The day prior had been in her eyes, a resounding success. Scarlet watched as Taka helplessly gave into his own carnal desires. Scarlet didn’t see herself as a monster, she didn’t have him bound in chains and have man upon man have his way with the lithe Akashiman. Instead, she chose a different method, one she felt proved just as effective. She urged him on, with fevered whispers and concoctions, and watched as he gave into his own temptations. Bedding the succubus and the very woman he was charged to kill. Scarlet watched intently, and was sure he had thrown caution to the wind. He lost himself in his ecstasy, and now, Scarlet would swoop on in and put back together the remnants of himself into her own ideal champion. She grinned, enjoying the feeling, the satisfaction. Was this what Lye felt during her first days here?

She entered the cabin, along with a less than happy Caellus. With a quick motion, he began his work. There was a flurry of action as opulent and thick rugs were rolled out onto the floor, along with scattered sheepskins. Scarlet had insisted that Taka’s log cabin be fitted with the finest of things, much to the dislike of the other CH members who slept in barracks. “You should thank me.” She mused as she tapped her lip thoughtfully. “You’re the envy of the entire compound.” She gestured to the room, which Callaus and Advencia were filling with more finary. A cabinet had been dragged in, and filled with various bottles of fine liqueurs, and crystal glasses, the once sparse desk now had paper, inkwell and quill, a lantern, and even a few books - one on carnal desires and the other an illustrated journal of sexual positions. The chair was replaced with a cushioned one. The fire had been relit, and logs placed on either side of it for stoking. Almost everything had been complete.

Scarlet glanced at the corpse on the bed, she signalled for Caellus to remove it. “Take that thing out of here, give it to Tauros.” Caellus gave a nod and headed over to the bed, he picked up the corpse and slung it over his shoulder. “C’mon Advencia.” He said. “Let’s go.”

Advencia shot him a look, then turned first to Taka, then to Scarlet. She sighed before following. “Finnnnne!” She mumbled grudgingly, leaving Taka alone with Scarlet.

“Well…” Scarlet gestured to the room, “What do you think?”

“What did I do?” he asked softly, watching the two leave. His voice lacked the confidence it had once held, there was none of his conviction.

Scarlet shrugged as she turned toward the liquor cabinet. “What you clearly wanted to do.” She said as she inspected the contents thoughtfully. She pulled out a spiced whiskey. One that Shinsou introduced to her a long time ago. The man was a dead, pathetic fool, but she had to admit he had good taste.

“I’m surprised though…” There was a clink as the bottle hit the rim of the glass. “I didn’t pen you to have such a kink.”

He looked at her, his voice still soft, “I...I shouldn't have...it had to have been the drug…” His voice faltered, and it appeared to Scarlet that he was trying to rationalise his actions.

“Oh, don’t blame that. That just arouses you, you’re the one that fucked the dead girl.” Scarlet said with an uncaring shrug. She picked up the glass of the hard alcohol and waltzed over to him. “Here…” She held the large glass out to him. “It’s my favourite.” She added with a wry grin.