Rat tat tat tat……rat tat tat tat…..rat tatatatat….
" Boss why are we even here?, theres no point in it...we could be at Gera'Sey, we have plenty of bars there and theres always that girl whos working on the easter-". Penny put a finger to his guards lips. " Less talkie talkie more drinky drinky". With that he raised his cup of (highly irished) coffee and brought it to his lips. Terrible stuff this coffeee. Tasted like muck. Even with the alcohol floating around it. Despite not wanting to listen to those useless mechinations of the staff, the guard was right. There was no pioint in being here when he could easily be in Gera'Sey enjoying the sounds and...sights. Coffee cup went right back up to his lips when he thought of that. In truth he didn't know why he was here of all places, drinking coffee of all drinks. He moved his right hand down and brought up a newspaper, openiong it up and reading away at the column on the agony aunt section. Those stories were always good for a laugh. " You using the sport section?". Asked his guard. Penny moved down the paper. Exposing his eyes over the tip of the page. " No....here you go". Removing the sports section from his paper and passing it over the table. The guard looked at it and gave out a small smile. Seemed that even among his own kind the males for the most part seemed into sports. He shook his head and got back to reading his own sections. Hunger for " my second cousins husbands sister is pregnant with my dogs baby stories satidsfied he moved onto the corporate news. Little mention of Kyro Corp however things had been going fine in the building. Despite having gone off the grid he was technically still working for them. After all his employer was not Shiori. But in fact her family. A family she wanted protection from. An amusing thought.
" Damn...baseball just isn't what it used to be....it got boring after they banned steriods...".
Penny lowered his own paper again, eyes peeking over the top. Letting out a slightly disinterested. " Oh?". The guard gave the briefest of nods and continued his little talk. " Yeah I mean I don't know about other people but I personally would much rather see a junked up meat machine who can whack a ball into the stratus-sphere . Than a stringy armed human who looks like he could barely lift his own weight...I mean half thefun of the old games was seeing what player could outroid the next...it was just really funny...and god the roid rages on the park". Penny's eyes,still distiinterested. Slitted slightly. "..Yes...hm...I can see how that would be entertaining". hHe took another drink of his coffee and then placed the paper DOWN. After a few more momnets of dreadfully uncomfortable silence between them both, the guard non chalauntly looked at his watch and yawned. " Alright boss, I'm gonna call it a night". Penny just let out a mild nod " Who is taking over for you?". The guard though for a second and then answered. " Jonah". Penny nodded. Good. Jonah was the guard that liked to shadow him rather than make it obvious he was a guard. For all intents and purposess unless something went horribly wrong tonight then the Oni wouldn't even make his presense known. He only spent a few more moments, finishing off this cup of coffe and then standing up to pay. He was just waiting on his bill when he pulled out a cigarette and just as he lit it up. The waitress on staff informed him that he couldn't smoke inside. He stared into her eyes. And he didn't know if it was something to do with the annoying pitch of her tone, or the alcohol he'd consumed along with his coffee. But his next move was one that for the most paart was rather odd for him. His face remaining blank. He grasped her at the wrist. Removed the freshly burning cigarette from his mouth. And pushed it down onto the back of her hand. The girl winced in pain and went to scream. But when her eyes met his own. She seemed to freeze. He held that cigarette there and slowly let out the words. " Well....I suppose you'd do best to stop then...hmm?". Her hand was trembling but she still didn't try to move away even as the smell of burnt flesh entered his nostrils. He lifted the cigarette. Flicked it away. And then quickly, and carefully. Snapped her neck like a twig.
It had occured before he had even thought of why he was doing it. It just seemed like the appropriate course of action. Taking another cigarette and lighting it up. He took a draw before. a figure stepped out from the shadows. It was Jonah, Penny looked over at the man who said nothing. He looked over at the body of the waitress. And gave a brief nod. Indicating he'd clean up the scene. Tkae care of the body. The evidence. The way this particular Oni had operated in the past it was clear that he had some history with taking care of these black operations. Keeping things secret. Keeping things safe. Jonah placed down the shutters after him,closing up shop for today. Penny walked into an alleyway, and underwent his transformation. Gaining wings and taking to the skies.. He landed for now in the lower commons. Night out wasn't yet complete. Jonah would catch up with him soon enough.
A bus passing by as he walked out of the alley all demon, as the bus passed he was back in his human form and looking around this crap hole wondering just where he'd be going next. Strange as it may have been, his random wanderings somehow landed him in some sort of old fashioned strip club. All face paint and no tits. It wasn't very much fun but the drink was cheap and good enough. Although he kept getting odd glances from the locals. At some point, he didn't quite know which. The alcohol he had been consuming in the night finally began to effect him. And that whole drunken memroy haze they talk about kicked in. Within seconds he found himself going from the main seat at the bar. To playing cards with a bunch of guys who had before been giving him the stink eye. They were all laughing now around him. He wondered what he had said or done to actually earn this laughter. Then he looked down and realised he wasn't wearing a shirt. He raised an eyebrow at this. Was it strip poker?
Irrespective of it, again that drunken haze passed over and he found himself in a car. Still shirtless with a bunch of the guys who had been laughing but now had stern faces on. He looked up blankly trying to figure out just what the fuck was going on. Before he knew it he was in the middle of a friggen gunfight. It had gone from coffee to murder. To drunken cards and gun fights among humans. The worst thing about it though was that he had an absolutely pounding headache. And that wasn't helped at all by all the loud banging going on. With little care for the rest of them he faded into the darkness using his shadow teleportation spell. Appeared behind those who had been shooting at the guys with the cards. And used his hand to hand combat skills to disarm them. Then snap their necks. At last there was some silence as he was...strangely led back to the car. Once again. Blank drunken haze. This time sitting down having a cigarette with a guy in a black suit. A little pain on his back. It seemed someone was doing something.
Out like a light again. He woke up on the table of the bar. Jonah sitting next to him. Still shirtless. Jonah pointed a cigarette. " Nice tattoo by the way...". He raised an eyebrow. Tattoo? What friggen tattoo? The night began to rush back at him like a rough drug induced alcohol poisoned dream. Seemed that the nights bindge and gun fight had some sort of lasting effect on the citizens of the lower commons even though he didn't have a friggen clue what was going on. He got on his shirt and his jacket in good enough time for two men to come out from the back of the establishment and pat him on the back. Making comments about how he did well. Now if he could just figure out what the hell he did....everything would be fine.Feeling a slight buldge in his pocket he removed his wallet and found that someone had stuffed some more money into it whilst he was asleep. Which was a direct contradiction to what was normally the case with these sorts of things. Giving up on trying to find an answer. He and Jonah headed out of the place...
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Completed: Yakuza Runner
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