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Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Mikan's fur puffed up again as his ears lay to his head. He knew this voice. It wasn't a pleasant reminder either. Coming right up... Mistress...which would you prefer. Winry smiled, her tail waved a little. She missed her friend. It was good to hear his voice again. Good choice... She chuckled. I was wondering when I got the pleasure to meet you my King. She turned her attention to Mikan.Johnny Walker Blue label. Black is for when I am trying to hide something... no alley-cat this is a celebratory drink. I get to have a run at one of my favorite gods. Mmm I can't wait. She rested her hand on Slake's leg. Right away Mistress... Mikan carefully picked up her glass, cleaned the table where they were sitting and got out two clean glasses and two new cupholders. Mikan tried to avoid all eye contact with Slake as he prepped the man's drink. Johnny Walker Black label was poured over two rectangular ice cubs and placed on a brown cup holder and slid to Slake with both paws. Your drink...Slake. The blue label however was on the top shelf and Mikan needed a step ladder to get to it. Seduction never drank blue label unless she was in a joyous mood or when she was with her sister. Mikan carefully pulled the bottle and placed the step ladder back under the bar. The blue label was poured slower than the black label and it was poured over three cubes of ice. Mikan placed the glass on a black coaster and slid to Winry with both paws. Well...Slake... you're in luck. The Mistress rarely enjoys the blue label Johnny Walker. You must be special . He sneered. Now, now alley-cat... no need to be jealous . She purred at him. I received a request and I must fulfill it to my utmost duties . She winked at Slake. Mikan rolled his eyes at the man. The orange cat was always envious of patrons that caught Winry's attention simply because he could not. She was always correcting him, scolding him, or belittling him. With drink in hand she raised her glass to Slake. Cheers, huh? To a new business deal that will be beneficial to the both of us. She smirked as she took a sip. Her face winced. It's been a while since I've had Johnny Walker Blue Label. Still not used to the flavor. As you can see the bottle was just opened. She said pointing to the bottle. And..don't worry about Mikan, he gets very jealous... it's only because he can't have me. But he knows I don't mix business with pleasure.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead You don't mix business with pleasure, his mouth agape as he heard her words, Well, alright. I don't know what you think is pleasure and what isn't, but ok. He looked over at Mikan, a peek more like, and shook his head. Slake didn't care too much about Mikan's attitude as long as the anthro didn't try to strong arm him. Without any other thought, he was forced to look at the darkened alcholic beverage and smell its deep scent. He had to admit, it certainly had a class of its own and Slake had quite the experience with liquor. Not one to shy away, he simply grabbed the drink and hoisted it, throwing the contents down his throat. God, it burned so good. He could feel the drink crawl down him, the deep taste hitting his consciousness like a truck. A white light hit him hard, blinding him for a moment before he realized what was happening. A tear formed down his jaw, all the way to his shoulder in a diagonal rip. Teeth formed and as he breathed, the newly formed mouth breathed out l. Slake shook himself out of his stupor to will it away. The edges of his body sewed itself back as the Dark God spoke. Delicious as always. Just as delicious as your words little demon. Glad you like it, he said, handing the glass back to the bartender. Ignoring Yul'Turon's comment on Winry's words, he handed a bill to the man, a hundred dollar bill to be exact, Buy yourself something nice. With attention back on Winry, or mistress or whatever, he looked at her only then noticing her hand on his lap. Her touch was more soothing than he thought, but nevertheless, he looked at her intently, trying to speak his mind as softly as he could. So, to start off, I want to find the easiest target. He's not too hard to find . . . But i want it quiet. He's a talker, but if you fuck up, he'll keep talking. The name is Rat and he looks like a kid, doesn't like to wear pants. He's a glutton demon and, yea, he's skinny. Think you can find him?
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Delicious as always. Just as delicious as your words little demon. The words echoed in her head. Almost bringing Winry to an orgasm. He had complimented her. It was as if a celebrity shouted out your name on social media. Winry bit her lip holding back her urges. But of course, Slake had to bring her back to reality with his demeanor. But alas Slake wasn't a bad looking guy and her mind quickly went to his size. Well. She began as she looked at Mikan. Mikan knew what she was going to say. Rat was no friend to Mikan and as soon as Slake said the name the cat hissed quietly. Seduction cleared her throat and began again. Actually Mikan can tell you that when he comes back with my tablet. Winry picked up her glass and sipped on her drink taking in small gulps at first. She didn't want the liquor to go that fast. This was a good bottle recently opened and aged to perfection. Would you like to try the blue label...Inn--Slake? She teased. A smile crept on her face. She was bold one would admit. But Winry had an eye for men... she had a lust for power and the two combined make her panties wet. Winry smiled at him as she removed her hand and brushed against his back with her spade-like tail. Now the question here is... what will you do after you've found each of these men? I don't want ties back to me. Not good for business. She waved her finger at him. I run a discreet operation here... everything is by the books. Seduction looked around. I don't like looking for loopholes now... but sometimes its imperative to get out of situations. The ice clanked in her glass as she put it back on the coaster. She crossed her legs left over right as her tail rested on her lap. This must be a really bad look. She said eyeing her drink and him. The Owner is an alcoholic and the bartender is a crack-head. She lowered her head and chuckled. She was feeling the drink now.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Winry writhed in front of him, a star struck fan listening in as the celebrity toyed and whispered. The way she moved had him blushing, but a cough later she was back to normal. Their knowledge of Rat wasn't surprising Rat was not the type to be outright subtle despite his secrecy. No doubt an information broker would have some lead on him and if they were any good, they'd know that he was going to search for Rat himself. He went deaf for just a split second before she mentioned the blue label. When he realized what she said, he turned and faced her just as she called him Slake . . . and not innocent. Huh, he said, looking between the bottle and the succubus, Well . . . I guess I could try a swig, since you asked so nicely. A simple taste was what he wanted and he got what he asked for. Pulling the bottle over to him, he poured himself a drink before he raised it to her, promptly taking a sip before waiting and sipping the rest down. There was something light-hearted in this drink, different from the black label that burned his throat. The aftertaste was almost sweet, and her tail soon brushed against his back. A smile came, familiarity with this taste. He had never gotten to try Johnny Walker, but for whatever reason he could see himself back before everything went to hell. So much so that he naturally reached for her tail and brushed it against his fingers. Feels nice . . . thank you. Nevertheless, business needed to be done so with the drink finished, he set aside her tail and his glass, flipping it over to signify his completed status. He would not be having any more as he answered her words with his own. I'm going to kill them once you've gotten me the information . . . and don't feel too bad about yourselves. We all have our ways to cope and mine happens to be hunting . . . hunting Rats tonight at least. What of payment? Slake frowned, Yea, about that-
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Mikan shortly came back with the tablet. He handed it to Seduction while refilling her glass. Here you are Mistress. He said sliding the tablet to her. Mikan then took the napkin that was between both Seduction and Slake and with pen in hand scribbled something down. He slid it quietly to Slake. This is the last known address for Rat. Listen... you ain't here this from me... Mikan began but Seduction stopped him. Slake... this will probably be your easiest yet. However remember Slake...there's a reason he's called Rat . She said fiddling with the glass. Winry quickly changed the subject. She didn't want listening ears to pry nor did she want to know what was on the napkin. The less she knew the better. Mikan can have this one. Even information brokers had their limits. I'm glad you have respect for the drink. She commented remembering what he said about her Blue Label. Winry touched the man's hand gently. You have a dangerous job ahead of you Innocent. Don't go killing yourself on the count of revenge. It's a dish served cold... not dead! She commented. Winry was seemingly concerned about the poor boy. Her cold demeanor changed once she heard what he was about to do. It wasn't even that she heard the entire plan. But her job was always messy. Seduction rested her hand on his shoulder. Just be careful. Don't want you dying before I get to taste you. She cooed at him. She then remembered the question Yul asked. She caressed Slake's hand. Payment... Cash...and for the keeping our contact lively, well I'll think of something. She mused.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Back at the bar Winry finally finished her drink. Mikan came to her with a reluctant smile. Well, at least nothing is broken. This time... Knuckles chimed in. She had just went on break and was sitting adjacent to Winry. Mikan, ignoring what the bouncer said directed his attention to Winry however, before he could speak she did. ...Yes... and he'll be back. He's got a few more names to cross of his list. Besides he's not the type to keep a lady waiting. Winry chuckled. Trouble as always... Mikan sneered. But... that's what Mistress likes... Men who have a purpose... And Gods who like power. Here, here Winry commented.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Slake kicked up snow as he ducked and dove under Rat's strikes. With Rat's small stature, he had been quick to the point of . . . ridiculousness. Slake had far too many instances where Rat's hand sliced a little too close to him, but all missed to hit either air or the occasional tree. Despite being known as a Rat . . . Rat's hand looked to have the tendency to break whole trees like twigs. That coupled with Rat's speed, seemed to give him an early edge as Slake disappeared and reappeared some ways off. Always moving, aren't you. Rat tilted his head, unsure of what Slake was saying, What is . . . wrong? Did you not want to fight? Slake shrugged, A bit . . . but I'll get you talking one way or another. We did what we did for the proper reasons. I doubt you need answers. You should have left us in peac- Suddenly, Slake's hand punched through a vortex of energy, piercing the veil of reality as it slammed into Rat's stomach. He flew off, hitting a tree while Slake pulled his arm back. He was utterly furious. You'll have peace . . . one way or another, you little shit. You know of me . . . You know me to be the God of Hunger. When I first met him . .. he had no name and yet, he heard of what I was. We talked, we discussed, and in the end, he wanted to name himself after me . . . he named himself Slake . . . to slake his thirst . . . his hunger. He paused again, mulling over old memories that the God had experienced fractions of a time. Of course, for him, this fraction of a time was . .. different . . . important. He had perspective after all. He is not like any other creature. He respects me and annoys me. He talks with me, but acknowledges me. He hates and he loves . . . he is . . . Slake panted hard wiping away the quickly drying sweat and blood as he marched over towards Rat. The emotionless creature could do nothing but looked up at the sky, limbs severed and bleeding out as stumps as he watched with an ever weakening gaze. Once Slake stood over Rat, he dragged Rat up by the neck before looking into his eyes. We had a good thing going, Rat. he wanted to ask more, but the statement was all that was there. Nevertheless, Rat seemed to hear the question, even if it went soft on Slake's tongue. Had . . . Mr. Slake. You're a danger to all of us. Those were the last words Rat spoke of before Slake tore out his heart.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead They clanged glasses. Winry's mind wandered on what Yult said. Do you know why they call him Slake? Winry cleared her mind and then spoke. He asked me something before he left. He asked did I know why he was called Slake . Mikan chimed in. Before Winry could finish trying to get her mind off of the subject. Probably something to do with a show he watched.... Mikan huffed, moving towards Winry's glass to refill it. Winry was never one to sit still when she had a empty glass so Mikan refilled it a peace offering and to make sure that she stayed put. If that Slake character was to show face again he wanted Seduction in clear eyes view. No... it must be something that he wants Mistress to know. Knuckles elaborated. Something brought those two here... and it's not because Mistress is talented. Knuckled half smiled at Seduction. What do you think he's up too Mistress? Mikan asked. Winry took her glass and eyed them both. The liquid was just as vast as her questions she had for them both. It is not our place to ask... She said taking a sip of her beverage. All we can do is give them what they ask for. Besides... there's a reason he's called Slake... and I'm sure he will tell me when he gets back... She chuckled.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead A day passed before Slake came back to the ever so sensual den made by Winry Seduction and that day happened to be the longest day yet. Only hours ago had he tried to wash out the scent of blood off his hands, but the more he scrubbed, the more he realized that the scent had not been on the body nor on his clothes. The scent had stained his mind, nay, his soul. It shouldn't have been too hard. Rat hadn't been something other than a murderer he wasn't some saint or someone with a family behind closed doors. In fact, one could have said that Rat was . . . a creature, a thing . . . but that was for other people to see. It may have been however long it was . . . but Rat hadn't changed in Slake's eyes. To Slake, Rat was still the creature that yearned to know what it meant to live. Looking back at his clothes, he saw the blackened sludge of what remained. Rat hadn't learned how to live . . . and he would never learn to live anymore. With the suit ruined, Slake simply found it necessary to build a different outfit, one less . .. expensive in taste. Cultist robes were easy to make from the void in which the great Yul'Turon lay, but underneath, he had to improvise with a set of normal clothes. A black t-shirt, a pair of shorts, and a pair of running shoes would help keep him comfortable. Given his mood, the overwhelming amount of black was great and the only bits of purple were on his back, blaring with the symbol of Yul'Turon. With his garbs as conspicuous as could be, he simply dropped himself off via portal, the darkness of the void ripping through like a mouth opening to release a particularly disgusting piece of meat. Looking over to Mikan, he walked up to the bar before sitting on a bar stool. I need a drink . . . something light . . . fruity.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Mikan's tail puffed up and he dropped a glass eyeing Slake. His ears flattened to his head as he hissed at Slake. What the shit man!? Mikan said looking at the mess he made. Winry was coming from the back of the club after setting one of her employers straight. She headed over to the bar area. That's coming out of your pay dammit! She scolded Mikan. The orange cat stomped his foot as he went and got the broom to clean up the mess. You should be yelling at his ass... come ON! I'd been doing fine till--- Winry gave him the look as she walked over to Slake and caressed his back. See I told you our guest would be back. Besides... I still need my payment. Plus an advance on this one... She cooed at him. Mikan was sweeping up the mess, occasionally looking from Winry to Slake but keeping an eye on his Mistress. Move Kitty I got this. Knuckles chimed in. Getting behind the bar. Mistress... you don't mind right... Mikan is gonna take all day with your drinks. She said cheerfully. I don't mind Knuckles... you have bar experience Mikan trained you after-all. Seduction knew what Knuckles was up to. She was always being nosy. Mikan was always being overprotective. Knuckles started out with Smirnoff, some lemon, peach snapps and orange juice. Twirling the bottle with the left and spinning the glass with the right she put on a little show for her guests. Just make the damn drink Red! Mikan hissed. Knuckles sighed and finished making the drink topping it with a orange slice. I call it Sunset. Has a fruity taste of red berry and oranges to remind you of the sunset. She said cheerfully. Sure you ain't do it cause its red...like you? Not everyone wants someones attention Calico. Mikan shuffled himself as he went to put the broom and trash away. Knuckles slid his drink on the coaster with both hands to him. Hope ya like it. She gave him a thumbs up.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead He took the glass from Knuckles gently, raising the glass to his nose to smell juices all mixed with the Smirnoff. Needless to say, he was quite happy with the result. Thanks, he said with a smile. Pulling the orange slice off, he stuck it in his mouth, suckling it dry before he pulled the peel off while he kept the juicy fleshy bits inside. As his jaw tore into the pulp, juices oozing onto his tongue and down his throat, Slake looked over to Mikan and Knuckles and smiled. A bit of noise, teasing here and there and he would have felt right at home. Nice, he commented, You guys are like a family, you know? They probably did know, but he still liked the comment nevertheless. Mikan was the annoying little brother that had to prove himself, Knuckles was the older sister that didn't care and Winry . . . well, Winry was the mother that held it all together. Imagine that, a succubus trying to hold a family. He took the drink and immediately went for a sip, tasting the fruit juices burn down with the vodka. It was a good drink, the type to take slow and steady while hard enough to send him a little bit off. Alcohol, unfortunately, always did take a while for him to hold down. It was why he liked the taste of a drink better than the feel of it. With that being said, Slake soon began swirling the ice within the drink, keeping himself occupied with himself. So how do I pay? Slake asked as he turned to Winry. Is it what I think it's going to be? Succubi were very . . . straight-forward with their wants and desires. Granted, he hadn't met very many, but those that he did meet either wanted to fuck him or fuck him over. Winry was the first to not be on the opposite end of an open mouth. Thank you for the drink by the way, he said as he looked back at her cases of Johnny Walker, It was very . . . interesting.
Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Knuckles smiled. She was happy that he liked her drink so much. Mikan was indeed a bit jealous and Winry picked up on it as her red eyes flashed at him and she licked her lips. Now Mikan... don't do that... you know I feed on sins. You are making me want yours. Your Envy is so strong its damn near intoxicating. Winry turned her attention on Slake. Well first of course is cash.... up front. For the delivery of information. The first one was giving willingly to prove to you both that I am more than capable of finding anyone, anywhere and any time. Of course we can negotiate the price...set around maybe 300 a head a cheap price for you...I have a legit business to run by the books and all. And... second... She caressed the small of his back with her tail. I am a Succubi... yes I feed on sins. You do have a lot as well... but someone in particular has Wrath. A Wrath so so strong--- Her nipples were hard by just the thought. Mistress... you are tempting evils that you know nothing about! What happens when he kills you... ? Mikan said concerned. Knuckles now chiming in on the conversation shook her head no. Mikan... he did say we were like a family... and ...well Slake doesn't look like the type to break up a family...right? She said with concern. I'm not talking about Slake... Mikan said side-eyeing the man. And I'm pretty sure that Seduction ain't talking about Slake either! She wants to stick her claws into that Void of Darkness and try to sleep with a Lucifer all her own! Mikan said referring to Yultron. Knuckles folded her arms and looked from Slake to Winry. Seduction interrupted them before either could speak. Mikan would be punished later for calling Seduction by her name and not Mistress. Ahem... well... let's just say that I do want a two for one deal... it'll be my first threesome... in a sense. She blushed.