Fish don't walk on land, stupid! (Open~)

[Bao Yu Chao]

Good news was the undead count went so down that it was kinda scarce to bump into something that wanted to munch on human flesh...but now there were stories of some towering, tall shark man on the loose eating people. Maybe it was an exaggeration, maybe it wasn't ...there was only one way to find out! Looking into it of course! Trying to gather information from peasants was annoying to say the least! Why couldn't this oh so scary shark man terrorize rich people instead to make things a little more smooth? Crossing her arms over her chest as she glared at the people passing on by on their poor people lives through her blue bangs. It was disgusting, pathetic, and she almost felt sorry for them having to live in lack luster conditions.

Then again it was those very people who made upscale families like her rich since they were consumers. Parting her lips slightly letting out a sigh before frowning in a fashion which made her ALWAYS seem annoyed with someone or something. There HAD TO be a way to find this guy...and with all of her sources she wasn't even sure why she couldn't just track the freak of nature down and get in contact with Officer Waldgrave to find out more about the Albert Wesker case then call it a day and munch on a few sundaes. Alright...so all the stories had a few things in common...the guy had skin like a shark, smile like a shark, TEETH like a shark, webbing on his fingers like a freaky fish guy, black straight hair and drenched. Part of her wanted to link him up to swamp thing and the Scottish Gaelic Niseag...or better known as the Loch Ness monster. Of course, she knew that would be an amateur's mistake and would need to gather far more evidence. Hell, for all she knew he was one of Wesker's diseased freaks and needed to be put down with a smack down!

Uncrossing her arms, she quickly pulled out a pair of leather black gloves with hot pink stitching on cue as a kid was saying `HAVE YOU SEEN THE SCARY SHARK MAN?! I DID!!!1!!one!`then reached out to grab him by the scruff and spoke in a serious as can be tone, "You. Peasant boy. Where in the name of wealthy companies did you see him?" Though the kid was in his teens, it looked like he wanted to have a heart attack when he made eye contact with the seventeen year old girl who looked like she was with the mafia or some version of the M.I.B. "G-gah! Wh-why should I tell you?! You're j-just a snooty rich girl!" Tilting her shin up a bit, gritting her teeth with a look that hinted off she wasn't at the very least intimidated by this punk, she bitterly responded with the words, "Because I have no problem with smashing your poor, peasant head into that wall until you cry like the very little girls you mock. I don't waste my money on annoying commoners like you, got it?"

Canting her head slightly to the side with a look that could be described as `I'm not gonna take your shit, boy.` he gulped before blurting out "The harbor! I saw him last near the harbor! B-but that was yesterday!" Dropping the boy on the ground who was prolly a year or two younger than her, she plucked out a fifty dollar bill and crumpled it up before dropping it on him while looking a little more professional and a more mellow tone to her voice. Yet the edge remained, "It's just chump change, but take it for cooperating, peasant boy."

Turning away while cracking her knuckles, she began on a little walk toward the harbor hoping to get this thing out of the reason. While Trisha Waldgrave was looking into the lead on the island of Kauai, they made a deal that in the process of dealing with her usual paranormal investigations and such, she'd put things that are close or similar to metahumans in custody with the NYPD's branch lead by the metal cop herself.

[Captain Mako]

A voice deep and raspy rang out across the harbor, he sat upon the edge of the pier his body wrapped in a blanket dripping wet and from time to time his singing was interuppted as a blanket wrapped hand reached out and took hold of a bottle next to him and was stuck inside the hood formed of the blanket and then as soon as the bottle reappeared the singing would resume just as deep and just as raspy.

"Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho,
thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam."

The figure was tall, taller then most men and had been a giant back in his own day long past. He reflected on this as he did the bottle of rum he had bought with the money he had liberated from the very thieves who tried to rob him at gun point. Him, Captain Mako one of the most feared pirates of his time. It didn't matter that history more or less forgot about him or that he had no ship. He was still Captain Mako. They had tried to rob him... he had to laugh, the laughter interrupting his drinking and his singing, the sound of his laughter raspy and coiniciding with the sound of his teeth loudly clanking together with each laugh, the sound of tooth on tooth ringing out loudly through the harbor. Eventually he calmed down with another drink, the blanket falling from his head revealing black hair and the tips of two gray pointy ears, the right one with a notch out of it. He continued his age old song.

"Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!"

He paused a moment the bottle close to the front of the black haired head dripping wet and not bothering to look over his shoulder, he raised the bottle in the general direction behind him.

"Well lass? Are you going to stand there staring all day or are you gonna take a drink with your grandfather? Come here and sit on my lap and I'll tell you about the old days."

Mako laughed again the same clacking of tooth on tooth, the same rasping sound. As he laughed a hand emerged from the blanket, the hand was gray, each finger webbed and each finger tipped in small but sharp claws, held in it's grasp was a hat, a black tricorn hat fringed in gold, it placed the hat on the damp hat and put it in place.

[Bao Yu Chao]

During her walk to the harbor which was thankfully pretty dang close, she couldn't help but notice the sounds around her were filled with more and more occasional chatter about some shark man who was probably a pirate or something. Maybe even a phantom with the way a few peasants and stinky smelling fishermen were talking. Huh...maybe he was still here after all... It clinched it when a couple of girls who looked like they were on their way into the city for shopping whispered to each other "Did you hear that eerie singing?!" "Like, totally, it sounded like a ghost pirate monster or something creepy! Guh, I'm so glad we don't live too close to it, Jess!" Oh great...they sounded like typical airheads.

JUST. HER. LUCK. Putting on a fake smile, she figured to act as stupid as them while keeping her gloved hands behind her back before approaching them speaking in a valley girl fashion, "Oh. my. GAWD!!! I like, LOVE ghost stories! So like, could you totally tell me where you heard it?!" and it was at that moment she felt like a couple braincells curled up and wanted to die. Seeing them point over toward a slightly more shady area of town, the paranormal investigator and part time cop giggled like a totally giddy bimbo...making at least one brain cell kill itself before turning and running in that very direction.

The closer and closer she got, the louder the old pirate sounding song got...YES! It was worth losing one or two of her braincells! This could be one of the leads she had been looking for! The blue and pink haired girl's determination was clear and true through her composure, she wasn't going to let anyone ruin this moment for her. That jerk, Agent Moss, kept calling her theories crazy and this time she was going to prove him wrong with evidence that couldn't be denied nor shaken! How could he call her a liar if something was right there in the flesh!? HE COULDN'T THAT'S HOW!

Even though he did it multiple times when she tried showing him the undead bioweapons...THAT WAS ALRIGHT! THIS WAS DIFFERENT! Once she got to him, it was toward the end of the song and she stood there catching her breath while staring at the tall shark man...who...was in a towel. Why in the world didn't he have anything else to wear? BUMS had more clothes than him! Resting one palm upon her hip and the other just hanging slightly at her side, she was then caught off guard when he laughed and decided to say something other than sing out some dead song. Calling her lass didn't bother her....not at all considering that's just how some people (EVEN THE RICH) would talk in this day and age every now and then to be casual...it was the invitation to sit on `grandfather`s lap!

Was he teasing her, trying to make a fool of her or just some pervert?! "Tch. You're not my grandfather, both are rich Chinese men who paved their path in the world..." Moving her hand up, leaving the other upon her hip as though to fan the air a little while continuing to speak in a fashion that showed an odd sense of professionalism and edge while having her sapphire optics lock contact with those pitch black hued eyes, "Not some fishman freak who only has a towel and hat to wear. Guh...in fact come with me so I can get you more clothes. That's just degrading, even for a pathetic homeless leech like yourself. You could tell me stories of the old days on our way, sound good?"

Clearly she wasn't a typical girl who freaked out at the sight of something abnormal, in fact there was no trace of fear in her eyes or tone. Not even when she noticed those more than intimidating teeth. Then again, when you do hand to hand combat with creatures that were rumored to come from the depths of hell most of the time, it was hard to be scared of metahumans. Putting her hand back at its side, she patiently awaited his response and mentally prepped herself for a hostile reaction. After this, she was going to get him in custody...that was the plan thus far...but it just felt WRONG sending anyone to jail in nothing but a towel and hat!

[Captain Mako]

The black hair moved with the figure as he looked over his shoulder at the woman he had smelled. He contemplated her nationality from what he remembered they tended to be different, different customs and what not but this was the first time a Chinese woman had addressed him like a spoiled noble woman. It was... odd this time of free speech. Not that he wasn't free to speak before. He remembered the team that found him speaking of America, of multiple heritages swirled together. The 'melting pot' they called it. It reminded him of a pot alright... he would admit that... but reminded him more of a chamber pot. Still...

"Ain't civilization glorious my dear lass? I mean here we sit and I can talk to you and you aren't even chaperoned. Why back in my day for a woman of your standing to be here talking to a man like myself... it would be criminal."

He finished turning as the blanket began to fall out slipping into the tides of the New York Harbor. His grin literally going from ear to ear, the lips peeled back revealing serrated teeth growing in rows and as he pulled himself to standing his height was confirmed as was the fact he was indeed dressed albeit in clothing that didn't exactly fit the hat perfectly. His legs were clad in a pair of black jeans two sizes too small, the legs below the knees torn off roughly. Chains attached to the pants dangled in the night air. The shirt he wore was a simple white shirt that was also too small, the fabric almost creaked at the seams clad about the rough skinned figure before the woman standing on the harbor. His gills upon his neck opened and closed in the night air. Reaching down the figure picked up the rum bottle again and tilted it back for another swig. Looking at the levels and deciding that the woman before him didn't want any he took the cap in his hand and spun it back into place atop the bottle and beamed at it.

"Look at that, no corks, no worries about getting crud in the bottle. Just a quick spin. What you humans have come up with. But I'll save the rest for later."

With that Mako turned his head striaght up his grin widening to prodigious width and the mouth opening far more then a human could ever dream of. Taking the bottle bottom first he placed it in his mouth and pushed down, his throat stretched around the bottle as he pushed effortlessly and with a couple of gagging noises it fell the rest of the way out of site. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and patted his stomach.

"That's keep until I can finish the bottle later."

He regarded the girl before him and smiling asked.

"And where might I ask do you think you are taking me? I am fairly certain the... now what did that lab coat wearing pansy call it?... OH RIGHT! The statue of imitations on my crimes have run out, what with it being over three hundred years since my last major... 'acquirement' and too be fair I didn't take anything besides what I wanted from that schooner."

[Bao Yu Chao]

OH HO HO HO this guy didn't think she had chaperones?! Maybe not right now at her side but all she had to do was call on her body guards and they'd show up! Well...most of the time anyway....normally Ralph and Carl were with her but they were busy with other things. It couldn't be helped sometimes but that was ok, she could hold her own perfectly fine. Then again...it was a little odd for someone of her ranking in society to be without at least one chaperone...let along be talking to a piece of phenomenal homeless trash. Usually the living creatures she had to deal with.....alright alright! So they all looked pretty gross and admittedly, this guy was more cleaned up than the werewolves and zombies she kicked in the face before.

Besides...he had manners...he may not know who she was but this commoner at least knew how to be a bit more respectful than some of the things she encountered let alone other individuals she had to deal with. In a way, it was nice to finally be shown the respect she so rightfully deserved...so nice that maybe she was actually going to treat him less like a diseased freak of nature and more like an intriguing commoner. Of course to her it was STILL criminal for her to talk to the likes of street riff raff...but she had to bite the bullet to get to various places in life. Sure, ok, he was being politer than most...but she had to be on guard regardless and keep an eye on him. Last time she put her guard down was a mistake she'd never make again and nearly turned her into a nasty blood sucking creature of the night. Oh...huh....looked like he was wearing more clothes after all...but his clothes seemed to barely fit him and on top of that they were worn out. That was just terrible...for someone who knew their place in society it was cruel for her to just let him be stuck with clothes like that!

He at least needed fabric that better suited his odd body. Oh and lookit those gills on his neck...they were moving around as if to help him breathe or something. ...wait a second...he had...gills? How in the....was this guy going to be alright out of the water?! Last thing she needed was someone flopping over dead on her watch before getting to experiment on them herself. Then again...he was probably out of the water a while before she even got there. Though it confused her a little that the look to the bottle and back at her actually may have insinuated he thought she may have wanted to join in the drinking and wasn't joking about that.

Odd....this guy really must have been ancient...they actually had a thing called an age limit for guzzling booze. Funny how he seemed happy about the cap and how well it worked in comparison to a cork. Either he was playing off like he actually was from the past OR he really was. Eventually, she'd find that out on her own. Quirking a brow, just about to speak up, it seemed like that huge grin of his wasn't just for show. YEAH DEFINITELY NOT FOR SHOW! The ENTIRE bottle fit in his mouth and part of her brain felt like it wanted to explode while she was on the verge of taking a step back...he...he was going to save it for later?

Seriously...what WAS this guy? Bao Yu just had to find out! Er...but those gagging noises...ok those caused her to take a couple steps back just in case he was going to have a little barfing frenzy. Right...keeping the bottle in his stomach....so far from normal that the ball was way out of the metaphorical ballpark in this little game. Shaking off the slight shock, she then realized her words fell on deaf ears but before she could so much as rant, it seemed like he acknowledged her words from before about getting him new clothes. Even...if he'd probably use any sleeves for a napkin. Blinking a couple times, the request to know where he was getting taken to was a reasonable one but...it seemed like some guy in a lab coat got to this discovery before her?

Damn what a shame! Well she'd actually do better and aim to succeed...there was more to getting what one wanted aside from containment and capture. This was something she usually did quite well since there had to be a form of balance to it. WAIT A SECOND...three hundred.....THREE HUNDRED YEARS?! Geeze! That was one hell of a long time! Time to work some magic...in a professional, yet casual tone, she took the opportune moment after he was done speaking to say, "Well, it's still criminal for someone with a ranking such as my own to keep a conversation with a peasant such as yourself let alone travel without any of my body guards. It's almost unheard of but they're busy people so I have to forgive them. You really must be as ancient as you claim to be so fascinated by a common twist top cap. We still have corks but like you said, those caps keep trash from getting in your drink. Now...where I'm taking you? That's simple, to a tailor who can make you clothing that's suited for your unique body for a reasonable price, it'll be my treat. I'd feel awful if I let you go around in rags after not only being a part of history, but knowing your place in society too."

Lifting her hand to motion for him to come along, she almost seemed like she could actually be nice with the additional politeness she threw in as she continued speaking, "...and I'd like to discuss a few things over dinner which will also be my treat, as long as you're with me none of those lab coat idiots will bother you. Do we have a deal?" Holding her hand out for a handshake, the little chibi likeness of herself cringed and thanked innovative sales people for making AND selling leather gloves. With the way her hand was positioned, it could be taken one of two ways: a hand shake or a respectable kiss on the hand as if she was gracing him with here presence and kind offer. But lucky her normally people took that as a handshake in this day and age and never got a kiss on the hand aside from her dad when she was little and was treated like a little princess. Still though, she kept her guard up just in case he tried anything to catch her off guard...

Like hell was she gonna be this guy's snack or be used as an example of what happens to humans when a thing like him gets hungry!

[Captain Mako]

Mako's grin never faltered as she talked down to him. The situation was just far to amusing to just put to an end. Here he was being talked down to by a woman he could kill by gripping her head in his hand and squeezing and she talked like she was the one in charge. Oh indeed this day was interesting. He burst into motion, spinning towards her in three spins eating the distance between them before landing heavily on his left foot and bowing in one motions while capturing her offered hand in his and kissing the top of it while whipping off his hat at the same time. He paused, his hat thrust behind him, her hand inches from his smiling teeth and ran his thumb across the inside of the palm of her hand before straightening up while releasing his hold on her hand and putting the hat over his heart.

"Oh my dear Princess I assure you I do know my place in the world, this very world which etched it into me from toe to the crown of my head. I do know my place. I don't think you have quite figured out my place through you think you have but do not fret it always becomes clear. As for the gentlemen in lab coats sadly their ship did not survive a storm that flung me in this most fortunate city so do not worry about them but I do miss them so."

He frowned briefly looking sadly at the horizon before leaning over and whispering in a conspiratorial fashion while grinning on one side of his mouth.

"Psst... between you and me... I don't miss them at all Princess they were dreadfully boring, always the same stupid questions and using big words on purpose just to confuse my undereducated brain. I mean sure I may not know what a mel-tabol-ticktock rat is but I do know how to sail a ship in a storm. They would have done better to know what I know as it turns out..."

The grin enveloped the otherside of his face as he leaned away and shrugged sadly but mockingly.

"Oh well them's the breaks as they said. As for your offer I do believe it would be cherlish of me to refuse such a kind offer from a beautiful woman but I am afraid I must insist the cloths must match my hat. After all, a captain can be considered a captain without a ship but he looks a fool if he losses his hat."

He winked at her, a semi-transperent membrane briefly covering one eye.

"As for food just so you know I will require meat. Thankfully I never had to worry about scurvy but oranges and potatoes alike have no appeal to me."

He chuckled at his own joke about the nature of said foods wondering if she would understand it but not caring one lick if she didn't. The jolliness briefly left him for half a second as he asked her.

"Oh, and please don't bore me. That was why I disliked those men of science, just as boring as the men of God I used to know."

As soon as the jolliness left it returned, him swaying happily in place as he regarded her as a child looking at a new toy under the tree.

[Bao Yu Chao]

On the outside, she looked like she was keeping her cool in the midst of a phenomenon or...just a plain ol' monster that could easily kill her if she dropped her guard and he decided to be hostile. But just as she was going to throw a little hissy fit about the ethics of being professional and blah blah blah high hopes and expectations for his lower class brain, the distance between them was munched on like a hungry cop at a doughnut shop. CRAP! Normally people kept a distance! Feeling her skin crawl at the thought of having to actually fight this guy, she was just about to go on the defensive offensive but then stopped soon as her hand was grabbed and....kissed? WOAH WHAT?! He was acting like a total gentleman! This guy even took off his hat for crying out loud!

Maybe people were making this guy sound totally savage just because of the way he looked...? Well that was quite possible...but there was also a chance he was putting up a facade too. There were PLENTY of possibilities. ....one of which could involve her hand being sampled for a snack. But no, he rubber her palm with the thumb of his hand which caused a light pink blush to grace her cheeks for a moment considering how off guard that caught her just as he let go of her hand. Placing her hand back at her side, good ol Bao Yu listened intently to his words to figure out if he'd accept the deal...or...something. Maybe he was right about her not REALLY knowing his place in the world, all she knew for sure is that she was a blue blood in comparison and from what her mother and father taught her that was important enough to get by with what she wanted.

It'd be interesting to say the least to see what he would actually contribute to society...probably something where she'd have to arrest him knowing her luck. It was weird though how for just a moment he almost seemed sympathetic toward the lost crew of scientists which found him. Not like she was about to try comforting him with a pat on the back right away though, and it seemed like....up until he leaned over and whispered to her as if to discuss a conspiracy or something about how they were not only boring but repetitive. Sounded like Agent Moss who she was slowly starting to see as her enemy and rival day after day. Save for the fact she didn't ALWAYS have other people do the dirty work then talk down to them. Thing is though, he could have saved them but didn't, sounded like something a pirate would do...go figure that one! WELL TOUGH FOR THEM!

She had their discovery and in the business of life, she just had to take what they lost and profit from it. OH HER FATHER WOULD BE PROUD! Hm...it sounded like he'd accept the offer if it matched his hat seeing how he's a captain and all. For a moment she wondered what happened to his actual crew but realized they were probably long gone seeing how he was well over three hundred years old. Chances were unless they were all together, they were good as dead. Nodding a couple times in response, she gave his comment about food...which sounded more like a joke a slight smirk as though she figured out he was more of a meat eater anyway. Though the next thing was something she didn't quite expect as he suddenly got serious as though letting him get bored was a threat in the works.

If there was one thing she could absolutely be certain about in this life it was that she lived a pretty exciting life. Regardless, she planned on making it through this alive and with bragging rights! "Keeping you from being bored? Tch, that should be easy enough, my career is by far more exciting than just sitting around and painting my nails while chuckling over the latest scandal." Glaring off to the side as though to think back to those stupid girls who gave her the general direction of this sharkman discovery, now those girls lived a dull life...keeping away from terrors of the night rather than dealing with them. Scowling a bit at how she actually had to dumb herself down earlier, she let out a sigh and glanced back to him while regaining her composure before speaking again. "...and for the record I wouldn't dare allow any of my tailors to exclude your hat from your image...they'd just become worthless chaff that don't deserve to be employed, really."

Bringing her wrist up to glance down and tap the screen of her watch a couple of times so she could see the time...seemed like the one person she could trust to work with for this particular project was out of the question since it was on the late side yet the meals weren't. "Anyway, I know just the place we can get you a quality meat buffet so we can discuss things in a more suited environment for conversation. Please excuse me for a moment." Motioning her hand over the screen, a dark figure about six inches tall emerged from her watch and began speaking in an high class British accent, "Yes, madame?" "Bolton, I need you to come right away and pick up my guest and I. ...oh and don't forget my brief case...understood?"

The figure brought its arm across its chest and bowed before vanishing. Catching a glimpse of one of the buildings near by, that's when something with a few pairs of glowing red eyes and snarls, plus those shadows seemed a little on the fluffy side. She figured they were lurking around but would be kept at bay in the midst of a creature who was CLEARLY not something from the bottom of the food chain. Quickly taking out one of her silver bladed box cutters, the girl with a hair color combo reminiscent to cotton candy decided to go out on a limb and offer it to the freaky fishguy she was associating herself with for a moment. "Unless you have some other pure silver blade hidden somewhere, I recommend taking this as a gift from me to you cause we got company and they don't have manners either." Saying those words in a hushed tone, she used her other hand to pluck out another silver box cutter from the edge of her boot seeing the three large figures that were a bit over six feet tall starting to approach them. That's right, they had to deal with werewolves!

...which...seemed to have a slight foaming at the mouth problem....a big part of why those things disgusted her so much. They were just so unclean!

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[Captain Mako]

The more he listened to this girl the more she seemed full of opportunities. had thought the old capture and ransom plan but he wasn't sure he wanted her mad at him yet besides... he had no idea of the lay of the land. No sense being foolish when she was so very entertaining. It was adorable to him how she was so condescending to him. He was happy to let her think him fairly harmless for now. It suited him besides... it was nice to have people not think he was a bad bad man for a while. Besides she had interesting toys!

He looked with interest in the miniature man who appeared on his wrist. He wondered what kind of magic they used nowadays the scientists sure didn't have men on their wrists. The had clocks which just were not as interesting. He slowly put together that she was using that clock thing... on her wrist to summon the man on her wrist. Must have been some kind of representation of the real thing who was... somewhere. And he had a briefcase. Interesting things were in briefcases it seemed! He wondered if the man would be armed? He was distracted from the thoughts as he heard the growling and caught the scent of... creatures. He had encountered something similar long ago on an island. Creatures whose wounds would close without silver to put on the wounds. Many of his men had died as they scrambled back to the boat... part of his brain told him forget the girl and head to the water. He could easily outstrip these creatures in the water but... but she was amusing, and fleeing would not be amusing. He would have to find someone else to play with. He reached up and scratched his chin in thought as he looked at the harbor and then at the offered short bladed knife. He thought he remembered seeing those on the ship that found him. He remembered it... it had... potential. As did those silver bladed but... the numbers were not in their favor such as it was.

Scratching his chin in through Mako took the offered knife and twirled it once around in his fingers before peeling apart the handle to reveal the blade within, sure enough it was the usual same assembly. Mako grinned. He had a notion know. Dropping the broken handle Mako took his hat off once more and plopped in squarely and firmly on the woman's head, making sure it was arranged nicely.

"Ma'am I must impose on you to keep my hat safe. I do apologize. You see..."

Mako began to walk down the pier towards the glowing eyed creatures.

"my first captain before he died... God rest his wretched soul... once told me some words I will always remember. Many of them I would never say in the presence of a lady like yourself. But one thing he did tell me I will share."

He seemed utterly unconcerned with the wolves approaching, he did stop moving as his chest and torso started moving as he stood, writhing in unnatural ways. He continued speaking but his voice sounded a little strained.

"He told me 'if ya evar haft ta deal with o'erwhelming odds siik to make dem u'derwhelming odds.' Good advice..."

Mako opened his mouth as the weres at the head of the pier started to charge and pulled out a red stick. Spinning it in his other hand he then... punched himself quite hard in the stomach with that hand. A loud gagging noise crossed with a cough resounded from his position and an object went flying from his mouth, a bottle that had been placed there moments ago and it impacted the face of the lead were, it screamed in agony from the overwhelming sensations of the too strong scent of rum in it's noise and the pain of it in it's eyes much less the impact of broken glass. It stopped a moment to scream and those next to it stopped to regard it.

Mako's grin didn't falter as the bottle impacted he kept moving, the red stick in his hand he dropped to one knee and ran one end against the pier beneath his feet, dragging it forward and as he did so it flared, red light pouring out the top as the flare he had swallowed came to life. Not pausing he neglectfully tossed it towards the puddle of rum at the were's feet. It caught ablaze immediately. Rum wasn't the best fuel but that and the fur on the creature caught well enough for it to scream in agony, the others startled as it screamed. The were couldn't smell, couldn't see. It plunged of the side into the water. Mako knew it would be fine in the water. But that whole scene was for one thing. To get their attention.

Mako held out his now empty hands and rubbed his fingers together in the direction of the stalled monsters.

"Here puppies, here boys. Come here."

He clicked his tongue condescendingly. The creatures did not like it at all. The majority of them charged towards them while Mako looked lazily over his shoulder towards his new friend.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I hope you take care of my hat princess."

With that at the last moment... Mako punched the pier at his feet and fall through. The group paused looking down the hole bewildered. Their instincts not telling them how to deal with a creature that escaped straight down. They growled at each other and one of them looked up to the woman on the pier... as there was a loud sound of concrete that had taken all the pressure it could possibly stand and gave up, the explosion of compressed concrete popped out and one of the columns supporting the pier descended, dragging the nearest sections... and the werewolves atop it, down into the water, boards tore and shattered, wolves screams, more columns snapped. And Mako who down below had bitten through the first column grinned viciously. He had taken down a most of the wolves, they were alive and swimming but bleeding, the ones that hadn't fallen were separated from the girl by a good fifty foot gap where the remnants of the pier remained. They would probably be able to jump it but he had to trust she could take care of herself. He dove his head beneath the surface of the water and the drifting boards and went to work, the scent of blood and the very electric fields the creatures generated his guide. He could see them, feel them in the water, they felt wrong, polluted... he had no desire to taste them but needs must he reflected as he finished shoving the silver blade sections between teeth and started darting around in the water. He swarm like his namesake and was without mercy.

He grabbed hairy ankles and pulled down, one after another, as they tried to get to floating sections of wood or to columns to climb up they were yanked under the water. On land he knew the battle would be... iffy. he was strong but they were stronger, he was fast but they might be faster. But smarts... smarts he had. As he let them go to grab the next one and pull it down they would try to swim, try to attack... it was pointless. Their claws were moving in slow motion under the water and he was in his domain. His fist lashed out at stomachs and throats. The point wasn't to kill, not yet. Mouths opened and bubbles spewed forth. Their lungs were unable to gather air. While they could not drown probably their inability to breath was weakening them... and once they started to slow down farther... he struck.

From above the battle field didn't look like much. Werewolves being yanked under the water, vanishing beneath the waves... bubbles raising in bursts, but after a few moments the water began to turn pink, and then red. There was movement and in places the movement stopped. The water was still with floating debris. Then a section of sea exploded, a werewolf instinctively seeking air pulled back his head and inhaled, his neck exposed as he gasped the night air... and then two gray arms latched unto his neck from under the water, a black haired head darted towards his exposed throat. There was a whimper of surprise and pain and a cloud of red escaped into the water till the body was dragged down by the sharkman. His teeth gleaming in the night with silver between his fangs.

Then the water was completely still once more. Mako climbed the section of the pier nearest his newest ally and sat on the mooring as he looked at her while pulling shards of silver out from between his teeth, his shirt looking a bit more tattered for the efforts he had indulged in. The water had washed off much of the blood he had been immersed in but he still stank of blood and salt water. He beamed at the girl and lazily reached forward plucking his hat off her head before putting it back on his head.

"Are you quite done? Because I have to say... all that wetted my appetite nicely."

Reaching into his mouth he pulled out a hunk of wet hair and daintily tossed into into the sea. With that he bowed low to the 'princess'.

"By the way. In all the interesting things happening I didn't get a chance to introduce myself. I am Captain Mako also known as Grinning Mako and the Jovial Devil. It is my pleasure to meet you my dear."

[Bao Yu Chao]

Weird...from her peripherals, earlier, it seemed like he was intrigued by her watch. Not like she planned on commenting right away, but in her mind that clinched it, she was DEFINITELY less of a bore than those scientists and a good thing too since team work was going to be useful through this time. Soon as the silver box cutter she was offering the sharkman left her grasp, the ridiculously rich girl reached into her jacket to pull out her slingshot from a concealed pocket. Looking at the corner of her eye, seeing him twirl the blade before taking it apart....again...wait....what? Oh well, what he did with it wasn't her business since it was his now and she had to focus on making sure they could last until Bolton showed up. Aaaand before she knew it, the captain's hat was on her head as though she was the ultimate protector of hats....or...a living breathing hat rack. Ok the second one kinda pissed her off so she figured it was because she was going to actually protect his hat rather than stand around like an idiot and expect him to handle everything...like...a...hat rack.

Yeeeah alright so it seemed like he really did expect her to keep his hat safe which was fine by her...but the weird thing was he apologized and sounded sincere. Not really condescending or something like that. Hold up...he was walking toward the creatures...? Sure, ok, she figured he had a lot of potential and more than likely extremely dangerous if he put his skills to use but the odds were slim for just one person...er...thing...yeah he wasn't a person....to handle those werewolves! Plus that foaming at the mouth they had going on wasn't normal...something was wrong with them. Then he started talking about his old captain...who has a profane way of talking apparently, yet wise all the same...weird combo, much. Quickly, she took her box cutter and loaded it up into the slingshot and kept focus on the werewolves while continuing to listen to the shark guy.

Pretty much his plan was to turn the tables, well at least his old captain was actually smart enough to give his men the courage to fight on rather than cower in fear. The world could use more people like that...as long as they weren't giving her trouble. Thing is she couldn't help but wonder if he was alright with the way his chest and torso were moving kinda unnaturally over there. When the pig empire's heiress thought about it...he...did swallow a bottle earlier...and that couldn't be good for anyone. Eh, but it seemed like a common practice, that couldn't be it. OH WHAT THE HELL HE PUNCHED HIMSELF IN THE STOMACH! Was this guy beyond looney bin crazy?!

Waaaaiiiiit a second...the werewolf got bottle'd in the face and that wasn't all...oh no no no the grinning captain shark lit the poor bastard on fire. At least he knew how to hold his own and she wasn't going to be pulling his weight and her own! Now that right there was a huge relief! Usually people she had to team up with right off of the street sucked at helping her or themselves for that matter and boy oh boy was that a chore! Now it was her turn after his taunting. She gave him a firm nod to let him know `understood` "Don't worry, these diseased freaks won't have it..." saying those words with a bit of edge in midst of her professional tone while taking a look at the left overs as Mr. I'mma sharky captain escaped down into the water...but that didn't say too many good things for the pillar seeing how it was giving way.

Backing up a bit almost on reflex just in case as the wood and concrete fell into the water, she figured the guy with an ear to ear grin was alright considering he didn't rub off as a total moron. Thankfully though, she now had a nice fifty foot gap between her and the angry wolves. What about the one that was looking at her like a meal? Ah yes, she gave that fellow a lovely death glare seeing him jump over...but he wasn't going to make it...not at all. Why so? Merely because she quickly took aim with her slingshot a second before launching the blade into its eye and a good portion of its head. Rather than focusing on the jump, it howled and yowled in pain and its body jerked backward causing the angry fluffy steroid puppy to not make the jump and crash down into the water. But right behind it was another one taking a leap...that guy actually landed a few feet away from her. Good....because she was reloading from a pocket in her shirt and this time it was her trusty marble sized pellets that had a lovely mixture of mercury and wolfsbane with a thin silver pellet to contain it.

Growling, snarling at the young lady before its mighty stature, she only had four words for it "Shut the hell up!" in a way that showed how her patience was being tested. That wasn't all though even though it was choking, "Disgusting freak, didn't you hear me?!" Loading and firing another special pellet one after the other...another in its mouth, one for its eye, forehead, stomach, and joints of its legs and elbows like a human machine gun. No wonder they called her Piggy Slinger! Putting away the slingshot as the creature tried to claw at her, she grabbed its oh so fluffeh wrist with one hand while tugging it toward her just before she rammed her palm swiftly into its elbow. Flinging its arm up, throwing off its balance a bit more as she crouched down to swing her heel at its ankles theeeen...big wolfy fell down down down trying to grasp onto the edge.

That girl's composure was now that of someone who was not only used to taking lives but fending for her own and clearly not a happy camper while getting back to her feet and putting her hand upon the hat while cracking the knuckles upon her other hand by twitching her fingers in certain angles. "Tch...pathetic...just pathetic...." Slamming her foot down on its clawed hand trying to grip onto the edge, it yowled even more cause guess what? She had silver blades embedded into the soles of her boots and even a bit of mercury with mistletoe and mountain ash extract soaked into the rubber grips for that extra `kick` so to speak. "Diseased freaks like you piss me off...really just enrage me to be honest. You're not worthy of being in my presence! Now get out of my sight!" Snapping out those words as she swiftly kicked its claws so that its nails would lift up like a horrible hangnail in the process and sneered a bit as she looked it right in the eyes while witnessing it fall down into the ocean where the shark guy was.

From what she could see, it didn't look pretty. Looking in the distance while moving her hand away from the captain's hat to make sure it was still secure, it seemed like there was one more approaching. Letting out an annoyed groan, she reached into her jacket and pulled out a handgun which had a pig engraved on the handle plus it seemed to be silver mixed with titanium complete with a silencer. Now the bullets it contained were pretty much like her special pellets, save for the fact they were crafted and blessed by Agent Sacred Hammer rather than herself. "...tch...after all that you come out to play? You may have moxy but you're still trash." Clicking off the safety and pulling the trigger a few times, the first couple of shots were to its knees and then wouldn't you know it as it fell she planted a couple shots in its forehead.

Then when it fell, one into its shoulder that was meant completely for the creature's heart. Sliding the gun back into the hidden holster of her jacket while clicking the safety back on. About that time is when her partner of the moment returned and took back his hat all lazy like, even cheerful. Strange how she was actually able to stay calm in the midst of an area having so much carnage and gore decorating it. He smelled absolutely TERRIBLE though...putting her hand over her nose, she nodded and muttered out "Think so...and I'm glad you didn't ruin your appetite for the main course. Would be a shame, really." The edge from her tone was dulled and seemed more along the lines of somewhat polite and professional again, lowering her hand a bit...she thought about how he was pulling the bits of silver blades from his teeth earlier...definitely had to give him credit for all that resourcefulness he displayed. ...though that hair chunk getting daintily tossed was a little nasty and part of her actually felt just a bit concerned that he may wind up feeling like a cat...hacking up hairballs and all.

Guh...she was so happy not to be him right now. Plus he REALLY needed new clothes...even if they were temporary...somehow she had to get him something, especially after being so helpful...and not stupid. In the midst of her brain cranking away during his bow, she snapped out of it when he started talking again pointing out that he didn't introduce himself. Oh crap, where the hell did her manners go! Bao Yu couldn't so much as recall a moment where she had her usual moment of introduction and mentioning they should know her anyway! Geeze...this evening and day were taking a toll on her...well...looked like he had a few titles... Why did they sound so familiar though? Maybe it was from one of her older texts about metahumans and creatures in the past...?

Oh well she'd figure it all out in due time. "That's good, Captain Mako, I don't normally grace anyone with my presence for long. I must admit, it's a treat for me as well to meet you. I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, so to make up for that...my name is Bao Yu Chao, though when having to clean up paranormal trash trying to cause a ruckus I'm usually under the title of Agent Piggy Slinger." Feeling a gentle buzz come from her wrist, she lifted it up and stared down at the screen seeing the name `BOLTON` scroll across it. "Hn...excuse me, Captain Mako."

Poking one of the buttons on the side, that similar hologram showed up of the same man...except it was a closer view of the man's face and clearly driving due to him holding a steering wheel. "Madame, I must apologize for running late. I had to gather a few things before leaving the manor. Good news is I'll be there shortly." "I forgive you, Bolton, I was kept busy by some diseased freaks in the area...so I must ask...did you by chance bring any spare clothes for me to change in and maybe something for my guest? We both look so shabby that it's almost embarrassing to be in public..." "Of course, I know your duties hardly give you a break and assumed your guest may not be dressed to impress either. I will see you soon."

The call disconnected as the sound of an armored hummer limo stopped nearby and that same man from the hologram came out of the car to open the door for the odd duo and another man in a mafia styled suit from the passenger side came out with a shotgun nicknamed as the jail breaker with special ammunition juuuust in case any creatures wanted to mess with the only daughter of the Chao family. "That's our cue, let's get going shall we?" Smiling a bit, glad at the thought of leaving this place, she proceeded to walk on over to the vehicle and motioned her hand for him to follow her. Though her smile was short lived and her somewhat serious composure returned as she glanced at the man with the shotgun as though to silently tell him `You shoot the shark man captain and I'll make you regret it.`with a death glare before getting into the spacious hummer limo and crossed her legs after getting situated. Inside there were various bottles of wine and cups as well plus a bottle of whiskey. On the seats, however, a row seemed to be full of clothes in various sizes, mostly suits and some even had a Renaissance flair to them. Though the colors were pretty much standard black and white.

Next to Bao Yu was a brief case with a pig on both flat sides which she proceeded to open up to reveal various types of ammunition for her slingshot and additional box cutters plus a sub machine gun next to a magnum handgun. Slowly she started to put her left over equipment into the brief case and let out a soft sigh. Near her which was under the briefcase were a few pairs of clothes for her to pick from such as another version of her current outfit and a pink dress with flecks of black which seemed to be similar to a ball gown in case she felt like being more suited for the environment they were going to enter. What a night this was turning out to be....

[Captain Mako]

Mako was truly impressed as the massive vehicle pulled up to them, the thing belching smoke just like all of these modern horseless carriages that were as common as dirt to the new age but were each a amazement to him. He realized with a bit of glee he would get a chance to ride in one, truly get to ride around in one of these... automobiles. The tone of his smile changed, the viciousness relaxed, the cockiness gone. It was rather the smile of a little boy inside a candy store for the first time, happy and sweet. As the door was opened he gazed around in wonder, gasless lanterns built into the inside, bottles of all kinds, seats that even he could lay down in, and piles of suits for him. As he gazed the smile flickers and he smelled his own odor. The odor of death and sea. He paused in entering and reached in grabbing a nearby suit and held up one finger.

"Hold on just a moment Princess Chaos, I have to... freshen up. One can not enter high society smelling like a pack of mutts can one?"

Whistling a old song Mako set his hat down on the ground next to the suit and approached a fire hydrant nearby. Pausing to recollect what he had seen earlier that week he untwisted the side cap with his bare hand and regarded it. Frowning for a moment he recollected the rest of what he needed to do and grabbing hold of the screw on the tip of the hydrant he twisted and sure enough water spewed forth in great quantities. Grinning he stripped off his tattered shirt and hurled it off into the distance and quickly scrubbed his flesh. His hands acting as brillo pads scraping free the particles of blood. Then with a nod he turned the screw the opposite direction and then looked up to Bao.

"Ma'am could you be kind enough to look away? I wouldn't want you to see anything your heart is not prepared for."

Standing on the harbor without fear without shame Mako pulled off his pants, not bothering with the zipper or buttons he ripped them free of his body and tossed them after the shirt. Looking down at the fine suit he tsked softly. It wasn't tailored for him, and a man his size needed tailor clothing, luckily he was used to tailoring his own clothing on the hurry. Taking the pants he pulled them up as high as he needed and buttoned and zipped them, they were tight but times like this he was glad he took after a shark in that respect... some things were more handy internal. Looking at the pant hems came up to mid shin he reached down and ripped them, the bottom of the pants ragged and torn looking less bad tailored and more badly worn. Reaching down again he took up the jacket and frowned for a moment and then clicked his teeth together. He ripped off the sleeves of the too small jacket and put it on over his bare chest as a vest. He looked down, pants and vest were higher quality then he was used to, as soft as a babies skin, but all in all it was his old look returned. Satisfied he picked up the white shirt and tie it came from and handed it back to one of the obvious body guards as he entered the limo. He reached over and picked up the bottle of whiskey as he sat down, putting his feet up on the long seat, his three toed feet were odd, each of his toes multijointed and going up to the ankle, placed together they seemed roughly the same shape as normal foot, but as he crossed his legs his toes splayed out, the webbing between them revealed and turning each foot into a flipper tipped in claws.

"So tell me, Princess Chaos, Why do you see out the forgotten Captain Mako. My time was three hundred years ago and I spent the time between then and four weeks ago floating in a chunk of ice and racing along the ocean current. What could so fine a lady need of one as low as me?"

[Bao Yu Chao]

Normally monsters just...acted how they looked and this Captain Mako fellow acted far more human and polite than any monster she had encountered. Sure, ok some had odd manners but this took the cake which was a delicious lie! Most of the time she had to put them out of their misery due to being far too hostile and that couldn't be allowed in society any longer, like playing a lethal game of euthanasia with rabid animals. Among the ammunition in her brief case, there was a pig themed glass nail file, taking of her gloves and plopping them on top of the guns, she began filing away at her nails as she glanced over to the strangest captain she had ever met. Looks like he was going to freshen up over here rather than stink up her limp. With a glint of surprise in her eye, she also acquired a new nickname, Princess Chaos? Did he misunderstand her words or was that a play on words?

Then again...even the rich girl could acknowledge that she was a bit chaotic in her methods of handling a situation...maybe it was from that? Oh well, it was better than some of the nicknames people came up with for her...more like insults. "Hn...looks like you're much more refined then I thought...alright but don't take long, Captain Mako." Saying those words in a refined, yet polite fashion that hinted off how she hoped he wouldn't take his sweet ol' time...she stopped filing her nails and wondered for a moment how in the world was he going to clean up? ...well that was answered by him approaching the fire hydrant. Did he even know how to use that thing? The guy was ancient as could be, she was almost sure they didn't have fire hydrants back then...or something...er...EITHER WAY it seemed he figured it out!

And opened it without any tools aside from his hands...interesting specimen indeed. Narrowing those sapphire optics in thought, a creature like this was definitely rare....and possibly useful. Maybe she could get him to work for her? Yes that would be really useful, having something like him on her team! How excellent it would be to have advantage under water! Getting her thoughts interrupted by the familiar tone coated 'Ma`am', her eyes widened a bit for a moment as she realized he wasn't wearing his shirt, CRAP! Feeling her face warm up as a strawberry tint invaded her cheeks, she quickly nodded before turning her gaze downward frowning in disappointment toward her rudeness by zoning out.

GOOD THING SHE AVERTED HER EYES TOO otherwise she would have seen FAR TOO MUCH according to the sound of fabric ripping. FILE FILE FILE FILING her nails to make them all even without any flaws, she observed them with complete and total GLOBAL SATURATION OCD making them as flawless as a human could. Almost looking like she was glaring at her poor nails, which was pretty much her default face, she felt like that was a job well done. Setting down the piggy theme nail file with oodles of pink back in the brief case, she starred down at everything within and thought back to her younger years. Why she became a paranormal investigator, detective, and hunter of all things...that sorta thing. The intriguing ghoulish stories that her main caretaker maid swore were based on fact. All of it was and still is pretty cool to this day and even though it was childish, she couldn't help but hope to confirm some of those stories as much as possible. Plucking out a holy hand grenade, just lightly fiddling with the extremely dangerous explosive as though it was a ball containing a small moving thing of some sort being gentle just a little stuck in her thoughts.

Lightly rubbing the ridges of its cross engraved surface. "Miss Chao, have you heard the story about one of your great grandfathers? The one who had his shipment stolen by a scary pirate?" Cooed a maid in a long pink dress with a lighter pink apron complete with one of those frilly lace bonnets sitting upon a luxurious couch with a little girl who had pink hair in a pair of looped braids complete with ribbons which ended in tiny bells. The weird thing is she had navy blue bangs. With an eager smile and a puffy black dress, she shook her head and leaned over with childish wonder to see the book in her maid's hands. "Nuh uh, Miss Olivia! Please tell me? Please?"

A chuckle came from the blond woman as she cooed out in response to her eager young mistress, "Alright...but this scary pirate was a monster-" A squeaked out GASP interrupted her as she squealed out in curiosity "Like Sassy the Sasquach?! Or or or Nessy?" Beaming with a huge smile, the woman gave her a pat on the head and couldn't help but laugh...SNAP BACK TO REALITY THANKS TO THE DOOR CLOSING! That's right, the guy who had `shotgun` and took the literacy of that nickname for the passenger seat back to it's origins by carrying a shotgun closed the door behind their sharky captain's entrance. Thus getting back into the vehicle while making a call regarding a clean up crew while getting in his side of the vehicle.

As for the driver, he got back in as well and began driving along as Mako spoke to the future heiress of the Chao empire. Placing the holy hand grenade back inside, she closed up the briefcase and watched him get comfortable, even with a bottle of whiskey. Seems like he considered himself forgotten and wound up being an ice chunk in the ocean going wherever the waves opted to take him. What did she want with him? Well that was easy....lacing her fingers together as she rested her palms upon her knee, she gave him a look over seeing how peculiar his anatomy was...no wonder those dull scientists got their mitts on him. Giving him eye contact even though it was like staring at a doll's possessed eyes, she spoke in a tone which was professional but seriously polite,

"It may make more sense if I explain my occupation to you first. You see, Captain Mako, I'm a paranormal investigator and a monster hunter as well when things get ugly to say the least. My office got word of a shark-like creature who ate humans causing a ruckus, some paranoid people commissioned me to get rid of you and my orders from the metahuman containment division of the N.Y.P.D requested that I contain any and all threats rather than use execution to solve the solution. However, upon further investigation and getting some time with you...it seems the only real fact is that you're clearly part shark. If you ate humans on a regular basis, one of us would be dead without a question. Either me or you, I don't exactly say die easily if you catch my drift. Anyway, at this point the people who tipped me off and hired me in the first place are getting a refund. I'm a business woman, not a scam artist after all. Besides, I would much rather get to know more about your background....what you contributed to history and what sort of creature you may be as well as what those scientists wanted with you. It's obvious you're not a human, Captain Mako....those lab rat peasants had that figured out."

Shrugging her left shoulder slightly for a moment while canting slightly canting her head to the right for the continuation to her words. "As long as you cooperate, I'll provide you with a room of your own, food, and clothing that fit you properly. Oh...and I'll keep you from getting taken in by the government, wouldn't want you getting dissected like a filthy little frog among a middle school science class." Narrowing her eyes slightly, she couldn't help but frown in disgust before continuing on, "Their methods could lead to your death by slicing the wrong organ in the name of science and research. I'm sure we're on the same page when I say we wouldn't want that happening. So...will you continue to cooperate with me, Captain Mako?"

With all those words, there was absolutely nothing hinting off that she was lying or anything. Truth be told she had the government intervene and from her experience that's exactly what happened. In this case, she didn't want something this interesting to die in such a pathetic way. Sure, his skin was tough but she knew those sneaky bastards had their ways and she had her's. Right now, she figured that the best route was being straight forward and not beat around the bush.

[Captain Mako]

Mako listened to her for a while, a slight crease in his eyebrows that rapidly went away, he figured she wasn't using those odd words on purpose. She wasn't talking down she was talking to him with respect probably not thinking that half the words out of her mouth were utter nonsense. He just listened to her idly taking the top off the bottle of whiskey, looking around and not finding a place to put it he tossed it into the air and caught in his mouth. His teeth flashed and the sound of glass breaking filled the air. He swallowed and then took a sip of the whiskey straight from the neck of the bottle, nodding appreciatively at the flavor he looked at the bottle with new found respect. She seemed to finish talking as Mako downed a quarter of the bottle in one swig.

He looked over to her and nodded respectably.

"Well ma'am I must admit truthfully half the words you just said were gobbidy gook to me.... well less then half. But I really have no idea what a paranormal is or how you investigate it, what a human who is meta looks like, who this N.E.P.D. Person is or why he wants me 'contained', as for the eating people charge, I will inform you I have not eaten a single denizen of this fair land. I can understand the dissection part. One of those 'lab-rats' wanted to do something he called exploratory surgery. I did not like the sound of that what so ever..."

Mako shook his head adamantly as he said the last part.

"So I declined. They told me about anesthetics but I fail to see how style would help me not feel pain. Besides from what they tell me your sawbones have come a long way but... errgggh. The idea of one of them looking at me.... no thank you very much ma'am."

He took another sip of the whiskey looking with interest around the limo, feeling the fine remains of the suit on his body and tilting his head rapidly back and forth in thought. He considered where he had been living, how much farther up on the political food chain she was then him which might come in handy, figured she could find him someplace safe he could adjust... Logic pointed out these things. The other parts of his brain he listened to more often pointed out she was amusing on various levels and was by far the most interesting person he had met since he had woken up.

"I'll need to know the particulars of this job. I mean, I don't want to find out I just agreed to scrubbing barnicles off the side of your ships, done far to much of that in my youth, it wasn't particularly fun then and I don't time has improved that... But... you are by and far the most interesting person I have met in this modern era so... as long as we come to terms I could think of far worst things then coming to work for you my dear Princess."

[Bao Yu Chao]

In the name of all things of premium and platinum value....what was his stomach made of? It was almost like glass could be as harmless as candy or something with the way he chomped open the top of the whiskey bottle! No matter, she made sure to maintain her composure since right now she was a business woman trying to make a deal. Start freaking out at the sight of something out of even her norm...which was pretty weird, was a sign of weakness and she couldn't have that! Even though he opened it like a savage, it seemed like he had a refined taste and the crunching noise got the attention of her guard looking through the window. Honestly, he wasn't sure WHY the mistress would bother associating herself with that thing...plus it was making a mess on the leather seats! In fact it was annoying, especially because he thought something that was constantly wet shouldn't be allowed in a vehicle such as this.

Disgusting...that's what he thought it was and as far as he was concerned, this fish thing should have been left to the scientists they were talking about. As for the lovely Miss Chao, she listened closely to his words and was a bit annoyed by the fact a portion of her words went in one ear and out the other. Really, she was trying her best to make it as plain as vanilla! Oh...that's right....three hundred years...such an age gap could cause trouble in the communication department. Looks like there was going to be some explaining to do which was fine and dandy since he was actually proving to be worth her precious time. Admittedly, it was a relief that he actually didn't consume any humans...who...didn't transform into werewolves...that meant she could keep him under her watch and possibly under employment without the "POLICE PALS" bothering her about it. Ah but why oh why wasn't she surprised about him being able to understand the dissection thing...scientists were rarely up to any good.

If they were still alive, she would have hunted them down herself but a useful little tragedy happened to help her with that...or she'd send some unsavory company for them to wipe them off the face of this world and a new occupation as fertilizer. Though....while she watched him take in his surroundings after yet another sip of whiskey, that mobster looking girl couldn't help but wonder what his response was to her offer. It was one he couldn't possibly refuse, right? Upon the edge of that gloriously annoying thing called anticipation, it seemed like his response was....not a flat out yes? THAT was different. Smart sharkman, wanting the details was a good trait since that meant he was capable of this thing called thinking which most individuals seemed to struggle with these days. Honestly though it was a bit amusing how he thought she would waste his talents on scraping barnacles from ships of some sort. Which apparently he had experience in doing. Certainly the people of his time where quite daft to start him off on such a degrading job!

The next part caught her by surprised to a degree since he was actually calling her interesting...well...of course she was! Bao Yu knew that for sure but she just wasn't used to people saying it in a way that was actually flattering. Feeling her eyes slightly widen, she couldn't help but wonder how many other individuals he encountered before they crossed paths. OH BUT THAT WASN'T ALL! Most certainly the unexpected happened the moment she felt her heart skip a beat in quick response to when this Captain Mako guy claimed that if they came to terms, he could think of far worse things than working for her. PLUS he went so far as to call her his dear Princess! So many firsts in so little time, how often was it that this word combo happened in her life?

Not much! Bringing a hand up over her mouth as she cleared her throat and closed her eyes for a moment, it seemed like Mr. I got a shot gun wanted to throw in a comment. "Miss, should we pull over and get some plastic for the seats? They're getting ruined because of that thing you brought in here..." Opening her eyes into a death glare that had been rumored to send chills down the spines of demons, she swiftly pulled the handgun out of her briefcase and held the `down` button for the front passenger seat window aiming for her guard. Anyone who knew a thing or two about aim would see she would have the path of the bullet for his neck, an artery to be precise.

Clicking the safety off just before speaking in a sharp, `DON'T. MESS. WITH. ME.` tone that clearly insinuated she was far from pleased with the verbal crap spewing out of his mouth, "I think it's obvious that there's two things I don't care about, the seats and you. Tch....I wonder if you thought carefully about what you said or if you just had a little accident...a slip of the tongue as they put it. If I didn't think some chump change could fix the leather seat issue, I would have told Bolton here to bring a specific vehicle. Do you understand?" Seeing how her finger was riiiiight on the trigger ready to pull...he knew she was pretty mad. Giving her a nod, she spoke in a harsher tone, "Show me you can use your words, imbecile! AND while you're at it, tell Captain Mako you're sorry for calling him a thing! I will not tolerate you talking down to someone far superior to you....one hint of sarcasm and I'll make an example of you. Now say something smart."

Quirking a brow, she tilted her chin up and spoke in a dangerously calm tone, "I'm waiting." The man began to compose himself as he looked to his mistress and said in a firm fashion that one might expect in the military from the recruits, "Yes ma'am, I will not make such a foolish mistake again." Turning his attention over to the sharkman of sorts...who...didn't seem to get any more dry...he actually spoke in a sincere manner, "Honored guest of Miss Bao Yu Chao, I apologize for calling you a thing...." "Now get back to work and only talk to me when it's actually of importance. You disgust me, maggot." After those incredibly bitter words, the suited man hired to protect her turned around with that she pushed the `up` button and once it was all the way up, a little thing that looked like a lock in the window section while lowering her gun and clicking the safety off.

"....sorry about that incredibly rude interruption, Captain Mako. He'll be having a new job assignment and pay cut as punishment." Despite the hints of lingering irritation from the prior stupidity, it was clear that she was genuinely apologizing and would make sure a job assignment and pay cut was in the fool's near future. Letting out a lovely frustrated sigh, her composure seemed to soften a bit before resting the gun back in her briefcase. "...anyway...I can promise that under my watch, you won't have to worry about any sort of surgery unless you get injured and require such extreme methods to help you recover or in the event that you may die without it. The job details are as follows...you would accompany me on various journeys that involve creatures similar to those we encountered tonight as well as when I'm trying to solve mysteries that peasants have trouble understanding...even deny being at all possible. Even though I'm fine on my own, it'll be a good way, without lab rats, to see what you're capable of. However, I'll need to host a few tests to see what your limits and capabilities are. This way I'll be able to give you the right equipment to suit your needs."

Speaking in a calm, professional tone with a lovely undertone that indicated she was being polite yet strong all at the same time. Closing up the brief case, she continued to speak while looking back to those borderline soulless eyes of his, "As for your confusion, I'll clear that up for you...a human is just a typical run of the mill person with no unique traits to their body that makes the seem like a monster or witch. The word paranormal, simply put, is usually linked to peculiar occurrences in the world...ghosts, werewolves, vampires, ghouls, demons and things of that nature are usually linked to that word. I seek out things out of the ordinary and find out more about them or if they're being too destructive...I make sure they stop. Whether it's through peaceful means, containment, or their death...a conclusion to them being a threat to society is met." Lightly tilting her head to the side, she quirked a brow and decided to make an inquiry....

"Any questions before I continue making sense of things?" Was it rude or snarky? No, not at all, she was actually being genuinely sincere to make sure he was following and got any questions out of the way at this point before she got too far. One thing was sure though, she couldn't wait to get to their destination...after the stupidity from her guard, the piggy empire's upcoming heiress REALLY REALLY needed a sundae to help mellow herself out.

[Captain Mako]

Mako blinked when the guard mentioned the seats getting wet, he wandered what the big deal about that was... but being called a thing he had been about to deal with it somehow. He didn't know how, not being much for thinking too far ahead of things. He probably would have had to sit up to do it so he had been glad when Bao had dealt with it. Plus he got to see more new snazzy things the world had now. Little windows that moves when you touched spots in the car. It was fascinating to watch this new magic .... this technology. As he perked up his head to watch the window move he watched as the princess pulled a gun. His eyes widened. It was also one of the new ones. The ones that could fire out multiple bullets without reloading! No ball cotton, no packing gunpowder, and they worked in the rain! Wonderful. He wondered if he would get to see this one used. But his thoughts were interrupted by her... defending him. Not only defending him but... complimenting him? Calling him superior? He blinked a bit, it was honestly the first time someone had defended him like that.

"Honored guest of Miss Bao Yu Chao, I apologize for calling you a thing...."

Mako shrugged.

"Eh no problem. At least you didn't call me a demon or Satan or something like that. Tis a good day when someone merely calls me a Thing."


If Mako was bothered everytime someone called him name he would never stop ripping out people's throats. But he smiled as Bao started explaining the situation, he would be called upon to help her out in her investigation. Her assistant and sometimes against others an assailant. He chuckled at the play on words in his head as she continued. A few tests it seemed were in order but he supposed most equipment in this world was not made for someone like him. He understood that well enough, and he would be against things he wouldn't need to hold back against. He looked up and regarded the ceiling as she asked if there was any questions. He looked at her and tilted his head.

"Princess, if I interrupt you right now with questions we might be here for the next ten hours or so, this new world baffles me... and I have been having a blast every moment. Each moment is like a breath of fresh air. Interesting and fun to boot. And then there is you. Standing there and capable of from what I see of like most nobles I knew were capable of. Sitting on your butt doing nothing but flopping around and being engaged in petty stupid thoughts. Instead... you seem to want to do something, something very interesting, something very not boring. You track me down, specifically me and ask for my help.... well it would be dreadfully boring to say no... so I will accept what you have proposed. On a few conditions. One. I don't do contracts. I will help you out as long as the situation amuses me so don't try to get me to sign papers. I can read and write it's just contracts are of no interest to me. I will give my word as who I am that I will do the best I can for what I can. Two. Meat. I will need it everyday. If I don't get enough meat in a couple of days I find my thoughts turning towards.... thoughts you might not want me straying towards."

His mouth opened slightly, saliva coating his fangs and gathering in drops slowly extending from the tips of the razors he called teeth.

"Finally... I want you to teach me about this age of technology. Cars, Lights that don't need oil, magic boxes that have pictures in them!"

He flung his empty hand over his head as he took a drink to celebrate.

"I WANT TO KNOW IT ALL!"

He grinned like a child at the circus, gazing at the wonders of his new life.

[Bao Yu Chao]

Catching the comment about how at least her guard didn't call him a devil or something, she couldn't agree more. Even in the midst of her anger and some of the cloudiness in her mind, she did her best to remain CLARITIN CLEAR as clear as possible. Especially when the shark mutant whatever he was spoke and he had a point. They were both from two completely different time frames and even life styles. A plethora of questions could be born of such a combination...bit by bit she would try to answer his questions or what could be potential inquiries. Being someone who literally hunted for answers, she knew how important it was to figure out why or what something is when it remains nothing more than a curious mystery inhabiting the world. Though...she couldn't help but think back to when at the corner of her eye...it seemed like this Captain Mako fellow was confused at her defending him.

Huh...it couldn't be the first time someone actually stood up for him, could it? Oh well, there was no time to think about such things. Returning her attention back to the conversation, it sounded like he was truly happy to be in this time. Errrr...then...then he brought up her...?! Sure, of course the pig empire heiress knew of her importance in the world but it was rare for people to actually acknowledge it out loud. Once again she couldn't help but silently agree, instead of sitting around on her pretty little butt, aside from actual business meetings, she not only chased after her hopes and dreams for life but also captured them at some point...or at least tried her best to grasp them. WELL! The best news of all was that he sounded more than willing to accompany her on the crazy adventure of her life!

Sure, ok she was supposed to capture him and slam him into a jail cell at first but the deviation from her initial mission was an unexpectedly good bonus. Of course, there seemed to be a few conditions, all based on an honor system rather than legal documents...and...geeze those were easy to fill so far! Life was dullest in dreamless slumber or days when things were extremely peaceful, an easy thing to accomplish considering the way he spoke earlier amusement was important. The additional solid condition was simple as could be...to keep his carnivorous side at bay with lots and lots of meat. Her family DID have plenty of pork thanks to the business, and getting other meaty foods was always a cake walk! Good thing too since it sounded like his appetite could go a little crazy without enough food. Admittedly, she did worry JUST a little when she could see his hunger was getting to him during the demo.

Ok...worst case scenario her guard gets eaten for being an idiot and she lives on thanks to being a form of entertainment. Now, the last and final request seemed like it would take a while to accomplish but still a task the lovely Miss Chao considered simple. Cracking a small bit of a smile to the point where it wasn't very noticeable aside from how it seemed as though her edge was softened a bit. Wait...something was amiss as he seemed to have a celebratory drink while wearing such a cheerful grin: no money was asked of her...only items? Then again those items, in their own way for most cases did require money to a degree.

"My precious daughter...remember this and you'll get far...people will always want to use you for money or free things. That's why those horrible girls were nice to you and didn't bother to see you anymore when they got what they wanted. To the world, you're a sponge that will be wrung out, not someone who can make friends." The younger girl with her pink locks who looked like she was only in elementary school hugging onto a cow doll stared up at her father with those sorrow filled sapphire optics rimmed with tears. "W-why...? I want f-friends too...like th-the peasants...they seem so happy...Miss Olivia...Miss Olivia is my friend isn't she?" Resting her chin on the cow doll's head, the shadowed man lifted his large hand from the luxurious armrest and pat her on the head. "You don't need friends when you have money. Miss Olivia is only here because I pay her...if I stopped paying her she would leave to find money elsewhere. You're a rich girl in a beggars world, as long as you have money you will have happiness." Sniffling a bit as she hid her face with the doll, she mumbled to herself "Money...it's all I need...I won't be...alone without money..." "Don't worry, I'll get you a real friend soon..." Looking up with a small bit of hope, she mumbled with a wishful tone laced in sorrow offering a small smile, "Th-thank you..."

Bringing her palm up to her head, ignoring the slight twinge of pain, she just kept mentally reassuring herself that a friendless life was alright...it was all about partnerships and business. Concealing that painful little memory moment with a snicker, she tucked her hair behind her ear while speaking in her business woman fashion, "Simple, all of it is simple since I'm so rich. It's always good to have some conversation during dinner so I'll hit two birds with one stone in our on going agreement." Tucking her hair behind her ear for a moment as she looked out the window to see one of their stops for the evening which was clearly an upscale restaurant attached to an equally fancy hotel. Grabbing onto a folded up dress and sliding her briefcase in the folds of it as the hummer limo was brought to a stop at the entrance, one of the men who looked as though they were with the secret service came on up and opened up the door. Donning even sunglasses to match his suited look, he glanced at the two with a straight face then set his gaze toward Bao Yu, "We've been expecting you and your guest, Miss Chao. Please, do come in..."

Turning her attention to the suited fellow, she nodded then shifted her gaze back to good ol' Captain Mako and spoke in a professionally mellow yet polite tone, "Go with him and I'll meet up with you soon...I can't show face in there without getting cleaned up..." Clearly, she had a huge honor issue when it came to being among fellow members of high society, but she always had to make a good appearance! "...so please make sure you order your food and I hope you can excuse me, Captain Mako." Lightly bowing her head a bit for a moment, she figured it'd be best to wait before running off like Cinderella or something. Even she knew it was rude as hell to scamper off without properly excusing herself!