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Guest: (You know who you are) With as much respect as I can type into words... TAKE YOUR UNNECESSARY HATE AND FUCK OFF.
*BANG!*
Janet Bhai screamed as the gunshot jerked her back into consciousness. Barely remembering to grab her glasses and her bag, Jane rushed for the door to check what was happened.
In hindsight, that was really stupid of her.
As she opened the fireproof door separating her own room and the attacked room, there was a full second in which she and the six gunners there directly stared at each other. Then the second ended and Jane rushed back, taking the time to lock the two doors as she passed.
After reentering her room, she looked up to see the doodle she'd seen taped to the ceiling just before she went to sleep.
"ESCAPE FROM DEATH?! LOOK UP!" - Friendly Neighborhood Nun
While she leapt out the suggested window, Jane swore to google print the picture of a nun with the closest resemblance to that bitch and use it as her new dartboard if she survived this.
Quickly sliding down with a useable pipe, Jane touched down, barely glimpsing the doodle that had been left for her at the bottom before bullets started raining down around her.
"ESCAPE FROM DEATH?! RUN TO THE LEFT!" - Friendly Neighborhood Nun
Holding her head as more bullets narrowly missed her, Jane screamed as she followed the directions, finding more and more doodles on the way.
"ESCAPE FROM DEATH?! RUN TO THE RIGHT!" - Friendly Neighborhood Nun
"ESCAPE FROM DEATH?! HEAD STRAIGHT!" - Friendly Neighborhood Nun
"ESCAPE FROM DEATH?! APPROACH RED CAR!" - Friendly Neighborhood Nun
For a brief moment, Jane nearly missed the car in question as she ran past. She definitely didn't miss it when it started on and reversed after her, with the bitchy nun in question popping out of the back window.
"Yo, sweetie~" Jane could've puked from the smugness in her tone. "Jogging this late at night? Such a hard worker~"
"Ah... Ah... Ah...! You..! Y-You tricked me!"
"Such mean words to your guardian angel." Eda teased. "Aren't you alive because of my instructions?"
"Screw... you...!" Jane panted as she kept running. Somehow, her pursuers hadn't reached her yet and she wasn't going to test her luck by slowing down in the slightest. "I... thought... I was... going to die...!"
"Oh, really? Well, that's that. Do you want us to save you?"
This... This bitch!
"Think real hard about it this time. If you still don't wanna hand over the plates, too bad. Try a mosque next time, maybe?"
"Damn." Revy commented through a puff of cigarette smoke. "How low can you get, Eda?"
Jane would've voiced her agreement if she'd been free to do so. However, desperate times called for desperate measures. "$30,000!"
"Rock, I'm feeling sleepy. Drop me off back at the church, alright?"
Not desperate enough, apparently.
"You... monster...!" Jane gasped through the pain in her lungs, before squealing at the sound of motorcycles approaching close from behind her. "A-Alright! I'll go with your conditions!"
The car skillfully stopped in a way that blocked Jane from the bikers. "Deal! 'Ask and the door will be opened to you.'."
"If you don't actually save me..." Jane panted heavily. "I'll come back and haunt you!"
Eda looked like she was resisting the urge to laugh. "If I did anything more evil, I'd only scare away sucker- I mean, clients."
"Hey, Eda! What are you doing here?!"
The bikers finally caught up, with the blond man who'd been next to Shenhua calling the nun out.
"What's up?" Eda replied as Jane snuck behind her into the car. "You guys exercising in the late night, too?"
"We have business with that woman there!" The blond man got off and stepped forward as others caught up behind him. "A nonsensical $1,000-a-head job."
Eda shrugged. "That's a nice way to get some pocket change."
"I know, right? How about it, Eda? Why don't you-"
*BLAM!*
The blond man's head rocked back, dying instantly as the bullet from Eda's gun pierced his head. His shocked comrades instantly pointed their weapons.
"Y-You bitch!"
"What do you mean 'bitch', dipshits?" Jane shivered from the cold grin on Eda's face, which would've looked more fitting on a shark's. "This is a big $1,000,000 job."
"And from here on out, she's our client." Revy spoke up, cocking her gun.
"With that said," Eda got back in the car. "Rock, step on it! Revy, eat 'em up!"
"I know!" Rock shouted, already reversing at high speed the moment Eda got both legs inside the car. Bullets began to fly immediately, causing Jane to scream and duck as Revy and Eda retaliated while Rock drove away. "Where do we go?!"
"This is our job, Rock!" Revy replied between bursts of gunfire. "Head for the docks!"
"Somehow, things get very complicated." Shenhua observed as she watched the blond man's body get loaded up. Apparently, he had given a request that in case he died, his body be sent to his brother's family if possible. Luckily, it looked like he had a friend who was present at the time to fulfill that wish.
"Complicated doesn't cover it. It's the Church of Violence and the gunwoman from the Lagoon Company!" One of the other mercenaries spat. "This isn't the same as a simple retrieval. The rabbit we're hunting just got nabbed by gun toting wolves with an elephant on the side."
Shenhua and the others turned as Ru... Russ... Cowboy's car finally caught up. "What are you doing?! You need to get after them!"
"Cowboy! The situation's changed." Shenhua spoke out, speaking for everyone around her. "Unless you up to $40,000-a-head, we all go home."
"What?! Fuck off!" Cowboy retorted. "Just because Jane got two bitches on her side, you're demanding 40k?! Y'all unbelievable pussies!"
Shenhua had heard enough. A quick throw stabbed her kukri into the car behind Cowboy, making sure to skim his side. "Cowboy, this no Florida. This Roanapur. Understand what I say? Our opponents not like punks you know, who graffiti all over walls and get excited. They like us. 'Eat or be Eaten' is our life motto here. If you want stay stingy, then do it with your own men. Understand what I say?"
"...ya pretty full of confidence, chink. I sure hope it ain't bravado I'm hearing. But wait a damn minute!" Cowboy suddenly yanked on the wire connecting her Kukri back to her. "The way you go on, it sounds like you know them."
"Of course I know them. Anyone who doesn't know 'Sister' Eda, 'Two-Hands' Revy and 'Nice Guy' Rock in this place means that they very new or stupid, Cowboy!" Shenhua threw her second Kukri, smirking as it grazed Cowboy's cheek on it's way past. "Hurry and call Lobos! Got it?!"
Seeing the cowboy sufficiently intimidated, Shenhua retrieved her Kukris. "If you do, then we have deal."
"Wait a minute." Lotton spoke up, addressing Shenhua. "If Rock was there in that car, why didn't he shoot back?"
"He use blade like me, pretty boy." Shenhua replied. "Besides, despite being strong, Rock isn't a killer like us. However, the same cannot be said of the ones who follow him."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaassseeeeeeeee."
"...fine." Rock finally caved as the twins whooped in joy after Rock gave permission. With Dutch and Benny absent on a job and an attack soon to happen, he'd definitely need to allow Hansel and Gretel to defend their homebase by allowing them a killing spree.
It didn't mean he had to like it, of course.
"Well, aren't they cute little monsters." Eda teased as she downed a glass of Jim Bean.
"Maybe, but I'm never going to like putting them in danger like this." Rock replied.
"Rock, Rock, Rock." Eda shook her head while wagging a finger. "You should really get used to the fact that those two are the deadliest killers in the whole damn city. Although I can't deny that seeing you act all fatherly's getting me all heated up~"
"Watch it, Eda." Revy snarled from where she was talking with Dutch over the comms. "Or I'm shoving my fist up your cunt."
"Oh, I'd much rather prefer Rock shoving something else in me." Eda chuckled unrepentantly as the man in question reddened from her innuendo.
As Revy's growl filled the room, Rock's imagination went wild. It's not like Eda wasn't an attractive woman. And the nun bit really wasn't that much different from a shrine maiden of his homeland.
"Looks like you're quite thirsty, vampire." Eda taunted, dressed in a rather skimpy version of a shrine maiden's attire, with her usually ankle length red skirt being cut off at her thighs and her white top which was supposed to loosely cover up her upper half being barely held on as it exposed significant amounts of cleavage.
Knowing where his gaze was, Eda flipped her long, blonde hair to expose her pale neck. "Care for a drink? Or maybe..." Her legs spread out, stopping just before anything under her skirt could be seen. "You're the one who desires to be drained~"
The sounds of approaching cars snapped him out of his fantasy, he and his children instantly turning to face the far off causes. "They're here."
Russel quietly watched as the men quietly went up the stares, leading up the minigun user until he was right before the door. Just as the minigun started to whirl and prepare to shoot, the door suddenly opened to reveal a silver-haired boy in goth clothing and holding up an axe.
"Hello~!"
"Oh shit! It's fucking Hansel!"
While the men hiding at the sides of the door turned about to run away, the minigun user wasn't so lucky. Just as he started to fire, his head went missing as 'Hansel' disappeared from view and reappeared several feet away, the 'missing' head crushed in his free hand.
"W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-What just happened?!" Russel shook in his boots, terror filling him up at the monster that had just appeared. "What is that fucking monster?!"
*BLAM!*
*BLAM!*
*BLAM!*
*BLAM!*
In their reasonable haste in keeping an eye on Hansel, four of the mercenaries died from the gunshots, reminding Russel and the others of the other threats. God, if he'd known, Russell wouldn't have come right to ground zero.
He couldn't handle literal monsters! Was this what that chink meant?!
...wait a minute.
"Hey!" Russel turned to ask something, only to see the chink, gigolo, goth girl and flamethrower fatass missing. "Oh, come on!"
With the rest of these losers being slaughtered before him, who was Russell supposed to ask about 'Nice Guy', who was apparently the father of that monster literally tearing the people apart?!
Just who were these Lagoon Company freaks?!
Rock flinched away from the door as a chainsaw suddenly sawed through it, letting a young goth girl through. "Who the hell are you, now?!"
The girl briefly stopped to put a device up to her scarred neck. "Sawyer... the Cleaner."
What?! That body disposal person who was always covered about in surgical wear was this cute, goth girl?!
"Are you serious?!" Rock gawked in shock. He'd only met Sawyer the Cleaner once in his life, but he'd never been able to imagine them out of those thick, protective white clothes they usually wore. "Whatever. Would you mind leaving without doing anything more?"
"No... I've never... Cut... A vampire... Before... If I... Cut an arm... Will you... Create it anew... Or reattach it... I want... To know...!" Sawyer swung her chainsaw forward, nearly catching Jane in the head along with his forearm as Rock pulled back and tossed the blonde aside.
With his hands free, he clapped them together and created a burst of azure and golden flames before clenching them as they transformed into a golden katana. With a single slash, Rock cut through the revving chainsaw.
While Sawyer stared in blank shock at what used to be her weapon, Rock didn't hesitate to take advantage and kick her back out through the door she came, her body hurtling through the air until a silver haired man appeared and caught her, causing them both to crash into a nearby stack of empty cartons.
"C'mon, Jane!" Rock demanded as he pulled down the staircase to the roof, looking back as Jane rushed up to check on the others. "Revy, Gretel, Eda! Are you three okay?!"
"We'll be fine." Gretel called back as she shot the gas tank of one of the enemies' car, grinning as it burst into flames and exploded into a great burst that sent the car straight up for a bit. "Go protect the blond bimbo, Tatăl Meu!"
"You heard the brat, Rock!" Revy yelled. "If she dies, no more $1,000,000 for us!"
Rock nodded back before heading up after Jane.
"Hey, hey." Eda commented as she kept firing, watching Hansel's movements. "He's like a little army all by himself down there."
Gretel pouted further, choosing to focus on the news guys that had popped up. "More of them on that roof, Mama."
"Got it!" Revy shot two of the seven men immediately. "And don't call me Mama!"
If Gretel couldn't go down there, she'd have to get her entertainment somehow. "But Tatăl Meu's always drinking just your blood. If that means that he likes you, right?"
Besides, if she truly considered her mother material, she and Hansel would have used their native language to declare her as such, instead of simple English.
Only Rock had the privilege to be their Tatăl Meu.
"S-Shut up and keep shooting!"
Heh. That blush on Revy's face spoke more than her weak response.
"Now, now, Gretel. That probably means that your Papa's too wimpy to ask other gals for a drink." Eda winked. "Be sure to tell him that Eda's nice and willing if he's ever up to taking a bite."
Very well feeling the flames of jealous rage that were cooking within Revy, Gretel gave a big smile. "Okay."
As Revy snarled quite bestially, Gretel exchanged knowing smirks with Eda. So this one knew the joys of teasing her as well, huh?
Maybe Gretel would suggest Tatăl Meu hanging more with Eda, just to see how far she could push Revy.
Hansel leapt away from his most recent victim, smiling victoriously at the nearly bisected corpse before suddenly having to dodge a large burst of flames. "Wow. I remember when Sora Mea had to consider between using that and her Browning Automatic Rifle. "
A fat man in glasses stood before him, completely decked out with a high powered flamethrower. With a pleasant smile, the man replied quite genially. "It's a darn shame she really missed out on handling this beauty. Shall I show you what you're missing?"
"'Beauty', you say?" With a pleased smirk, Hansel whipped the axe so that the blood on it flicked off onto the ground. "I'd like a display, then!"
"So what now?" Jane panted as she sat down on the roof, with Rock guarding her.
"We wait until Dutch arrives." Rock replied. "When he does, I'll carry you and leap across right to the boat."
Before Jane could even protest the sheer insanity of that idea (studiously ignoring that she'd seen far more bizarre stuff just ten minutes ago), something caught her attention.
A figure flew high into the air, acrobatically flipping through the sky and letting the full moon illuminate their dark figure. They descended onto the roof, kicking off dust and causing a loud and ominous groan to resound from how heavily they landed.
"Greeting, vampire." A silver-haired man greeted, adjusting glasses before bringing out his gun and aiming. "My name... is Lotton 'the Wizard'... and I am here to defeat you."
"...right." Blinking at... everything, Rock just sighed and gripped his sword. "Get back, Jane."
Without waiting to see if Jane obeyed him, Rock's katana was ignited as he swung forward, creating a crescent shaped fire blast that slammed into the man, engulfing his figure in an instant before exploding.
Even from her position, Jane winced as the sheer heat caused her to break into an immense sweat.
"I put enough force in that to send him off the roof and into the ocean." Rock turned to face Jane. "Hopefully, he didn't die from that-"
*BLAM!*
Jane shrieked as Rock's body lurched from something piercing his shoulder from behind. To her shock, as he fell forward, Rock started to shiver heavily as ice started spreading from the wound.
"Did I not tell you?"
Jane and Rock turned to regard Lotton, who she thought had been blown off the roof or at least defeated already. The man stood before them without the tiniest bit of burns on his skin or clothes.
Instead, he had bits of frost clinging to his body, which was slowly growing along with the slowly spreading patch of ice beneath his feet.
"Vampire, I, the Wizard..." Lotton adjusted his sunglasses, somehow managing to make it glint in the moonlight. "...am here to defeat you."
With that, Lotton raised his gun, which had been emitting chilly mist off of it for a while... and fired, shooting forward another condensed bullet of cryo energy.
"H-How did you d-do that?" Rock shivered as he got back to his feet and readied his sword. "You're no vampire... but are you some kind of magician?"
"In a manner of speaking." Lotton slowly started to approach, prompting Rock to stand guard before Jane. "I'm actually something more of an ESPer. Mostly focused on ice powers."
Rock frowned. "Should you be telling me that?"
"It's not like I didn't do research of my own on you. After all, you're the strongest person in this city!" Lotton suddenly shot three more bullets at Rock, who swiftly cut all of them down but balked at the sight of Lotton suddenly in his personal space.
Lotton tried to backhand Rock, only for the salaryman to duck before punching Lotton in the chest, properly sending him off the roof this time as the force of his blow sent him flying into a nearby crate.
'So fast!' Jane gawked, nearly missing the whole exchange due to the speed of both combatants. 'I guess this is why that nun felt okay with leaving just this guy as my protection.'
Hansel hummed as he idly patted the parts of his jacket that were on fire. The pyromaniac, Torch he believed, had been surprisingly agile despite his portly appearance. Even so...
"And the piggy squealed as his fat cooked in the bonfire~" Hansel sang as he ripped out his axe from the burning corpse that had been his opponent. It had been literal child's play to let him keep spouting his flames everywhere as Hansel kept dodging as closely as he could, lulling him into a false victory as tongues of fire would nearly caress his pale skin and hair until Torch realized too late that he had been surrounded by his own flames.
Throwing his axe into the piggy's leg had caused him to shriek such a delightful squeal that Hansel had seriously debated on whether to let Torch stupidly die to his own flames or to drink his blood and hear what kind of sound that would cause.
"Hmm... Oh, well~ Burnt piggy would probably taste bad~" Hansel hummed as he shouldered his axe and looked at the shaking man in a cowboy outfit. "Howdy! Did you bring a horse and a lasso to complete that getup~!"
Gretel hummed and sat aside as Revy and Eda tried to kill the Asian woman called Shenhua.
Emphasis on 'tried', for as she was just as fast as Gretel would expect a blade user to be, especially if she was a seasoned mercenary of Roanapur. "Are you sure you don't want my help? I've killed everyone else and Hansel's got the weird cowboy man tied up."
"Eh?" Shenhua stalled just a bit before dodging a bullet that nearly clipped her in the shoulder. "Cowboy get caught? This no good, then! No good at all!"
With several impressive flips, Shenhua made her way to Gretel's window and put a leg through. "Sayonara, Carmilla-"
Swifter than Shenhua could react, Gretel's backhand slammed into her ribcage, causing her body to nearly fold over the limb from how hard she was struck before she was rocketed away with an audible blast, creating a rush of air hard enough to flutter Revy and Eda's hair and clothes.
A few seconds later, Gretel huffed as her enhancing hearing still heard some very shallow breaths from Shenhua's faraway and broken body. "Don't call me that. Tatăl Meu just taught us how bad it is to literally bathe in blood."
Gretel shuddered. She and her dear brother must have been really blooddrunk at the time to have ignored how easily spilled blood could rot and stink!
"I'm pretty sure Rock taught you two not to bathe in blood for many other reasons other than being fucking unhygienic." Revy snarked.
"I see Dutch." Rock said as the boat finally came into view, with the man himself looking from the hatch with a grenade launcher ready. "We did tell him to be prepared..."
Rock looked away to observe the aftermath of the dock's battle. "We're already done here, though..."
"So how many did you two get?" Eda asked the twins as she eyed the bloody corpses all over the dock.
"Eleven!" Hansel chirped.
"Sixteen!" Gretel hummed as she skipped over to Rock, who started patting her head instinctively as the Lagoon PT-109 finally docked.
"Is this her?" Dutch asked as he alighted.
"Y-Yes." Jane shook his outstretched hand before shakily leaping onto the boat. "Just get me outta here!"
"If you're still having computer problems, ask Benny for permission to use his!" Rock called out as she disappeared down the hatch. "Well, I tried my best."
He turned to his boss. "Dutch, from what we know, I think we've gotten all of the mercenaries that were gunning for Jane. But I can't be sure if more won't just be sent after her out in the ocean."
"Oi, cowboy!" Revy stomped her boot against the cowboy's chest, waking him up and causing him to realize his tied up state. Before he got a chance to say anything, Revy cocked her gun and placed it right against his cheek. "You've got 10 seconds to spill your guts before you lose your fucking brain matter! Do you have any more guys coming over here?!"
The cowboy gritted his teeth before shaking his head and kicking away from them. "Screw you bitches! All of you can just-"
*WHOOSH!*
Everyone blinked in surprise as Hansel suddenly grabbed the cowboy and hurled him several feet.
Straight up.
Eda whistled as she craned her neck to follow the impromptu flight. "How high is that?"
"40 meters and rising." Gretel answered. "Fratele Meu, he's falling back down again."
"I've got him."
"...aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAARGH-hurk?!" The cowboy's scream cut off as Rock leapt up, caught him and spun about in a way that bled off the gathered momentum as they safely landed on the ground again. "I'll talk! I swear I'll talk! Please, just get that monster away from me!"
"Oh, you still alive, too? You pretty lucky..."
Walking away from the area he'd crashed into, Lotton blinked and looked down at the pretty Asian woman he'd thought to be dead. She looked a horrid sight with her chest caved in, although it was rather amazing she hadn't died yet. "Shenhua... right? Did you see how awesome I was against the vampire?"
"...you still lose quickly." Shenhua bluntly replied. "Still, you have weird superpower, too?"
Lotton nodded. "Cryokinesis. I'm still just a human being beyond that though. I guess I can't call myself a true 'Wizard' if I can't match 'Nice Guy'."
Shenhua chuckled before devolving into another bloody cough.
"Are you okay?" Lotton approached in worry.
"I look like I can do Wǔshī (Lion Dance) right now?" Shenhua replied through bloody lips. "If so, I no be so worried."
"Next time... Wear some body armor." Lotton unbuttoned his black longcoat to reveal a silvery body armor that covered his entire abdomen, although there was now a very noticeable fist-shaped dent in it. "It served well against my opponent and quite a few stray bullets."
"Kukri is light so heavy cloth dangerous." Shenhua chuckled before coughing again. "Still, I done. Big shame."
"I'll take you to a doctor." Lotton outstretched a hand and summoned chilly mist to waft off it. "I can stabilize you until then."
"...leave me and keep working. No good helping people in this kind of place, yes?"
"'Nice Guy' Rock does it all the time from what I hear. Ergo, I can do it, too, if I don't mind the risks." Lotton replied. "Besides, I can't bear to watch a lady die because of 'chump change' of all things."
"...you just like Rock. You no killer but get superpower." After letting him place his hand on her stomach and freeze it over to form a makeshift cast over her entire torso while helping with the pain and prompting , Shenhua extended her hand and clasped it with his. "You'd be great host, seducing women and selling them to pimp, making plenty money."
"I'm... not confident about that." Lotton replied after carrying an arm over his shoulder and sneaking away from where he could see Russel being interrogated. He then paused as he saw Sawyer just a fair distance away, not having blood pool underneath her like every other body he could see. "If she's still alive, we should take her as well."
"She lucky, too." Shenhua muttered weakly, although judging from her tone, she could still see some humor in this. "No bad injuries despite everything. Even monster twins miss her. How about we three lucky people just form a team and work together?"
"Lobos! Where's that shithead, Lobos?!"
Fighting off the impending headache, Lobos sighed as he entered into Elvis's hospital room. "Did you call me?"
"Where's Russel? Why hasn't he come back or called yet?"
"You can't ask the impossible." Lobos replied exasperatedly. "You put a bounty on Rock of all people. Even if I ignore Miss Bhai, that alone is nigh impossible."
"Bastard!" Elvis raged, clearly not in the mood to think clearly. "Do you realize how much my name is being dragged through the mud?! 'Hey, look! It's the guy who got kicked to the ground by an office worker!' How do you expect me to return home with that flying around?!"
"I understand how you feel, but..." 'You caused that to yourself, you moron.' Lobos restrained himself from speaking out the rest of that sentence. 'Besides, Rock is the one person I'm pretty sure wouldn't kill the person who put a bounty on him, unlike say; Balalaika or Chang...'
"If you've got a head capable of understanding anything, start requesting men from our homeland!" Elvis snapped.
Lobos eyes popped out. 'That would definitely bring those two on our heads!' "Something like that will spark a war with the Russians and the Chinese here!"
"Fine by me!" Elvis roared as he clenched his fists in rage. "Get me a phone right now! An international phone!"
"...please wait a moment." Lobos sighed as he exited the room.
That... was it.
He had stretched it out for as long as he could, but Elvis just wouldn't listen!
"Excuse me, miss." Lobos beckoned to one of the passing nurses. "I'm sorry but I think my colleague here requires rest."
The nurse tilted her head. "Rest, sir?"
"Yes. Lots and lots of rest."
The nurse blinked before smiling in understanding. "Understood, sir. I'll be right on it."
"Thank you." Taking out a large roll of dollars from his jacket, Lobos placed it into her exposed cleavage and patted her butt on his way out of the hospital.
'Now then, what excuse do I use for Elvis's permanent leave of absence.'
Rock sighed as he finished tucking Hansel and Gretel into bed (which was weird considering that it was now morning but his kids still fell asleep in his arms anyways) and idly scratched at his throat again as he exited their room.
The Thirst was back again. Revy had been pissed at how little she'd done today and hadn't seemed approachable earlier...
"I'll have to ask Revy later..."
"Ask me what?"
Rock turned to face Revy, only to immediately swallow at the sight. She'd clearly just finished having a bath, having no problem standing before him in her panties and the little towel on her neck hanging low enough to hid her nipples. "Uh... Thirsty..."
"Right..." Revy looked like she wanted to take a step back from the blatant hunger in his eyes. "I'll just-"
Before he knew it, Rock closed the distance between them, pressing Revy against the wall as he drank in her scent before sinking his fangs into her neck.
As usual, Revy shuddered before wrapping her arms and a leg around him to hold him close, coming undone and relinquishing herself to him, even if for a small bit.
"Are you both ready?"
"Yeah. New Year's almost upon us... I wish Rokuro was here with us."
"It's been a year. You know that your little brother would want you to move on."
"I know, I know. Ah, almost forgot."
"Ah? Why are you taking that? The camera I understand, but why do you always take that knife everywhere?"
"I can't help it. This blade represents my bonds with my former classmates."
"Taiga... you still haven't told us, your dear parents, how exactly a green plastic combat knife connects you with them."
KingVessel: Next up, Rock visits his homeland! And for those of you who noticed who Rock's brother is... ignore the temporal differences and just let the cross-over happen.