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 Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:15 pm
"Red!"
She did not shout, but she certainly expressed her displeasure in the tone of voice she used when she spoke to him. Keeping her calm, she returned to her normal, cool voice.
"My name is Red, and I am no less kitsune than any male. I would appreciate you not using a Spanish suffix on a Japanese work when you address me."
For her part, she tried to remain as congenial as she could all things considered, though she doubted it came off that way. Unfortunately she did not care, so it did not wholly bother her how he felt. The discomfort he was already expressing was enough for her though, and would rather not make things more awkward than they had become.
Sitting up, she tossed her ruby ringlets behind her and placed her hands in her lap. She looked the part of a professional woman at an interview, save the intensely judgmental gaze she maintained.
"Whichever form of water is most convenient for you to deliver will be fine."
A preference for the container your drink came in. She had never considered the necessity of such an opinion. Perhaps where Yo-ko came from, it was necessary. Or maybe he was used to catering to the needs of picky people. Either way, she just wanted water.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:52 pm
"spanish? i cant speak the language. "ita is a ending my father used to say meaning women or lady of power. He always used it with my mom. He seemed like such a suck up when talking to her. Nice to meet you Red, sorry for offending you. I was trying to be pleasent and gentalmen-ish seeing as it is out first time meeting."
Yup, she was most definitly a fox demon. Just the way she reacted allowed Yo-ko the ability to see that. Using a context which she was not furmiliar with was a gambet yo-ko had definitly lost, especially he didnt know it had a spanish counter part. He would rememebr that in the future for conversations. Now, however, he had to oblige to her request.
Now, she had said most convient for him, which of course meant the best for his customers. He thought of what would be the best spiritually and physically for her. What instantly came to mind, the Orion didnt have in stock. Yo-ko did though. He had to hide it well, he didnt know how she would take it if she knew it came off him personally. He backed up agaisnt the back part of the bar and began talking, hoping to destract her from his left hand reaching behiend him into his sealed bag. From it he extacted a bottle of water.
"So, how old are you? You seem to be preety young, but that hypothesis is based surely off your pretty hair and eyes. I think this body of mine is somewhere around 21, but i dont rememebr exactly the very first few years of my life, so i couldnt tell. The Seth decided to show up, and that was a trip all together. so, what do you like to do in your free time? I am a Spiritualist: i study the way energy of the spirit and how it interacts with the body and the matirial world. I also invent things like weapons, gadgets, seals, that crap i guess you can call it."
He turned around to grab the glass to fill with the water. He wasnt trying to poison her or anything with it. infact, he was actually trying to help her. The water in the bottle he had gathered from a very tall and old mountain with a freshwater spring in it. the water itself had a high Reiatsu and was thick with good natual chi that would boost her system for a while. He wouldnt tell her of course. He was perfesional about that, even in the small things. He turned around again, this time using his right hand to slip the bottle back in his bag as he grabed the glass with his left hand. he walked the three paces back to the bar and placed the drink out infront of her.
(( i like your post style))
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 10:43 pm
She stored all that Yo-ko said analytically. His father, from what she could tell, must have had some roots in a Spanish speaking nation, or else derived that 'ita' was some how or other a special way to refer to women. To Red, it was something that divided the sexes and she saw no such need for it outside the context of the natural language. Nonetheless she was not offended by the man's naivette.
"Your efforts are not going unnoticed, I assure you."
It was her best to compliment him on being so well behaved, and it was about the best she could muster. Noticing his odd behavior to slip out a secret bottle of water that certainly did not belong to the club, the kitsune instinctively probed the surface thoughts of his mind to discover the substance within. Luckily it was nothing other than water, so she decided to overlook his secrecy and continue to engage him as a gracious guest.
"A gentleman would not ask a woman her age. I will have you know, though, as standard kitsune are concerned I am still a pup in this world."
Such information was not something she found troublesome to reveal, but it was still customary not to simply tell any and everyone that sort of information. Perhaps if it came to Valin or User's mind to know, she would tell them, but none else really deserved to know. To the rest of his questions, she simply answered, at first, with a blank stare. Yo-ko spoke a lot, but was able to keep quiet at least long enough to let her answer if it were her inclination. Before saying anything, she decided to note carefully everything he said in case it proved useful later.
"I am an avenger. I train."
Certainly not the most elaborate answer she could have given, she put in a nutshell everything it was Yo-ko needed to know about her habitual activities. With a curt nod, she took the glass of water in her right hand, the cool feel of it refreshing in its own right. Knowing what it was meant to do, she wondered why he would give her something like this. She was not wholly thirsty in the first place, yet for some reason the Mother Goddess had decided to bless her through this man. Perhaps he could prove a useful ally as well.
With a long, slow sip, she felt the liquid trickle down her throat and settle into her stomach. There was no immediate effect from what she could tell aside from the natural refreshment she got when she drank water.
"Thank you for the drink."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 12:27 pm
"your welcome"
Yo-ko looked he over a little bit, realizing that she was a tough one. She knew what to do, and that made the conversation all the better. He realized his plan wasnt going accordingly, but he had planned for that not to happen. To many variables where at play.
"yeah, sorry about that. Ever sense Genkai, who was like 190 and looked about 21, i never take anything for face value. There is so much to distinguish and differentiate that can determine age and ability. So the best way to find out is to ask. You just looked so young and i thought it best not to judge you by your appearence. Those, too, can be weapons. Just what Genkai used to say."
Yo-ko grabbed his glass of sake and took a sip of it, enjoying its smooth taste. Yo-ko never had an alchoholic beverage to become drunk: he always enjoyed the smooth taste of most. Beer, sake, light liqoure, they all had a smooth taste that made yo-ko relax. It wasnt a drunk relaxed, he knew his limits, just a normal relaxed. As he took the sip, he rememebred Genkai and her perfect pink locks and stunning body. She was 190 surprisingly, and had master the art of Reiki. She had been Yo-ko's teacher until she had deemed him a journeymen and sent him on his way. It was then that Yo-ko entered the world of "spiritual science" as he liked to call it. His studies and expiriements always brought him to some sort of new power, his most notable being the creation of the synthetic spiritual element "Black-fire" in a self creating way. He hoped she would share a similar interest.
In many ways, she reminded him of Genkai alot. Her looks, her manner, her very nature too seemed to be very much like his masters. Genkai would like her alot: they would get along bashing Yo-ko with femenist jokes. The idea made Yo-ko cringe a bit, but he made it feel like the soothness of the drink made him do it. He took another sip before speaking as he layed his elbows on the bar to get a little closer. He was still out of her personal space, but he felt relaxed and wanted to look that way too.
"Yeah, i rememeber being a pure kitsune for a couple of decades atleast, but i really dont rememeber. Something forced me to enter a body. Weither i was hunter, wanted to lay low, or something like that i dont really know. But enough about my life story, you really dont want to hear that. You say your an avenger? That means you must have some abilities to make yourself very powerful. Remind me to stay on your good side. What happened, if you dont mind telling."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 2:39 pm
Rather than accept his obvious flattery, Red responded to his comment on her appearance with another sip of the water. For most women, hearing about their beauty was something to strive for. It did not wholly matter to her what most thought of her. Besides, there seemed to be no lesson he could learn from her that his near 200 year-old tutor had not told him.
Every time he spoke, his thoughts said more. She could hear what he did not say, but did not say anything in reference to it. Why should she? It was mostly trivial anyway. She took another uncaring sip of the water, leaving but a drop or two left. Her ears flicked atop her head as her tail snapped impatiently; a sign of her disposition.
"Mmmm."
She hummed indifferently at his mention of a 'pure kitsune.' No such thing seemed to matter to her, and as far as his history went, it was a matter of his own significance, not of hers. She would listen as she had come to do, but there was no point in asking questions to which she cared not for an answer.
"An avenger is born when there is a vendetta to carry out. Usually two people have to die; the avenger's martyr and the prey."
Her answer was no more and no less than those words. Again, it was not a part of her to reveal all she knew and all she felt simply for a kind face. The others had learned to let Red be as she was, and if Yo-ko desired to 'stay on her good side' he would be wary to learn from their example. To his credit, he was not doing a bad job on his own, but he did leave somewhat to be desired.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 3:59 pm
::Minutes passed like a blur. The pale vampire had reached into his coat for a cigarette when his hazel eyes skimmed by a sign on the wall. It was a dark silhouette of a lit cigarette with a big red slash through it. 'No smoking,' it said. ********, Twist thought. The sight seemed to dumb him down for a few seconds, his hand hovering within his brown trenchcoat and his lips hanging open. A few blinks later and he awoke from his odd little stupor, not exactly sure why his brain went out to lunch without any warning.
Resuming his previous thought with a grunt and a frown, Andamuel voiced his opinion as he shoved the cigarette pack firmly back into the inside coat pocket.::
Well, that's a**.
::Sighing sharply he turned around, passing a second glance across the main room from the first seat at the bar where he originally dropped. There were suddenly people. One of them was hot, too; she wasn't human, but that seemed to be a trend around here. Looking to be genuinely surprised at his lack of awareness toward the newcomers, the pale-skinned vampire pivoted atop his barstool before stepping off and walking down the length of the bar just outside the line of seats. As he moved closer, Andamuel took notice of the also-not-a-human standing behind the bar. Whatever he was, he smelled of bartender. That didn't mean a terrible lot, though; this wasn't a blood bar.
Stopping a few spots to the redhead's right, Andamuel threw a leg over the stool and brought his palms flat to the countertop as he dropped onto the seat. A sideways glance told Twist that if he said anything stupid the chick would just get up and go away. She didn't seem to be the patient type - then again, maybe it was the bartender giving her a hard time. That in mind, the vampire hunched over the counter casually, looking the woman's way with an upward nod in greeting.
As he did, Twist idly looked back behind the bar. Some crackers would be nice, he thought. So his eyes darted about in search of crackers, almost deliberately peering around the bartender in his quiet attempt at subtly.::
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 7:58 pm
Yo-ko knew when he had pushed an issue a little to far when they responded the way Red did. He had the self control to call it quits, even if his kitsune blood was telling him to press the issue a little more. It would be rude, especially on their first time meeting. He had felt this conversation comming to an end, and to preserve his hard work for next time, he felt it best to regroup, recover, and end the conversation for another time when she felt more comfortable around him, if ever. He spoke out again in his normal tone, but adding a little "i'm ok with your issues tone" at the very end.
"Wow, sounds like your have your work cut out for you. I'm glad im just a spiritualist enjoying life instead of an avenger. Hope it all goes well. your, um, hunting thing and all."
Just as Yo-ko finished his sentence, a vampire like person showed up to the bar. Yo-ko didnt know if he wanted anything, or pop in to have a chat. It would be rude not to ask. He looked at Red one more time and excused himself with a slight nod in her direction, and walked the pace over to the Vampire dude. He resumed his normal, Yo-ko voice when he talked to him.
"Hey buddy, 'names Yo-ko. Can i get you anything today?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 10:56 pm
[[ "Holy schizophrenic spurts of role-play activity, Batman! I unintentionally dissappeared for only a week and spent at least an hour reading all the posts I missed!"
"Stop being corny 80's Robin and switch to that Teen Titans guy, will ya'?"
Whoa. Epic 1337-n00b-t13m pwrs, revelations of dual identities, a bunch of guys gaping at an annoyed red fox and ignoring a frightened one--I missed a ton o.0;.
Hiya' Red. I think we've met... once? Maybe a few more times. I remember enough for Kythe to recognize you, vaguely at the least.
Anyway, nice to see you around again.
I don't think I greeted you when you first came in, so uhh, a delayed ::e-bow::, 'hello,' and 'hajimemashite' to you, Yo-ko.
::Fails to imagine a Saiya-jin Jedi; resolves to laugh at the attempt:: ]]
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 6:19 am
((Hey Kythe, how you doin? are you still suspended in motion becuase of tacitus?))
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 9:27 am
He learned quickly how to read people. That was good. Better than she could say about a few of the others she had met in this place. Something about his optimism got to her, but she chose not to pursue it. Loose tongues often proved fatal.
She felt his eyes before anything else. It required very little of her to be aware of someone watching her, a trait that had several advantages besides warding off would be courters. Maintaining as casual an air as her nature would allow, she looked to her right, still cradling the glass of water, its remains barely enough to swirl around, and nodded back at the man who looked paler than she thought normal and smelled human-ish, but not quite.
"Evening."
Whether it was a greeting or a statement did not rightly matter to her. From what she could see, he was more concerned with getting something, food or drink likely as that what was usually at a bar/kitchenette. How much food this club actually stored though, she did not rightly know. She allowed Yo-ko to slip away without protest. Why would she? The night was wearing on, and it did not suit her to sit idly by. It did not mean she was leaving, but rather that she was prone to it. A few more minutes perhaps as a courtesy if nothing else.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 5:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 7:07 pm
::Twist's eyebrows jumped and he lifted his head, leaning back a bit in mock surprise toward the barkeep's friendly hello. To one who didn't know Andamuel very well, his expression denoted that the bartender had sprung up from nowhere. Sharp eyes widened a little, the vampire furrowed his brow as though taking a first look at the man. He then flashed a wide smile and nodded, slapping the bartop with a hearty, loud voice.::
Crackers! Much obliged, Yogi~
::Or whatever your name is, he continued in his head. Silly name, if you ask me. Keeping his right hand out and ready to recieve some crackers, Andamuel returned his immediate attention to the redheaded woman, answering her greeting as well.::
Evenin' yourself. I haven't seen you 'round in a while.
::Twist tilted his head a little, arching one brow with intrigue. He'd met the woman in red before, though again failed to remember a name. He had a sinking suspicion he'd feel stupid when told her name again, but that rang true for almost any occasion.::
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 11:06 am
[[ Yo', Yo-ko. I'm alright, thinking of pursuing some unfinished artistic endeavors of mine. And, that was mostly a pun on Tacitus' powers, but yeah, basically. Just waiting for him to respond. I would have so much fun throwing Kythe into the main room right now, just to interact with vampy there.
Still wondering if I should throw at least one other character in here. I have a demon slayer who would be obscenely paranoid in this place xD. ]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 5:24 pm
<~>Hey Yo-ko and Twist, I don't really like posting out of order, but it's time for me to return to school. For the RP's sake, Red pardoned herself without any real flair and left the club silently. Have a great time RPing and I hope to see you all this summer.
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