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Robert Murdoch wasn't a bad person no. He made some terrible choices that reflected bad on others but his choices were only flawed due to the fact he was in fact human. A simple man that had simple needs that were not fulfilled by his loving wife, who hadn’t bedded with him in weeks. Like most men, he needed a little TLC to keep himself going and that was where the escort service came in. Many women from all across the county had been escorts to the wonderful charismatic man.

Of course, Robert had a wide taste in women so the women had to be different every time. Like today for instance he was getting a woman he had never seen before, everyone in the building was gone other than the security guards as well as the woman in question.

Or at least that’s what everyone thought, what they didn’t know was the escort, the real escort was currently unconscious inside of the ladies room a single needle hole in between her toes. For anyone who knew her that it looked like a normal night out for her. That she was just sleeping out the cascade of things coursing through her veins that knew better.

The only person that knew better was the other person that was in the building.

Sapphire Lupin was always prepared, every single thing was taken care of an there was no trace evidence of her presence at all. All actions were planned out everything was going all according to plan. The Darkness manipulator got a call about a possible assassination job with this guy ad with the heavy price on his head, she was more than willing to end his life. So here she was, carefully hidden within the darkness portal she had made for herself on the same floor as the man’s office. Sapphire knew there was going to be a security patrol coming by soon so she would have to wait in this swirling vortex in a broom closet until they left. While not the most glamorous of places, she was planning on exiting the darkness as soon as the cop sufficiently patrolled the hallways.

Now all she could do was wait.


((Sorry if it's a little strange, I hope it's okay!))

Sapphire should have known that not everyone would feel such a profound experience with this piece. Not everyone felt the same things when they looked at art, it was one of those, to each his own sort of situations. The darkness manipulator flipped her hair once, allowing it to fall to her shoulder.

"Not everyone can love every piece of artwork, it is just a fact of life," Sapphire answered, really feeling no ill will to this woman. Not everyone could be as intelligent and talented as she was. "Would you care to show me? It is always good to get a better idea of what the people want."

While Sapphire would much rather do work that only she liked to do, that wasn't a good business practice. She could paint all she wanted, but if she didn't make pieces that would sell, she would be living on the streets.

Alas, what she did for her art.

The Master's Gallery for Fine Art was celebrating on this fine evening, with a party fit for a king, several kings in fact. The gallery was having an open viewing of all the art pieces inside for the public but upstairs, the gallery's high end people watched as the middle class and the like intermingled. It was a warm balmy night so it was a wonderful night to stay inside and enjoy the beauty that is art.

There were many paintings to choose from, the modern art, the portraits, the classical pieces and perhaps more importantly the pieces done by the gallery's premier artist, Sapphire Lupin. It had been a long time since they had heard from their mysterious artist, the one that no doubt made them more money than they were used to. She had come into high demand since her mysterious disappearance and now that she had returned, art lovers from all around the city wanted to see her pieces.

Sapphire herself was happy to be back in New York, a place where she felt that she truly belonged. The lights, the glitz, the glamor, nothing could compare to it, nothing in the world. Not only that, but the people here bought all of her pieces, even if they were complete garbage in her opinion. No matter what she painted, these people seemed to eat it up. Most of them knew of her mutation, but they didn't particularly care, she was a great artist and as long as she didn't start bringing them bad publicity, she was good in their book.

Sapphire stood near her latest paintings at the bottom floor, mingling with the public before she planned on going upstairs to talk to her real buyers. Normally, what she would do is that she would allow them to auction off most of her pieces,

Today, her artwork consisted of traditional pieces, mainly nighttime landscapes with various animals running across them. There was one that seemed to catch a lot of people's attention of a Lion protecting a small rabbit against what it seemed to be an otherworldly specter, all painted in dark hues. Intrestingly enough, the lion's mane was a vibrant shade of red, highly contrasting the rest of the painting. This was all while the rabbit's fur was a light brown with a white spot over it's heart.

Sapphire's fan base, the people who were all dressed in black and had blue contacts in an attempt to look like her, flocked to this painting and called it one of her best yet.

The Artist, wasn't cruel to her "fans" however, in fact she was really quite pleasant and charming, giving them advice, helping them and being surprisingly nice. The mistress of darkness, did have a good repore with fellow artists, most of them were kind to her and a bit in awe. She stood in a strapped white dress, that flowed down to her legs easily. It accentuated every part of her body just right in order to make her look elegant but not anything else.

Sapphire made her way to her own paintings as people began to leave her alone, touching the canvas lightly and smiled. This is why she painted, in order to keep her memories of things alive and it appeared that each of these paintings meant something to her in their own way.

I'm not quite sure how we would get Ami talking to Sapphire, Maybe visiting Sapphire's art gala. I can see her getting offered to join the order but declining.

Faceclaim: Amy Lee
Text (Name you want used, quote, etc.): (Her name unless you can think of something)
Special Request (anything specific you want to see on it): I suppose make it dark. I really can't think of anything.

Sapphire is back once again and she's back to stay. See her in all her new bio glory.

The child kept thanking Sapphire and acting as if she had saved her life or something. Sapphire didn’t think so, she was just bothered by the fact that there was some idiot breaking the law outside of her gallery, the last thing she needed. She didn’t like negative attention to be drawn to this place, after she had helped the owner worked so hard to build this place from the bottom up. Then again, she didn’t like it when young people who seemed so innocent were attacked by someone so corrupted by, idiocy.

”It is fine my child, I do not like seeing young people being wounded by the likes of those ruffians. Truly, some people are not fit to live on this earth with gifted people such as us.” Sapphire told the girl, gazing up at her easel and at the painting she had not yet finished.

(Sorry its a bit short but here ya go!)