Money on the Table (open)

[venom]

Venom smirked to himself as he gracefully sauntered around the dingy pool table, it was in poorly kept shape. However, that wasn't surprising given the absolute dive bar he was in. He liked these places, you could really rip off the patrons and you might be in for a good fight or two if you really wanted. As usual, Venom looked immaculate. His sleek white hair covering all but one side of his face, showing his soft, delicate features and one of his teal eyes. He was wearing a suit with a long tailcoat, all in crisp white without a single stain. "You can forfeit if you so wish. I'd say you might keep a bit more money if you do so." He spoke quite softly in his posh accent, it was obvious he didn't belong in such a dirty place. Venom gripped his pool cue before staring at the patron once again. "Are you quite sure? I'll make this shot easily and you'll have lose another 100. I'm a fair man, no sport in winning against someone inferior to myself." he said, staring up at the man as he readied a shot.

"Yeah, yeah. Just take the shot, fancy boy." the patron seemed quite aggravated. Effortlessly Venom potted every ball on the table with a single shot from the cue ball. "I think you've lost enough for one day... Want a drink? It'll be on me" Venom sauntered to the bar, leaning over it almost serpent like. "Red wine, please. Don't let it be cheap hobo garbage. I know the difference." Venom spoke as he stood back up to his full height, taking the glass in his hand afterwards. He tilted the glass to his soft lips before he suddenly saw one of the pool balls smash into the glass, covering the front of his coat and staining it crimson. "I've gone all day without a stain on my clothing and now this..." Venom struck a death glare to the man who was in the direction of the ball. "Give me my cash back, you prissy bastard." the vulgar man was yelling at the top of his lungs. Venom sighed, rolling his blue eyes and in one motion tore his vest and shirt, leaving him in a small white jacket, covering his arms and back. "I'll give you five seconds to leave." he spoke out, almost with a growl as he walked up to the patron who kept his cavalier attitude by making lewd gesture "It's been five seconds." Venom said, mockingly looking at his watch before twirling his pool cue and bringing it into the man's head. Suddenly the man fell to the ground, twitching and writhing. Venom was unrelenting, bashing in the man's head over and over with the calmest of looks upon his face.

[deldar]

A supersonic crackle rang throughout the nigh-desolate streets of the New York outskirts. Said crackle was less of a sonic boom, but more of a continuous noise that denoted something traveling very very fast, propelled by said crackle. Infact, the object was going so fast, that as soon as it took to notice it, it halted, apparently ending juuuuust outside of the bar door. Then, a sharp and brutal noise was heard, as though two large, unwieldy broadswords were being sheathed by some sort of gigantic knight. It was around this time a low hum that had always been there seized, it's absence possibly allowing those whom had not noticed it to finally do as much.

Within a few minutes, a figure in a blackish-purple jumpsuit covered with what could only be described as armored plates walked through the door. The figures raven hair would be the only facial feature that could be gained from his appearance, for his face was obstructed by a large, astronaut-like helmet. Calmly, he walked towards a pool table, noticing the tall, white-haired man was beating the bartender savagely with a pool stick. He chuckled to himself, as he leaned a bit on the table.

"Oh, please try not to beat the bartender too badly...At least let him get me a drink or two before he expires."

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Bars were so filthy, disgusting and filled with insanity...JUST LIKE HOME SWEET HOME! The demon nurse just about wanted to hug herself with the warm, fuzzy nostalgia her possessed human heart felt at the very moment she thought about how nice it was to be so close to home. HOWEVER! She resisted the hug herself urge like a boss. It was never really THAT far away to begin with considering the sinners had a tendency to feel like demons she had once known from what felt like so very long ago. Those crazy winter white locks of hers swooshed and swayed with her every movement guided by a clack tap step. Today wasn't very different from any other, she had to find quite a few fellows redamaging their shiny new livers and kidneys to repossess what's rightfully hers...or..the hospitals. Besides, taking their souls in the process would be quite lovely!

Like a maraschino cherry swimming around some kinda delicious beverage filled with sugary goodness. Wearing a low v-neck nicely complimenting her large rack bust below a thick white choker around her neck, silk white dress adorned with red rose designs here and there complete with matching red high heel boots not to mention a pair of elbow high gloves plus her dress had kinda poofy sleeves that ALMOST made it look oriental...it seemed like she was just a fancily dressed lady rather than a demonic organ stealing nurse. Flashing off a seductive smile as she opened up the door to the booze slinging establishment...it DEFINITELY didn't seem like she belonged there but hey, the guys in purple jumpsuit things were definitely pretty out there too. Plus that guy with white hair and an egyptian looking eye stained into it didn't exactly scream "I BELONG HERE!" too...well...actually that pool stick made him seem like he was at home sweet home. A home where bashing someone's head repeatedly with a pool cue was normal...hm...he felt familiar. VERY familiar...the man getting his pretty little head bashed in anyway...while the fellow who's face was difficult to see due to some sort of helmet spoke...she tried to figure it all out.

WHY OH WHY-HEY! That man was housing organs she required and a soul she wanted to call for her very own! Walking as though she was some sort of model on a cat walk, she delicately held up a hand with a sweet tone that seemed like the amber eyed woman could give someone DIABEETUSS diabetes, "Oh I am sorry to interrupt, but could you do me a favor and not damage this naughty organ thief's liver? You see he stole it from me and-" LOW AND BEHOLD! Her words were rudely interrupted by an extremely drunken "Hey baby...y'look like ya could use mah company tanight"

OH! What a familiar voice and aura! Holding up her finger as though to silently tell them `One moment, please! <3`, she reached into the gap exposing a bit of her excessively large boobies cleavage to pull out a syringe between her fingers and looked over her shoulder cooing out toward the drunk, perverted imbecile. "Mmmm...why hello there...yes you could, you rude little sweetheart~...but not the sort of company you want..." Licking her lips as though they might be cherry flavored, with a flick of the wrist and over her shoulder, VOOSH went the syringe only to land and inject itself into the completely drunk man's eye like a dart thrown with deadly precision. It was like he wanted to scream but decided to collapse instead and take a nap causing the syringe to go in a little further. Turning her attention back to the men who stuck out like a sore thumb then continued to speak in her sweet tone again, "Some people just don't have manners...anyway...I'm here to take back what's rightfully mine~"

[venom]

Venom's arms slowed down as he stared at the now unconscious man. Suddenly, some armoured guy came walking in like he owned the place. Seemed that all the crazies wanted this bar tonight. Well, whatever this guy's deal was, he really needed to leave Venom's business to himself. "Look, this isn't your fight. And this isn't the bartender, I wouldn't dare lay a hand on him. Who else would pour me sub par wine that's likely watered down?" Venom smirked, turning his head before another voice caught his attention. A woman who seemingly had something to do with this scumbag, that his liver wasn't to be harmed. Venom twirled gracefully around to give these two newcomers his full attention, grabbing the nearby bar rag to wipe his prized pool cue clean. After all, you need to keep your weapon in tip top condition. Venom stood in his usual graceful stance, one knee bent with the tips of his foot resting on the ground, the other flat. It complimented his slender yet well built frame.

However, the second he turned his attention to the others around, the lady seemingly killed a random perverted drunk with a syringe to the eye. There was a certain grace that emitted from her movements. While she was of no attraction to him, Venom couldn't help but admire the ruthless acts mixed with graceful movement. It really was a sight to behold. Venom smirked to himself, feeling that if someone could kill with that much precision they must be good company. After all, people with such assassination skills really ought to stick together. Venom's stance was a bit more relaxed now, he clicked his fingers automatically making the chalk from the pool table float to his hands via his telekenesis on small objects. A power taught to him by the assassin's guild.

"This man has your property? I am a gentleman after all, feel free to take back what you want. He's of no use to me any more." Venom smirked to himself as he chalked the tip of his pool cue, his eyes still on the heavily armoured individual. Most of the patrons had scattered now, leaving the cowering barman, Venom, this lady in white and finally the big armoured man. He looked to be quite intimidating. However, he'd bested Ky Kiske of the Holy Order. Who could possibly be tougher than that?

((sorry it's blah, was sleepy when posting))

[deldar]

Vla'dam could never get over the irony of living in the past, the alternate universe, wherever he was. He found it infinitely amusing that mon-keigh would talk to him as though he were one of them, on their 'Holy Terra' of all places...though, what was it called in this universe? 'Earth'? No matter. It was still the birth planet of humanity, and it was still a hilarious place none-the-less. That these mon-keigh felt they could talk to him like another person, like another Eldar...ignorant, amusing, and terribly out of place. Yet still, he was in their house, he had to humor them to live comfortably within their world. He man made passing reference to 'Watered down wine', giving Vla'dam the impression that the drinks here were bad by even human standards...how...disgusting. Still, he found the man to be oddly dressed by human standards, with a peculiar choice of weapon...he looked like a Harlequin dancer, one of the fierce warriors of the Black Library, or at least would have if his outfit had been multicolored...

Then, the woman walked in with a graceful, Tau-like wardrobe upon her slim form. Well, slim with the exception of the very very large mammary glands that seemed out of place upon her to the alien...reguardless, he only paid her notice when he got a sort of...unnatural vibe from her. It was similar to when a daemon or chaos sorcerer stood near you, but not quite that...she seemed more than her race in some minor way, leaving him to believe this was one of the few mon-keigh psykers that populated the galaxy at large...still, his eyes followed the human's form as it did perhaps one of the most alluring and attractive things he'd seen a mon-keigh do in recent history. She reminded him of the haemonculi in her brutal and efficient take down of the bar patrons...first the syringe, then the dart...

'How interesting...'

Then, the man in white spoke up and talked to the woman in a polite sense, more polite than he had adressed his superior being prior...he had some sort of respect for the woman, and while Vla'dam knew it was custom to be more polite to women in Human society, he spoke with a true appriciation...he respected her abilities. He was a killer too.

Like him.

"...I must admit, I am inflatulated with your technique, madam. Might I ask what sort of concoction that is? I've heard chloroform is popular around these parts...perhaps a blend of rufies? Or...no no no...Those don't look the part. You seem far to classy for these common poisons..."

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

OH WHAT WAS THIS! The kind gentleman with an Egyptian-esque eye PROBABLY dyed on his pretty white locks was going to just let her have the liver and be on her merry way, how nice! The demoness wanted to give him a big ol' hug but decided against it for the time being. With all those people scampering about and making the place seem a little more chaotic...she couldn't help but feel more and more at home...HOW LOVELY EARTH WAS~! Letting out a sweet chuckle toward the man with an intriguing talent to not only bring the beat down with a pool cue but also move a little chalk by merely snapping his fingers...neat! Maybe it would be worthwhile to stick around for a bit rather than just leaving on a soul and organ collecting frenzy.

Chuckling in sheer delight at how smoothly this organ repossession was going, she clasped her hands together before resting her cheek against the back of her elegantly gloved hand while gratefully saying, "Why thank you for being so cooperative~! Normally people give me such a hard time and make things oh so very difficult on me and things get much messier than need be. You truly are a gentleman~" as though she had some sort of twistedly kind lure to her very tone. After responding to him in such a nice fashion, she couldn't help but turn her gaze toward the armored man who definitely wasn't a human still wearing the same sweet seductive smile as though he wasn't a strange sight to see. Quite frankly, she did view him as normal...or normal enough not to alter her composure. How lovely this change of pace for a day was! First the politeness from a kind man who could make beating up someone with a pool cue look good and now surprisingly sweet compliments from some creature in rather interesting armor, this day was better than chowing down on burgers with a goblin girl!

Cooing in sheer delight, she couldn't help but feel as though today was one of the best days ever...actually no this was one of the best days ever! "Ah, you have a good judge of character...don't you~? Or just extremely good taste....well no matter~! I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you..." Unclasping her hands, letting those elegant digits slide apart before reaching into her glove dwelling on the thought of a nice little scalpel from her demonic homeland as she continued to speak politely with a sweet flair to it, "Tranquilizers, only the best for my wonderful little patients making it to my operating table~! Speaking of which..."

Pulling out the scalpel with strange engravings upon the blade and hilt as though she was modeling it. "I do believe it's time for a little game of operation right now...so please excuse me for a moment it won't be long~" Walking with that same graceful movement toward the beaten scum bag organ thief and crouched down at his side easily cutting open his shirt before proceeding to cut open his abdomen and chest cavity while humming a chipper melody as though this was completely normal with a dash of fun too. Clearly to her it was, but in the midst of rummaging through his organs before quickly finding his liver and pulling it out...she looked over to the two men and actually looked as though she was curious...maybe even interested in something. Their names...she didn't know who either of them were and it seemed rude NOT to ask..."My oh my...it just dawned on me that I haven't a clue who either of you lovely gentlemen are...may we by any chance change that?" Not like she meant her words to come out as though she was on some sort of seductive flirtation frenzy while maintaining manners...but that's definitely how it was sounding due to her tone.

(Hope it's okies, a lil out of it after working on packing for my trip xD)

[venom]

Venom smirked to himself as he watched over the quite delightfully deranged woman. It was great to see someone who full gave into the most depraved of urges. After all, this lady was only taking the organs of a scumbag who likely was going to only end up dead before long anyway. Venom was a true believer in the fact that scumbags like this deserve only the worst punishment imaginable, he wasn't really a righteous type, per say. Venom was more someone who despised impoliteness and borish louts like these were the ones that annoyed him greatly. However, seeing as most of the patrons had escaped, there was quite a bit of peace.

Venom twirled his pool cue before laying it onto the bar, opening a small metal briefcase bearing the Eye of Ra before dismantling his cue and laying it inside delicately, shutting it tightly to ensure no harm will come to his prized weapon. His head twirled as he was directly spoken to by the woman. "Well, but of course. This man has your property, doesn't he? Possession is nine tenths of the law." Venom said with a smirk, politely smiling to the woman as he brushed the long white locks from his face, uncovering it. Venom's features were now showing now more than ever, his teal eyes shining at these two. Venom knew that this was going to be very interesting, they didn't seem to be hostile towards him either, which was a plus.

Venom was now leaning back as this lady explained the extent of her chemicals to the armoured man. Really, it seemed she had quite the knowledge of medicine. Possible doctor or nurse perhaps. He slumped his back to the bar and leaned his head in his hand, staring at her, trying to figure out exactly what she'll want these organs for. After all, the large armoured man didn't exactly seem to be here for any real purpose other than to be imposing, the lady was on a mission.

Venom's face now had quite a curious look upon it as he watched this woman rummage through the guts of the unlucky patron as he received his 'operation'. It was quite a sight to behold, the lady did it with such precision and such a happy go lucky demeanour. It reeked of sadistic glee, but that only made Venom feel more at home. When it came time to present his name to the woman as she so politely asked. He took a graceful bow, tilting his head upwards. "My name is Venom. It is a pleasure to meet someone so ruthless." he smirked, raising himself up after the bow to his full height.

[deldar]

The Dracon couldn't help but chuckle at 'Venom's' name. It wasn't that it was a particularly outrageous name or that it was particularly out of place-- it was just that so many things in Dark Eldar society share the same name. Venom Blades, Venom Transports, Venom Magazine, Venom-Type Reaver Bikes, The Venom, the flagship of their now-deceased Archon, etc etc etc. Musing that, while it was not the most creative nor unique name, it'd make a decent alias. The man whom stood infront of him was likely an assassin or a thug enforcer to use that sort of name, as least how he understood the mon-keigh use it. Feeling it was his turn to speak, he retracted his gold fishbowl-like helmet to reveal his face.

"Ah...not quite so creative or dignified as I thought...you seem to echo someone who deserves far better toxins! Mere tranquilizers are for the beasts, madam...least you be a zookeeper?"

The tall man's face had a slender grin plastered upon it's pale face. Upon his eyes, were two square visors glowing with faint blue light, his slick nose trailing from inbetween the two of them. Upon his face were needles and metals injected and stabbed into his scalp and skull. His face was reminisient of 'The Fair Folk', unnaturally slender and beautiful and obviously not human. Even his bone structure was marginally unfamiliar, leaving those around him that the rest of his body might be as well.

"Allow to introduce myself then. I am Vlad'am Nin'vasa, Dracon of the Kabal and servant of Commograh...not that either of you would what any of those things are. But still, it is tradition that I introduce myself as such and...well, manners are manners."

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Oh how lovely these two men standing out like sore thumbs were! Both were so very polite and refined...the very company she longed for so very long! Though the toned man with a lovely chocolate color skin tone and beautiful teal eyes....was he a model...?! Certainly looked the part with the way he was built and moved...or maybe he was an assassin? Despite popular belief, the demoness found them to be some of the most refined people society had to offer. Though this man had an air about him...an aura of sorts that felt like it was worth sticking around longer than she had originally intended as with the other one who looked like he was wearing a helmet sort of thing. Well, at least this man who could kill with a pool cue like a total class act acknowledged how to be polite and know that when something is stolen it should go to its owner where it belongs.

What was quite nice was all those bumbling idiot drunks were gone for the most part...save for the bartender hiding behind the counter...like a responsible owner! Not really but sarcasm was quite amusing. Flashing off a smile back to him in response with a sweet little "Mmmmmhmmm~". When she saw him take a polite bow and introduce him self, this guy was just radiating with classiness showing he certainly had manners! AND! He even said it was a pleasure to meet someone as ruthless as her! Letting out a gleeish, twisted giggle of sheer delight as her odd excuse of a heart felt a little bubbly about all of this, it truly was nice to be in good company. The name Venom was, in its own way, something she could see being quite suiting for him...though something told her that if she were to get him to get a contract with her the given name wouldn't work as well as a droplet of his blood.

Speaking of blood, she felt her fingertips were close to the foolish mortal's liver and....it was oh so very tainted and ruined from what she could gather and this may very well have been a waste of her time! How horrible....well his soul was going to be her's anyway. Ah but she did give attention to the fellow who chuckled at the introduction of Venom. Or...was it his name more so than the introduction? Maybe he found it to be humorous? Just about to say something, the fish bowl-like mask went up and there was his face! Certainly NOT a human at all or at least not a normal one...but the demon nurse was definitely smart enough to figure out he was certainly not of this world.

Keeping up her sweet composure, she listened with care to what the man who had very curious features said and....couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. Not as creative or dignified as he thought? How flattering! Though she had far more up her sleeve and in her shirt than tranquilizers and it was even more flattering when he said she deserved far more better tranquilizers. Such flattery tugged at her heart strings making her blush ever so slightly. Truth was she treated many patients like animals because....well...they were worthless trash in her eyes due to them being pathetic, petty organ thieves...hardly worth the good stuff. Yet his little zookeeper thing tickled at her funny bone...considering it made her wonder if she should rip this man's organ's out and replace them with some other animals'...and figure out a way to resurrect him for sheer amusement like a messed up human puppet.

Though upon looking at him for a while she felt like he was worth observing...and he introduced himself as Vlad'am Nin'vasa....apparently a servant of some kind. Perhaps it was worth looking into or learning about from him? Either way now it seemed polite to speak again since she really didn't like to rudely interrupt people unless she was going to annoy them for the fun of it all! First turning her attention to the white haired classy one known as Venom, she spoke with not only a sense of bubbly politeness...but also hints of being intrigued "Oh how lovely it is to meet you as well, Venom! I do believe we will get along quite well...maybe even go shopping together one day? You do seem to have quite the fashion sense if I do say so myself~!"

Grasping onto the liver, the organ meant for filtering out things like booze was pulled out and the woman with amber optics fused with orange and gold locked eye contact with those square visors radiating with a lovely light blue glow belonging to that of Vlad'am. "Mmmm...how very curious you are...and you sure know how to flatter a girl~! I do have far more colorful medicines and toxins than tranquilizer but it would be wasted on something so very pathetic and I may as well treat organ thieves like the dogs they are....ah...I almost got a little carried away there!" Cooing out those words, she sunk her hand holding the liver into the shadow of her crouched down form to drop the liver inside before pulling it up as though what she did was totally normal before plucking out the kidneys of this man and starred at the pair of organs for a moment before sighing gently with blood and strings of tissue dripping off of her hands. "Ah....such a pity...I have my work cut out for me later....this annoying little organ thief certainly did a number everything....what a worthless human..." That tone seemed to be sugar coated and a little less pleasant....almost like she was suppressing the urge to let her demonic urges of murder mayhem to take over. While dropping the kidney's into the shadows along with the scalpel, she pulled out a parchment that looked as though it was covered in ancient, maybe even demonic symbols before smearing her thumb across it with a devilish smile.

What was she doing, merely claiming the soul of this victim of course! OH! RIGHT! She needed to introduce herself! The parchment burnt away in a blackish orange flame with light hints of blue as she stood to her feet and shoved the body into a nearby shadow as it seemed to let out a fading...rather spine chilling scream like it was being bathed in the flames of hell itself. Batting her lashes while speaking in a tone that was quite refined after the body vanished without a trace, "Oh my! How rude of me...getting caught up in my work, not even introducing myself! I'm known by two names, Tanzanite and Kiseichu Clossiana...either will suffice and shall gather my attention in a snap~" Snapping her bloodied fingers with those cherry red lips curved into a smirk while placing the other hand upon her hip to emphasize the last portion of her words. "Nicknames work too. For example, one of my dear friends calls me Tantan~" Oh how friendly and nice the strange woman was even after disposing of a body!

[venom]

Venom's eye focused on the armoured man. It really was so rude to chuckle at his graceful introduction. After all, a man of class has to act his very best around someone so ruthless and vicious. Really, it was rare to see such a fine specimen. Maybe she might be able to help his little war with a certain Millia Rage, an assassin turned vigilante who took away the love of his life. The bitch, she was able to be a lover to the magnificent Zato-1 and decided to throw it away and kill him. Venom deeply hated Millia Rage, partially out of jealousy and mostly due to murdering the one man who could capture his heart.

Soon it was the armoured man who saw it fit to introduce himself. Well, introduce himself as well as remove his helmet to show his strange looking face. It was quite unlike anything human and different to most of the gears Venom had encountered in his entire career. No, this man was something else. It was worth keeping a close eye to make sure he didn't cause any problems. However, it seemed that this new woman mentioned about Venom's clothing. "Well, obviously my clothing is better than the lesser minions of the Assassin's Guild. Ugh, I'd hate to wear those tacky robes. But, I might have to take you up on that offer. Your outfit is quite delicious I must add." Venom said in his polite tone, grace and class positively dripping from him.

Venom was glancing at how this woman was grasping at the viscera and organs that formerly belonged to the drunken man. She noted how badly his organs were damaged and useless. It all was nothing new to Venom. He hadn't quite seen a deranged woman who loved to claim organs but it definitely wasn't one of the strangest things to the well travelled assassin. Soon, the woman decided it was her time to introduce herself, going by either the name Kiseichu Clossiana or Tanzanite. "Very nice name you have there, Miss Clossiana. It has a certain ring to it. I have to say this man's name here is a bit of a mouthful though. I will do my best to remember it Mr Nin'vasa." Venom said while casually standng in an almost seductive posture. He wasn't really trying to appear that way, it often was how he simply was. Venom's very actions often appeared like he was trying to seduce company when he was simply just there for either a job or to entertain himself.