoved her off, a little roughly, grumpy at being woken. At which point Keely landed on the floor, giggling. The wine bottle didn't do so well, it smashed, red wine staining the floor and the shattered glass cut into the little demons arm and legs. The blood only making her laugh more.

[Freya Eden]

Smelling the blood, Freya got out of bed and looked on the pathetic scene for a moment. "Oh Keely-" Shaking head, she sighed. "Lets get you someone safe so I can sort you out." Putting her arms around her best friend, she blinkied them to her office in Greed.

[Keely Knight]

Inhaling the smell of hells, Keely closed her eyes, writhed with the esctacy of being home and instantly went docile to whatever Freya wanted, she was her Queen now, not her friend. Keely curled in a ball on the floor, sucking the blood on her arm to stop the bleeding.

[Freya Eden]

The Queen of Hell sat on her desk, watching the demon. To everyone's surprise she'd become quite adept at ruling her little circle. "Can I get you anything? Water? Something a little stronger?"

[Keely Knight]

Keely giggled, which suggested she'd had enough, spitting the splinter of glass that had been in her arm. She didnt answer the question, just laughed.

[Freya Eden]

Freya stood and came over, sitting her on the settee. "Maybe you need a coffee?" She murmured, cleaning Keely up with a few waves of her hand.