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Eyes of the Abyss

New Latin speaking friend
Contact: Alissia Rossi
Age 36

Eyes of the Abyss

476 AD
The world was flames. The raven haired beauty could smell it even from deep within her crypt. The air above was ash. People were screaming and crying, She could hear the sound of metal slashing away at flesh! Halima laid still in her stone tomb. While the sun was up her body lacked the strength to even move. The plush interior was more for habit than necessity. Her silken white tunic resting against her dead body as she felt the chaos above. It mattered not, during the day Ra held power over her, like a great stone pinning her to the ground where she laid to rest. The dark haired beauty could only listen on in horror as she heard the timbers crackle, The creek of the support beams and then it was the fall of her home above her. More screams played out through the day as she waited for Ra's power to wane over the sky.

As her body gained strength she rose pressing her slender hands against the lid and slid it to the side. Rising from the stone chest she could smell the ash and blood. It was an abyss of her own making. Yet she knew the distance to the stairs, the space between the walls, the direction to the surface. Sure footed steps lead her to the stone steps. The way was blocked. The house had fallen and even after the fire was mere cinders the weight of it remained. Halima had made the perfect cage. There were no other exits. Exits for one were entrances to another so she ensured the cellar was stone blocked and too thick for trespassers. Screaming was useless as she made sure all her meals were uninterrupted. Her mind went to work and when it came back with nothing she laughed hysterically!

Nights turned to years, years turned to decades... Decades turned to centuries. It was painfully slow as the hunger over took her body! The clawing, the screaming, all for nothing. There was no escape for her. Until one moment a loud noise she had never heard before now! The repeating inhumanly fast sound of some hammer being struck over and over with great speed and intensity from the side wall! In little time the wall was broken down and the sound of voices could be heard! They were strange voices, not Greek, not Roman, it was something new. Even as a husk the creature could feel the Eye of Ra above her with his promises of death for her betrayal. Even as their bodies so full of blood and warmth graced her chamber she was helpless for now. Soon more voices came and more warmth grew ever closer to her cell of stone. A metal sound struck her stone lid, then another, until she heard it slide once more. A human wretched spilling his stomach contents to the floor. Others spoke while one laughed; they were so warm, so very close. More strange sounds the once slave girl from Egypt listened to but could not name. They left for a time and Ra started to loosen his grip over her body once more. It mattered not as she had withered away to the husk state in her hunger.

A set of heavy footsteps approached her once more. Halima could feel a warmth, closer, and closer still to her body! The heart beat driving her mind to the singular focus! As the hand touched the golden amulet she wore on her chest, the husk whipped up like a serpent from the reeds! Striking the human in the side of his arm! He thrashed and screamed as the creatures fangs held tight! The trickle became a stream in her mouth! Like the Nile her body turned every drop of liquid vitae from him into strength for her! The creatures arms wrapped about his body as her lips became flesh! She bite into him harder making more of his blood flow! Something metal and sharp struck her in the back but it mattered little. Only a God could have stopped this force of darkness! The other human tired to run but it was too late! Those golden eyes were regenerated enough to stop him in his tracks! Even as the mans very soul must of begged his body to run The serpents eyes held him in place as she continued to drink! Even staring at him while she moved to the first mans neck with blinding speed as to not loose her prey! She drank deeper at the source! Only when his heart grew still did she move with inhuman grace to the other human! Wrapping around his body like Set himself! Her lips pressing against his throat as Halima bit deeply into his juicy flesh!

It was not enough! Two was nothing in her state! Blood was screaming in her withered body! She ran once more on two legs! It had been so long and she was still starving! The dancers mind a raving beast as she rushed down this new passage! The air was cold on her withered form, the clothing that once adorned her body had rotted away long ago. Reaching the open space she never stopped moving. Hunting flickering her tongue into the air she turned and continued to move! There was a feast a large mass of humans near by, their heart beats were the sound of the world! The lights and noises from this place were small and still compared to the steady beating! The passage was dark and there were two, then one, then nothing. From the nothing she grew a little more each time. Each dark shadow, every small passage, even the ones sleeping out in the open under some parchment the creature feasted on!

Her body grew stronger, the husk turned into a corpse, then into a dark force of gluttony! Halima sighed feeling her strength slowly stretching out into those slender limbs. Like a serpent from an egg stretching the muscles for the first time free from the confines of imprisonment! It had been a long time indeed. Her mind once again her own the creature looked out into the world of humans. It was terrifying! Metal chariots without horses roared passed her alleyway. The garments they were were so form fitting! The language they spoke was strange, too foreign. Every corner of the street had light from steel posts. The chariots had lights from the front and back! Every other window in these massive buildings had light too! For a while she sat in the shadows and watched them like a predator to a heard. She moved from alley to alley on the look out until Halima found her prey. A woman wearing a robe of sorts. It was red and fell to her ankles, the front was a deep gap that exposed the woman's center line, a slit up the side exposing her hip and thigh as she walked. The dark creature whistled, as their eyes met the woman stopped and turned toward the shadows. As the red dress disappeared into the darkness a soft sucking sound followed. Emerging was a slender woman with raven hair and bronze skin. Her full lips wore the crimson shade of life. Bare foot the new creature strode out into the city.

1990AD...
Halima felt small and alone in this new world. The words of her world fell on deaf ears in this new one. Did everyone forget Latin? It was so very frustrating for her! The creatures first night of freedom yet she was still captive to her old world. On the street and on some cars and building there was the strange markings. Not hieroglyphs, not Latin, but something different yet similar to a language. Recalling the masters words, "victims attract victims." Halima began to speak aloud in a soft scared tone. "Please can someone help me? Please I am lost and I need help can anybody help me?" As she walked about to crowds she repeated the message in semi false desperation. A woman turned to her voice, tilting her head slightly to one side. "Yes? Are you all right?"

"I am lost, I cant recall anything." The dark haired woman in the red dress replied.

Clearly she looked like someone punched her in the mouth with the stained blood caked lips. "It will be alright I will take you to the hospital." As the woman approached Halima leaned on her.

"My gratitude." They walked arm in arm to a large building three blocks down. The building was all lights which caused the red dressed woman to flinch.

"Are you hurt?" The other woman asked as they walked.

Halima simply nodded weakly. Nearly shutting her eyes as they got to the front doors. The doors opened by magic to their approach. The creature glanced at her 'savior' noting the woman didn't find it odd. Getting to a desk her new companion walked her to the new woman in white. They spoke that different language to each other. "This is a ...medicine woman. she will help you." As the woman tried to walk away Halima grabbed her arm. "STAY WITH ME." The creature whispered.

The woman stood by her side. Through the ordeal she couldn't take the intense lights! They were everywhere, in the ceiling, the desk, a picture, in the corners of the room! It was a bad choice and Halima had enough. She leaned closer to her friend. "TAKE ME HOME." She quietly hissed.

They left the waiting room and soon her new friend was using a small metal box. "I live pretty far, I'm calling a ...ride." A lot of current objects and services didn't exist in the Latin language so substitutions were required. Her friend got in first then the woman in the red dress. As the metal carriage took off she stared at her friend then out the window. She noticed the person in the front giving her looks. As the rearview didnt want to show the red dress woman she closed her eyes and focused, soon the driver only knew of one person in his cab. The tenseness in the man's shoulders melted as he drove them to their destination.

Home was a large building which Halima would learn was actually a large group of smaller rooms. At the front door the creature sensed her friend was becoming apprehensive. "WE ARE FRIENDS. LET ME STAY." She said authoritatively.

"Come on in. This is my ...home." She walked inside then moved aside to welcome her new friend.

Eyes of the Abyss

Halima
Age 22
Gen:9

Toreador

Daughter of set
Gen: 6
Disciplines:
Obfuscate 3
Presence 6
Serpentis 3
Fortitude 7
celerity 3
Auspex 4
Dominate 2
Has the ability to fool Auspex or generation detection.
*diablery

Disciplins:
Presences 2
Celerity 3
Auspex 4

Contacts: 3
Obscutirty: 5 *reverse fame
Resources: 4

Path of blood

[WIP]

Strength 3 Int 3 Charisma *5
dex *5 Wit **5 Manip **5
stamina **4 Resolve 4 Composure 5
Willpower: 9

Eyes of the Abyss

Sometimes when you look into the abyss, the abyss looks back at you.

Halima

Ban the User Above You

@wheelsbanned for being too self conscious.

Fight Club

The rest of the train ride Aki was lost in thought, so much that when the train stopped at his station he looked up to notice it was raining. Getting off the train he walked to the edge of the covering over the exit. Getting his phone out he sent Miku a text. "Flash your lights." She read it and a minute later flashed the car lights. He took a deep exhale before making his way to the car. Getting into the passender seat he handed his wife the phone. No words not even a glance in her direction.

Miku took the phone and looked at Aki with a questioning look.

"Read the text from Mitzumi." He said. Again without looking at her. He didnt want to add to whatever was about to happen.

Miku read the texts, all of them. She felt hurt and betrayed by her best friend. All the poison and hurt was now focused like the edge of a katana at her best friend instead of two people. A tear rolled silently down her cheek. She started the car and drove away from the train station. The car ride was silent.

Aki realized by saving himself he doomed his wifes best friend. There was so much he wanted to say, Aki just didnt know if anything at this point would fix anything for his wife. She was lonely. This hurt him not that he showed it. It was raining and dark not the best time to fight even in an anime. Aki sat in thought about if there was anything he could do to help his wife but the answer was invisible to him. As the car rolled to a stop in front of their home he waited for her to make the first move.

Miku got out. Lightning stuck in the distance, almost on que. She made her way to the front door used the key and walked inside. Aki followed silently.

Aki inhaled through his nose. There was no food. Silently he took off his shoes and coat then went to the kitchen and turned on the lights. The switch was flipped but the power was out. A quiet sigh escaped his lips, the second the tail of the sound left his lips it began.

"I'll make dinner." She came into the kitchen taking down a pan and opening the fridge.

"I dont want you to." He tried to say gently.

"You're hungry I'll make dinner." She tossed open the fridge and gathered some stuff.

"I want to talk to you." He paused as she whipped around to face him. Her eyes full of tears. "Please, I'm just trying to understand." He kept his voice calm and sincere. He had no way of knowing it was being perceived as cold.

"You didn't know? Didnt know I'm lonely? I dont like your two sluts you spend more time with then me. I am your wife!" She raised her voice.

Aki rolled his eyes only to instantly regret it. "Listen to me. They are hard workers..." He flinched at the choice of adjective. "They are not sluts. They are the reason I was able to come home. You know Monday is the heavy day. I have to catch up on not just the weekend but the overseas accounts. Its not as easy as..." He cut it off but she finished the move.

"..As my job? Yes I dont have over seas accounts and only one specific niche, but it's still a job! A job I work hard at!" Her face was a mask of bitterness. The tears still rolled down as she yelled.

"I didnt say that you are putting the wrong words out!" He leaned in like a boxer trying to shorten the distance of the next blow. I am here the first night during a week in years because I love you. Because I put us first. Because I want the best for us! He chose the wrong words, "Its not as easy to get away until now. I have more obligations that are different from yours, and I cant come home or live closer to the house! I got those interns so if something that might of actually been important I can leave work!"

"You can get away as much as you like with Mitzumi..." She knew it was wrong but her anger made her lash out blindly. "You two can get away all you want with your texts!" She slapped the kitchen counter hard!

It was a cheap shot that told Aki she was cornered. "Mitzumi was worried about you! You read the text! She is your friend! What is wrong with you?!" He fired back yelling in her face! It was a bad move. Even though he meant it as a place of concern the tone and yelling twisted it into a dagger he just handed to his wife.

She used it. "HA! How did she know you had two interns? Do you invite Mitzumi over to the office at night? We need to talk? Since when do you and Mitzumi talk? Are you screwing her too? Is that why you are tired?!"

He punched the table hard! "You know its not, stop being stupid! Maybe you're lonely because all you do is fight! I work that job take a hour train and sleep at the office for us! You wanted to live in the country side! You picked the house so far from my work! You bring Mitzumi to Karaoke! You invite her to come and drink at our house! You have a coworker friend! You have the half hour drive to work! You get to relax here instead of at your desk! You are so selfish!" He screamed at her, his love. All the dark resentment came spilling from his lips like a dragons breath!

With that Miku fled into the bed room and slammed the door shut! Collapsing on the bed she cried her mind and soul was a typhon of emotion! Miku screamed into a pillow! She punched and kicked the mattress!

As he slumped against the wall he ran his hand through his black hair. He thought of the saying, "In war there are no winners, only casualties." He never felt like the winner of any of their fights. Because he regretted every fight they ever had. More thunder struck outside. The rain poured down the windows. Aki started making dinner. Half way he picked up the phone and sent a text to Mitzumi, "We need to talk. I need a ride to the train." Aki made rice, vegetables and a side of grilled fish. He hoped the smell would cox his wife from the bedroom. When it was clear she wasn't coming out he got the bed tray and made a nice presentation of it. Aki walked to the door and set it in front. He knocked twice and left the hallway.

Returning to the dinner table he ate alone with a glass of water. After cleaning the kitchen to not add to the possible fight the next day Aki move to the living room. There was a hall closet and a bed sheet for guests. Aki took the sheet and made his way to the sofa. It was late and he still had work in the morning. He dreamed of their wedding day.

Fight Club

Mr. Hanzo simply nodded at Yuki before walking into his office and shutting the door. Siting at his desk he looked at the time, 317PM. He couldnt leave no earlier then 545pm. The train would be at the station by six. Answering the phone his mind began calculating the escape plan to get home.

Misuki tilted her head as she smiled at the cow. She had got the point. It was clear by the rapid way the Yuki was typing. Like a kid in an arcade crushing the buttons trying to hit harder. Miskui strode to her desk in victory and returned to work.

Yuki tried her best not to notice the interns victory. At least from offering any outward sign to her rival. She needed this job. Her apartment, her school bills, the car note, they all were driving her to overcome all obstacles to her path of advancement in the company. To this she would sacrifice anything to achieve her goal!

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Miku went about her day making data points, replying to emails, lost in her fantasy. It was just a harmless little dream. She was married. He was just a teen she told herself of all the fail safes that kept her grounded. Mitzumi understood, she was so attentive to her story. Miku knew that they were friends for this reason. Two sides of a coin. She the wife sensible and grounded, her friend the life of the party wild card and free spirit. Each sharing some sort of modern symbiosis with the other. The cell vibrated on her desk. Her eyes read the message from Aki... "Where are you? What happened? Mitzumi called and text me this. Are you okay? I'm coming home tonight. Let me know you are all right!!" Looking up at the doorway Miku was trying to piece it together herself. He never called her at work, never in five years. Mitzumi was messaging him? How long was that going on? ...Mitzumi was messaging HIM AT WORK?! Something in her snapped like a demon breaking through the ground! Her mind spiraled like some category eight typhon! Like the anime character going into overdrive displaying the one red glowing eye; she silently began to rage! All the karaoke nights, all the playful leans, the cute laughs, the gazing at him... All it took was a few messages at work from her and Aki was going to just drop everything and come home? HA! Her eyes narrowed, her mind began to set sniper points like some war documentary! She looked at the time, 406pm the earliest train he could take was the six pm. He would never leave work earlier then seven, the next train to that was the eight pm train. It would still take over an hour for him to get home. Her eyes narrowed, she would be ready! At home with the lights dimmed, cook him the usual meal, her white shoulder strap blouse with a modest knee length green skirt, her hair tied back into a super cute pony tail, the wifely apron 'kiss the cook' print. Then to sit back and let the blowfish poison do the work as she rubbed her hands together sinisterly. Miku softly bit her lower lip and gave a sideways glance, well maybe not that far... not yet.

She sent a test to her friend, "Lets have dinner tonight. My treat."

"I am going out. Date night! Wish me luck." -Mitzumi
Mitzumi could feel the icy hands of death behind her. She knew her friends temper. They had the agreement and an agreement with Miku was practically a blood oath! 'No texting or calling Aki unless it was and emergency' She had done both, in the same day. It marked her for death, there was no way around it. The bushido code would be considered suggestions compared to Miku's word. That woman was an assassin in her determination. In a movie this would be the moment the shuriken shot through the open window and struck the wall next to her head as a warning. Then the ninja a mile away deep in the bamboo forest would sink into the shadows after laughing ominously. Mitzumi sighed defeatedly, slumping in the chair in her office. She was so screwed.
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Mr. Hanzo answered calls checked his cell and sent out the emails. At 540PM he emerged from his office. Already in his suit jacket, "I'm leaving for the day. You both have done good work. I need you two to close the office and be out by six, go home. A sofa is no place for you. I will see you both tomorrow morning at seven sharp." They both hopped up from their chairs and bowed. He bowed and then bolted for the door! His fast speed walking could be heard down the hall.

Misuki gave her coworker a look, "Is this a test? Are we allowed to leave three hours early?"

Yuki shrugged. "I need to get some more work done. Is this some sort of time challenge? I cant get three hours of work done in twenty minutes!"

With a knowing look they sat back down and kept typing.

Aki was at the train station just as it was pulling in. He was mostly alone. There were a few other guys there some of them had small cardboard boxes with office stuff. He had to get home. There was no reply from either of them. If he left work early over one of Mitzumi's pranks he was going to give her an ear full! Hanzo shook his head as he got on the train. No, she knew not to do that. Miku made her promise not to call or text unless it was life or death. Mitzumi knew Miku would not tolerate her pulling a prank like this. His cell rang. It was Miku.

"Is everything all right?" -Aki

"Yes I'm sorry Mitzumi bothered you at work." -Miku

".... You didnt answer. I am on the train." I was worried, is what he should of said, instead he said this, "I left work three hours early!"

"I didnt ask you to!" -Miku

"Then why didnt you answer the phone?"- Aki

"I was working. I do that too you know!" -Miku

Akis anger was growing but it should of went to Mitzumi. "Are you home?"

"...Yes"-Miku

She never came home this early! Seven pm sure, maybe six thirty, but not now. Something was going on! "I'm coming home. We need to talk."

"Okay. I will come get you from the station." -Miku

"Okay." As soon as the call ended he texted Mitzumi. "We need to talk. This is serious."

Mitzumi read the text on her way home. She had really stepped in it. "Are you home?"

"Not yet. I'm on the train. Why is Miku home? What is going on?" -aki

"She is lonely. She needs you home. Miku told me about the interns. Why did you get two girls? Bad move." -Mitzumi

"They were the most qualified, lived the closest, newly graduated, went to the same university as me." -Aki

"bad move." -Mitzumi

He rolled his eyes. So that is how it was. Aki sighed. It was going to be a fight. There was no backing out now. Looking at himself in the windows reflection he shook his head, "Baka."