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Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

Hatter trailed behind them, one hand held towards the ground as she sipped her drink and finished off her cigarette. Tossing the used up stick, she soon drank the last of her drink and crushed the glass, sprinkling it over the path they had just walked. The shards vanished into the ground, soaking up the energy her charge was leaving behind and eradicating it. He was going to be an annoying one to keep track off. If he was more careful, that girl wouldn't be throwing off signals like a search light. Other creatures were going to start appearing - at least, they would have if he didn't have Hatter around. She could feel them attempting to track them down the alley, but she made sure they couldn't with only a few words that concealed them. Most guards wouldn't be able to do such a thing without needing some sort of sacrifice, but she wasn't ordinary by any stretch of the imagination. When his wings unfurled and captured the girl before he vanished, tendrils of darkness lingered in the air that he probably hadn't noticed. Typical. Reaching out her hand, she snatched the wisps of blackness out of the air and ate them, savoring the taste of the corruption for only a moment. With a small sigh, light spilled out of her mouth and purified the section he had used for his teleportation before it disappeared. Cracking her neck, she adjusted her hat before she vanished, leaving no trace of her presence. She was going to have words with her little friend. Appearing in the apartment, the smell of fear and terror raked over her senses for an instant, soaking into her skin briefly until the emotion was turned off by reestablishing the connection the two shared. The change over the girl's expression and emotions was palpable and Hatter drank it like a fine brand of vodka. The air was soon clean of it, for the time being. Looking at her charge, she popped a lollipop into her mouth - cherry flavored- for the sake of not wanting to buy more smokes. Yes, she could make them herself, to her specifications, but she had said she would buy smokes as part of her contract. Besides, it allowed her to do more fun things with her abilities. Hatter didn't normally touch women that had someone else's mark, but she did touch this girl's arm since she belonged to her charge and locked his hold over her. The tether wouldn't break now. However, when Hatter touched her charge, she let some of her own power out like tendrils of liquid darkness to slide up his arm and potentially lock it into place. We need to talk. Now.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

Darius wrenched his arm from Hatter's grip, Get off me half breed, he growled, the air around his right arm seemed to shimmer, as though he was giving off huge amounts of energy. He straightened himself up to his full height, and after a few finger twitchs the girl returned with a bottle of wine for him. Now, he said as he opened the bottle,What the fuck have they dropped me into the middle of, and what is your part in all of this. He conjoured up a wine glass and filled it, I mean how can I be expected to do anything if nobody tells me what is going on?. He calmly paced back and forth while he tought this over, he took a drink and then stopped dead and turned to face Hatter, I saw how they looked at you in the club, it reminded me of how they used to look at me in the underworld. He sighed and gulped back the contents of his glass before walking to the window, This place is strange, I want to make it more familiar, flames began to climb slowly up his forearms and as he turned his back to the window his eyes shone. The bright shining yellow rings in his eyes were shimmering and changing shape ever so slightly, to add to all of this his markings had encircled his eyes, I will teach them the meaning of pain, and show them how it feels to beg for their meaningless lives, but you must first teach me about this pathetic realm.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

She wasn't fazed by him pulling away and calling her a half-breed. She'd heard it all before. It mattered not what her lineage was. She hadn't put a lot of effort into holding him still, but it had served her purpose. She smirked slightly to herself, moving to sit on a cushy looking chair and settle into it, crossing her legs and removing a cigarette from some unknown place. As the stick was pressed between her lips, the tip glowed cherry red as she took a drag and let the smoke out slowly. She didn't need to masquerade as much now about being human since they weren't in the public eye. She watched him pace, heard his words, and watched his temper flare while it brought her a good amount of amusement. Now her little charge wanted answers and to actually talk. Funny. Trust me, dove, being a half-breed means nothing here. At least, for me it doesn't. And now, now, don't burn the place up. She reached out a hand towards him and closed her fist, snuffing out the flames that had started to form and crawl up his arms. Pulling her arm back, she ordered the girl to get her a glass. She wasn't going to drink the wine, but she did have something in order. As the girl came back, Hatter took her arm and turned it toward the glass, her nails extending just enough to slice through skin. The girl made a small sound but it sounded more like a moan of pleasure than of pain. When the glass was filled to her liking, Hatter sealed the wound and leaned back in the chair, dismissing the girl for the time being. What part do I play in all this? Well, I may look like an angel, dove, but I'm far from one.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

His eyes narrowed, I want answers, now, he grabbed Hatter by the shoulders, Your little games are not of interest to me. He shoved her away from himself and began to pace quickly and angrily, things here were worse than he had thought, not only had they apparently assigned this half-breed to watch over him, but she loved to play little games. Darius was now furiously pacing up and down and rubbing his temples, he stopped suddenly and appeared straight in front of Hatter. His face was less than a centimeter from hers, his eyes completely cold, all hints of previous mischief was gone. What is your purpose, he hissed through a clenched jaw, before slowly walking over to the girl, Wait in the kitchen, you will be called if we need you. His rage was slowly sucking him in, if Hatter had done any research about him she would know that this was not a good time to be in the same room as him, in fact, it was dangerous to be in the same city unless he got calmed down quickly.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

Darius rose from the floor as though he had been slowly pulled up, I care not for the rules of any of these realms, you do not know me and you certainly do not seem to know who you work for, a fiendish smile spread across his face, You don't even know why I was banished, you only know what they told you. He chuckled quietly, I don't know if you can monitor soul traffic, but if you can, then you should have noticed a large number of souls being moved to the overworld or being given life back up here recently. Whatever it was they told you about me, it was more than likely a lie, yes I enjoy pain and suffering as much as the next fallen, but I was not created like this, he paused and began to shake slightly, I was cast down, because I hated their stupid restrictions and for the same reason I was banished from the underworld. His movement became far more fluid again, I am a freer of souls my dear, a fallen freedom fighter as it were, I not only see a persons true nature, I can smell it. He pointed towards the kitchen, That girl, may be innocent for now, but five years down the line, well lets not get into all of that horrible stuff, he grinned again, I am saving her by taking her as my own, and if you are good, I will continue to share. He crossed the room towards the kitchen and slowed as he passed Hatter, You have a lot to learn about both worlds half-breed.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

Why, aren't you just the most arrogant fuck? She murmured, grinning slightly as her eyes glinted. He seemed to think he knew everything because he had been in all the realms, but he knew basically jack. She knew more than he, because she was born from two and lived in the third. She cared not for soul traffic, only that the balance be maintained. And she knew about the number of souls being reanimated - she'd had to kill and devour a handful of them herself. She watched him shake as he spoke about what he had done before he seemed to straighten out. She had stood up, still smoking her cigarette, finishing off the stick during his little speech. She had shrugged her shoulders at one point. She knew more about him than he believed. She hadn't been told anything. She just knew. He seemed to think she was on a side but she never had been. Well, he would figure that out quickly. Her eyebrows rose the slightest fraction at his last few sentences before she reached out her arm, grabbed his throat and put him back on the floor in one fluid movement. A half-breed is born of both realms, dove, and has to exist in the third. I know more than you will ever even dream of. She didn't snarl the words at him, didn't hiss or spit, but the aggravation was there in her tone. She wasn't a child - she was far, far older than she appeared and hell, a wee bit older than him and his attitude towards her was going to be put to an end. She wasn't some meek little creature to be toyed with. Half-breed didn't mean stupid wench. Didn't mean ignorant moron. She didn't light another cigarette, but held him pinned, her nails burning into his skin again - hotter than before. It was really the only sign of her aggression, otherwise, her face was back to being neutral. Don't respect me, I don't give a shit, but don't believe for one moment, dove, that I'm lesser to you because of my mixed heritage. A walking nightmare doesn't even come close to what I'm capable of. And that girl, I can eat alive without your consent. Hell, I could make you watch while I stole your treat - soul and all. And once I ate her soul, you wouldn't remember anything about her being taken from you. And it would eat at you, because you aren't human.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

His expression did not darken as she pinned him again, in fact he smiled slightly, You do not know what you have just done, he trailed of into silence that smile still on his face. The markings shifted into a solid mass before forming at the tips of the fingers on his right hand, they paused breifly before moving off onto the floor like a shadow without a body. Slowly but surely a figure formed, it appeared to be nothing more than a darkling, until it spoke. Get off of him , it's voice was an echoing rasp, however it did not walk like most, it glided across the room leaving a trail behind it, before jumping back into Darius's body. His back arched as though he had been struck by lightning and he vanished again, only to appear perched on a countertop on the other side of the room, What's the matter Hatter, he chuckled, Butter fingers?. He appeared infront of her again, this time striking her in the chest, the movement was similar to an uppercut, but he got ahold of her throat in the midst of it and hurled her into the floor. Mind your place, this may be your realm but I will not be ordered around by some half-breed female who can not even best me, his voice was bored, as though he had been in a situation like this before. Show me a reason to listen to you, give me something for my trouble, and maybe I will show you respect, until then, well I doubt we shall see eye to eye, he lit a cigarette that had just appeared in his mouth, I mean, it would be a terrible shame if say, oh I don't know, I was to vanish from this realm, he smiled as he took a drag.
Thread: Purgatory Clash [Hahvy x Dark Times]

She didn't care about the shade, it mattered not to her. Not even when it spoke to her. She'd heard and felt worse - been in a worse situation than what he presented. He was too cocky for his own good. When he disappeared, she only stood up, not upset that he vanished. His taunt meant little - she'd dealt with this crap more times than she cared to count. When he hit her in the chest and then grabbed her by the throat before throwing her to the floor, she didn't even grunt with irritation. Instead, she simply sat up and dusted herself off. As she stood, she listened with only half an ear on what he said, adjusting her shirt and short skirt that had ridden up to reveal that she wasn't exactly wearing much underneath it, but it didn't really matter. He could see her naked and she wouldn't even flinch. Nudity wasn't something she was ashamed of. In an instant, she was gone. Just blink - and gone. There was no warning at all as she slammed him back into the ground by grabbing the back of his head and shoving. It was probably going to be a long day - one she wasn't exactly looking forward to. She had broken several charges doing something similar but this one would be more of a challenge. It wasn't like she minded it either. She put her boot on the back of his head and pressed his face into the carpet, grinding his nose into it, almost tempted to see if she could easily break it. Best you? Dove, I think it's the other way around. You can't best me. I'm your Guard for a reason, boy.
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Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

Nervousness twisted her insides as she stepped up to the club, heels clacking loudly against the sidewalk as she moved. Her body wobbled on the thin stilettos she thought would make her look sexier, thus gaining her access into that particular place. Instead she looked rather like a penguin caught on land and she came off as completely awkward. She placed her hands slightly away from her sides trying to gain balance but that offered little to no help for her. Cynthia ended up careening into a wall before she even made it to the line of people standing and waiting to get in. Damn it! Why couldnt she have simply worn her flat boots instead? She was able to move more freely in them and would have probably come off more alluring then she did in that moment. Pink crept along the borders of her cheeks as she pushed herself form the wall and straightened out the skirt that hung to her body like a second skin. It was not her normal choice of attire, clearly. The young woman was much more used to a pair of beaten up jeans and a t-shirt. She concerned herself more with her school work than her fashion, which probably accounted for the fact that she hadnt had a date in months. That evening she had put on some clothes she had been given for her birthday and Christmas. Apparently her mother knew that somewhere along the line she was going to need to dress akin to a hooker. Carefully she pulled herself from the side of the wall and continued on, running a hand through her rowdy red curls. Heel toe, heel toe, heel toe she walked in a melodic sort of fashion towards her destination. Over and over again she had to remind herself exactly how to walk. Going at it like she done before was disastrous and she absolutely had to get into that club. A big story was just waiting to unfold in there she just knew it! It was shocking when she was automatically allowed inside of the place, bypassing many other annoyed patrons. Perhaps she looked better than what she thought? A smile crossed her full lips, painted a shimmery peach in gloss. Well that was easier than expected. What she wasnt expecting was to be accosted by so many different things at once. In that lobby way she could hear the mixing of the different music from the separate parts of the club pounding in her brain. She fully disliked it and wondered how anyone could enjoy a place like this. Cynthia had never really been much for people however. She ducked into a random part of the club. Even searching all night she may not be able to find the person who owned and operated The Nite Bite. It was so expansive! She would just have to take it in sections every weekend, she figured.
Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

Her brow quirked. Was this mammoth of a man hitting on her? Her doe-like eyes widened a moment as she thought over this as a possibility. True she was rarely flirted with and the gazes of men rarely followed her but, then again, she had always kept her figure hidden for the most part. While she likely wasnt as voluptuous as some of the women there, she did have a stunning hourglass shape that she kept firm through several hours of running a week. It wasnt that she wanted to attract attention to her body running was just a good way to cleanse the soul. At least she had felt as if it were. Beneath his gaze she shifted. Pink spread across her face and she forced herself to think on the assignment she had given herself rather than the hulk of a man who was trying to sleep with her. Well, you see, I am actually looking for someone else here. She told him, her voice squeaking against the constant thud of the bass. She winced at her own sound. Maybe you could help me though. I wanted to speak with the owner of this place?
Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

Janus smirked a bit at her request as it made it all to clear she had no idea just who he was and he could use that to his advantage if he was careful about it. He of course also noted the spreading flush of pink to her face though it was clear she was not really fully enticed just yet. But he could work on that given time. He took a small step just a bit closer, his eyes still wandering her lush hourglass figure and with that gaze his own impressive bulge continued to slowly swell and throb even though it so far seemed unnoticed, and he leaned closer so that he could speak softly in that same deep, smooth, and oh so enticing voice, Why would you be looking for him? I mean if even half the stories about his appetites are true I can only imagine he would be trying for one thing. He let the implication of what that likely meant given the rumors even as his breath danced across her ear and neck and he slowly began to stand fully again. He wanted to see if she leaned in or moved closer enjoying that teasing breath or if it would take a bit more to relax and entice her. It was always best to gauge just how much lust and desire they suppressed so he would know if he needed to build up and stoke fires or if he simply had to get them to cut loose. Though her attire suggested she might know the rumors all to well how new she seemed to be to that attire made him think it was not just rabid lust for a rumored stud who could ravish her for the entirety of the night. This of course made him wonder exactly why she was seeking him out in the first place. He watched her to gauge her reaction even as he spoke once more in that deep alluring tone, Shall I show you to the upper rooms then? After all the Owner is not exactly known for being down here... can't very well seduce women like those stories say he does and then all the rest outside of those private rooms.
Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

Her mouth went slightly agape. What was he alluding to? The thought was making her cheeks throb brightly. Cynthia, it would seem, was not aware of her own good looks and did not see why anyone would want to flirt with her. She could only venture a guess at what he was after this was how it went in the movies, didnt it? Though she could have been taking that context wrong. Perhaps all he wanted was to help her out with her project. I suppose I can go with you to the upper levels. If you say he isnt down here then what choice do I have? Slowly she stood, making sure that she did not wobble excessively. What she didnt need was to careen into the nice fellow who had decided to help her or give him any ideas. If he was trying to get up her skirt, which she doubted, then she would of course rebuke anything of the sort. This was for business only. If you could please lead the way through the crowd.
Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

Janus smirked at her response but made sure he had turned to lead the way before doing so just to ensure she did not see it. Could she actually be that naive. Did she really not know the rumors about him that seemed to draw so many women? Then again she did not seem to realize who she was talking to so perhaps she had only heard the more open rumors about the enigmatic nature of him not appearing during the day or the like. Either way she had given him the opening he would need and there was of course ample top shelf booze to help 'relax' her if that was the issue. But time would of course tell since unlike so many of his kin he viewed their 'natural gifts' so to much of an assist in such a hunt and even before he became as he was he clearly had been quite blessed with the tools needed to bed women from that deep and enticing voice to a body out of female fantasy. Such were his thoughts as he lead her through the main rooms and halls, as before people seemed to part before him without even realizing it... as if he simply possessed some commanding presence due to his size and charisma. He lead her around to the back halls and elevators where the crowds were far thinner and then towards the elevators proper as he finally paused after pressing the button and turned abruptly. She would of course be at quite the high risk to run right into the towering wall of muscle that was his frame and that was no accident as he spoke once more in those deep and oh so enticing tones, Do you mean you have not heard about the owner of this place? They say that female guests do not leave till sunrise and always with a smile... the women in fact spread rumors of him ravishing them more than anyone else. If the stories are true that is. He watched to gauge her response as they waited for the elevator that would take them to the second floor. He was thinking he would take her to the private soundproofed lounge that linked to his office. She was clearly not ready to see the penthouse on the roof. Which reminded him that he had to order some of the special UV filtering double pains for one of his clients... they would not stop asking after visiting said penthouse and he simply had to get them to shut up.
Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

This appalled her. It wasnt that she was afraid of sex she had heard the rumors of women returning from the club exhausted but thrilled but did not link it to any indecent activity. All she knew was that the owner of the club was very secretive and she wanted to know the reason as to why, as he avoided all interviews. A frown tugged at the corners of her mouth as she was practically pressed against the large form of the man. She was small compared to him. One of his arms could easily equal the size of her waist. I have heard he declines interviews and is very secretive. I tend to ignore rumors that seem ridiculous. She replied back as she shifted her body. Her frame could not help but rub against his in the cramped space and beneath her breath she swore. In the elevator light it became apparent how very pale her skin was almost the color of fresh cream. It was true that she did not go outside often without layers of sunblock on. Her skin burnt easily and she was mortified of skin cancer her grandmother had developed it and died. That was not a way that she wanted to go. In the light her eyes also sprang to life. Inside the deep pools of blue were specks and streaks of indigo and lavender. How many more levels do we have to go?