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 Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:15 pm
Now, she'd never have to fuss with clients normally. Right for the center of the ring, that was more her style--kill off the head of the beast and it would leave the rest of the clients to fumble around and die themselves. But these summoners, they didn't do anything. They didn't leave; they sat there, in their shop. She wouldn't fire without certainty of her shot.
So, she would fire a warning shot. Hopefully into a client's head, but if she couldn't manage that, well then!
A woman exited the shop, stepped into a long car. Sibyl sighed and put down the rifle; it'd be safe enough right where it was. She patted her hip to make sure her pistol was there, and of course it was. Then she hopped down, turned over her shoulder, and said: "Well?"
She found herself outside... well, a casino. Hm. It looked like it was closed--Curiouser and curiouser.
"That's all," said Sibyl, and she stopped to lean against the wall, next to the door. The long car was coming her way...
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:32 pm
Vinnie pulled the car up to the entrance, getting out to open the door for Mischa. She simply sat there distractedly still. The entire ride, she had been silent.
"Mischa?" the man asked as he stood there.
She blinked, drawn back from where she had been mulling over what she had seen as well as what Edward had said. It made her wonder exactly what Asmodeus and Seere knew of this situation. If Edward, Hae-min, and Tae-yul knew so little, this was not good. Someone somewhere had to know.
"I'm sorry, Vinnie. I'm just sort of distracted today." she sighed, taking his hand to get out of the limo. "Just alot on my mind and lots to do today. Go park the car and spend some time with Cela. I'm sure she'd enjoy an impromptu afternoon with you."
Vinnie suddenly grinned, one of the few instances she'd actually seen the man do so. And it usually involved Cela. "I can do that."
As she moved towards the door of the casino, Mischa sighed. At least her friend would have a good day.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:53 pm
Mischa's day was about to take a turn for the worse. The worst, in fact, if Sibyl had her say. And she would; that was part of the fun of her job. She noted the use of the woman's name, permitted herself to regret it for a moment... then strode quickly towards the redheaded woman. The pistol remained in its holster; her hands came up from her sides empty, held at shoulder height.
"Mischa," she said, smiling. She extended--very carefully--her off hand. Was there anyone around?... "It's nice to meet you..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 7:06 pm
It had been a lousy morning so far and she thought about what she'd have to do once she entered the casino. Badger Asmodeus to give her some answers. And if he wasn't, then perhaps she'd try to get Seere to give her a few.
Either way someone needed to get some answers as to what was happening. Ultimately it would intrude upon the patrons in some way and she couldn't afford that to happen. Whoever or whatever the demon was it had been able to block Asmo from hearing her. That was not good and he probably was not even aware. And if he was aware, she'd make the big jerk tell her what he knew so she could at least warn the ones at the shop.
She blinked in surprise when she saw the woman comes towards her. "Um.. hello. Did I have an appointment with you today? I didn't think I had one with anyone..." A bit of confusion slid over her as she reached her hand out hesitantly. She didn't remember even seeing this person before, but things had been rather strange and she often remet people from the activities of the casino from the night before as they were leaving or returning.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 7:22 pm
She cracked the knuckles in her left hand, took Mischa's hand in a vice-like grip in her right. It wasn't simply a handshake with took much strength behind it; Sibyl yanked Mischa towards her, keeping the older woman's hand pulled down to keep her off balance. In one fluid motion, she pulled the Smith and Wesson and placed the end of the barrel against the redhead's forehead.
"It's more of an appointment with fate," she said, apologetically. "I'm sorry. So sorry. But you were the first out, and I have to send the message somehow, don't I?"
The hammer was pulled back, her finger on the trigger. Sybil hesitated.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 7:35 pm
Mischa blinked in surprise when she was pulled forwards. She stared at the gun as it rose towards her head. Where was that damned Asmodeus when she needed him? "Fate? What the hell are you talking about? First one out? Of my car? You base murder on that? Ouch! Damnit that hurts! Let go!"
"First I get some shadow in my room muttering and now I have you. Great. Just great. One demented idiot in exchange for another." Mischa growled suddenly angry. "At least explain yourself. You OWE me that much."
Surely Asmodeus or someone else would figure out there was trouble out here. She knew if she yelled for him, that the woman would shoot and there would be no stalling then.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 8:00 pm
"Of the shop," said Sibyl, "that demon's shop, those ******** soul suckers. I can't get them yet, so I'll get you--Father's records show that that Edward Fauste man won't stand for it if one of his clients is threatened."
She adjusted her grip on the handgun, smiling bitterly. "That's all you are to him, you know? Client. He values you for the research opportunities you give him. If anyone else were bound to Asmodeus, he'd be just so fond..." Her smile tipped upside down, into an ugly snarl. "His eyes are only for that asian."
"Mischa?"
The door creaked a little bit; Sibyl made a frustrated noise. Turning to the casino doors, her expression changed--to anger, and the gun left Mischa's forehead. The recoil from the shot barely moved Sibyl's arm, but Kyrie screamed, hand clutching her left shoulder, red showing through the gaps of her fingers. Mischa's hand was released, and Sibyl shouted in the same language the mumbler in the corner of her room had spoken.
She vanished into nothing, leaving behind only the bullet in Kyrie's shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 8:31 pm
It all happened so fast. Her mind barely wrapped around the fact this woman wanted to kill Edward and everyone else before the gun was turning. The shot rang out and she was suddenly released. The woman gone almost in the same instant.
"Kyrie!" Mischa yelled, running towards her without hesitation. She could see the blood running down her shoulder, soaking the girl's clothing. "Sit down. Try not to move too much or it will bleed more."
Vinnie had just parked the car in the parking garage at the side when he heard the shot ring out. He'd just left Mischa at the front door and the echo had come from that direction. Taking off at a run, he burst through the garage side door and out onto the lawn. "Mischa!" he called seeing her on her standing with Kyrie. "What happened?" Inwardly he was cursing. He should not have left her until she was inside. He had been lax.
"She's been shot, Vinnie." Mischa growled angrily. "It was meant for me. Get Theros and.." she began only to see him and two other guards running for them from inside the casino. "Get an ambulance called. And find Sam. Seere needs to know also. And Theros, this needs contained for a reason that I'll explain later."
Theros nodded, "I'll take care of it, Mi." He dialed 911 on his phone quickly calling for an ambulance. Someone handed Mischa a towel which she was keeping pressed to Kyrie's shoulder. "Ambulance is on it's way." As a precaution, Theros began calling a few of the others that were more or less in their pockets. It would be contained.
She glanced over at Asmodeus thoroughly pissed as he stalked towards them. They would have a talk about this and he was going to get an earful.
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