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Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

If I let you go, it would be under my watch, Alex stated as he walked back into the shadow. Since you seam to like to make deals, I have a deal for you. Entertain the dirt bag for a night and I can garuntee you that you will find evidence you are looking for. You see, you may not have info on him but I have a file of all of his case load, Alex leaned back towards the detective, but careful not to show his face to reveal he was the dirt bag in question. Wouldn't it be nice, you brought down one of the biggest pains in the side, and all it would cost you is one night of wild lust. Hell, I'll throw in the only evidence of tonight in as well and say I never saw you. So, sleep with him, you pratticly have him in cuffs in the morning. But only if you sleep with him, deal?
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Natasha's eyes narrowed. I- I am not sleeping with him. she spat. And how would I know anyway that he wouldn't already know who I was? She folded her arms across her chest. Still. She would be seducing and bringing down a huge thorn in the stations side. She didn't have to tell anyone how she did it, and no one was going to believe a crooks word over hers. It was a huge temptation. Possibly even a promotion if he was brought down. She bit her lip, worrying.
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Alex walked around in the shadow. You have no garuntee he won't know its you, he does what I do when we meet someone new. He's at the top of his league, with the exception of me, for data collecting. Unless I tell him you are someone else and I cover your tracks for yah. Alex shook his head, he was loving this game by the minute and the tape would help out in leverage. Like I said, I want him cut down and I need someone to bring him down. For us, its a win win, for him, well, he may end up singing opera in federal lock up if you understand what I am saying. He walked back to the front, not exposing who he was, and stated, don't forget, I am the one with the tape. Don't take the deal, and by the time you get to the impound lot for your car, you will be out of the job. Domna? The last part was chinese which translated to, 'do you understand clearly?' So, you can have a quick moment of thought but in the next few minutes, do you walk out of here with a promotion, or with you looking for a new job and being disgraced from all forms of law enforcment. And last I checked, I am pretty persuasive when it comes to law enforcment and their jobs. Tick tock, was all that went through Alex's head when he finished. He wouldn't give her long, knowing that she was the type to cave in on certain things if to much pressure was placed. Tick tock detective. Your minute of thought starts now.
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

hmm... Natasha frowned, folding her arms over her chest and biting her lip in thought, the possibilities racing in her mind. Possible promotion or definite job lose. Not to mention her entire career. But something so... sleazy.... Her co workers voices played around her head. They all thought she was just a pretty face. That she didn't earn her job like the rest of them. She scowled at the thought. She was a damn good detective. A promotion would convince those sexist asses. No one would know. And it would protect her job, and get a sleeze off the streets and into lockup. How many people would this be helping? And how much would this help her job goals? A-all right.. she said slowly, gulping.
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Alex chuckled when he heard her agree to it. Good. He pressed a button and a tape, of corse a copy of the original, popped out of the TV. He picked it up and waved it infront of her. Heres the tape. Now, I don't know how you want to get yourself dressed up but by nine this evening, he should be home from his latest job. I advise you leave the place then come back around the time he comes around, which is in a bout, Alex looked at his watch, an hour and a half. I'll have impound bring your car back so you can change into an outfit you want to wear. Alex was chuckling like a mad dog. I'll take care of your cover just make sure you are ready for tonight, and don't forget, if he dosen't like something, well, I can't be held resposible if he decides to make you disappear. Domna? Alex pressed a few buttons and the car would be back soon enough and he disappeared into the darkness with the tape. Remember detective, one night with him, one scum bag off the streets. WIn win.
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Natasha fumed, running her hands in her hair. I cant belive this. she muttered, turning to leave and head back to her car, her face as red as her hair. She sped home, kicking her bed when she got in. GAAAH! she let out an aggravated scream as she threw the purse down onto the bed angry. She rummaged around her outfits for this assignment trying to figure out what to seduce her victim with.
Thread: Detective Perils (for Dingo)

Alex watched the detective leave and when he assumed she was a good mile away, he broke out laughing. He never felt so good at his job before that it made him wonder if he should consider going after bigger fish to try against. He did admit not all of them would be the same way but this did give him some courage and pride in his job. He fixed up his hair, put the tape in a brown envelope with a wax seal on it to show it hadn't been opened and waited for the woman to come back. He went to his basement and what seemed normal was a ruse of corse. He walked over to the fridge and opened it, showing a few cans of beer and some frozen meals. However, he pressed a button in the back and a back part of the fridge opened up, showing a multi colored background, each color a vial of some diffrent potion. He grabbed a green one and shook it a bit, glad to see it still unsolidified. He placed the vial in his pocket as he closed the fridge up tight and then went back up stairs. He felt giddy a bit but also, well, he wasn't sure how to explain the other feeling he had. Almost like a mad power rush of some sort or something. Now, as he finished his meal, he waited for the prey to come back to the web.
Thread: Tis' Better... {RP}

Tis' better to have loved and lost to have never loved at all. Amozabel snorted from beneath his hood, one of his wolf ears twitching. He was glad that none of the humans had been watching him at that moment, lest he may have been caught. That phrase. He had always doubted every thought about it. Amozabel used to have a love. She was a beautiful vixen, and was the perfect mate. The two loved each other so much that it was almost tangible. One day while Amozabel had been off working as an Assasin, his lover had been revelaed in public, to humans. They charged her, thinking she was a monster. Amozabel watched the horrible, bloody scene. His lover's body was twisted and mangled as he watched the scene, her fur matted with blood. That image would stain his mind and plague his thoughts forever. Amozabel ducked into an alley, picking up a small package of poison from a crate. It had been dropped there earlier by a friend. He would need it for tonight. Now, Amozabel wasn't a cold blooded killer. He only took jobs against those who has wronged society. He refused any job for personal benefit of the client. He was an Assasin, but he wasn't merciless or ruthless to those who had done no wrong. Amozabel walked along the market road, sighing. His entire body was hidden by his large cloak, from his furred legs to his paws, and even his wolven muzzle. All hidden beneath the shadows of his cloak. No one bothered him, and everyone knew him of a more human name, Mercutio. Well, the select few that knew him anyways. But not even they got to see his face, what he truly was. A wolf.
Thread: Tis' Better... {RP}

Andol walked along through the allays of the city as he had stuck away form where he lived at the castle... the youngest of all the princes... the young man really didn't have much of a future expect to be sent to work as a scholar when his brother aseneded the throne in a few years. It was somthing that made him sad, becuase he really enjoyed living in the castle, but he knew that it was somthing that had to be. He walked along with a sad look on his face as he kept his cloak up so that it would cover over his body, and keep anyone form being able to see him. The young man felt cold and still sad as he looked around hoping that he had might be able to find someone to be a friend to him. He was now getting into a part of town where one could notice that there where some of the strange creatures... the onces that the young man loved so much. He had never really liked to be around his own kind all that much, becuase of the way that that they had treated him, but these creatures had always been nice to him... and where truely his friends. It was as he was walking along though that he suddenly bumped into a cloaked figured and and noticed that the man had a red eye that was staring right back at him, and his face grew pale as he realized... that this was no human he was looking at.
Thread: Tis' Better... {RP}

Amozabel sighed again, lost in thought. Of course, he didn't know he was going to walk straight into Andol. He fell backwards as they collided, Amozabel had been walking a bit fast. Sorry, he muttered. A flash of red, predatory eyes showed as he stood from beneath his hood. Was in a bit of a rush, he said. which he was. Sunset was quickly approaching, and he had a kill to make tonight. Just another stain of sinned blood on his paws that he would lose absolutely no sleep over whatsoever. Didnt mean to run into you. Obviously, he hadnt noticed that the boy had gotten a flash of his eyes.
Thread: Tis' Better... {RP}

Andol had indeed gotten the flash of the larger male's eye and he wasn't really sure what he was supposed to say about it. It had cuaght him off gaurd really, and so he was a little supirsed. Yet he knew that for some reason he wanted to talk to this creature, even if it did affect his life, and maybe somehow got him injuried he still wanted to interact with this creature. So that is what he did as a turned and said to him, Wait a mintue sir... look it was my fault. Please let me apoligize, I would like to be able to buy you a drink at the local tavern if you don't mind. Andol wasn't really sure what he was going to do becuase he didn't drink himself. Yet he guess that he could just drink some water. It would be nicer that way, and he could maybe get to know this creature.
Thread: Tis' Better... {RP}

Amozabel blinked. I'm... I'm not sure... Oh, what the Hell. Even assassins had to have some good drinks every once in awhile. Although he was supposed to be abstaining. He even smiled just a little, but it quickly faded as he realized that the boy didn't know what he was. Oh, great. Well, that's what he thought at least. Sure. I'd love to.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

Like most market places, goods were being bartered for and sold. Unlike most market places, the customers here where all of the out-worldly type. Angels and demons walked down the crowded streets, giving each other stern side glances and not-to-friendly-bumps, but no out right attacking took place. Powerful mortals also filled the streets, walking side by side with creatures from beyond the normal realms. But everyone refrained from lifting a finger against one another, fearing the backlash that would happen. The first rule of this place was NO FIGHTING! It was simply bad for business to have customers blasting holes into the sides of buildings all the time. The second rule of this market, was anything could be bought. ANYTHING. It didn't matter what one's personal tastes were if you came here, you left behind your ideals. Merchants shouted out wears and prices, enticing people to come into their shops, look over their goods and walk away with their hearts desires. Very little cheating, in any form, happened here merchants that cheated customers often found business drying up. Or their heads severed from their bodies. Some called this place hell. Others called it the last truly free land. Most just called it by its name Taimyr, city of the hearts desire. A hearts desire wasn't the reason Jazal was here this day. A different organ of his was looking to be fulfilled. A first class demon, he walked with that smug confidence one could only have after centuries of doing anything you want and never encountering anyone that could stop you. He strolled along the marble streets inlaid with gold a bit, passing by a number of shops before entering the one he wanted his previous play toy had grown too old and weak to be of any use to him, so now he was looking for a new one. And this store happened to supply the best slaves anyone could want. Walking inside, a bell rung, informing everyone, customers, staff and merchandise that new money had just entered the building. He slowly started to look around, his eyes gazing into cages and cells, looking for the perfect slave to buy. for my guy
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

The cage that held her was barely strong enough as she continuously assaulted the bars with ice, making the metal brittle before she attempted to smash into it. Cuts from the shards of ice littered her nude frame and her icy blue eyes glowed with a fierce determination. She would break free of this godsforsaken cage they had put her in. An elemental she was born of ice and therefore endowed with its powers, to use as she wished in her lifetime. She had been princess of Tretart and now look at her, reduced to being sold as a freaking slave to the highest bidder. The attendant in the back yelled at her to shut the hell up and countered her shot of ice with a scorching blaze of fire. One that made her shrink back into her cage to miss it. The attendants hated her she always made their lives hell when they were working in the back. Not to mention she didn't listen when they tried to make her do things. Her submission was true when she was handled properly but when mishandled she was her captor's worst nightmare.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

It was the fighting that brought Jazal towards her cage. He had dealt with disobedient slaves before and wondered if the owners needed help in keeping this one in line. As he came around and saw her sitting nude in her cramped quarters, Jazal knew he had found a rare find indeed. Well well, what a frosty bitch you are. Trying to escape from your cell? Tell me, where would you go? All the owners would have to do is post a reward for your capture and you'd be back here, tied down and raped day and night until your mind was a blank slate. His eyes tried to look at her body, but the bars on her cage made it mostly impossible to get a good view of her. A quickly motion to the attendant to come over to him saw the door of her cage open slowly, followed by an order by the attendant to come out and show off her body for her potential owner. Jazal had to admit to himself, that it would be interesting breaking an elemental of her free will. He wondered if she would be worth the effort, or if he should just keep look. Perhaps he could find a slave for willing to obey his commands, if it meant she was able to leave this place.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

She hissed at the assumptions the demon made before demanding that her cage be opened. Fuck You she snarled to the attendant. There was no way that some fake dominant would order her around. Even the idea made her shudder with disgust. She spat a jet of ice shards through the doorway of the cell, all aimed at the attendant, but leaving the demon alone. She would wait and see if he had potential as a master before warding him off as well. Her eyes glowed with many colors, like sunlight refracting through ice, as she remained in her cage. Even with the gate open there wasn't anywere she go, this the demon was right about, at least at this point in time. But her body was more relaxed now as she awaited to see whether the demon was the next one on her assault list, or if he was the one that could release her from this hellish place.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

Is she part feline too? Jazal asked in a light tone as she hissed at him. The second the ice shards flew towards them, he merely blinked his eyes and her attack turned into melted water, which fell to the ground in a light splash. The attendant, however, had readied a massive energy shield to ward off her attack as well as throw himself backwards for more room. Jazal smiled at the man's inability to fight correctly in a closed space like this he nearly chuckled as the attendant bowed his head and averted his eyes from the both of them. Nice form, but not powerful enough. You also failed to include me in that shot very unwise. I don't know your reasons for why, but they don't matter. If you are going to strike, you must be ready to hit everyone even your allies. Otherwise, you'll just be wasting your shots and thus your energy. Jazal said as he looked into her cage. The fingers on his right hand gave a quick snap to make sure she was paying attention to him and not the attendant. Come out her so I can have a good look at you. If you can speak you will tell me your name. Fail to do either and I'll simply go find someone else. He said, clearly leaving the word 'please' off because she was a slave and thus didn't need to be treated with just courtesies.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

She tilted her head, almost growling as he dissected her attack, though she had to admit he made some good points. Opening her mouth she almost told him to do just that, go ahead and find someone else, but she thought better of that. If he liked her he'd get her out of here. Slowly she rose from her crouch and walked forward from the cage, hair sweeping about her breasts as she walked to where he would be able to see her easily. Gaze was calm as she looked at him, knowing that even a demon could read the emotions of others without difficulty. Her nude frame was relaxed in a lazy, predatory way as she leaned back against the bars of her cage. Princess Kaliskadi. Named after the goddesses of destruction and winter. She spoke loftily as if she didn't have to look up at him to get her point across.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

Former Princess Kaliskadi. The attendant replied with a light sneer, loving the idea of correcting the spoiled girl on her new life. Jazal slowly started to let his eyes linger on her nude body, taking in the sight of her in. With Kaliskadi's back to the bars, Jazal was unable to get a complete view, but from what he could see he enjoyed greatly. Very nice, but your name means nothing to me, and I think you can understand why you are no goddess. Do not expect to be treated like one, or even expect to be treated like a princess. Who ever buys you will treat you like the slave you are now. Jazal said as he moved closer to her, the muscles on his arms tensing a little, his eyes glowing with a red heat. Turn around, spread your legs and bend over a little. I want to see every part of you before I make up my mind. He added before stepping back away from her to talk with the attendant. Bring me a collar and some shackles for her hands and feet. I don't trust her to obey me if I buy her. He whispered to the man in a hushed tone so she wouldn't hear him. The shop keeper nodded, sneered at Kaliskadi once more and then left them in a hurry, seeking out the extra devices the demon had requested.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

She glared at him darkly at he reminded her of how far she had fallen. Yet still she moved her slender frame to obey him, hoping he would get her the hell out of here. Legs spread as her delicate fingers grasped the bars and she bend over, slinking her hips wantonly with a smirk. Playing with him sightly so as not to completely lose her pride. Making it look like she wanted to show off for him. I can be verrry good to you she purred softly as she pulled her body away from the bars suddenly and sauntered up to him, breats moving with her well-balanced stride. Curves easyily displayed by her nudity, though occasionally blurred by the long tresses that graced her tiara. Eyes tilted up in a catlike manner as she looked up to him, reaching out a hand to stroke the demon's chest, wondering what was going to happen as she was being so bold.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

Jazal was a bit surprised when she took the initiative and moved away from the cage to caress his body. His eyes had watched every curve she gave him, enjoying the lght teasing she offered when turned around to show off her assets. One of his hands slid around behind her back, forcing Kaliskadi into his body even more letting her feel the barely contained muscles and wild energies that swirled under his skin. His free hand quickly slid up between her legs and went straight to her pussy. Rather than plunge right inside her, the tips of his red fingers gently ran up and down the outer folds of her sex, spreading the delicate flesh a little more with each pass. You have a lovely body, but I can see in your eyes that you will be a hand full. If you truly want to leave this place and never return, you will have to learn to submit to someones will. If you wish to leave now, with me, then prove how good you can be. Jazal said as his hand continued to play with her pussy. Get down on your knees and take me in your mouth. Unlike some of the others here, I can promise you that I don''t boast about my size it may be too much for your mouth to handle. If you can take it all the way in and swallow every last drop of my seed, then I'll take you away from here. Fail, and you stay in your cage for the next buyer. He added as his hands finally fell away from her body.
Thread: How many ways can a person hurt? (for Forbidden and Friend)

As he jerked her into him she could feel the wilderness beneath his skin. His flaming core meeting her icy one, creating a strange sensation that ran throughout her tiny frame. She had to admit that, as far as looks went, she was getting a good deal here. A gasp broke her chords, and concentration as she felt the heat from his fingers brushing her delicate folds. You judge true..Sir. I will be a handful but my desire to leave will prove your help. Her hips began to rock slightly simultaneously with his fingers until he took them away from her and told her the task she must complete. Her jaw clenched at the thought of servicing him here, where anyone could come and see her but she knew it was the only way to get out. Slowly she lowered herself to her knees before him, taking a moment to pull her long tresses away from her face before freeing his cock to her view. Eyes widening in astonishment. Most who claimed they were big were lying but shit he wasn't. Long fingers wound around his shaft, barely meeting around the member. Tongue flicked out across the tip before she opened her mouth as wide as she could manage to take him into her mouth. The cores of ice that made up her jaw bone became a blessing as she focused on softening them, letting them extend slightly to give herself the tiniest bit of room. His cock filling her mouth she began to bob her head slowly, taking more of his length with each stroke of her head. Finally managing to go all the way down. Holding it a moment before gagging and pulling back. Only to go back down again, her pride and desperate need to get our of here wouldn't allow her to quit without completely finishing her assigned task.