Hell on Heels - Bar and Tavern

[Ross Mohan]

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold...

"Ross" Mohan
Mal'akh Angel

The angel lowers the pack and lighter. He lets the cigarette linger in his lips as he shakes the man's hand. The toxins from the 'sin stick' were of little concern since the man would have the same body in the same shape for as long as he was wearing it. He did however refrain from such habits around the children and Lucy. He finally removed the tube and spoke.

"Good evening Kaz. You look to be having some fun."

He smiled warmly, in what one would think was angelic even though angels did not have such emotions to show. As he replaced the cig to his lips, he bit the end a bit and took in a long drag. He knew the man was trying his best to avoid hearing Metal, something Ross had learned to fight with himself. His eyes flickered between the two men.

...Who will have mercy on your soul.

[Metal Trsu]

"Ahh seems to be childish dreams of a silly girl." Metal spoke his body turning just before he caught her glare towards him. Metal's hair just flowed along his body as he moved heading towards the door, passing by the demon, Metal just huffed as he walked by him. "Ah fire and ice, Ice and Fire either way, it's a stale mate as they would say....pssh ******** that." He shook his head and just laughed. Looking around now, his head turned, looking at her with his purple eyes as he glared from over his shoulder. "Competition? Hm I'm in a league of my own and you're just stuck in the middle, until you understand the difference between life and dead, then you'll never get to me. You still think she can be brought back permanently don't you?" He asked but then turned again, he didn't want to talk about that just as much as she did, hell even more. "******** it, this is boring; you're boring..." He just threw his hand up waving sort of, maybe in his own way. "Like I said, I'll be waiting in bed, don't wait up." He said kicking the door out as he walked, leaving the building, mumbling something about a small child as he did.

[onyx2047]

Location: Bar ~ Ensemble: Sophistication

She was confused Childish dreams of a silly girl??? Her face screwed up as she cocked a brow.
'You are so full of hot air you could pass for a fart' she shot back as her hand made the beaking off motion all the while he spoke his little speech. He called her boring.
'Good!' she flipped him off
"Bye sugar" she called as he left.
She gave the door a sour look, the really frustrating part was that...the ******** really was going to be waiting for her in her gawd damn bed and why? Because the ugly truth was that Metal came with Anita. If she wanted Anita she had to put up with Metal too. Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak.
He had said something however that she hadn't initially reacted to, but now that he brought it up...she had never thought about the idea of Anita being brought back to life. In fact her chest ached from him even having reminded her that she was dead. Onyx was unaware of the context of her death. She hadn't known that from the first time she had met Anita she had already been dead nor did she know how she died. Onyx couldn't bare to hear the answer and so, she never asked. That thought beat around in her head. Oh, wouldn't that be utterly grand! The mere thought of Anita being brought back to life was so...so...wonderful it should be explicit! However, Onyx dismissed it. If it was possible she was certain it would have already been done by now. Great. She had a real mess to go home to. It was for this reason...she decided to stay right where she was!!! Onyx turned in her seat to face the bar properly sitting there a lone staring down at the dissipating frost that was in metals wake.

[Karaza the lost]

Karaza

I Used to be indecisive...

Karaza kinda just shrugged when Ross suggested that he seemed to be having fun, all he could say towards that was "Eh." He placed a glass up on the counter and started filling it with jack daniels. He then noticed the exchange between Metal and Onyx and Metal leaving. As Onyx turned back around to the bar he walked over to stand infront of her. "Darling you want something strong to drink?" He downed his shot of JD while waiting for her response.

...Now I'm not so sure

[onyx2047]

Location: Bar ~ Ensemble: Sophistication

She looked up "Yea...and keep em coming. I can't get drunk anyways" she grumbled.
Metal had a way of making her feel ridiculous in the end. She felt...undermined by him. She felt silly even in her own clothes, in her own skin. She really hated that about him. That spineless fraction of a man couldn't hold onto a shred of decency if his very life depended on it! She had the distinct need to want to break bottles over his face. He really did make her fist itch. Oh the things she wanted to do to him. The little s**t thought it was sexual did he? So far from the truth it was utterly lost! Now Onyx had to work really hard, impossibly hard to salvage her night. How the hell was she suppose to do that knowing Metal was waiting for her for when she returned home.!?
Onyx started to down her shots. She imagined that these two men, particularly Ka would have questions regarding what he had over heard.
"In case your wondering..yea, I am immortal. Yes i can't get drunk as I already stated and yes...I have worms" (( rofl rofl couldn't help myself ))
She downed another shot and set it to the bar counter. "Ya know what...the night has been lost. I am out guys. I shall see you all some other time" she got up from her seat, put her coat and gloves on and left the heel for home.

[Ross Mohan]

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold...

"Ross" Mohan
Mal'akh Angel

Ross spoke, letting the smoke bellow out his nose and mouth as he did.

"I can't talk. Angel... This isn't even my body, just a vessel... A man I possess. And somehow at the end of the day it doesn't creep her out to lie next to me. I don't judge."

As he spoke, he indicated to the woman curled up on the far couch. He'd always found it interesting that none of the woman he'd been with had had a huge issue with his body, or lack there of. He took another inhale off the stick of dried leaves and chemicals and looked from the woman to Kaz. He didn't make any awkward reaction to it all; he'd seen creatures drink blood, eat living things, his own daughter wore a comatose girl as a body on a daily basis. He was marrying a woman who changed physically into a large wolf and ate small animals before returning home covered in blood and acting completely normal. And Ross had two voices inside his head... He was in no place to think twice about what someone's story was. Instead he just watched Kaz and smoked the white crumpled roll.

...Who will have mercy on your soul.

[Karaza the lost]

Karaza

I Used to be indecisive...

Karaza just watched as Onyx downed the shots and then make her comment. "There is nothing wrong with those things darling." He watched as she got up and put her coat and gloves on, "Well stay warm out there and have a safe trip home, I'll see you around darling." He filled another shot from himself and downed it hard and quick. He sat back after that and let the glasses soak for a few. Now it was just him and Ross in the bar and it was getting late, his cig was almost done and Ka knew that he needed to get Lucy up into bed. "Well Ross I think you better get Lucy to bed and I'm turning in as well." He walked around the bar and headed for the stairs.

...Now I'm not so sure

[Ross Mohan]

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold...

"Ross" Mohan
Mal'akh Angel

Ross nodded, the cig still clinging to his lips. He smiled to the man as he slipped out the door.

"Stay warm, my friend."

With the simple exchange, he smothered the filter in an ashtray and stood. Walking quietly to the couch, he lifted the woman up. She lay limp in his arms for a second before rolling and pulling into him. As if thunder without sound or an explosion without light, the man was gone, taking the woman with him.

...Who will have mercy on your soul.

[Ross Mohan]

When God is gone and the Devil takes hold...

"Ross" Mohan
Mal'akh Angel

Ross wandered down the stairs. He didn't bother to pop from room to room. He'd taken the woman to her old room here, where it was close and safe. It seemed she had had some different ideas for the night when she woke a few hours after and now the man was showing the signs of it. He was covered in bruises and claw gashes. As he reached the final step, he yawned and scratched the back of his head.

The angel wore his pants, but left the rest of the suit in his room. Moving towards anything he could bring up to eat and hydrate the two he found some water bottles.He wet a paper towel and cleaned the blood and sweat from his face. It would appear this was going to be a usual occurrence which he found amusing and exciting; just another thing to love about the woman. He cleaned off as much of the dried maroon substance as he could, revealing the closed nail wounds which ran across his already scarred and marked flesh. He took a bit of extra care on the newest tattoo he had, the paw print which sat on his abdomen. Tossing the towel out, he went back about grabbing a few other things and started back up for the stairs.

The faint sound of the cracking and zipping of the water bottle cap unscrewing would echo through the empty hall before bring followed with the locking of the bedroom door.

...Who will have mercy on your soul.

[Naamah Nimir19]

Naa walked in the front door she had been gone for a bit. Trying to find an old friend that had been missing for years. She had been told he was back,but still no luck in reaching him. Going back to her pass wasn't easy but she needed a little closure on a lot of things.

She was tired an really needed to replenish her body but still she didn't want the blood that was here. What she wanted was his blood on her hands, now to just find him. Leaving messages an looking up people she had not talked to in over 3 years wasn't the easiest thing to do. She had left that part of her life for someone else.

She strolled over to the bar an took a set on one of the stools propping her long slender legs that were covered in the white thigh high boots on the stool next to her she leaned back. Her long white hair hitting the floor as she kinda laid there on the stools. Her mind racing as to how an what she needed to do now.

She looked around seeing some glasses which told her the bar had been busy somewhat. But in stead of getting up an cleaning them she just whistled calling her little minions to do the cleaning. As they ran around picking up things an wiping down the counters she closed her eyes. She really needed blood now but what she wanted wasn't there.

[Karaza the lost]

Karaza

I Used to be indecisive...

Karaza walked down the stairs wearing the same thing he had on yesterday, the pants seemed to be soaked some. He ended up not going to his room last night but instead went to the roof and laid there in the snow thinking. He wore the suspenders on both his shoulders for now, across his chest was tight from the cold from last night and he still hadn't warmed up. He was started to refuse to let his body use the demon heat to keep him warm from now on. As he hit the last step into the bar he saw Naa laying out on the stools and gave a small chuckle. He walked over and without saying a word made her minions leave as he got behind the counter. He stood there and leaned up over it looking down at her. "Naa." He said very softly and even sweetly.

...Now I'm not so sure

[Naamah Nimir19]

Naa opened her eyes looking at Ka, "hi," she sat up putting her legs down an sitting up straight on the stool. Her crystal blue orbs starting at him, "so what are you doing up?" Naa really didn't even know how long she had been out, or even what time it was.

"Can I get a cup of coffee please I really don't have the energy to get it my self." she sounded tired an really just out of it.. She looked at him noticing his pants were wet. "What happen to you why are your cloths wet?" she looked confused wondering why he just didn't heat them up to dry them. "Are you okay, did I miss something last night?" she was wondering if something had upset him.

[Karaza the lost]

Karaza

I Used to be indecisive...

Karaza moved around getting a cup of coffee for Naa and set it down infront of here. "I'm fine." He looked down again at his pants as they stayed wet. "I fell asleep in the snow on the roof last night." He wasn't sure of the things running through his head or why he hadn't dried them, just didn't feel his body wanting to warm them or even heat up to warm himself. His chest stayed tight and taunt from being cold.

...Now I'm not so sure

[Naamah Nimir19]

Naa just looked at him an smile as she picked up the warm coffee bring it to her lips. "Thank you hon I think I'm going to need alot of this stuff to keep me going." she sipped the coffee holding it in both hands an she leaned her elbows on the counter.

"So were you hear last night?" she looked at him seeing something seem to bothering him. "So you want to tell me whats going on or do I have to take a wild guess as to who or what has you bothered. An for the love of gold dry your cloths before I do it for you." she glared at him before smiling.

Naa looked around well it is always quiet when I'm hear it seems which is a good thing with the mood I'm in." she hush real quick not saying anything else. Picking up her coffee cup she finished it "refill please."

[Karaza the lost]

Karaza

I Used to be indecisive...

Karaza grabbed the pot pouring her another cup of coffee as she talked. "Yeah I was here last night. Nothing just things on my mind Naa." He looked back down at his pants again and then shrugged, "It's not bothering me so why bother drying them? Is everything alright with you Naa? I haven't seen you for a few days." He stood there across from her, his bare chest raising and lowering as he breathed deep.

...Now I'm not so sure