At Loose Ends (invite only)

Tai was still humming softly as he ducked into the alley between two low warehouses. There was currently very little for him to do in Nachton but sightsee, which he had spent most of the day doing. He needed to call on Yuu and check up on her, an uncharacteristically sentimental thing to do. He liked her, although he wasn't sure what the status of their relationship was. He was fairly certain she was going to put one and one together sometime soon, but he wouldn't worry about that for now. There were plenty of ways to deal with it.

Tai pulled a wallet from his pocket and meticulously went through it, gloved hands still dexterous even encased in soft leather. There wasn't anything good in it; in fact, he'd only stolen it to keep in practice. With the transfer of funds into his account a few days prior, he was set for the next few years.

But life was boring without a little something, and the streets of Nachton were as good a place as any to continue the skills he'd learned in Tokyo as a child. Robin Hood he was not... he'd lifted an expensive swiss watch, the wallet, and a woman's ring in the last hour. Neither was worth much but what the hell.

Leaning casually against the side of one of the warehouses, Tai tipped his head back and looked up into the sky, at the stars wan and faded behind the lights of the city. Ignoring the huddled people scattered at the sides of the building beneath boxes and rags and whatever else they could find, he simply stood for a few moments and emptied his mind. He wasn't worried for his safety, not even in this seedy alley. He was no stranger to the dregs of human life; he'd stepped on enough of them on his own climb out of their ranks.

Ellis Duban 18 years ago
Ellis watched the asian man with interested eyes. Fifty feet directly above him, she lounged lazily on the edge of the opposite warehouse he was standing near. She had been hunting, not surprisingly, and was quite hungry when she happened upon him. Picking pockets and being quite the little thief.

Ellis had zeroed in on a rather nonchalant looking gentleman who looked rather similar to her soon to be dearly departed Simon. Sandy dark brown hair...quite the tall drink of water. She was blending with the shadows, an ability she didn't use as often as she should. Treachery was best up front and aggressive, but now in her current situation it was a necessity. Rather repulsed that she had to hide from a town she helped build up, she slid in the shadows. No matter, soon it wouldn't matter.

She hunted her prey with smile, her fangs pulsing. Ellis was a mere few feet from him, using the building lattices, jumping ledge to ledge with her liquid speed when suddenly this asian man bumped into him, seemingly out of no where. She remained in the shadow, now disinterested in the Simon-like man. Her eyes followed the asian man who walked in the opposite direction. He appeared out of no where. A vampire maybe? One she had never seen before, but she had been gone some time. Lifting herself up and over onto the landing of the fire escape she was hanging from, she adjusted the belt of her jacket, tightening it. Her stomach growled.

The game was afoot.

So there he was, an hour or so later, several trinkets and some loose cash heavier. Ellis slithered from her perch on the rooftop ledge and dropped silently behind him. Blending ever so closely, she waited for him to turn. Surprising them was half the fun. Their faces frozen in terror, the smell of urine releasing. Disgusting yet exhilarating at the same time.

She inhaled his scent deeply...waiting.
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
Tai couldn't help but notice the slight rush of air behind him, on what was a relatively still night with no wind. He didn't turn immediately, although that fact made every muscle in his back twitch. Who else would be dropping so silently behind him, save an assassin like himself? He hadn't expected the Yakuza to move so swiftly; in fact, he had rather thought they might leave him be when it became obvious he was not to return to Japan immediately. Things must be going poorly for them in Tokyo if they were dispensing with him so quickly.

He shifted against the wall, using the motion to change his balance to the balls of his feet. He reached up and tugged idly at his collar, that motion orchestrated to draw attention away from his right hand - which now held a slim but wicked double-bladed knife.

In one smooth motion, the whisper of the sleeve of his coat the only sound he made, Tai pivoted on the balls of his feet. His arm rose and thrust, the swivel of his hip and the movement of his leading right foot sending momentum straight down his arm and into his wrist. His grip was backwards on the blade, as he intended to swipe it in a crosswise motion. Expecting a male assailant, he aimed upwards a bit.

To his surprise, as he turned, he found a woman standing there. His knife leaped for her throat rather than her chest. The first realization he made was that this was no Yakuza assassin. The second, as he looked into a pair of cold, glittering green eyes, was that she was no friend either.
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
She was not expecting that.

Nothing about the man hinted to what he was going to do. No triggers, no signs...his heart rate hadn't even changed. So when the blade was an inch from her face, she flinched much to her surprise. The blade knicked her neck, drawing blood.

What...the fuck.

Ellis' hand came up and caught his wrist before it moved another millimeters and with a smile she twisted his arm forward, flinging him with it. She reached up and touched her neck, pulling back bloody fingers. She sucked the tips, cleaning them. The blood sent tingles up her spine, signaling that it was time to throw down.

Ellis instinctively readied herself, bending slightly at the knees, bracing for a return attack. She began to shift back and forth ever so slightly, from one foot to another, as if moving to an unheard rhythm. The worthy were few and far between for Ellis. She hardly got to play with her food but this one...

She egged him on. 'Impressive...but let's see you do that again.' Lifting her hand, Ellis beckoned him with a fanged grin.

((OOC - permission to move/touch tai))
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
Tai suffered a brief moment of extreme surprise when he found himself flying through the air and unceremoniously flipped onto his back, wind knocked out of him. His training was more than enough that he instinctively relaxed and went with the throw, limiting the damage he took... but still, the woman was a beast. She didn't look like she should have been able to do that.

Tai rolled to his feet and crouched, knife disappearing back into the sleeve of his coat. It had been a very long time since anyone had really fought back. His tawny eyes sparkled at the prospect, and when she taunted him he simply grinned, a dry and humorless expression.

Ellis
'Impressive...but let's see you do that again.'


Bitch.

It was then he noticed her teeth. No, her fangs.

What... the fuck.

Taken aback but doing his best to conceal it, he simply stayed in a crouch, refusing to be taunted by her, waiting for her to make the next move.
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
Ellis watched the knife be returned to its hiding place. That probably wasn't the smartest of things to do, but it impressed her even more. If he really wanted to go hand to hand with her, she would be more than happy to oblige.

Standing straight, Ellis straightened her jacket, smoothing out the creases. Folding her hands behind her, she ran her tongue over a fang, flicking the tip of it. She waited a minute, watching the man. Ellis checked her watch.

'Oh come on, don't be a pussy.'

She gave him a smug smile. Slowly she began walking in a half circle around him. Eyeing him up, watching his reaction. Ellis returned to her spot in front of him. Suddenly she moved with sickening speed towards him, then around him, nicking the side of his face with her own knife. Standing again in front of him she put her knife away slowly and then checked her nails with a bored expression.

'Your turn.'
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
Tai liked to think he'd experienced some strange shit in his time, but this just got worse and worse. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that whatever this bitch was on, she had it all over him at that point. He'd barely seen her move, but he straightened in surprise and touched a hand to his cheekbone, bringing it back bloody.

Dropping back down, he shook his head at her continued insults and gave her a smile that was almost apologetic. He had been taught that taunting the enemy and giving in to your opponent's taunting was the sign of an amateur. While he was under no illusions regarding the skill of this woman before him, he still wasn't going to regress and let her goad him into foolishness.

"Who sent you?"

He didn't expect an answer to the question, but perhaps it would distract her momentarily. Tai sidestepped and casually flipped two throwing stars at her before moving forward to where he guessed she'd go to avoid the thrown stars, one leg flying out toward her vulnerable knee.
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
'Who sent...?'

Oh that little shit.

The cool thing about being a vampire, besides all the blood, murder and general mayhem, was how slow humans moved. She wasn't startled by the stars, but by the ridiculousness of it. She never quite understood the whole fascination with martial arts. Over the years either her fangs or a well placed bullet served her well. Yes she had her dual swords but as she got older, she relied on them less and less. In any case, she didn't even bother to move when the stars came flying.


'Oh please.'

With an annoyed look, she watched him side step and attack her or rather where he assumed she'd move to. Instead she reached out and grabbed his foot, yanking on it, lifting and tipping him over and forcing him flat on the ground. She was on him in a flash, knee in his back, right arm twisted back in a rather painful direction. She applied a little pressure, just enough to threaten to dislocate and or break his arm right out of its socket.

Ellis looked down at the stars in her chest and sighed.
'A jacket is ruined.' She plucked one out and tossed it in front of his face on the ground.

'I'm wondering,' Ellis said in a low, purring voice. 'If you're as frisky face down in the dirt like that.'
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
'Next time go straight for the gun,' was the foremost thought on Tai's mind as any attempts at distraction went completely awry. He had considered the firearm excessive and unnecessary and although he had changed his mind over the course of the last half-minute or so, he was still powerless to do anything about it as his attacker grabbed his foot and flipped him face down with another show of insane strength.

She had him well-pinned. Tai, having an innate dislike of anything that constricted his movement, had foused a great deal of his studies on how to break holds and pins... but none of those methods took into account what to do when your attacker was so strong you couldn't even budge her grip. Even the slightest bit would have helped but she was like iron.

Panic set in, much as he tried to fight it off. She could have torn his arm clean off of his body at that moment; Tai was no longer there. He stared at the star as it dropped in front of his face with wide, dilated eyes while a parade of people flashed across his mind, each one of them holding rope, or chains, or handcuffs... whatever their pleasure.

And Tai the child shivered but submitted, trapped in a grown man's body but unaware of the fact.

The woman holding him down said something but it didn't register. Tai had gone rigid but wasn't trying to fight her off. He just kept his eyes locked on the fallen throwing star, seeing it and not seeing it at once.
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
Ellis looked the man over, from his expensive shoes to his shaved bald head. She always liked bald men. Very masculine. She clicked her tongue, eyes narrowing. A bit of his skin was exposed on the arm she had twisted back, the cloth on the sleeve had pulled down a bit. Pulling the other throwing star out of her chest, she used the tip of it to push down the sleeve even further.

She nodded, eyes widening a bit.

'Well that makes sense now, doesn't it? I suppose as a Yakuza, this predicament of yours is a bit...akward.' She chuckled and threw the other star down. His body had stayed tense but was acting as if he had given up or...checked out. Hmm, she thought. Pushing the sleeve all the way up to his biceps revealed his arm was completely tattooed. Leaning back a bit she pulled up the hem of his shirt...more tattoos.

'Boy you're just inked to the eyeballs, aren't you? I wonder,' Ellis eased her knee off his back, but kept his arm twisted behind him. 'What is a full fledged, cool bean Yakuza doing in Nachton?'

Ellis figured, at the very least, this man was interesting. She had met his kind before, but in the last several hundred years lost interest in them. Still, a very fascinating culture, but again she grew tired of the martial arts. He was a handsome fellow as well. Ellis admired the defintion of his arms and the tight packaging of his physique. Yes...he'd do for now.

Ellis leaned in ever so close to Tai's ear and whispered. 'Behave...or I'll break you in half and I do mean that literally.'

She let go of Tai's arm and stood back, waiting.
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
The murmur of a voice in his ear...

*"This one. You'll like this one. He's new, but he's learned quickly."*

The chill touch of fingertips, pushing his sleeve back...

*"Hai... a boy, just as you wanted. Barely touched. Still tight."*

The scrape of nails against his skin as the hem of his shirt lifted...

*"Turn around, boy. Let me see your face. Hai... he'll do."*

And then suddenly he was released and the knee was off his back and his arms were free and this woman... this woman was warning him to behave. She'd recognized him as Yakuza immediately.

Tai rolled onto his back and stood smoothly. His skin was cold and clammy, raised points of skin standing out on his arms and legs. He could feel them beneath his clothing. He felt numb though, as he always did when that happened. It was humiliating but he wouldn't let it show, that weakness of his, not to this stranger. Who the hell was she, anyway?

Wary now, he retrieved his stars, examining them closely and eying the two wounds in her chest... which no longer seemed to be bleeding.

"Wakarimasen..." He shook his head in disbelief, failing to translate anything in his head. "Fukanou desu."
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
He seemed pretty complacent now, Ellis thought. Still, there was a lot of killing bottled up in this tattooed package. Great potential. Ellis smiled.

'My name is Ellis Duban. These,' she bared a fang and touched it with a finger, 'are real. That look of disbelief tells me you understand, but not quite.'

Ellis looked him over again. That was as friendly as she felt like being, so she took that moment to grab the man again and push him painfully to the wall. In a heart beat she ripped his collar back and sank her teeth into his flesh. She suddenly had the hankering for some sushi and she smiled as she drank deeply from him. The blood filled her, making her blood lust tingle inside her. She had never in her life had been reduced to feeding off of animals, much less rats. The experience hardened her, even more than Simon leaving her for dead. Feeding off of the hundreds of disease filled rats did god knows what to her mind, but it sustained her.

Her electrocution brought her to an insane level of blood lust, but it robbed her of her vampire strengths and resilience for a short time. So she slept. The gorging sustained her body for over a month, but as the next month crept by, she could not hold the hunger at bay. Damn rats.

Ellis felt the man go limp and she realized she was draining him. Disengaging she held him up. Did she want to keep him? Sure, why not. She missed having someone at her side and this one...he could be so much more than Simon ever was or could be.

She grabbed his face and moved it towards hers, looking him in the eye.
'That was just so we have a clear understanding of your situation. Now...I could kill you at any time. Any where. But I'm offering you an opportunity of a lifetime...literally.'

He had soft, brown eyes. So handsome. Yes, he'd do.

'What's your name?'
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
Tai was off-balance, figuratively... and then literally, as the woman... Ellis... shoved him back against the wall of the building and drove her fangs into his neck. He was fairly certain something cracked as she slammed him into the side of the building, but whatever pain he might have felt was obscured by an unbelievable, overwhelming desire.

As Ellis' warm mouth pressed against his neck and his blood flowed freely, she became the most desirable woman in the city. Any thoughts Tai might have had about Yuu disappeared even before they formed, and Ellis invaded his mind with startling strength. Even the fear of being held against the wall was overridden by the simple caress of her greedy mouth.

Tai's body responded surprisingly to the contact; physically, it was hidden by his coat but he didn't muchcare of she noticed or not. All that mattered was that she was connected to him at that moment, and he found himself being as greedy as she. He didn't move; didn't so much as lift his arms to embrace her or touch her... she was beyond him, above him, yet all around him and he wanted her to keep going, keep taking.

And then suddenly the world had shifted crazily and he was going slack; the edges of his vision faded to black and back again. She was pulling away and he didn't want her to, but he lacked the ability to voice that sentiment.

Ellis was speaking to him again, so he did his best to listen in. The opportunity of a lifetime... Tai was no fool. Although he didn't know what opportunity she was talking about, in what could only be described as a 'pleasant afterglow' from her bite, he would have agreed to almost anything. Tai simply nodded at her assessment, and the statement that she could kill him. That much was obvious and Tai wasn't delusional... he was far outclassed.

Ellis
'What's your name?'


He gave his surname last, like they did here in the US. He may as well, if he were going to be staying a while. "Taiji Ichiro. Tai."

His mouth didn't want to work. How much blood had she consumed, anyway? And as the rush of pleasure faded slowly, he began to wonder how this was all possible... but cold hard fact was staring him in the face and Tai was an opportunist. It made no sense to disbelieve what was right there in front of him. He could only go along for the ride.
Ellis Duban 18 years ago
Ellis wiped a delicate hand across her mouth, cleaning Tai's blood off. She licked the rest off of her lips.

'Well then.' She put her arm around his shoulder and pulled him off the wall, supporting him as they walked out of the alleyway. 'Why don't you tell me why you're in Nachton? Business or pleasure?'

They made their way out to the main strip, the midnight hour quickly coming upon them. The cold winter breeze kicked up a spray of water and Ellis felt it touch her face. She let go of Tai for a moment while she pulled out a compact and fixed her lipstick, reapplying it. Satisfied with the clean up, she encircled her arm with his and whispered into his ear.


'Let's go back to your place and discuss your future, Tai.'

The wind whipped around them, fluttering the hem of her short trench coat. Ellis was actually excited. A new companion, no ties to a clan she had to pretend to care about. It was glorious. She was going to enjoy her new career as a rogue clanless vampire, especially when everyone else found out she was still alive. She giggled to herself and sighed.

Ellis was free to plan her war path against the Elders and Simon. Good times.
Ichiro Taiji 18 years ago
The ground had just begun to consider staying still when Tai found himself pulled away from the wall. Everything lurched all over again and he was forced to lean heavily on Ellis or collapse altogether. Whatever had cracked... or popped out of place, as the case seemed to be, popped back in place as he was damn near hauled off the wall.

Staggering alongside Ellis, he did his best to answer her questions. All at the same he was irritated at appearing weak but intrigued at this new development. He'd lost a lot of his edge, mentally and physically, and he found himself easily explaining his purpose in nachton to her... or as easily as he could given the circumstances.

"Business... I'm a freelance assassin. But my job is finished; just lying low at the moment."

It was sketchy but it was about all he was able to get out... he wasn't about to tell her everything after all, and with some conscious and stubborn part of him brain he avoided all mention of Yuu, or the ball, or anything else. Something about magicians and secrets.

Tai weaved unsteadily on his feet as Ellis paused to fix her lipstick, of all things, and was just a muscle twitch shy of falling over when she linked her arm back with his. His place? He raised his brows at her and then gave a nod, regretting the motion almost immediately.

But her allure was undeniable and the strange hazy remembrance of the bite he'd received was a tantalizing lure toward more of the same...

Tai's lips drew up into his usual cool, urbane smile.

"My place it is."

((ooc: Tai and Ellis out to the Piazza))