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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on May 22, 2007 2:36:12 GMT -5
Colors. So many colors, intense, bright, flickering. Sometimes they moved in waves, the tracers catching her attention. The smells, so many smells that it sometimes made her stop, overwhelmed to the point of feeling ill. Then sounds..she felt like she had been deaf, and been granted a miracle.
Mika sat on a high pillar, shadowed by one of the large trees in the park. She sat, and she watched. She watched, smelled, and listened. Never once did she move, except for those soft browns as the glanced to a sudden movement here, or turned to a sound there. People passed her by without being aware.
She had finally left from the bar...not too long after Azrael had gone off to feed. Xavier was still stoned off of Az's blood, and she didn't really feel up to messing with him. Besides...as she had said, it was a closed case.
Her mind skimmed over the memories from the previous nights, and then to the previous weeks. Where had it all gone wrong? She had always been laid back...well for the most part anyway. She loved her fun, she lived for the day. And then, just little bits and pieces started to wear on her nerves.
The flirts here, the gunshots there. And it wasn't until Royce had been taken...and her little cousins taken...that she had snapped. She had rushed without a thought, and that's what had gotten her into trouble. She was goaded into it, and seeing her little cousin Yumi with that damn thing on her head, and then the gun to Temperance's head...well yea. Don't mess with innocents. Mika never did. It wasn't that she had a good heart. She wasn't considered caring by any meaning of the word. But she had standards, and innocents were not to be brought into shit and fucked with. That was cheating. That was playing dirty. Striking below the belt.
So she had rushed in, despite Rock's attempts of keeping her calm. And she had missed that little fucker that had come out from behind.
She had grown impatient. Now..with some things, being impatient...wasn't a big deal. With others, it meant the difference between life and death. Especially if you were mortal. And at that time, Mika forgot that rule. And she suffered for it. This was her job...this was something she had done for years, and she had made an almost fatal mistake. Not only for her..but for those innocents.
After the change, after she had left Xav's loft last night, she had spent the night wandering around, enjoying the new senses, enjoying the new look on her now immortality. Her reclaimed immortality. It was a lot different than what she was used to, but it was there at least. The rules were still there, but the rules were a lot more relaxed now. All during the day she had stayed awake in her darkened room, and then she had started to think.
Mika wasn't stupid, by any means. She was talented, she had been through a hell of a lot. So had many others, but she was the unique case to her unique situations. Now her mind turned...turned towards the advantages that she now possessed once again.
She had continued that thoughfulness when she had come across the others earlier, and her irritability had increased slightly with Azrael's whispered words. She held no weight to them...though it wasn't personal. She just wasn't sure what to believe, or whom.
So here she was now, sitting upon that pillar, watching..smelling...listening.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on May 22, 2007 3:08:54 GMT -5
The man was standing by the pillar, leaning against it as he stared up and down the street, muttering into the phone he held. Anyone who had walked by wouldn't have been able to hear what he said, but a quiet figure above him heard every word. "I'm tellin' ya, I can't find the bitch. I got a glimpse of her at the bar, but when she left, it was like she disappeared." There was silence as he listened to the other end. "Yea. I'll go check in on Tre. Th' other bitch doesn't leave the house, and when she does she has that freaky lookin' guy with her. Aight.." The man hung up and pulled away from the wall, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one. He took one last look around before turning to walk back through the park to the otherside where he had left his ride.
Lips curled slowly, and soft browns narrowed as she watched the man walk off. Patience. Okay, so maybe not too much. She waited til he was out of sight before leaping down from her spot, and with silence quickly caught up with him, her movements graceful and quick. Too quick for the normal human eye.
Mika approached the guy, her hand reaching behind her to pull free a gold plated .45, and in the next instant, before the man could react, he found himself being pulled off of the path, the gun to his head, and a hand over is mouth. Her voice fairly purred, laced with the poison she felt as she whispered into his ear. "Tsk tsk. Your boys have been rather sneaky lately. What? You can't handle yourselves? You have to send midgets to do your fighting for you?"
The man began to struggle, his hands coming to try and wrench her hand from his mouth, but she only pressed more, her strength easily overtaking his own, as that gun pressed against his temple. Nails dug into his cheek, drawing blood, and Mika swallowed a bit, her tongue now having habit of stroking over her fangs. "Shhh. Now listen, here's what you are going to do. You're going to leave here, an' you're gonna go straight to your boss. You're gonna tell him...Mika's tired of the games, and she's tired of th' cowardice. Tsk..hirin' midgets to do your dirty work? And then even worse...messin' with innocents. Can't even deal with a lone woman...none of ya boys...not on yer own.."
That gun traced down from his temple over his cheek as she continued to whisper to him "Tell me....does it make yer balls feel heavy an' dick hard tryin' ta teach me a lesson? " She smirked, and leaned forward a bit, licking at the blood on his cheek, and shuddering a bit. "Ya go..an' tell yer boss I'm onta him now. I know exactly where he an' th' rest of ya boys are at...an' I plan on takin' every...last..one of you down, an' nothin' ya do is goin' ta help. Yer Triad people won't be able to save yer lives...an' if ya threaten my cousin or her family again, what I do to ya will seem like bliss compared to what her boss would probably do to ya. So go...and tell him.." She purred, pulling away.
The man felt the gun leave his face, and then the bitch step away. He twirled around, yanking his gun out and aiming....at air. She was gone...again. He cursed, his eyes wide as he began to walk backwards, his head jerking around every which way, gun jumping towards any noise. Soon he had turned heel and began to run for the exit to the park, constantly looking over his shoulder. Once he reached the Lincoln, he slid in, slamming the locks and starting up the car. It was then he got on the phone with his boss and told what had happened.
Mika just watched, amused, from the shadows, easily keeping pace with him. The gun had found its spot back behind her, and now, she was preparing for the mid-spring night's run. Let's just see how fast her legs could carry her.
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Post by Royce on May 22, 2007 3:42:25 GMT -5
Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Royce was heading out of her own loft. Dressed in her baggy cargos and shirt, taking on an appearance she actually rarely took anymore, she'd glance around, before heading down the street. Kenji was alseep with the kids, and she hoped he'd stay that way. She was getting tired of being cooped up and worried over. Ever since he found out about her being pregnant...or even more so the fact that she was having slight problems now with the pregnancy... he had been overly protective, and for someone who was so isolated and independant, she needed to breathe.
She managed to slip past the people keeping watch over her place with ease, and even 'Tre' didn't catch her disappearance. It was one thing that helped her out with being a thief, and it would help her out now. She was highly alert, her hand moving to her stomach and rubbing. The tension she was feeling was running through her stomach. She walked for awhile, before managing to pull out the business phone Xav had given her so long ago. She moved down the list before hitting one of the men, and after a few quick questions, figured out where the next job was and headed in the direction. She just wanted to check in..and she wasn't sure what Xav would say if she called him directly and asked what was up. She knew Kenji would flatout refuse to let her go, and that wasn't an argument she wanted.
She finally reached the meeting point, sliding into the shadows and watching, her gaze scanning about for whomever it was that was here for the drop off. She leaned against a tree, her gaze moving about. Well same old boring stuff. Lips quirked a bit, and she wondered if she could pull some of her old tricks.
She stretched a bit, fingers flexing, and turned to take a roundabout way towards the exchange, when something suddenly came down over her head, something very much like a helmet. She snarled, Jerking forward, and briefly breaking away from whatever the hell. Before her hands could yank off that helmet, her arms were yanked back and handcuffed, and someone else shoved a ball of cloth into her mouth, before another strip was tied around to secure it in her mouth. She gagged a bit, and opened her mind....only to find it blocked. What the fuck?! Slight panic set in, and she felt a slight cramp moving through her stomach. She tried reaching out again..if only to call to Kenji...to Xavier..to Josh...to anyone..but again she felt the block.
There was the muffled sound of laughter, and she caught a glimpse of an Asian stepping in front of her. The laughter had ceased, and her eyes widened as he pulled out a syringe. Royce knew what it was before he even tried to ineject her with that mind numbing drug.
"The fools did such a poor job the first time. I've been sent in to make sure it was done right."
The man had said, before sliding that needle into her neck. Eyes rolled to the back of her head, and the last thing she thought was...she was never leaving her damn house alone again.
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Post by Sora on May 22, 2007 3:54:27 GMT -5
Sora had been there that night of the drop, perched up on her bike and keeping track of the exchange. It wasn't super sensitive hearing that alerted her, but the sudden movements way off to the side. She glanced to the direction, then looked back to the exchange with a frown. She waited for a moment longer before another sense of a struggle alerted her. Head tilted and she turned to look towards the dark, shadowed lot.
She slid off of her bike, moving towards the sounds, frowning as gaze narrowed. None would see her approach, but she saw them. And there were way too many of them. She recognized Royce from the plane and brow rose. They had the poor girl trussed up with some weird bulky looking hat on her head, and she watched as they put her to sleep. This wasn't good. She couldn't do a damn thing to help. She thought over her options, and finally would pull her phone out, stepping further into the shadows as they carried the girl away. A quick text was sent out to all the numbers she had that she knew Royce was somehow related to...MJ, Xavierrrr, Azzzrael, and Josh. Royce has been taken from the drop site. Am going to follow.
She slid the phone back into her pocket, and moved towards where the men had carried her off. Her head tilted slightly, catching sight of two vans and a couple of bikes. She took in as much mental information as she could, and went to turn around to head towards her own bike. She stopped cold seeing a leer in front of her...and then the world went dark.
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Post by Kenji on May 22, 2007 9:56:58 GMT -5
Kenji had been out cold, he barely noticed that she had walked out of the house. Well, that was until he moved to slid his arm around her, then he definately noticed she wasnt there. He woke up and looked around, sliding out of his bed and searching the house, making sure the kids were still safely tucked into bed. He growled as he started to get alittle angry that she hadnt told him she was leaving and he picked up that cell phone and tried to call her.
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Post by Royce on May 22, 2007 10:03:07 GMT -5
The phone was on vibrate, and was still in her pocket. She wasn't sure where she was, barely able to even open her eyes, her groggy mind still trying to break through the barrier around it without success. For now, she would just stay quiet, trying to stay calm...her phone was her hope right now..she didn't want that taken away. So the phone would eventually throw a kick back message to Kenji about her being unable to answer it.
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Post by Kenji on May 22, 2007 12:04:36 GMT -5
No answer? He growled starting to get worried. He knew she went to see adair frequently for treatment but she wouldnt not answer her phone. He looked in on the children again, he couldnt leave them home alone so he would leave a message. "Royce - where the hell are ya I'm starting to get worried. Call me back on my cell. If your ass doesnt call back within a half hour I'm dropping the kids off with Temp and coming to look for your scrawny ass."
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Post by Azrael on May 22, 2007 19:11:18 GMT -5
Royce was taken and so naturally he decided to hit the most likely suspects first. He knew Mika was having her problems with that drugged out bunch of losers that called themselves a gang. Blood Rats or something like it. He doubted they were organized enough to pull this off so he went to their only know ally. The Triads.
Zhang Jiao had ran the triads in New York since they had set up shop in the 80's in that time he had grown comfortable, confident even. That is why he was all the more surprised when some young punk with tattoos and a leather jacket managed to sneak past his guards undetected. Worse still was the fact that he had made it to his penthouse unscathed. However the final indignity was suffered when his two personal guards were sent over the balcony railing to plummet to their deaths, the same balcony that disrespectful punk was dangling him over that very moment.
"I believe you know where a close friend of mine is being held Mr. Jiao, I want her back"
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on May 22, 2007 19:24:38 GMT -5
Mika had called in to Adair to let him know what was going on, explaining that Kenji was bound to find out and drop the kids off. She hadn't called Kenji herself, knowing he was probably still not happy with her with her disgraceful display on the plane last week.
She kept jogging after the car, easily dodging about people or objects, and watched the car pull up to an abandoned apartment complex. She waited til the guy had gotten out and moved inside before following after. steps silent, and body tensed. She was..pissed. She had tried sending messages back to Sora with no response, and so sent some to the others to see if they had gotten them. She moved down a hall, listening for sounds, and finally came to a stop outside of one door.
"She came outta nowhere...I'm tellin' ya it was like she was a ghost.." the guy from the park was saying, before he gave a yelp, the sound of something slamming within.
Mika shook her head. Like Az, she knew that this pack of inbreds didn't have the organization for it, but at least they may know locations...names...something. Soon a door opened, and the smell of blood assaulted her senses. The guy from the park lay in a pool of blood..dead. She kept herself hidden by the door, watching two men exit out..one a huge man that stood a good foot over her, the other..was actually short. The taller one referred to the other as boss as he quieried what was next, and the short one shook his head. "We head home. Zhang Jiao wants us outta here."
Step one.
She stepped up behind the two, her hand coming in a sharp jab to that spot between neck and shoulder to stun the taller man..who fell immediately. Her hand reached out and grabbed the other as he had turned, pulling his gun. She grabbed his wrist, twisting it sharply and breaking it as her other hand came to his neck. She stepped close, those normally brown hues now yellow, and fangs having extended past her lip. "And tell me...where do I find this ...Zhang Jiao?"
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Post by Azrael on May 22, 2007 19:34:05 GMT -5
Being an exercised criminal Jiao did not break as easily as a common thug so Az was forced to be patient. In that time he had adjusted his stance and taken to leaning onto the railing as he continued to dangle the old Triad over the balcony's railing occasionally looking back to make sure the wakisahi he had stuck between the door handles on the double set of doors was still holding them closed.
Zhang at first cursed Azrael in Chinese and pretended as if he did not understand what who he thought was a young thug was saying. He once again taken by surprise as Az continued the interrogation in Chinese. However, aside from shattering the language barrier he had gained little ground though he undoubtedly had Zhang in an advantageous position.
As time passed and it seemed no aide was forth coming Azrael began to increase the intensity of his interrogation, hoping the old man would break soon.
"Yanno Z I have all the time in the world, really"
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on May 22, 2007 19:46:14 GMT -5
Well the Pack rat boss wasn't as experienced apparently, and soon he was sputtering out where the Triad boss was last seen. But Mika was impatient..very impatient. "You know, I've had just about enough. Where's th' girl?" The man tried denying knowing anything, and finally with that impatience, Mika pulled her and away from the man's throat, yanking out a dagger from within her jacket, and taking that broken hand, suddenly pinned it to the wall. The man screamed, trying to wrench himself away, but another dagger was pulled from within her boot. In those moments, the man's other hand was pinned to the wall. She watched the guy sob, and lips curled as she shook her head.
"It's fine. I've got all night. You don't mind if I have a bit of a snack do you?" She motioned to the big boy on the ground, and well went to crouch by the man, yellow gaze on the boss man. The smell of blood from the other room had driven her senses crazy, and see...these weren't innocents. Not in the least. She took the big guy by his hair, yanking him to sit. "Now...here's the problem. You thought ya were gonna be slick, involving people that didn't need to be involved. An' because of that..every last one of you an' yer men ...well, are gonna serve my pleasure. So ya better start talkin'."
She said this conversationally as those fangs suddenly plunged into the big boy's neck, a soft growl escaping her as she felt the rush of hot blood.
Would Az be proud?
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Post by Azrael on May 22, 2007 20:02:01 GMT -5
Well apparently Zhang Jiao was not afraid of heights, or perhaps it was death he wasn't afraid of because he still wasn't talking and Az was fed up with dangling him over that banister. That would explain why Azrael was siting in Jiao's chair in the middle of the office. As for Jiao he was lying on the floor Screaming curses at his assailant in several languages.
"Yes Z I know I am the bastard son of a Mongol whore, but your still not answering my question. Royce Bellmont.... where is she?"
Being a patient sort Azrael allowed the old man an entire tree seconds before he again lowered his boot onto Jiao's mangled right hand.
"Don't make me break the other Leg Z, this has become a lot more painful for you than it needs to be."
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on May 22, 2007 20:09:17 GMT -5
She had drained the body near death, and finally dropped it, her eyes half closed as she revelled on the heat and the sudden surge of energy she had. Tongue slid over her lips and fangs, and she rose up, feeling like she just got infused again with the change. She stepped over the body, her heel sinking through the big boy's neck, killing off the last of him as she moved to the sobbing boss man on the wall.
"Stupid ass. I have all night, but not to wait for your blubbering to stop." She said with deadly coldness lacing her soft voice. She reached out, taking the man's neck and gave it a quick spin, snappnig his neck. She yanked her daggers from his hand, turning and walking back down the hall, licking those blades clean and shivering. She slid the blades home as she then headed for where she was told Jiao would be.
Now why wasn't she surprised to find Azrael already there? Couldn't have been the two bodies at the bottom of the balcony. She stepped into the room, yellow hues locking to Azrael, before dropping to the midget man he was torturing.
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Post by Kenji on May 22, 2007 20:11:58 GMT -5
And no one had bothered to call kenji. well tsk tsk to them, because now there was a very angry were wold roaming the city tearing almost every palce he knew Royce to be famiular with apart. The kids? Well he brought them to spend time with Temperance of course, not bothering to tell her why, he had just stormed out of apartment after kissing Yumi and Niko goonight.
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Post by Azrael on May 22, 2007 20:17:58 GMT -5
Spinning around in his chair he would stand his foot once more applying pressure to Jiao's hand as he stood and a cigarette was moved to his lips. Emerald eyes slowly moving to face Mika he would offer a mischievous smile as he struck a match on the top of Z's very expensive desk and lit his cigarette.
"Mika Nyte, I would like you to meet Mister Zhang Jiao. This is the Asian gentleman who has taken such a keen interest in you and your relatives. In fact he was just about to share your cousin's location with us."
Rolling Jiao onto his back the old man's missing right ear and the various cuts on that side of his face would come into view. His right hand would move to the wounds on his face trying to stem the blood flow, though in truth that very hand was bleeding just as badly if not worse than his face and ear. Each of the fingers on that hand had been amputated to one degree or another, and not cleanly so.
Looking Down to Jiao Azrael would take a slow hit from his cigarette and smile. "Isn't that right Z"
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