Minding your own business is harder than you think. (closed/complete)
WHO: Superbi Squalo (sword_master01) and Aoyagi Seimei (charredremnant)
WHAT: Seimei is picking up something to eat in a not-so-wonderful place, hoping to keep a low profile by lingering in the background of places that most people don't frequent.
WHERE: Random bar in a very, very bad area of town.
WHEN: A few days ago, a Thursday night (not as likely to run into many ( Read more... )
WHAT: Seimei is picking up something to eat in a not-so-wonderful place, hoping to keep a low profile by lingering in the background of places that most people don't frequent.
WHERE: Random bar in a very, very bad area of town.
WHEN: A few days ago, a Thursday night (not as likely to run into many ( Read more... )
Grabbing something from the bar and sending a glare the way of the bar keeper assured that Squalo got the bottle of alcohal for free. It was always that way...Yet tonight the company of his sword on Squalo's wrist was also gone. Maybe that meant he wasn't going to kill anyone and that he'd had a change of heart. Better to play it safe than sorry and risk losing a limb over a bottle of vodka.
Squalo let his eyes glance over the bar goers his eyes catching a man that looked different. A smirk with accompanying curiousity was piqued, as he slowly moved towards Seimei slamming his left hand down onto the table top. "voiiii...what the fuck are you doing in this place?"
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His head didn't actually tilt upward, either, it was just those eyes that watched the silver-haired person in front of him. They looked black in this light, bottomless with nothing to separate the pupils from the irises.
One corner of his mouth twisted upward in what could have been a smile on someone else's face. On Seimei it looked like a snarl, though it was just a twitch of facial muscle that didn't really come close.
"If you had looked before you made it your business, you would have noticed that I'm eating, nothing more." His voice wasn't very loud, but it somehow made itself heard over the din in the place, and his eyes twitched. Narrowed a little. And then he went back to eating, as if he'd never been bothered.
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Taking a drink of the vodka Squalo leaned over the table down really low. "Too bad..." If Seimei thought that he was going to get to finish his food he had another thing coming. He just raised an eyebrow and chuckled darkly. "I think I've found something interesting in you."
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He also didn't wait for this stranger to finish speaking before whipping out one of his knives and holding the tip of the blade to a spot just under the man's chin. With the curved blade, he could have easily hooked it under the bone of his jaw and jerked him closer, but it wouldn't do to make such a mess here.
"Given your reaction to it, I'd say it bothers you, yes." Seimei didn't move. But he stared down at the man who was leaned over his table, his ruined food, and his eyes remained fixed on him.
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Of course he brought the bottle full of Vodka up and turned it over spilling the contents on the table until they were gone as he pointed the empty bottle at Seimei.
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The young man didn't put his blade away, but he gestured toward the exit that led into the street just to their right. It looked like a challenge.
But what Seimei really wanted was to get out of the view of anyone in the bar; the attention was not something he needed.
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"Are you going to cry?"
Adjusting the glove on his left hand, Squalo just chuckled. "Voiiii I like that intent in your eyes...I'll eat you alive."
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Seimei didn't acknowledge anything the man said. He simply lunged forward the moment they were in an area dark enough, his knife arcing through the air and toward Squalo's jugular.
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"Voiiii so predictable!" He grinned as he triedto take the knife away. If he got the knife he would have the obvious advantage of the two.
"You're playing with my favorite weapon."
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His tail twitched, irritably, under the coat that hid it, unseen to the outside world but a real testament to how annoyed he really was. Seimei appeared to shift to the left, but suddenly dropped out of view and attacked again from the right, eyes narrowed, movements barely visible and difficult to avoid.
Squalo was obviously experienced. What Seimei had was his intent and his speed, his innate sense of violence. No life-time of training, but that hadn't stopped him before.
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For his size Squalo looked huge, but he was rather light on his feet.
Seimei would find himself pressed up against the wall after Squalo had sprung up from the awkward position to push him into the wall. Something about Squalo's left hand again had saved him from the attack but there was another pop and then the hand on Seimei's back went limp. "Awww for fuck sakes!"
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However, when he felt the hand that gripped him suddenly give, he moved to the side and turned, holding the knife in front of himself. Seimei took in the sight of Squalo's limp hand, and suddenly understood (on some level) what had happened. The young man felt the urge to wipe the blood from his own face when it dripped into his left eye, but instead, he tried to blink it out.
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Looking at Seimei he just raised an eyebrow, "Wow your face is bloody."
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"...as well as needless." The young man glanced back at the bar, to the man that had done this to him, and kept the blade extended.
"What do you want?" At this point, all he wanted to do was get rid of this man and go back to his room. He was no longer hungry.
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Squalo was never one to sweet talk the men he brought home.
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Seimei normally would have taken advantage of this man's injuries to kill him off then and there, but the thought occurred to him that if the man took an interest in him, Seimei could be able to use him. Or if all else failed, he could kill him in his home and leave his body there.
The young man slowly lowered his knife, readjusted his hat and clothes, and then suppressed the feeling of his skin crawling at the thought of shouldering part of Squalo's weight. He hunched a little to get under Squalo's arm, pulled it over his own shoulders, and lifted.
He was surprisingly strong for his appearance, and it wasn't horribly difficult. What was hard was putting up with this long enough to gain something out of it.
"Tell me where you live." Seimei's voice was quiet, and it made things very clear that he had no intention to chitchat on the way there.
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