Dark dealings (Aki)

[Leon Chevalier]

Off in the west the sun was slowly setting. Far off in the distance the clouds boomed and lightning split the sky, but for now it seemed as though someone was looking down on Bordeaux. The sky above was perfectly clear. In fact there was someone looking out over the city.

A pair of ice blue eyes looked down the long street toward a store front. Those eyes had been in the location for the past three days. Watching... Waiting. Tonight would be the night. He had learned of his target's plans and habits. He chose the building he was in because it was a dump. Yeah it might have something worth scavenging inside of it, but he doubted anyone would come up the third floor.

He smiled and leaned down and looked though his scope. He slowly sighted his scope on the door of the building almost a half a mile away. He really needed the bounty on this guy. He was running out of food and fuel for his bike. The shot would be easy, and the only thing he would feel would be the recoil of his rifle.

He took several deep breathes and calmed himself down. Everything slowed down. His target stepped out of the building at the end of the street. He eased his fingers into the familiar position. He took one final breath and placed the cross hairs over his prey's head. It would be quick... and messy. He slowly started to pull the trigger when from a floor below him he heard a bang. It startled him causing his shot to go wide. The round flew into the shop wall and blew a hole though it all the way to the back wall. "Fuck..." He cursed under his breath. Someone was going to pay.

[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] The building that he had entered had been off of the grid for a long time. One of the ones burned in the recent string of vandalism. But someone had hired him for a bit of work. And this bit of work was going to be done quickly and efficiently. It had to be. Otherwise the one who hired him would kill him himself. What was this job? Finding a plaque. Yes, a plaque. A trophy of sorts that the owner of the bar downtown had earned by being the best barkeeper in all four districts. And some misfits in his gang had burned the building down. He was trying to be quiet, his senses on edge, heightened as much as they could be as the adrenaline ran through his veins. There wasn't really any reason for it to be. Except for the fact that he only had an hour to go through all of this rubble before he couldn't show his face at the bar anymore. And he liked it there. His apartment was just above it. He wandered through the building. The bar had been on the second floor before the fire. And now thats where he was headed. The stairs creaked softly under his steps, but not loud enough to cause distraction. Until one of the stairs broke under him. Down he went, the bits and pieces of wood and concrete falling on top of him. He smashed his head pretty hard as well when he landed. A soft groan left his lips, but slowly, his golden eyes fluttered closed...
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We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

He quickly stood up leaving his rifle on the ruined floor. What did he care if it got stolen. It did have a tracking device firmly planted in the butt. He stood still for a moment listening to see if there was any sign of movement from the floors below. He remembered sound. It must have been caused by someone falling though the floor or the steps. This building was pretty ratty. That's why he had chosen it. People would make lots of noise coming up.. that is if they made it up.

"the hunt begins..."

He slowly started to make his way back across the ruined floor and down the stairs. After he checked the entire second floor he started down the stairs to the first. He stopped just above a hole in the stairs in front of him. It was obvious that someone had fallen though. Piles of rubble don't usually groan and have legs sticking out of them. He sighed and headed back up for his things. There wasn't any way that guy was getting up anytime soon.

He sighed and jumped across the hole landing gracefully on the other side and down several steps. He had always been good on his feet. He looked over the pile on the floor. Looking around he noticed that there was a sort of back room. He walked in and cleared a space before he walked back out. He sighed and grabbed the man's ankle and pulled him into the back. He really didn't care if it hurt him any more. Just as long as he got him alone. He was getting payment one way or another.

With a groan he picked the other male up and tossed him down into a metal chair. "Hey.. Wake up you little bastard."

[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] Another soft groan escaped his lips as slowly his eyes opened once more. It was very dark. He could tell that there was someone there, just simply because of the fact that he had heard the noise of the other's voice. Sounded like a man.... Maybe he was cute... He slowly sat up in the chair, rubbing the back of his head. "Excusez-moi. I meant no harm... sir.... I didn't know anyone was living in this building... I was just here for a job for the barman downtown..." He rubbed the back of his head. It was kind of sticky. Probably blood. But at the moment, he didn't really care. This person did not sound very happy. And he had quite a few bad experiences with people that were not happy. A sharp pain in his leg signalled to him that it was probably broken. But he had still had worse. At least in his mind he had. "Je suis désolé(im sorry). I really was just looking for the barkeeper's award...."
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We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

"I couldn't care less about what you were looking for.."

He looked the guy over. He looked weak. He hated weak people. If there weren't weak people than those creatures would all be dead and he would still be with her. He sighed and walked a small circle around him. He didn't appear to have any weapons on him. As he walked around behind him he saw that the back of the guy's hair was matted down with blood. He had seen many wounds like that in his years. Most of them were cause by his own hand.

"Look here.. You cost me a kill... That man was worth a lot of cash and i don't intend on going home without some kind of payment."

He smirked and walked back around in front of him slowly dragging his pointer finger under the other males chin.

[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] He gulped a bit. Not that prostitution wasn't something that he had never done before. But the fact that this being had even bothered to make a move on him like that was just a bit disturbing. He wasn't really comfortable with any of this anymore, but played it cool. "I don't think that... that sort of thing would count as payment. Maybe I could just help you catch the criminal?" He tilted his head to the side and instantly regretted it, feeling just a bit more light headed than what was usually acceptable. "But... you think that maybe... we can put something on my head first? It seems to be dripping..." His breathing was a little faster than usual as well. "Maybe you could tell me Ser Criminal's name? I know nearly everyone in Bordeaux...."
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We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

He thought for a moment before he reached back into his back pack. "Here" He said as he tossed a roll of bandages to the other male. He though about the man's offer. Someone that knew the city better than he did would be helpful. He quickly turned around and started to look though his bags for his little black book. Bending down caused his shirt to ride up a little revealing the intricate pattern of his body armor. It looked as though his entire body was covered in the material. "Ahh... here we are." He said as he turned around and tossed his book into the male's lap. It was marked on a page toward the back of the book. On the page there was a picture of man with fading brown hair and eyes. Below that there was a list of personal information, hight, weight, age. "His name is Sander Coheen"

[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] Ahh Sander Coheen. He knew the man, not very long of course. Just knew of his presence here in Bordeaux. "Ahh The weapons dealer? Heard he was working for the black market nowadays though. Is that why you've been sent to kill him then?" Of course he knew. Why wouldn't he know? He may have been out of it, but he wasn't stupid. He had been told of someone suspicious crossing into his borders, not that he really minded. "So. I help you locate him and I can just leave then? Well I know he comes down to the bar almost as often as the Irishmen. He can also be found chasing skirts in the back alleys. He's really a menace to society, be glad to be rid of that sorrowful fellow." He smiled a little, and pressed the bandages against his head, hoping to stop the bleeding that was gathering there. "Anything else you need, sir?" Yes, he was very polite.
†Words† 166 †Tags† Axel †Extras† None †Lyrics† Lacuna Coil

We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

Leon sighed and looked down into the other man's eyes. He wasn't lying. He paced back and forth thinking over the other's offer. It would be nice to have someone that knew the area and locals better than he did. He stopped and crossed his arms.

"Alright... But don't you dare even make a move for that dagger on your belt. You have no idea how badly i could hurt you.

He smirked and turned around. He quickly gathered his things and started to walk out of the building. Looking back he noticed that the other male was still sitting there. "Are you coming or what?" I need to go back to my camp.

[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] He just sat there, staring at the other as he walked off, as if something was sticking to his back or something. Suddenly his eyes widened a bit and his head kind of lopped to the side. A loud screech pierced the air and his gun was out of his pocket faster than one could blink. It fired, bullets streaming passed the other guy and straight into the opened mouth of a very hungry looking Zhivotnoye. The creature crashed through two levels, and Aure was on his feet, running up the broken stairs in leaps and bounds, despite the head injury. Out the window he looked, watching the beast pace on the ground below. It hissed and howled, screeching for its companions. "Shit." Aure spun around and straight into the other, which he assumed had just followed him up there. "There's a reason the only hospital is in Paris..... They simply can't get in there." He growled a little and fired some more shots at the beast below him, earning another fine scream from the beast, shredding the calm night air to pieces. There were more echoing around the area, closing in on the spot. "Stupid Beasts!" He spat out the window. He felt light headed, but this was definitely not the time to pass out, especially because it was his blood that had attracted them in the first place. "We need to leave.... Now."
†Words† 237 †Tags† Axel †Extras† Action no? †Lyrics† Lacuna Coil

We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

Can You feel Her?

Running through your veins

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She will always live forever...

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[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] A look of near shock came to the face of the red-haired man crouching on the windowsill. He blinked at the man below killed the beast. Not like he hadn't ever killed them before, hell, he'd cleared many of them before. But seeing someone else do it was simply..... odd. But that was not enough as more of the calls echoed around them. The eerie yet threatening voices of the beasts, let him know that they were not done. One leaped at the man on the ground below. Half of Aurelian was made to believe that the other deserved it for killing other beings. But yet, he had saved his life, and for that.... Yes, he just jumped out of the third story window. Yes, he did just land on top of a Zhivotnoye that was attacking the guy who saved him. Yes he was using his dagger to stab it repeatedly through the skull. Come on, you act like all of this is new. !@#$%^&*(-) The room was quiet and secure, dimly lit, but that was probably for the better, shortly after returning Aure had collapsed on the bar. He wasn't very used to attacking Zhivotnoye with a concussion and a massive head injury. A small sigh left his lips as he curled up against the soft pillow, enjoying the fluffiness. It was stuffed with feathers after all. Those kinds of pillows were usually comfortable. A soft purring noise was coming up from his chest. And when he opened his eyes, the baby kitten meowed happily and rubbed it's tiny black and white face over his cheek. He grinned and laughed a little, petting his new little friend. "Alright alright come on. We'll get you some milk, monsieur." He pet it again, scratching lightly at it's ears as it purred, and then leaped off the bed. That's when he heard it, another groan. He spun, hands reaching for the pistol that wasn't really there. The cat mewed softly again, almost demanding that it's bowl be filled. Be cause of the abrupt spin he felt a little light headed. But that was alright. He squinted his eyes, trying to make out what had just groaned in his room. Then he remembered. The other person that he had brought back with him. He was here too? Or was it someone else? No. Probably the one he'd brought back.
†Words† 407 †Tags† Ku-tama †Extras† You suck †Lyrics† Lacuna Coil

We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

Can You feel Her?

Running through your veins

[atrb=style,width: 500px; border-top: 8px solid #090909; border-bottom: 8px solid #090909; border-left: 3px solid #370505; border-right: 3px solid #370505; background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/51ppfr.jpg); height: 400px;][bg=370505][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     "Good morning darling." A soft and delicate voice called from just a few inches away from his ear. Leon slowly stirred with genuine smile on his face. He slowly opened his eyes and looked to where the voice had come from. She was beautiful. Long red hair, green eyes, and the most absurdly perfect curves lay next to him in nothing more than the button down he had worn the night before. He looked deep into those green eyes before he pulled her close to him. He breathed in her scent before letting he go. "You can't be here... You're dead... This has to be a dream..." The women smiled and moved back close to her love. "The let it be a good dream...." She whispered into his ear. Leon groaned lightly as he stirred and tried to roll over. He was stopped only by the intense pain in his left shoulder. He clutched at it and kept in the sting of obscenities that was close to spewing forth. He gulped and slowly stood up. He looked down and noticed he was stripped down to his boxers with several layers of bandages wrapped around his middle. It was then that he noticed that he didn't know where he was. His eyes quickly scanned the room and saw that his weapons and the tattered remains of his clothes were sitting across the room. The door to the room was open and he heard someone walking toward the entryway. He decided that if he was still alive the person was probably friendly. Hell, it might even be that red-head from earlier. He sighed, laid gently back down, and waited for his savior to enter the room. He was a little excited from his dream and he did just wake from a who knows how long nap.

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She will always live forever...

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[Aurelian Florentin]

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	[rs=2] The man just stared at him for a moment. He wasn't supposed to be here was he? But then again, he had been injured, even more so than Aurelian himself was. He sighed softly and switched on the small lamp on his bedside table. The face of the man in his bed was stunning, his features dark, brilliant, and masculine. He shook his head a bit and looked down at his kitten, which was mewing rather loudly now. "Uhh.. Yes Yes Harmony I'll get you some food." He sighed softly and made his way towards his kitchen, which was just on the other side of the room really. Aure's apartment was nothing too fancy or anything. It was pretty much just an overglorified room. Next to his bed were stairs that lead down to the bar, there was a door there that usually remained locked. A little ways from the foot of his bed was a tattered looking couch, it was really comfortable though, and windows were right behind that, but they remained dark at all times because they were boarded up. On one side of his bed, towards the stairs, was a sidetable with a tiny lamp on it, the lamp was now lit, but almost never saw use. On the other side of his bed there was a dresser up against the wall. It had some clothes in it, but not very many. Just beyond that was a wall that separated his living/bed room from the kitchen and the bathroom. The kitchen was just as small as everything else, and the bathroom was right through there, and really the only room in the whole place with a door. Aure realized then that he had indeed been sleeping on the couch. "Uhh. So... Umm... What's your name?" He asked, pouring a bit of food into the kitten's dish, then leaning down and petting her behind her ears. She purred and mewed happily before practically attacking her dish. He smiled at the kitten's adorable behavior before turning back to his guest. "I'd offer you food, but I'd have to go downstairs to get it. I don't keep very much up here since the owner lets me eat for free." He wished that room and board was just as free, but he supposed that the reason he ate for free was because the price he paid for rent.
†Words† 407 †Tags† Ku-tamaaaa †Extras† Baww kittttyy †Lyrics† Lacuna Coil

We're falling right through, Our Truth†

[Leon Chevalier]

Can You feel Her?

Running through your veins

[atrb=style,width: 500px; border-top: 8px solid #090909; border-bottom: 8px solid #090909; border-left: 3px solid #370505; border-right: 3px solid #370505; background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/51ppfr.jpg); height: 400px;][bg=370505][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top]     "Leon Chevalier, At your service. He spoke quietly and deliberately like someone who knew enough to keep things quiet when they needed to be. The total area of the room he was in was probably about the size of the living room in his old apartment. He sighed softly pushing away memories that he no longer wished to posses. He sat up again and looked the other male in the eye. His hair was flat on one side and stuck up in a wild pattern on the other. He must have obviously been sleeping. He sat up all the way and a pain flared up in his side. He groaned and leaned back down. He exhaled slowly and let his arms rest at his sides. "Thank you for saving me." He sighed and closed his eyes. "You really didn't need too.." He continued softly. Something had changed in his eyes from the time he had last looked into his savior's. "But, Thank you." He opened his eyes once more and looked up into the other man's. "I am in your debt.." He said with a slightly proud tone to his voice.

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She will always live forever...