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Post by Kaieka on Feb 1, 2005 23:12:07 GMT -5
I lead a still-cheerful Illidan down to the Red Onion, a local bar that I have been inside a few times. I walk up to the counter and order some vodka, a common Russian drink. I suck down a shot right away and clink my second shot with Illidan's first.
"Drink up, little fella, big things are to come."
And down goes my second shot, the familiar hairspray taste burning all the way down my throat.
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Post by Illidan on Feb 1, 2005 23:16:24 GMT -5
Illidan detests the vodka, and orders a sprite, against the wishes of Kaieka. He drinks his soda and watches Kaieka drink.
"I wonder why people drink. There are so many people here. I guess people want to escape. But there are many other ways to escape." He says to himself as he drinks the soda.
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Post by Hera on Feb 1, 2005 23:19:05 GMT -5
I take a short nap and look around the bar. How long was I out? My head feels heavy and my body feels tired. I need some "treatment" for the illness.
I need to find the Bloodspeakers. I can treat myself once I find them.
I use the last reserves of my strength to stand up and walk towards the door. From the corner of my eye I notice two Red Infinity operatives.
I stagger over to them, to see if they can help me.
"Where....where are the ...Bloodspeakers?"
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 1, 2005 23:19:49 GMT -5
I drink Illidan's vodka as well as my own.
"Listen, Illidan, you can't solve all of life's problems with bunnies and jello. Sometimes life demands that you toughen up a bit or you get cut out of it all together. Don't you get that?"
A woman bumps into me and starts talking.
"I beg your pardon?"
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Post by Illidan on Feb 1, 2005 23:20:52 GMT -5
"I don't see the difference between Vodka and imagination. At least imagination doesn't taste bad and ruin your health in excess." He snaps.
Illidan can't help but notice the woman who staggered over to their table. He assumes that she must be intoxicated, since she can hardly stand.
"They are on a mission to attack the Green Party." Illidan replies in a slightly annoyed tone. Illidan is usually not one to become annoyed, but this bar scene is not for him.
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Post by Hera on Feb 1, 2005 23:24:51 GMT -5
"The Green Party...d**n...a long way to travel now..."
I fall onto the table knocking over their drinks. I sit down besides the elf.
"Sorry sorry sorry...I just need to get back to the truth. I've been so sick for so long and need to get back...."
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Post by Illidan on Feb 1, 2005 23:29:03 GMT -5
Illidan has no idea what this drunken woman is rambling about. It is just another thing to add to his already rotten day. He closes his eyes, as if by doing so, he can make Kaieka, this woman, and his bad day go away.
"I could be different you know, Kaieka. I could be cruel like my master. But I prefer to be the person I am. There are too many rotten people in this world. But you know, sometimes I have the urge to cause suffering just like you do ...or Kaschei does..."
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 1, 2005 23:33:29 GMT -5
Illidan is starting to piss me off. It could be the alcohol, which I have had a whole bunch of by this point, but I don't really appreciate him saying that I am in the same league as Kaschei, or that I cause suffering. I can be compassionate! d**nit! I can be kind!!
I turn to the woman and help her to stand.
Stupid Illidan, all I am trying to do is save his f**king life.
"Poor thing, you're sick? Why don't you come back to the Ministry with me. You can have a good night's sleep and I'll even get you something to eat, how about that?"
That will show Illidan. I am a regular Mother Friggin' Theresa!
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Post by Illidan on Feb 1, 2005 23:35:39 GMT -5
"I'm sorry Kaieka, I am just tired of people who don't accept me for who I am. My parent's surely don't." He looks down and drinks his 7up.
He ignores the woman but is impressed that Kaieka offered to bring her back to the Ministry of Terror.
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Post by Hera on Feb 1, 2005 23:37:01 GMT -5
"I need....blood...for the disease. I have to fight the disease. If I can fight the disease I will have passed the test."
I slouch forward and pass out.
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 1, 2005 23:41:50 GMT -5
"Whatever. Oh great... "
I pay the bill and hoist the girl over my shoulder, walking out the door and down the street to the Ministry. Illidan can come if he wants to, otherwise he can drink his sprite or whatever. Wuss. I don't know why I care about him so much.
I bring her upstairs and put her on my bed. She had said something about blood... is she a vampire? No, she's not a vampire. Oh well, I could use some myself. I need to go out hunting.
I leave her on my bed and stagger back outside, very drunk, looking for someone to kill and bring back home for supper for myself and my new "friend".
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Post by Illidan on Feb 1, 2005 23:44:43 GMT -5
Illidan frowns, but does not follow. He orders another 7up and then another. Finally when he has had enough, the elf leaves the bar and decides to take a long walk alone so he can think about his life.
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Post by Hera on Feb 1, 2005 23:47:28 GMT -5
I lay in bed, tossing and turning, dreaming nightmarish things. I sweat and gasp for air.
My entire body convulses. I scream...I call out in a strange made up langauge...
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Post by Moira on Feb 1, 2005 23:52:09 GMT -5
I leave Fascia's house feeling down and the dumps, I haven't seen Akira forever. The love between us is dead. I am totally alone. A good time for a drink.
I head to a bar once I am off duty. The League doesn't want us to drink too much, but once in a while is okay. I take a seat and think about Sephos and the League. I am loyal. There is no doubt in my mind we are doing the right thing.
But, just in her case it seemed a little wrong. She was an atheist and couldn't help her half angel herritage.
It is like that d**n LIF that hunts me because I am an elf. After I few drinks, I look up and swear I see her talking to some guy. No, it can't be her. She is back at the League.
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Post by Kaieka on Feb 1, 2005 23:56:02 GMT -5
The streets are rather quiet, but I stagger drunkenly back toward the bar. Drunken humans are some of the easiest prey to catch and kill, though not the best for ya, since their blood alcohol level is so high. But, I think it will be alright, that lady didn't look like she was sober to begin with. I wait outside, letting a few kissing couples walk on by, finally a half-clad woman comes out for a smoke. She looks like a prostitute. She probably was trying to find some business inside with the drunkies. But she looks old and saggy and way-too painted. She will do.
I decide to get her inside before I kill her, no use having to drag another body around town. I tell her I have an elf friend that has a lot of money and needs a good lay... which is pretty true, but is not actually what I am bringing her upstairs for. Though, if he wants to mess with the body afterwards... by all means.
I show her that I work for Red Infinity, so she knows that my friend will actually have money. She follows me upstairs and I lead her to my room. Once there, it is a matter of moments before I have my kris out and slit her throat, the blood comes flowing out.
I go into the kitchen and grab a glass while she drips on the rug. Holding the glass to her neck, I get a good amount of blood in it, then pour it slowly into my new "friend's" mouth. I am still drunk, so I drip a lot of it onto my bedding. nuts! I will have to clean it up later. Well, I don't know if that is what she meant about blood, but if not, then she will have had an experience that most humans have never had.
Having finished, I kneel over the prostitute's body and suck until I am full... and further drunk... the blood alcohol level really does affect a girl. I crawl onto the bed next to Hera, and fall asleep, leaving the bloody corpse on my floor next to the bed until tomorrow.
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