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Smoke
Location: Middle Shopping Center



Smoke gave a soft sort of chuckle as the Skeleton rode away on his skateboard, then turned to face the others as he softly spoke to himself.
"As if I'd die so soo-" Suddenly, he stopped speaking as his eyes caught a girl with a blueish hew of skin who clearly seemed to be having a... hard time seeing things as they were.

Smoke was torn, on one hand, there was the Masked woman who was piquing his interest more and more with each second. He had never met someone quite so defiant of a god, particularly himself. On the other hand, it seemed that a relative was among this small gathering of individuals, not to mention a certain assassin he had known for quite some time. Each one of them called for his attention, and he wasn't completely sure which one to give it to.

Well, after all, Family Comes First.

Smoke dissipated into a trail of smoke that moved almost instantaneously from his position to a mere few feet before the Cirath girl, and as he solidified, a wicked smile was spread across his face underneath of his mask.

"Hello, Niece." He greeted, his eyes completely transfixed on the girl, completely ignoring the other young woman who's wrist she seemed to be holding.

"I couldn't help but overhear, but you weren't thinking about hiding from dear old uncle smoke, were you?" He asked with a bit of a chuckle.

"After all, I'm sure you know how he feels about relatives visiting without notice." He said quietly, taking a step closer to her, his eyes pulsing white ever-so-slightly.

Smoke had long since Established a rule regarding Elemental's and their descendants when it came to Ring City. He was to know the moment one walked onto his home territory, and they were required to come running when he called. He had been attacked by the descendants of his slain brothers and sister far, far too many times to allow them free-roam like some of the other Elementals. Above all else, smoke defended his home of Ring City, and when aggressive people with the blood of Elementals appeared, they rarely did so without causing a fair bit of damage to his home.

This Niece of his was likely no exception.
Smoke
Location: Middle Shopping Center




"There'll be no need for that."

Smoke had been watching the situation unfold, and seeing the masked woman's response encouraged him to approach and attempt to defuse the situation. Although the happenstance before him seemed tense, Smoke retained his casual, carefree demeanor as he walked towards the cashier girl. However, he seemed to be quite a bit taller than he had been moments before, and was now at least half a foot taller than the masked woman.

"Go ahead and get back to the store. And here," He said to the small cashier, producing a stack of fifteen hundred dollar bills and giving them to the girl. "For your troubles." He continued with a smile, waving to the girl as she nervously took the money and left.

He then turned his attention to the masked woman, a glow emanating from his eyes as he stepped closer to her, the two now standing only a few feet apart. He didn't say anything for a few minutes, instead simply gazing into her eyes; the one uncovered at least. Then, with a smile, he spoke.

"So I guess material goods isn't the best way for me to thank you, is it? He asked, casually scratching the back of his neck.

"Sorry about sending the girl, rather than doing it myself. Call me a romantic, but I've always enjoyed the Secret admirer approach." He continued with a soft chuckle.

He then picked up the bag filled with a dozen various dresses, and extended them to her.

"But it'd be a crime to let these good dresses go to waste, that girl did have a nice taste. She's got a knack for fashion. Maybe you'd let me thank you, and apologize, over a nice meal? I've heard there's high expectations from the Chinese place in the food court."


It seems that Chinese wasn't in the cards for either Smoke or the masked woman as a green outline appeared around them. Smoke knew what was happening, and as they teleported into the train he instinctively stepped forward, keeping himself between the skeleton and the others. Turning to look at the strangers, he noticed that there were quite a few others in the train, and after sizing them up, he spoke.

"Stay behind me. I'll handle this."
Smoke
Location: Middle Shopping Center



He was wrong.

She was way more fun than she looked.


Smoke was glad he was wearing a mask at this particular moment, for if he wasn't blood would have been trailing down his chin from biting his tongue to avoid laughing quite inappropriately. It was clear that she was unfamiliar with who, or what, he was; as not even another Elemental would have the confidence, or perhaps the stupidity, to speak to him in such a manner. He was, by all intents and purposes, a king among Gods; he had far outlived any other Elemental in History, and his younger years proved that he had been quite the formidable enemy, even to an Elemental's standards.

With such an intimidating History, no one dared to speak to him as she just had; neither friend nor foe.

And fuck was it boring.

With a slight pulse in his Eyes, Smoke watched as the girl walked to the woman's restroom with what appeared to be a new dress. With a smirk hidden behind his mask, he entered the store she seemed to have moments ago left and approached the cashier, who nearly doubled over at the sight of him.

Holding up a finger to his mask, he gestured for her to be silent rather than stuttering out some nervous greeting;

"The woman here before, wearing a mask, get me a dozen more dresses in the size and style of the one she purchased."

The girl silently nodded, quickly abandoning her post at the register and completing the task given to her by the Elemental, and before long they were packaged and paid for. He then provided her with a second set of instructions, while placing ten one-hundred dollar bills on the counter before her.

"I'd like you to deliver these to her, and take her to lunch; she should be in the women's restroom nearby, presumably changing." He said, placing his hands in his pockets and turning to leave.

"Oh, and another thing, he began, turning back around, "Give her this?" He asked, placing a black card with silver lettering that simply said "Smoke" on one side, and had his personal phone number on the other.

With an excited Nod, the young girl pocketed the cash and quickly gathered up the few bags of dresses before half-skipping to the woman's restroom, which she would wait outside of patiently. Smoke however, kept his distance, keeping an eye on the girl should she decide to take the money and bounce. Standing a few dozen feet back, he stood silently, tossing a handful of pills and chewing them slowly as he observed.
Smoke
Location: Middle Shopping Center




The young Elemental's eyes glowed faintly as he watched the masked woman with interest for a few moments, his glowing eyes catching the attention of more than a few passersby. Smoke was the only Elemental currently living in the city, and quite possibly the only one on the continent. Given that there are only seven other elementals at any given point and time, they tend to instinctively flock to separate continents, likely nature preventing the possible clashing of such powerful entities. That being said, his presence anywhere public seemed to amass attention, especially from the more recent generations that were particularly fond of his leanings towards indulgence and pleasure.

Although, he barely noticed the awestruck stares as his focus was entirely on the beautiful girl before him, she had him hook, line, and sinker.

"I'm digging the mask doll, it's a helluva lot cooler than mine." He said with a wink, pointing to the black medical mask he had covering his mouth and nose.

"I'm not so sure how I feel about the dress, but I'm no fashion expert. He continued, giving a raspy chuckle before waiting for the girls response.

Perhaps she'd be as fun as she looked.
Smoke
Location: An unnamed arena



The Elemental was sat on a bench in the front row of the makeshift arena, his bright white eyes glowing dimly as he watched the battle before him. An orc fighting a revenant, both powerful creatures with strength far surpassing that of the 'young' god's. His eyes followed their movements as he sat silently, a pill under his tongue and a burning cigarette in his hand, which would ever so often be brought to his lips and puffed upon, only to exhale far more smoke than seemed possible for the small drags.

"S-Smoke?" Came a nervous voice, un-befitting of the massive orc whom it belonged to.
"L-Lord Smoke?"

"Ay mate, the one and only." Came the wispy, accented voice of the elemental, turning to look up at the enormous orc with a lazy expression.

"Something I can do for you? I'm trying to get high and watch the fight." He said lazily, gesturing to the fight that he was now missing.

"N-no my lord, I j-just wanted to meet you in person, my family has worshiped you for generations!"

"Yeah? Cool shit mate. Keep the chaos, and embrace the indulgence." He said with a smile before returning his attention to the fight. He had placed quite a sum of money on the revenant winning, about three quarters of a million, and before long he was able to happily see the outcome of his gamble, and it pleased him greatly.

As the fight ended a human approached him, holding a clipboard and a nervous expression.

"M-Mr. Rah-" He began, before Smoke held up his hand to silence the man.

"I'm aware. Your boss can't afford to pay me all the money I won, It's cool mate."

"R-Really sir?"

"Yeah, just give me the three quarters, and give the revenant triple whatever his win was for this fight. Tell him it's an investment from an interested party, or some shit."

"Yes sir, of course."

The young human left, and smoke was once again left alone, staring with softly glowing eyes at the young revenant. As the young man left, Smoke saw him look in his general direction and, as he often does, made a face at the young man by opening his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue, pulling down his eyelids with his middle fingers, and rolling his eyes back into his head. Smoke hoped that the revenant was indeed looking at him, but he couldn't be certain.

With the night's fights over, Smoke vanished from the place he was sitting, and before too long, a cloud of smoke materialized into a man near a young woman wearing a mask.


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