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Kitty kat dealer...he's a cutie....this is Kyle's hell.
@lovely complex
At last, the time has come to unleash my secret weapon! Muhahahaha!


I wasn't expecting that, well played.
"No can do, cowboy. Me sleeping in your bed would probably piss him off too. Haven't you seen a horror movie?" 'Would she be disppointed if I admitted I'm a little bitch when it comes to horror? he pondered before dismissing the thought as she continued, "It's non-negotiable, Kyle. I sleep on your couch at your place or the hostel. Your pick."

Damn...harsh. She gave him the ultimatum, but answered his questions first, she told him that she was just closing up and exclaimed when he asked about the flannel, "Oh, right!" She pulled keys from her pocket giving them to Kyle, "It's upstairs in my bedroom, I think probably by the bed. It's sort of a mess, but the dishes are clean, which is the important part. You can head on up and I'll follow you after I've finished closing---."

Suddenly a third voice interrupted, "Er, sorry tae bother ye, mates." Kyle turned to face the newcomers, a petite girl with long hair and a fairly thick irish accent, she's the one that spoke, there was another person with her and by her side was a dog. "...But I was wondering if ye have any Jasmine and Orchids? A friend of mine 'as a birthday comin' up."

Nori began explaining about the flowers until she was distracted by the dog coming over. She kneeled down to pet the canine as it came to greet her, "Sorry we look like drowned rats, we had an accident with the water hose," she turns to wink at Kyle. Again she covered his butt and he was pretty thankful for that, a bashful smile crossing his lips as he goes to scratch his neck. The dog suddenly seems curious in the new individual next to Nori as Moose comes to sniff at Kyle. He too crouches down in front of the beast and extends the back of his hand to allow the dog to come to him first, cautiously it leans forward and sniffs before licking Kyle's hand.

"There's a good boy," he begins before vigorously showing Moose some love, petting the animal, scratching him and giving firm pats on the sides. Lost in the moment Kyle suddenly reverts back to English, "(Who's a good boy? You are! yes you are! Yes. You. Are!)" Various other sounds begin to emerge from Kyle's throat as he plays with the dog, everything from playful growls to something along the lines of herp and derp. Moose seems to enjoy the attention as far as Kyle can tell.

Suddenly a cold shiver runs up Kyle, he really needed to get the flannel. Saddened he'd have to part with the dog, he says his goodbyes, "Well moose, I need warm clothes, it was nice meeting you, keep it real dog." He gives Moose another firm scratch behind the ears before standing up and looking over at Nori, "I'll see you upstairs." He smiles, tempted to peck her on the cheek, but thought better of it while she was being all professional right now. He nods to the newcomers before making his way out the store and towards Nori's apartment door. Before entering the wall catches his attention, there's a giant hole in it, the same giant hole that Nori had showed him on her phone; he tries not to think about it before unlocking the door and heading inside.




9:30 PM, Kyle's Apartment

'Why in the fuck did I agree to do this?' Kyle thought, pale horror masking his face as he stared at the end credits to the movie they had just watched. Everything was going pretty well, after Kyle retrieved his shirt and Nori closed up the store, they had gone to the super mart to get some food, Kyle having offered to make the blonde haired DJ a delicious meal*. After checking out and returning to the apartment, Kyle cooked dinner and both agreed to watch a movie while eating. Kyle pulled up redflix and Nori got to pick the movie (since she was the guest), in her quest she had stumbled upon some horror film "When It Rains, It Pours". The movie was one of those "based on a true story" types all about 'The Weatherman', Nori insisted upon it for the sake of 'research'.

Kyle...reluctantly agreed and was now regretting having watched it, judging by Nori's face, it looked like she was regretting the decision as well.

@Narcotic Dollie

@IrishAngelQueen What kind of dog is moose? I didn't see it on your cs.
@Daxam is right, Zac does have magic, he wouldn't even need to duel, he'd just send yutaro to the shadow realm and be done with it XD

@Takashi

Name: Leonello de'Medici
Blood: Pureblood
Age by appearance: 27
Immortal age: 298
House: N/A
Rank: Freelance Spy
Short bio: Lorenzo was born in Italy in the 16th century during the height of the Renaissance. He was inducted into training at a early age to become an assassin spy and quickly climbed the ranks in his order. It was only one day after reporting back from a particularly difficult mission, that his 'benefactors' captured him and planned to execute him to hide any loose ends. It was then that Lorenzo was visited by a powerful vampire who offered him the chance of revenge and a 'gift' to exact it. Although he almost initially refused, his anger got the better of him and he accepted, allowing the vampire to 'turn' Lorenzo.

Able to execute his revenge, the vampiric powers that filled him enhanced his already lethal skills and he was able to deftly execute his benefactors, and the order they had created. When his work was done and his blood lust satisfied, the stranger was gone, left to his own devices, Lorenzo wandered the earth to continue to hone his skills in espionage. Every so often though, a voice tickles the back of his mind, a voice he cannot forget and one he probably never would; the voice whispers.

"You serve only me now..."

Lorenzo is the perfect combination of snarky and calculating, using his wit and guile to woo, intimidate or persuade individuals in giving him the information he wants. If all else fails however, he's not afraid to get his hands dirty and cut a few appendages or puncture someone's kidney if need be. He's considered a bastard among vampires since he walks a lone path and doesn't give a damn about it, only those who know with whom the blood he shares are able to tolerate his existence and even at times, use his skills (for a price).
@MyCatGinger have gone stand there and look pretty, Shou's milkshakes will bring all the ships to the yard.
@lovely complex I finally made my CS, let me know what you think.
"Kyle Elizabeth Parker, are you using me being possibly stalked by a murdering maniac to get me into bed with you? I didn't know you had it in you, cowboy," He could feel his face growing harder as she insinuated such ulterior intentions, and even though from her smile he could tell that she was teasing, she definitely got him hot under the collar.

"Shit Nori, I know we've only seen each other for a couple o' days, but you gotta give me more credit than that." He scratched his neck bashfully.

"Alright, if you're sure it's alright, I'll crash at your place tonight, but I'll sleep on the couch! Serial killers always go after the people who are doing it and I would very much like to make it out of this alive." She leaned down and kissed his nose, the small gesture causing Kyle to smile softly at the blonde DJ.

"Sounds good, but I'm going to have to be selfish and take the comfier sleeping spot tonight and insist you sleep in my bed, sorry," Kyle stands up and takes Nori's hand to help her up, smiling he walks over to the mirror and begins to the peel the bandage apart, "So, two questions, first, do you have to work much longer?" While Kyle didn't want to directly say it, he couldn't exactly imagine that working in a place where a murderer could have been was exactly...safe; especially since he kills on rainy days. Carefully he applies the bandage to his nose and inspects himself in the mirror, "Huh...kind of look like those anime characters with the bandaged noses"

Turning to Nori he asks the second question, "And you wouldn't happen to have my flannel from last night would you?" Kyle wasn't feeling particularly comfortable in his wet clothing, the cotton sapping all the warmth from his body for the sole purpose of drying itself; greedy bastard cotton.
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