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What Really Happened; This is No Joke
Topic Started: Apr 21 2014, 07:24 PM (169 Views)
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Price: [/He said he'd check up on the bastard didn't he? He wouldn't make good on his threat, not when the game was over, not when he had already won] [Maitho didn't have too many he could just talk to either- Not with their history] [/He looks for the brothel, and all it's cats imagery before entering] Oi! Buttercup! [/He looks eyes the on going theme... and cats. Haydn was here of course. Maitho must love this.] *Snorts* Or maybe I outta call for 'crazy cat lady...' [/A small joke for himself]

Bianca: There's no need to yell. *She comes down the stairs dressed in a black silk robe with a cup of tea in her hands. Her hair was recently done with long loose curls over her shoulders. They hadn't opened up yet for the night, not having enough girls hired yet to carry a full schedule unlike the other brothels. They were getting more popular, though, so it was likely to change soon.* Also, I'm not-

*Just as she was about to claim she wasn't a "crazy cat lady," Princess's kittens went tumbling down the stairs after one another, only stopping when they saw the stranger. Even then, they scampered off behind the front desk to play.*

Maitho: ...rotten things.

Price: Ya must love them if ya didn' kick 'em on their way. [/Having a bit of fun with it] Told ya I knew where ya were.

Maitho: As if I would have any heart for cats. *huffs* Anyway, so what if you found me? It's not that big of a deal. *He knocks twice on the wall, a signal to Haydn that an MC member was there... and then one more to let him know it was Price. It's all done quickly, though, to avoid suspicion.* It was good enough to hide me for a while, though. Always did love buildings like this...

Price: [/Makes a face] ...Maybe 'cause yer blind... Anyways, can we talk somewhere? I heard you still got information on a few targets.

Maitho: Of course we can talk. Would you like to come upstairs with me? I'm afraid it's a bit chilly down here.

Price: 'ight then. Lead the way. [/Well he was taking this all well. Maybe he just needed space to stop being so p*ssy about what happened]

Haydn: [/He waits in a blind spot, grinning] [/He was told specifically not to actually cut him, with was disappointing but still... this should quite enjoyable.]

Maitho: *He nods and leads Price up to the bedroom on the top floor.* Just make sure you don't step on any tails. The noise they make is awful... and Haydn will get upset with me. *He opens the door to the room and walks in, and indeed, it wasn't a total lie. A small electric heater was on, and it looked rather cozy inside.* Just make yourself at home.

Price: Not stay'n that long, but I won't when I s- [/He's jerked back, feeling someone lock his arms up from behind, bracing him tight to where it almost hurts] -HEY! [/He tries slamming his head back, but he's dropped down to his knees instead- which was f*cking painful feeling someone's foot pressing down the back of his legs]

Haydn: Best if you don't struggle~ [/Cackles]

Maitho: *turns around with a small smile on his face*

Bianca: I warned you, didn't I~? You really are an idiot. <3

Price: Oh f*ck off, Savat! AND GET OFF ME, YOU JACKA**! [/He starts thrashing in Haydn's grip, but the man did serve in the Elite force once upon a time and therefore was restrained effectively]

Bianca: *crouches down in front of him, holding out a vial in front of his face* Do you remember this? They aren't berries, but the flowers are just as good...~ *shakes the glass tube to show him the nightshade flowers inside* Did you know that you can make someone swallow just by messing with some muscle? My son is full of terribly useful information.

Price: [/He reels back, trying to process this information] Put that the f*ck away, you f*cking know better! [/Snarling]

Bianca: ...do I? *sounds a bit confused* Strange, I'm pretty sure that you liked this one. Asked for it specifically.

Maitho: *He's having a hard time keeping a straight face during this. Well, a straight face for Bianca... which is arguably more unsettling than his own blank expression. He's not entirely sure why she always smiles, or rather, why she does when he takes on that role.*

Price: I'll f*cking kill you, you sonna' b*tch, do you think this sh*t is funny?! [/He struggles harder, straining himself]

Haydn: [/He has to laugh] Oh you're a strong one! Careful, don't want to break your arms!

Bianca: Mmm-hmm. After all, we all know how well that old bitch fixed your knee... although it did heal better than mine. *presses the glass end of the vial against his forehead* Why don't you say you're sorry for being such an arrogant man and waltzing in here like you own me?

Bianca: *leans in close, almost enough to kiss him if she wanted* You have to pay first, you know that.

Price: Would ya stop talk'n like a b*tch you f*ckin' b*tch!? [/There's a tinge of fear and bewilderment in his angry tone]

Bianca: ..... *smacks him* Excuse you.

Maitho: I am not, nor have I ever been, a bitch. *sighs* Let him go, Haydn... before I decide to have you cut his legs out from under him at the top of the stairs.

Haydn: *Lets him go, and gets shoved back after so* Aha~ !

Price: [/Rubs his arms, looking absolutely furious] What the hell, Savat!?

Maitho: Oh come on, I might have decided not to carry through with my threat, but a dog needs to know his place. *smiles, dumping out the vial* And for your information, not all nightshade are poisonous. Atropa Belladonna is what you took. That was Solanum Nigrum, also known as black nightshade. *grins* I was planning on giving it to you to freak you out even more... but I'm too kind for that.

Price: Well an't I the lucky one, a**hole? [/He gets up, with a bit more difficulty than he expected] Just tell if you f*ckin' killed anyone on the target list, and I'm gone.

Maitho: You can't be serious? *sighs* You come all the way out here just for one little name? You're so damn dull.

Price: You f*ck'n tried to kill me!

Haydn: [/Rolls his eyes] Drama Queen. It was just a joke!

Price: And f*ck you! [/AGH] I should deck ya in the face fer that!

Maitho: *quiet but firm* If I really wanted to kill you, it would have been much easier to have you seriously injured first. Don't test my patience. *He reaches into his underwear drawer and hands Price a Polaroid.* Your Mr. Goodman. If that's enough for you, burn the picture, and we'll call it a done job. He was a former security guard given the task by a Johnathan Hill, an officer in the Elite. I'm not sure if it was worth killing him... but it's a bit too late for that. He made for a great lesson.

Price: [/He looks at the picture and makes a face] Jesus man, the hell did you do to him? [/Ugh] ...But he already had some of our names. It needed to be done... [/He didn't like it. But it was true] ....and lesson?

Maitho: For Rowan of course. *Doesn't understand a point in hiding it.* Really, I'm surprised you didn't suspect that I would do such a thing.

Price: ...so the kid...did-

Haydn: [/Sighs dramatically and points roughly at the picture over Price's shoulder] No, no, no, I did the mouth thing. I can see what you're thinking- the boy just finished the deed~<3

Price: [/Shoves him back again] Would you back up?! [/Still it's good to know that the kid wasn't a slasher of some kind- not by much... or at all. This was still f*cked up] ...Yer screwing up that kid yanno.

Maitho: No need to be so rude to my fiance, Price. *He crosses his arms, the diamond on his finger glinting.* And Rowan is just fine. He understands that people like that have only one purpose when we get a hold of them, to die. What would you rather have me do? We both share a lot of the same traits even if he apparently inherited his mother's interest in the medical aspect of life. *smiles* Rather ironic, isn't it? His mother saved lives, or at least supported them, while his father takes them away.

Price: Yeah, it's f*ck'n poetic. [/Grumbles before taking out a lighter] [/He would of shown Annie proof of the deed, but... there was no reason to show here this macabre picture] ...and what did you do with the body?

Maitho: Sweet buried it for us since he owed me a favor. I believe it's somewhere between Pine and Vermont on the far side of the Slums, but I wouldn't suggest going to confirm it. That whole area has been overtaken by drug dealers and the homeless.

Maitho: That bit of information is for free.

Price: [/Frowns as he burns the picture over a ashtray] Glad yer so generous. Are you going to start charging us down the line?

Maitho: Only in exchange for more targets... since Fortune has put a hold on any murders for the time being. Apparently, one of the people we took care of was an informant to the Elite. *pulls out a pack of smokes and offers Price one* It was his mistake, not ours, but he's worried about becoming suspicious himself.

Price: [/He refuses it] Still, I'll have to keep Johnathan Hill in mind. [/He brushes the ash off his fingers, after destroying the photo] If yer gonna start charging, we'll have to go after him ourselves. [/Besides the point of the targets was to keep Maitho from killing randomly- and if Fortune was gonna make him hold on that...]

Maitho: *shrugs* Like I said, it's only for more waste to get rid of. *He puts one of the cigarettes in his mouth and lights it.* Other than that, I don't need anything. Money isn't exactly in short supply around here... especially with Rowan taking care of our books. Not that Haydn did a bad job.

Price: He's adjusted fine here I guess. No talk of revenge?

Maitho: None at all... but I would be careful. *amused* After all, I never said anything to you when you first refused me that cigarette. He might be biding his time.

Price: Well that's just f*ckin' dandy... [/He pockets the lighter with a small mutter] That's it then. ...but do not f*cking do that again.

Maitho: Do what? *actually confused* We took care of him like you asked.

Price: F*ck, Savat! I meant the sh*t you just pulled.

Maitho: Oh that. *He sounds like it was nothing.* It's nothing compared to what we put in your shampoo and soap, believe me. *chuckles* You really didn't notice? You must not be allergic to poison ivy. Interesting.

Price: .......WHAT?! [/Fumming]

Maitho: *just keeps smiling* I was planning that for when I first left, but considering we recently left again right before April Fool's Day, it only seemed fitting.

Price: [/He snatches the smoke out of the blind man's hand and stamps it into the ground so the ash made a ugly botch on the carpet] I can't f*cking believe you, f*cking a**hole, I sh- [/He continues ranting even as he turns and leaves the bedroom, going down the stairs with a bit more of a limp now]

Maitho: *He blinks in surprise when the smoke suddenly vanishes, but he frowns when the smell hits him.* ...tch, really? The carpet? *to Haydn* It's like he thinks we did something wrong...

Haydn: [/Shrugs] Like I said my darling Fiancee~ Draaaammaa queeeeen~<3 [/He taps his foot on the stain and sighs dramatically] ...this is going to stain. Oh brother, I wish you could of let me hurt him a little.

Maitho: I know, but... it can't be done. Not by you or me, and it especially can't be done by Rowan. *hums* However... Rowan's little boyfriend might be willing to hurt him for us. We'll have to see what your nephew thinks on that, though.

Haydn: [/Smirks] He did give him that lovely limp after all... but we do have larger things to worry about don't we? [/Hums happily] I'll get the club soda and wash cloth~

Maitho: All right, and I'll help as best I can. My own fault for telling him about that prank... although... I'm still curious as to why he didn't break out. He was always particular about getting in a shower a day back when...

Haydn: ...it's possible he doesn't bathe as often as he should. [/Uaghk] The plumbing down there is a bit... less than desired.

Maitho: True. *There's a pause before he chuckles again.* Shame he won't let "Bianca" help him out with that. Anyway... let's just get this done.
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