Get ready to meeet Damian's old friend. Quick warning; she a bit odd...
Frevel City, NY. Evening.
"How much longer do you think it will take to get there?" Ciél asked as patiently as possible. Well, you've gotta give her credit for how long she held out. I thought realizing that the moon that I hate so much was bleeding high in the sky again. I was used to being escorted here by car for people who needed to get 'work' done, walking was another thing. I am glad I'm done with this life.
"About zero minutes, we're here." I said showing her the lights of Club R.I.P. "Let's get this done quick." Turning to her I noticed she was carrying her whiteboard. "You're going to have to hide that, that's the kind of thing people pick up on."
"You understand that I wouldn't be able to talk to you in there, correct?" Ciél asked. I shrugged and gave her a pleading look. "I'm sorry but I can't think of a place to hide this if I'm wearing these clothes."
"Yeah..." I sighed contently immediately receiving a light jab to my arm. I looked at her face and it went from happy to flustered.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you. I just got a b-"
"Ciél." I called placing my hands on her shoulders, stopping her mid-apology. "It's fine, we were just having fun. You don't have to be so formal with me." She remained silent as though the words were foreign to her. "...Look I'll make sure we can talk, alright?"
"...Thank you." Ciél stated wiping her eyes and setting here whiteboard down by the clubs dark tinted windows.
The door burst open and the clubs bouncer began shouting at us. "Hey you kids can't just stand outside of the club either keep movin' or I-" Making eye contact with me he paused. "You again. And I was so excited when the cops finally got you."
"Aw, I missed you too Nicole." I joked. "Is Ms. Gunmasu here?"
"First it's Nicholas, second I don't think she called you today so to you, she ain't here." He said stepping towards me then looking at Ciél. "Third how'd you score a chick like her?"
Ciél nervously side-stepped placing her self behind me, while trying to awkwardly cover herself in the clothes. Though it seemed a bit cliché now that the situation included Ciél it was better. "You've never liked me have you," I ask cracking my knuckles and taking a step towards him. "Nikki?"
His eyebrow twitched in anger and he charged me. "You wanna die don't 'cha!?" By the time he reached me my hands were all ready in chain form but I decided to up the 'cool factor' a little. Watching his slower punch I block with a punch of my own. Our knuckles crashed together tying in mid-air, the difference being that my fist were metal unlike his. He brought his other hand to his surely broken fingers and yelled. "Son of a b-" Cutting him of I grab the collar of his dress shirt and pull him towards me.
"Now then," I began drawing my head back then slamming it into his. Letting him drop I ignore the pain in my head and invite Ciél in. "We're gonna let ourselves in."
The minute we opened the door the smell of smoke and alcohol enters our noses. I've become immune to this place's atmosphere after being invited here so often but Ciél seemed to have a bit of trouble breathing. I'd better make this quick. I decided hearing her stifle coughs behind me. Passing the redemption area where Nicholas would usually be standing I caught a glimpses of a small notepad with the bars skull in a witches hat logo. After grabbing it I hand it to Ciél and she smiled gratefully through her scarf.
"Ciél, I need you to stay right here. I'll be in there." I said pointing to a set of double doors that had a crystal ball painted across them. "If anything happens knock and I'll be right here." Nodding she scribbles something on her new notepad. 'If that's what you want.'
I nod then put my hand to her baseball cap. "Here," I say pulling it down over her eyes. "Try not to talk to any one." Now rushing to get this over with I open the doors and walk in.
"I've been expecting you, Mr. Lex." The club owners states rotating her swivel chair, while petting a small grey mongoose. "You know I've always wanted to do that." she laughed.
"Ms. Gunmasu, its nice seeing you again." I replied, not caring if she could tell if I was lying or not.
"Oh Damian, just call me Kamari." she says changing her tone from playful to serious. Taking down my hood I examine the woman. She still looked the same since the last time I saw her. Her ebony skin shined nicely in the light and the curvaceous woman's naturally brown eyes were now red like my own.
"What happened to your eyes?"
"You like? After you got arrested for murdering that Meister I missed you." Kamari sighed pretending to wipe a tear from her eye but instead taking out a contact lens. "I had to feel connected to you somehow. Although I am glad to see you've grown into a healthy eighteen year old."
Yeah, right... "Look I'm just here to tell you I can't do your dirty work anymore, I'm leaving so-"
"You came for a goodbye kiss!" Kamari asked feigning excitement before changing her voice to sensual. "Or... Did you want more now that you're of age?"
Normally I'd have nervously laughed or my heart would drop but all of our conversations went something like this so I've become immune to her 'jokes'. Still if she wasn't so... Sighing I put the thought out of my mind. "I'm going to-"
"Death city? I know, are you forgetting that I'm a witch that can see the future?" Kamari sighed in an annoyed manner. "Is that why you killed Diaz?" I nodded. She swiftly leaps over the table and from atop the desk she used her magic to place claws against my throat ordering me to be silent. "Hey Meister," She called to the door. "Come in here."
The door opened an Ciél seemed to nervously peek through. "C'mon. I know you've been listening the whole time." Ciél's face goes red and I have to admit I became tense, wondering how she'll take the things she may've heard. Ciél approaches and is stopped by Ms. Gunmasu, making sure she can't see the claws at my throat. "So you're the one taking my best errand-boy away from me? Well, I suppose I should welcome you. Welcome to Club R.I.P. or should I say New York, Ms. Evans?" I opened my mouth to speak but Kamari applied more pressure slightly piercing my skin giving me a familiar cold feeling to my skin. I would've takin the time to figure out why I knew that sensation if the trouble Ciél was in. Dammit she's not gonna let me help her. The room remains quiet and Ciél hands the witch a paper. Ms. Gunmasu laughs then turns the note to me. 'Don't hurt him.' I only shrug and Kamari retracts her claws.
"Thanks." I sigh glad to be able to speak worry free.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself, I am the mongoose witch Kamaria Gunmasu but please, call me Kamari. And you know what? You can take him. I've got a new bodyguard now." She says snapping her fingers. I hope she doesn't mean Nikki because he's not protecting anything for a while. The instant I finished the thought curtains from the other end of the room move and a familiar large body appears. "He's not as fun to play with as Damian but he still takes care of business. I don't know why you didn't keep him. Gyles please take care of them while I make a call."
"I finally get to pay you back." He chuckles darkly. My hands change but before either of us can make a move Ciél steps between us.
'Wait!' She wrote. 'I already paid our expenses, you were supposed to leave.'
"I did leave. Then I got hired by Madam Gunmasu."
"Ciél, did I mention this place was violent." I say gently moving her to the side. Just as I do Gyles' hands goes to my hoody and lift me from the floor. Crap. In a quick spin release he threw me through the double doors, breaking one of them from its hinges in the process.
Running after me Ciél shows me a note, I was a bit dizzy and couldn't read it so I assumed she was asking if I was alright, the answer, no. Wincing I tried to sit up as Kamari's mongoose jumps onto my chest. Walking up behind the pet was Kamari herself, who kneeled and whispered to me. "Oh you poor thing, she's using you and you don't even know it. But don't worry we'll be in touch." I wanted to ask what she meant but I faded into unconsciousness.