#demonic BossGirl

[nishastisowl]

Vandalism.

[chikinan]

I think they would be friends.

[stardustbee]

The Lulling Vampire by @kimageddon

This beautiful piece is again a commission done by @kimageddon !

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Since every other of my OCs has already a little backstory, I thought of giving Luciana one in combination of this beautiful piece!

Fly me to the Moon - Version fitting to this Bossgirl!

Warnings: mention of injury 

Her hair dripped into the sink. Red color ran out of it just as she turned off the faucet. She grabbed the towel she had ready, dried her hair with it, and wrapped it in a turban. After that she went to her huge closet built into the wall and pulled out a striped pants suit. She provided red pumps and stood in front of the mirror in her nightgown. 

Luciana Arinori looked herself up and down, tossing aside the towel and letting her dyed red hair fall to her shoulders. How long has she been dying her hair? 

She thought back to that time, sometimes with pleasure, because it was peppered with happy encounters, but also with hard work. 

Lu had left her family's estate shortly after her mother's death. She had not yet fully completed her medical training, but that left her cold because Luciana knew that she already knew everything she needed to be a good doctor. She wasn't inferior to the people in her class, she was better. Luciana's skill and knowledge has always been above average. Did that make her arrogant and overbearing? Definitely, because Luciana didn't just use her good looks to achieve her goals.

Putting on the pants suit, she slipped into the red pumps. Her glasses, which had the frame of a red rose, rested on her nose. As always, her nails were painted red and a fine scent surrounded the woman. 

She left the room and went to her bedroom. The woman's eyes immediately fell on the large round bed in the middle of her room. A naked, blue-skinned demon layed there. His long fingers were holding a toothpick. His crotch was covered with a piece of the bedspread. 

Grinning, Luciana walked over to the Duros and sat on his lap, just the way she was. "That was fun. Are you staying a few more days? Meals are on the house." she said cheekily while winking at him. The Duros let out a shudder. He flicked the toothpick away. His thin lips curled into an annoyed expression. As he was about to answer her, Luciana put her hand over his mouth. "You will stay here, Cad Bane."

That said, she stuck her tongue out at him, tossed back her red hair, and left the room. She thought back to how she had met the old crook. It was a cold night on Coruscant and Luciana had just finished a rather long shift at the clinic. In those days she still wore the raven hair so typical of the Arinoris lineage. 

Cad Bane stood in one of the dark alleys that Luciana had to walk through to reach her home on the lower levels. She could see his eyes staring vacantly in one direction and his hand pressed to his stomach. 

The young woman could hear him cursing and swearing. She cautiously approached him. A wound was visible on his stomach. It was probably one of those magical laser pistols they often use in Coruscant. Lu offered to help, but Bane vehemently refused. He wouldn't let a young thing like that help him. He would rather die than allow it. And yet the two ended up in Luciana's shabby apartment.

She had carefully cleaned and bandaged the wound and a tension developed between the two that has lasted to this day. Neither of them knew what it was, but most of the time they ended up in bed naked or half-naked in a dark corner. 

For many years, Luciana has followed Bane on assignments after he had convinced her that this was the best way to earn money for her dream. 

A bar. To open a large bar in Coruscant. That's what she wanted. And Luciana would achieve that goal. Even after a seedy vampire from the gutter turned the woman into one of its own kind. She never talked about how or when exactly that happened. 

Nothing could stop her, and the fact that she was now a vampire herself strengthened her will to create a place where everyone could feel good. 

Luciana sat down at the large counter in her bar. The dark red carpet had muffled her steps. The lights were off and a soothing calm filled the room. Crossing her legs, she contemplated what she had accomplished.

She was no longer the insignificant paramedic who had to take every mess as an order. She had worked so hard for all of this and now it was she who was giving the orders. Now Luciana was the one who decided who got the information, who she would give what reward, and who she would let in. Now Luciana was her own boss and the woman grinned at the thought. The grin faded to a giggle as her dark eyes gave way to her vampire eyes. The night-black sclera, the blood-red iris. The fangs she bared. "The Lulling Vampire" was her kingdom and it would remain so.

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