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Date Posted: 12:59:47 08/20/02 Tue
Author: Damien
Subject: Spirit of the Muses

Damien smiles at himself in the mirror. He was rather pleased with how well his newly opened Eternal Bliss was doing. Not only was the club a Rave within the city, but outside as well if what he heard was accurate. According to many of his �reliable� sources the excellent entertainment at the Eternal Bliss was becoming more and more well known by individuals from far outside the city�s limits.

Although Damien was pleased with the results, he was bound and determined to outdo himself. He wanted to produce the best product he could for his audience while at the very same time show case his performer�s talents. Leaning backwards onto his bed, he couldn�t help but let some thoughts of Evangeline pop back into his mind. He seemed to be rather �taken� with his number one performer, and even though it wasn�t healthy for business he didn�t give a damn. There was something exceptionally special about her but at the same time exceptionally dangerous. Just like himself. The fact he was a member of the Spirits, the most wanted vigilante group the city had ever known in it�s entire existence, just made things a lot more complicated. If somehow anyone was to find out who he really was he could lose it all. His tribe leadership, his club, and maybe his life as well. But he was well aware of the risks involved. �No Guts; No Glory� as the old saying goes.

Sitting back up off of his bed, he couldn�t help but begin to laugh. His situation was so ridiculously dangerous he had to take time and laugh at it. After regaining his composure he knew what would his plans for the night would be. And it wasn�t a long night of hot sex this time, but only because he was slightly sore from �dealing� with the twin sisters he slept with last night. Instead he would work on his new suit and codename Victor had been bitching at him for. Damien had been so busy with the Eternal Bliss he actually never really had a chance to sit down and come up with the details concerning his alter ego.

Looking outside the window of his newly acquired home in the form of the city�s formely most expensive hotel, he remembered how good it felt to insult as well as injury the enemy. It was almost hard to believe that himself, Demitri, and Victor were outside the Law. Or were they? With Ebony winning the City Leader election it remained to be seen if the city even needed them anymore. But suddenly some flashbacks of Ebony�s past antics flooded through Damien�s mind. And for some reason an image of the Muses did as well.

�Excellent!�, he exclaimed proudly. His suit would reflect happiness and sadness. His suit would reflect triumph and tradegy. It would be a personification of all the ingredients that was needed to spawn drama. Immediately Damien walked over to a nearby chest, took out his old suit, and began his project. If he worked fast enough there was a chance he could take it for a �test drive� and maybe even pay the �Evil Ol� Ex� a visit. An evil grin came across his face as he says to himself, �I wonder�she hates Damien�s guts�or so she SAYS. But his alter ego might just have a chance. Hmm�I think we�re in for Act One of one helluva Tradegy or Truimph.�

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