A City of Mystery

Marigold faintly heard her friend but her focus has shifted to something irresistible. "No. No, it's fine Flora. i think I see something worth my stay." A glimpse of a smile showed but she quickly pushed it down and ran her hand over her hair like a nervous teen. She ran her tongue over her lips also checking the lip gloss before standing up gracefully.

"I do think that I might get impatient which is so strange. Daniel you can erase my drink off your list. I'll get it up there. I'll be right back." She muttered softly wandering off leaving the table to the others. She plopped down on the stool one away from her affections.

She glanced towards the boy making sure her eyes weren't fooling her. In all her many years she hadn't seen a boy like him. Where had he been hiding all this time? She sighed and waited for the bartender who was a very nice looking girl mind you, finish up with the previous order. She then waved the girl over telling her order.

"I'll take a strawberry daiquiri. Virgin. Of course." She chuckled then left the girl to do her job. She fidgeted wondering what to say to get his attention. Would saying a simple greeting be better than something sexy? She bit down on her lower lip softly, feeling troubled by the new situation and yet excited for the prospect of a challenge. Not that she wanted to drink from him. Did she?

Flora felt hungry but not for any human food....She tried to hold down her hunger. Looking at Daniel's lips she really felt it was best not to hold it down but she knew she had to. "Dont you think that is a bit late? But then again since you manage the place I am not surprised." She looked around at other people who wanted to take orders. "I hope I am not being a distraction" she said flirtatiously.

"Well mind you it would be more difficult to not be distracted by somoeone like you." Daniel was surprised at how fast he had come up with a flrty comment of his own. He Scratched off the girls order as she left to the bar, no doubt to chase after some guy she found cute. "But it doesn't matter, as long as there's no trouble."
Daniel put the pad of paper away. "I am the manager afterall." He grinned. "Anyway it doesn't matter what time I get off, I can go to my place whenever I want. I live in the flat upstairs."

"I dont think I am that distracting" she winked at him then laughed. "Well as long as I am not causing trouble then ok." She heard him say something about living upstairs. "Lucky you. Me and my two best friends live around here." She didnt want to give any real information just yet. "Since we are new we decided to come here. I have to say this is one heck of a place." She smiled at him looking him up and down then looking away. She touched the rose necklace around her neck. I cant go sucking energy from people so easily.

"Well this is the only place like it in this area, so it gets alot of attention. I do my best to keep it popular but I really could use another pair of hands to help out around here. Unfortunately not alot of people are willing to deal with highschool kids this late. So we have to make do with the workers we have." Daniel realized that he had really been distracted by this girl. "Well Miss Hael I should take my leave now. If anything should happen to arise then I shall be helping by the bar."
With another slight bow Daniel left to go help Jack and Jill with the drinks.

David fiddled with his straw, realizing that walking in here might not have been the best move. He hardly had any energy left and was feeling even lonelier by being one of those guys who enters a club by himself. He heard a voice not far from him, the first one to catch his attention in his short time since sitting down. He casually looked over, and if his eyes had a jaw it would likely have dropped to the floor. Lucky for him, he was good at hiding his facial expressions, if only for a time. He quickly turned his head back and stopped playing with his straw. Ya got this David. Just turn and say something charming and witty, like you always do. He began to turn, but he moved quickly back. Its no good, she looks like a model. I've dated attractive girls before, but this is too much. And I'm wearing my work clothes. Leave it to my luck to wear this on the day I see someone like that. David noticed his mood had taken almost a complete 180 in just a minute. He turned back to give it another go, only to see the girl gently biting down on her lip. "Cute." He let slip under his breath, covering his mouth quickly and turning back to his drink, his cheeks now visibly red.

David had experience with girls, even having a habit to hit on them before even knowing their name. But it was no good here, there was something about her to where even her slightest mannerism would make him nervous, and the sad thing was he had only now looked at her twice. She ordered a drink, I'll compliment her choice! He turned and looked at her with a calm, albeit a bit nervous, smile on his face. "Hi." Despite sounding rather confident, his realization that what he had planned to say and what came out were totally different, actually put him at ease if only for a brief moment.

Dani Moore. Idle, propped up against the wall of the club. One of her legs holding her weight against it, her knee bent and her right foot placed flat. She sighed. There was nothing to do lately, and being more of a loner, she didn't have too many friends that she could just go with anymore. She shook her head, a bit annoyed at the some of the strange stairs that she seemed to be getting from the many different people here. It's like she was picked to be the joke of all of the hyenas.

She scoffed at a blonde haired girl who obviously was whispering about her to her friend. Her eyes shifting from her ear to Dani as attempted to cover her mouth from the secret words about her. Unknowing to her, D could hear everything that she was saying, much less thinking. She sneered at the thoughts of her being different. Honey, you have no idea. She thought to herself and stood to her full height of sixty-five inches. She wanted to trail over to the two females who couldn't seem to take her off of their minds, but decided against it. She raised an eyebrow, seeing an attractive male in at a table by himself. Feeline her urge push, she sauntered towards him and sat herself in his line of vision. She propped her feet up on the table, making herself comfortable and she gave him a dazzling grin. "Hey, I'm Dani. Dani Moore." The smile reached her eyes, making the ends of them crinkle and seeming as though her eyes were almost sparkling. She extended a hand to properly introduce ourselves and then continued, although knowing his answer before she could let the words come, "And you are...?"

Several people turned to stare at Gabriel's strange dress as he stalked into the under 21s club. Instantly the music was assaulting his ears, and he grimaced at the poor taste of the general public. Quickly returning his expression to neutral, he stared down his observers one by one, patiently waiting until they felt uncomfortable enough to turn away.

There were two general thoughts when it came to dress amongst the Organisation. The first was to ensure that you always blended in with a crowd, in order to avoid detection for the longest time. The second, which Gabriel stuck to more because he liked the clothes he wore, was to stand out from the crowd. You attracted attention, but those who recognised what they were looking at were much more cautious. He half hoped it would save some lives.

Heavy boots causing his footsteps to boom slightly, he slowly made his way through the throng over to the dingiest, darkest corner of the club he could find and took a seat. If only the drinking age wasn't 21 in the States- he could kill for a Jagermeister right now. From his corner he began to observe the people in the club, assembling a mental list of possible suspects. Most of them would just turn out to be slutty teens, but the only way to know was to check every available option. Slowly, his eyes settled more and more on a red head sitting at the bar.
"There's something about her..." he muttered to himself before realising he was staring a little too intently and quickly looking away. If he wasn't careful he would give himself away, (or perhaps worse) get thrown out of the club for perving and lose his only lead. 

Flora got up as he said he needed to go. She followed him. "Would you mind if I tagged along? And if you ever need a pair of hands to help at you most busiest times. I wouldn’t mind. Well when you need it most." She smiled cutely at him. Flora just wanted to keep talking she wasn’t satisfied just yet. If I could get him alone I can easily take some of his energy....No I cant....It might have a bad effect on him. He seems drained as it is. Flora quickly put the thought away. She liked Daniel and didn’t want to hurt him. "Or I can just help you right now. Or we can just go on a date sometime." The more she talked the more she tried to keep from using any kind of compulsion. She touched his arm lightly, hardly touching him but making him fully aware of her. "Or we can just hang out. I have many options Mr. Silverstone." She laughed lightly. She sensed someone close suddenly. She scanned the crowed and her eyes landed on a male that was looking at Marigold. Marigold could take care of herself but Flora was worried because something was wrong with the guy in the crowd.

Daniel wasn't used to such forwardness and tried his best to keep his cool. "So many great choices." He laughed. "Let me help with the drinks here for a bit and then we can get a table for ourselves if youd like. I can't ask such a cute girl to help me with work, but you may join me, just try not to cause trouble." Daniel was excited that this girl had shown intrest in him and wonder if he was dreaming. He shook his head with a chuckle and went behind the bar. He looked at some of the orders taken down and started to work with a blender. He got a strange feeling go down his neck and he looked over his shoulder at a guy who was watching the red head girl from before. Strange...I only got this feeling when I was with my dad on his training ops. Whenever somebody had us in their sights...

Flora sat at the bar. "Sure fine." She was focused on the guy in the crowed. He seems like a hunter. I could be wrong. Flora made it a goal of hers to keep track of the guy. A hunter here? Why? She turned to Daniel watching him. Out of habit Flora touched the black rose necklace around her neck. The hunger hit her hard. If she tried to feed on anyone the hunter would know. She needed something to numb it but there was nothing to numb her hunger. Her eyes turned bright and seductive but she blinked making it fade. No seduction. Not on him.

Curses. It appeared Gabriel had been spotted. Not by the girl he was observing, but by two others. That wasn't so good. It could mean any number of things. They could be friends of the current target, or they could simply be staring at his strange dress and the fact that he was sitting on his own. Worse, they might already be on to him. And if they were, the hunter could easily become the hunted. But if they were on to him, one of them would be a definite suspect, and seeing as the victim had been male it was probably the girl.

He turned his gaze upon her now, his eyes recording all of the key features of her body, before looking her straight in the eye, trying to determine her emotions. He wasn't very good at reading people, never had been, but from her body language he gauged that he wasn't in any danger. So many possibilities, all the time, whirling around in his head as he sized them up.

He had to move, or he might as well just leave. Luckily there was a large group of people about to walk between them. He gave her a simple wave, with a small smile utterly devoid of any emotion. By the time the group had walked past the booth was empty, and he was over on the other side of the room, standing amidst the circles of chatting teens as though engaged in conversation. All the while he kept one eye on the pair around the bar, occasionally flicking back to the red head, though now she seemed a much less likely suspect. 

Flora saw the man wave at her and was confused. Approaching a hunter would be dangerous but she had to try to find out what he was here for. She lost sight of him when a group past by him. She kept looking around searching for him. Damn that hunter. Knowing them he would probably wait till everyone is gone to approach. Flora got up. "Um Daniel wait a bit ok?" She left heading towards the hunter once she found him. She looked up at him and smiled showing confidence and unafraid. "May we talk? It seems we may have a small misunderstanding. To show you that there will be no trouble we can talk with people around. I am sure neither of us will do anything when there are innocence around." She went and sat at a table. She would know her answer when he sat at he table.

Daniel was a little surprised at how the man seemed to move with the crowd really well. Guys pretty good...but why'd he do that? daniel was sure he was still around, probably in a crowded area observing someone. Another small chill went down the length of Daniel's back and he was postive that the man was trouble.
Daniel glanced at Flora a little concerned. When he looked at Jill she too was giving him a look. So even Jill picked up on it? I better keep my guard up.
"Jill why don't you tke a break and go check on on Foley?" Foley was the guy in charge of Security. He was always in the back room surrounded by monitors that displayed the clubs Closed Circut Camera footage. He also had the only firearm in the club, a .45 ACP USP, for use only when someone was being a danger to other's safety. Although that doesn't include the tazers that every employee (excluding Jack) carried. Jill nodded and told Daniel the orders he would need to take care of. Jill would ask Foley to keep an eye out for the guy and radio in if he did anything strange. He was surprised when Flora got up and left. I hope she stays out of trouble. He returned his attention to finishing the orders.

It was difficult keeping track of targets whilst staying hidden within the crowds. They constantly moved, and he was forced to ebb and flow with them. This reconnaissance was turning out to be an utter mess, he should've been much more discreet. On the upside, events were proceeding faster than expected. He thought he'd be spending months tracking down a likely suspect, but he wandered into this club and had a possible in minutes.

Suddenly he lost sight of the girl, and he made his way to the edge of the crowd, searching for her. When she reappeared, she was striding towards him. He was instantly on guard, and the air of quiet harmlessness around him melted away into one of immense violence barely held in check. His left hand balled into a fist as she approached.

 "May we talk? It seems we may have a small misunderstanding. To show you that there will be no trouble we can talk with people around. I am sure neither of us will do anything when there are innocents around." he heard her say, and a look of mild surprise crossed his face. He had not been expecting this. The possibility had not even crossed his mind. He was completely unsure how to respond. He did not like being wrong footed like this. It shifted the balance of control.

Seeing her breeze past to an empty booth, he hung back a few moments, checking if anyone was watching. He turned back towards her, muttered "I am the hammer...", then followed. It wasn't like he had anything to lose from it, he told himself as he took a seat opposite her.

"You are lucky I was not tutored by Karamazov.", he growled, his voice so quiet as to be audible only to her, "Or I'd have shot you right then and there. But I agree that there is no need to get innocents involved. Now what the hell do you want? This must be the first time in a decade your kind and my kind has sat down for a chat."

Flora kept her voice low but her face serious. "Shooting me would only cause chaos amongst the humans. I am aware that hunters like to keep their duty in secrete. It is true neither of our kind have sat like this in a long time but to not cause any trouble it is needed. We arent here to harm anyone. I am keeping this clear because if you are around I dont want to feel that any moment I will just get hunted for doing nothing." She smiled at anyone that looked over them making it seem normal that they are speaking. She looked back at him looking serious. "I am Flora by the way. Why is it you are here? I am guessing you are searching for someone. No hunter leaves his territory without a purpose."

Martin looked at the man who had answered the door, he appeared to be in his mid-forties and was still dressed in sleep-wear. The man was giving him a confused look. This didn't look like a hunter, not by a long shot. Then again, looks could be decieving. Of course, Martin was still doubtful and needed to be sure that he hadn't actually knocked on the door of some random gentleman's apartment. Glancing upwards at the room number emblazoned on the wall above the door, his suspicious were quickly brought to life. He had gotten the wrong address.

"Sorry. Wrong door. Go about your business."

Martin turned and walked back down the hallway to where he had thrown the paper. How had he managed to do something like that? He was getting old, surely. The confused looking older man shut the door after watching Martin leave, still confused as all hell. Uncrumpling the paper and reading over the note again to confirm he would go to the right door this time, Martin approached the correct apartment. He knocked once, twice, three times. All in the same heavy manner as before. The no-nonsense police knock. After a few minutes, Martin got the letter. He had, of course, no intention of just walking away. He glanced around the hallway to see if there were any cameras or residents. There were not.

Promptly, Martin gave a mighty kick at the door and knocked it clear off it's hinges into Elliot's small apartment. From the moment he set eyes on it, he was immediately sure that no one could hide in here. The place was so small it was barely a fit home for packaged sardines. Stepping over the door, Martin proceded to search the apartment for anything he might useful to discerning the location of his rival. Maybe a handbook the Organisation had sent him in with or a to-do list personally written by the fellow hunter. Upon entering, Martin proped the door back up over the frame. It sort of looked like it was fine, but a sharp eye or someone attempting to open it would quickly find that the door was, in fact, off the hinges and had been kicked in.

Martin stepped further into the apartment, ready to tear it apart to find anything that might be useful.

Marigold turned startled from her nervous daze. "Oh. Hello." She beamed preening under his attention. Where did all the excess energy come from? usually she was calm and gave off this wonderful relaxing aura. Not so relaxing anymore. More like sexy. She internally frowned but kept a happy smile on her face. She could feel blood rush to her cheeks as a faint blush appeared.

She lowered her gaze shyly before returning her electric blue eyes to his face. "I'm Marigold. You can call me Marie." She ran her tongue over her teeth analyzing his face and his features. He was handsome. So handsome that on any other day, when she wouldn't have been cursed, she would have taken a drink from him. She shivered slightly with delight then leaned forward as nonchalantly as possible to give him her full attention. She knew what she looked like. Polite and kind with a hint of a slight wild side. She smirked happy to start a conversation with the boy, that is until she felt the dread.

She glanced over her shoulder towards Flora and frowned at the look on her face. She then languidly scanned her eyes over the crowd and found what she had been looking for. A hunter. Oh lord. She sighed and turned her attention back to the male. "I came here with my friends. I don't know where they went off too though." She chuckled keeping her other senses on the presence of the hunter and Flora. Her sight remained on the male but some of her hearing, scent, and metaphysical touch remained tuned outwards. She knew Flora had confronted the hunter and she felt tense and even more nervous. Of course, none of this showed on her face.

Gabriel was incredibly confused. And annoyed. He hadn't been expecting this kind of response from a Succubus, had never been prepared for what to do should the situation arise. That meant he was fumbling in the dark, and the balance of control was all in Flora's hands. He was of two minds, and unsure which path to follow. It seemed like she was genuinely trying to help him (most likely in an attempt to ensure her own safety), and even he had to admit that inside information would be invaluable in completing this assignment as quickly as possible. However at the same time trusting her could mean that he was taken further from the truth by her feeding him false information, or she could simply direct him to a quiet location and have him disposed of. After a few seconds of intense thought, he decided he to trust her, if only in part, and see how it went.

He had to admit, this was definitely going to be a case that would hold his full interest for as long as it lasted, and this time when he smiled it had some genuine emotion behind it. "Your very existence is based off of you harming people, and yet you are so eager not to be harmed yourself? Fine, I swear that whilst we are in this club I will not harm you." now his voice took on a business-like tone "I am Gabriel Castor, Hunter Elect of Division 21 of the Organisation, and for your information no-one gets hunted for nothing. Only the guilty are punished, and that is why I am here."

Whereas Flora smiled at onlookers, he continued to forcefully stare them down until they diverted their gaze, whilst rooting around in his pocket for something. He brought it out, and placed it on the table. It was the picture of a body, shrivelled and lifeless, seemingly devoid of all youth. Once again Gabriel's tone changed, this time to a sort of mournfulness with an undertone of anger. "One of your kind, here, in this city, killed this poor kid. Drained him dry. As you should be aware, the punishment for this crime is of course death. Now whoever did this must have gained a lot of energy, so I will ask you this one question: do you know anyone, anyone at all, who seems suddenly so full of life its like they're a whole new person?"
If she wasn't lying and said no, then this clearly wasn't the work of an individual, and if she said yes the target would be obvious. Either way he stood nothing to lose for now. He had made his move, now it was her turn...

Of course, had he known his appartment was being broken into as he spoke, he would've been furious. Not that he wouldn't be furious when he found out, but nobody can be in two places at once. Apart from inter-dimensional beings, but that wasn't the point. Luckily for him there wasn't really anything much to find in the apartment. There was the pizza box in the bin, his contacts in the bathroom, and two spare sets of identical clothes to what he was wearing now in his dresser. The only real thing of any importance, which nobody would understand who wasn't already in the business, were his orders. Located at the bottom of the top drawer of his dresser, it was a piece of paper with the ornate seal of the Organisation printed on one side, and three simple words on the other- 'Seek and destroy.'

Flora was filled with confidence but was very anxious. Her instincts told her to run but she knew she didn't have a chance if she did. After she left here she knew he would hunt her. When she focused on him and heard his name she relaxed a bit. Knowing a bit of information on him made it easier to speak. Being a succubus came with a lot of work and she knew at the chance of a lie he would kill her. When she saw the photos of the dead boy she almost threw up. The memory of the guy that she and her friends had killed hit her. Of course the person in the photo wasn't him. Their parents had taken great care in making his death an accident to the eyes of the humans. She put her hand to her stomach. Her face expression showed nothing but confidence but inside she felt broken. "Me and my friends aren't here to hurt anyone." Her hand went to her rose necklace. She decided to share information with him. "Do you see this necklace? It forces us to not drain any one. We only take what we can get. I am telling you now if any one of us did it we would have been either dead or gone crazy." She sighed. She took the photo in her hands examining it. To any human eye the photo would just seem as if he was drained and thats it. But every succubus has a way of killing. One could be messy or they could know exactly what to do to get every part of the humans life. Dani.... Memories of when they were back in their world came to her. Flora had been friends with Dani but because of the incident, with the guy her and her friends killed, it drove them apart. When she looked back at Gabriel she sighed. She couldn't lie to protect someone that had killed an innocent. Sure she wasn't the one to be talking but she knew what she did was bad and if Dani killed another human than it was obvious she didn't. "I have not seen anyone that has been filled with so much life and energy." She paused being careful with her words. "But I may know who did it. You see every succubus has a way of killing. Like a mark on how to kill. I am sure you may know this but of course it isn't useful unless you know the person. The way this person was drained it seemed slow and precise. The person knew what she was doing." She paused looking back at Gabriel. "It may be a person I know named Dani Moore. I may be wrong. For all I know it could be another person. But Dani was always a powerful succubus. To approach her would be dangerous. I will repeat it again. I could be wrong." She gave Gabriel back the photo. "That is all I know. If I find out more then I will be sure to tell you. Of course me and my friends are focused on another matter. But killings are very serious." Flora put her face in her hands. More trouble.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow as Flora explained the necklace. That was another new development. Assuming he was being told the truth then he had absolutely nothing to fear from her. A Succubus who hadn't fed well for a while was no threat to him, and if her friends were in the same situation then this was going to be so easy. He softened up almost instantly, most of the tension leaving his body. Another grin crossed his face as she gave him the name of what could be the offender he was looking for. 
"It doesn't get much more serious than actually killing someone. She's a powerful Succubus, you say? That doesn't mean danger, that means a worthy opponent."

He was lost in his own thoughts for a few moments before saying "Thank you for the information. I do believe I owe you a favour. If there's anything you need, let me know." he gave a chuckle before finishing "God knows I'm not exactly hard to spot."
And with that he stood, gave Flora a simple wave, and in five paces he had disappeared into the crowd again. Sure, I can't hurt her while she's in the club, he thought to himself with a malicious grin, but if she's lying to me then as soon as she leaves I'll find out how much she really knows. It's not like she can stay here forever. 

Quickly bringing himself back on task, he continued to walk amongst the crowd, observing other individuals. Sure, he had met one Succubus, but who knew how many more there were in the city? Once again he found his gaze kept drifting back to the red head at the bar, and he became more and more convinced he'd found another one. Now that he'd been confronted he wasn't really trying to hide anymore, just wander through the crowd without attracting too much attention. Was that red head wearing one of the necklaces? He couldn't make it out amidst all the different light patterns being shone out across the room...

Flora smiled at his joking manner of speaking but she didn't put down her defenses. As she spoke she observed and remembered every movement; analyzing his movements. She knew it would come in handy. Though it may not be much she knew it was something. He may have thought he could handle her but that made Flora smile. The thought of him getting crushed by Dani came to her. He spoke about owing her but she shook her head. "No. You owe me nothing. You are a hunter and I am a succubus. Neither of us owe each other anything. Just keep me posted on what you find out." Flora watched as he left. He will be back. He still has the thought of killing me in his mind. That made her smile. She knew he wouldn't win because she had her friends but then again she also knew he wasn't stupid enough to attack her if she had company.

Daniel watched as Jill returned a little bit later and went back to work behind the bar. "Foley says the guy was watching a couple of girls, then was approached by that girl whose fond of you." She glanced at him with a small smirk. 
Daniel glanced back a bit nervous. "And?"
"They just talked, then he left." Jill sighed in response, running a hand through her short orange hair. "Honestly, that guy gives me the creeps, that girl too. You should be careful around her little Daniel."
"Sure Jill," He answered and caught sight of Flora approaching the bar. "I'll keep that in mind." he muttered to himself. When she arrived He greeted her with a smile before turning to serve a customer. "hey the doors are closing soon, so the place will start to slow down. Then I won't need to help out so much, and you can have my undivided attention." He spoke to the girl as he handed another a drink. "That is if you decide to stick around."

Flora was uneasy but didn't let it show as she approached Daniel. She smiled at him as if she heard nothing but Flora could read lips a bit and knew how to observe body language accurately. Automatically she didn't like the woman besides Daniel. It wasn't personal its just most succubus didn't like human woman. She sat down as he gave another person their drink. "I don't mind sticking around for a while." It seemed like her two friends had left and she was fine with that. It seemed like she wasn't going to see them again. Flora sighed. She knew it would come to this some time. She had to find another like her and she knew it would take time. Flora looked at the girl besides Daniel and gave her a smile that anyone would think would be a simple smile but she knew it would bring shivers down the girls spine just looking at Flora. Succubus were territorial with their meals, well men in general.

A powerful succubus, Muera, emerged from the shadows.
"so Dani, how are the little brats doing, huh?" she asked smiling at an old friend. they had known each other a long time, and were partners in crime. Muera was able to keep up with it, even though Dani was a little more powerful than she was. Muera licked her lips. she had just finished feeding.
and how delicious too
she thought mercilessly.
next time I'm feeding, I'll come back here
"Dani, did you-" she trailed off. it was obvious to her that she had.
"nice"