Thread: Kings of the City (Alvis Alendran & In-Doubt)

Half now, half when we get our products. A man stood, arms crossed. His eyes were a dark brown, almost black, his skin was pale and his hair jet black. His name was Jack and he was the boss of the Bloodfang Gang. The person he was talking to was his supplier. The Bloodfang Gang were known for their dealings in drugs, not just any drug, pixie. Pixie was a new form of drug, made by people who had access to magic. This drug caused the user to hallucinate their wildest dreams, if you had always dreamed of flying you could with pixie, if you had always dreamed of having a family, you could with pixie. The only downfall was the user was not in control of their actions outside of the hallucination, which sometimes resulted in the user dying or accidentally causing harm to others. If the user overdosed, they would be stuck in a coma for who knows how long. Of course, that was the pure pixie. The Bloodfang Gang, or rather, Jack, wanted more profit, so he put different chemicals into the drug to dilute the purity and give him more supply for cheaper. This in itself was dangerous, there were many side affects like loss of sight, vomit, dehydration, and many more that ultimately affected the user's lives after sometime. They weren't always immediate, some chemicals would sit inside the users for days, weeks and months and slowly eat away at their health. It was safe to say, pixie was illegal. But still, Jack didn't care about the people he sold to, he only cared about their money. Who got the money for Jack? Well, that was where Cassie came in. Cassie was an attractive girl, she had been raised in a family of four, her mother, father and her brother. Her father had been part of the Bloodfang Gang when he was younger, in fact he was the one that introduced Cassie to Jack. He himself had left the gang a few years after the birth of Cassie, but Jack had something Cassie wanted, information. Just by looking at Cassie you could tell there was something different about her. She looked human, her skin was a lovely tan, her height quite normal for a girl at 5'7 ft, and her features very human-like. However, the oddities came when she let her hair down, literally. Her beautiful dark blue hair, which she always told people she dyed, was as light as a feather. Everytime the wind would blow or there was a slight breeze, her hair would pick up and wave around, it annoyed her enough to always wear her hair in a bun. Her eyes were green, but they were a bright green compared to her fathers and almost looked like they sparkled. She wasn't convinced that she was pure human, but her parents denied that they had any supernatural beings in their hereditary. So that left her asking questions and trying to find out information on what exactly she was. This was where Jack came in, he had money. People with money could get information on basically anything. She lent Jack her power to control people's emotions, even if it was weak it seemed to work on most situations. In return he would bring her on meetings, give her information that he thought she might be interested in. But that hadn't got her very far at all, it was mostly useless information about elves, goblins and orcs. She was certain none of those races were mixed in with her DNA. So once again, Cassie had come along with Jack to one of his meetings with his supplier. There wasn't much arguing, Cassie always made sure of that. But there wasn't anything of worth to Cassie either. The meeting was over with quite fast and Jack allowed Cassie to leave for the day, as he would have more to do without her. It was still quite early in the day, but she wanted to gather some information, if she could. The best way to do that was to ask stupid drunks with loose tongues. Which brought her to a bar she happened to be passing. She hadn't been there before, but it looked beautiful. She could tell it wasn't just a bar, it was a work of art, most likely created by dwarves. Cassie took a seat at the bar and as she ordered her first drink, someone sat beside her. Hey Beautiful, can I get you a drink? He was well built, muscular and tattooed on every limb. To a normal girl, he would have been attractive, but to Cassie he was just a bother. Flashing a smile she shook her head. No thank you, I just ordered. While her power was useful in many situations, controlling drunk's was quite difficult. They weren't in the right state of mind and their emotions were usually all over the place, even if she wanted to calm them they would always find a way to continue their harassment. Cassie found herself either using more of her power, or asking someone to step in and help her. In this world, you had to be careful where you used your power and how much you used. Cassie had experimented with her power, but could never see how far she could go with it. As her drink arrived two more men joined her, one close behind her with his hands resting on her shoulder, as if she were a support. She could smell the booze on their breath, it was disgusting. Come on baby, let us get you a couple of drinks and then we could have some more fun. Cassie took a sip from her drink. Sorry guys, I'm actually waiting for my boyfriend. It was a simple tactic she used, and usually if the men weren't too far gone, it would work and make the men disperse. However, these men didn't budge. Even as she emitted some calming waves, they still stuck to her like glue. Boyfriend? That's okay, we won't tell him. The man behind her started moving his hands down her shoulders and to her waist. Cassie growled. Don't touch me. Her usual calming waves weren't doing anything, the curse of the drunk. Let's go to mine, we can continue this party there. The men laughed, but it only made Cassie more angry.