In Da' Club
Alamar stalked toward his prey. Accantuating his feral lust at anyone standing inbetween him and the trophy. He was gliding, instead of walking... closer still. He came upon him, but only a second before another face stepped from within the crowd, hunting for the same. Alamar glarred at the rival.
"I saw him first, Celesti" He spoke in a low growl. Celesti rose his eye brow.
"Oh did you?" The pair's eyes began to bleed.
"Look guys over there at nothing important, just look" screamed a man pointing obviously away from the pair of toreador. The crowd stopped and looked away.
The pair called the blood to their face and used their dread gaze. The two screamed and scattered away to the corners of the club. Seconds later they blurred at one another, whips drawn.
"I saw him first you second placed wanna be artist" hollered Alamar.
"Big words from such a little queen" replied Celesti.
The woman sat down, crossed her legs and brushed a bit of hair out of her eyes. Coletrane sighed looking at her.
"Your positivley repulsive tonight my dear." His canjun charm seeping out.
She looked offended but let it side.
"Thanks, I think" She replied. "I'm comming to you, because I need a favor. I need you to take out an enemy. One that needs to be removed.." She tossed her blonde locks out of her face again.
"Sure. I think I can do that. Who is it?" He asked setting his book down.
"Alexander DeMonet" She said emotionless.
Coletrane's eyes widend a bit as he looked into hers.
"What's your name toots? I could call you legs but then again, It wouldn't be so polite." He awaited her name. "Cash, cold hard earned Cash... that is all you need to know"
A woman with long black hair stood behind her desk, over-looking a few books of interest. She heard the door chime, glanced up and smiled.
"Welcome, how can I help you?" Her voice was professional and polite.
A figure dressed in a robe and hood was standing at the door. It glanced around before walking any closer.
The woman stood up and readied herself, she was guessing this person was not here to shop. Then it happened. The creature un-vieled itself and rushed forward. The woman was amazed at what stood before her... so much red... and the wires.
She waved her hands and began to recite her spell when suddenly, her voice, was gone.
"You won't need this anymore." The fiend spoke as it corked a bottle. The woman's eyes grew in horror as it advanced.
A door opened from the back. The creatured paused.
"Dion, how could you? With all that I have done for you....." Terese spoke as she read a book entitled "Passionable Circumstance Prt 4" on it. She glanced up a moment.
"I'm sooooo sorry, wrong scene.." She laughed. The creature, looked at her.
"Yeah, they want you in make-up right now, just saw Chuck." It smiled friendly at her.
"Thanks, See ya around" Terese said returning the smile and waving. She walked out of the door.
The red creature sighed a bit and then returned to it's prey.
A phone rings in a lavished apartment filled with books. A stoutly, handsome gentleman places the bookmark in between the pages, and sighs. He grabs the phone.
"Hello?" the silence is broken by the loud music comming from the other line.
"Lace? Ahhh HI! I was wondering if you would like to come and visit me here at the club? I'm lonley you see and... Oh CHRIST THEY PULLED THE WHIPS OUT.. SOMEBODY CONTROL THOSE MONKIES!!... sorry Lace. Having a bit of a problem in regards to... OH GOD HE BIT ME! SHIT... that hurts.. OH NOW THEY'RE SLAPPING EACH OTHER... Nevermind Lace, this is more entertaining..sorry to have bothered you" The phone hung up. Michael Lace looks at the phone for a moment, hangs it up and pulls the poke'mon blanket up a bit and goes back to reading "How to figure out buisness in 1 easy step, Cheat"
"No, No honey, only whores use rouge" spoke a childish voice. The lyoung girl reached up and pinched the cheeks of the demonic creature sitting in front of her. "Have you been working out? my god you've lost weight!" The girl spoke. The towering demon blushed as it reached for more tea.
"Dick, Dick honey come look at this" The girl chittered. The young man she was with smiled and bounced up.
"Wow, Ishie you look hot! I'd do mortal things with you!" The boy said raising his eye-brows.
Ishtar placed her hand over her mouth and blushed more. She then pated his shoulder, and the boy suddenly went through the floor. Screaming could be heard through each floor until it stopped somewhere between 60 and 70.
"Ishtar.. new record!!" Shouted the little girl. Ishtar smiled.
