John Devino's Story

Dante bumped shoulders with a buzz cut guy in a dark coat and was covered in tattoos. Not that he really minded the tattoos as he himself had more than plenty, though this guy obviously had a different sense of aesthetics. Normally Dante would've offered him a drink, and tried to socialize with an interesting looking character such as this, but something seemed...off about him and right now Dante didn't need any oddities; he just needed some fun and a volunteer to slack his slowly creeping thirst. That said, he instead stealthily put his business card in one of the man's coat pocket, he could expand his social circle tomorrow. He was certain the man noticed the movement as well, which further intrigued him, but as the guy continued on his way as well, a form of understanding must have occurred between them. He continued into the bar and was greeted by a rather surprising mix of classic bar and exotic dance place, he'd never been here before but he hoped the place was worth the visit. The place at the moment seemed to just be recovering from a sudden event, as it was strangely quiet. The place quickly regained its usual life, the bouncer checked his ID and cleared him. It seemed he had the option of staying in the bar on the first floor or going to the second floor for the dancers, figuring that he'd rather not ruin his designer clothes hanging with the crowd downstairs, he chose the dancers and chose the only open couched area left. He knew he's be charged handsomely for taking a whole private party area to himself, but he know the finance would only be trivial to his available funds for such matters. He left the curtains open so people could see and and patiently waited for his server, he figured he'd be next both for taking this entire area and because at the moment he was the only guest unattended. An attractive blonde girl in a cocktail dress walked out, she didn't seem overly happy,always the gentleman Dante waved her over, intent on making her night a good one.

Hetra
Hetra watched in terror, what had she done!? But she figured, she could teach the guy a lesson, and that was all. As Adapa sunk his teeth into the pig, all color went from her face. She was waiting for him to put him back down, any moment now, but it took so long. Then she saw it, reaper! She gasped in horror, but was to late to react. She stepped back, feeling cold, hollow inside, like she had broken something, her integrity. "You..." she whispered, but didn't finish. Wasn't it what she had wished for? No, she definitely didn't mean to kill him. She really should have been more specific, she realized that.
She looked like she had just seen a ghost, and in a way she had. She shook her head, looking at Adapa "Um... sorry?" she paused, thinking back to what he had said "Oh! Um... She lives here" she informed, once she managed to process the question. She stood, pondering on whether or not would affiliate herself with this... thing, that clearly had no problem taking a human life. Then on the other hand, what right had she to judge, she would have killed him without further questions, he hadn't attempted that on her. He either doesn't know how, or he knows how difficult it is that little voice of doubt and reason told her. She scorned herself for thinking it at all, he had done her bidding, this was her fault.

Devino
Devi was just a few yards away from what he now could see was a female. She saw her pick up a black cat, and whistled loudly "Ey tot's, y' know where this rowd goss?" he yelled in broad Scottish, waving to her. He didn't really care, he just decided to say something, so that he didn't scare her perhaps. His dark jacket was wet and dirty from his trip to the ground and the encounter with the , and his walk a little wobbly from the alcohol. His nose and mouth had bleed a little, but it had started to dry.

Skyy

As Skyy examined the poor, lost cats features, she heard a man's voice call out "Ey tot's, y' know where this rowd goss?" She couldn't put her finger on what accent the man was speaking with, but she made out what he was saying alright. She turned her head to see a taller, broad looking man, walking wobbly towards her with a dark and dirty jacket on. He was bleeding a bit.

Normally, this would scare a person. And Skyy was a bit intimidated, sure. But she would never show it. 'Never show that your scared,' she could hear her thoughts almost as if there was a person standing next to her saying them aloud. Still holding the cat, she brushed the hair out of her face, and called out "..Not a clue. I was trying to figure that out for myself, actually." And with that, she shrugged and let her eyes wander over to him.

Skyy

"We're lost then", the man said before laughing and shaking his head. "Great..." she muttered then laughed softly. "Figures. A bar? Sure, I'm always down for a good time," she said in a quiet voice as she thought about the fake I.D in her back pocket. "What happened to you?"

She liked this man. He seemed interesting enough. And she'd been around enough creeps to know that if he really wanted to hurt her, he would've done it already most likely. She looked at the cat, reluctant to let it go, then back up at him. "My name's Skyy, by the way." she smirked at him. 'Always a flirt,' she thought to herself, but did not dare sound out loud.

Skyy

"Got 'it in the nugget" , "some lidle prick tha' could nat just leave it alone" , she heard him say. Along with "skay? That's an odd neim, y not a hooker or sometin since your always up fer a good time." This made her laugh. She had been told that before. Not that it mattered. She liked having a good time, but was far from a hooker. Before she could reply, he said "um, sorry, am drunk, all try again, Am Devi, Id be nice to go out and have some drinks with a nice tots like you." She smiled and simply replied "I'd like that." He offered her his arm, although she quickly realized he would probably need that arm more to steady himself than anything. She looked at the cat when he said she could bring it along. She sat it down. "She'll follow if she wants," then interlocked her arm with his. She had taken the authority of saying that this cat was a she, not really knowing, and definetley not willing to check.

"I have no idea where anything is around here, so you'll have to lead the way." 'Oh, yes..let a DRUNK man lead you somewhere..great idea.' "How old are you, if you don't mind me asking," she stated as she looked up at him, curiously.

Skyy

She could tell how wasted this man was. But for some reason, being under his arm made her feel safe; safer than she had in awhile. When he asked about her age, she simply replied "Actually, I am nineteen." She looked up at his bleeding face, then wiped some of the blood away, so she could see his features. He had rugged, and what most would call, unattractive features. She, however, thought he had a charm to him. He was attractive, she had to admit. But twenty seven? He would never be interested in someone of her age.. Your still a teenager, she thought as she made her way alongside him to a nearby bar. "Oh well, let's just get drunk." she laughed as she said this, but she was very serious.

Skyy

"Nineteen? Am have to smuggle you in" Skyy laughed at this comment. She had gotten into hundreds of bars based off of looks. She could coax her way into it as easily as one could order a meal at a restaurant. When they arrived at the club, a man was out front checking fro I.D's. He asked Skyy for hers, then made a comment about Devi being too drunk. He was looking at her. Really looking. This didn't turn her off, nor' surprise her. She soon realized that Devi knew this man, and tha this name was Andy. He looked at her, smiling, and said "You be good to my man Devi here, he may look tough but he's way to soft when it comes to pretty little things like yourself." She smiled sweetly at the man, and laughed. "No worries there. He might just be the one sweeping me off of my feet," and with that she took his hand and he led her inside.

As they made their way to the bar, Devi said "Donn mind Andy, hes a sheimless flert." She cracked a smile up at him, then made her way to the bar, where she ordered a vodka; Sky Vodka, to be exact..it had always been her favorite. He raised his glass to hers, saying "Cheers" in that drunken voice of his. She raised hers in return, but out of the corner of her eye could see another girl basically introducing herself.

This shouldn't have bothered her. Nor should it have when the girl came over, and they started having a conversation. When he dropped the glass, and started bleeding she gave him a napkin. Skyy looked around, wishing she was anywhere else but here all of a sudden. Are you jealous? Seriously Skyy, it's a drunken man...not exactly a prince charming. All of these thoughts running through her head upset her more. She had the sudden urge to run out; and never look back. But she could not do that. Instead, she eyed the girl he was talking too from her spot at the bar. She wasn't unattractive. In fact, there was nothing wrong with her. But, Skyy being as protective as she was, found any sort of flaw she could in this girl standing in front of her. She waited patiently, waiting for the right time to either leave, or steer him away. You just met him, and your already about to lose him. Great job, Skyy, her inner thoughts babbled as she sipped her drink.

Hetra
Hetra snickered "You love me, but you don't know me" she kept insisting "I've done, terrible, horrible things! For money" she pulled up her dress and woooed, laughing hysterically "I'm a p r o s t i t u t e" she emphasized every letter of the word. trying her best to make him feel uncomfortable. She then laughed again, and kissed him on the cheek "Aw, poor Dante is in wuve" she caressed his hair clumsily

"I wish I could fall in love" she suddenly whispered "I wish I was dumb enough to fall in love" she smiled distantly at him as the approached the building "But I don't trust you! You could be using me! But I like you" she snickered again "I love you, but I can't, because I'm to smart to love someone" she coughed, she had to force herself to breathe when she was smoking, and often forgot to stop. She clutched him deeply, leaning her chin on his shoulder, and looking at the road they had walked "Everyone I loved left me, stabbed me in the back" she spat "Fuckings liars"

She got distracted by the elevator, but suddenly spoke again "You wanna know why I smoke shit? Like powerful shit? Because then I forget for a while that I can't die" She muttered, some of her energy had gone out of her, she was starting to come down from her high. "I just want to die" her eyes started watering, and she clung to him when he put her down, her eyes now running over "I just want to die" she sobbed to his shoulder "I can't! I can't fucking die!"

She laid back on her back on the bed, her eyes dried and she starred at the rood "You know why I am what I am?" she whispered, the snorting in disgust "I killed the most innocent there is, a little boy, just three months old." She lay dead silent in the bed. Even the drugs couldn't numb out the pain. "My one job is to protect, and I fucked up"


Devino
Devi grinned at her "All be sober temorrow! I hope yer still pretty then" he joked. Dance! Yes, he was a great dancer when he was drunk. He grabbed Skyy in one arm, and Jade in the other, dropping his coffee mug to the floor, shattering it "DANCE!" He grinned, pulling them both along to the dancefloor, he started to flail his arms and legs randomly around, somethings bumping into people, sometimes managing a somewhat disco or boogie move. By the door Andy facepalmed.

Hetra
Hetra shook her head, too many words, she was still high as a kite... She blinked a couple of times, trying to make sense of what he said "You're supposed to be a monster" she eventually protested "it's expected of you be cruel. I'm the one thing that's supposed to be good in and about this world, there is no one left to trust if not but angels"

She started drawing in the air with her hand "Nihil unum oro obsecro vos ante. Ad vigilate vobis fugere tua charta alas media circa mundi donec succendit in aeris, misit te ..." she muttered, staring at her hand, it glimmered in all colors in her eyes, other than that she had very little hallucinations. She lifted her hand, waving it across them and crashed it into his stomach like it was toy plane.

"I could have killed you" she said simply "six years ago... One simple touch, and poof! Maybe not you, not an original..." she speculated "But I've killed hundreds of vampires and other monsters" she started laughing hysterically "Why the hell am I obsessed with one human" she hived in laughter. She quickly got up into a sitting position, one leg on each side of his torso "Why the hell are we even here!" she demanded "This planet is so fascinatingly dull! Humans wish to live forever, so they can do everything their puny lives don't make time for" her voice got more and more eager, and she placed her hand firmly on his chest "Do you love me?" she demanded, and the whole room spun ferociously around them, and was soon replaced by pitch darkness, only interrupted by lighting, and a roaring wind. The world around them was a fiery, chaotic fury, and they were raising downwards through thick gas "GUESS WHERE WE ARE!" Hetra shouted triumphantly over the intense sounds

Andy and Devino
Andy had eyed Devi's catch for a while, she seemed unhappy, and he could see why. His eyes took on a malevolent twinkle as he got a closer look at the dark girl dancing next to Devi. He ruffled Onyx's head "mind the door" he commanded. The dog sat happily waving it's tail, and growling at anyone who came close to the door that he didn't recognize.

Andy elegantly stepped out on the dancefloor, and as Devi was flailing his arms, he sent Skyy and overbearing smile, giving Devino a push so that he had to grab on to Skyy not to fall over. Devi kept his arms around Skyy, supporting himself until the song "Poison" by Alice Cooped switched on. He kept dancing with Skyy, clumsily, and bawling along with the music.

Andy slipped over to Jade, placing his hand carefully on her back "mind if I have this one" he muttered softly, then spun her around with the music, catching her with her back to his, and gently letting his hand wander over her belly "Your lips are venomous poison" his voice softly muttered along with the music, his hand carefully slipping into the inner of her jacket. If first seemed like he was groping her, but he then pulled out one of her catches, and winked playfully at her. Busted! Her move...

Mali snickered, rubbing her face agains Azaels chest "you're way to sweet for your own good, and Jade is doing great! Did you see that hot guy who drove us here? One with the mohawk, he's your new brother in law" Mali was glad to have something to be a bit enthusiastic about untill she could get some sleep

Andy got a bucket, the tea and breadsticks and placed next to her before he crawled into bed, rubbing her back with one hand and eating a cinnamon bun with the other "anything I can get you or do for you?" en inquired

(I just skipped them in here)

Hetra tucked the covers close around Dante and kissed him good day and rest. She had no idea if he actually normally "rested" under covers. She was feeling restless, and knew what itch was wanting to be scratched. She was very thankful she didn't get the physical effects of comming of the drugs. She decided to lay next to Dante and count his hairs, even though she knew the exact number, or wait for him Devino to be ready to be picked up, witchever came first. After a while she got out of bed, and into Dante's wardrobe, borrowing sweatpants and a hoodie before she went out to get some good clothes. She figured she couldn't be showing up in cocktaildresses at the business meeting, witch was the only piece of clothing she owned. She spent about an hour getting the right clothes, an hour getting ready, the remaining hours on reading throught the file and familiarising herself with what she needed to do.

Devi was starting to sober up, always a crummy feeling. In additon, he'd for some reason decided that the door mat outside his house was good for sleeping on. Bad call... He stood up, finding his face soaked in energydrinks. He sat up, shaking his hand wet hand, and noticed it held his wallet with a bite mark in it. Suspecting the worst, he reached for his pocket, and pulled out, yup, a pocketed kebab. He checked his watch, ten... He had a job... He needed to shower... I noticed he had lost his keyes somewhere. With a sigh, and a loud snapping crackle and a bright red light, the door to his apartment was open. Seconds later he realised it wasn't his apartment, probably not even his building, and quickly made for the door, leaving some half chewed ten dollar bills to repay the door, and the half eated kebab. Half an hour later he'd broken into his own apartment and was out of the shower, the aspirin was kicking in. He went through his closet and found a pair of pants, t-shirt and sweather surprisingly not with holes in.