Crishlyn was hungry, starving really, but not for blood. No, she was hungry for something else, the other thing that kept her alive, sexual energy. It had been days since she last had her fill of that, and that was mostly because she knew how much Anna hated that facet of herself. Her little companion seemed to determine how she did many things in her life now, and for a second she wondered why this child vampire was so deeply in her heart. Maybe it was because she was never able to have a child of her own, the one time it was possible, the child ended up being a stillborn. Shortly after she was turned into a creature of the night, and the rest was history.

Tonight, she was determined to find a meal, preferably something that would last her a lot longer than human sexual energy. It fulfilled her for a short period, and that was part of the reason why she would keep Aidan around. He was gone now though, and though he hoped she would be heartbroken, she was very far from it. True, she strung him along for years, but she had enough of him and it seemed that Anna did too. Her little companion chased him off, and she hoped that she wouldn't have to deal with that pathetic excuse for a vampire ever again. Which is why she had to settle for feeding off humans for both blood and energy, but maybe tonight something with more substance would cross her path.

The succubus decided to try out a new bar, a rather swanky one that rest inside of a hotel restaurant. She knew what kind of crowd that could draw, and she knew that her hopes of finding a good meal would be better in a place like this. Besides, it fit the sophisticated Brit perfectly, because she hated the smell of the more typical bars and clubs. Here the lust smelled sweeter, because it was laced with other beings that smelled cleaner than others. It was a little bit overwhelming, but nothing she couldn't handle.

Crishlyn was already seated at the bar, watching the other people interact and waiting for someone to catch her attention. Her body was covered in a black dress that stopped just above her knee, the back was lace to the small of her back, but still left much to the imagination. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in gentle waves, the faint smell of cinnamon and roses came from her skin. It was an interesting aroma that seems to get stronger or more faint depending on her state of hunger. Make-up was minimal as it usually was, but it highlighted her eyes which seemed to be the focal point. Slender digits wrapped around the glass of wine that rested before her and brought it to her lips. A small sip was taken when a slight prickling brushed over her skin, a familiar feeling that shifted her attention to the woman that had just entered the bar.

A single brow arched in curiosity as her eyes followed the unnamed woman, and she knew instantly that she was something other than human. A small smile touched her lips her focus still staying on this woman, she was an intriguing little thing. Slowly her tongue brushed over her lips and she turned to face her more fully and motioned at the bartender to get his attention.

"Her drink is on me, I'm feeling particularly charitable this evening."

Accented vocals gave out as she lifted her glass in a sort of toast before taking another sip. It seems that the succubus had found her meal. Now it was all about playing the inevitable game of seduction, something that no one had beat her at, and no one ever would at least not in this century.