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                                          THE ELDEST SON                                           Independent OC

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{{ hello everyone, I’m not going to be online this weekend since there is a comic con here! I’ll be back sunday evening at last! Bye!

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{{ hello everyone, I'm not going to be online this weekend since there is a comic con here! I'll be back sunday evening at last! Bye!

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The Bar Scene [Flirting] - Send my muse one for their reaction!

"Can I buy you a drink?"

"I haven't noticed you here before, you don't come here often do you?"

"Are you really here alone? Want some company?"

"I'm sorry, I noticed you from across the bar and I felt the need to say hello."

"So, what will you be drinking?"

"I just had to point out that you are definitely the cutest here tonight."

"Would you like another one of those once you're finished drinking it?"

"Hi, I've not been in here before. Is it a nice environment usually?"

"Do you have any plans after this?"

"Would you like to go somewhere more private?"

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                        {{              and its time for me to go to bed. see you guys tomorrow.

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kabuxthexyakuza | ofdeity | corrupitquepuritas

                        +                  It was a late Thursday night as the leader of the infamous Pytts, sat at the bar of a small club. He had been there for business and it had a positive outcome fortunately. Business partners who were loyal and ‘truthful’ were hard to find. Though, truth in this world was not something that existed. They both lied, gave each other fake smiles, laugh about stupid jokes and give each other a hand in denial. Yeah, you never knew who to trust, so Vincent would see what would come of it, or not. They had two weeks time to prove themselves and then the Pytts would gave them a nice visit.

However, that meeting was over and now he was sitting at the bar. It was interesting how people could be read so easily. With his observant mind he could almost think what the person it question thought of, or how they felt. Insecure. Sexy. Overconfident. Excited. Nasty. Nauseous. Simple creatures. When the maroon haired male turned his head, he saw a person sitting a few seats away from him.Taking a sip from his water, no alcohol for him, he tried to read the other, however this was a challenging one. Interesting. Vincent stood up, what had he to lose tonight? Nothing. Might as well enjoy his night alone. “Evening.” He took the seat next to the stranger and looked at them, “What’re you drinking?” Then glanced at the glass in front of them. Might as well chat someone up, huh?

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                        +                “Good.” He leaned onto the desk and turned the pages of the file he had shown Leon earlier. “They’re often in a club called, Star Doom. It’s in the middle of LA and very popular. They always come down there every friday night, 8PM. That member is usually seen with another guy, apparently he’s a member too.”

Leon’s smirk showed up. Boss knew how to work with it, having that free green light felt so good. “I’ll do as you said. I’ll get them to speak and save some nice talk for you with their top monkey.” He was so ready for it, blood rushing. “Were they spotted in any different area besides downtown?“

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                       +                Walter was someone he could read quite well out of the bunch of gang members. It must be because he had known him for so long already. Had it not for him being the brother of the former leader, Walter would’ve taken over. He had potential but he would also be merciless and violent. Too violent which could mean the end of the Pytts.  “Exactly.” Walter knew what he was talking about. Obviously, being the one who’s been in gangs the longest out of the bunch. “I want to know why they’re here and what they want. After that, we’ll get rid of them.”

—-His eye observed the pictures, a small smile overcoming his features as he looked down at them. “Well, we all know swords mean nothing against bullets.” The male raised his head to look at the other, his expression making it more than apparent what he wanted to do. “And now they’re causing us trouble, so we’re going to sort them out?” Oh, this was going to be fun.

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                       +               The maroon haired male took a sip from his coca cola can and continued walking. One hand was stuffed in the pocket of his leather jacket whil the other held onto the tin can. A cigaret was tugged behind his ear as he continued walking to wherever his destination was. He just wanted to get out of the headquarters. Clear his mind. That was until he got stopped and a dark haired male basically pressed a paper in his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the picture. Observing it before shaking his head shortly. “No.”

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{ ރ } — Wandering around aimlessly was getting him nowhere. A low groan escaped him as he pulled out the slip of paper that was assigned to him, reading the description once again: Humanoid with long black hair. Looked normal at first but suddenly grew claws, wings and a sickening grew before chowing down on their prey. He was finding nothing useful right now, seeing as there was no mess. So maybe his best option was to ask around. So, he went to the nearest person he could find and showed the paper to him.

     “Have you seen anyone around here with traits like this?”

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"Who gave you that black eye?"

                        +              “Some fucker I passed down the road.”

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“I could always just kill them…”

                        +                    “ ‘course you can. However, killing them wouldn’t get us to their leader. Kill them after they told the truth, until then you have permission to torture them and get rid of the bodies.”

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thestolenroad “Great, so you don’t care then? Because I’m hungry and this stuff looks good.” He says while holding up what looks like rotten dairy products.

                       +               “You should ask that corpse in the living room.” Vincent had killed the guy last week, now he was searching through his belongings for a certain kind of evidence. Odd how..this..homeless person ended up here, then again the window was broken so he could’ve easily sneaked in.