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 Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:19 pm
Kiyoshi had just walked into town, after being abandoned by Samael, he had gone searching for him through out most every town he had passed. He entered the city, hearing a bunch of drunkards in a bar fight, rolling his eyes, he headed in that direction, the Samael he knew was a passifist, however he might be in the bar.
He saw the other from behind and a sudden and quick sense of anger rushed over him, stomping in a slight childlike manner, he came up behind the other and knocked him rather hard upside the head, "b*****d!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:26 pm
Turning almost instinctually at the curseword - knowing it was most often directed specifically at him when he was in the general vicinity, Marks grabbed the nearest rabble-rouser and threw the man straight in the direction of the foul language. For all he knew it was a challenge.
He paused for a moment, mildly surprised upon realization at whom he had just thrown the drunk. Oh. Sammie. And friend. How charming. A brief, devilment of a grin for them if they happened to be looking his way before throwing himself back into the fray - they weren't going anywhere. And if they were, he'd find 'em. Or throw more bleeding drunks their way.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:30 pm
He squeaked at the strike--not a noise that he usually made. he rubbed the back of his head, and glared at the one whose voice sounded...strangely familiar. "Kiyo--" And now, he was tossed over by a..rather large one.
"Damnit!" Now he had a b*****d on top of him, struggling at hitting his torso--and his 'child' of sorts. He snarled, blood rush still running through him from the night before, a hiss escaping him while his fangs were bared. Eyes flashed darkly--then he caught himself, and merely nailed the male in the groin...so he rolled off of him in pain.
Standing, he brushed off his shoulder...and frown, lip now busted open.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:32 pm
Kiyoshi glared, "b*****d, you just ******** run off, not telling me where you're going... I thought they had got you!" He whispered softly, kicking the man that his 'master' had just kicked in the face, chuckling darkly as he heard the nose break and watching as the blood flowed.
"And what the hell is with the kill, you don't kill people! I knew it was you the second I had heard it, what's with that!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:45 pm
Unfortunately the fray seemed to have died down a little in his absence, however brief it had been. That's what he got for being the perpetual catalyst - people got tired after awhile, and then they were just broken, easy pickings. And hell if that was any fun...
So he'd had to turn his attention back to the advent of Sammie and company - voila yon blue-haired freak. Dead protein did some crazy s**t in this place... Trailing over past stumbling, grunting and generally uncoordinated fellows of the fighting and catching a few words from the unicorn's rant. Chiefly among them 'b*****d', '********', 'kill' and 'kill'. Amusing what his brain picked out of a mess.
"I missing something kiddies?" he drawled, approaching the two with an amused and laidback smirk, hands in his pockets.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:50 pm
"Stop ******** yelling at me," he snapped, shivering a bit, "I do what I want. And can you say that any louder? Do you want me to be caught?" He hissed lowly, baring a single fang.
When Marks approached, he paused, and gave him a glance, frowning darkly, while his ears pressed back against his skull. He grumbled something along the lines of 'bitches' and 'killing'...but most of it wasn't really...well, words. He was pissed off, high on blood, and all around tired.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:54 pm
Kiyoshi whimpered a bit, and backed down, "I'm sorry Master, you just scared me." He looked over at Marks, the demon setting him off for some reason, "I had thought they had you... I was worried about you."
He looked at the other who had appraoched them when the bar fight was over, "And who might you be?" He asked with a touch of false politeness, the fact that his master seemed to be okay in the others company annoyed him, but he had to be an okay guy, right?
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:59 pm
Marks' head tilted to the side, eyebrows raised in sheer curiosity. 'Master'? Either Sammie'd been getting around or he'd missed something the last time. "Jesus Christ," he said in an introductory manner, mimicking the false politeness with perfect ease, tipping an imaginary hat to the stranger. "Thoroughly at your service." Thoroughly lying through my teeth and not afraid to be obvious about it. "And you, precious? Do I call you Sammie's b***h or just b***h?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:02 pm
...."Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?" He growled a bit, and stepped away from the two of them..obviously pissy. Wiping his mouth, he just ran his strangely long tongue over the back of his hand, where the blood was beginning to dry. Ears remained pinned back against his midnight tresses..."Marks," he snapped a bit, and turned, eyes dark, nearly red--compared to his normal gold.
"I kept up the bargain, so dont be bitchy about it." He figured that it hadn't been good enough for the demon--but hey..."Your turn," with this, he began to wander away...seemingly out of it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:07 pm
Kiyoshi glared at the other, worried when Samael's eyes turned the blood red color, "I'm sorry Master Kiyoshi..." rushing after the other vampire as quickly as he could, trying not to loose him again.
"And my name is Kiyoshi, and yours would be...?" He said, sarcasm ringing in his voice, as he was rushing after his friend and only partner in the entire world currently.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:16 pm
....hunh. Okay. Marks wasn't stupid and he could definitely put those two and these two together. He'd said six o' clock news, Sammie went for six o' clock news. Literal... but literal. All right. Following the others with a nonchalant, devil-may-care sort of antagonism emanating from his every move, Marks merely continued to smile. This was going to be an especially wonderful night. He could tell.
"Sammie just said it, blue," he responded lazily, the only attention paid him before focusing back on the now... red-eyed Samael. This just kept getting weirder. Made it more fun. "Now don't tell me that awful mess on channel four was you, precious," he cooed, catching up to walk beside the two of them, Samael in the middle. "Didn't think you'd start off so crude."
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:20 pm
"A deals a deal," he ignored Kiyoshi, his mood not wanting to deal with it. He sighed, "Well, obviously it was me.." He glanced up at Marks, canting his head. He was smaller than him, but Kiyoshi was smaller than the both of them...so, it made him a bit better.
Pressing his hands into his own pockets of his trenchcoat, he turned his gaze back downward, not liking how his body was in control of his mind...glancing towards Kiyoshi, now, he narrowed those eyes of his...midnight locks falling over his face.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:26 pm
Kiyoshi reached out, placing a hand briefly on the other's cheek, sending him a small sense of comfort in the touch, trying the best he could to assure the other that he still cared about him, he didn't care that the other had killed someone, he was still his Samael, still the master.
He turned and sent a glare at Marks, it was clearly his fault that the women had been murdered, perhaps he had blackmailed him, perhaps h was from The Faculity, had told him he wouldn't turn him in if he killed. Perhaps this was some sick experiment. He lashed out, grabbing Marks wrist and twisting, "What did you do to him!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:34 pm
Marks shut his mouth against a laugh - then thought, seriously, what the hell? - and laughed away, twisting his way out of the small one's grip and instead of grabbing him back, merely raising a hand in feigned though clearly mocking surrender, "What'd I do?" he chuckled, throwing a look of challenge - well, not quite, as he clearly didn't consider Kiyoshi to be anything resembling challengee, thus making it more of a leer -
"Seriously, Sammie, gotta keep a tighter leash on blue or he might trip into part of the game. He seems like he could attract enough attention for an entire ******** city to see." Another chuckle that ended in nothing short of a smirk. "Sounds like he thinks I'm forcing you to something - you gonna explain things to the puppy or is that my job?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 8:38 pm
He pulled away from the touched, shuddering instantly. No, he was no longer used to that power of his 'child's'.
"It's a game, Kiyoshi," he mumbled, and grabbed onto the male's wrist, pulling him away from Marks. "He didn't force me to do anything. I agreed to play," he didn't want Kiyoshi to get into the game. He cared about him, but he somehow got the feeling he'd flaunt a kill too much, and get caught..or worse.
Glancing to Marks, he began to calm, half tempted to just--eh. Who knew. He closed his eyes, released the other unicorn, and stepped forward once more.
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