Engel

Of Monsters and Mutants

Miss White did indeed react to the word date. In a way that placed a wide grin on Chloe’s face, and she had to stop herself from laughing. Her grin was probably predatory enough by then that any further reaction would have scared the woman. She raised an eyebrow when Miss White began fumbling with her bag, but realized what she was trying to do when she pulled out a stack of sticky notes. Chloe remained silent, waiting to be handed a number and observing her. She couldn’t remember seeing anyone get so nervous before.

Chloe took the note that was handed to her. She briefly looked at the writing on it then pocketed it. “Come get you? Uh, I don’t have a car myself so I hope you won’t mind riding on the back of a bike.” She said and shrugged. It might be better if Miss White drove as she had a car, but as long as she didn’t complain about it being cold riding a bike she supposed it didn’t matter. Chloe’s bike was a sweet ride though, a red chopper with long handlebars.

“Yeah, see you later.” Chloe said and almost waved back, but figured it didn’t fit her style very well. She’d rather not be caught making a fool of herself by one of her students either, so she nodded at Miss White while keeping up the grin. It felt weirder that she was worried what someone that would see her might think. She really was back in school in a way, wasn’t she?

Chloe headed towards the parking lot as well, but they hadn’t parked all that close to each other so it wasn’t needlessly awkward that they went the same direction. She got on her motorcycle, turned the key after putting it in and drove away from the academy. It didn’t take long for her to arrive at her apartment complex.

She had been surprised at how cheap the apartment had been when she had gotten it, especially with the view of the ocean and the distance to her work. Chloe went to take a shower as soon as she had stepped inside the door, and ended up lingering in the shower for over an hour. It was so relaxing after working.

The hours that followed Chloe spent lying in her bed, checking the internet and listening to loud music. She’d put on earphones to not bother her neighbours though. When the clock hit eight, she closed her laptop and turned off the music. She’d assumed she’d be able to make it to Miss White’s place rather fast once she got going, and either way she doubted anyone would mind if they were a little late to the party.

She got dressed in a white shirt and a pair of her finer jeans, but didn’t do much to look better than usual. She’d already redone her magnificent hair after the shower. There wasn’t much else to do. She couldn’t improve perfect no matter how long she spent trying, so why bother?

Chloe put on her leather jacket and went back outside to her chopper. She’d memorized the directions to the address she had been given by looking them up online, and like she had predicted it didn’t take particularly long for her to find the place. She considered whether to honk her horn and see if her date would come down, or if she should go up to her apartment and ring the bell. She decided on the latter, as it would make a better impression. Honking was kind of like screaming for her to come down, a bit rude. Parking her chopper next to the sidewalk, Chloe strode up towards the building and entered it. Once she found Miss White’s apartment she knocked on the door, and waited for a response. "It's Chloe."

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Tsuki’s bleak smile turned upside down, into a visible frown, when the woman recounted something she must have read in a sacred text. The kind of texts priests sold copies of to the masses so the clergy could continue living in luxury. She did not care for the overly religious, and the thought to shoot the woman on pure principle went through her head. Not too kill, but maybe a bullet in the stomach or leg would bring her down a notch. It’d definitely give her more trouble than it was worth though.

She scoffed when the woman clarified that she wasn’t there to tell her what not to do. Damn right she wasn’t, especially if she wanted Tsuki to keep the door open and listen to her instead of slamming it in her face. It was still tempting to slam it shut, but there was a high possibility that the woman worked for the clergy and had enough wealth to make it worth Tsuki’s time to listen. She had recounted the passage about being drunk a bit too well and automatic for your average worshipper. There was the mention of “official capacity” as well. Besides, it’d be awkward if she slammed the door shut only to have the glass break and still be face to face with the woman.

Right… Tsuki thought to herself when she said how it was a simple question. There was no simple question that had people show up at your office in the middle of night. It had to be of some importance and maybe even urgent, or she could very well have waited until morning the next day. It did make her even more curious.

Seers of the twelfth hour? It rang a bell, but the amount of seers in the world was large, whether they were actually legitimate or charlatans didn’t matter much. People would give money to them anyway, believing it’d help them in life to know the future. Admittedly, Tsuki was a kind of seer herself, but she knew that few wanted to know how they would die.

She remained silent for a while after the woman had finished talking and opened a box for her to take a paper from. Tsuki hadn’t known her neighbours all that well, but even if she had she didn’t feel like telling this woman anything about them or their children. Why would someone from the clergy be asking such a strange question in the middle of the night? The child was obviously important in some way, but whether it was to the child’s benefit or not was another question entirely. She didn’t hold it above the religious to kill infants if seers had told them the child would end or change the world to their disadvantage. It sounded as if it was right up their alley.

“Nope, sorry, can’t think of anyone like that.” Tsuki said eventually. “I may be willing to help you find them for a fee though.” Assuming they even exist in the first place, she thought, but didn’t say it out loud. She’d make sure to get paid in advance.

Tsuki turned her attention to the box that the woman still held in front of her. She noticed the moon and sun symbol on the box, which made her look at the septum again. It was a sun too, wasn’t it? “Funny…” She muttered amused, as if she had realized someone was playing a prank on her. The woman would be the sun then. Her own name may mean moon in Japanese, but it was a very common name in a world where the moon goddess was one of the main three in all versions of the same religion. Did she go around bothering everyone named “moon” because a seer had told them too?

She figured there was some kind of magic bullshit going on with the papers, but picked one up either way as it shouldn’t affect her. These things rarely did what they were supposed to. It was set ablaze and went up in flames faster than her drunk self was able to react too, leaving her left hand vulnerable to the heat. She dropped the paper, shouted in pain and swung the door open revealing the gun in her other hand.

“What the fuck?” She asked, without shouting as she didn’t want to draw attention if more people were nearby. Tsuki kept the gun steady and aimed at the woman, holding it with both of her hands. Her left hand may hurt, but if she was going to shoot someone while drunk she didn’t want to risk missing by using only one hand. “Who set you up to this?”

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Tsuki had been on the verge of falling asleep with the TV on, when she heard footsteps in the corridor outside. She wondered who else would be here this late, but discarded the information as unrelated to herself. At least, until someone rang her office bell, then she opened her eyes, blinked a few times and looked at the door. She could see a silhouette through the tinted glass of her door. Her first instinct was to tell the person to go away as she didn’t work nights, but well, she did work nights if the pay was good. She was also rather curious about who would show up this late at her office. Wasn’t the building supposed to be locked?

Once she had decided to open the door, she quickly turned off the TV and threw the cover she had been lying under on top of it. “Give me a moment.” She mumbled, more to herself than anything, and put on the first clothes she could find. A tight black shirt and a pair of loose pants. Her hair would have to remain a mess for now.

She headed towards the door, but stopped in her tracks. Tsuki looked at her desk for moment, considering whether she should get the gun in the drawer to protect herself. What kind of a person showed up on a night like this anyway? She’d made a few enemies in her line of work, so in the end she walked over to the desk and got her gun. It was better to have it in her hand than way over at the desk if the first thing that was going to greet her when she opened the door was the barrel of another gun. Not that she may be able to react fast enough either way if they’d come simply to kill her.

Tsuki finally went over to the door, took a deep breath and opened it. She hid the gun in her right hand behind the door. The woman waiting outside wasn’t really what she had been expecting. She was completely soaked, dressed in simple clothes with a peculiar septum. Tsuki guessed the septum was some kind of religious symbol, having seen others wearing piercings and tattoos in strange shapes before. She wasn’t bothered by their soaked clothes either from what she could tell. She steadied herself against the open door, hoping the woman in front of her wouldn’t notice that she was drunk.

“Lemme guess, dead husband or child?” Tsuki said, slurring quite a bit more than she had meant too.

However, before the woman got a chance to answer she noticed the symbols floating around her head. Normally she would have seen them a hundred times before, every time she talked with someone face to face, but these were strangely unique. She should be able to predict the person’s death with the symbols. These were difficult to make out at all at times though, as they shone brightly, but there was clearly something inside of each of the tiny bright lights too. She hadn’t seen symbols quite like those before. They did remind her a bit of someone else’s she knew though. Her own actually, even if hers were shrouded in darkness instead of covered by light. She’d always assumed it was because she wasn’t supposed to be able to predict her own death.

Tsuki was lost staring at the floating symbols for a while, before she remembered that they belonged to someone who had come to talk to her about the gods knew what. “Oh sorry, did you say something?” She asked, thinking of an excuse as to why she must have appeared to be staring at nothing. It was easier to just make something up than tell the truth in most cases like these. “I’m drunk.” Then again, admitting that she wasn’t sober may not be better than the truth. She sighed, closed her eyes and cursed herself. She soon opened her eyes with a bleak smile, ignoring the symbols long enough to listen to the woman.

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

The rain poured down outside, fogging up the windows of her office. The clock was inching closer to midnight with every second. She sat on the sofa, hunched over with a drink in her hand. The office was more cluttered than usual as she’d given up on trying to have an apartment. Instead she’d moved her belongings into the office before she was evicted from her apartment. Tsuki may be skilled enough to support both through her work, but over the years she’d begun drinking more and working less. These days she only accepted cases that interested her or paid particularly well unless she was desperate for rent.

On the tinted glass of her office door “Detective medium” was written in large letters, and below it her name Aizawa Tsuki. That she was able to communicate with the dead often did make the job easy when she investigated murders, but it had made it too easy, plus the recently dead could be rather annoying and whiny. Yeah, I get it, you didn’t plan on dying like this. Heard it a thousand times, chum. Cold cases were more interesting, or cases where the victims hadn’t seen the face of their murderer. Some cases stayed with her though. One of the reasons she’d stopped working as much and drinking more were that the most gruesome cases refused to leave her, turning into nightmares in the dark of night.

A loud roar could be heard from somewhere outside, thankfully not too close, but it was shortly followed by screams and a siren. Tsuki took a swig of her drink, got up and walked over to the windows. She couldn’t see much due to the darkness and the rain. Streetlights lit up the area some stories down and cars drove by, but there wasn’t much other movement.

She emptied the remaining liquid in the glass while staring out at the city. Enfield, a city located in the northwestern part of Kapraenia, almost on the border to France. It was a medium sized city, with little going for it, but she had grown up here and it was home more than anywhere else. She had memories of this place going back to her childhood, some good and some bad. The most important thing of all was that she had her family, her friends and her contacts here though. Sometimes her job took her to far off countries, if they paid for her journey, but she always enjoyed returning home.

Tsuki sighed and returned to the sofa. She laid down, turned on the TV and made a mental note that she should buy a bed sofa if she was going to be living in her office from now on, or at the very least a sofa that was longer. There was breaking news about a griffin that had been released from a nearby zoo by some religious fanatic claiming their god had told them to do it. It wasn’t really worth mention as news, considering how often some nutjob did something that their god had told them to do. She respected the gods, but preferred if they stayed out of her business. Tsuki began flipping through the channels, searching for something to watch.

More or Less

More:
- Borderlands - I find it odd that no one has wanted to do a 1x1 borderlands, or that I haven't seen borderlands in general much either, especially after tales by telltales, but also the pre-sequel.
- Homosexual characters. I'd just like to see more of them, even if there may be quite a few around. Instead of straight or bi/pan.

Less:
- Zombies - It doesn't matter what the RP is about, or if the focus isn't on action. It's still one of the most overused and boring things there are.

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Name: Aizawa Tsuki (Family name first)
Age: 23
Appearance:

Power: Tsuki's able to hear and talk with dead individuals. She knows how someone will die when she meets them.

Of Monsters and Mutants

Sweet. :)

Sacred World (Engel x The Kraken)

Avani admired Kasai with a grin when the woman entered the shower with her. She had actually been serious about wanting a shower though, so for the moment she kept her hands to herself even if it may be considerably difficult to do so. Hell, she already had enough of a problem with keeping her hands off of Kasai when the woman was fully clothed.

She closed her eyes and relaxed under the flowing water, as Kasai began to explain her plan. It seemed as though the reporters in this city had no spines and were owned by the mayor, at least the way that Kasai talked about them. It didn’t surprise Avani at all.

“So everyone is corrupt except for one, huh?” Avani asked. “Gee, I never would have guessed, especially with such upstanding police officers. You’d think they would have inspired the reporters to do better.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “I’d love to meet the one person in this city that dares to be outspoken and isn’t corrupt.” She quickly decided to add something to her comments lest Kasai get pissed. “Other than you, of course, babe.”

Avani tensed up when she felt Kasai moving towards her, and she swallowed hard, keeping her eyes closed. The shower wasn’t all that big to begin with, and she could practically feel the heat emanating from the other woman’s body now. She yearned to be one with it.

“It’s fine, babe. I still adore you.” Avani said after clearing her throat. She swallowed hard when Kasai brought up the kidnapping once more.
The idea that she could do what she’d suggested made her blush some, as it had been more or less a joke made out to be a threat. Actually doing it could be an interesting and fun way to begin their vacation though. Kasai would be suspecting it, but she’d be unable to say much regarding the initial part of the journey which Avani would have to plan alone for it to be a surprise.

“Who knows, maybe I do really want to kidnap you.” Avani said, opened her eyes and turned towards Kasai. “I imagine you’d be very attractive bound and gagged as well.” She put a hand on Kasai’s shoulder, and let it slowly trail downwards along her body. “Yes, let’s get this over with.” She leaned into her, pressing their bodies together and giving her girlfriend a kiss that she didn’t want to end.

My Sun and Moon (Engel x Raafling)

Story by Engel and Raafling.

[Casual/Advanced][FxF][FxFxF]]Engel's Interest Check.

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