The Hatter and The Hare?! (Mature)

Her hands shook, "I-I can try..." Her voice shook, "I saw you, and Dowan, and there was this baby, one I'd never seen before. A little boy, it looked like. I heard... A rumble. The house shook, and there was fire. Dowan grabbed the baby, and you told her to run... And.. The man, with the fire... He fought with you, you were winning... Then..." She choked up, "He killed them... Dowan. And the baby... And you let him kill you." She cried into her hands.

Sylas still clutches his head, the kishin eye starting to leave his. "W-What about....R-Rose. And K-Kyll....Kyllic?"

"Was that the name of the man with Rose? I... I saw her too. They came for you, and... Fund you dead. The monster... He split their heads open and... Oh, god... It was awful. I can't say." Beyril shook her head, turning away.

Sylas's fingers dig into his head, and he looks around. "M-My other...My other self, w-where....where is he?"

"I-I think I left him behind. I ran as fast as I could to get here. Please, take your family and leave, I beg you! Stay away from Death City until this Kishin is killed, and protect them. I can't bear to hear that you've all died. Not if I could have prevented it." She turned back to face him.

Sylas faces her, a hand clutching his head. The other makes a 'come hither' gesture. "W-Where is Mad Sylas?"

Beyril jumped forward and upward slightly, kissing him the lips firmly, but gently, "Please.. I cannot see you hurt..."

Sylas's eyes widen, and the Kishin eye slowly disappears. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close to them, and savagely returns the kiss. He pulls back, grinning. "Hello, love..."

Beyril grinned wickedly, "There you are, baby. How was the performance?"

He kisses her again, spinning her around to pin her to the wall. "Perfect. Now, how about we get a little privacy?"

She grinned, winking, "I'm going to tear you apart." She wove her fingers into Sylas's hair, pulling his lips roughly to hers, kissing him fervently.

Sylas grins, pulling her into a heated kiss, his hands going to rest on her hips. "And I'll enjoy every second of it..."

She hooked her arm around him, pulling him into her bedroom and closing the door. She locked it with a smirk, then pushed him onto her bed, straddling his waist.

Sylas's hands go to her waist and he smirks. "How very fiesty..."

"As I said, I've been cooped up in there a while. And the poor girl is so very reserved. This body hasn't been properly broken in yet." She winked, leaning down and nibbling lightly on his earlobe, "Care to take it for a ride?"

He sighs breathlessly, whispering back "I'd love to..."

She seemed to purr slightly in her throat, gently biting Sylas's neck as she pushed his coat off of his arms and chest.

Sylas grins, exposing his neck. "I take it you want to lead?"

She traced her fingertip lightly down his throat, "I want you to fight me for it." She teased, unfastening his shirt with her teeth.

He grins, suddenly flipping then. "You mean like this?" He lightly nips her neck, grinning. He removes her coat and button-up, smirking. "You'll lose..."

She pushed up, rolling on top of him, surprisingly strong for her size, kicked her shoes off her feet, and pulled off his belt. She smirked, "Try me."

He kicks his boots off, rolling them around again and pinning her arms. He pulls off her belt, more forcefully biting her neck. "You won't win, Beyril..."

She wrapped her legs a around his waist, pulling his pants off with her legs, then twisting him over, with her on top. Her hands wandered, and she kissed him roughly and fervently

He flushes and pulls her shirt off with on hand, the other unclasping her bra and throwing it aside. His hands start to work on her pants. "I really like this side of you..."

She smirked, and grazed her teeth across his ear lobe, "I like being free." She whispered in his ear