The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Andol and MmeUisge)
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				Title: <strong>The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Andol and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 05:46:55</strong>
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				“It smells dead Charlie boy… are you taking me into a morgue? Is this how you treat your dates, by sneaking them into morgues? Why I am flattered you remembered.” A sarcastic voice and the faked feminine laugh that followed were directed as a subtle tease at the young man leaning a lamp pool and staring up at the flashing neon signs above him. Ignoring the constant poking of his companion on his shoulder until he found his view blocked by the face of the creature as it pushed up on the brim of the black hat it was wearing to cover its cat ears. Pitou had decided to go for a bit more of a feminine look for this occasion, wearing a tight black tee shirt with a black leather jacket that in the dark make his slight bust look a bit bigger. On its hands it wore a pair of elbow length fuchsia gloves, to hide its claws and oddly shaped elbows, while he wore leather boots of similar height to try and get the same effect. Resting its hands on Charles shoulders, the demon slowly leaned forward letting its arms slip down over the male’s shoulder, the creature began to twirl a single digit in the male’s hair as their foreheads touched. Pitou dark sunglasses slipped down its nose to allow Charles to look into its red eyes before placing gloved hand on the small of the human’s back and suddenly pulled him forward into a kiss. Just as quickly letting the human go to while covering his mouth and laughing, “Oh how thoughtful. Please do tell… what was the cause of death this time? No wait don’t tell… I want to guess, though I have to admit smells rather odd for the dead.” <br><br>A smirk had spread across the human’s face as he watched his beloved friend snatch at the dust that was revealed in the light. One minute it seemed Pitou was charmer, and the next… well… playing around just like a kitten. Walking forward Charles gently tapped his friend on the top of his hat, “We need to get moving, Lilith said our meeting was important and there is no reason to keep this person waiting.” Pitou return to its master’s side with the biggest grin, and held out a curled arm, “Well then by all mean, I think my master could use a ‘proper lady’ to escort him into this den of thieves. I have always wanted to see just how long it would take the human male’s hormonal level to be attracted to womanly features. A strip club is not exactly the best place for this experiment to warrant any useful data, I believe any males who pay attention to me over the dancers can be called a success.” Leaning over Pitou kissed the top of Charles head affectionately and the two walked arm in arm up to the front entrance of the place. Noticing a man standing out front Charles reached into his pocket and pulled out a black ticket with red lettering on the side saying, ‘V.I.P’. Pitou laughed at the way in which the man seemed to stiffen nervously,<br><br>“Something has him scared Charles, I can smell it on him. Adrenaline levels spiked for a moment as the heart started to pump faster, and his pupils dilated slightly. Very interesting… I wonder if it was us or this ‘Vendom Theater’ that he is true scared of?” As the man opened the door and let Charles and Pipou inside, the young man waved away the server who offer to take his cane and hat as he looked over his shoulder to respond, “Well I doubt that it is the club itself Pitou, but I will admit there is a certain strangeness about it. I am also not foolish enough to think that anyone Lilith approached or was approached by was a normal person if they wanted to meet me here, either that or Raef’s actions have finally caught up with us. Whatever the cause… I think that we should be careful.” The reaction to the human’s words was almost instant by his companion who froze in step and stiffened. Slipping an arm around Charles waist the demon pulled him close in a possessive hold. The dark pink leather coated fingers laced with those of Charles pale hand and as Pitou curled their intertwined hand’s around to rest over the male heart, “If any of them lays for moment steps near you I shall burn this place to the ground and slowly cut them all open and feed on their living, screaming, bodies…” <br><br>The demon’s half whispered words echoed with such killing intent, as did his various presence that Charles noticed strangely some of the costumers stopped what they were doing to look around. Like a pack of gazelle that had potentially smelled a predator on the wind. He could also see the red glow of Pitou’s eyes getting brighter, and the young man chuckled slightly as he nuzzled Pitou’s arm and planted a soft kiss, “That is so sweet of you, but do calm down Pitou dear, I think you are scaring the animals.” The calming effect on his guardian was instant as he laughed ominously, “Indeed… food… animals… experiments… samples.” A progression in thought process from the most basic, to a higher functioning one, it was Pitou’s mantra that he used to calm himself whenever he needed to relax his anger allowing him to control his protective and chaotic blood rage. About that time a man approached the pair, giving a slight bow before sweeping his hand out towards a side door, “Forgive the intrusion sir and madam, but do forgive us for not making sure you were taken to a seat befitting someone of your ‘stature’.” The man stayed bowed until Pitou and Charles walked past, the demon still had not let go of his rather close hold on the human. With amused sigh Charles simply slipped his arm around Pitou’s waist as well and decided to play the pair of a bit of a closer couple than he had intended. The man then stepped out in front of them, and opened the door, “Please enjoy your stay, we know we will.”<br><br>The words ringing with the sound of the closing door had such a finality about it that Charles couldn’t help, but think that something was odd and maybe what Pitou had smelled before actually was no coincidence. Before he had time to ask, Charles realized that his guardian had sped up their walking pace and suddenly left him standing there to quickly approach some of the more ornately female guest and their companions. Crouching down it rose up, like a cat slinking its way forward as it smelled along them until it came eye to eye with each target who wouldn’t be able to see Pitou’s excited red eye stare from under its sunglass. The low light was effective enough to cover up its cat like features because its white hair had been straightened to cover its face, as it tilted it’s head back and forth saying to them, “Oh such pretty dolls dressed in pretty wrappings. Never thought to dress corpses in such nice clothes to go for a constitutional, but maybe I will have to try that next time. You know you can be… no… to cold… to old.” Similar words where repeated in each face as it followed along near Charles until he picked a seating table which was in a corner. The position allowed Pitou to crouch up on the table and put itself between anything that might approach… however should whoever approach be male… the demon couldn’t help himself, but pose slightly and provocatively to see what kind of reaction he could get.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MmeUisge</strong> on <strong>26-08-2014, 20:52:36</strong>
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				From the moment the odd couple stepped foot in the Vendom Lounge; all staff eyes were on their every movement. Intentionally herded upstairs to the last table with the best view and most shadows they were left to their own devices for a moment. As if out of thin air a waiter glided through a wall dropped off his tray of drinks then came to gather these new customers’ orders. He was nervous being up here, every sly movement from a guest caused his eyes to avert, and his grip got only tighter on his tray the longer he stood there.<br><br>A bouncer in a black t-shirt that read STAFF in big white letters along the back and a pair of black slacks, patted his friend’s back whispered into his ear then took off into the lounge. He was a brute to be nice about it, a fisherman in his past his hands still read of the work he once did. Covered in scars from his many voyages he was not a pretty thing to look at. His stride was quicker than it should have been, and it only seemed that he was a charging rhino, and people were quick to notice and jump away. <br><br>He slipped behind the bar, and then disappeared into the walls. How he could fit in the narrow passage ways was a miracle; a short stride to the right and he found himself in the girls’ dressing room. None of the dancers were shy; they were a bold crew taught well in the art of subtle tease. He laughed and hugged a couple of girls talking as he continued on his journey even deeper into the heart of the Vendom Lounge. Taking himself out of the dressing room he popped open the cellar hatch and jumped down not bothering to either close the door or use the ladder. The cellar smelled of rot and water; in fact at there was an opening out into the river hidden away down here outfitted with a small yacht. This bouncer though never lost his stride, eventually coming to an unassuming door, where he tapped as light as he could on it.<br><br>Merle looked up from her work to a soft knock on her door. Slowly standing up from her lounge chair her dress fell to her feet with a soft rustle; and her inventory notes fluttered to the now empty seat. She opened the door to see one of the bouncers had come by. He was one of the bigger brutes she had turned, as a safety measure to herself; and since then had been loyal to her every whim. A man of few words he he simply stated; “Your guests have arrived.” He walked in with heavy foot falls to the far side of the room, where he pressed a panel in and revealed a wall of blinking TV screens. With a meaty finger he gently stabbed at an image of two figures, one was most definitely a man, the other a woman.<br><br>“Is that the couple? Hmm, I expected a bit more out of them; and why is she on the table?” She shook her head, and sighed. “Go ahead and let them know that I’ll be around shortly.” The bouncer nodded, stepped out of the room closing the door softly behind him, his finger on his ear piece mumbling into the microphone to the waiter who was serving the couple. <br><br>The waiter could breathe easier down below, waiting on the drinks for above. He joked a little but his stress was still evident. He held out his hand in a “Wait a moment” style before quickly grabbing the couple’s drinks and hurried upstairs. He composed himself at the top, taking a couple of deep breaths before exposing himself to the VIP room. He had a forced smile on to all the customers; and gently put what had been ordered on the table. “By the way, the Lady of the house will be with you shortly, please enjoy yourselves until then. I am only a short holler away if you do need me, my name is Kevin.” He patted Charles’ shoulder then walked away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 00:42:23</strong>
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				“Charles… you promised me… it is dark here and I will keep it under control.” Pitou’s voice was a soft whine as it looked over its shoulder at Charles. The young man who had just been about to prop up his feet chuckled softly, “Alright, but if anyone shows up then wrap it around your waist, because I know how you silly cats can be. So telling me you have any control over that thing is a lie.” The demon returned his master’s laugh and rested its hands on its knees, the position raising its crouch slightly so that the human could get to a short zipper on the back of Pitou’s pants. The instant the zipper was pulled down a long white tail was freed from inside the creature’s pants, which immediately reached back and playfully popped Charles across the face. “So I have don’t have any control over it huh?” The demon smirked at its master as it turned back around and scanned the room, adjusting the large thin gold frame bifocal sunglasses on its face by pressing them up the bridge of its nose.<br><br>Charles himself smirked at his friend, but decided to leave the matter closed for moment as he laid his cane aside, but within grabbing distance. The young man propped his feet up and pulled out a book that was on a sliver chain, on which was another book that was solid black, but it was this more ornate book that Charles was more interested it. Its outside cover was made of gold with a thick clasp on the side, and different jewels imbedded in its cover and back. Pitou didn’t even turn around to look, but simply said, “You wasted too much money of that one Charles, oh you know how I hate you have it. I feel it separates us so.” The human rolled his eyes, “You know better than that, I only started reading this thing because you showed up.” Slumping down Pitou was now sitting cross legged as it turned and jabbed its pointer finger out towards Charles while scooting across the table towards him. Poking the human right in the head the creature said, “Look just because my father’s silly idiot of a cousin gets himself fired from a cushy position in what is essential a nice world building scheme doesn’t mean you have to go and read his bosses guide book. I mean really… they are all just beings of a higher power trying to bring their plans into fruition, it is simply that some side happens to be doing better than others.” <br><br>With those words Pitou turned around and scooted back to his place at the edge of the table, thought it did return to its crouched position about the time that the waiter arrived and took their orders, after which the two sat in silence. The human sitting there with his feet propped up and reading through the Bible, while Pitou wagged its tail back and forth watching for the servers return which caused it to wrap the tail in a belt like fashion around its waist. Charles himself went on high alert the moment the waiter came back, as he rested his hand on his cane and watched the man. At first it was because he didn’t know what this ‘waiter’ had planned, and when he felt that the man was probably who he said he was… Charles still found himself unable to relax. This was because he had no idea what Pitou was going to do, and so everything depended on what the waiter said and did in the next few moments. Pitou though did nothing except to stare at the male curiously even going so far as to gently tip down its glasses and blow a flirtatious kiss. Charles eyes traveled between the two as he answered, “Thank for you Kevin, your service is appreciated, but I think that we will be fine now.” Letting out a sigh of relief as Kevin stepped away Charles eyes went wide as he felt the man’s gentle hand on his shoulder…<br><br>“Why Kevin… Kevin my dear boy I think I have changed my mind on that drink.” Pitou’s words were barely holding back there sinister intentions for the man. Charles mumbled, “Don’t do it…” He realized at that moment though it was too late, as the demon continued, “If you could come over here for just one moment Kevin I have some questions I would like answered before I make my selection.” As the server was stepping back over Charles tipped his hat down and turned through the book he had been reading, saying to Kevin, “Boy I really would ignore her and go away. You have been shaky enough all evening that I can assume you’re the smart type who doesn’t ask questions. This is one of those times, that you should play stupid and walk away. Unless you have any interest in meeting the pale horse?...” Charles realized his words had been lost on the waiter as had any chance that Pitou was letting the man go anywhere, as it suddenly sprung forward and reached out with one hand to grab him while the other held itself secure to the table. The hand just missed Kevin’s collar as the demon's sunglasses feel off and it's red eyes glowed playful. The creature opened its mouth and out shot a good 3 feet long prehensile tongue that forked into a wide mouth at the end, with each side having two fangs that dug into the human’s neck, and quickly drug him back into reach as Pitou pulled him close. The movement had so lighting quick, that even if Marla had been watching the screen, it would have been extremely tough for even her to follow it.&nbsp; <br><br>“Sssh don’t scream, and I promise I will leave you enough to survive on.” Despite these words Pitou kept a gloved hand tight over Kevin’s mouth while the other gently stroked the back of his head. “In the end it bites like a serpent and stings like an adder. Proverbs 23:32… I did warn you Kevin. What my lady friend does to you now. Well that is her affair, but I do advise you to listen to her.” Charles simply went back to reading his book, but kept one hand on his cane, since he was sure that the owners of the club would intervene soon. However before they could Pitou found that this waiter held nothing of interest to him, except some dormant cells of Hepatitis C, which instantly he extracted and cycled into an free spot inside his residual pouch. Though Pitou did feast on quite a bit of blood in the process, the demon had done more good than harm… leaving the human pale as a ghost, but nothing some Gatorade or other restorative fluids wouldn’t fix. Letting go of the man when he was done, Pitou watched curiously as the human fainted and taped curious on its chin, “Strange… in lab conditions they usually don’t pass out like that. Variable such as exhaustion from too much work must be accounted for.” Charles busted out with a dark chuckle, “Not mention you probably scared him too… shock will do that to a man Pitou.” Looking back at its master and then back down Pitou snapped it’s fingers, “Ah yes… I didn’t account for the high levels of adrenaline and norepinephrine, though I can taste it now that you mention it. Have to store it away for later. Adrenaline is good for keeping patients awake to test pain endurance level and construct functionality.” <br><br>Charles could only watch his pondering friend with amusement, sure that they had drawn plenty of attention to themselves by this point as he slipped his book back into his coat. Resting his cane up on the table Charles curled the long head of it around his arm so that he would be ready and able to use it the moment that he needed to. If he needed to… with Pitou there though… needing to… well Charles didn’t really want to think about what kind of situation that would be.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MmeUisge</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 01:45:15</strong>
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				The groups of people that had been in the VIP, fled upon the scene the demon caused. The mortals let out soft screams the immortals just simply walked away not wanting to be in the center of the commotion. It didn’t take long for the body guards to swarm, some of them running to Merle’s aid, the rest to the landing upstairs.&nbsp; <br><br>Merle leaned against her desk with a sigh, rubbing her temples before making her appearance. She was completely oblivious to the scene outside. She had stalled long enough; her desk had been organized, the necessary paperwork for the meeting done ready to carried out. She picked up the leather binder and straightened out then heard some garbled words from outside. <br>She opened the door a crack to see two of her security ready to barrel in; she stepped back just in time to have a smaller guard fall at her feet. She stepped into view to see her trusted guard trying to hold back a snicker; his face went stone cold when he saw Merle. “Can you explain to me what this is all about? I have a meeting James; I can’t stand around waiting on tom foolery.”<br><br>Looking down at his companion, the brute named James coughed and spoke. “It is about your meeting, I think it is safe to say it has been canceled and that you may be in danger.” At these words Merle’s face softened, and she went over to scan the screens. While the club seemed to be keeping at normal pace, the VIP landing was completely devoid of beings except for the couple and the rest of her security and perhaps though her eyes may have been lying to her; a form was on the ground. She knew that the couple had been acting too abnormal to be at her lounge for any good. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Snatching up her brief case and coat Merle hurried as fast as her heels would allow on the slippery stone to the yacht. Without breaking stride she slung her long coat over her shoulders and adjusted her briefcase. Once at the ship she took James’ hand and stepped over the railing and onto the deck. Not waiting for him to board she took the steps downstairs and into the living quarters. Soon James had the engine started, and her other security guard pushed the boat from the dock before jumping aboard as well. <br><br>Merle watched as the cellar ceiling disappeared, and so did the lounge as they sped down the river towards some unknown location. The security knew vaguely where their leader went, but their mind was on the assailant. A couple of the guards took Kevin away trying to rouse him; the others were now in a full fledged half circle around the two in front of them. One spoke up after what seemed to be forever. “We are here to give you the boot, and close the lounge because of your actions. Please step with us so we can figure out what you did and why.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 03:29:15</strong>
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				Sighing Charles face-palmed as he watched the people scatter about in terror, his observant eye though the fact some were simply walking out. Given what Pitou had just done he found it strange they were so calm. In fact it was their calmness that actually lent to them standing out more than anything else as Pitou couldn’t help, but point at one that passed close stepping over Kevin. The demon’s pointer finger almost touching the immortal’s face as he said, “Dead one is dressed for a walk, when such dead meat is only good for testing, garbage, or food.” The words where teasing as the demon opened its mouth slightly just enough to give what was inside a little peek out before closing it again. Waving to everyone as they left the lounge quickly Pitou yelled, “Toodles my dear friends. Do run fast now, your ansestors will be by to give you a stern talking to soon enough….AHH!!” Charles cane touched against the back of Pitou’s neck, burning the creature with the golden holy symbol on the bottom, causing it to scream. The look on its master face was one of pure pain, suffering, as though it truly did hurt the young man to bring anything, but pure joy to his guardian. It wasn’t far from the truth and this was proven by what he was willing to let the demon do, <br><br>“As long as you follow containment procedures and allow the spread of the virus to kill no more than 50 people Pitou… I shall allow you to unleash it provided you can kill them all off before anyone notices or at least move the infected to your lab. I don’t believe you have ever had a large number of Vampirism Version Alpha in your testing grounds, so stick to 15 and you can keep them all. Please be discreet.” The look on Pitou’s face was one of psychotic pure joy as a grin spread over its face from ear to ear. Eyes glowing red, as it nodded it’s head vigorously then opened its mouth. The snake like tongue came out and opened up as Pitou reached its purse and pulled out a jar. Suddenly out of the mouth of its tongue came five mini worm like creatures that scrummed at the bottom of the jar. Pitou pulled the tongue back into its mouth about the time the guards approached, before letting it whip back out of its mouth again striking towards the men, hissing around the large appendage. The demon was also watching for who reacted to it in a calm manner since to the creatures of the night that had evolved for what he chose to carry within him… it was nothing more than a human staring down an ape. Given what he had observed so far, Pitou theorized that they were in a nest of Vampires, though why Lilith had sent them here he had no clue. Before he had a chance to speak though, Pitou spoke for him… and as the demon stood up… Charles knew there was no stopping him. Pitou was in the middle of an experiment…<br><br>“So I looked, and behold, a pale horse. And the name of him who sat on it was Death, and Hell followed with him. Revelations 6:8… I am sorry gentlemen, but you are on your own. Just make sure that whoever we came to meet stays out of sight please. Unless one of you is that someone then I am sorry about this. When she gets like this… well… there is no stopping her.” Covering his face with his hat Charles seemingly washed his hands of the situation waiting for it to simply end. Pitou laughed as it began to curiously tilt its head back and forth taking off the gloves it had been wearing, then threw them over its shoulder so they landed on Charles. After which it did the same thing to the boots, and showing off insect like knee caps as well as clawed fingers that further confirmed the fact that they were in the presence of a being who wasn’t even one of their own. Stretching a second it slipped off the jacket it had on, and smiled at them… the fact that they were dealing with a creature who was more male than anything else was also more apparent, “Now then I think that we shall start with Experiment number 1… who blinks first… loser gets a pet.” The next thing that happened was one of the men collapsed to the ground and gingerly Pitou tossed a worm onto his hand, which it borrowed into and didn’t come out squealing a moment later.<br><br>“Hmm must have been a human, well I guess we will be hearing from him in about… 10 minutes give or take. For those you in the know I should warn you, that these are genetically modified to speed up the infection rate. Makes it much easier to spread the first generation manually, but don’t worry anything that comes out of him won’t be nearly so effective, since the mutants are not passed on. Still my dear master Charles doesn’t need to be here for that so Experiment two…” Again another man dropped as Pitou’s fingers held up in a peace sign didn’t move, “Reflexes are slow around here, then again… didn’t expect you boys to catch a proverbial lightning bolt. So on to Experiment 3…” The process repeated until only three men remained and all five worms were in their respective host. Looking down at the men there were burn marks on their chest, but nothing serious… the effect had been like a powerful Taser. Pitou had also proved without a shadow of a doubt he knew who the vampires were, by leaving the only ones up there left standing. The demon was never one to waste his material after all, and so in order to give the new host the best chance he could, he would have to kill the creatures in front of him. Cracking his fist he looked at them and cracked his neck back and forth while asking, “So who is first?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br>&nbsp; <br>“Turn around right now… you may be able to trick and out run that pair of boobs, but you were all born a couple millennium too early to trick me.” Perched one top of the boat crouching right above the entrance, to the living quarters was a girl with long black hair. She looked to be about sixteen, but spoke with the authority and from on high voice of a god in her monotone voice, “Now turn this boat around and take us back to the meeting. Besides we have to stop ‘our master’ before he lets that crazy cat of his do something stupid. I am assuming Mr. James you did see what happens and know what your people were before? The version that my associate carries… well… let’s just say it is a weapons grade version. Oh and before you try anything children please note the katana, and yes it is sliver and yes I am faster than all of you.” Her voice was so monotone and plain that the matter of fact way which she spoke would make anyone believe what Reaf said. <br><br>Down in hold the instant that she had stepped inside Merle would have been grabbed from behind by a women who covered her mouth with a black leather glove and whispered, “Be quite Merle it is only me Lilith… cause a problem though and my associate that you never want to meet will make this a problem for your guards.” Merle would have lived long enough to know an empty threat when she heard one… and this was one. Lilith didn’t want to harm the Female Vampire, but had simply come to reveal the truth. Her and Raef knew that Charles and Pitou were too unstable to not cause a problem especially when they were together as a pair, and even more so when Pitou was able to play out delusion of them being a couple even if Charles enjoyed and encouraged it. So they were a plan B as it where, and given the fact that Vampires who went with their Mistress had been scared by what they saw Pitou do… it had been easy for Raef to track them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MmeUisge</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 20:28:33</strong>
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				James stepped away from the wheel, his companion took it instead. Leaning against the support for the awning of the yacht; James sized up the demon in front of him. He folded his arms around his chest and had the decency to acknowledge the woman. "Yeah, we won't do nothin' stupid. Don't worry."<br><br>The river had water smooth as glass and the yacht sped along with little in the way of bumps. Merle felt that she could breathe easier as the lounge slowly went out of sight. The moon hit the world and reflected the surrounding city into the depths. Merle’s head shot upwards at the sound of something coming aboard and her hand slipped into her brief case grabbing a small dagger. She pulled the weapon into the folds of her coat and got up to go see just what was trying to intervene. <br><br>By the time her hand reached for the railing of the staircase a figure shout out from the shadows and grabbed her. Yelling out in surprise, this exclamation was short lived as a gloved hand covered her into silence. Unable to do much more than listen, she found out that it was the very woman who attempted to set up the meeting. <br><br>In a show of compliance Merle not only dropped her dagger but kicked it by her seat. In seeing this, the demon named Lilith let her go. “I thought you were out to kill me.” She glared at this demon not trusting it one bit. Even though she was unarmed she still knew how to throw her punches, “I saw what your confidants did, you do understand that I had no choice but to flee. If you have no ill will to me or my coven, then I will order James to turn the yacht back.” Sure, Merle was used to her coven being wiped out from protecting her; she had James the longest though, and never had any intentions of hurting him. 
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				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>27-08-2014, 23:04:58</strong>
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				“Shit!!!... Give me the wheel you idiot!!!” Behind them it seemed like the entire coast went dark, as the lights went out one by one, and then suddenly in semi-circle surrounding the area the bar had been in bright search lights multi block area up. It was not what was behind them that had Raef yelling and pushing the Vampire out of the way to grab the wheel and give it a hard turn. The boat leaned to the side, and was picked up by the large wave’s created in the wake of something passing to the right of the small ship. Raef calmly turned the boat into the proper position to ride out the wave, but at the same turn and reveal exactly what had passed them. The silhouette of a large ship, about the size of a navy cruiser headed towards the shore line, with the sound of helicopters in tow. Any vampires in the group would be able to see five of them flying above towards the ship, “I don’t know what that boy thinks he is doing, but if he has the Hydraxion Company Flag Ship Leviathan out here then that means Pitou is conducting one of his little experiments again. Well at least the idiot is smart enough to use proper containment procedures.” Letting go of the wheel it headed over to the entrance of the area below deck and turned and said to James, “There been a change of plans, but do relax. It is all under control, if anything I can promise you that no harm will come to you and your Mistress… we are the ones you came to see after all.”<br><br>Peeking down into the hold it call the tail end of Merle words to Lilith, “Excuse me ladies, but I don’t think that it would be such a good idea to head back to your club anymore. Lilith it seems that Charles has let Pitou of the proverbial leash again, by going off and quoting verses because he thinks it makes what he does look cool… just like a jackass.” The older looking women sighed and turned to head to Merle, “Please forgive us... our Master can be a handful sometimes, but one day well that is one day after all.” The two would wait for Merle to say something before continuing, not wanting to be rude to the women they had invited into their masters life. Raef would reach into its pocket and pull out two strips of red paper, one of which it gave to Merle, “Mistress Merle this will be your ticket off, and I will give more to your men if they are willing to reveal their true nature. I am sorry, but all humans must go through a 36 hour observation period if you understand. They won’t be harmed… I give you my word. As for where we are going well I am going to give that information to your bodyguard James and he can drive the boat there.” <br><br>The demon slipped away without waiting for an answer, because if Merle didn’t want to go to the Hydraxion Company Dockyards then that would be the end of it. Raef knew that were Charles would be and as would Pitou who by that moment had completed its experiment given that the sound of a single cannon blast could be heard. The act was not subtle, but the shell fired from the large ship contained gas killed all worms and host that had not been gathered and put all humans in the area asleep so clean up was quick and easy. Down in the room where Lilith and Merle were the demoness stepped away from the female Vampire and went over to take a seat, “I am sorry about this Merle, but Pitou can be a bit of problem sometimes. An unknown variable if you will… simply treat him like a possessive and protective dog that Charles holds on a very short leash and you will be fine. In other words, control the man, and you don’t have to worry about the dog.” Her words were somewhat true, because Lilith knew that Pitou himself had a lot of influence over Charles, but it was really the best advice she could give. “Anyway I am sure by now you know that I was keeping some things from you and for that I am sorry. I thought our exchange would go over without a hitch, and you could conduct business as usual even with someone like my master. If there is any more questions now is the time to ask them.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MmeUisge</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 22:01:19</strong>
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				The vampire who had been controlling the wheel jumped back at the charging demon, almost afraid of his life. She had after all threatened violence upon the pair. James held onto the framework of the awning, knowing exactly what this female demon would be doing. Yet once again the inexperienced and quite younger vampire was flung onto the floor and slid towards James who picked him up by his shirt. “Get a hold of yourself; have you forgotten everything I’ve tried to teach you?” James growled under his breath towards his companion. Merle after all felt it safe to have a secondary guard at all times, she should have had more by now, but didn’t want to risk being seen. With a short shaky nod the other vampire nodded then got back on his feet. <br><br>Turning to the one demon above deck he began to describe in length the coven. Giving out names, and gender, where they worked if at the lounge, or where they called home elsewhere. It took a good few minutes, and he double checked himself to be sure. He took the offered paper and shoved it into his slack’s pockets.&nbsp; Taking note in the GPS for the location he was told, he patted the half incompetent vampire on the should and gently pushed him towards the wheel. He always believed the dark waters made a man out of the boys. While it seemed he wasn't taking note of the demon's actions, he was fully aware to everything going on. He began to talk with the other guard going so far as to laugh with him. <br><br>Down below Merle noticed the blackout, though it didn’t affect the interior lighting at all, she heard the commotion upstairs and braced for the harsh turn. Barely wobbling she shook her head looked over at the hold’s entrance and smiled politely. “I would prefer if we did go back, because it is my club, I need to see what you did to it.” Her voice was oddly polite though it held hints of anger. “Your master caused my club some major inconveniences, god knows if it ruined me.” She said still in that cheery tone of voice, while she had been in the Americas for a long, long time; she still held a faint French accent. <br><br>She tried to be nice about taking the weird red paper, her fingers folding over it leaving creases in it. She bent over and took off her heels tossing them onto the opposite seating from the demon. “A mini bar is under that counter.” She pointed. “I need to speak with James about my kidnapping. Please keep yourself comfortable.” She turned on her heel, hiking her evening gown up to climb the steep staircase and disappeared up deck where she pulled the man aside. <br><br>The two of them kept close their whispers barely audible, for a vampires hearing was attuned. She eventually folded her arms over her chest and looked cross at James, who then in return put his hand on her shoulder. He was sincere; an ear in a lot of Merle’s issues, he darted his gaze to the rest of the deck always on alert. <br><br>She eventually pushed away from him and walked down stairs. She disappeared into the bedroom, though small in comparison it was good to hide in here when the day started. “You know, I do want to know, exactly what he wanted from me to begin with, because this all blew up and now I am not so certain we should even talk.” Merle talked through the closed door, she was taught never to be rude. She took off her gown; the lacy thing fell to her feet where she bent over to properly hang it. “Honestly, all good and well, this was not how I planned my evening.” She slipped into a purple dress and found a jacket for it, she swore she would never wear pants, and she was still getting used to the idea of showing off taboo parts of her body in public. She felt the boat softly turn around and the engines hum as it picked up speed to where ever she was being lead off to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Mad Man's Funhouse and Bardello's of Blood (Shyone and MmeUisge)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Andol</strong> on <strong>29-08-2014, 17:57:51</strong>
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				“I am glad that we have an understanding. Believe me it is impossible to return to the club, but if your Mistress is worried about the establishment I can promise that the building itself will not be harmed. Pitou will make sure her coven escapes alive, though I fear she might find herself short by three men.” Raef had been able to watch the developing situation through the eyes of her master, as well as Pitou’s eyes whenever it could sneak a peek without the other demon kicking it out of his mind. Sighing softly Raef went strangely quite as it sat there looking out at the night, no longer finding the Vampires whom it was having to deal with at the moment to be of any interest to it. All that the demon cared about was making sure that whatever deal that Lilith had planned to work out with Merle… that it could be completed in the most expedite of fashions and then maybe something could be done about their shared ‘problem’.<br><br>Down the hold Lilith hardly seemed to notice the sharp turn the boat took, without even bracing for it. Crossing her arms she simply shook her head as she frowned in response to Merle’s request, “I don’t really think that is possible, nor would it be a good idea. Your club is under quarantine now, because of my master other associate. You see the one whom I mentioned before called Pitou, a scientist by trade, has a petition for these type of grand experiments. He has no interest in your club, but only as the people it can provide him as fodder for whatever experiment it is conducting. If you are worried about money then that is no object Madam Merle. The Hydraxion Corporation will make sure that you are well compensated for any damages, and Pitou despite what may have seemed like a savage and uncaring nature will take the greatest care to make sure your coven is removed from the situation.” Smirking in amusement she continued, “After all to him they are ruining the experiment, so you can bet he will personally hunt them all down with that nose of his, and remove them safely outside of the quarantine. The poor dear is a bit OCD when it comes to making sure that everything about his experiments is picture prefect.” Lilith chuckled in amusement as her eyes followed the female vampire with a slight nostalgia in them. The women reminded her of the way she had been so long ago as her very daughters had children of their own, and there had been that worry in the back of her mind that everything could be wiped out at any moment. What she wanted at that moment was to tell the other to take whatever it was that Charles was willing to give her, Lilith herself found that her young master had a way of making it seem like everything was going to be ok. <br><br>She couldn’t though, because in the end it would be Merle’s choice… the business deal was hers after all. Sighing softly she sat up a bit and slipped her long fur coat and lad it beside her gingerly. The demoness had hundreds and her master could supply her as many as she wanted, but that didn’t mean she didn’t take care of them. As some would be gifts for her daughters in the future. As Merle came back down into the hold Lilith could sense the tension on the other women even as she passed by. The Succubus Queen’s natural instinct was to follow after her, but she politely stopped outside the door and leaned again one of the two walls with her arms crossed over her chest. Growing more worried by the moment that Pitou had managed to screw up her plans before they had even started, she decided that maybe a little honesty was in order. “I am going to be frank with you dear, but it was not his idea to see you from the very start. The idea was mine, and that of the creature named Raef who is up there with your assistant James. You see a lot of the problem that we are dealing with was what you saw happen in your club tonight. Pitou was the first demon our master summoned, and so the two are attached at the hip in terms of how close their friendship is.” <br><br>Heading away from the door she continued to talk as she walked over to sit on a barstool in the cabin, “The reason we sought you out was that we were hoping you could find a way to drive some sort wedge in between those two. I was able to do it for a little while, but it seems the effect as warn off, and well we believe that something a bit closer to his own mortal coil might help. Even if it is an immortal like yourself I think it could do that boy some good. At the same time I am sure it would be a benefit to your coven to make friends with our master since the boy does have a habit of protecting his friends.” Lilith waited to hear what the women had to say, and what exactly her input on the matter would be, and it was after this was over that she added, “Do remember that his nature can be very simple Merle. He may be a male, but you will be surprise at how much Charles will ignore your best attempts at seduction when he simply wants to cuddle and be your friend.” Giggling slightly at the memories of her master half dragging her semi naked self around his lab, while ignoring Pitou’s rants… simply to show her some new fungus with restorative properties.<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It would be about thirty minutes later that they pulled up to the large shipping yards of the Hydraxion Company. Normally at this time of night it was a quit place, but give recent events it was a hustle and bustle of actively. The large ship that had passed them on the way out was just now pulling up to a large pier five docks down. It’s five support helicopters touched down at different pads all over the docs and as dozens of men in Hazmat suits and full riot gear headed in the direction of the ship and started to unload huge metal crates off it. Smaller ships also pulled up along-side it, some of which were patrol ships should something go wrong and the Leviathan itself need to be sealed or sunk. One of these though was a small white patrol boat, which had a defaced Asklepios on the side. The ball on top had been changed to large open lazy eye, while from this extend long tentacles that wrapped around and choked the wings. The snakes had been turned into octopus tentacles, and the whole thing was a chaotic mix of dark colors. From this boat was quickly brought off three men on stretchers, whom Merle would recognize as vampire guards from her club, following them were three more young women from her coven… all of whom were ushered in the direction of Merle’s parking yacht. <br><br>It was the one who was ushering them along, whom would be instantly recognizable, but seemed like a completely different person. Pitou walked slowly and calmly behind the three gently waving them forward while constantly writing on a clip board. Dressed it’s favorite purple long sleeve sweater with gold buttons, the creature had on over this a white doctors uniform and stethoscope around its neck. On it’s face was a pair of golden rimmed bi-focal this time though they were just regular glasses The instrument was probably more for show than anything, but the demon did carry itself with an odd professional that seemed quite uncharacteristic for him, given what Merle and her men would have seen before. This included comforting pats on the back of the girls shoulders as well as the gingerly nature with which it seemed to care for the three vampires on the stretchers before it pointed off to a large complex of glass buildings and a sky scraper in the distinct. With a nod of their heads the EMTs rushed the injured men off in that direction.
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