The wicked siren has returned
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Preferred Name: Mama, Tsukiko, Beyonce
Pronouns: She, Her
Character Name: Aphrodite
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Post by Aphrodite on Apr 6, 2016 23:52:28 GMT -5
The scene; The Justice Hall. One of the pristine court houses of the city where law classes are held during the evening and hearings are held during the day. On this particular evening the hall was being used a dinner to congratulate the promoting of a new judge for the city. It was a wondrous time for all of those who had a hand in law, and while Aphrodite no longer practiced, she was still inclined to go due to her history.
Here was also where her target would be.
The target; Prosecutor Karmas. Aphrodite's former mentor in law and was known for a time as the devil of law. The siren admired his prowess and his cunning to do what it takes to bring people down and so when she realized he was the target a small part of her heart tugged. But that was before she went over the evidence against him. Hiring escorts, taking bribes to let go some of the most dangerous vigilante thugs, all of which would tarnish Aphrodite's reputation due to her association with him. So now it was time to fix the problem.
It was around the time to leave for the dinner and Aphrodite was finishing up the last touches to her outfit. Today her cybernetic claws were replaced with limbs with a more human look covered by satin black gloves up to her elbow to hide the joints. Her dress for the evening was a ruby red with a collar covering her gills and an open back to display the scales leading down to her tail. A slit up the side shows her human legs in heels, opting out of the armor legs for a more formal look. Her hair as out of the bun and was straightened to give her a sharp look.
She was ready, now to wait for her date. "Kali fetch my furs, it may be a cold night tonight." |
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Character Profile: The Cold Hunter
Character Name: Alexander Roman
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Post by alexander on Apr 7, 2016 1:00:49 GMT -5
Of all things, he didn't expect to be Aphrodite's boy toy for the evening. She wasn't kidding when she mentioned this fancy dinner. It was for someone who he really didn't give a shit about. Then again, he didn't give a shit about a lot of people so that didn't say much. She still didn't say anything about the man Alexander was supposed to wipe off the face of the planet. He was just some schmuck who's interests no longer worked with her group...Or something like that. Whatever it meant. It was no surprise that she was already putting Alexander to use. The only thing that made him impatient was that she refused to give him the intel on his current target and instead cajoled him into joining her for the evening.
He didn't think he'd be back so soon. In fact, he was ten minutes early than she demanded because fuck her and her six pm, not a minute late bullshit. Like she requested, he had arrived in a tux with his hair combed back...Which was uncomfortable as is because it offered no protection whatsoever. It made him feel naked without his gear, but he wouldn't dare show her his discomfort. If anything, she was going to relish in the fact that he was disturbed. All he had to do was focus on the mission and nothing else.
Unlike the rage-filled pounding on her door the last time, he just...let himself in because he wasn't about to wait outside and watch the bugs buzz around the lights. The man entered, scowling at the decor and the lack of Aphrodite's presence and leaned against the wooden handrail of the stairway leading to the second floor. Sigh. Honestly, she should have just given him the intel so he could get this over with. Hell, she probably didn't want to because she knew he'd carry out the deed the very same night. This was probably all for finesse...Or maybe the hag was lonely enough to force him to go with her. Maybe this was punishment for smoking in her house. Whatever. He just wished she'd come out from her room so they could get this over with.
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The wicked siren has returned
Posts: 15
Preferred Name: Mama, Tsukiko, Beyonce
Pronouns: She, Her
Character Name: Aphrodite
Main Account: TsukikoMumai..duh
Status: Lurking
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Post by Aphrodite on Apr 8, 2016 0:15:55 GMT -5
"My lady.... he is here...". The meek Kali whispered as she peered from behind the door with a fur shawl bundled in her arms. Aphrodite glanced through the mirror in front of her as she finished clipping some earrings into her fin ears before standing up and making her way to the door. "Ah how nice for him to be early, at least he knows how to keep time.". Aphrodite smirked as she took the furs from her maid and wrapped them around her shoulders.
"I will try to be back by midnight darlings, please have my room ready by then." Aphrodite spoke over her shoulder as she started her way down the stairs. "Ah Alexander darling you made it. And might I say you look rather dapper." The socialite reached down to pat her escort's cheek before turning to a phone on the wall. After entering a few buttons and muttering inside the phone, Aphrodite turned towards Alexander and signaled him to join him outside. "When we get into the car I will give you a briefing, it will take about fifteen minutes for us to get there so plenty of time to go over the ground rules." Aphrodite stated as she looked dead ahead while a black car pulled up in front of the home. A short but stocky man got out of the front of the car and made his way around to open the vehicle for the two sp members.
As the two got comfortable, Aphrodite sat across from Alexander, she reached for a compartment box and pulled out a cigarette holder. As she took some time to light up and smoke a couple of puffs she slipped a file out of her furs and handed them to Alexander.
"I didn't want to say who this was because I wanted to deny the act we will commit as long as possible. Your target was... and old friend of sorts who has been under the black list for the SP and have been tarnishing my old occupation. At first I didn't know how I would deal with him... blackmail but eventual he would have fought back, banishing he could still have influence and you know me....I don't like to murder." The siren smiled as she blew out a ring of smoke as the car started to move towards their destination. "But you were sent into my life and I feel like this would be the perfect first test.... you see this dinner has a lot of important people and old friends and I would rather not have them killed. So your objective is to be silent and quick, leave no traces, and make sure no one but the target is eliminated. I will be watching out so if a single hair is out of place on anyone there... well I will give you a lesson in how to do damage to someone without leaving scars." Aphrodite glared from the smoke as her lips curled into a cold smile as she waited for her partner to agree before giving the plans. |
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Post by alexander on Apr 11, 2016 20:41:06 GMT -5
Of course he made it and no, he didn't dress up for her. It was for the mission and nothing more. He frowned at the touch of her...human hand? It felt soft and oddly real... Prosthetics had come a long way. Unlike most, he didn't bother to opt for the flesh coating and preferred to leave his arm the way it was. It didn't even matter anyway considering he always wore long-sleeve items and gloves. Alexander only grunted in response to her compliment. He honestly didn't care. All he wanted to do was get this over with as soon as possible. Then maybe --
Alexander's gaze roamed upon Aphrodite's backside. The dress did very well to accentuate her curves. The claws and legs were replaced with human parts and ... He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was impressed. She didn't look like the Aphrodite he first met, appearance-wise anyway. With her looks, she could have any man she wanted wrapped around her finger. It was just irritating that she chose him of all people.
Once they got into the car, he sat back, armed with a cigarette and the files pertaining to the target. As she talked, he skimmed over the information, taking in the vital clues needed to make this mission a success. According to Aphrodite and the file, the prosecutor was nothing but a vile scumbag; a scumbag that she was acquainted with. Now everything made sense, but it was odd that she was willing to throw him at this old acquaintance who was going to be amongst her old friends. For a second, he thought she was stupid until she promised suffering beyond his imagination.
His gaze tore away from the intel long enough to glower at the woman. She didn't want to kill him, but if she didn't get rid of the man, then the prosecutor was going to continue to tarnish her reputation. Alexander could imagine if the prosecutor were caught someday. That would ruin Aphrodite forever. As much as Alexander would love to see Aphrodite squirm, he knew that he had no other choice but to accept the hit. Knowing how much she loved to scheme, she probably had things arranged for him to 'disappear' at a moments notice if he ever decided to bite back. "Fine," his eyes wandered back to the intel, "What is the plan?"
She was one hell of a woman.
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The wicked siren has returned
Posts: 15
Preferred Name: Mama, Tsukiko, Beyonce
Pronouns: She, Her
Character Name: Aphrodite
Main Account: TsukikoMumai..duh
Status: Lurking
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Post by Aphrodite on Apr 11, 2016 23:13:38 GMT -5
Aphrodite took sometime to blow some smoke and think about what lied ahead as her partner went over what she stated. She really didn't like what was about to happen, the siren had history with this man and he was practically family to her (family she was on good terms with). But she simply couldn't tolerate what he has become, and neither could the secret police.
As she thought to herself, Alexander spoke up about their course of action. Aphrodite glanced through the smoky veil before putting out her holder and opening up a small box by her side.
"There will be two parts to this mission. The first is mixing and mingling. I know how much you hate to be among your peers but if we move in on the target too soon it would be made suspicious same with leaving soon after. We need to blend the perfect amount to create an alibi if needed. But with me, I highly doubt we would need it." Aphrodite smiled towards her companion and handed an ear piece over to him. "The second stage is secluded and take out. After we make our presence known I will corner our target and get him comfortable. The area is large so I will request a stroll with him. You will follow at a safe distance and when the time is right you will strike." The older woman placed her ear piece, resembling an earring on her finned ear before smoothing out her dress. "Remember we need to make sure this is quick and little to no blood as possible. We don't want to attract attention but we also have to make this look like an accident or perhaps like a vigilante assassination. Any questions before we proceed?"
As they finished their final words the car came to a stop and the driver came to their door to open it, showing them at their destination. Aphrodite took a deep breathe and reached out to take her drivers hand to be helped out. "Oh and Alexander, try to look like you are having fun." Aphrodite glanced back and lowered her voice, feeling her cords vibrate before she straightened up and waited for her partner to get out and take him by the arm. |
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Post by alexander on Apr 11, 2016 23:48:50 GMT -5
Alexander never understood the concept of socializing. People like him had no business socializing. The man's presence was filled with nothing but malice. People always seemed to sense that about him and kept a good distance. It just came naturally to him. Of course, there were some who dared to speak to him, but they were mostly higher ups who attempted to praise him for a recent catch outside of the dome and that was only because they knew he couldn't punch them in their fat lips for speaking.
He closed the file and listened to her briefing. At least she was spot on when she mentioned that they actually had to stay and blend in. Still, it did make sense and he hated that it did. He took the little ear piece and put it in as she explained the second phase. It was easier said than done. Not only did he have to wait for the right opportunity, he had to be especially weary of anyone who was smart enough to take note of their absence. Alexander assumed that Aphrodite was given complete authority to carry out this task. After all, it was tough to work such jobs when surveillance was always a looming threat. He also had to be wary of security and the works considering the staff may not be involved with this task. Now he too was in deep thought. It was one of those tasks where he needed to improvise as he went along. Assassinations like this never went according to plan. The only thing going for him was the fact that this man had many enemies. Majority of them were from the citizens themselves because of his methods of extortion and blackmail. Nobody would put it past the rebel scum lurking within the city to pull this kind of job off. He had this covered.
"No. Let's just get this over with," he replied and directed his attention towards the window. They had already arrived and pulled up to the hall. Justice. He snorted. The meaning seemed to grow more cloudy as the years went by.
Once out of the car, Alexander stood by Aphrodite's side. The sound of her voice and the grasp upon his arm actually helped to calm him down. Naturally, the hall was filled with guests from all over. Of course, they were dressed for the best and half of them had their noses in the air. Yeah, he could see Aphrodite blending in well with this crowd. He mostly followed her lead, not saying much, but also not causing people to distance themselves. It was a good start to the evening. He even went as far as to help himself to a glass of champagne picked from one of the waitresses that wandered about. Much to his surprise, there were guards, but little to no surveillance equipment. It was probably because the government thought the implants were good enough. Either that, or there were about to have some shady deals or conversations go down. Figures.
At least it made it easier to blend in.
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The wicked siren has returned
Posts: 15
Preferred Name: Mama, Tsukiko, Beyonce
Pronouns: She, Her
Character Name: Aphrodite
Main Account: TsukikoMumai..duh
Status: Lurking
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Post by Aphrodite on Apr 12, 2016 0:16:01 GMT -5
She always loved these types of get togethers. It made her feel like she was a teenager attending her first ball or a young woman being courted for the first time. The presence of others like her, the vibrant colors of the food presented, the smells of exotic flowers filled the room in a gentle embrace, and the music made her want to be held by a lover for the entire night.
But tonight Aphrodite was there on a mission, granted she could take part in the merriment but it was all for the mission and finding the right time. The two made their way up the stairs, the socialite giving quick hellos and a lady like wave to those who acknowledged her. She had her most endearing smiles as she accepted some red wine from a hostess and slipping her arm out of Alexander's to wander. The target wasn't here yet, then again it was still quite early. It gave the pairing time to get settled into their zones while the target was arriving. "Make sure to keep an eye out for me, I will mingle for a bit to get some Intel. Don't cause me trouble darling.~" Aphrodite purred for the ear piece before she strolled to a group of old associates and gave the standard greeting before blending into the circle. Not much has happened since she left the law world three years ago, families growing, families dying, and business was still good. Some members made off comments about the target but not enough to wish him illwill. Hmmmmm there goes pinning the death on one of these fools.... Aphrodite thought to herself as she sipped on her wine.
At that point the music's tempo changed, a salsa dancing tune it seemed. Aphrodite turned to see as couples strolled onto the floor and she gave a small smirk of amusement. "Ah this takes me back..." The siren reached out to cradle her cheek in her hand as she thought back to good memories and swaying to the beat. |
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Post by alexander on Apr 20, 2016 20:43:05 GMT -5
The party continued on for what felt like forever. Conversations were all the same. Say Hello. Mention how the stocks were going. Tell a lame joke. Every time, it was always the same and nothing to take note of. Aphrodite eventually left his side and for a while, his gaze followed wherever she went. It wasn't for the sake of her safety, but just in case the man of the night decided to show up earlier than scheduled. The earlier, the better...Then he could blow this joint to do...well, whatever there was to do.
After a while, Alexander the hunter turned into Alexander the wallflower as continued to stand by and eavesdropped on the conversations between Aphrodite and her old acquaintances. Nothing to note as usual and it was grating on his patience. It also didn't help that his appearance and body language gave off that natural bad boy vibe, thus attracting attention from a few single (and taken) ladies. Some even gathered and squabbled off in the distance, giggling like school girls whenever he looked in their direction. Sigh. It was nice that everything was going according to plan, but he wished things would move along faster.
Aphrodite spent a generous amount of time near the dance floor. Why she did, he didn't know. She didn't say anything into the ear piece for quite some time. Alexander briefly wondered if this was a hint at something. Women did tend to do that. If only there was an augment that gave men the ability to interpret such things more accurately...
Fine. He finished off the third glass of champagne and left it with a passing hostess as the music shifted into a jazz-like tune. Alexander excused himself through the crowd and eventually approached Aphrodite. The hunter took up the socialite's hand without a word and led her out onto the dance floor. One hand held hers while the other rested on her hip. Shockingly enough, he took it upon himself to lead with the tune and he lead it well without skipping a beat. Yes... he could dance. It was something he wasn't ready to admit to the world nor was he ever going to because he doubt that anyone here would remember his face, therefore his secret was still safe. Theoretically, it should still be safe if Aphrodite kept her mouth shut about it because...Him taking her to the dance floor wasn't to entertain her. It totally wasn't. It was all for the sake of the mission; killing time until he needed to kill.
There was a brief moment of discomfort. Embarrassment perhaps? She just better not poke fun about it. "...I took classes for a while when I was young," he admitted it after several seconds of silence.
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The wicked siren has returned
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Preferred Name: Mama, Tsukiko, Beyonce
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Character Name: Aphrodite
Main Account: TsukikoMumai..duh
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Post by Aphrodite on Apr 21, 2016 12:44:55 GMT -5
She had to admit, when she felt a presence grab her and practically drag her onto the dancing floor, she was shocked. Aphrodite was even more shocked when it was her disgruntled partner that was doing the leading. She had a brief second to give him a look of curiosity before his free hand fell to her hip before leading her into the dance.
A part of her couldn't focus as to what was going on. She read over all the files she could about Alexander and she never knew this about him. Even if he omitted to this skill she would have found out sooner or later and yet here they are, in their own little world with only the leading of the instruments as their guide.
He was quite good at this, dipping her when the music had a drop and twirling her to give them space to breathe before coming back to focus. A smile crept onto the siren's lips as their eyes found each other and the young man glanced away and mentioned he took classes when he was younger. If he thought she was going to lecture him on his dancing capabilities or the fact he knows how he had another thing coming. "I knew they were a reason you moved so eloquently." She purred in his ear before the music changed to a slow ballad causing her to press into her partner for the duration of the song. "You need to relax my dear, you are blending but still look stiff. Pretend to enjoy yourself..." Aphrodite sighed as she looked over his shoulder to see that her former comrade had finally arrived.
"Portly gentleman, thinning hair and orange tie." The older woman muttered as she swayed to the beat to turn the couple for Alexander to see his target. After he got a good look she broke the hold before leaning in and stating. "Eyes on me and when the nightingale calls, you strike." Before brushing her hand on his cheek before turning away to chat up with the target.
"Karmas old friend. You have not aged well at all!"
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Post by alexander on Apr 25, 2016 1:50:46 GMT -5
It was a bit satisfying seeing the look of surprise on her face as he led her on the dance floor. Bet that wasn't on his files. The Roman family prided themselves on perfection. Of course he knew how to move. He could be graceful when he felt like it. Besides, it was completely unacceptable for any member of the Roman family to not know footwork. They also believed that along with athleticism, dancing and finesse worked well out in the field. In some way, he supposed his father was right. Would he ever admit that out loud? Not a chance.
Their time spent on the floor felt like it lasted for ages. Eventually the music changed and the pace gradually slowed to a crawl. Aphrodite was close enough where Alexander took in the scent of her perfume. Even her hair smelled good and briefly he wondered what kind it was. Why he was wondering about such trivial things during a mission was beyond him. For a while, he suspected that perhaps Aphrodite was trying to control him again through her mysterious ways, but that thought was dismissed. He couldn't explain it, but every time she spoke a certain way, Alexander felt inclined to listen. Right now, he didn't feel that way and gradually, he relaxed as the song continued.
Suddenly, Aphrodite leaned in close. Their target had arrived and he lead her into a turn that gave him vision of the fat individual. His appearance screamed 'scoundrel' and the way he carried himself simply rubbed Alexander the wrong way. That was her mentor? His lip curled with disgust and he couldn't help but feel offended that Aphrodite left his side to converse with that man. The sudden urge to gut the man right in the middle of the hall was real, but he had to stay on track with the mission and the main objective was not to be seen.
Alexander shadowed the two from a safe distance and listened to the conversation through the ear piece. Although one-sided, he could easily make out what the Prosecutor said. All he ever did was feed Aphrodite bullshit and put up the facade he used to ruin other people's lives. The fact that he was so non-chalantly speaking to Aphrodite was making Alexander angry. She should be at her side, not strolling along with this pig!
It dawned on him then as he tailed them. Why did it even matter? When did it bother him so much?
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