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Tokyo Nightcrawlers.
6 Characters Here
June Suzuya [10] "Human's fear the unknown."
Hiyoko Onimoto [10] Not as harmless as she looks.
Hime Miu [7]
Aindreas Gòrdanach [6] "By the will of God I will send you back to hell!"
Yuu Haise [4] "I suggest you keep your eyes open and be ready for trouble."
Hanako Kurosawa [3] A dealer of death.
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It was about the time for sunset in Tokyo. It was a warm evening. Even at these hours there were many people in the streets. The bustle was visible from Hiyoko's apartment window. She had just gotten up and was about to get ready when the phone began to ring. It was Toshi, another of her kind. "Yeah, hello?" Hiyoko said as she picked up the phone.
"Yeah, it's me. We got news of vampire hunters in the city. Avoid any conflict when you are outside. If we aren't suspicious they will not come for us. They are probably not even aware that we exist. They are only out to get the other vampires." Toshi said.
"I am quite aware of that. Even if they become aware of our existence, silver bullets, garlic and crosses aren't really going to do much harm. Remember we are here to make Tokyo our home and not to gnaw on the bones of vampires or humans. We had to get rid of Gen because he caused too much attention after that incident." Hiyoko said.
Ah, yes! The incident! The body of a human left torn apart in an alley. The police suspected either wild dogs or a ruthless slasher, but expected wild dogs more because of the bite marks. Luckily Gen is no more. It was his own fault for refusing blood just because of it's type. The blood supply was small and no one is allowed to be picky about it.
"I will meet you in the lobby when you are ready. I got my hands on rare and delicious blood." Toshi said and hung up.
Hiyoko then went to get ready. After a shower and brushing and flossing her sharp teeth, she got dressed. A t-shirt of her favorite animated show, black cargo pants, a black hoodie, a black tattoo choker, her purple teardrop pendant necklace and sneakers. She appeared more like a NEET than a teacher or a vampire of wealth. She left her apartment and went downstairs to meet Toshi. The building was owned by their kind and all apartments in the nine story building were inhabited by vampires.
In the well furnished lobby of the building, Toshi was waiting by the small bar. He was a tall man of athletic build, scrawny compared to other men of their kind. While the other men often looked like bodybuilders, yakuza thugs or bouncers, he was more like a fitness trainer who would be swarmed by women.
Toshi held up a transparent plastic container and said: "This is it. 0+ blood. Rare but is supposed to be delicious if from a health donor. I would like to share it with you." "Why that is very generous of you Toshi!" Hiyoko said. The buff bartender filled two wine glasses with the blood and served them to the two. "Why don't we spare him a bit as a thanks for his services?" Hiyoko said. Toshi nodded and said: "Here, take the rest and make yourself a glass." A smile grew on the bartender's face and he thanked them. After a toast, the three drank the blood. "Very delicious." The bartender said. Hiyoko then replied: "I agree. A bit high in iron though. Well I am off. I will see you tomorrow morning. Gotta get something to eat and maybe help somebody along the way. Toshi, do you want to go to the karaoke bar later?" "Sorry, I am busy today. I should have time tomorrow though." Toshi replied.
Hiyoko then left. She first stopped at the convenience store to buy a curry bun and then went into a nearby bar to have a beer. "One beer please." Hiyoko requested from the bartender.
"Yeah, it's me. We got news of vampire hunters in the city. Avoid any conflict when you are outside. If we aren't suspicious they will not come for us. They are probably not even aware that we exist. They are only out to get the other vampires." Toshi said.
"I am quite aware of that. Even if they become aware of our existence, silver bullets, garlic and crosses aren't really going to do much harm. Remember we are here to make Tokyo our home and not to gnaw on the bones of vampires or humans. We had to get rid of Gen because he caused too much attention after that incident." Hiyoko said.
Ah, yes! The incident! The body of a human left torn apart in an alley. The police suspected either wild dogs or a ruthless slasher, but expected wild dogs more because of the bite marks. Luckily Gen is no more. It was his own fault for refusing blood just because of it's type. The blood supply was small and no one is allowed to be picky about it.
"I will meet you in the lobby when you are ready. I got my hands on rare and delicious blood." Toshi said and hung up.
Hiyoko then went to get ready. After a shower and brushing and flossing her sharp teeth, she got dressed. A t-shirt of her favorite animated show, black cargo pants, a black hoodie, a black tattoo choker, her purple teardrop pendant necklace and sneakers. She appeared more like a NEET than a teacher or a vampire of wealth. She left her apartment and went downstairs to meet Toshi. The building was owned by their kind and all apartments in the nine story building were inhabited by vampires.
In the well furnished lobby of the building, Toshi was waiting by the small bar. He was a tall man of athletic build, scrawny compared to other men of their kind. While the other men often looked like bodybuilders, yakuza thugs or bouncers, he was more like a fitness trainer who would be swarmed by women.
Toshi held up a transparent plastic container and said: "This is it. 0+ blood. Rare but is supposed to be delicious if from a health donor. I would like to share it with you." "Why that is very generous of you Toshi!" Hiyoko said. The buff bartender filled two wine glasses with the blood and served them to the two. "Why don't we spare him a bit as a thanks for his services?" Hiyoko said. Toshi nodded and said: "Here, take the rest and make yourself a glass." A smile grew on the bartender's face and he thanked them. After a toast, the three drank the blood. "Very delicious." The bartender said. Hiyoko then replied: "I agree. A bit high in iron though. Well I am off. I will see you tomorrow morning. Gotta get something to eat and maybe help somebody along the way. Toshi, do you want to go to the karaoke bar later?" "Sorry, I am busy today. I should have time tomorrow though." Toshi replied.
Hiyoko then left. She first stopped at the convenience store to buy a curry bun and then went into a nearby bar to have a beer. "One beer please." Hiyoko requested from the bartender.
It was about sunset in Tokyo. Church has finally ended and everyone began to slowly leave exept for the father who stood behind the podium and waved everyone off with a smile. As the last person left the church, the fathers smile disappeaed and he stopped waving before he grabbed a newspaper that was on top of the podium and took a seat on the front row bleacher.
He began to read the newspaper when an article caught his attention, 'Person found torn apart in alleyway, police have suspected someone but evidence points to wild dogs as the culprit.' The mans expression darkened as he read that passage, "Another victim from the creatures of the night..." He already knew that dogs wouldent be the cause, if dogs did attack they wouldent have left any meat because there wouldent have been any meat if they attacked because they were hungry. The man sighed as he leaned back on the bleacher to look at the ceiling, "Oh holy father...please grant me the strength to pursue these abominations from hell so I can send them back to hell, amen. He finished by making the cross on his chest before standing up and heading to the door to the church.
He opened the door and close it behind him before locking it with the key, afterwards he walked through the crowd and looked at the faces of the people he passed by and looked for any fangs or anything that made a vampire a vampire. However there was no way he could find anything with so much people pushing through eachother trying to walk to their destination.
After a few minutes he arrived at a convienence store and went to buy a bento and a can of juice and left. He then walked beck to the church and unlocked the door before entering and locking it again. He lived in the church for one reason, and that reason was because it was safer then living in a hotel surrounded by strangers with a possibility of having a vampire roommate. He then entered a room behind the podium into a windowless room and turned on the lights to reveal a small room with a single bed, a small alarm clock, a single chair and table which had a vase with flowers and in front of it was a statue of the cross, a small red rug, and a small kitchen with a stove combined with an oven, a sink, a single cabinet, rubish can, and a coffee maker.
He took a seat on the only chair and opened up his bento which was revealed to be a small meat patty alongside some rice with some gravy and seasoning on it. He said a small prayer before eating and drinking his can of juice. After finishing his meal he threw away his rubbish and turned on his coffee maker to get coffee, while the cofee was brewing he opened up the cabinet to grab a thermas intending to fill it with coffee.
After the coffee finished he filled the thermas to full, placed it back on the counter and turned off the lights. He intended to get some rest before nightfall and in case he even gets the slightest bit tired he had a thermas on standby to energize him with coffee. He got onto his bed, set up the alarm clock to wake him up at midnight before closing his eyes to let sleep take over.
He began to read the newspaper when an article caught his attention, 'Person found torn apart in alleyway, police have suspected someone but evidence points to wild dogs as the culprit.' The mans expression darkened as he read that passage, "Another victim from the creatures of the night..." He already knew that dogs wouldent be the cause, if dogs did attack they wouldent have left any meat because there wouldent have been any meat if they attacked because they were hungry. The man sighed as he leaned back on the bleacher to look at the ceiling, "Oh holy father...please grant me the strength to pursue these abominations from hell so I can send them back to hell, amen. He finished by making the cross on his chest before standing up and heading to the door to the church.
He opened the door and close it behind him before locking it with the key, afterwards he walked through the crowd and looked at the faces of the people he passed by and looked for any fangs or anything that made a vampire a vampire. However there was no way he could find anything with so much people pushing through eachother trying to walk to their destination.
After a few minutes he arrived at a convienence store and went to buy a bento and a can of juice and left. He then walked beck to the church and unlocked the door before entering and locking it again. He lived in the church for one reason, and that reason was because it was safer then living in a hotel surrounded by strangers with a possibility of having a vampire roommate. He then entered a room behind the podium into a windowless room and turned on the lights to reveal a small room with a single bed, a small alarm clock, a single chair and table which had a vase with flowers and in front of it was a statue of the cross, a small red rug, and a small kitchen with a stove combined with an oven, a sink, a single cabinet, rubish can, and a coffee maker.
He took a seat on the only chair and opened up his bento which was revealed to be a small meat patty alongside some rice with some gravy and seasoning on it. He said a small prayer before eating and drinking his can of juice. After finishing his meal he threw away his rubbish and turned on his coffee maker to get coffee, while the cofee was brewing he opened up the cabinet to grab a thermas intending to fill it with coffee.
After the coffee finished he filled the thermas to full, placed it back on the counter and turned off the lights. He intended to get some rest before nightfall and in case he even gets the slightest bit tired he had a thermas on standby to energize him with coffee. He got onto his bed, set up the alarm clock to wake him up at midnight before closing his eyes to let sleep take over.
Yuu wasn't feeling especially well tonight, even after drinking nearly a pint of blood. He had sucked a blood bag dry and still the nausea persisted, so his boss had given him the night off. Yuu closed his eyes, rubbing his temples as a headache pounded inside of his skill. He had meant to run to the local convenience store to grab dinner so no one became suspicious of him and the boss. To most it seemed like father and son, working an honest business at a small store that bought and sold antiques. In reality, if you knew who to ask, you could get a few blood bags for only a few hundred yen. Yuu had just left the shop, leaving the man who posed as his father to take of business with an old human man. They only took blood from donors, otherwise normal humans came in and out at almost all hours, buying, trading, selling. They seemed to have no attachments to anything, which Yuu found particularly curious.
He was only going to the corner store, there were a few things he wanted to buy, a new sewing kit to fix a hole in his shirt, another box of pencils, and maybe some ingredients for dinner. In reality, they didn't really eat it, although they could, it was more for appearances than anything. As Yuu shopped, an ambulance, and fire truck passed the store. He payed no mind to either, knowing full well that there was always trouble brewing in Tokyo. He paid no mind to the fact that people ran into the store screaming about a fire, at least, not until he reached his house. The bags in his hands dropped, a head of cabbage rolling into the street. Flames broke through the windows, licking the sides of the building and painting the sky alight with smoke. In the intermingling sunset sky, it was frightening and beautiful.
They were speaking about a person still trapped inside, a few of the neighbors gathered to watch, hoping the fire department could put it out before the fire spread to the buildings next door. They whispered around him, speaking in what they believed to be hushed tones.
Yuu awoke with a start. It was quite often he dreamed about that dreadful night, the night he had inherited his boss's business, the night he had to start all over again for the second time in his life. This time Yuu had built a life as a premed student, becoming a certified phlebotomist and drawing blood from humans to sell to vampires. They knew what they were in for, he had used his previous Master's philosophy in never selling a lie. Humans could sell their blood, mostly they were desperate for the money, but sometimes you got a crazy or two who worshiped vampires, or fantasized about one drinking their blood and falling in love with them. Yuu always humored them, but was never especially interested in what they had to say.
Hime stood under a street lamp, her gray hair falling in sheets around her shoulders. So far tonight her Master had only taken a few sips of her blood, saying that he was busy and they needed to leave. When they left the house, Lucy no longer had to wear the collar, but she did have to wear a child leash. It looked like a backpack and allowed the Master to keep track of his possession, Hime never getting too far out of his sight. People stared as they noticed how beat up she was, but otherwise happy and leading the man who could have been mistaken for her father around happily to each street booth, wanting to smell, and touch, and see everything. Previously she had never been allowed out of the houses she was kept in, sometimes locked in a room when they didn't want to drink from her, or in one instance, a cage.
As they walked, they past by a church. Instantly, chills ran down Hime's spine. She had never been inside of a religious monument before, but had heard of them. She stared fixated at the cross, but was soon tugged along by her Master, the two of them heading to a bar. Normally, Hime wouldn't be allowed inside such an establishment, but the ones that served food were a loophole and so the two went inside. They sat at a table near the back, Hime knew they were waiting for someone, but she had no idea who.
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He was only going to the corner store, there were a few things he wanted to buy, a new sewing kit to fix a hole in his shirt, another box of pencils, and maybe some ingredients for dinner. In reality, they didn't really eat it, although they could, it was more for appearances than anything. As Yuu shopped, an ambulance, and fire truck passed the store. He payed no mind to either, knowing full well that there was always trouble brewing in Tokyo. He paid no mind to the fact that people ran into the store screaming about a fire, at least, not until he reached his house. The bags in his hands dropped, a head of cabbage rolling into the street. Flames broke through the windows, licking the sides of the building and painting the sky alight with smoke. In the intermingling sunset sky, it was frightening and beautiful.
They were speaking about a person still trapped inside, a few of the neighbors gathered to watch, hoping the fire department could put it out before the fire spread to the buildings next door. They whispered around him, speaking in what they believed to be hushed tones.
Yuu awoke with a start. It was quite often he dreamed about that dreadful night, the night he had inherited his boss's business, the night he had to start all over again for the second time in his life. This time Yuu had built a life as a premed student, becoming a certified phlebotomist and drawing blood from humans to sell to vampires. They knew what they were in for, he had used his previous Master's philosophy in never selling a lie. Humans could sell their blood, mostly they were desperate for the money, but sometimes you got a crazy or two who worshiped vampires, or fantasized about one drinking their blood and falling in love with them. Yuu always humored them, but was never especially interested in what they had to say.
Hime stood under a street lamp, her gray hair falling in sheets around her shoulders. So far tonight her Master had only taken a few sips of her blood, saying that he was busy and they needed to leave. When they left the house, Lucy no longer had to wear the collar, but she did have to wear a child leash. It looked like a backpack and allowed the Master to keep track of his possession, Hime never getting too far out of his sight. People stared as they noticed how beat up she was, but otherwise happy and leading the man who could have been mistaken for her father around happily to each street booth, wanting to smell, and touch, and see everything. Previously she had never been allowed out of the houses she was kept in, sometimes locked in a room when they didn't want to drink from her, or in one instance, a cage.
As they walked, they past by a church. Instantly, chills ran down Hime's spine. She had never been inside of a religious monument before, but had heard of them. She stared fixated at the cross, but was soon tugged along by her Master, the two of them heading to a bar. Normally, Hime wouldn't be allowed inside such an establishment, but the ones that served food were a loophole and so the two went inside. They sat at a table near the back, Hime knew they were waiting for someone, but she had no idea who.
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June smiled and nodded as he served a number of customers, sharing small talk here and there with the regulars. His usually messy, black hair was slicked back, he looked clean, professional, smart. Of course he made sure not to over do it with the gel and cologne, he found it so laughable when men tried too hard. Besides he wasn't dressed like this to impress anyone but his boss, a pay raise certainly would be nice.
The bar was filled with mixed noises, sounds, people laughing, yelling, the sound of the usual band and DJ playing their tunes. It was a positive atmosphere and you wouldn't think work would be a place that made someone feel quite relaxed. June had been working as a bartender for at least 4 months now and was quite content with his normal, boring life. Sort of. As mentioned he did grow bored of the same thing every day, the odd rumour here or there, even the news, to make things minutely exciting. Quite sad really. Sure June had friends but they either lived far, worked during the day while he always worked at night and on his days off he simply wanted to stay home at his little apartment and relax.
June almost fell into a little daydream as no customers asked for anything for a while, simply drying glasses. Until a young female approached the bar, catching him off guard for a moment with her words. "One beer please."
"Coming right up." June collected himself and replied with a charming smile. She was quite beautiful but he couldn't recall ever seeing her at the bar and he was sure he'd remember her.
As June placed the beer in front of her he studied her face briefly in case he had simply forgotten her. Nope definitely had never seen her before. "This your first time here?" His welcoming and comforting smile remained as he spoke. It would seem like your average bartender making small talk but this time he was curious. This was what he was like with every new face that came into the bar and well, talking with them and making them feel special and noticed usually equalled regular customers. So the boss didn't mind if June was just feeding his curiosity. "I haven't seen you before and I'm pretty good with faces, especially attractive faces." Oh smooth move June, blunt as ever. But it was not a slip of the tongue no, it was just how he was, honest and straight forward but he was kind, although sometimes his honesty got him into trouble.
The human thought he saw a child enter the bar for a moment then? His eyes briefly darted towards the entrance only to see no one of interest. He had just missed the trio who made their way to the back of the room. He shrugged and returned to cleaning glasses and drying them.
The bar was filled with mixed noises, sounds, people laughing, yelling, the sound of the usual band and DJ playing their tunes. It was a positive atmosphere and you wouldn't think work would be a place that made someone feel quite relaxed. June had been working as a bartender for at least 4 months now and was quite content with his normal, boring life. Sort of. As mentioned he did grow bored of the same thing every day, the odd rumour here or there, even the news, to make things minutely exciting. Quite sad really. Sure June had friends but they either lived far, worked during the day while he always worked at night and on his days off he simply wanted to stay home at his little apartment and relax.
June almost fell into a little daydream as no customers asked for anything for a while, simply drying glasses. Until a young female approached the bar, catching him off guard for a moment with her words. "One beer please."
"Coming right up." June collected himself and replied with a charming smile. She was quite beautiful but he couldn't recall ever seeing her at the bar and he was sure he'd remember her.
As June placed the beer in front of her he studied her face briefly in case he had simply forgotten her. Nope definitely had never seen her before. "This your first time here?" His welcoming and comforting smile remained as he spoke. It would seem like your average bartender making small talk but this time he was curious. This was what he was like with every new face that came into the bar and well, talking with them and making them feel special and noticed usually equalled regular customers. So the boss didn't mind if June was just feeding his curiosity. "I haven't seen you before and I'm pretty good with faces, especially attractive faces." Oh smooth move June, blunt as ever. But it was not a slip of the tongue no, it was just how he was, honest and straight forward but he was kind, although sometimes his honesty got him into trouble.
The human thought he saw a child enter the bar for a moment then? His eyes briefly darted towards the entrance only to see no one of interest. He had just missed the trio who made their way to the back of the room. He shrugged and returned to cleaning glasses and drying them.
Upon her request for a beer, the bartender said: "Coming right up." Suddenly she caught the scent of a vampire, not of her kind though. Rather that of a European type vampire accompanied by a human. She looked around to look who it might be but didn't really get a glimpse of them and assumed that they might be further in the back.
But then she got distracted by the bartender again as he said: "I haven't seen you before and I'm pretty good with faces, especially attractive faces." The bartender seemed to not be afraid to try to flatter women, even though she didn't expect many to take it too well as he seemed to be more gaijin than Japanese in appearance. "I take it you are half-Japanese? You can somewhat see it in your face. But thanks for the compliment. I actually like to meet new people. But since we are already in a conversation, I might as well introduce myself. The name is Onimoto Hiyoko but you can just call me Hiyoko. I teach English and German at the language school around the corning in the evenings. Sometimes I lecture at Waseda University. I am pleased to meet you." Hiyoko said doing her best trying to show as little of her teeth as possible. She gave him a smile with her mouth closed. "I think I will go to the back for a brief moment. A friend is back there and I just want to say hi. I should be back up here in a couple of minutes." Hiyoko said to the bartender.
She then got up and made out where the vampire was sitting. And just sat down at their table, even though it might provoke some shock by the other two. "Hello. You might not know me, but I might have an idea who you are. It is a rare sight that one of you comes to this area for something leasurely. And who is this, she doesn't seem to be like you. An adoptive daughter or a person of service?" Hiyoko said it all without saying the word "vampire" but tried to make it obvious enough for the person to know what she was talking about. She wasn't looking for trouble. She was just curious.
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But then she got distracted by the bartender again as he said: "I haven't seen you before and I'm pretty good with faces, especially attractive faces." The bartender seemed to not be afraid to try to flatter women, even though she didn't expect many to take it too well as he seemed to be more gaijin than Japanese in appearance. "I take it you are half-Japanese? You can somewhat see it in your face. But thanks for the compliment. I actually like to meet new people. But since we are already in a conversation, I might as well introduce myself. The name is Onimoto Hiyoko but you can just call me Hiyoko. I teach English and German at the language school around the corning in the evenings. Sometimes I lecture at Waseda University. I am pleased to meet you." Hiyoko said doing her best trying to show as little of her teeth as possible. She gave him a smile with her mouth closed. "I think I will go to the back for a brief moment. A friend is back there and I just want to say hi. I should be back up here in a couple of minutes." Hiyoko said to the bartender.
She then got up and made out where the vampire was sitting. And just sat down at their table, even though it might provoke some shock by the other two. "Hello. You might not know me, but I might have an idea who you are. It is a rare sight that one of you comes to this area for something leasurely. And who is this, she doesn't seem to be like you. An adoptive daughter or a person of service?" Hiyoko said it all without saying the word "vampire" but tried to make it obvious enough for the person to know what she was talking about. She wasn't looking for trouble. She was just curious.
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They were sitting in the back, away from anyone's line of sight and hopefully smell. Hime's legs swung on her seat, she had a unique blood type, Rh-null, which accounted for less than 1,000 people in the world. It wasn't uncommon for other vampires to flutter over to check out the odd, delicious, scent that came off of her, therefore when Hiyoko came over, it was no surprise. SHe claimed to be peaceful, but Hime could sense the shift in her Master's mood. He tensed up, clearly finding this character suspicious. Hime could tell by his expression that he found her scent odd, but said nothing. She simply watched as the man looked up at the girl who had introduced herself as Hiyoko. "I am Charles Vernier, it's a pleasure to meet you Hiyoko."He spoke in fluent Japanese, which may have come as a surprise to few due to the fact that he was obviously not from around here. "This is Hime," he gestured to the little girl sitting across from him, who nodded her head in acknowledgement of the girl beside her.
"She's been rehomed in my service, but is technically still in the recovery stages." There were certain rules about touching recovering humans that the European vampires followed. You were allowed to drink from them, but it was only in limited amounts until they were fully healed and even afterwards for another weak or two you had limited access, having to give them frequent breaks between meals. Master Charles didn't mind, however, as Hime was still quite young and he figured he would get quite a bit of use out of her. "You're awfully curious for someone who is new to this area. It isn't uncommon to find European's around here." It was a frequent social spot for vampire's to gather around here, however a spike in a certain breed had made them a bit more wary. Hime had a sinking feeling that this girl was one of them and had come over to assess what she could take. Hime suddenly felt very uncomfortable, but the Master seemed unperturbed as he waited for his contact.
Suddenly a boy with blonde hair walked over, eyeing the girl suspiciously. "Mr. Vernier,"[/color] he said respectfully, nodding his head and placing a paper bag on the table. Hime watched as the Master handed over an envelope and the blonde left. The Master turned back towards the girl, Hiyoko. "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"
"She's been rehomed in my service, but is technically still in the recovery stages." There were certain rules about touching recovering humans that the European vampires followed. You were allowed to drink from them, but it was only in limited amounts until they were fully healed and even afterwards for another weak or two you had limited access, having to give them frequent breaks between meals. Master Charles didn't mind, however, as Hime was still quite young and he figured he would get quite a bit of use out of her. "You're awfully curious for someone who is new to this area. It isn't uncommon to find European's around here." It was a frequent social spot for vampire's to gather around here, however a spike in a certain breed had made them a bit more wary. Hime had a sinking feeling that this girl was one of them and had come over to assess what she could take. Hime suddenly felt very uncomfortable, but the Master seemed unperturbed as he waited for his contact.
Suddenly a boy with blonde hair walked over, eyeing the girl suspiciously. "Mr. Vernier,"[/color] he said respectfully, nodding his head and placing a paper bag on the table. Hime watched as the Master handed over an envelope and the blonde left. The Master turned back towards the girl, Hiyoko. "Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"
Well, the female certainly was quite observant and smart. She spoke with confidence and almost emotionless, unfazed by what ever blunt comments June threw her way. Usually women and men got a bit flustered at least around him. Most of the time June didn't notice how much people took his kindness and bluntness the wrong way but for once someone hadn't reacted oddly or taken him the wrong way and he didn't know how to feel about it.
As usual he shrugged it off, a slight bewildered look on his face for a moment, unsure about how to reply. When he finally figured out what to say, she was off. "Hiyoko..." He muttered to himself, waiting for the name to ring any bells. Nope. Letting out a sigh he realised he hadn't told her his name. Oh well, he was busy anyway, didn't have time to mingle sadly. He learned a lot about her though just from that brief conversation, her occupation, her intelligence, how it felt like there was much more behind that innocent face of hers. She was quite mature too, looked young but with a job like that he couldn't help but assume she was older than himself. Her mouth moved in an odd way when she spoke too, was she a bit too conscious about her teeth or something? Maybe she forgot to brush? Oh well, June didn't care.
Too distracted by his own thoughts, he had no idea where in the establishment Hiyoko had moved too, not that he needed to know he was just curious about this friend she had to meet up with. Tonight was certainly a bit of a mysterious night, kind of made June excited with a wild imagination of different expectations of what the night might have in stall for him.
"Did ya here about that incident on the news?" An enthusiastic and slightly alarmed voice caught his attention.
"Oh you mean the one about that body they found in the alleyway?"
"Yeah! They say it was dogs but ya know what I think it was?" There was a pause as the other tipsy male waited for his response. "Them blood suckers!"
"What you mean Vampires?"
June rolled his eyes. Drunken idiots and their crazy imaginations, not that he was one to talk. How misleading, he was so intrigued and full of suspense for a moment eavesdropping their conversation. This wasn't the first time customers had spoken of Vampires though, sometimes June began to question whether they were the crazy stories of fanatics and drunks, or actually true. Nonetheless he had lost interest in their conversation of fantasy and myth.
Continuing with his duties of serving customers here and there and cleaning up, it was almost time for him to get going home, or was it go on a break? He'd lost track of time.
As usual he shrugged it off, a slight bewildered look on his face for a moment, unsure about how to reply. When he finally figured out what to say, she was off. "Hiyoko..." He muttered to himself, waiting for the name to ring any bells. Nope. Letting out a sigh he realised he hadn't told her his name. Oh well, he was busy anyway, didn't have time to mingle sadly. He learned a lot about her though just from that brief conversation, her occupation, her intelligence, how it felt like there was much more behind that innocent face of hers. She was quite mature too, looked young but with a job like that he couldn't help but assume she was older than himself. Her mouth moved in an odd way when she spoke too, was she a bit too conscious about her teeth or something? Maybe she forgot to brush? Oh well, June didn't care.
Too distracted by his own thoughts, he had no idea where in the establishment Hiyoko had moved too, not that he needed to know he was just curious about this friend she had to meet up with. Tonight was certainly a bit of a mysterious night, kind of made June excited with a wild imagination of different expectations of what the night might have in stall for him.
"Did ya here about that incident on the news?" An enthusiastic and slightly alarmed voice caught his attention.
"Oh you mean the one about that body they found in the alleyway?"
"Yeah! They say it was dogs but ya know what I think it was?" There was a pause as the other tipsy male waited for his response. "Them blood suckers!"
"What you mean Vampires?"
June rolled his eyes. Drunken idiots and their crazy imaginations, not that he was one to talk. How misleading, he was so intrigued and full of suspense for a moment eavesdropping their conversation. This wasn't the first time customers had spoken of Vampires though, sometimes June began to question whether they were the crazy stories of fanatics and drunks, or actually true. Nonetheless he had lost interest in their conversation of fantasy and myth.
Continuing with his duties of serving customers here and there and cleaning up, it was almost time for him to get going home, or was it go on a break? He'd lost track of time.
"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" The man asked. Hiyoko then replied: "Nope. I just wanted to let you know that despite what others may have told you, we are not the enemy. We do not wish to become involved in any factional conflicts. We may have been savages 1000 years ago, but we have grown wiser. But we warn you, any aggression towards us can have dire consequences. We don't mind you walking around in our turf, but please avoid any conflict. Also there have been rumors of "hunters" in the area, so take care of yourselves. I bid you a good evening."
Hiyoko then walked back over to the bar and said: "Well I am back again. Have you heard the drunks and their wild stories? They talk about vampires but even if they were to exist, a vampire would more likely leave a pale corpse with bite marks in their necks and not some a pile of bodyparts. I would say there is some madman on the loose killing people when they are alone. But anyways, maybe you should join me and a friend sometimes for karaoke. We intend to go tomorrow. Here is my number and name. By the way, I didn't get your name. I should at least know the name of a sympathetic face like yours."
Hiyoko then walked back over to the bar and said: "Well I am back again. Have you heard the drunks and their wild stories? They talk about vampires but even if they were to exist, a vampire would more likely leave a pale corpse with bite marks in their necks and not some a pile of bodyparts. I would say there is some madman on the loose killing people when they are alone. But anyways, maybe you should join me and a friend sometimes for karaoke. We intend to go tomorrow. Here is my number and name. By the way, I didn't get your name. I should at least know the name of a sympathetic face like yours."
June thought more about it, yes he was going to be finished work soon, today he finished earlier than the other days he had work. Checking his wrist watch in case he were wrong, nope it was time for him to finish up. Time certainly went by fast with his current job.
As he waited for another employee to take over and rotate, he made sure everything was tidy and what not until he noticed Hiyoko approaching the bar again. He smiled and replied "Welcome back Hiyoko." She then spoke of the conversation he had just over heard a while ago now. Perhaps more people were speaking of vampires and the murder case than he though. He listened to her as she explained what a real vampire victim would look like. "Haha you've certainly given it much thought huh? I have to say I do agree with you. However that's naturally what the human mind thinks when someone says vampire. But how would you know whether or not an actual vampire leaves behind a bloody mess or not? Things may not be like they appear in movies." There he was, rambling on again, possibly boring a potential regular customer, how unprofessional. But June hadn't realised he was rambling yet, when it came to mysteries and the unknown he couldn't help but start up an intriguing conversation on the matter. The possibilities of things that humans don't fully understand are endless. It made June seem quite intelligent when in fact he was just very curious and observant.
"Oops! There I go rambling on again." He laughed softly for a brief moment, feeling slightly embarrassed. "But um, yeah it was probably some crazy murderer. Which is a bit alarming seeing as how he'd still be on the loose." That's right the police hadn't caught him yet or even found the possible dogs responsible for it. It was a complete mystery.
The subject changed quickly as he was given Hikoyo's name and number on a piece of paper, his eyes lit up as he gave her a genuine smile. "Thank you I would like that; tomorrow? Sounds great, what time?" June pulled out a small notepad from under the bar and wrote down his full name and number also before ripping it off the pad and handing it to Hiyoko. "Suzuya June, but you can just call me June- or uh Jun." Damn, usually he lied about his first name and introduced himself a Jun because he felt his real name June was too feminine, oh well too late now. It wasn't really a big deal.
At first he was a bit reluctant to agree to karaoke simply because he usually just stayed home and relaxed on his days off, but he hadn't gone out for a long time now, didn't have any social life it was completely filled with work then sleep. Besides, he was curious about the Hiyoko, she was different and he liked that.
June noticed another employee enter the bar to take over and gave them a short wave before returning to Hiyoko. "Well looks like I can go home now, my shift is finished. It was a pleasure to meet you Hiyoko."
As he waited for another employee to take over and rotate, he made sure everything was tidy and what not until he noticed Hiyoko approaching the bar again. He smiled and replied "Welcome back Hiyoko." She then spoke of the conversation he had just over heard a while ago now. Perhaps more people were speaking of vampires and the murder case than he though. He listened to her as she explained what a real vampire victim would look like. "Haha you've certainly given it much thought huh? I have to say I do agree with you. However that's naturally what the human mind thinks when someone says vampire. But how would you know whether or not an actual vampire leaves behind a bloody mess or not? Things may not be like they appear in movies." There he was, rambling on again, possibly boring a potential regular customer, how unprofessional. But June hadn't realised he was rambling yet, when it came to mysteries and the unknown he couldn't help but start up an intriguing conversation on the matter. The possibilities of things that humans don't fully understand are endless. It made June seem quite intelligent when in fact he was just very curious and observant.
"Oops! There I go rambling on again." He laughed softly for a brief moment, feeling slightly embarrassed. "But um, yeah it was probably some crazy murderer. Which is a bit alarming seeing as how he'd still be on the loose." That's right the police hadn't caught him yet or even found the possible dogs responsible for it. It was a complete mystery.
The subject changed quickly as he was given Hikoyo's name and number on a piece of paper, his eyes lit up as he gave her a genuine smile. "Thank you I would like that; tomorrow? Sounds great, what time?" June pulled out a small notepad from under the bar and wrote down his full name and number also before ripping it off the pad and handing it to Hiyoko. "Suzuya June, but you can just call me June- or uh Jun." Damn, usually he lied about his first name and introduced himself a Jun because he felt his real name June was too feminine, oh well too late now. It wasn't really a big deal.
At first he was a bit reluctant to agree to karaoke simply because he usually just stayed home and relaxed on his days off, but he hadn't gone out for a long time now, didn't have any social life it was completely filled with work then sleep. Besides, he was curious about the Hiyoko, she was different and he liked that.
June noticed another employee enter the bar to take over and gave them a short wave before returning to Hiyoko. "Well looks like I can go home now, my shift is finished. It was a pleasure to meet you Hiyoko."
It was a quiet night.
Hanako held the gun to the young Yakuza's head calmly, her eyes shining, reflective, and narrowed in the light of the streetlamp--lips curled into a sinister grin.
"I have to ask, do you know who I am?"
She already knew the answer, judging by the sheer pettiness of the crime he had tried to commit and the irreverence with which it was committed, so the dismissive shake of his head was entirely expected. Her purse was at her side, a large, unassuming bag in which she kept her -essentials- in and unharmed save a small tear on the strap. It was nothing she couldn't repair and she herself was fine, but she hadn't worked so long and hard as an arms dealer to be accosted by some low-life who hadn't yet learned his place in the world. He needed to be shown the error of his ways and, as a generous woman, she was going to do just that. His trembling indicated he might fear for his life and, though he wouldn't be wrong in doing so, she wasn't going to kill him.
At least, not entirely.
With a lightning quick movement of her hand she slashed his face, blood dripping from the thin wound that had so suddenly appeared on his face. It was a shame--he wasn't entirely unattractive, but scars were commonplace in the Yakuza. With a bit of blood on her nails, she brought them to her lips and took a taste, her smile unwavering.
"O+? How common, though I'm not at all surprised. Common blood from a common criminal."
Tears formed in his eyes and, as they streamed down his face, it mingled with the blood, diluting it. He was a mess at this point and, as fun as it would be to kill him, she doubted it would benefit her much to piss off his "friends". Relations with the Yakuza, while decent recently, were a fickle thing and, as her primary buyers, she didn't want to alienate them. Instead she reached down and to the gun he had fumbled, which was unsurprisingly one of hers. It was a cheaper model, but it did the job and, as it stood, it would continue to do the job.
"I want you to go back to your boss and ask him a question. 'Who did we buy this from'?"
Her smile shifted slightly, her eyes darkening and her face growing closer to his.
"And I -never- want you to forget the answer. Do you understand?"
With that, she left, the rounds from the gun safely in hand. It was a very quiet night indeed--the silence pierced only by a the man's scrambling footsteps and the clinking and clattering of the ammo. She hadn't yet eaten (her late night walk so rudely interrupted) so she began to make her way back to the shop, where fresher, rarer blood waited.
Hanako held the gun to the young Yakuza's head calmly, her eyes shining, reflective, and narrowed in the light of the streetlamp--lips curled into a sinister grin.
"I have to ask, do you know who I am?"
She already knew the answer, judging by the sheer pettiness of the crime he had tried to commit and the irreverence with which it was committed, so the dismissive shake of his head was entirely expected. Her purse was at her side, a large, unassuming bag in which she kept her -essentials- in and unharmed save a small tear on the strap. It was nothing she couldn't repair and she herself was fine, but she hadn't worked so long and hard as an arms dealer to be accosted by some low-life who hadn't yet learned his place in the world. He needed to be shown the error of his ways and, as a generous woman, she was going to do just that. His trembling indicated he might fear for his life and, though he wouldn't be wrong in doing so, she wasn't going to kill him.
At least, not entirely.
With a lightning quick movement of her hand she slashed his face, blood dripping from the thin wound that had so suddenly appeared on his face. It was a shame--he wasn't entirely unattractive, but scars were commonplace in the Yakuza. With a bit of blood on her nails, she brought them to her lips and took a taste, her smile unwavering.
"O+? How common, though I'm not at all surprised. Common blood from a common criminal."
Tears formed in his eyes and, as they streamed down his face, it mingled with the blood, diluting it. He was a mess at this point and, as fun as it would be to kill him, she doubted it would benefit her much to piss off his "friends". Relations with the Yakuza, while decent recently, were a fickle thing and, as her primary buyers, she didn't want to alienate them. Instead she reached down and to the gun he had fumbled, which was unsurprisingly one of hers. It was a cheaper model, but it did the job and, as it stood, it would continue to do the job.
"I want you to go back to your boss and ask him a question. 'Who did we buy this from'?"
Her smile shifted slightly, her eyes darkening and her face growing closer to his.
"And I -never- want you to forget the answer. Do you understand?"
With that, she left, the rounds from the gun safely in hand. It was a very quiet night indeed--the silence pierced only by a the man's scrambling footsteps and the clinking and clattering of the ammo. She hadn't yet eaten (her late night walk so rudely interrupted) so she began to make her way back to the shop, where fresher, rarer blood waited.
The sun began to fade as the moon took over. As the hour was now close to midnight, the alarm clock that the father had set began to ring but was silenced after a few seconds, he then got up off of his bed and reached under his bed and pulled out a black case with a cross sign on top of it. He unlatched the locks and opened the case to reveal two modified bayonets made out of silver and next to them were daggers each made out of silver.
The man gathered his equipment and placed them all under his large grey Cossack before proceeding to the kitchen counter to grab his thermas full of coffee. With everything he needed with him, he left his room and walked through the eerily silent church with only the sound of his breathing to keep him company. Soon he arrived at the front door of the church and produced a key from his pocket before unlocking the door and stepping outside onto the dark streets and locking the door behind him. "Oh holy father...may you watch over me this night and protect me so I, Aindreas Gòrdanach may live to see tommorow. Amen." With his short prayer out of the way he began to walk the empty streets with the moonlight to guide his path. For most people the moon was a beautiful sight, for him it was just a sign that the creatures of the night could come out freely and prey on the homeless and innocent, so with that thought always in his mind the sight of the moon made him sick.
As he continued to walk down the street, he had thought of an something to tell people why he was out if he was ever questioned and that simple response would be, "I'm keeping an eye out for the killer on the loose." And that statement was not a lie, he was indeed looking for a killer on the loose. With his thoughts keeping him company he slowly began to realize that the night was silent, a little bit too silent for comfort.
The man gathered his equipment and placed them all under his large grey Cossack before proceeding to the kitchen counter to grab his thermas full of coffee. With everything he needed with him, he left his room and walked through the eerily silent church with only the sound of his breathing to keep him company. Soon he arrived at the front door of the church and produced a key from his pocket before unlocking the door and stepping outside onto the dark streets and locking the door behind him. "Oh holy father...may you watch over me this night and protect me so I, Aindreas Gòrdanach may live to see tommorow. Amen." With his short prayer out of the way he began to walk the empty streets with the moonlight to guide his path. For most people the moon was a beautiful sight, for him it was just a sign that the creatures of the night could come out freely and prey on the homeless and innocent, so with that thought always in his mind the sight of the moon made him sick.
As he continued to walk down the street, he had thought of an something to tell people why he was out if he was ever questioned and that simple response would be, "I'm keeping an eye out for the killer on the loose." And that statement was not a lie, he was indeed looking for a killer on the loose. With his thoughts keeping him company he slowly began to realize that the night was silent, a little bit too silent for comfort.
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"Thank you I would like that; tomorrow? Sounds great, what time?" The bartender asked. Hiyoko then said: "Yes tomorrow. About at seven o'clock at Karaoke-kan just around the corner from here. It would be nice to have you there." The bartender then introduced himself as June or Jun. "Nice to meet you Jun. Should I walk you home?" Hiyoko giggled. While for the average human, it may have been as if she was somehow romantically interested but Hiyoko was more just interested in a friendship. She had someone that was already semi-close to her of her own kind. So even if Jun was interested in her, he would have a relatively low chance though.
June grabbed his coat, put it on, then chuckled at Hiyoko's suggestion of walking him home. He removed himself from behind the bar and spoke as he walked towards the exit, expecting her to possibly at least talk until he left the building. "Haha I should be fine; I'll make sure to keep a look out for them Vampires." June joked.
"Okay cool, seven o'clock is fine; oh I've heard of that place, a lot of people tell me it's great. Just haven't had the time to go yet. I look forward to it." He smiled at her, almost lost in her words and her eyes, he wanted to see what lay behind those eyes, she made him curious. As June pushed open the door to exit the establishment, he heard what sounded like, someone yelling? Perhaps it was just a drunk who's voice echoed down the empty, dark streets, what ever it was it didn't bother him too much. "Perhaps I should walk you home?" It would be rude of June not to offer, especially this late at night, Hiyoko looked like she didn't go to the bar with anyone too. "With the murderer still on the loose I imagine it wouldn't be safe for you to be walking home alone."
"Okay cool, seven o'clock is fine; oh I've heard of that place, a lot of people tell me it's great. Just haven't had the time to go yet. I look forward to it." He smiled at her, almost lost in her words and her eyes, he wanted to see what lay behind those eyes, she made him curious. As June pushed open the door to exit the establishment, he heard what sounded like, someone yelling? Perhaps it was just a drunk who's voice echoed down the empty, dark streets, what ever it was it didn't bother him too much. "Perhaps I should walk you home?" It would be rude of June not to offer, especially this late at night, Hiyoko looked like she didn't go to the bar with anyone too. "With the murderer still on the loose I imagine it wouldn't be safe for you to be walking home alone."
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(Sorry, I couldn't connect with RPG these past few days.)
"You wouldn't have to worry about me. Mostly killers tend to attack where there are fewer witnesses. But yes you can walk with me, if you want. Just don't be intimidated by the figures who hang around my apartment building. My neighbors tend to be a bit more bulky than the usual person." Hiyoko said. "I don't live very far away though. It is maybe a three minute walk from here. Plus in these hours the streets seem to still be somewhat busy." Hiyoko then exited as June held the door open.
"You wouldn't have to worry about me. Mostly killers tend to attack where there are fewer witnesses. But yes you can walk with me, if you want. Just don't be intimidated by the figures who hang around my apartment building. My neighbors tend to be a bit more bulky than the usual person." Hiyoko said. "I don't live very far away though. It is maybe a three minute walk from here. Plus in these hours the streets seem to still be somewhat busy." Hiyoko then exited as June held the door open.
The idea of Hiyoko having bulky, muscular people, more than likely men to be precise, hanging around her apartment building was a bit odd. June couldn't think of a reason why apart from body guards or maybe she just lived around a lot of muscular people? So he just replied with an awkward laugh. "Haha that's true. Alright I'll keep that in mind then." As Hiyoko left the building, he followed behind her. "Three minute walk huh? You live pretty close by then, I live about ten minutes away." June spoke as he walked with Hiyoko, not paying too much attention to where they were going, he knew the streets pretty well to find his way home after walking the female home.
"Do you live alone Hiyoko?"
"Do you live alone Hiyoko?"
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As June asked if Hiyoko lived alone, Hiyoko then answered: "I do live alone, but I have friendly neighbors and we have a lobby with a bar to hang out at. I mostly hang out with my next door neighbor. He is a childhood friend of mine and runs a local gym." As they got around the corner, they got to a building probably eight or ten stories high with a bulky man smoking a cigarette in front of it. "Hiyoko, you are back so soon? I would have expected you to be out longer." The man said as Hiyoko arrived. Hiyoko smiled and then said: "Yeah I didn't intend to do much today anyways." She then turned to June and said: "It was nice talking to you. I will see you tomorrow evening."
Aindreas continued to walk through the streets and noticed that there were people still walking around at night, but not just one person in his field of view, there were five or more people in his field of view but they kept quiet as so they don't wake up the people sleeping indoors. As he walked he noticed that some of the people were staring at him since he was wearing a grey cossack and walking all alone at night, he looked as suspicious as a murderer walking alone at night. To the few people that stared at him he smiled and waved back and in return they waved back before retracting their gaze from him.
Eventually he passed by a bar after a few minutes of walking and continued on, he was not a drinking person and the only time when he drinks is from a small cup of wine when doing ceremonies or when he gets a rare request to have a wedding done at his church. He soon left that part of the city and moved on to another part of the city. It had been eight minutes since he left the church and he still had five hours to go before he had to return back to his church and unlock the doors, but for now he has five hours left to look for a vampire then do the same thing tommorow.
Eventually he passed by a bar after a few minutes of walking and continued on, he was not a drinking person and the only time when he drinks is from a small cup of wine when doing ceremonies or when he gets a rare request to have a wedding done at his church. He soon left that part of the city and moved on to another part of the city. It had been eight minutes since he left the church and he still had five hours to go before he had to return back to his church and unlock the doors, but for now he has five hours left to look for a vampire then do the same thing tommorow.
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