The Bloody Hooker [Literate Walk-In] Rebirth

[Tatsumi Senpai]

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Attention shifted to Red and he fetched yet another mug, added coffee, cream and sugar, and passed it to him. "Yep. It's getting there." Still seemed like the guy might have been crying to himself in a corner somewhere all that time he was away. Looked depressed as hell, and Toda was starting to wonder if that wasn't the usual. "Copperhammer says you were crashing back there. That true?" A brow popped up, tone carefully concealing any of his feelings on the subject. He sipped his brew and smoked his cigarette, glancing briefly around the establishment to figure out what he'd tackle next. His apron-- which perfectly matched the one Ran was wearing and the rags and the hand towels-- was already getting pretty dirtied up. He hadn't seen a washer or dryer about, either. "You need a place to crash and clean up?" The guy looked like he hadn't seen a real shower in ages.

If anyone knew Toda, they knew he was a stickler for good hygiene. "I've got a lot of ramen." Because if ever tried cooking anything else, he'd probably burn the place down.

A hand stretched out to pull the towel Moirne had used nearer, and he nodded his head politely back to her. An ashtray was retrieved from under the counter and he scooted it across to Nadine obligingly. "In that, not the ground." Damned if he was going to clean up more butts. He had no problem forcing the woman to pick up after herself if she felt like using the floor again. The blond watched her describe her brother and he peered between the two of them. Then straightened to drop an arm around poor Ran's shoulders. "Hey, he's just looking out for his little sister. Nothing wrong with that." He knew. He had a little sister and a little bro, and both had poor choice in men. Granted, any man was poor choice as far as he was concerned.

But Lela's cordiality had actually surprised him; it wasn't often that anyone knew what 'manners' even meant. Head tilted and he released Ran to lean against the counter, mug lifted to lips. "Toda, nice to meetcha. Yes, I just started actually. I'm... the cleaning crew, at the moment." Among whatever else would pay the bills. He was starting to wonder if Ran actually could pay for anything. Maybe it was time for a tip jar? He set the coffee down to shake her hand and offer a smile, perfectly white teeth flashing. "This place will be a lot nicer soon, I can promise that. The dwarves were talking about adding bathrooms in a week or so." He didn't bother to look to the redhead beside him and confirm any expressions of horror.

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█ LOCATION: bar ██ MOOD: supreme brother mode █

↳I won't be your superman.


[[OOC ]]

[Lela Ahmeto]

Look into my eyes...

Lela blushed when his hand shook hers, it wasn’t real she was sooo playing a part, a force blush but the manners she had those she just used them on select company. “Ouhh, so classy.” Lela referred to the bathroom installation she giggled at the hint of sarcasm in her voice, “If you need any help, please, let me know. Im sure I can be of great assistance.” She bit her bottom lip a little with a smirk tugging at the edges, she was not thinking about cleaning in the least, but she had no problem scrubbing floors.

Feel the darkness pull you in...

[iBeloved Infidel]

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L O C A T I O N // Behind the bar xxx S T A T U S // Being bossy

Ran did not correct Nadine's apt description of him. In fact, he seemed to bask in it. Or as much as a crocodile can bask in the frigidity of its own scales. "If this is for the last room," he caught the twenty in a fist, brow arching at 'sister-dearest', "then you tell her to triple it." And hello, darling, welcome to the Bloody Hooker. Don't encourage my sister by saying you'd love to go dancing and get drunk with her, lest she take the opportunity to outspite me entirely too far.

Then the criminal entered. The b*****d who had kissed Nadine had the balls to return for a second round!

Well, of course he did. Because Ran hadn't had a chance to cut them off yet. A chance which he capitalized on now.

Or would have if Toda's arm hadn't fallen over his shoulders as if to personify the weight of his guilt. "..." Coffee steamed under his nose on the counter, which he had been in the middle of vaulting. a** met stool once more, slowly, like a snake recoiling for a second strike.

Nadine would be made to pay for her attempts to safeguard the heathen. Somehow. Eyes flicked to the gun under the counter. Perhaps with a clear enough shot--

'Just looking out for his little sister. Nothing wrong with that.'

Scowl melted into puzzlement. What? He looked up at blondie as he mistook Lela's seduction for mere manners, head propped in hand as he slurped his coffee. Was Toda defending him?

Frown narrowed. What was his angle? Surely the guy couldn't be perfect about everything. Had to have some flaw, some snag in that goody-goody composure. b*****d even had the sugar to cream ratio down pat.

"Lela," Ran interrupted boredly, gaze shifted now to bore into the back of Nadine's head in order to skewer pretty-boy's pretty face. "I'm not paying him so you can flirt with him. Pick somebody else." Slurp. Damn, that was good coffee. He was feeling better already, despite talk of bathrooms.

[Dragonblood0]

Damascus watched as Dean grew excited over his entrance, he could almost see a tail wagging. "s**t Mas? No no. It is mas fantásticos tonight." He said, giving a little grin. Maybe there was something wrong that he had missed in the time that he had left the night before and the time he had gotten in. Surely nothing could have gone completely sour. But of course, that would mean that he would have to keep his lust for knowledge to him self, at least till things lightened up. "I could be better, Miss Dean. I have been working hard for most of the night, I could use some friendly attention." He said, a warm smile on his lips. He wasn't going to say it right now, but he was still speaking of the Tequila.

"But how are you tonight? The day has treated you well I hope." He mused, smiling once more, taking no real notice of the others about the bar. It wasn't like they were noticing him much, right? He stepped close to her, escorting her back to the bar and leaned close, whispering. "What'd I do?"

[Moirne]

Moirne amusedly regarded the happenings around her from her barstool. That is, all except the part about the room price suddenly tripling. Selective hearing kicked in. Luckily the man called Red seemed to be distracted in the moment, too.

The girl observed the newly entered male. Dean's boyfriend? Or just a bit more than a friend? In any case, it seemed it were the ladies that did the hunting around these parts of town. Now what? Funny how the interest of both females in her had virtually evaporated as the men entered. Not that I can blame 'em. She would've introduced herself to Red hadn't he seemed a bit.. standoffish - say downright hostile as long as the new guy was close. Plus he might bring up the subject of that room price again.

"In that case," the girl started towards Toda as he was told he wasn't paid for flirting, "could I have another whisky please?" She helpfully slid her empty glass towards his end of the bar. "Just a nightcap."

[Tindome]

The nervous twist of her mouth blossomed into a shining white grin as she heard Red not screaming. “Tell her yourself,” she tossed over her shoulder, not taking her eyes off her prey. Her pleased little smile – perhaps not little, it was still her mouth after all – remained even as Más escorted her back to the source of her ire. “Más Fantásticos!” she said aloud by way of explanation, sweeping an arm to indicate the gentleman behind the bar, “I would like to introduce you to the proud inheritor of the Bloody Hooker and my darling big brother. You may call him Red. Or whatever else you’d like. Feel free to ignore everything he says, forever.” Her desire to snake an arm around his waist was maddening, but she managed to refrain, instead leveling Red with a challenging stare above the rims of her glasses.

"I should be happy," she added, still staring daggers at her 'sibling', "to provide you with whatever friendly attention you may require."

[Tatsumi Senpai]

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Someone was actually offering to help out? Since when? He stared at the woman in puzzlement for a moment, trying to figure out if she thought there was actually decent pay to be had here. "Eh? No, no worries. It's alright." Then Red mentioned flirting and he blinked. Turned to fix on the man like he'd lost his damn mind. "What? I'm not flirting, I'm just offering good customer service. Maybe you ought to try it." But Red was eyeing the new guy like a slab of meat waiting to be torn into. Hopefully in a different way than what Nadine was probably thinking. Eyes rolled and he dismissed the whole ordeal to retrieve a bottle of whiskey for the woman with the blue-gray hair. "Sure, no problem. So you'll be staying here eh?" He hoped the beds upstairs had been cleaned. Might need to bleach them in the morning, come to think of it.

Head cocked and a glance was directed back to the angsty boss. "We need a maid," he declared, lifting his coffee up again. "To keep up the rooms upstairs and laundering things." And dishes. And whatever else maids did that he wouldn't have the time to do.

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█ LOCATION: bar ██ MOOD: puzzled █

↳I won't be your superman.


[[OOC ]]

[Lela Ahmeto]

Look into my eyes...

Damn Red, what an a** hole… she made a pouty face for a couple seconds and then went back to her smile. “Well Red, I was going to offer earlier to help clean up the bar for FREE, but I had such a terrible day that I needed a coffee first. SO, sorry if I insulted your business by getting to know the new guy.” Oh this was fresh, cutie thought Red was referring to him flirting with her, innocence so adorable. Looking back at Toda, Lela leaned in a bit acting like she was going to whisper to him, but really was just doing it to tease Red she knew he would hear her, “Don’t listen to him sweetie, you let me know if you need anything.” Lela leant back on her stool and relaxed for a bit, Red needed to be out of the picture for her to get anywhere with Toda.

Feel the darkness pull you in...

[iBeloved Infidel]

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L O C A T I O N // Behind the bar xxx S T A T U S // Introductions

Funny, how that b*****d whispered at the bar as though Ran couldn't hear him. As though he had no fear of being overheard by the grouchy redhead drinking his coffee, demure as a dog. He licked his teeth, impatient for the opportune moment. Impulse wanted his head on a pike to hang outside instead of a sign and they'd call this place the bloody geisha instead.

It meant basically the same thing, didn't it?

Now Nadine was making introductions and it was painful how desperately she wanted him to believe her lies. Did he know what he'd seen? Did she realize what it meant? Surely she'd been raised an only child, if she'd been raised civilized at all-- a prospect Ran was strongly beginning to doubt.

Casually, hand dropped beneath the counter while the other remained curled around the mug. Brows were high as they surveyed her plaything's pretty face; now there was the look of true confusion. Couldn't blame him, really. How could he know the price for kissing his sister?

"It's not you," he replied absently to Toda, gaze still locked on Mr. Fantastico's. "It's her. And I can't use anyone who's distracted by the next pair of legs they see." That last line was meant to rebut Lela's threat to refuse 'free help.' "Now."

Nadine would recognize the handgun he cocked at the stranger's chest.

"As for you. What the hell do you want with my sister?" If Nadine wanted to introduce them as siblings, it would have been rude to contradict her.

[Tindome]

Nadine was annoyed. Arms crossing over her chest, the look in her eyes was dangerous.

“Red,” she said quietly, her eyes not having moved from him since she’d introduced him to what would hopefully be her new toy, “are you jealous?”

It was a carefully calculated innocent question. She might have been insinuating that Red wanted Damascus all too himself, which would be amusing and entirely in character. Or she might have been insinuating, with her wide mouth a thin line and to a suspicious ear, that Red was still very aware that his 'sister' was 'adopted'. Perhaps his protectiveness was in fact possessiveness. Insinuations of incestuous designs weren’t exactly playing nice, but neither was a gun.

Assuming anyone had the appropriate mindset to think such a thing. Otherwise she’d just made a thoroughly pointless accusation about his sexuality.

[Kayla OOCly]

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Iracebeth hated the water. She hated the way it smells and the way it made her hair frizz something horrible. Red was her color. It was apparent with the crimson corset hidden beneath a dark red cloak. Yes, red certain was this black haired beauties number. Fingertips were attempting to rid herself of the curls and frizz that was coming from the salty sea breezes, but it seemed there was nothing she could do. It was a war she could not win.

Entering the Blood Hooker, Iracebeth gazed around, carelessly, chin raised in a fashion that would have demonstrated her higher authority. “Hm. I think this place will do.” How exactly she got out of Underland was her mystery, one someone wasn’t going to be able to get beneath those miserable cloaks of secrecy. “A drink.” She hadn’t had one in years as it seemed, and welcomed the smell of alcohol and horrible decisions.

Red... Are you jealous..

Iracebeth looked towards Nadine with a sweet smile, then towards the one she was speaking too. "Mhm, this place is going to do so perfectly well.." Finally, Iracebeth was going to have someone to talk too!

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[Dragonblood0]

Just as Damascus was about to tell Dean just what he meant by that attention he noticed the gun aimed in his general direction. Oh, this would be fun. Depending on how good of a shot he was of course. "What I want with her? I would like for her to get out that bottle of Tequila from last night. Possibly a hot towel if you have one for my back." He replied in the most nonchalant of tones. His footsteps were smooth and calculated as he neared the other by the bar. He wondered if what he was planning on doing would get him kicked out, shot or left alone. All he really could do was try and see just what would happen.

His eyes widened and gave him a wild look as his lips curled into a devilish sneer. "Well, dear brother. Let's see how good you are with a gun." He growled, grabbing the barrel of the handgun and placing it in the hollow of his neck. "Give it your best shot, if you are man enough." He purred, the look of almost excited insanity crossing his face.

[Moirne]

"Looks like it." Moirne replied to the bartender. "At least for the night. First thing tomorrow I'll go out and find a phone, call a cab and then, with the will of God, I might actually get to my hotel." A small smile tugged shortly at her lips, absently playing slender fingers on the wooden counter top. "Has this place been open for a very long or a very short time, what with all the redecorating?"

She was going to ask another question, but fell kind of silent as Red suddenly whipped out a gun. Oh ********, not this insanity again. Moirne groaned inwardly, getting flashbacks from previous 'holidays'. She shot a glance at Toda. Something told her she could really use that whiskey sometime soon. And perhaps a place behind that bar if a brawl actually started.

[Tatsumi Senpai]

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His confusion at this point had built to such a degree that he could only look between Lela and Red over the rim of his coffee cup, perplexed. As far as he knew, good manners didn't indicate anything but good manners. Was this guy some sort of psychic? Toda eyed him skeptically, sipping the brew. When Moirne spoke to him he remembered the booze and filled her glass, giving a distracted nod. "I can't say how long it's been around. I sort of came up with the idea of fixing the place up when I applied for the job. There's a hotel a few blocks from here, if you don't mind the walk. Cheaper than a cab huh?" Coffee rose to lips again and he sipped.

And then nearly choked on it as Red cocked a gun at the new guy. A woman came in who seemed delighted and Nadine's crush was suicidal. It was time for this human to get the hell out of the scene. Problem being, he was sort of stuck between the bar and Red and Red's shotgun and everything else. Toda finished his cigarette with one last drag, stubbed it out, and set his coffee down. s**t.

"Hey, buddy." A hand settled on Red's shoulder from behind. "You really want to do that kind of thing in front of your sister? You want her to see that sort of thing?" He was trying to appeal to that brotherly attitude, given it was all he could relate to. "Come on, let's go outside and have a smoke. Hey, there's this store I came across the other day that sells these old fashioned metal chastity belts. I could tell ya about it?" Better to wield the girl's crotch shut than blow the head off every guy she comes across, right?

Right?

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↳I won't be your superman.


[[OOC ]]

[iBeloved Infidel]

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L O C A T I O N // Behind the bar xxx S T A T U S // Tangled

Poor Nadine. It was impossible to know what passed as possessiveness was in fact only projection.

But the gun didn't know that. The gun didn't care. And neither did Ran, caught up in the thick of the moment as he was, adrenaline dumped for no real reason outside of memory. Pupils dilated to soak in what little light flew in when the door opened; another voice. Another body. Another distraction he hoped Nadine would take so he could finish this in peace.

Then her plaything did the unthinkable.

Ran's eyes widened. Palms grew hot in their gloves, pressure of the barrel against that throat quickening an already fluttery pulse. There was weight on his shoulder. Someone was talking. To him? To whom?

Trigger finger twitched. That smile, monstrous as it split the face leaning down before his own. Madness alight in inhuman eyes.

What a strange mirror he looked into.

"As you like."

Toda couldn't have been more wrong.

BANG.