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Alright, so interactions are great and I love it all.

Also Grey's input was just too complete for me to add anything. Although I do have to apologize for not being super present. Preparing to move to a new country and all.

Anyway, I want to move things along and introduce the nasties. I'd really like this collab to finally end though. ENTIRELY
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





"Huh?"

Asoka's leisurely stroll through the clinic's corridor leading to the prized elevator would be interrupted by a particular staff member. Some big guy who thought it wise to get a little cheeky with his otherwise relatively harmless claim concerning Asoka's umbrella. Considering this clear threat as some kind of joke at first, the short ghoul peered at both directions to see if there wasn't some elaborate camera over there to catch her reaction. But all she was were people whom she swore had most likely worked with or against her in her 'side job'.

'Well damn, degeneracy plaza here.'

Actually, the idea of her kakuhou being sold into the black market wasn't nearly as thought provoking as the idea of regular people coming here to be treated. Whether human or ghoul. Asoka's best guess would be that these people generally had their reasons to not go to a normal hospital or fancy clinic, whether it be by their financial situation or just shit life choices. In times like these she truly realizes just how good she was to be, well, herself. Now if only she could get a flock of ugly friends around her so she can be the prettiest and thus the best of the gang. It wouldn't quite cut it with her siblings, unfortunately.

'Now you bud, your day's coming. A little market research wouldn't hurt me either, and I've found my assistant.'

The bizarre thing would be that Asoka's temper wouldn't be apparent here, at all. She was calm, and actually complied. She gripped the handle and stab the pointed end against the carrelage, putting a stop to her spectacle. It followed with an innocent smile and light giggle to enchant the man's rather mucky soul. It'd come to Hana's surprise that Asoka wouldn't react as stubborn as an ass, though such change in behavior in volatile creatures would usually be a source of worry.

Once in the elevator, cramped with the rest barring Rin, she could've swore some just beefed in there. She did keep her mouth shut, however, as the pressing desire to bathe in hot water consumed her fully. Perhaps even be one of the reasons why she suddenly became so docile. When they reached the fourth floor, the aesthetics didn't really hit her that hard. Apart from the fact that love hotels were useful places to conduct 'business', her dorm she resided in last year before renting an apartment looked a lot like this. And by looked like it, it also included people screwing like bunnies every night.

"And I'll be taking that. Knock if you need, okaythanksbye."

She nabbed one of the keys in Hana's hand before making her way over to the corresponding door. The idea of a bath in the boss' room was tempting, and the way it was formulated made some intents clear enough, but not when the one offering still smelled like that ruined, moldy house. Asoka walked the narrow hallway and eventually found the room door she randomly chose. Room number Seven to be exact, a pretty lucky number if she were superstitious like most idiots in her circle of friends in the human life. Once inside, she'd close the door without locking it and felt impressed by how clean it was.

Without a second to waste, she stripped herself of her somewhat expensive clothing, some LOOKING expensive. In the nude, she shamelessly abused of the hot water and let her bathroom get engulfed in steam. The little tyrant did waste about 35 minutes in there, dedicating only five minutes to actually cleaning herself, most of it was just her calmly enjoying the hot water. For a moment she thought of her cat, worried that she didn't feed it before leaving.

'Ehh, he can use the diet anyway.'

When done, she'd dry herself off with a towel before laying completely exposed on her bed. Just lying there, almost in a vegetative state as she closed her eyes and letting her hair dry naturally. Though now swamped with a handful of things to deal with including these kids and Itsuki being the belligerent ghoul they've all heard about, all she could really think of was how many people had screwed on this bed before she claimed it for herself.
So expect a post from me tomorrow, since y'all posted recently. A bit tired for a post tbh.

@Raijinslayer Didn't read the last couple of posts so I'll give my input tomorrow.
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





Rin's response didn't display a lot of confidence, actually it was the complete contrary. That wouldn't fair well with her relationship with Asoka in the future, for this little opportunist would be completely merciless in exploiting such weaknesses. There wouldn't be any Machiavellian expression on the little tyrant's face, actually she'd be completely callous and unfeeling to the whole thing, raising an eyebrow before replying with a simple:

"Uh-huh."

The issue was resolved, the post office wasn't to blame, even if one were to expect them to be the progenitors of such cancerous practices. The idea of Rin's weakness would be put aside for now, since Asoka was just craving a shower at this point. But the cockblock occurred and someone emerged from the shadows, again.

'A challenger appears?'

Asoka rolled her eyes. It got kind of old after Hana and Rin made their appearances right out of the blue, now it felt like a rehashed season of some American TV series. What was next? The old man would return as a Cyborg from the future to warn them of an evil island that will kill them all? Asoka's creativity was indeed rather large, despite her authoritarian and rather controlling mindset, but it didn't prevent her from asserting the current situation. It'd be easy for her to make the same conclusion as the others, some weird mix of ghoul and human to leave even the most seasoned of hunters confused. The smell was a little too distinct to forget. But there lied a small problem.

She could only remember that smell from that individual, nothing else. Actually, one must consider that Asoka was about ten when they broke off, as such her memory can't always be the best when upon growing up so much the past years. Well, mostly in terms of age and not size. The smell emitted from this young man was just a trait so powerful in him that it essentially took over all the memories she had of him. As such she could only rely on Hana's "Takkun" to at least get a hint of what it was. No luck there, so many names started with 'Tak'. At this point, she was getting cranky, and just wanted in the building, out of the rain.

"Okay, okay. Itsukiwi, Hana-Banana and Rindigo are all back in my life, and so are you, erm ... Takkun. Huzzah! Mazeltov! Release the Kraken! Now can we pleeeaaase go inside? We can rant about Americans or something in the waaaarm."

And with that, Rin immediately went into the building. That was a bit rude, but Asoka's eyes widened in illuminating hope upon seeing such a courageous and gutsy action from the reserved one of the group. She'd even wag her finger at the little female's direction while nodding her head in completely approval. As for the nicknames, they just sounded good at the moment, that and it suddenly became a competition with Hana for some reason.

"See? See?! Rindigo has the good idea, let's take that as an example! Noooowww, if you could just tell me where the showers are, heck if you have a bathtub I'll call you Captain for a week."

The little bitch marched into the clinic, her umbrella twirling around her wrist like a fan, such a walking disaster anyone could see would only lead to trouble if they were to stand in her way.
One sec, editing, had the post saved earlier today, didn't see raijin post.

And edited.
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





"Huh? Whatcha said now?"

Carried away by the various distractions provided by her little communication tool, she didn't grasp the minuscule jab inflicted to her by Hana. What she did grasp however was this out of place kiss on her head that just left her more cringed than actually charmed. Her eyelid twitched, trying to figure out what was up with this girl.

'Weirdo.'

Was the word that lingered in her mind upon realizing just how strange Hana was after just an hour of meeting her. While Itsuki was at the level of having Vietnam war flashbacks air to him, this one just got all touchy and goofy for no reason. She then made some metaphor about how her place was an oasis in a desert of shit that is the third ward. All that prompted would be Asoka rolling her eyes at the overly whimsical description of her otherwise normal looking clinic. The plus side would be that if one were to get bored, the many clubs and pubs nearby would serve as great distractions.

"Oh my, have you found the Lost city of Atlantis in the shitty slums of Mumbai too?!"

She put on a fake expression of surprise and enthusiasm when replying with maximum level of sarcasm. But it didn't end there, to reply adequately to Hana's compulsive desire to share her's and mostly Asoka's life to Kaien of all people like some sadistic grandma talking about all the embarrassing times of the kids to strangers, Asoka slid her body downwards so she would lift her feet in the air and push the against Hana's face. Now she was getting the full force of foul smell she so liked to point out.

"Hey Hana, put a sock in it already. Get it?"

With that joke out of the way, the car finally stopped on a nearby parking spot. Rin also exposed her own career path, which only caused Asoka to lift an eyebrow. Not because of the prestige of the position, but rather because it was the Post Office of all places. Before replying, she'd slide her boots back on so she could step out of the now overheated car since there were that many people in it. Quickly grabbing the umbrella she left in the vehicle's trunk, because walking around with it in Bunkyo was making herself a little too conspicuous, especially in the evening. She'd then address Rin directly.

"Post office? Really now? 'Cause I have a few complaints. First and foremost being that "No Spam Mail" means what it frickin means. Are the employees there retarded or something? Every week I get shitty ads for shitty restaurants that serve shitty meals I can't even eat. Shit."

She ranted without any shame or desire to cover up that last part, especially in Minato of all places. Then again, she could just use the human excuse of being allergic to peanut sauce or something stupid like that. She stretched her back a bit before peering over at the flock of children they had brought over. Now she remembered why they were here, and she didn't feel anymore enthusiastic about it. With a condescending look, she'd smack Takeshi's bottom with the end of her umbrella in order to stop their little slapping fight. Kazuya was going to get his dose too, just wait.

"Alright little hamsters, shut the fuck up and kill each other when I'm not around, welcome to your new squat! Be careful of the crazy scientists trying to grab you for their crazy zombie experiments!"

Purposely trying to spook them a bit, she even adopted a ghastly voice to add some effect to it. While most were generally unfazed considering what they've lived, one of the twins hid behind the other out of fear. The other stood adamant, but Asoka still felt pleased to have at least been relevant. And now, she marched in, expecting a quality tour from the owner as well as those promised showers.

@Grey Me like.

You are in the cool club now. I'll add you in the roster

Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





'No. Fucking. Way. I need her as my pet or something.'

Her ego was more than satisfied from Hana's obedience and decision to go through with this otherwise rather niche joke. But they obeyed, a delightful surprise for Asoka who thought she would have to struggle in affirming her de facto leadership. Or at least an illusion of such control. She gave a final glance at the house that essentially built her, partially at least, realizing that maybe she wasn't paying the respects to such a treasure trove of memories. Moldy sure, but maybe coming back alone could bring some good to the little lady's mind.

"Sister? That's new, Asoka. And she's not my boss."

"Focus less on me and more on the road."

"Whatever."

Kaien seemed somewhat intrigued by Asoka's relationship with all these individuals, but a quick comeback from the little tyrant just turned him off completely. As she basically flipped off the driver, she installed her small bottom on Hana's thighs, making herself as comfortable as possible before resting her back against the medic. There seemed to be absolutely no issues with her practically lying on the older female, such intense physical contact. What changed from the previous attempt from Hana to touch Asoka would be that the latter would be the one calling the shots, the one demanding this. It was all a question of things going her way, and nothing else. Though, if we would be honest, this would most likely be the better alternative no matter who decided this.

Peering over at the back through the rear view mirror, she noticed most didn't put their seat belts, heck Rin thought she could serve as such a thing. Now, as ghouls the need of such security wouldn't be as urgent, but it was common knowledge that ghouls were highly vulnerable to strong kinetic impacts. That and these weren't party animal young adults of all sizes, they were kids, and Rin may as well count like one. Considering obese abominations could fit in such modern vehicles, there'd be no excuse.

"Yeeeaahh, noooo Rin, darling, put the seat belt on. I don't want to have infanticide as part of my resume for now."

Speaking of which, she'd pull the belt on the seat Hana was sitting and passed it around herself to strap it correctly. They were a bit tight, but it didn't prevent this hug from the apparently caring adult. Asoka did seem quite indifferent to the act of gentle kindness however, as she immediately zoned everything out with her cellphone on and herself in texting mode. With absolutely no shame, she surfed through her texts while Hana could practically see everything without any backlash. Random pictures were being sent, many folders of photos taken could be seen, some more explicit with a lot of Asoka's skin exposed, some completely irrelevant to anything ever.

By then, Kaien drove off as he nodded upon checking the GPS imagery. He didn't exactly know where it was, but reaching the ward was simple enough, even without the information given. As the SUV ventured through Bunkyo and quickly got into the peripheral highway, Asoka made herself at home with her boots now stripped off and her smelling socks exposed for everyone to smell. After stepping in such damp grounds, they were in for a treat. Kaien didn't seem to care, for he seemed focused on the sports commentary in his radio. Basketball, to be precise. She nonchalantly set them over the glove compartment. Like a princess in her kingdom, she expected no complaints from the others.

"Oh man, I need a shower. A hot one. ASAP."

She'd obnoxiously say out loud, expecting Hana to nod and confirm she'd have the best of showers, or even better, a hot tub. The reason why they were going to the clinic was practically forgotten by Asoka, the kids were just there because reasons. The trip wouldn't be too long, especially with a lot of Tokyo's residents being either asleep or out doing something that didn't involve tedious driving. One they penetrated the neon lights of the 3rd Ward, the bright colors were almost overwhelming compared to the quiet neighborhood of the ruined mansion and the dark highway. It was up to Hana to guide Kaien through the streets so they could finally get some place to chill.

"Hey, where the hell've you been, Rin? I know this girl here's been playing doctor with ghouls and Itsukiwi's aiming for public enemy number one, but you? I don't know shit, honestly."

She inquired, passing the time as Kaien drifted through the encumbered streets. He was feeling a little tense too, for he was sure he had seen at least three CCG employs in a single street. Luckily for him, the tinted glass of his SUV prevented any suspicious eyes from venturing toward them.
@Pirouette so where is our dear Miyako


Fighting Itsuki in a Collab o;
Ward 5, Bunkyo, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





"Not the talkative type huh? I can respect that."

'And it so happens to be convenient. The less they talk, the weaker my headache will be.'

Rin wasn't resisting whatsoever, which was indeed a good thing, at least for Asoka. It'd be an obvious truth by now for Hana that such behaviors fared well with the little tyrant, individuals showing zero signs of confrontation or initiatives to take the spotlight. Not without her agreement, at least. Finally they would seem to finally be getting out of this overly humid rathole, heck she could swear she was feeling fungus grow into the warmer crevices of her body, such as her armpits. Don't get any wrong ideas.

But no, Hana had to make this last even longer by making the remark that there wouldn't be any space for the whole pack. This prompted a very defined and rude roll of Asoka's eyes accompanied with an unrestricted sigh.

'For a medic, you sure aren't practical. Here goes me considering you as a reliable scalpel for random shit. For Christ's sake.'

She would lift her hand as Hana was talking whilst gaining that upset look on her face, the same she had when she smacked that hand earlier. Everyone had to stop for a moment, because this wasn't going to work out, that's for sure. It didn't help that one of the kids, the other boy that didn't fling his Kagune around, had a not so pleasing tone either. Asoka tried to pull herself together and quickly find a solution that didn't involve some creepy van to carry kids of all people.

"Hana, a van? Seriously? Care to paint 'free candy' on it too? As if the CCG ain't bad enough, we get the pedo squad too. Just ... Okay wait I have an idea."

She walked up to the kids who were probably sick and tired of the endless machinations of the adults, her fingers brushing against her chin as she considered this idea of her's. After about three seconds, she ended up randomly pointing at the Takeshi kid for no apparent reason before opening her mouth once more.

"Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, catch a tiger by the toe, if it hollers let it go, eenie, meenie, miny, moe!"

Her finger ended up on Mii, in which a lot of irrational anxiety consumed her, as well as everyone else really for none of them knew what was going on. What did this mean? Was she going to kick one out? Kill one? Force one to drive? Well no, not really. Actually, all of this would be irrelevant as she would just grab Takeshi by the shoulder with her absurdly high strength and toss him over to Rin's thighs inside the car.

"You're sitting on Rin's knees. The twins can sit on each other, and the remaining two can do the same. Hana, you sit shotgun, I'll sit on you. We're going morning-after-house-party-with-only-one-car-available-mode. Call me Buddha."

A solution was found, everyone would be happy. They would probably break a law or two, but it would beat having a bunch of kids in a van. Even if they weren't caught, that'd just up the creepy factor. Asoka invited everyone to take their seats, glaring at Hana in particular. Asoka's impatience was something one shouldn't put to the test. Ever.

"Wait, what the hell is this, Asoka? You think you can just bring a bunch of ... Oh fuck are they ghouls too?! Awwh fucking hell, you're pushing it. And at the third ward too?!"

"Shut the fuck up. You're more of a pussy than my goddamn cat. I helped you steal this rig anyway. Consider this my fucking commission."

The male driver, clearly a ghoul by his smell, looked to be in his mid twenties, at most his early thirties. Asoka knew him from university, and being ghouls, they evidently had their double lives clash. In what ways, that would be something she wouldn't just reveal when he's around. But in any case, after he response, all he did was give a begrudging pout before shaking his head and activating the ignition of his SUV. They would leave once everyone inside, and it would be up to Hana to guide them to her current lair.
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