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Post by Ikkyu Akiyama on Jul 15, 2013 23:55:09 GMT -5
E ven if I close my eyes You're Still Watching me ♠Ikkyu Akiyama ♠Words: 439 ♠Notes --- Well that was no good. Blood sounded a bit upset for what Ikkyu had said. Honestly though could he blame him for wanting to get out of there? He liked his job and wouldn't stand up to Blood. That didn't mean he'd wait around and get raped. That wasthe last thing he wanted to happen. still having Blood upset with him wasn't the way he wanted to leave things. He put on a small smile, bowing forward at the man, placing his hand over his heart. He'd have to make this good to make it up to the man.
"Do forgive me. I didn't mean to offend you" he spoke in a hushed tone he reserved for clients, something Blood probably knew by now. He dipped his head down further, hiding his face under his hair. "I'm just a bit tired and I have an early flight to catch in the morning. It would be a shame if I went back to work exhausted. All those pretty girls would be let down" he sighed softly, doing his best to hide the fact that he was acting. Then he looked up to Blood, a certain gleam in his eyes. "You would be let down as well" he took on a sadder look, making it seem like that would be the worst thing in the world, though it was near the top. Ikkyu was pretty proud of himself none the less. He was quite the expert bullshitter. He had the perfect apologizing face on right now, looking up to blood with a sad smile and glimmering eyes that looked like they would overflow with tears of regret any minute. He got the idea that maybe Blood was having some fantasies so maybe this could work just fine, feeding those fantasies by being the pretty boy he was.
He straightened up, lowering his hand in the process, a smile coming back to his face that seemed happier. "I hope you understand. I'll see you soon I suppose? I look forward to it" with that he gave a finally nod of his head to both the men pulled in that strange chariot. He then turned the opposite way of the girls. He didn't really want to walk past them after they witnessed what he had done. He felt bad enough without having them look at him like he was a scary monster. He began walking waving his hand back a couple times before turning the same corner he had come from where he set off in a run, wanting to get back to his hotel as quickly as he possibly could.
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Stats:HAN: 10 ♠ REI: 14 ♠ HAK: 8 ♠ SEI: 16 ♠ BUK: 16 ♠ HOH: 12 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Jul 16, 2013 2:27:22 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU He knew Blood was onto him. Luka wasn't that dense. He visibly looked a bit aggrivated at that, making a quiet "tch" sound and averting his gaze to the road, not even looking at Blood who was probably enjoying this moment way too much/ He paid no mind to Ikki. He was still mad at him too so even though the young man would probably shoot him some kind of fare well it had zero chance of being returned. Soon enough the blue haired fullbringer left and Luka could relax a little bit. Even the girls were bacing up some, probably going back to work before one of them was killed too. Evidently two dead whores was a good incentive. He took the chance to look back at Blood, only with a glare. Yeah the man was definitely enjoying this time.
Luka did his best to stop the shiver that threatened to shake him as Blood moved in closer. This was getting bad for him. He hated this kind of thing, even if it was blood. He dug his fingers into his left arm as he fought its will to lash out at the man and open up some distance again. Blood pushed his luck though, bringing up even more touchy area for Luka. Blood was like a master to him now and the small topic of him doing things like that with the man was enough to make him visibly cringe. He'd had enough of that as a child. He narrowed his eyes at blood, fingers digging in even deeper until his long nails were nearly drawing blood from his branding. After a moment he got control over his features, his face looking relaxed and bored again. "There's not a problem at all" he uttered under his breath, turning his head away from Blood. Did he think about things like that with Blood? Of course he did. That didn't mean he was sure it was a good thing to go through with. Blood was into those weird things that could reopen that past Luka kept locked away for a reason.
"Would you like to go on ahead while I dispose of those?" he nodded toward the bodies of the girls, looking right past Blood now. He really wanted to cool down before going back to the pimp lair where god knew what would happen. He was equally parts uncomfortable and upset now. He couldn't come right out and say that with out pissing Blood off, though it was likely more than a tad bit obvious why he wanted to stay behind. He wouldn't try again if Blood told him no but then he figured he would be in for some shit after the trip back. Just lovely that was.
Notes:-- Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ikki Words: 462 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Blood Dupre on Jul 19, 2013 19:38:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:400px; padding: 5px; background-color: #000000; ,bTable] Blood raised his brow at Ikki's bullshit explanation. He knew the other wanted to get out of his presence as soon as possible. He just let him go. Blood wanted to toy around with Luka more anyway. He saw the boy on his way to leave, and went back to focusing on Luka, who looked like he wanted to avoid all traces of their previous conversation. Apparently there was no problem. He laughed when Luka went from that to the dead girls. He was all work, it seemed. Blood got tired of looking at them, so stuffing them was definitely not an option. "Just leave them there. Some poor bloke will stumble upon them, and my prints aren't on 'em. Hell, they'll just be brushed aside as another dead whore." Blood leaned back, not even wanting to look at the whores.
If he hadn't thought about it before, he was thinking about it now. Women were not the business to be in. The expected THINGS to be done for them. The day women got rights was the day whoring them turned to be no fun. Obedience was the number one key to Blood not murdering the fuck out ofg bu, and he honestly was happy with just knowing both those girls just got the fuck murdered right on out of them. "Disposal surely won't be necessary." Even though he had just told Luka to leave them, he stated it again, this time while smiling.
If that didn't get his point across that they were all pretty much dead to him, maybe he could just spend his next few months murdering them and go into the business of strip clubs, casinos, and drugs. That one seemed funner anyways. Who didn't want to go somewhere with naked women and blackjack?"Luka, what do you say... we stop the whoring business and go into a strip club slash casino?" He sat back and relaxed himself. If working with girls was too much work like this, why even bother? "Why don't we go to my office and further discuss this? Those slags can work on their own, and if not, fuck them and whatever they're going through. As long as we're safe from whatever the fuck then man."
Blood thought a bount just not doing work when they got back. It seemed like too much effort, however effort must be spent to change a lifestyle. However, he wasn't in the mood for it. After a show like that was just put on, he wanted something fun. He'd done enough work for the day. It was time for play. "Or, instead of working on shit, we could have some fun"He looked over at Luka and instantly thought about making him uncomfortable again. He was too damn loyal, and for some reason blood wanted to take advantage of that. Any amount of fun Blood could think of, would probably force the other man into a series of painful flashbacks, but he didn't really care. Seeing pain in Luka's otherwise expressionless face would be enough to send him over any edge.
Deciding the other had no say in any matters, he ordered the gimps to take he and Luka back to his office. Blood waved at the ladies and bid his farewell, while offering a sadistic smile to them if they didn't fill their quota. In a sense, he felt as if he could be king of this small group. He had a 'horse' pulled chariot already, all he needed now was a castle. Once he was done with Luka, then he could force some workers into building his marvelous castle.
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