What a trashy place! Nyght looked around, wrinkling her nose. It smelled like sweet, stale cigarettes, and the musty smell of old sex all combined together with a pervasive stench of booze running amongst the crowd. They where loud, and obnoxious as hell, pushing each other around and yelling. She could barely hear the music blaring loudly over them, much less the crude noises of the random pull simply pounding each other's brains out all over the place. She daintly stepped over one set of girls, rolling around on the floor with their heads between each other's legs, and headed towards the bar. She crinkled her nose, watching a nude girl dancing there and carefully moved towards the end away from her and settled upon the bar stool and set her left arm upon the table which was covered in a black hard cast. She flagged the bartender down, and leaning close whispered in his ear what she wanted. After leaning back away from him, she saw him not move and stare at her, before tapping the counter. She rolled her eyes, and using her good right hand reached around behind herself and slid her hand in to her back pocket and pulled out her wallet. She slipped him a some yen and he moved off to get her drink.
Looking around, she took in the sleezy establishment from this new angle. Nude strippers where rubbing all over poles (or people) dotted across the establishment, several doors leading in to the back where guys and girls disappeared and came out to be replaced by others at steady intervals. She did not even want to think about what was going on back there, since there where plenty of people just banging each other's brains out in the establishment in public. In the center there was a raised platform, ropes around the edge and two men where going at it punching each other's brains out. She raised her eyebrow and sighed, shaking her head. Unfortunately, this was one of the few establishments that was not going to ID her to buy a drink.
The first night here, she had been mugged. Nothing to terribly bad. Just some vampryes who had jumped her, demanding her wallet or her blood. She had contemplated fighting them off, but decided it was not worth the risk with her injured arm so she had thrown her wallet at them which they had run off with. Unfortunately for them....she had not changed her currency over so the stupid thugs had gotten maybe ten or fifteen american dollars in total. She did not have any credit cards to run, and the only thing else in there was her ID and a picture of Aela and Jack, her only true friends and family. Sure, she could have left. Aurora could have flown her anywhere she wanted really. However, Nyght had wanted to stay and explore a little, and having wanted a drink was stuck with coming to this place for one with out her proper ID to get alcohol. Rather annoying, especially given the seedy disgusting establishment but the alcohol that was placed in front of her looked good. She thanked the bar tender (not that he would actually be able to hear her words) and picked it up in her right hand and sipped. It was made well, which brightened her spirits.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method of dealing with the darkness of other people. -Carl Jung
Post by Aagney Aodh on Mar 6, 2016 11:18:16 GMT -5
The stench in the air was more than enough to make Aagney cringe as he sat there quietly in the back against a wall. Every one was rubbing up on their self or someone or something else, men and women tried to talk to him but all they got was his hand waving them away. The brute of a man was there for one thing and one thing only, the fight. Aagney could care less if he got the prize money or not, it would be to easy to collect any ways. "Very strong fighters, beat a few men and win the money" was all they said to him to get his attention a week ago. The sight of the men was less than appealing to him, only boys wanting three seconds of fame as they act tough. They barely have been fighting for a couple of years at most to get here, a shit hole in asia to make a pot of ten grand. Every one has to start somewheree though right? He thought to his self as he watch a man drop to the mat and not get up. As the men scrambled around him and dragged him off the mat Aagney walked up to the side of it and took off his clothes, folding them neatly and setting them down on a chair. Only in his cloth he cracked his neck and stepped into the ring. Towering over most men and being so defined, the intimidation factor was enough to scare them out of fighting. As this man raised his fists at him he grinned and raised his hands slowly, sliding his left foot out front of him he started bouncing from foot to foot. The men yelled something but Aagney couldn't hear it nor did he care, once he heard the bell only one thing mattered, defeating this man. As the man charged, Aagney lunged forward and spun around on his left foot, lifting his elbow he connected it with the mans face. Feeling the cartilidge in the nose break and the bones in his jaw and cheek dislocated and crack he dropped to the ground after flying back onto the mat.
The once roaring crowd was silent then after a few seconds erupted in mix of both anger and ecitement. Aagney stopped after the man went flying, standing up straight he watched as the other men ran up to check on the fool on the floor that was covered in his own blood. Closing his eyes he slowly let out a long breath and turn around. The tall muscular bronze skined, white haired man walked over to his clothes and stopped. Turning around he stood there silently, folding his arms over his chest he waited till they cleaned up the blood and sent another man in to replace the last one. Women scantily clad walked up to him and started putting their hands on his back and arms. The women were tiny compared to him, slowly and carefully he slid their hands off and waved them off slowly before looking around the room trying to see if any one was worthy of fighting here or was it all going to be for naught?
Post by Nyghtingale on Mar 6, 2016 19:12:43 GMT -5
Nyght sat alone, sipping on her drink slowly with her right hand, her left casted arm resting upon the bar. She ignored everybody else including several guys who attempted to hit her up. She simply did not even respond to them, but kept sipping her drink and resolutely ignoring them till they went away. She was trying her best to ignore the skanky strippers, who looked like they would probably entertaining customers one on one behind those doors to make extra cash, and decided to instead watch the guys in the center of the room fighting it out for cash. She found it disgusting, but as she watched she began to understand a little more. These men where not just being macho and overly testosterone filled. Some where fighting for reasons. Others could be said to be fighting for none what so ever. She watched them with slight amusement, and thought to herself about how she could side up there, and take any of them on. Yet her way of fighting would not be fair, and would raise far to many questions about why when somebody touched her, they suddenly flew backwards as if blasted with a couple thousand volts and amps of electrical current.
So instead of thrusting herself foolishly up on stage, she watched as the men fought it out between themselves. She watched as the larger, white haired individual got up upon the stage and took his first individual out with ease like it was nothing. She leaned back against the wall, motioning at the bartender to bring her another drink. She was not even tipsy yet, and so a second one would be safe. She watched as another male got up on to the stage to fight against the big white haired brute, not paying attention as the bar tender fixed and brought her next drink. She sipped from it, watching the next fight intently, the slight amount of alcohol numbing her taste buds to the slightly different change in taste of the new drink.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method of dealing with the darkness of other people. -Carl Jung
Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye he turned his head slowly to see a large muscular man walk up on the mat. Looking over the man he nodded to him before uncrossing his arms and cracking his neck again. Closing and opening his hands he slowly raised them up and slid his left foot forward, bouncing back and forth between his left and right foot he watched as the man got into his stance and started walking around the mat staring at him. circling with the man he waited for him to make a move, a single strike to find his distance. That was his downfall, as the mans arm extended fully, Aagney grabbed it, spinning around he bent he arm backwards over his shoulder, feeling the bones and joints break, he threw the man over his shoulder over the crowd and against the wall. Watching his slam against it and fall to the ground Aagney stood up fully and lowered his arms to his sides. "Too simple.." was all he said as he looked at the men scrambling to collect the screaming man. As the crowd went silent Aagney looked over and at the bar to see if any one was worthy of fighting. Noticing the woman standing out from the rest of the crowd sitting in the back, sipping her drink he ignored it and looked for someone else. Sighing heavily he spoke loudly over the noise of the crowd. "Is there no one worth fighting here?" Watching the crowd and no one spoke up or moved in. Surely they were not all idiots wanting to go to their death.
Sighing he walked over to the window against the wall to the book keeper. Reaching his hand in the window he held out his palm and stared at the man as he quickly counted the money and put it into his hand. Glancing at it he pulled out the money and walked over to the mat. Setting the cash in the middle of it he spoke out to the crowd. "Any one who can land a fist on me can have the money." Looking around he waited for someone to take the challenge.
Post by Nyghtingale on Mar 7, 2016 22:36:14 GMT -5
Nyght continued to sip upon her altered drink, watching the fight between the large blonde guy and the new opponent. When Blondie broke his arm, Nyght winced as her own tingled. She had not broken her own in such a way, but it had been equally as foolish. She had accidentally created an explosion through a chemical reaction between a metal and acid, which she had then ignited the gas emitted from the reaction resulting in a massive explosion that had blown a Stymphalian bird up. However, due to her own failure to know what was about to happen, she had been blown of the back of her akhult Aurora, and fallen on her arm and broken it. She frowned, thinking of her akhult who was hiding in the back alley. Nyght decided it was time to go and check on her friend, then get out of this place. Nothing was really going on.
Nyght got up when Blondie placed the money in the center of the ring, looking to get somebody else to challenge him. She moved around people, the world slightly whirling about her. She grimaced, annoyed that she had accidentally drunk to much booze. She had not though the alcohol would affect her as much as it was. She pushed past people, moving towards the back door not noticing the four guys following her out of the bar. As she stepped out on to the back alley, she had to reach out to steady herself with the dumpster for the bar. The door did not slam, but creaked several more times. She turned around and now saw the four guys stepping out of the bar behind her. She frowned, looking at them as they moved to half surround her. She looked at them, narrowing her eyes.
"Sssh look here, guysh. I don't think yoush wanna be messhing with me alright?"
The men laughed, moving in and one grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her back against his chest and pinning her against his larger more powerful frame. Nyght pulled her upper lip back in snarl reminiscent of one that passed across her beloved akhult's face sometimes. She clenched her fists, and gathering her power inwards towards herself, she released it in the form for a electrical burst. The man touching her took then entire thing, power charging through his hands and in to his body. He began to shake, quivering on the spot like he had been hit with a tazer on steroids. His entire body began to shake violently, shaking Nyght with him but she did not care. She released her power, and the male fell to the ground. She did not care at the moment that she had not held back, and that she had just sent enough power through his body and chest that his heart would probably stop. Oh no...Nyght was not having ANY of it tonight. Tipsy, woozy from whatever had been slipped in to her drink she was violent and angry.
Nyght pointed at the dumpster that she had been leaning against, and channeling her anger in to power, she controlled the metal. She jerked her hand from one side to the other, and the metal dumpster flew. It smashed against the next person beside it, then slammed in to the next wall. The loud metallic banging masked the surely sickening sounds of flesh mangling and every bone in the man's body shattering at the same time. However it was all getting to Nyght, and she stumbled to one knee, catching herself from falling on her face with one hand, before her elbow gave out and darkness swirled in to her vision, and claimed her consciousness.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method of dealing with the darkness of other people. -Carl Jung
His eyes scanned the crowd, no one budged on the offer. Leaning down he picked it up and walked over to his clothes, Pulling up his pants and buttoning them, he then slipped on his shirt and stepped into his sandals. Putting the money in his pocket he turned and walked through the crowd. Every one got out of his way by side stepping or just walking off. Noticing the woman from the bar exiting the building out the back door with four other men was not unusual but the men didn't look like they knew her. It was non of his business and he planned to keep it that way. When he got to the door and grabbed the handle he heard a loud slam against the building. pushing the door open he saw the woman drop to her knees before going unconcious. Looking around he saw the body of one man and both his friends rushing towards Aagney. Spinning his body and throwing his leg in the air he connected his foot to one of the mens rib cage. Feeling them break under the pressure he watched the guy drop to the ground. His buddy slid to a stop and fell on his ass. Scrambling to get back up he ran off down the alley and into the night.
Aagney watched the man run off before putting his attention to the woman. Walking up to her slowly he crouched down and reached his hand out, softly touching her cheek he sighed and lifted his head to see a large beast standing before him. Aagney spoke softly to the beast. "Shes going to need some help.. A little more than you can give her." Taking his eyes off the creature he looked at the woman and slowly scooped her up in his arms to hold her in a cradle. Standing up straight he looked at the large beast and said. "Come on, lets get off the streets before we have more company." Walking down the alley he headed for the gym he stayed at nearby. It was old and no one used it except for Aagney, the owners left it as they found better locations in other countries to train from. The warm air with a slight breeze blew through the streets that were dimly lit by burnt out street lights. Aagney didn't look for if the beast followed, only knew it most likely would. A good thirty minutes passed before they arrived at the building, it was old and not kept up with, but warmth radiated from the heater inside. Reaching out with his foot he pushed the door open and walked in. The warm air from the heater being left on pushed past him, the building was clean on the inside. Mats kept swept and exercise equipment kept stored away. Only thing out of place in the large room was the heater sitting in the middle of the floor next to a folded up blanket and a pillow.
Slipping out of the sandals he stepped onto the mats and carried her to the middle next to the heater. Grabbing the edge of the blanket with his toes he pulled it open and laid her down on it carefully. With her body on the ground he held her head carefully with one hand and arranged the pillow with the other under her. Laying her head down he stood up and walked to the sink. Taking a cup from the side of it he filled it full of water and walked over, setting it on the floor a few feet away from her.
Looking up to see the large creature slowly walking into the room he nodded to it before walking slowly to the door and closing it. Looking back he saw the creature laying down next to the girl. Aagney kept his distance as he walked over to the closet and got out another blanket and pillow. Laying it on the ground on the other side of the room he layed down and closed his eyes to dose off for a little while.
Aurora stood over Nyght when she fell. Having heard the commotion, the akhult had moved to help her friend and companion but somebody had showed up. Her large nose twitched and her eyes narrowed as the massive creature watched the large ice colored haired man moved beside her companion. The akhult growled softly, but did not attack the male. He seemed to be there to help, having attacked one of the others and letting the last flee down in to the cityscape. The creature's muscles where bunched however, ready to attack and devour the male creature before her to protect her companion. The male however picked up her friend, and began to carry her. His words meant nothing to the creature, but his actions where very evident. He seemed to be willing to help, and not wanting to harm. Her large padded feet carried her after the male, moving almost silently along strange solid stone path.
When the male entered a building, the akhult paused and sniffed around the edges of the building and around the door. Smelling old scents, she paused while the male entered with her companion. She pressed up against the wall, and hiked her leg up and let loose a stream of urine upon the door frame. Marking the territory, she moved inside the building and wriggled through the hallways. Her nose twitching she followed the scent of the strange male and her companion and watched as the stranger put her down. When the male had finished, Aurora moved over immediately and curled up with her companion, friend, and alpha. She laid protectively beside Nyght, her long tail curled slightly around and her head just above Nyght's head. She kept a close eye upon the male, despite the fact that he seemed to be laying down to rest as well. She would stay this way until Nyght moved.
Several hours later, Nyght finally did stir. She groaned, opening her eyes and instantly shutting them with a whimper. The lights instantly made her nauseous and her head spin. She covered her eyes with her hands, whimpering softly and opening her eyes. Even the dimmed light from behind her hands hurt slightly, but she could at least have her eyes open this way. She instantly felt a hot wet tongue caress her cheek, and she smiled. Good Aurora, always by her side. She slowly sat up, putting the hand not covering her eyes on Aurora's neck to help steady herself. She slowly removed her hand from over her eyes, squinting and looking around trying to figure out where she was. The place looked dilapidated, run down but slightly taken care by somebody who had some time on their hands to slightly keep this place up. She noticed somebody sleeping across the room and tilted her head wondering who it was, and if this was the person who had brought her here.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method of dealing with the darkness of other people. -Carl Jung
