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The First of Many to Come; Haydn and Maitho Need to Teach a Customer a Lesson...
Topic Started: Jan 26 2014, 02:41 PM (146 Views)
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Takes place immediately after Time for Quick Catch Up.

WARNING: CONTAINS GORE AND VIOLENCE OF A HEINOUS NATURE, ENDING IN MURDER. AS NEEDED, I'VE HIDDEN THE MORE GRUESOME CONTENTS AS 'SPOILERS.' NEVERTHELESS, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

*The man in question is sitting not far from the food stall where Maitho met with Price. He wasn't very old, but it was clear he was older than Maitho at least. Two thick gray streaks went through his brown hair, and his hands were starting to show wrinkles.**He's wearing an old gray coat and brown slacks.**He sips on a bottle of Coke, but when he catches sight of Maitho, he smiles and sets it aside.*

Man: Hey there, B. You're early... not that I'm complaining~

Bianca (Maitho): I told you I wanted to see you again. *He smiles, tucking a lock of his hair behind his ear. Right after leaving Price, he'd put on his coral lipstick. He wanted to look his best, after all.* Of course I was going to be early~

*The two leave the Black Market, and while they have pleasant conversation between them, Maitho's more than ready to have him dead. He's been waiting, and he's been so patient and understanding towards his clients.**However, it's been a long time since he's had a part in killing someone, and he needed an example for both the girls and their customers.*

*They arrive at a small bar not far from the Cat Corner where Maitho's told Haydn to wait for them in the basement. Maitho won't lead him there immediately, but he does tap off both of his heels twice when getting the snow off. It's a signal for Haydn to know they're there.*

Haydn: [/He's been waiting anxiously for those taps and tried to contain his excitement] [/There was a nice, clear space for them to do their work, right over a drain pipe. Cleanup wouldn't take log at all, and disposal would be even quicker.] [/He'll make sure the perfect message was sent, just as his dear brother wanted] [/He cracks out his claws and waits for them to descend in the dark]

*The two share some more small talk before Maitho quietly leads him down the stairs. The basement in question is at least clean, but it doesn't have the lavish bedroom 'Bianca' promised him. Not that it matters. No one will bother them there, not when the bar hasn't been open in over a year.*

Bianca: ...I really hope you don't mind, but I lied to you. *She smiles as she turns and wraps her arms around the back of his neck.* You'll forgive me... won't you?

Man: *He narrows his eyes and tries to push her away.*

Bianca: Come on! Don't be like that! I-I wanted to go out with you, really, but my boyfriend- *She cuts herself off, just like they practiced, waiting for Haydn to cut the guy's heels like the thug.*

Haydn: [/The claws came at the man's feet with such momentum that you could hear them wooshing just before the sicking sound they made with his flesh] Pleasure to meet my sweetheart's abuuuuusive lover~ [/He crackled, delighted by how perfectly things were seeming to go]

Man: *He doesn't even have a chance to cry out before he hits the ground. There's plenty of time when Bianca slams her heel into one of his hands, and he makes good use of that time.* Aaah! Fuck! *He grits his teeth and tries to curl into himself.* What the... why's this going on?!

Maitho: *He drops his lady voice and steps back off of the man's hand.* Because you're too stupid to know how to treat a man of my caliber, clearly. I was going to let it go... let the bruises heal and forget it ever happened... *He can't help but smile, and his tone is soft and smooth like it used to be.* Then I remembered another man who didn't know how to play nice with me either, and it seemed so rude not to kill you too.

Haydn: [/He folds one of his arms behind his back, and tip taps around the downed man for a moment, wagging his bloody claw in a scolding fashion] And, and, and, you made such the mistake of roughing up my cute brother. [/He clicks his tongue and slams his heel onto the man's back, just where the large bruise was on Maitho] You left such awful marks. Horrible really. Just how cruel can you be~?

Man: Guah! *He tries to drag himself forward even after Haydn stomps on him.* I said... I said I was-

Maitho: *He kicks his forehead. It's not hard enough to cause much more than a mark, but it does silence him again for a second.* "I'm sorry" doesn't fix everything. Didn't you know?

Man: *He lays there wheezing, and then he almost whimpers. He catches himself, though.* ...so tell me what I have to do to make it up to you.

Maitho: There's nothing you can really do. *He 'looks' up at Haydn.* Do you mind helping me put him in that chair we brought down here? I think it's time I showed you my work.

Haydn: [/He crouches down and slides his arms under his, forcing him up and start to drag him to the chair] [/He whispers into his ear with utter glee] This is where it gets fun, you lucky luuucky luck luck man~<3 [/He sets the chair, hands clasped on his shoulders like a bird was perching there]

Man: *He hisses and chokes back anything more when he's moved.* Yeah, real fucking lucky... *He doesn't fully grasp what's happening to him, but it's not like he ever expected this. Maybe being banned from the brothel in question, but not... whatever was happening now.*

Maitho: *He didn't just go to the Black Market to meet with Price. He'd been there before that to meet with one of his favorite vendors. She didn't have much in stock for him, but what she did have was more than enough for him.**He pulls out a small pill bottle and rattles it.* Do you want to guess what I have in here? Go ahead and say it. You'll probably be wrong, but that's okay. It will give you a few extra minutes.

Man: ...I don't know. *swallows* Speed, crack? Fuck... fuck if I've got any clue!

Haydn: Wrong! Wrong! And WrooOoong~! [/His thumbs dig into the back of his neck, not enough to flay him or anything, but just enough to hurt him] But...It'd be a good idea. To be a good boy and do as he says.

Man: *He gasps and jerks forward, trying to pull away.*

Maitho: Because you're so ignorant, I'll just straight up tell you then. *He opens the bottle and pours a couple out into his hand.* They're thorn apple seeds... *He can't help but smile as he comes closer.* Another name for them is moonflower, but both of those sound too pretty. *He leans in close and takes a hold of the man's chin.* I prefer them by their true name. Datura.

Haydn: Oh, even with all that I'm willing to bet my bottom dollar he still hasn't a clue. [/His thumbs dig a little more now] Open wide~ Mind your manners~

Man: *He gasps again, his mouth dropping open without his consent.* Ahaa-

Maitho: *He forces the seeds into their victims mouth, back near the throat, and forces his mouth shut.* He might not have a clue yet, but he will soon... You have about twenty minutes until that kicks in, but it's all right. We won't leave you alone down here.

Haydn: [/He caves a line on his neck, humming] Certainly don't want you to leave us before then... Whats some harmless fun we can have... Do you have a suggesting Mister~? Should we start with your hands? Or your face? Maybe even take off that lovely set of hair you have?

Man: Oh God... anything you want. Just let me live. Please!

Maitho: Take his hair, Haydn. All of it. We'll start small and build our way up for when those seeds kick in. *He sits down in front of the man, just far enough of reach from his legs should he kick.* And while you do that... I'll tell our guest here a little story.

Haydn: Keep in mind, that I can snap your neck whenever I want so try not to scream, alright~? [/His tone is sweet as he trails his claw up at the center of the forehead just under the hairline] [/Then he begins carving a thin careful line, scrapping slighting against the skull as he does]

Man: *He starts to scream, but he slams one of his own feet down on the other to stop himself.**He's trying to delude himself into thinking that if he keeps quiet, they might let him go.**All he did was leave a few bite marks! What did it matter?!*

Maitho: All right then, that's a good boy... *He smiles again.* We'll start at the beginning... with a man named Maitho Savat and his patient Nicolas. Now, Nicolas was a very sick man, but he wasn't sick like you are. No no, he simply had a disease that, as a Normal, he could never get the cure too. The pain was becoming too much for him, and because Maitho was such a merciful man, he decided to help Nicolas.

Haydn: [/He's listens just as intently as he hoped the man was, scrapping his finger expertly along, but slowly and surely. Just by the ear now, where the bone was thinnest]

Man: Ah! *He flinches away from Haydn's claw which only drags it further along.*

Maitho: *He doesn't stop.* ...and so, with small doses of oleander leaves in his tea, Maitho helped him along. It was still painful, but it meant that he could forget the pain of his original illness. Alas, Maitho was young at that time, and it was the first attempt he'd made to kill someone let alone kill them slowly like Nicolas wanted. In a week, he was dead, and while the treatment was supposed to last three months, at the very least Nicolas wasn't in pain anymore.

Haydn: [/He smiles, amused that the man flinched but still asked] Are you listening? [/He's already half way done]

Man: I'm listening! I'm listening! *And he's also starting to feel the effects of the datura. He can't see... but he blames that on the scalping that's in progress. However, he can't fully hear the story. 'Bianca's' voice takes on a more sinister tone according to his ears, and there's almost an echo to the words.**He closes his eyes, sweating and panting while he tries to stay conscious.* ...I... what... what happens next?

Maitho: That's a good boy. *chuckles* While it's been a long time, I do believe the next person Maitho murdered was a hooker. Yes, a nasty little street walker thrown on him by his arch nemesis, Lamont Price.

Haydn: [/Oh yes, h e's heard this story before] [/He carves upward now, a third of the way to where he began] She just couldn't take the hint~ [/Hums]

Man: *When the pain forces his eyes open again, he stares ahead. Then he gasps because he can see two people standing behind Bianca.* No! No! Not... not more of you psychos! Where the fuck did they even come from?!

Maitho: Oh, they're not really here. *He gets up but doesn't come closer.* Why? Are you Maitho Savat? Have they finally come for you?

Haydn: [/He crackles, delighted by this fun little twist] [/Finally the scrapping made its way back to the first cut] [/It was time to peel now]

Man: I'm sorry! *He's never experienced anything like this, so he can't help falling into the role.* I didn't... I don't remember doing any of this!

Maitho: *flatly* Of course you don't. You terrible little monster... but with a violent streak like yours, are you really surprised?

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Maitho: I'm not surprised. Even I only ever take half a seed when I go on my vacations, and I gave him two. I'll be gentler with the next one for you, brother.

Haydn: [/He's still grinning] How kind~ Not that this wasn't fun. Did he really think he was you? How full of himself can he be! [/tsktsk...] What will you do with the body~? You mentioned that you need it for some reason?

Maitho: First, we need to drain it, so that way we don't leave a blood trail back here. *chuckles* And forgive me if I'm mistaken, but I'm hoping you're not much of a man of God. Are you?

Haydn: [/He laughs joyously] Why yes brother, can't you tell by my Sunday dress and leather bound Bible? [/He's joking, of course] No, dear brother I'm not. Never been. Why do you ever ask?

Maitho: ...well, I know it's more personal for me than for you, but Valentine's Day is coming up. *He can't help but sigh.* I still love V himself, but at the same time, I can't simply forgive him for feeding me all those pretty lies. *He rolls up the sleeves of his sweater and pushes the man onto his stomach.* So once we drain this asshole's body, we're going to bring him to some church steps. I'm going to need you to help me carve something into the flesh too, in your best handwriting if you can.

Haydn: Do you prefer Gothic lettering or pretty cursive~? [/Cocky but every right to be] [/He really has been practicing the finer details just as he's promised]

Maitho: From the description I got, it is a Catholic church, so I think Gothic would be better. Not that I really understand what makes for good writing. *smiles* "Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have no come to bring peace, but a sword." Sounds nice, right?

Haydn: I love it- lets just hope the big boy has the room for it. [/He's not worried. If need be, they'll use the back]

Maitho: Believe me, I was trying to make sure it wouldn't be too wordy, but God was apparently a very wordy individual. *pauses* You can carve into concrete, though, can't you?

Haydn: Hrm? Oh yes, that's quite the easy feat. [/He chuckles at the memory] I'd write entire novellas of Svarc's romantic escapades with Gabey Wabey on the cell walls~

Maitho: ...shame we don't have that anymore. *amused* Then maybe we should change plans and carve that bit into the steps themselves? Unless you think it would take too long.

Haydn: Not at all actually! It'd take me perhaps just,,, five minutes? With the extra room, I'm far more quick, even with the added detail.

Matho: Then that's what we'll do. Let's start bleeding him out, so he'll be ready for transport by dark. I've got the night off, but I'd like to get a bubble bath in. You want one too?

Haydn: Mmm, yes, I suppose I should. [/He clacks his claws thoughtfully] Would cause quite the stir if too many girls saw my hands. [/But if they knew well, they'd not say a word] I'll position the body~

Maitho: Thank you. I've never drained one before, no means to do it, so you can always tell me how it's done for next time. This won't be our last, after all.

Haydn: Goody~ And this time. We won't be caught. [/His grin widens as he most the body in position so it can drain the quickest...]
"This is a sin for which I deserved to be punished."
- Aoyagi Ritsuka, Loveless
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