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Riyo blushed, but said nothing when he mentioned her underwear. She simply shot him a glare and left it at that. Best to save the fire for whatever waited at the top.

In truth, she struggled to keep up with Titus as they ascended the stairs. One flight... Two flights... T-three flights... Oh Jack four flights...

By the fifth one she had slowed down considerably, and it bothered her. She wasn't some old broad that was out of shape. On a normal day, she could breeze through these stairs without a blink. But oh sweet Sally the pain. It hurt so much. She didn't even dare to look at her feet now, what with Titus probably paying close attention to her movements. Instead, she relied heavily on clinging to his arm until they reached the top, where she promptly released him in favor of leaning against the rail.

... There had been an elevator?

Riyo shot a deathglare at the nightmare demon as he 'apologized'. It looked like she was ready to strangle him, but once again remained silent. Why?

Because the pain would be unbearable for him when she had his a** for a week.

Honestly it was what kept her going. That and the idea of a tarnished reputation made her sick. Instead of waiting for him, Riyo confidently (and painfully) strode over to the doors and flung them open with determination filling her red eyes.

... Oh Jack.

... Most of these men were literally ********.

Titus' grin grew all the wider. "Ah, come on Princess don't be sore. No doubt you're a pro at walking in those ghoully shoes, am I right?" One jab after another. Titus was soaking this up.

"Come on, time to strut your stuff, Ms. Boil." Titus looked out over the room of tall burly men, inwardly shuddering a bit because what Riyo didn't know was that this club had a 'special night' for those interested in the same gender. This just happened to be that night so while she might have been on edge he was the one that really needed to be on guard. a** gropings were no doubt in his future. Why did he decide on such a night? Well, secretly Titus was fairly certain he would lose this bet playing fair.

Speaking of groping, Deacon would find a rather interesting surprise as the large hand of a tall wolf man came to rest on his rear giving it a squeeze. "Hey there kitty kat." He attempted to coo.

Just to be cheeky, Titus gave Riyo the thumbs up of encouragement. It was like saying, yeah you got this ghoul. If only Riyo knew. No doubt she would figure it out soon but it had never been in their agreement that the men had to be straight. Nor were a lot of things. Oh beautiful loopholes.

As Riyo seemed to have her first target narrowed down and had pepped herself up to have a jab at this flirting business, Titus found a seat at the bar and made himself at home watching with amusement. He didn't want to miss a minute. He was going to be drinking this up for days to come. Look at her, playing off this confident ghoul who looked like she could rule the world and this guy wasn't giving her the time of day. It took every ounce of will power not to break down laughing at this very moment.

"Hey there handsome," Titus could feel the suddenly strong and large male presence behind him, his brows furrowing as he waited for the - yep there it was, the a** grab. "I think the two of us should get to know one another." The voice continued.

Titus made a face now realizing he was suddenly in the position of the ghoul being picked up at a bar. It was quite frankly a slap in the face but he turned around still, his smile slight until he was facing the large wolf man who ....oh jack he looked like a lumber jack. This was going to take a different tactic, Titus didn't want to miss what Riyo was doing in favor of getting into a fight.

"Sorry, Screechheart, I'm waiting for my boilfriend." Titus flashed a smile then, gleaming white teeth all the more prominent in the dark lighting. It seemed to be enough to make the man cringe back. The nightmare demon was not in mystery as to why.

While Riyo puzzled over her most recent interactions a rather tall woman made her way up to the bar. She was by all means striking even if her figure was slight. Short elegant dress, long legs, smooth skin, and the hint of horns peeking out from under her bangs. She strolled up to the bar as if she were floating on those tall heels coming to a stop right next to Riyo to take in her look.

"Love that dress, its so ghoully. The side slits sell it." Her voice was a mock attempt at being feminine. This ghoul wasn't a ghoul at all. The adam's apple didn't lie. "Where did you get it?"

The shemale giggled into her hand at Riyo's comment, "Oh honey, I think you'll do great. You look stunning." The pretend ghoul stood tall when Riyo looked her over, smiling almost playfully. She only seemed to smile all the more as Riyo yelled out for the barkeep. Such a commanding voice!

"Oh thank you, Gum drop!" The ghoul looked overly flattered but posed to show off her shoes from every angle. "They are the latest trend I just had to have them." And then the chattering began. Ghoul talk that was mostly one sided because the shemale just wouldn't shut up about what they had seen at the maul, the latest trends what were in and what shouldn't be. She was on the know of modern fashion.

As soon as Riyo sent that death glare his way Titus wiggled his fingers in a mock wave, his lips pulling back in lieu of a sweet smile. This was better than reality tv and Titus was tuned in to see what would happen next though he cautiously kept and ear out for approaching trouble.

Hen chatter it certainly was. If it was any more like hen chatter the ghoul would have been clucking. She had paused here and there only encouraged by Riyo's subtle nods and small non-committal noises. It was only when Riyo finally added to the conversation that the ghoul went silent on her oh so interesting topic of bar hopping.

"Oh, Screechheart," The ghoul giggled once again flattered by Riyo's compliment. "You are adorable. These burly men here will hardly cast a glance our way. You'd have to be sporting a beard and rippling pectorals." The ghoul giggled again clearly amused. "Its fun to tease them though and sometimes you find the right guy who wants a little ghoul with his boil. If you know what I mean." The last sentence was clearly in a man's voice. A deep vibrating man's voice.

Titus could barely hear the conversation from his current position. He was listening hard trying to determine if Riyo was actually talking but it seemed she was mostly out of focus sipping on a drink. He really didn't expect her to dive into ghoul talk, he figured she didn't know the first thing about shoes or clothes so it wasn't surprising that she was silent through most of the exchange. The drink, however, spurred a need.

"Hey barkeep!" Titus called out. The bartender looked his way and narrowed his eyes having apparently dealt with the boil before. Strolling over the bar tender leaned against the counter staring at Titus in a less than amused way.

"I hope your asking for a carbonated beverage."

Titus paused for a moment. "As long as it comes with a shot of rum in it."

"No can do."

"But..."

"We've been through this ya know.."

"But..."

"Get my attention later when you want something normal to drink." And with that the bartender strolled away.

What the hell. He had just given Riyo a drink and Titus was going to be denied? That was rather irritating and the look on Titus' face showed it. This meant war.

Scowling as Titus often did he leaned an elbow on the counter, propping his head up as he watched Riyo walk away after...did she just wink?

That little smile she gave him had him worried, though that worry was rather short lived as he saw her going to work on these men who probably could care less if she was the hottest woman on the planet. Titus actually had a bit of a conflicting feeling about it. Was he glad they didn't notice? He shook it off. Like he cared.

The demon could give props for Riyo's determination. Outwardly she didn't really show any signs that the failure after failure after failure was getting to her. It made him chuckle though to see her rejected so quickly.

Finally he pushed away from the bar, not that he was getting anything anyway, though not by his own choice. With his smile tugging at his lips he made his way across the floor smoothly and quietly, whatever noise his boots would have made were drowned out by the music and chatter. Finally he stopped behind Riyo and summoned up his most masculine voice. "Having trouble?"

Riyo's ears perked up at the sound of a masculine tone addressing what she assumed was her. Immediately she turned around on her heel, eye's brimming with hope.

... Oh. "For a second there you actually sounded like a man instead of a little p***k." Even though he was still an inch or two taller than her in heels...

The ghoul seemed displeased, but probably not as much as she should've been. The scent of alcohol was on her breath, and that proooobably had something to do with it. Riyo's arms folded over her chest as she opened her mouth to speak again. "What brings you here? Is Tighty Whities afraid of the big bad wolves making him an honest man?" Her mocking tone couldn't hide the amusement she found in that new nickname. Tighty Whities. Hah, brilliant. "or were you just missing me?"

Deceiving? Riyo seemed unimpressed. Throwing on a deeper voice didn't make him deceiving, it just made the real him look more immaculate.

But when he placed his arm over her shoulders, the ghoul tensed. What the hell was he doing? Insulting her, as per usual. "Yeah? Well you know, it's a little difficult to cope when what you assumed was an honest bet turns sour." However... She said difficult, not impossible. "Jealous much, Tits? I noticed Mr. Bartender over there had nothing to give you. What a shame. Height must not be enough to pass you off as mature."

Now... She could pull away from him and continue to fruitlessly milk cows with no udders. But...

If the nightmare demon wanted deception, Riyo would serve it to him on her finest china with soft candle light and a cherry on top.

Instead of yanking herself out of his grasp, she sighed and leaned into him. "Though I must admit, this was quite a clever plan your little brain came up with. Very dastardly and underhanded." If the school play had proven anything (besides the fact that they couldn't have nice things), it was that Riyo could act. She was angry and mad on the inside, but the thought of conquering the cocky b*****d right next to her kept the feline smiling. "Does it feel good? Watching me struggle like this?"