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âI just walked in here because of the sound. â She said. Lillith probably wanted a more descriptive response, but Okina wasnât going to go into detail in this situation. The sound of more footsteps started filling the bend around the corner.
with that she pulled the orb from it's cage once more with it being replaced by the SMG from earlier being leveled towards the dumpster with one hand while the other glowed a dark violet with a whispy aura coming off it that matched the faint glow that was beginning to surround the dumpster.
While Lilith was mowing down the troops from the front, she flew up in the air casting
a card. She started shooting bullets at the horde, helping Lilith in the mowing.
Although they didnât kill, they did hurt, and that was enough.
The flurry of lights rained down on them. Taking out many of them.
She finally started finishing the attack when she saw enough of them on the floor.
As the man stumbled away she then turned her head to the other still living folk among the rest of the bodies and quickly put them out of their misery. Collecting their gear before incinerating the bodies and turning to Okina "whatever your reason for being here thank you for the assistance" while saying this she broke all the collected gear down into it's component materials and wringing the blood and other bodily materials from it before storing it away and walking away from the now destroyed alley which sported numerous new blood stains craters bullet holes casings ash piles and scorch marks as well as a now runied dumpster and wall "I hope gambits bar is open because i need a drink badly" the gun in her hand reverted to an orb and the orb was stored in it's cage where it was suspended in the center with a faint glow
âIt appears it is.â She said confirming Liliithâs want. She took a small look inside.
The light lit up the dark alleyway from the brick walls to the dirty puddles. Small amountâs of noise polluting the air in the place. She could eye various people in the bar, talking and chatting. Slight gushes of air poured from the door.
The gate was opened on one of the door into to Bar, so no one was surprised that a sudden door appeared.
âIs this the place?â
She stepped in the door, making the first step on the laminated floorboards.
âYou can step in.â She said, taking more steps in.
The walls of nondescript buildings rose up on either side, creating an ominous looking alleyway, the smell growing worse and worse the further they went into it. "Pardon the offensive odor, the Nosferatu I'm looking for always manage to find the WORST places to eke out a living." A few rats scurried by, seemingly in fear of something, running right underfoot and out of the alleyway. "Aha! Surely they're running from the Nosferatu, which means he's close."
By now, the Blush of Life was beginning to wear off again, and the Vampire couldn't afford to keep expending Vitae to keep it up, so she simply let it decay, the fire of the Beast within her beginning to paint her eyes and eerie yellow color, as her fangs slowly became once more visible. She raised one hand slightly, using Vitae to summon all the rats within a thousand yard radius. They obeyed her command without thinking, unable to resist the call of the Beast. "Oh Mr. Tung! I have a horde of tasty rats for you. If only you'll answer me a few questions.
As if on cue, a manhole cover a bit ahead of the two exploded off the ground, aimed perfectly at the Drow's head. She caught it with a bored expression, and said to Gabrielle over her shoulder "Don't mind him, his bark is worse than his bite." A humanoid crawled out of the sewer, it's face deformed almost beyond belief. He had pustules on his bald misshaped head, and a long tapering elf-like ear that was pierced in multiple places. His other ear was simply missing, as if torn off, and it's fingers ended in long claw-like nails.
The creature stayed on all fours, and crept forward slowly, licking it's lips as it eyed the rats. "Yeah, yeah." Bertram's voice was grating and raspy, like he had just finished gargling nails. "Fuck, d'ya want?"
Akshasha dropped the manhole cover, crushing a rat or two as it fell, though the rest dared not react and simply stayed frozen in place. "The LeBeau family, daughters, tell me everything."
Bertram finally stood up, staring directly at Gabrielle with his ugly, sunken in eyes. "I need 'er say so first," he croaked out.
âUghâŠâ Making a face, she stared down the dark alleyway before bringing her hand up against her nose to pinch it a little. Yeah, she definitely was going to puke if they remained around the stench much longer. Wait, a Nosferatu? Poking through the haze in her noggin, she tried to remember not only where she heard that name before, but also just what it meant. Grunting when her attention was brought back to the situation at hand, she just stared as tons of rats neared their location. âOh, grossâŠâ Mumbling, the brunette was starting to regret her decisions, especially the ones that led up to her being in a dark alley with a stranger, rats, and a Nosferatu. Eyes widened when the manhole came careening towards Akshashaâs head and she was amazed when the female caught it.
âThatâs good⊠I think.â She managed, not sure if anyone that could toss a manhole cover like that had a bark worse than its bite, but for the moment, she would just wait and see what happened. As Gabby gazed upon the one named Bertram, she ran her fingers against her front pockets, glad that she had remembered to shove a pack of playing cards there prior to leaving the backroom many moons ago. It relaxed her a little, though she couldnât help but step back a little bit, not wanting to be close to the creature, especially when he turned his gaze on her.
âMy say soâŠ? Erm⊠you have it?â Gabby wasnât sure why he needed her permission to talk about her family, but if it led to her sister, then so be it.
Akshasha simply nodded, this much was already known to her, she was waiting for something juicy to entice her and her compatriot. Bertram had been her source for a decade or so now, though he wasn't very old in comparison, and they way he slurped up the rat mid-bargain was nothing new to her. "Nosferatu tend to be the spymasters among the Kindred" The thought rolled off her shoulders like the shrug that accompanied it.
Bertram continued "Last I heard, Renee was knee-deep in trouble that came with associating with us leeches. She made friends with some Vampires who were wanted dead by the Prince and his local hierarchy, they went to great lengths to hunt down the Kindred and their friends, I wouldn't be surprised if she was killed by their assassins already. He reached for another rat before the Drow girl snatched up his hand and gave it a literal and metaphorical twist. "So where did you last see her?"
Bertram snarled, wanting to bite at the Dark Elf, but unwilling to draw her ire. "S-She was here in Wing City! Last I heard, she was among the city's Kindred, the Sabbat, warned us not to interact with her. We are the army of Caine, and we will be the righteous sword that strikes down Mankind and Kindred alike!" He managed to sputter out despite his pain. The Huntress released him, allowing him a moment to bask in his pain.
"There you have it." Akshasha said, regaining her composure as the Beast within fought not to drain the dirty Nosferatu of his Vitae entirely. "Renee is so close, yet so far. If she is embroiled with the Sabbat it'll be quite the battle. I don't associate with their ilk myself, but.... The dirty filthy minded little cockroaches aren't hard to find." The rats rushed to embrace Bertram, on order of the Pure-Blood that had summoned them. "Dear LeBeau, are you willing to accompany me to the dredges of society in order to find her?"
Bertram ignored the conflict between the Scourge and the Mutant girl, enticed by the rats as he was. He scooped up three of the vermin and quickly set about draining them. Such a treat wasn't readily available to him, as he usually disguised himself and ate humans, but these dainty morsels were too numerous to pass up. "If you hurry," he started "You might just catch her, I hear she ain't far off from 'ere" The verminous Kindred said between mouthfuls of Vermin. "'Sup ta you, if ya really want ta find 'er" He drained another rats dry in a short few seconds, slurping down what little Vitae they had to offer.
NO! There was no way in hell her sister was dead! It took a lot to take down a LeBeau and well⊠âŠno! Gabrielle felt tears starting to sting at the corners of her eyes. This wasnât the first time her sister was thought to be dead and she really didnât want to go through all of that again. After a few minutes, she ran her fingers through her hair, pushing the locks out of her face before releasing a slight shudder while Akshasha questioned him further about Reneeâs last location. Musing on the information gathered, she wondered if this was above her head and if she should get more help.
ââŠErrm⊠I have a few more questions for Bertram before we doing anything else. First question⊠why are my sister and I famous among you kindred? Secondly, was there a young boy with her? Thirdly⊠was she still pregnant?â Gabby managed to get out her words, tugging a bit more on her hair to try and relax herself. Her gaze fell on Akshasha and she exhaled slowly, knowing if it were the other way around, Renee would come looking for her.
âYes⊠I am willing to do what I need to do in order to find her⊠right after my questions are answered.â Her voice was firm despite how shaken up she was inside and her gaze fell once again upon the Kindred.
Suddenly the Dark Elf clenched Bertram's throat in her hand, impossibly swift and inhumanly graceful, her hair seemed to float for a second in the movement before settling back down. She raised the Nosferatu slightly off the ground before addressing him, "My NAME is Akshasha, darling, and you shall address me correctly." Bertram squealed for a second as he fought to regain control of the situation, the rat swarm climbing up his legs, gnawing on his flesh as they did, all the way up to his waist. They only stopped when Akshasha released his throat, jumping back down as Mr. Tung's feet hit the ground, and then remaining perfectly still.
Bertram voice came out even hoarser than before, a feat seemingly impossible. "I mean, if tha gorgeous, all-powerful, impossibly kind, witty Scourge of tha Prince were to find tha Kindred yer sis ran with, she'd 'av ta kill show 'em True Death." The ugly fiend put careful emphasis on the last two words. He tapped a claw to his chin, with his hand that wasn't clenching a rodent. "Er, I do seem ta recant a young'un with 'er. If the rumors 'er true, and yes. She was swollen with child, ehehehehe." Bertram let out an eerie chuckle, imagining the taste of not one, but two life's bloods being swallowed in a few instances. "Chil'len's taste good, but a babe and its mum at the same time? Simply 'eavenly!" The deformed creature, satisfied it had answered all curiosities stooped down and began ravenously devouring the rats as fast he could.
Akshasha wrinkled her nose, the thing before her could barely be considered Kindred, and was ready to be rid of him. She began walking out of the alley, the rats moving out of the way of her foot-falls as she did. "If you've finished questioning the ugly beast, Miss LeBeau, I'd gladly be rid of this squalor." She took a drink of the rum, if only to wash the taste of this ugly place from her mouth, while putting her free hand on Gabrielle's shoulder. "Pray tell this ugly business didn't upset you?" The mutant's heartbeat had increased, a sure sign of stress. "After all, we still have a city to scour for Ms. Renee."
âTrue deathâŠ?â Muttering the two words silently, the mutant exhaled, realizing that there was a lot about the world that she didnât know, but perhaps now was the prefect time to examine said unknown entities. She brightened up a little when Bertram said he remembered a young boy being with her, which had to be Liam, though she narrowed her eyes warningly at his comment of not only draining her sister, but the child too. Fingers traced one of her cards in her pocket as he started to devour the vermin that were surrounding him. Ever so slightly her eyes started to glow, though unlike her father and sister, her eyes were more of a purple-red shade than pure red.
âWe can go. Iâm fine to go searching for my sister. I refuse to let filth like that upset me.â Without another word, she strode towards the exit of the alley, but paused after a few steps, the image of a creature like him draining her sister and babe flashing through her mind. Snarling beneath her breath, she snatched out one of her cards and held it long enough to charge it. Snapping her gaze towards Bertram and his rats, she chucked the card towards him before continuing forward, not stopping to see what happened.