Ark 22 Episode 28: Club's on Fire

Participants
Kin

Ginji

Kodi

Rima

Eko

Mad Dog

Let the fun begin
It was a Thursday night. The legendary club Lahana had been busting with rave like activity.

The club was blasting it's music like it had always been. Triad members in and out of the club but they seemed to just be wanting a good time. Blake wilder had been there but he seemed to be keeping to himself. Still mourning over the women he promised to marry next they meet but died before then.

It seemed like an ordinary night in district 1... But it had truly been way beyond that.

Ginji: “Hell yea I’m going to Club Lahana… Heard it’s gonna be fuckin’ jumpin’.” Ginji Shibata said as he pulled on his black jacket, smirking at the group of four goons he was talking to. “You guys are coming too Wakkata?” The four of them gave nods before grins slid across their lips. It was rare that any of them ever went out to a club or went to a party. They were usually only about making their money due to Ginji’s lack of appearances at parties and clubs. They didn’t realize it but Ginji wasn’t going to the club to have fun… He was still pissed about losing their catch that Kin had set them on. He had cussed Kin out multiple times by this point for putting them on a stupid ass mission that went south almost immediately. Regardless of that, he planned on nabbing that girl and getting his money off her. There was no way that he was going to let her go after things went so bad the first time. He had people who had been keeping an eye on her tough in the most casual ways as to not be suspected of doing anything. Word was she was supposed to show up at Club Lahana tonight and if that was true, Ginji was definitely in there. “Whoever the fuck is going with me, let’s go.” Ten of Ginji’s goons jumped up at the opportunity to roll out to the club. “You know the drill, guns stay here… We don’t need ‘em anyways.” Ginji and then ten guys left the hideout to head to the club which Ginji had been to multiple times even without his gang realizing it. Another way to relieve stress was to have a bitch’s ass against you while hype music was playing, especially if you were fucked up. Ginji lit a cigarette as they walked, taking a long drag before blowing a long stream of smoke from his nostrils, seeing all of the people dressed to party their brains out walking in the direction of the club. Multiple guys who were usually never on this side of the district dapped Ginji up, being guys from the rough of the roughest part of the district even though they ran with Ginji or just simply respected what he did. The closer they got, the louder the music blasting from the club began, causing everyone in the vicinity to jump with excitement and anticipation. “Let’s GOOOOOOO!” One of Ginji’s goons yelled out, jumping into the air, pumping his fist. “Oi oi, th’fuck are you so hype for?” Ginji couldn’t help but smirk at him as he took another long drag from his cigarette, craning his neck back to blow the cloud of smoke into the air. They reached the club, moving past the line. Ginji dropped the cigarette he was smoking, crushing it underneath his boot before walking up to the bouncer, giving him an upwards nod, the bouncer smirking. “Haven’t seen you in a minute kid.” Ginji glanced over his shoulder at his boys before shrugging some. “Yea, I’ve been busy as fuck.” ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f70tjc3VNNI)) Ginji and his boys walked past the bouncer and into the club, the bass of the music slamming into them when they entered the building. The people who were in there were already dancing, grinding and twerking on each other while others were knocking back shots. Some were even smoking the substance of their choice, living up life for tonight as if they weren’t going to get up in the morning. Ginji walked towards the bar while his goons dispersed, going off to do their own thing. Ginji nodded at the bartender before turning around to lean against the bar, surveying the area, looking for the blonde headed rock star that he planned on grabbing. He was going to make money off of this girl and nothing was going to stop him from it. He pulled a cigarette from his pack, lighting it quickly, taking a small drag off of it as a guy walked up to him. “Ayyyyyeee Ginji. Wassup G?” He dapped Ginji up, passing him about five hundred dollars which was folded once. “Didn’t think I’d see you till tomorrow. Good thing I had the dough on me tonight.” Ginji nodded. “Fuck yea, I can use this tonight.” A smirk slid across his lips and the guy laughed. “Hell yea. Ight G, I’ll be up with you.” The guy turned around, walking off, immediately going to the nearest girl with the fattest ass. Ginji shook his head, turning his attention back to the club. “Alright Ms. Rock star… You planning on showing up late on some celebrity bullshit?” A girl in a short black dress who looked like she was Korean mixed with something else walked up to him, trying to gain his attention, throwing her ass back against his crotch, casually dancing against him as he stood there though his attention remained focused on the door and the dance floor.

Kodi: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDTAWpPq_gc) Kodi stood in front of the Club... remembering days before.. her being tortured... her body still having bruises.. though her face have healed up...her hair now being long.. due to the stimulated growth/healing processes.. her skin being back to porcelain due to her skin being ripped off from the Martyr experiment.. Just before.. Jayce had.. been following her everywhere though before She told him not to come this time.. Wearing a long black sweater... that held around her medium sized chest... showing a bit of cleavage, amongst wearing fishnet tights underneath.. That complimented her large muscular thighs. plus some high-heeled boots.. Her blonde locks of hair.. Pulled up in a high ponytail leaving strands on her face.. The brash blonde never needed make-up and never liked it..... -Flash-~ "Ugh why can't I come.. I mean its just a c-" Jayce stood quiet.. In Nathans hideout.. Amongst the bottom of District 1.. it was just like her fight club.. just with brothel rooms in the back... Basically an underground club.. built for bets, deaths, mosh pits and more.. Kodi looked over at Jayce with a smug look.. "Do you see how old you look.. and how you act.. You’ll be noticed with a jailbait face like that... " She looked at herself in a mirror while Jayce puckered up his lower lip... grasping her by the waist.. while looking at their reflection. “Why are you going out like that from what I known you never dress like this.." The blonde felt her stomach fluttered as he would breathe in and out from his nose.. Her porcelain cheeks became rosy as she turned an pushed him away out of embarrassment.." You know we can go- UGH I already-" Interrupting her, he pinned her onto the mirror.. Looking directly into her eyes..." We can go to jail OR you can.. Well I just don't care Kodi." Kodi groaned an knee'd him off of her while her face flustering.. "J-Just shut up and go him kid GOD!" -END of Flash..- Shaking her thoughts off as she exhaled..."Ah well.. After all the shit I went through.. I could go for a drink and..." As she entered the club.. She gulped down atleast 4 different types of party pills.. Only to snatch a drink from one of the ladies from her right.. Which scoffed in Kodi's rudeness.. While she leaned herself toward a wall.. and started to chug down her drink.. While an unsuspected voice came from behind her.."Aww.. haven't a drink are we..." Her cold prescence said it all.. it was Cessair Torabaasu... Having her leopard tight skinned dress. along with some high high heels.. the air around her was as if a air conditioner.. she held a martini glass in her hand.." Now Now, I ain't here to kill your drug attic self.. no no.. this is just a heads up tho..Don't kill yourself now with all those drugs... but I'm just giving you a heads up.. dear girl.. after all. were all here just to party hmm..?" Giving her little sister the most sarcastic look.. Cessair.. just sipped at her iced glass... chugging down the glass.. before chugging another that she had took off the plate of a waitress...Kodi rolled her eyes.. as her older sister.. knew something was off about her.."Your eyes.. could it...." Looking over at some of the men, before looking back at her.." Could this mean you are..." In shock she had dropped her glass while leaning over to the brash blonde.. "W-what?" "Your eyes are of a Martyr.. you went through that hell.. I can't beleive your alive..." Kodi brushed it off shrugging.." I guess some of these peeps are part of what happened.." Cessair shook her head while folding her arms.." Could be.. or Couldn't be. Sis though I have to say your one tough bitch I say..Though.." slipping her hands into her own sis's cleavage to pull out more bags of pills.. she pulled one out the bag.. and popped it into her mouth.."Ah...."handing her druggy bag to her sis.. Cessair strutted onto a lap of a man across the room.. while faking her seduction at him.. while rubbing his thigh with her right hand.. while she whispered fake comments about how he looked good an so forth..she licked his right cheek smirking..while she whispered, “I want to fuck you so hard that you'll be drenched in "Icey" cold sweat..." The man flustered as his men around him.. gawked at the sexy older Torabaasu.. Kodi rolled her eyes scoffing while the pills kicked in as everything went in slow-mo.. She made her way stumbling in the dance floor as she soon started to dance... swaying her thick hips side to side... while she and two women from front to back at her.. Started to grind against her making her into a sandwich.. while Kodi grinded against each of them.. Two gorgeous 40 year old women with the size of double d's dirty danced with the shark like female.. The female in front.. Of Kodi.. Their lips almost touched.. While they were mesmerized by the tomboyish female.. As the two Torabaasu's seemed to be enjoying themselves.

Rima: “You two amateurs know your assignments for tonight. I expect nothing but the best from you both and if I get anything less than that....YOUR ASSES ARE FIRED!” Rima flinched from the pain of her boss' voice stabbing into her ear like a knife, nearly dropping her cell phone from her right ear as one of her soft brown eyes winced shut. She could easily picture what sort of grouchy facial expression Mr. Fitz must have been making at her from the other end of the call after stating that, knowing that if she had been looking directly into his eyes in that moment, she'd see that he meant every single word. She had to swallow to clear the nervous lump out of her throat that had momentarily stopped her from breathing, her eyes slightly wide as she looked through the window of the yellow cab she rode in. She'd called a cab to pick her up from her place the moment Mr. Fitz had called to lay the assignment on her. “I have to get to Club Lahana.” She had told the driver almost frantically as if some once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had been waiting for her there. Kichiro had tagged along – against his own choice of course – and she was grateful for that because he wasn't a social guy; quite the opposite in fact. He preferred his videogames over big parties, which was a huge difference between the two best friends and colleagues because there was nothing Rima loved more than an epic party. Part of her was excited to be able to go to Club Lahana tonight. It would be her first time visiting the popular spot, which was a bit surprising for someone like her, and although she was there strictly for a work assignment, something told her it was going to be an epic night she'd never forget. Unless she'd had too many drinks, of course. It wasn't long before the cab pulled up in front of the club, Rima and Kichiro climbing out through the car door closest to the entrance where both their eyes widened at the sight of the enormous line of people waiting to get in. “Some kinda event going on in there or something?” Kichiro asked. Rima could tell by his tone that his social anxiety was starting to kick in. “Mr. Fitz said there was going to be a few celebrity appearances here tonight.” Rima replied. “I'm pretty sure this is the result of the entire city finding out about it. Remember why we're here, Kichiro. We've gotta work our way in slowly and then POUNCE!” Her hands suddenly clapped against Kichiro's shoulder blades, causing him to yelp as he went stumbling forward toward the line. “Let's get a move on. The Big Man's counting on us.” Kichiro shuffled into the line with slouched shoulders, his brows drooped over his beady eyes as his lips appeared to be a squiggly line wiggling across his face. Rima knew that look. “Oh, don't tell me you're nervous, Kichiro! It'll be fun. Just try not to get lost in there, will ya?” Kichiro grumbled in response to that. “I just might....need to go puke somewhere...” They could practically hear the music of the club bumping through the walls from the inside and every time the bouncer at the entrance opened the door for a group, Rima could see flashing lights pouring out into the night. She told herself that she couldn't get too carried away in there, for the sake of the assignment. But on any other night, she most likely would've lost her mind in a place like Club Lahana. After realizing that they had been standing in line for way longer than what was acceptable, Rima released a deep sigh as she noticed that her left foot had been tapping the sidewalk the entire time. “Alright, you know what? Fuck this!” Grabbing Kichiro's hand, the boy let out a yelp as he was suddenly yanked forward. “Sorry guys, don't mean to be rude but the lines moving too slow! This is a big night for me! Sorry! Coming through!” Rima bolted all the way up the sidewalk in her high heels that she'd chosen to wear for the night, dragging Kichiro along behind her who was struggling to stay on his feet. “Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing!?” Security shouted as the pair barraged right through them. “Improvising, fellas!” Rima shouted over her shoulder. Bursting through the doors of the club, Rima continued to run a few steps before eventually slowing to a halt, earning a few strange looks from the patrons nearby. At first, she looked to be in a state of shock like the lights and music had instantly slapped her across the face the moment she bolted inside. (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ut_LVvjiC4w )) But then, her lips curled into a smile of unmasked excitement. “This....is going....to be...AWESOME!” She exclaimed suddenly. The blaring music and flashing lights took her almost instantly like some sort of spell, pulling her toward the dance floor where bodies moved to the beat of the music. Before she knew what was even happening, her own body was moving, her hips swaying side to side as her hands lifted into the air above her head, twirling, dipping, and shimmying to the rhythm of the vigorous music.‏

Her movements seemed accentuated by the strapless, purple dress she had had to fight her way into earlier that night, the fabric practically squeezing the curves of her body like a second layer of skin. Kichiro had been bitching about how short it was, the way the hem came to about mid-thigh a few inches below her backside which, according to him, was “a slip up away from showing her ass to the whole city”. The young photographer could feel his protective “big brother” like nature kicking in as he looked around and saw that Rima was drawing plenty of attention her way, and just not just with the way she looked in her dress and stiletto heels. She looked as if she'd completely forgotten about their assignment, her light brown hair which was pulled up into an elegant ponytail swinging about with the movements of her body. “Come on, Kichiro! Dance with me!” She grabbed his hands and pulled him toward her, keeping her just at arm's length as she continued to dance while facing him. “Maybe you need a few drinks so you can loosen up in here. There's a bar close by that we should check o--” She stopped short when she looked past several dancers and saw new guests arriving in the club, one of them she instantly recognized as the lead singer of the band, Thighs of Destruction. “HOLY SHIT!” She suddenly shouted above the blaring music. “Kichiro, look!” Kichiro spun around to follow where her finger was pointing, his eyebrows lifting when he spotted the same blonde-haired, thick-thighed vocalist dancing with...a bunch of MILFS? “This one of the celebrities the boss was talking about?” He arched a brow. He wasn't the biggest fan of the band, but he loved going to their concerts for the free beer and drunk heavy metal whores. “Come on, we HAVE to get an interview!” Rima's hand latched around Kichiro's wrist, yanking him behind her as she shoved her way through the crowd to get to the blonde. “Excuse me! Pardon me! Coming through here! Hey, you old fart, move your ASS!” She shouted to several people as she pushed through with determination. Her arms flew out on either side of her to break through a couple dancing with each other, sending them both sprawling to the ground with crazy looks on their faces. She seemed not to even notice what she'd done as she appeared beside the blonde, her eyes wide and filled with astonishment. “Holy COW!” She shouted. And if that hadn't gotten the blonde's attention, “You're that singer! From Thunder Thighs! No wait...uhh...Thighs of Doom! Wait...no. That's not it either.....Thighs of Destruction! Yeah, that's it hehe.” She laughed nervously after that major fuck up, hoping the singer wasn't offended. “The name's Rima. I'm a writer for the Kasaihana Gazette and I was wondering ifffffff,” She cut herself off as she began to search herself, reaching into her purse before pulling out a notepad and a pen a split second later. “I could ask you a few questions!” Excitement beamed from her wide-toothed smile as she stared at the blonde like some psycho fanatic. They would both hear a loud thud from nearby and several people gasped while looking down at the floor. Where Kichiro now laid on the dance floor with swirls in his eyes, completely passed the fuck out.

Eko: Tonight was one of those nights where Eko wasn't in the mood, for anything. He had more than enough of everything all day and he wasn't going to take it from anyone or anything anymore tonight if he could help it. First, some dick head decided to trip him this morning when he went out for some food, he got his face flattened. Second, a douche come lunch time decided to drive his cab through a puddle right over his shirt, the guy didn't see it coming when he stopped and Eko scared the man shitless just by yelling at him. Third, you don't even wanna know what happened but needless to say there are a few dead pigeons strewn across one of the parks. He had enough and after grabbing something for dinner he decided to see if taking a walk through one of the many side streets would help 'relax' him. Come to find out, that this wasn't a good idea either. Eko strode along the sidewalk, one of his hands shoved into his pocket. Blaring in his ears he had Alesana: Murderer playing; he mouthed the words as the song played. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaJQOV1Hj2Y)) '...The knife slides down to the tip of my tongue. I'm finding pleasure in watching you writhe. I lean in just to lick the sweat off your face I taste the reverence dripping down my throat.' The song, being almost over, blared and he bobbed along... until a few douche bags decided to try and walk in front of him and almost knock him over. Eko, pissed now (again), whirled around and grabbed the first guy's shoulder, jerking him around to face him. "What the fucking hell?" The guy looked angry and shoved Eko's hand off with a hard shrug of his shoulder. "I didn't know knocking into someone was a crime." His bland voice was grating and he turned to walk away, his buddies following suit. Eko frowned irritatedly and pulled the guy back, slamming his fist straight into the guys jaw, dislocating it in one swing. "I. Am. Not. In. The. Mood. For. Fucking. Bull. Shit." Each word he accented with a punch as the music finished blaring in his ears, one ear bud falling from is place to blast out the sounds he was listening to. As the man numbero Uno’s nose eventually broke and started bleeding all over Eko's hands, the two of the guy's friends rushed in and tried to pull Eko off. They failed, miserably. Eko swept each guy's legs out from under them and slammed their faces into the concrete, knocking them out and breaking their skin open. More blood coated his hands and he took one of their shirts, lazily cleaning the blood from his fingers. Up ahead he could hear music pounding out of one of the clubs, Club Lahana (he remembered where he was) and he decided to head in for some drinks. At the door, the bouncer let him in and he kept cleaning his hands off with the man's dingy graphic tee. One of bouncers looked at him strangely and Eko looked at him back and dead seriously said. "My hand slipped." {https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWN4UGOMrQ8} The music blared as he examined his hands and walked into the club. "Seriously tired of people pissing me off today.." He walked over to the bar and pinched at the bridge of his nose the sounds of the music oddly matching the pulsing in his head. His ringed fingers tapped on the bar and he turned watching people as they danced like sex crazed idiots. Well this was true for most them at least so why should they act any different? Some girl came and started talking her voice too annoying for him to pay attention. With a look he leaned in to whisper into her ear. “Keep talking and I am going to pull your intestines out through your throat, got it?" The girl gasped and stepped back quietly as Eko waved her off dismissively. None of these girls could handle the pain he gave out anyway. They were too breakable, sometimes that was ok, but today, if he wanted some chick to fuck he wanted her to be able to take a brutal beating and come out alive in the end. He finished shoving his headphones back into his jacket pocket as he neared the bar, even though he was 19, he sorely wanted a drink but he didn't' feel like getting his ass arrested, he'd only punch the cops out and get slapped with assault charges as well as underage drinking. So, once he arrived at the bar he slapped some bills on the counter and ordered a blue raspberry Irish soda and shoved a wad of cotton candy in his mouth; something sweet would suffice to alieve his frustrations. One of the patrons sitting on one of the barstools nearest him gave him a funny look. Eko glared back at him with a look that said I will rip your dick off and force feed it to you if you don't stop looking at me. The man swiftly looked away and Eko shoved another wad of the wisps of sugar heaven into his mouth.

Ginji: ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMjYPnjB1iU)) Ginji snuffed his cigarette out in the ash tray closest to him which was resting on the bar, the mixed Korean girl trying to force him back with her ass to make herself feel dominant and strong but Ginji was like a wall, unmoving and unfazed. He glanced down at her ass which wasn’t anything really special. He reached out with his right hand, mushing her face to the right so she’d get off of him. She gasped in anger wondering how he could have done that to her. “Ugly hoe.” He tapped the top of the bar with his right hand, along with the beat of the song, watching all of the twerking that had started when the song had started playing. It was like twerk central in here. Ginji glanced around, spotting a few of his goons with bitches grinding on them or drinking at a booth. Something at the doorway suddenly caught his eye making its way into the club. A female with blonde hair and some pretty thick ass thighs. He watched the figure for a moment, realizing that it was Kodi Torabaasu. “So word was right…” He nodded, making a note to give his tip guy some money for the work. He stayed posted at the bar, keeping his eye on her tough he didn’t stare at her. He bobbed his head to the music casually, watching people dance, drink, and get fucked up. “Bosssssssss.” One of his goons came strolling up to him, obviously walking with a sway that matched the beat of the song. “What’re you doin Boss? You’ve been here the whoooooooole time. Go get some ass. Where’d that Asian bitch go? I woulda fucked her brains out yo’.” Ginji slowly shook his head, a smirk sliding across his lips. “You’re fucked up.” His goon couldn’t do anything but laugh, knowing that it was obvious. He nodded his head rapidly with a goofy ass grin. “I’m SOOOOO fucked UP.” He then turned and wandered off to the dance floor, grabbing a bitch to dance with. Another one of his goons walked up to him, leaning against the bar on his left. It was one of his close friends in the gang named Yazei. He was one of the first people Ginji met after he had been released from jail. “’Sup Boss, Got any ass yet?” Ginji glanced at Yazei, knowing damn well that Yazei knew he hadn’t moved since he got there. “Hey… Isn’t that girl that really bad chick you took around the District? The one with the nice ass, that came with that wimp of a pussy?” Yazei nodded his head towards the door, causing Ginji to follow the direction of the nod, looking towards the door. His eyes fell on a girl with light brown hair wearing a strapless purple dress that hugged her body so tight that it may as well have been painted on. “Damn…” Ginji mumbled unconsciously as his eyes followed her curves that wouldn’t let go of his gaze. Yazei grinned, getting ready to tell Ginji to go get her when his expression changed drastically. “Hey… Isn’t that the Rock Star… Hey Boss, you knew she was going to be here didn’t you?” Ginji snapped back into reality, glancing over at Yazei, a sour expression on his face. “Fuck yea; we’re not failing this time.” Yazei seemed stuck on something out on the dance floor. “Well…” He said, nodding towards the dance floor. “That girl is talking to her.” “Rima…” Ginji said, remembering the girls name considering her number was in his phone but he hadn’t used it yet. “Eh?” Yazei looked at Ginji with a questioning look but he wouldn’t get an answer. Ginji had stepped off of the bar and had started moving towards the dance floor, weaving through the crowd easily as if he were moving along with them instead of shoving past them, making it much easier to make it places. He glanced down at the floor, seeing the body of the boy that had come with Rima the day he met her lying there, knocked out cold. Ginji shook his head some, gesturing at one of the bouncers who were walking around. He came over and grabbed the boy, pulling him out of the way, letting him lay down on a booth chair. He turned his attention back to Rima, noticing she had a pad and pen in her hands meaning she must have been trying to ask Kodi a few questions about her career or some shit like that. Rima’s back was to him and his eyes had no choice but to wander down her figure again, her backside becoming the center of his attention. He even forgot about the entire reason he had come to the club in the first place. He had to dance with her even just for a little bit, and he never asked girls to dance. They had always just come up to him after his first couple times at the club that is. Ginji stepped up right beside Rima on her right, leaning in towards her ear slightly so he could actually talk to her without yelling. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Blvz19QWm8 )) “Wassup Ms. Privileged? Dance with me for a while?” At this point, he didn’t really care if he was interrupting and he wasn’t worried about Kodi, considering his face had been completely covered when they had made their first attempt. The explosion that had occurred on the stage had covered his appearance even more so he knew she had no way of knowing who she was. Even though it was his long term goal to kidnap her tonight he made it his short term goal to get at least one dance with Rima. If she ended up saying no he figured that he might as well gather his boys and get this operation started, even if they were fucked up they could still carry out an Op, they had proved it on more than one occasion. He realized what song was playing and it made him smirk slightly. “What do you say?”

Kodi: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofmzX1nI7SE ) Kodi's blue eyes would be dazed over as she seemed to be out of it.. her eyes being dialated.. why staring at the woman that passed through the crowds of people on the dance floor, hearing a loud voice.. shouting..at her that seemed to have gotten her attention.. while both of the large breasted milfs had gave each of her cheek a peck.. leaving red lipstick print on her porcelain cheeks... while the brown haired female had continued to talk.“You're that singer! From Thunder Thighs! No wait...uhh...Thighs of Doom! Wait...no. That's not it either.....Thighs of Destruction! Yeah, that's it hehe.” Kodi only laughed for a second at Thunder Thighs.. As she folded her arms in front of her... "Nah its fine, You know I could of fuckin went with Thunder Thighs.. I like that hah!" Blinking she followed her movements.. Seeing that she had reached into her purse.. While introducing herself.. As well as telling her that she is a writer of Kasaihana Gazette.. Seeing that she stopped mid-sentence, the blonde was only being cautious due to people.. Having violent surprises for her... though exhaling in relief... seeing only a notepad and a pen... “I could ask you a few questions!” Watching her exciting actions.. It made Kodi feel a bit honored to have somebody ask her questions.. thus she had not known that being a rock star would make her so popular.. She just usually did concerts when she wanted too.. Nothing big.. Until hearing a loud bang on the floor... Raising her right eyebrow. cocked.. While chucking.. "Damn you guys just got here.. And he’s already passed the fuck out.. "She scoffed while laughing placing her hands on her thick hips.. Only to have seen a male come over toward Rima asking her for a dance.. Nodding as she was high as fuck.. She looked over to the brown haired female an snickered.. "Enough of reporting now go off an dance." With that she turned around wandering off to a set of stoners, sitting with one another.. Smoking there weed within a hookah.. The blonde snickered while she had made her way toward them seating herself in a free seat.. She had grabbed a hose.. Inhaling the smoke.. Hearing the water bubble up from the Hookah.. One of the girls squealed, it seemed as if she had more fans of women than men.. She soon sat on Kodi's lap grinding against her lap as the brash blonde.. Smacked her ass hard while she continued to hit the hookah.. Meanwhile in the party, Cessair.. Soon stood up from man’s lap.. Leaning over.. Planting a icy kiss on his right cheek, while headed to the bar.. Strutting toward the convo of a male that brushed off a high pitched female.. Having a more of a mature raspy voice like her sister... she leaned over onto the bar table.. Ordering a drink for herself.. "Make it a Penis colada please.." Smirking as she looked over at the male sitting by her popping sugar into his mouth.." Well, I'll be damned.. Actually brushing a girl off.. I have to say nice fuckin shit right there dude.." She grasped at her glass.. That had a penis shaped straw within her drink.. She gave it a long sip.. While her breath.. Would be visible.. Even if it hadn't been cold inside.. It seemed to be her own body temp.. "Now being a place like this with an attitude like that.. It seems that your just crying for attention there dear boy.. "Puckering up her red lipstick covered lips.. The Icy blonde seemed curious.. Though being rather devious at the same time... some men had been ogling her from behind while she slowly took a seat by Eko.. Not caring if he enjoyed her sudden company.. Though she hadn't cared.. it was just the way she was. Poking at people tediously, thus pushing their buttons.. She crossed her legs lady like.. Sipping on her drink as she awaited for a response.

Rima: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NYs2NWtqJI )) Rima's golden brown hues sparkled with excitement when it looked as if the singer had no issues with being questioned. 'This is great!' She thought to herself as her smile widened. 'Mr. Fitz is gonna be so proud of m-' The loud thud stopped her mid-thought and drew her attention to the floor where she spotted Kichiro laying flat on his back. Her entire body went stiff as her right eye twitched profusely, having to release a deep sigh to keep calm. “Damnit, Kichiro, pull yourself together! You're embarrassing me!” She looked quickly at the blonde while forcing a smile onto her features, giving a nervous laugh. “Hehehe, you'll have to excuse him. He's not used to uh...social settings, but he'll be fine. Now about those questions,” She was just about to ask the first question that came to mind when a voice spoke from behind her. The fact that it was a male's caught her a bit off guard, but instead of turning around to face him, she just barely glanced over her shoulder and said, “Not now. I'm busy.” Not seeing who the male was, her assumption was that it was just some random guy trying to get a dance with her. Returning her attention back to Kodi, her mouth fell open when she'd told her to go dance and then turned to leave. “Wait! But –“ She looked dumbfounded for a second, then something flashed in her eyes as she began to turn to face whoever had completely interrupted the conversation. “Excuse me! I was CLEARLY in the middle of some--” Her words trailed off when she'd turned all the way around and was now facing the male, evident anger instantly leaving her gaze as the flashing club lights lit up his familiar features, including his eyes that were almost golden and his hair which had a color and style she'd never seen on anyone else in the city. “Do I...know you from somewhere?” She asked. Then it hit her. He was the boy from D1, the one who had taken her around town after she'd asked him if he knew anything about Kuroyama. To which, his answer was....he wasn't going to say shit. But now she was curious as to why he was on HER  side of town. “Oh, it's you.” She exclaimed with a friendly smile, evidently surprised to see him in Club Lahana of all places. Then again, he looked like the type who would've wanted to pick up a few chicks for the night. “It's nice to see you again, Ginji.” Was it? Or was she just being nice. After all, he didn't even bother to call her with the information she wanted. But that was alright with her. She glanced in Kichiro's direction, seeing several bouncers picking him up to sit him down at a booth. “I'm sure you remember Kichiro, too, don't you?” She asked with a laugh of embarrassment. An obvious blush turned her cheek bones a bright red when he asked her to dance, slightly caught off guard by that. “With me? Oh man, you must not have any idea. I'm a horrible dancer.” She was lying purely out of timidity. “Like, talk about a chick with no rhyth--” The song suddenly changed from its previous bump, causing her eyebrows to raise slightly. “Ho...ly....shit! This is my JAM!” (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Blvz19QWm8 )) Before she knew what she was doing, she'd tossed her notepad and pen through the air and grabbed Ginji's hand, racing through the crowd to get to the center of the dance floor where the lights flashed the brightest. As the beat of the song pounded loudly throughout the room, it seemed to instantly take over her body, making it completely obvious that she was lying earlier about being a horrible dancer. She had turned to face Ginji as she began to move, bounce and sway to the beat, flinging her hair about with her movements, purposely every now and then. She'd completely forgotten about the interview she was supposed to be getting, which Kichiro had had a feeling was going to happen the second they got the assignment knowing all about her habit of losing herself at a party. Though her dress was a lot tighter than what she was used to, her movements were in no way restrained and the look on her face was enough to let anyone know that she was having the time of her life. “This your first time here?” She asked Ginji, having to shout above the blaring music. “If it is, join the club, no pun intended.” She laughed, throwing her body into a twirl with her hands raised up on either side of her before facing her dance partner again. “I've been to all kinds of clubs around the city, but never this one for some reason. This is gonna be my new spot for the weekends, haha!” Her hips moved side to side while her body dipped, making a “U” motion with her backside as her hands remained raised in the air, snapping her fingers with the bumping base shaking the walls of the club. “I have to admit, though, it's kinda weird seeing you on this side of town. I thought you didn't like us privileged folk.” She laughed. Well, at least that was the vibe she'd gotten when they first met in D1. “So I gotta ask. What brings you over to D2? Just looking for a good party for the weekend?” While Rima talked and danced with Ginji, Kichiro had come back to consciousness over at the booth the bouncers had carelessly dropped him off in, looking around with a confused, zombie-like expression on his face before he all at once remembered where he was. It didn't take him long to realize that Rima was no longer with him, his eyes widening as he jumped to his feet, scanning the crowd to find her. Alarm instantly hit him when he soon spotted her with the boy they'd met in D1, causing sirens to ring all through his head like there was a fire emergency. “What the hell is that thug doing here?!” He exclaimed. “And why the hell is she dancing with him!? Wait a minute....where did the rock star chick go?? Did she get the interview we needed?? Oh, boy...” He felt like he was going to faint again and had to sit back down, dragging his hands down his face. “Hey, you!” A female voice suddenly bounced against his ear drum and when he turned his head, some half-naked broad with long, neon green hair was approaching, carrying an entire bottle of Vodka. His eyes widened as they instantly zoomed in on her huge knockers which were practically popping right out of her skimpy top. “Sweet mother of....” The girl grabbed him and pulled him off the couch. “Dance with me, cowboy!” She aggressively dragged him to the dance floor and immediately began shaking and grinding her silicon-injected ass all over him, her neon green hair constantly slapping across the face. As he began to awkwardly dance with her, trying his hardest not to make a fool of himself, he couldn't help but look back over toward Ginji and Rima. Like the protective big brother he was, he had to make sure she wasn't in any danger. There was no telling what sort of outlandish criminal background that guy had. “Damnit, don't go doing anything crazy, Rima.” He said quietly, almost to himself since he was nowhere near her for the statement to be heard.

Eko: -Eko heard another unwanted voice talking to him this one more pleasing to the ear but still.. unwanted. "Well, I'll be damned.. actually brushing a girl off.. I have to say nice fuckin shit right there dude.." as she waited on her... 'penis-colada' or whatever. He turned to her and put the bag back inside his coat. "Now being a place like this with an attitude like that.. It seems that your just crying for attention there dear boy.. " He laughed softly at that and looked towards her "not the kind of attention you're thinking of, trust me. I’m sure you know how that feels don't you?" he smirked softly and turned to his drink downing it quickly and placing it on the table. His silver eyes gleamed in the lights of the club almost taking on the color of any light that hit them. He could see her breath even in the intense body heat caused by these bleeders. He tapped his finger on the table and turned to face the woman again right as she sat down and noticed many people looking at her and for the first time in the night he was genuinely pleased. After all, nothing starts a good fight like a man wanting to get his dick wet and some other guy getting the girls attention. Although he was pretty sure she could handle any unwanted attention she seemed off. "What do ya want lady? I'm not some guy you can sweet talk into going home with you if you're into that kinda thing. Trust me you wouldn't come out of it unscathed." at the same moment he looked off and saw a guy looking right at them near a girl and a guy dancing. The man was soon dragged off by a girl and he chuckled waving with his fingers as his weirdly sharp canine teeth gleamed in the light. He brought his attention back onto the blonde woman and tapped his fingers on the bar again-

The Fun Doesn't Stop
“Seems as though certain things are now in order. " Said the man of bum like appearances as he stumbled through the club, seemingly lost. His eyes shot left to right as he stumbled through into the rest room. His body drunkishly slumping on the wall. Before he fell face first into a toilet, cracking it and knocking himself out. His body lay broken on the ground. Untouched by passerbyers and the sort.

Meaning his Appearance upon infiltration worked perfectly. Now for the fun part. He lay there as he waited. Continuing to act his role accordingly. Never missing a beat. Simply... Waiting...

Ginji: At first it seemed like she didn’t remember who Ginji was but after a moment it apparently had all come back to her, she even remembered his name. “Eh? The guy that’s out cold? Yea I remember him.” Ginji noticed the blush that ran across her cheeks as she tried to explain to him that she couldn’t dance but he had looked at her as if he knew she was lying. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Blvz19QWm8)) The previous song quieted down, the ending bass flowing into the next song that began playing which caused her to get really excited. He laughed when she exclaimed that it was her jam and the next thing he knew she had grabbed his hand and dragged him to the middle of the dance floor, leaving her pad and pen to smack a couple in the face before hitting the floor. As she began moving her body like she was Ginji simply stood there for a moment, staring before a smirk slid across his lips. She had been completely bullshitting about not being able to dance and having no rhythm. Even though Ginji wasn’t much for any sort of elaborate dancing like popping or anything of the sort he could keep rhythm easily and it showed as he swayed side to side, moving faster when the song picked up and slower when the chorus dropped. Swaying to the song was the only thing he was concerned with trying to do with the current song, right now he was too focused on watching her move, a smirk staying glued on his face. She must have been a party girl, there was no way that she was some timid girl when it came to a party or the club, the look of happiness and enjoyment on her face as the music and the bass took control refused to let her lie about it, not that she was anymore. “This your first time here?” He blinked, realizing she was asking him a question. He grinned, shaking his head at the joke she had made about joining the club. “No way, I used to come here all the time until things got really busy. The bouncers and bartenders know me. Except the new ones.” He continued swaying his body to the music, nodding with a permanent grin as she said something about this being her weekend spot. “Ima have to start coming back more then.” Ginji watched as she dipped her body in a sort of “U” motion, keeping with the music perfectly. “It’s close to the border, even us thugs know about Club Lahana and yea, something like that.” The music that was playing suddenly stopped, silence filling the club for a moment before a new track started playing. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JJnubJ5FZs)) The Dj had apparently wanted the club to get nasty and with the song that was now playing, it was definitely going to get nastier than people may have liked. The bass filled the room, people beginning to grind even harder on their dance partners than they already had been. Almost like the music had mind control couples who were grinding or simply sitting by the bar started making out or touching each other as if the song gave them an excuse to do so. Ginji had stopped moving, looking at Rima to see how she was reacting to the song but didn’t’ wait for her to move first. He stepped up to her only to walk past her and the next thing she’d know his hands would be headed towards her hips to pull her back against him meaning her backside, if she allowed it, would become pressed against him which would only lead to the two grinding against each other to the rhythm of the song. Smile slid across Ginji’s lips as if he didn’t have a care in the world. On the other side of the club at the bar Yozu had walked over to Yazei and the two of them were throwing back shots and talking shit about Ginji and what he was doing. “Yea, he’s definitely feeling some type of way about that girl.” Yazei said, knocking back a shot of Gin. “Bullshit. The Boss? I didn’t know he could get feelings like that. He’s a cold mother fucker.” Yozu laughed, knocking back his own shot of Sky Vodka. Yazei felt his phone vibrating, struggling he pulled it out of his pocket, answering it. “Yooooo- eh?” Yazei’s face darkened, his jaw dropping slowly. “Tch… When? We haven’t seen him since then… I thought it was weird… Dammit… FUCK!” Yazei exclaimed, slamming his phone down onto the bar. “Just… Give us a bottle.” Yazei said to the bartender who looked at him with a fearful expression. She handed him a bottle of Gin which he slid to Yozu, propping his elbows up onto the bar, leaning his forehead against the palms of his hands. Yozu refilled their shot glasses, looking at Yazei with a raised eyebrow. “Wassup?” Yazei released a long sigh, gritting his teeth. “Leo’s dead…” Yozu almost dropped the bottle. “What?” He glanced over towards the dance floor at Ginji who looked as if he were too busy with Rima to be bothered. “I’ll tell him when we leave…” Yazei mumbled, grabbing his shot to down it. “We don’t need to bug him right now… Let him be happy.” Leo had been one of the few that Ginji started the Black Ice Gang with along with Yazei, Yozu, Jizu, and Jozu. When the news reached the rest of the gang it was going to hit hard and it was going to hurt…

Kodi: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUxyggTyCjE) Kodi would pushed the female off of her lap... while looking up at the ceiling hearing the music blare into her ears... The female look shocked.. though she retracted back onto a mans lap.. as the crowd watched her in disgust as some watched her with a estatic expression...she would looked up.. blowing smoke rings up toward the ceiling....she kept on remembering the past..at times.. though not being bothered.. just her high mind was going within her thoughts in a mil-a second... Though she went back to her reality.. and grasped a drink n the table where the hookah was an nodded at the men... toasting her drink up... they did an clanked all there glasses while chugging there drinks.. Kodi would of chugged her down while standing up straight while stumbling forth toward the bathroom.. she headed into the womens... and stumbled forth looking at her blurry reflection at the restrooms mirror..It seemed her eyes started to glow some kind of way thus having a circular light reflecting at the mirror from her stare... she started to see her hands appearing to have holes in the middle of her palms.. that seemed to be bleeding.. along with her head.. bleeding down.. thus not appearing to have wounds.. thus.. feeling liquid inside her shoes.. she felt blood seeped from theme.. it seemed she possessed punctured wounds on her feet as well.. Her blue eyes widened... while feeling the room becoming black.. until she just thought she was just tripping out on the drugs.. she felt and had glimpses of someone getting there hands an feet hammered down on a wooden cross like.. She screamed loudly while some of the women in the bathroom fleed with the way she was acting.. she bashed her back on the wall.. as her arms and legs soon looked as if she was crucified.. she kept on grunting in pain before a force dropped her on the floor.. she shook in fear,as her vision went to normal... she gasped for air.. looking around expecting to be blood.. she saw nothing.. nothing around her.. she leaned back.. while she shook an cradled herself.. not sure what she witnessed an became a witness.. the images felt so real... Meanwhile.. Cessair laughed as Eko asked what she wanted an the fact that she wasn't some guy she can sweet talk to have..That wasn't her intention at all.. she was just being curious and tedious at her extent... crossing her thick legs.. she stopped laughing an smiled.."Oh no dear boy.. that wasn't my intention at all. But good eye ! good fuckin eye.. thats a first that someone didn't  hit on me at first stare.. so I aplaud you for that..Though I was just wanting to see what was up to you.. your not a drunk nor are you a manwhore..So being curious I decided to y'know drop in.." As she spoked.. her breath became so icey, that it frozed up the top of her glass an her straw... "Though seeing as you brushed off that other girl.. It seems you wanted to talk back to me.. So i guess were having a light conversation now how lovely.." Speaking in a proper tone.. she tapped on her glass.. looking over to the male as her icey gazed felt as if she was staring straight into him.

Rima: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JJnubJ5FZs )) Rima kept an excited smile on her face as she continued to dance to the music while her ears were tuned in to what Ginji was saying. A waitress walked by carrying a platter of champagne bottles that were shooting sparks into the air, momentarily drawing her attention to them before she refocused it back on Ginji. “You know the bouncers, huh?” She asked after he'd mentioned that fact, remembering how she'd gotten into the club on completely illegal terms. Not only was she a year too young to get in to begin with, she'd jumped the entire line and didn't even pay the entrance fee at the door. “Maybe you can convince them to let me off the hook if I get caught in here?” She laughed, then leaned forward to say, “I kinda got in differently than everybody else.” She couldn't help but notice the way his eyes were following the movements of her body, for some reason that made her want to add more emphasis to her dancing. She wasn't the type who cared too much about impressing a guy, but perhaps because of the kind of guy Ginji was, she didn't mind playing with what she could do just this once. The idea crossed her mind once the current upbeat music had changed to a much slower tune, causing her to look back toward the DJ, where she noticed a grin on his face. Perhaps because he knew what effect the song was going to have on the patrons within the club. The effect soon grabbed her as her body's movements immediately began to slow down. It was a song she'd never heard before, but once she got a feel for the slow rhythm, her body began to move accordingly. She soon noticed that Ginji had moved behind her, feeling his hands grip her waist gently and pull her back against him. The moment she felt their bodies touch, her own stiffened as if it'd turned to stone, that reddish blush returning to her face. She'd danced with plenty of guys before, but something about this felt...oddly different. She wasn't sure why, but she'd actually begun to feel shy, when she usually wasn't shy at a party at all. Her golden brown hues looked around at the effect the slow song had taken on the rest of the club, witnessing the way couples began to get intimate with each other in ways that they hadn't before on the dance floor. Even at the bar, it seemed that the drinks and other substances people had drank and popped down their throats were taking a new toll on them. She noticed the way the girls danced against their guys, her eyes blinking once, and the next thing she knew, she was moving again. Her hips began to move in clockwise circular motions as her backside began to grind against the front of Ginji's body. Her facial expression changed from one of excitement to something sensual as her dancing became more exotic and sultry in nature. After a few minutes, the song changed once again. Another slow one, but with a more interesting sound to liven the heat of the club a bit more. (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IfEN9od9E0w  )) Rima turned her head slightly as her body ground against Ginji's to the beat of the new song, the base pumping through her body, making her feel the heat like everyone else. Or was it just coming from her dance partner? Her eyes were lowered as if to watch what her own body was doing, but out of her peripheral vision, she could still see how Ginji was responding to her movements. In the distance away from them, Kichiro was still dancing with the neon-haired girl when he glanced up and noticed how close Rima and Ginji had gotten. The second he spotted Ginji's hands on his best friend's hips, a beat red color rose into his face, causing steam to shoot out of his ears like train chimneys. “What the hell does that street rat think he's doing!?” He bellowed, taking off through the crowd a split second later only to leave his dance partner completely confused. She tossed her hair angrily and sauntered off to dance with someone else as Kichiro pushed and shoved past countless fake tits, ass, and drunk guys who were only trying to touch on them, his eyes practically seeing red as he got closer and closer to Rima and Ginji. But just when he got only a few steps away, “Hey there, spitfuck. Remember me?” The silvery blue eyes staring back into his flashed with something evil as thin lips twisted in a sickening grin upon a face framed by waist-length, scarlet hair. The unknown man who had jumped in front of him was much taller, dressed in a black suit with the jacket hanging open sloppily to reveal his unbuttoned white shirt. Kichiro's mouth hung open in shock as his eyes widened, instantly seeing a flashback of....that night. On the roof of the tower where a red-haired man had pulled a gun on him, Rima and the siblings that were with them. “You're....you're him!” He said shakily. “Damn right.” The red-haired man known as Ken'Ichi Shu tilted his head as he popped his knuckles mischievously. “You and I are going on a little trip. And I ain't takin' no for an answer.” He chuckled rather darkly before slamming his fist into the side of Kichiro's head, knocking him to the floor instantly. The dancers surrounding the two were much too busy with their own affairs to pay any attention to them, which Ken'Ichi used to his advantage as he grabbed Kichiro by his shirt collar, flinging the smaller boy up onto his shoulder with effortless strength. Lifting his right hand, he pressed his index finger against a transmitter device in his ear, looking around with a diabolical gaze as he spoke quietly, “The little twerp is mine, boss. Won't be long before we have his nosy girly friend too.” Several city blocks away from Club Lahana, the leader of the Kuroyama Clan leaned back in his leather armchair, his moonlight silver gaze empty of all emotion and showing no hint of excitement or pride in his Aniki. His left hand rested on the blonde head bobbing up and down steadily in his lap while the other lifted to activate his own transmitter. “You know exactly what to do with him, Ken'Ichi.” Talon's low, milky smooth voice slithered throughout the dimly lit room within the Kuroyama warehouse. “It's imperative that you don't screw up.”

Eko: Eko tried to take one more drink of his Irish soda before he realized that he downed it a second ago, putting a couple more bills on the counter he tapped his cup and the bartender grabbed him another of the sticky sweet drink. Its blue color glinted in the cup like some strange liquid gem the color of electricity. On the top of the pure liquid sugar sat a creamy topping of whipped cream over flowing off the sides of the frosted glass. Eko grabbed it as soon as the glass hit the table and one long sip of the death by diabetus in a cup. The woman had this icy feel around her, her straw even iced over a bit not that he cared, she could probably freeze off someone's nuts if anyone gave her the wrong impression. "Well, she was just a whore really. Wasn't even wearing a thong like most of the em here. All she wanted was a free dick to grind for a song or two and I'm not about to get my pants wet over a cheep chick." That was the truth, there was no way in hell he was going to let some whore soil his pants for no good reason, even if she was mildly good looking in her own way what with her long legs, ass a mile wide and boobs the size of soccer balls. Besides, he was here for the drinks that tasted like death's own sweet tooth. He turned back from the woman and looked out over the dance floor, partially amused by some guys fighting it seemed over who got to dance with one of the women on the floor. A grin twitched the corners of his lips up and he took one more large gulp of the soda through the thick, equally blue straw. "Looks like they're having fun." He mused, now if only more clubs had more fighting in them, he'd like them even more than he already did. Fighting was like the syrupy drink on the counter, sticky and sweet and it hits the spot at the back of your throat that makes your head tingle and you feel it zing through your body with excitement. Now of course not all fights felt like that because hardly any fights were truly exciting unless he was in danger, it wasn't worth it unless the guys pissed him off. Eko turned himself away again from the dance floor and turned his attention back to the woman who he was talking to. "So, who are you?"

Ginji: ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IfEN9od9E0w)) Ginji’s golden eyes glanced down at the closeness of his body to Rima’s as she moved against him, the music that played had an utterly hypnotic feel to it and it was obvious by the way everyone moved in the club, especially her. He could see the sensual look covering her face as she watched herself move but he still felt her eyes on him while his hips moved against her. He felt the bass vibrating in his body, the heat of the club almost rolled across his skin yet it seemed like it was coming from a place other than the others in the club.. Maybe it was her. His eyes raised up as he leaned in slightly, causing more of their bodies to press against each other as he moved along with her rhythm, showing that even though he was a thug who was used to have girls twerking on him, he was able to move and grind just as well. His hands which had a strong yet gentle hold on her waist made their way down to her hips then her thighs, his fingertips brushing against her skin after passing the bottom of her dress which didn’t go that far down. He felt a strange feeling in his stomach, welling up into his chest but it was a feeling he liked and didn’t want to escape from. His mind had completely left the entire reason he had come to the club in the first place as if he had been hypnotized by Rima’s moves. He could hear the music slowly starting to fade out, noticing and recognizing the next song that was beginning to play. The club was about to go from a sensual heated atmosphere to one that was so turned up and wild that things were going to get crazy and the people in the club who liked it would go absolutely crazy. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nscbsvuUkv8)) Ginji’s hands left Rima’s body only to take a hold of her right hand with his left, pulling her from the center of the crowd and out on the other side of the dance floor towards the bar side before the song really dropped, knowing that people would have started jumping and swinging their bodies around. He had another idea for this turned up atmosphere. “You drink?” Ginji glanced back at her asking as he released her hand only to slide his left arm around her waist, walking her over to the bar with him. He pulled out the folded up five hundred that he had been given earlier, pulling two hundred from it before pushing it back into his pocket. “Gimme a bottle of that Platinum Patron.” A grin slid across his lips as his request was answered without question, the bottle being slid to him as he slid the two hundred across the bar, the female bartender smiling at him and nodding, noticing Rima in his arm. “Drink up Ginji.” She said with that same smile. She gave him two shot glasses before he glanced around, seeing a booth that had just emptied out. Ginji pulled Rima over to the booth, sitting down in the middle of the rounded booth, placing the shot glasses down on the round table, tapping the top of the bottle with his left hand before holding it out to her to do the same. “It’s like a tradition. If you’re drinking from the bottle you gotta tap it.” He explained to her, in case she didn’t understand why he did it. A couple of his boys who were completely wasted came over to him, not noticing Rima. “Bosssssssshh you got the good shhhit! Let’s get fuuuuu-“ They stopped their slurring when they saw the look on Ginji’s face which was a look he usually gave when he was annoyed by something. That’s when they noticed Rima there, causing goofy grins to appear on their faces. “We have our ooowwnnn cash anywaysh. Drink up Bossh!!!” They stumbled off as Ginji pulled the cork out of the top, filling the two shots. “Let’s get crazy.” Ginji said with a smirk, referencing the song, holding his shot glass up to her. He’d wait for her to tap his glass with hers before he downed the shot, releasing a pleased sigh at the feeling of the drink going down his throat. He poured himself another shot and another for her, downing his own quickly, shaking his head some at the feeling of the liquor going down. ((Since it hints at this song playing next https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=048VD5vR0sI)) The next song that flowed right behind the previous song was one that seemed to get the thugs in the club up and jumping. The song was being yelled out as it played; even Ginji was mouthing the words, nodding his head to the beat. Ginji neglected his shot glass, raising the bottle to his lips to take a shot straight from the bottle before putting the bottle back on the table. The DJ apparently had decided to raise of the tempo and wanted to bump the atmosphere up, repeating “Oh Let’s Do it” a few times before fading it into the next song. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTHhuAD8ho0) The beginning of the song went smoothly, people getting hyped up but as soon as the song dropped someone had apparently over stepped someone’s bounds, getting punched in the face, leading to a few people jumping in, fists swinging, kicks being given out. “Tch…” Ginji watched the scene, taking another shot from the bottle, seeing one of his own guys being pulled into the fight. Ginji sat back and watched, nodding his head to the music while drinking, sharing with Rima when she wanted a shot in her glass or straight from the bottle. He felt the alcohol slowly coming over him but it always took more liquor than the average person to get tipsy or drunk out of his mind. He glanced over at Rima, seeing how she was handling her liquor. The fight had been broken up but tension was high in the area and it could be felt by everyone in the party. The DJ just kept playing music as if trying to play the tension off and turn it into hype energy to party.

Kodi: Kodi gasped as she stood up.. it felt all too real.. though to her it was just the drugs tripping her out.. thus this wasn't anything out of the ordinary that she was experiencing.. she can feel her heart beating frantically.. The blonde looked over at the mirror.. seeing her own reflection looking at her with a sympathetic look.. "G-God damn..." she soon made her way out the now fucked up restroom... as she fixated her clothing.. as well as pulling off her rubber band.. letting her blonde locks of hair fell to the back down to her waist... she would of nudged off a bit.. noticing people being dragged off from a recent fight while.. she grabbed a couple of shots on the bar stand, about four each.. she started to chug it down quickly... tasting the Malibu within the shots... she closed her eyes, as she sat on a stool.. shaking a bit.. Skwisgaar who has been at the party.. arched an eyebrow.. he looked over at his band members. Nathan the lead singer, began to speak.. he had two sluts grinded against him on each side.. "What’s wrong Skwissgaar your usually trying to get at the old women around.. here.. "Murderface... cut in bringing his own opinion.. his scratchy voice brought abruptly.. "Yeah I mean look there’s one right there ! just the right wrinkles.." Toki would punch the fat bass player in the gut an shook his head..whispering.in his horrible accent.."Shhh's you's guys he wants to talks to's Kodi." Pickles rolled his eyes, downing his beer while throwing his glass that would of hit a dancer straight in the head.. knocking."Like honestly, I would of just fucked her already buuut  that’s just my thing!" The rest of the band looked over at the red dreaded man while they all said. "Agreed.." With that Skwisgaar would of made his way toward the shaken blonde, placing a hand on her right shoulder... she fidgeted a bit before looking up seeing her guitar mentor."You's alrights theres Sharkbaits.?" cocking an eyebrow, she soon inhaled sharply an exhaled..."Yeah just too much drugs y'know?" Looking up at Skwisgaar.. her eyes would of illuminated blue.. The long blonde haired man sighed an sat down.. playing with the strings of his guitar.. as he grasped a shot glass.. taking one down as well.."So's the eyes of the Martyr hm?" Kodi eyes widened looking over at him.. "H-How-" "Trust me...in my country.. womens  get kidnapped an never founds .. because of those reason beings... though I aint surprised theys picks you's.. ands I'm surprised your alives..." The blonde stood quiet before speaking..."Even so...I don't think this Martyr shit is over..." They both nodded at one another understanding each other... as they soon ordered a large glass just full of liquor and ice... The two blondes soon started to chug the drinks.. as Skwisgaar was trying to get her mind off of that stuff.. As the conversation progressed with the duo.. Cessair looked over at the male.. taking his drink, sipping in a leisurely long matter.. The icy blonde.. blinked as he spoke  "Well, she was just a whore really. Wasn't even wearing a thong like most of the em here. All she wanted was a free dick to grind for a song or two and I'm not about to get my pants wet over a cheep chick." Perking up her red lipstick covered lips, she had started laughing at the thong part.."Oh so that makes you a whore now.. wearing a thong.." She had slapped her knee, cackling in a raspy tone of hers... "My...My... Well I see where you coming from with a dick grind to a song.. she might have STD's  and be grinding against your pants... Oh but that would of been a sight to see really...but.. " A man from the left of the two.. winked an blew her a kiss.. while.. dipping her middle finger into her drink.. while licking from the bottom of her finger.. thus dragging her tongue over to the top.. while slowly sucking off the mixed drinks juice from her finger.. before flipping off the man.. Cessair spoke once more finishing her sentence.. "Some women just have to learn, how to toy a man." While looking over at the dance floor along with Eko, noticing the fighting.. she clasped her icy hands together. being enthralled by the scene.. as the male beside her would say that it looked like it seemed they were having fun.. Thus her attention was brought when Eko brought his own attention toward her... asking who she was.." Oh? Did I forget to introduce myself.. how entirely rude." Having a proper yet tedious tone in her voice.. she placed her hands on one knee of her leg.. "I am.. Cessair. you don't need to know my last name, because it’s not important.. and you are?" Her icy blue eyes.. stared at him. tilting her head to the right in a creepy curious way as she was ready for him to speak.

Rima: The momentary trance the sensual song had left Rima in seemed to vanish with the changing of the song, causing the winding movements of her hips and body to cease. She straightened herself just as she felt Ginji let go of her, her eyes widening slightly when he grabbed her hand and pulled her through the crowd and off of the dance floor. “You drink?” She heard him ask, and something of a mischievous grin lifted her glossy lips as she figured that they were headed right for the bar. “That's like asking a fish if they know how to swim...of course I drink!” She burst into a laugh of excitement while she followed close behind Ginji, looking around at the surrounding partiers who had begun to dance vigorously to the new, much faster paced music. Once at the bar, Rima climbed onto an empty stool, having to adjust her short dress that had risen higher up on her thighs a bit. The last thing she wanted was to sit down and the next thing she knew, her cooch was out playing peek-a-boo. She looked down in time to see Ginji pull out the wad of cash, which she noticed he'd always kept with him, her eyes lighting up with excitement when the bartender pulled out the bottle of platinum Patron he'd purcashed. “You just want me to get in trouble, don't you?” Rima said in a sly tone, firing Ginji a grin. There was something about being under the legal drinking age that made this even more exciting for her and she could feel her mouth practically craving to taste this beverage she'd never tried before. “Hopefully I won't have to get my ass carried out of here tonight.” She giggled girlishly as she followed him to the booth and sat next to him, listening to him explain what it meant to 'tap the bottle.' Tapping her heels on the floor excitedly, she reached out and did the same, pulling her hand back to give herself a round of applause while smiling brightly at him. The smile jumped right off of her face when Ginji's drunk friends came over, causing her head to whip around with a slight start. She stared blankly at them for a moment before exploding into laughter. “Some friends you have, eh?” She said above the music, but then cleared her throat and looked away awkwardly when she saw the annoyed look Ginji had been giving them the entire time. She picked up her shot glass after he'd filled it with Patron, smiling as she raised it and clinked it against his. Then tilted her head back as she practically threw the shot down her throat. “WOO!” She screamed after making a face at the strong taste of the alcoholic beverage, feeling it burn all the way down her throat into her stomach. “That's amazing! I want another!” Uh oh. She was beginning to slip into her extreme party mode and that became obvious when she almost immediately grabbed the bottle after Ginji was done drinking from it and poured herself another shot, throwing it back just as eagerly as she'd done the first one. Her body shuddered as the drink rolled down her throat yet again, now hearing the music that was pumping loudly through the club. Feeling the effects of the drink begin to set in, she began to move in her seat, raising her hands up on either side of her to snap her fingers as she bobbed her head and weaved her shoulders to the beat. The fact that her boss would ring her neck for not completing tonight's assignment didn't even matter to her at this point. When the fight broke out and she heard the screaming and crackling of bones, she froze almost completely solid in her seat. Looking out toward the area where the violence had erupted like fireworks. At first, the part of her that was beginning to feel the effects of the Patron wanted to jump on top of something and cheer the fight on, but within seconds, she began to feel something different. A sound resembling a thumping heart beat pounded so loudly in her ears and throughout her entire skull that for a moment, it completely drowned out all other sounds around her. Her eyes were focused on the fight, but something in them looked glazed over, one would think with intrigue, but then it began to look as if she wanted to jump into the fight. All she could hear was a ringing in her ears and no other sounds as the punches flying through the air and bodies crashing all over the place played out in slow motion before her glazed over eyes. That heart beat sound came back, but only for a second, and then she felt her own chest tighten as her heart went into a racing fit behind it. For a moment she felt angry, but instead of showing it through her facial expression, her vision practically blocked out anything else happening in the club. 'What makes you think you're such an innocent little angel!' She heard the rough, yet feminine voice but wasn't sure where it came from, nor was she able to respond to it. Simply remained frozen, hearing her heart racing along with that ringing in her ears. 'You're just like those animals you're looking at! Craving violence and blood and superiority and the chance to feel someone's skull shatter under your knuckles! It's so beautiful, isn't it! So fun! Almost orgasmic! It brings you joy to inflict pain and you know it, so why not do just that.....Indulge yourself...Indulge yourself....' Rima was still frozen, hearing all of this, yet feeling as though what was happening wasn't real. 'Indulge.....Indulge....Indulge...break...bones....crush....destroy....BLOOD....Indulge....Indulge...Indulge....INDULGE!' A horrific, high-pitched laughter suddenly exploded in her mind and in that instant, she snapped right out of it like someone had slapped her across the face. Blinking several times, she saw that the fight was over, looking over at Ginji as she laughed and said, “Oh my gosh! How random was that!” It was as if, her brief episode didn't even happen. “Oh, hey that reminds me. I need to text Kichiro and see if he's alright.” She pulled her cell out of her clutch purse and did just that, after which she tucked the touchscreen device back into the rectangular-shaped bag and continued to move to the music. She'd had absolutely no idea that Kichiro was no longer inside the club. Instead, his limp body was being shoved into the back of a white Rollsroyce outside of the facility, an ecstatic Ken'Ichi Shu enjoying the honors of kidnapping the poor boy. Within a few minutes, the driver of the Rolls had started up the engine and a loud, maniacal laughter blared from the open windows as the vehicle sped off into the night.

Eko: Men were rude. Scratch that, people were rude (Eko not an exception to the rule) and after the woman talked for a bit, some scuzzy men looked at her and she flipped them off in quite a sexual manner. He watched as this happened but out of curiosity. He downed more of his drink and wondered why people are idiots, only for half a second though before turning his attentions back to the woman in front of him. She introduced herself finally as Cessair with no last name but according to her that was unimportant, she was either hiding something or it really didn’t matter and Eko was just as keen to forget about it as to pry. So, he dropped the no last name matter and decided to answer her as she asked him for his name. “Eko Onikage.” Eko’s reply was simple and unimpressive, it wasn’t that important, names held no matter of status to him or meaning other than what they meant to a person and that most of the time didn’t even matter to him because when it came down to it, blood is still blood. His silver eyes caught the light again as they met hers. He had the sudden urge to hurt someone but he quelled it like he did most of the time. Hurting people was fun but uncontrolled fun is just chaos and that isn't fun. Well... to most people it wasn't. He lit himself a cigarette taking a drag off of it and looking at the bar again. Nicotine would have to do for now after all he couldn't just go around and kill people willy nilly at least not without a contract. "What exactly do you do Cessair?" His eyes flicked around the room and rested back on her, she seemed like the type of person to enjoy a fight or two at least. Maybe she was like him and worked with contracts to kill people, hard to know for sure.

Let it Burn
Kin: Kin had been sitting with the flash drive that the mysterious man had given him. Too afraid to look into it but he knew something was up. He sighed before stuffing his hands into his pockets, making his way into club lahana to get his mind off of things. ( http://i733.photobucket.com/albums/ww332/hinata5599/Anime%20Boys/boy1-1.jpg ) wearing a hoodie with a pair if jeans and his hands deeply within his pockets he would have made his way in with his head down, the good castes over his face.

( https://youtu.be/cNOP2t9FObw )

The  room was blasting with music and everything within the club seemed to be flowing nicely with each other. The loud music thumping it's way across the bathroom in what seemed to be like a satanic beat menstril cycle.

The long haired homeless man stood, shaking his head left to right , leaving the restroom before he stumbled out of the club. Along with a group of others who left as he did. They all turned down the corner all 15 of the people along with the odd bum. Soon they all shifted there Apperance and the bum had been bond other then the green haired devil mad dog. And the other 15 people had been his cyborg soliders who did his bidding. " Set the charges ... "Mad dog said as he crossed his arms. Watching the club from across the street.

King had been in his own booth. He had heard of the disappearance of Tomoko and Akuma, but he hadn't stressed it much. They were adults after all. As he took a sip from his drink he felt a bit woozy as he'd pass out and hit the table face first. Along with the rest of his goons. Even dog bite had passed out. Or it seemed. A cyborg clone of dog bite took his place amongst the other knocked out yakuza. Set for an illusion... as he had stepped from the shadows he pulled kings knocked out body elsewhere before stashing him In a room where a bomb had been set for king. " Sorry... But you gotta die. I knew you were never strong enough... " dog bite said as he laid him against the wall, smashing his fist with his ring that says ' DB' across kings jaw and began to make his exit.

" everything's set... I-I did it alright... " Dog bite said as he made his way out of the club. Mad dog smirked and flipped the switch and the BOOM

Insenary bombs exploded! In attempts to burn everyone alive. The bombs set on the exits in attempts of making them collapse so everyone inside would be burned alive! Utter Chaos! Complete chaos ! They all rushed throughout the club in attempts to escape the consuming flames.

Ginji: They were having so much fun, every member of Black Ice who had gone to the club with Ginji was either drunk or just really turned up, enjoying themselves more than they had in a long time, especially Ginji. He couldn’t help but grin when he saw how much Rima was enjoying herself with the liquor. He nodded in agreement with how random that fight was. He watched her as she texted her friend Kichiro to see if he was okay. Ginji couldn’t help but look at this girl beside him. She wasn’t like any of the other girls he had casually messed with before. She was genuinely beautiful and seemed to have so much going for her. Something pulled him towards her and he slowly started leaning towards her. “Hey… Rima.” He said her name trying to grab her attention and if she turned towards him he’d lean in quickly to touch his lips to hers. So close, then… BOOOOOOOOM!! Ginji’s eyes widened as explosions went off in different places in the club, fire launching out of rooms and around the dance floor, incinerating those unlucky enough to be close to the causes of the explosions. Yozu and Yazei reached the booth Ginji was sitting a mere couple seconds later. “GINJI! WE HAVE TO GO!” Ginji reached out to grab Rima’s left hand with his right, pulling her from the booth if she allowed him. “What the fuck?!” Ginji yelled out watching as the DJ’s booth was blown to pieces, speakers crashing down onto a group of people who had been standing there right when the explosions went off. “Yazei, get her the fuck out of here!” Ginji let go of Rima’s hand letting Yazei take care of her as ran off into the frantic crowd, knowing some of his guys would be stuck by the booths. “OI LET’S GO!” Ginji yelled out but a couple of his boys looked too drunk to move so Ginji rushed in, leaping over a burning corpse to grab them by their shirts. A column fell just behind him, almost landing on him and the two goons he was literally dragging out. By this time if she had agreed Yazei and Yozu would have gotten out, having taken Rima with them if she allowed them to. He glanced around for her friend that she always had with him but even among the corpses he didn’t see the guy’s face. He dragged the two drunken goons out of the burning club, looking around to see his guys standing there. He released a small sigh of relief though he’d never tell them that he had done it. He glanced over his right shoulder at the burning club. “Tch… What the fuck?..” Ginji heard the sirens of fire trucks and the KPD approaching the place that was nearly torched by this point. “Let’s go…” Ginji mumbled to his boys, taking a few steps backwards, watching as the club burned before turning around, only to have Yazei standing in front of him. “Boss… I’ve got some shit news. Leo… Was killed.” Ginji’s eyes widened at the news and he simply stood there for a second, not saying a word. He lowered his head a bit, pulling a cigarette from the pack in his pocket, lighting it with his red lighter. He took a long harsh drag from it, slowly blowing the smoke out after pulling the cigarette from his lips. “Fucking dammit…” Ginji went completely silent after that, walking past Yazei, letting his shoulder brush up against him as he walked, gritting his teeth. He stopped, glancing over his left shoulder. “Oi, where’s Rima. She got out didn’t she?” Yazei and Yozu nodded, not saying a word about her getting out with them exactly but she got out. Ginji nodded some, starting the walk back home.

Kodi: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTWOAJJ9s1g) Kodi had been taking shots after shots... while she looked over to her Guitar Mentor.. thus looking over his right shoulder... she saw what it seemed to be a hooded figure.. that appeared to have the same features as the roughed up blonde.. squinting her eyes.. she stood up slowly.. but just before she could confront this being ... a loud BOOM came abruptly.. being as if a predator alarmed from it's surroundings.. the explosions came from multiple areas amongst the club...  just then the figure soon were to be engulfed in the flames... along with the remaining crowds next to the explosives.. would had been blasted into bits of pieces.. while blood splattered over the shark-like females face... Skwisgaar soon fled with his band members hoping Kodi would have followed... He looked at his band mates then looking back... "K-KODI'S " looking around frantically.. thus just before the place had been completely engulfed with flames.. she met the figure once more.. while it soon started to speak a language... it was rather familiar to her...The figures teeth was also serated.as it would end its sentence... The figure soon lunged at her.. passing right through her.. she felt as if it took her breath for a moment.. though with no hesitation. the blonde had snapped back into reality. her pupils of her blue eyes.. seemed focused now.. with the effect of LSD everything was moving rather slow though she would be rather quick. her reflexes would of caused her to lunge forth.. while piece of the ceiling would of crumbled next to her.. nearly missing her head.. she took a deep inhale.. before lunging forth toward the a wall.. as crowds of people would be pushing out of there way... Though she hoped Cessair would have made it out.. even despising her sister.. she was still blood... She let out a cry of fury.. while lifting up her right leg... literally smashing the wall before her.. leaving no wall infront of her.. thus she would appear out of the building with an old tuck and roll.. her clothes would be burnt with holes.. as she panted heavily.. Skwisgaar sighed in relief while snickering.. The abrasive blonde.. stood up on her feet.. walking over toward the long blonde mans side.. Thus she heard the sirens of cops.. not caring about the ambulance or firetrucks.. she always had a thing with cops.. always had a grudge against them.. especially with the shooting of her father awhile back.. "Shit. just what I fucking need, I'm sprung of on different kinds of drugs and the cops always have been on my god damn case.." Skwisgaar would laugh at Kodis remark.. as she she seemed to scanning the crowd for Cessair. Cessair "Eko Onikage.” Cessair looked rather surprised as she hadn't heard a name like that... she puckered up her lips.. as she spoke softly.."Rather unique, If I do say so myself. Mr. Onikage.." Her icy stern eyes.. gazed at him lighting himself a cig before, taking out her small cantine, that had been cold to the touch.. from inbetween her cleavage.. she untwisted the cap.. taking a swish of her hard whiskey..  Thus Eko would soo have asked her a question.."What exactly do you do Cessair?"  just before she could say anything at all.. a LOUD boom came abrupt to eitheir of her ears.. due to the lound explosion her soft ears began to bleed and ring.. from sudden booms! explosions came from  eitheir sides.. as she looked over at Eko casually giving him a wink.."Looks like our time is up for questions.. Hope you make it out alive.!" Being her cocky Torabaasu' attititude self.. The tall 6ft blonde.. soon ran with her heels toward the running ground... thus using her ice manipulation.. to even send a gust of icy wind.. toward a civilian in her way.. shoving them directly into the fire... burning them alive.. as she shoved everyone in her path... with this ability.. only to make her way toward her younger sister panting... Kodi looked at her heels... "Good fuckin god.." The older Torabaasu sibling scoffed an fidgeted with her hair.."Yeah lets see your butch ass run in heels bitch... and in action!" The younger sibling rolled her eyes.. pushing Cessair over.. causing her to fall on her ass... while giving her sister a smirk.. as she started cursing at her.. while sounds of cops,ambulances came closer and closer.. toward the club.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTWOAJJ9s1g) Kodi had been taking shots after shots... while she looked over to her Guitar Mentor.. thus looking over his right shoulder... she saw what it seemed to be a hooded figure.. that appeared to have the same features as the roughed up blonde.. squinting her eyes.. she stood up slowly.. but just before she could confront this being ... a loud BOOM came abruptly..being as if a predator alarmed from it's surroundings.. the explosions came from multiple areas amongst the club...  just then the figure soon were to be engulfed in the flames... along with the remaining crowds next to the explosives.. would had been blasted into bits of pieces.. while blood splattered over the shark-like females face... Skwisgaar soon fled with his band members hoping Kodi would have followed... He looked at his bandmates then looking back... "K-KODI'S " looking around frantically.. thus just before the place had been completely engulfed with flames.. she met the figure once more.. while it soon started to speak a language... it was rather familiar to her...The figures teeth was also serated.as it would end its sentence... The figure soon lunged at her.. passing right through her.. she felt as if it took her breath for a moment.. though with no hesitation. the blonde had snapped back into reality. her pupils of her blue eyes.. seemed focused now.. with the effect of LSD everything was moving rather slow though she would be rather quick. her reflexes would of caused her to lunge forth.. while piece of the ceiling would of crumbled next to her.. nearly missing her head.. she took a deep inhale.. before lunging forth toward the a wall.. as crowds of people would be pushing out of there way... Though she hoped Cessair would have made it out.. even despising her sister.. she was still blood... She let out a cry of fury.. while lifting up her right leg... literally smashing the wall before her.. leaving no wall infront of her.. thus she would appear out of the building with an old tuck and roll.. her clothes would be burnt with holes.. as she panted heavily.. Skwisgaar sighed in relief while snickering.. The abrasive blonde.. stood up on her feet.. walking over toward the long blonde mans side.. Thus she heard the sirens of cops.. not caring about the ambulance or firetrucks.. she always had a thing with cops.. always had a grudge against them.. especially with the shooting of her father awhile back.. "Shit. just what I fucking need, I'm sprung of on different kinds of drugs and the cops always have been on my god damn case.." Skwisgaar would laugh at Kodis remark.. as she she seemed to scanning the crowd for Cessair. Cessair "Eko Onikage.” Cessair looked rather surprised as she hadn't heard a name like that... she puckered up her lips.. as she spoke softly.."Rather unique, If I do say so myself. Mr. Onikage.." Her icy stern eyes.. gazed at him lighting himself a cig before, taking out her small cantine, that had been cold to the touch.. from inbetween her cleavage.. she untwisted the cap.. taking a swish of her hard whiskey..  Thus Eko would soo have asked her a question.."What exactly do you do Cessair?"  just before she could say anything at all.. a LOUD boom came abrupt to eitheir of her ears.. due to the lound explosion her soft ears began to bleed and ring.. from sudden booms! explosions came from  eitheir sides.. as she looked over at Eko casually giving him a wink.."Looks like our time is up for questions.. Hope you make it out alive.!" Being her cocky Torabaasu' attititude self.. The tall 6ft blonde.. soon ran with her heels toward the running ground... thus using her ice manipulation.. to even send a gust of icy wind.. toward a civilian in her way.. shoving them directly into the fire... burning them alive.. as she shoved everyone in her path... with this ability.. only to make her way toward her younger sister panting... Kodi looked at her heels... "Good fuckin god.." The older Torabaasu sibling scoffed an fidgeted with her hair.."Yeah lets see your butch ass run in heels bitch... and in action!" The younger sibling rolled her eyes.. pushing Cessair over.. causing her to fall on her ass... while giving her sister a smirk.. as she started cursing at her.. while sounds of cops,ambulances came closer and closer.. toward the club.

Rima: Rima was still moving in her seat to the music when she heard Ginji's voice in her ear. Something in his tone immediately made her head turn and when her eyes locked onto his, seeing just how close his face had gotten to hers, she instantly froze solid. Like she had absolutely no idea how to react. She could feel her heart begin to race in her chest, watching with wide eyes as he leaned closer and closer to her but before his lips could touch hers – BOOM!! The explosion seemed to rock the very foundation of the club, causing Rima to shriek as she nearly fell off of the couch, grabbing Ginji's arm to keep that from happening. More explosions rang out as furniture and chunks of debris from the walls soared through the air. As soon as the club went into a panicked frenzy, Rima felt Ginji grab her hand and pull her to her feet, having to quickly gain her balance otherwise her heels would have sent her toppling to the floor. (( http://listenonrepeat.com/?v=y1kjxGr_xQw#Two_Steps_From_Hell_-_Run_Like_Hell )) Just as Ginji had commanded his friends to get her out of the club, she turned in time to see him running in the opposite direction. “Ginji!” She shouted, reaching out to him as Yazei and Yozu grabbed her, pulling back on her to keep her from running after him. “He'll be fine! Let's just get the fuck outta here!” She heard one of them shout and took off running between both males, headed for the nearest exit. The club had gone from one helluva party to complete and utter chaos. People were screaming and running all around her, bodies and debris flying through the air with each explosion that rang out one after the other. They were practically unpredictable, no way to tell when they would go off and from where. As Rima bolted through the chaotic scene, she could feel her heart kicking like a horse in her chest along with hearing that strange ringing in her ears. In response to the present danger, her nanomachines had activated within her cells, but all she could feel from that was the muscles in her legs beginning to feel stronger. It wasn't long before Yazei and Yozu realized that she was running much faster than them, her arms reaching for both of their wrists as she suddenly took off like a rocket through the crowd, bashing through bodies and kicking through furniture like a bull on the run. When they looked at her, there was an angry expression on her face, her eyes that were once a soft brown now dominated by a crimson red that glowed through the darkness of the club. “Hey, the exit's over there! What the hell are you --” Before they could finish, Rima jumped forward, straight into a wall. However, instead of smashing into it and hitting the floor like what was expected of her, her body broke right through several layers of brick, wood, and whatever else was holding up the wall. With her arms folded in front of her, all three bodies tucked and rolled forward just as another explosion went off directly behind them, propelling them through the air even faster. Grunts were heard as they tumbled and rolled across hardpacked concrete on the outside of the club, their clothing just barely getting singed by the explosion that almost caught up to them. Hearing sirens approaching, the loud high-pitched noises caused Rima's head to snap up, her wild, glowing red eyes looking toward the source of the sound as she jumped to her feet. She felt an awful aching pain shooting through her arms and into her hands, causing her to wrap them around her body as she hunched forward with a winced expression. Everything around her was a blur and she felt...so fucking angry. Even looking around at the others who were running out of the club like gazelles fleeing a pack of hungry lions, all she wanted to do was grab them all by their throats and rip them to little, fleshy pieces. It felt like something was taking over her, making her rock and stumble about as she struggled to fight it. “What's.....happening...” She heard her voice, but almost didn't recognize it. It sounded scratchy and vicious coming from her mouth. Grabbing the sides of her head that ached furiously, she took off, her mind so lost in whatever was happening with her body that she'd completely forgotten about Ginji and the gang. Even Kichiro. Racing out into the street without even knowing it, an approaching firetruck had to slam on brakes to avoid turning her into roadkill, but the brakes weren't strong enough to stop it. In a flash, Rima saw the headlights brighten her form and instantly spun around to face the truck, immediately crossing her arms in front of her to defend herself. Hardly a second after she did, the truck slammed right into her, but instead of being thrown through the air or sucked beneath the gargantuan vehicle, her feet began to slide back against the concrete as she pushed back on the vehicle. There was no telling how she knew that this would work, but as her inhuman strength began to slow the vehicle down, its back bumper lifted all the way up into the air with a loud, metal groan. Her red eyes glanced up, throwing herself forward to the ground as the entire truck flipped directly over her, crashing on its back to the street with a startling boom. Rolling up into a crouch, Rima's light brown hair hung down in front of her face as she faced the truck, her wild, red eyes taking in what she had done before fear suddenly slammed into her. She rose to her feet, looking down at her hands which were covered in grotesque black and red veins that seemed to bulge right out of her skin, crawling all the way up her arms. She looked back toward the club and saw several eyes watching her in absolute shock, but didn't see Ginji anywhere, which worried her but she had a feeling he was safe, turning and running as fast as she could into an alley where the darkness could quickly engulf her. “Home...” She heard her voice speak lightly and breathlessly. “I have to get home. I have.....to get....” And that was when the world faded from her view.

Eko: Things were going ok for now, decently ok and not just because he was drinking damn near pure sugar. His silvered eyes blinked and just as Cessair was about to answer his question, something unexpected happened. A rumbling, shoving of air and building and furniture and debris exploded from somewhere as the incendiary bomb erupted and blasted a fiery hole through the club. It was going ok but it went from ok to fucking fantastic. Eko couldn’t hear anything for a short while from the blast and he almost felt a piece of flooring nick his skin but he didn’t care, it didn’t hurt. Soon enough his hearing cleared up and he heard Cessair “Looks like our time is up for questions.. Hope you make it out alive!” before she sprinted off somewhere without him. His drink glass shattered from the shockwave and shards of glass and other bits scattered around him, they made lovely crunching noises as he started to run towards the exit. It was almost like some weird parkour shit or something what with all the chunks of burning building to maneuver through. With his usual agility and good combat skills he wove around the shit storm that was the club and the bleeders who were in his way and if any were in his way, he sort of shoved them, it wasn’t his fault if they fell into a burning something or another. With his drink a loss and the rest of his day a loss as well, Eko could chalk this whole occasion as a day worth forgetting  though he probably wouldn’t, much ass was kicked and now with all this violence, it was certainly going in his book of memorable days. (Some others included some violent murders he committed but that’s beside the point.) The entrance of the club was nearly blown open it seemed and people were leaking out of it like weird water drips from a cracked faucet or something, he hardly cared if most of those fuckers died though he was glad Cessair got out if only because she wasn’t like most of the whores who wanted his D all night. Finally he got out and saw the carnage of the building, it was a hell hole of flames and broken bits of things and people; Eko coughed a few times as the smoke started irritating him a little. He was definitely glad to not have gotten trapped.

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Club lahana had been under a blaze. Included in flames. Those that were able to escape were lucky, but there were many others... Who didn't.

" KINNNNG!!!! Get off me ! My brothers in there ! Do you hear me!? My brothers in there let me GO!!!! KINNNNNNNGG!!! "

Kings younger brother, shouted at the top of his lungs for his brother , while the others held him back from entering the flames. Saving him from the same fate.

" Good good. Dog bite. " Mad dog said to his new underlined. " You did well, very well. Killing king in this manner will be a success. However it is depressing to see that his other underlings made it out. However. All is well. Now that he's gone. Withdrawal the rest of the syndicates accounts. Load up my money . And let's get ready for the next move. We move into the syndicates building. I'm sure they'll be happy to meet there NEW! Boos. "

Mad dog paced through on the rooftop as he closed his eyes. Accessing the information he obtained after consuming Tomoko's brain. " Also. I'm going to send you a list of names. I want you to program these names into the cyborgs I assign you to back at the warehouse. There going to help me seize the Zero branch. " Dog bite listens quietly as he keeps his head down. " she spread out her political power. We'll obtain it even after her death. Now, begone. We have work to do... Also. Go get a cosmetics change. From now on... Your no longer dog bite. Your name is ' Lance Whitaker... ' The vicious.

Dog bite. Or better yet known as Lance. Fixed his tie as he made his way out of sight to do as told. " With club lahana gone. I can seize the operations that claymore had hidden under it. I'll buy it out. And excavating will be easy. I will find the Shard. This is the task given to me by sector Olympus. They say that the shard is here in this city. . . I don't care if Agent Blight failed... I will find it...

Meanwhile...

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" Wake up. " Kin said staring out at the fire. As he towered over the edge of a building staring at the flames. " I chose to save you. Because this seemed to be centered around you. That and mostly Everyonr got out safe and sound. Get up Yoshimitsu, your embarrassing yourself. "

King's eyes fluttered before he coughed up a lung almost. Shaking his head left to right to gain composure. " Wh-what happened ? " " Someone is trying to assassinate you. And there attempt was so brutal that it appears they would kill the innocent to achieve it. It may even be the one who killed Tomoko. " he said holding up the drive with the money on it. " Her killer, is a smart one. However. "

Kin turned to king as he took his chin and turned his head to the left. Showing the 'DB' in his skin that was imprinted by what appeared to be a ring. " His underlings aren't. Who do you know by the name grade of ' DB ' "

King's eyes slanted before he gritted his teeth standing to his full height. " Dog Bite... " " Leader of the Inugami clan. " kin said after him. " So, he's been conspiring to kill you. Or better yet he's working for someone. Two weeks ago the heroes inc Nullifer was stolen. I'm assuming these are tied to each other In fact I'm sure of it. " kin said tilting his head to the right before looking out at the fire.

" Damn it, yes. Dog bite has been acting strange. The money was stolen from my accounts, I know it was him. But he never owned up to it. I let it slide. But it was meant to kill. He had something to do with Tomoko's death. And now this, even going out of his way to kill me. But no , this isn't all on him. There's another factor here. A smarter one. . . But I have a question of my own. How did you save me... "

" Let's just say... Nothing gets passed these ears. I heard it all. I heard him discussing your death. I can pin point his Voice now but it's distant. I'm going to need a full moon to sniff him out. " Kin watched as they pulled people out of the club in a stretcher one by one and he gritted his teeth. " I hate when your right... Brick, Turner.., I can't afford to turn a blind eye to this city... Not anymore. "

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His bright golden eyes slanted before shifting into a bright red. " I'm going to find dog bite. And he'll pay for the murder of those inside. And Tomoko. But first things first. I'm going to need your help. And you’re going to need to stay dead. Your rolling with me for now. "

King smirked and crossed his arms. " So this is a Tasanagi huh. As arrogant as they said you'd be. But you did save my life. I'll let it slide. " King said crossing his arms. " Alright, Tasanagi. I'm with you... Let's do this. I feel there's something a lot bigger here than meets the eye. "