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Post by Sabirah on Mar 18, 2018 5:15:30 GMT
Sabirah woke earlier in the day leaving Cappie to sleep as he would till sunset, She had no qualms about the physicality of their interaction. It met a need for them both. She would bring her Master and chief a present this evening, that is why she was here. Dressed to kill figuratively in a sleek black pants suit and heels she had confused and thoroughly disarmed his day guard, no one here would side with him. Under a tarp in the center of the floor lay a body sized watertight crate loosely looped with blessed silver chain. Her hair pulled tight back into a bun, gloves in place tapping quietly on his soon to be her desk.
This would be an interesting fight as she knew him and how he played. Cappie had told her much and she had watched him on her own while watching Cappie deciding which side to back in this. The man had an ego too large for the grand canyon that was now his downfall. While she waited she made sure to strip the codes, contacts, and files to her own rig off site. Once the download was done she wiped his system and destroyed it. Now it was just a matter of waiting she had the chair turned looking at the art on the wall when she felt him coming up the stairs. He was none the wiseer from what she could tell and snapped at his people at the door. She smirked as she was very tightly hiding both her smell and aura.
He came in giving them the last of the tirade and almost tripped over the crate. She turned slowly to look at him as the door was shut behind him and locked it. They had their orders, this was to be a takeover and strangely enough shed not found any who would help him they had all shrugged and gone along with her plans. As for the humans used to seeing him, they had already been told he was taking a small vacation and had left her as acting deputy mayor. Due to the fact she was around in the day, they mistook her for human and were often very chatty.
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Post by IMAGINARY on Mar 18, 2018 5:56:52 GMT
Things had been utterly irritating for him this week this edict passed down then some human bit*h was moving things around and messing things up. If he ever caught her oh she would wish for release. he grinned at that thought as he walked from his entrance to the office and stopped outside when neither of his normal guards greeted him. Looking at them both " Am I going to have to start killing folk around here to get some damn respect? I know you all know I'm not totally in charge but I'm still stronger than you"
Grumbling as he marched in and knew his office so it surprised him to slap hard into a covered crate. " what the ?"
A soft snarl hearing the door behind him lock this was not good and got even worse when he looked up to find the woman his people described to him in his chair. Looking at her tho he could tell that she was no human and that made him curious but no matter he would make her suffer" I don't know who you assume to be but you do not come into what is mine and what the hell is this?"
He was trying not to be angry right then he knew all about what that anger could do but this had gone too far. He lashed out when of all things instead of answering him she smiled. Moving full speed for the desk chair and her trying to get a hold only to be holding air and send the chair crashing across the room.
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Post by Sabirah on Mar 18, 2018 6:32:25 GMT
She watched him as one might an interesting animal, that moment of recognition. That bluster as he demanded to know the information he needed to make this all ok for himself. She gave him nothing but the most sickly sweet of smiles, thoroughly predatorial but he missed that fact it seemed and rushed headlong toward her. He was fast but she was, in fact, faster and as the chair took near flight and he whipped around she was behind him against the wall staring at her nails as if bored.
The rage she was feeding him? his own ... which as any vampire knew was not nourishing enough to sustain you and it also did the added measure of making him sloppy. He was seeing red and she was enjoying it. He came for her again and she rolled so he punched the wall going elbow deep. Not fast enough to get unstuck as she pressed behind him and then let shield drop showing him the truth of it all. The feel of her oppressive age and skill focused on him."Now, my dear February, you are taking a vacation, but don't thank me yet you won't enjoy it. I'm sure you realize who I am now so you can continue to struggle or just get in the box"
His muscles tensing under her grip answered for him to much pride to go down without a true fight. Fine, she would let him try it would work her appetite up for later.
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Post by IMAGINARY on Mar 18, 2018 6:45:39 GMT
He knew it was late and that he should try to regain some control but her smirking ignorant face made it near impossible not to attack, He was trying to gage her movements and learn so he could counteract but again as he went for her and ended up in the wall, TRying to yank free when he felt her behind him and the words in his ear made him cold. To the truest part of him he hadn't felt anything like her and for the first time, his rage was tinged with a bit of fear. That made him even angrier how dare she accosts him in his office? After all, he had done for this city? He had heard of vampires like this but thought them all dispatched or working for the American council, yet here she was the boogeyman of vampires. To hell with that he would not roll over she would have to kill him.
Vacation? on whose orders? Then it occurred to him whose. That pirate bastard He had taken everything and now sought to embarrass him further by sending this woman and not even bothering to kill him on his own. When the she-demon let him loose and backed away he took a slow moment assessing. He walked to his desk as if tired but instead went for the silvered dagger he kept in his desk for causing pain to shifters. Then over the desk, he went slashing at her seeing the slightest bit of fabric drift to the floor she'd leaped onto the crate. Snarling again" stop running and meet my blade "
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Post by Sabirah on Mar 18, 2018 6:57:20 GMT
Sabirah had positioned her self where she wished to be as he moved to the desk, faking he wasn't good enough a charlatan for her to not know what he was up to. She could have been well out of his way but wanted to give him a sporting chance and as he cut into her jacket catching just the barest bit of it she looked at the hole. Tsking, not even a bit angered, he wanted her rage to gain strength and advantage. She gave him only amusement and playful scolding. Like a cat with a mouse toy batting it around before she would sink in her fangs and break its neck. Undoing her jacket dropping it to reveal her own weapons twin set of silvered daggers shaped like cobra fangs.
Her bralet lacing around her middle to show off the toned form there. Sure she would have less protection of her skin but that was motivation for her to not get cut. She had done this before training an in real fights." Last chance, to go unhurt into the box"
Brow raised in question. The angry epithets answered her and she dodged another slash. Eyes rolled as she responded with a whip kick to the throat and jumping backward off the crate taking the covering with her. Now the chains and crosses were visible and burst to light adding danger to the whole thing.
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Post by IMAGINARY on Mar 18, 2018 7:30:57 GMT
February would not give up his place here he didn't have the lead but he would have something. Then the kick rocked him stumbling back he huffed and rolled his shoulder squaring off until the crosses burst to light. He had to cover his face with the one arm not holding the weapon. She would be as blind he assumed so they would be more even and he let himself go quiet, silent and still and caught just the barest scrape of a shoe as it moved skirting the box and rolling low to the ground trying to take out her legs.
The edge caught something he swore it was her and looked briefly hed attacked the chair they had originally sent crashing, he looked around not seeing her. How?" You!! the mighty harlequin would rely on base trickery? show your self you assassin bit*h"
Too late he noticed the top was somehow off the crate and the last words he heard were" as you wish" before the silver blades both gouged him one in each shoulder. The pain was instant and knee crumbling. He was helpless for the first time in a long time and now knew what some of his victims had felt as he stared up from the inside of the crate. The lid was being lowered and all he could do is glower as it was shut to the sound of the evil whore's laughter.
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Post by Sabirah on Mar 18, 2018 7:43:35 GMT
She could have let it go on but had things to do other than this today like getting a replacement jacket and making the public announcement of the mayors "trip" His stumbling attempts had shown her all she needed to know and she used the very old very common trick of obscuring his perception of her. She'd been there the whole time but he hadn't seen her till he taunted her out. Then she put him in the box after the loops of the chain had been wrapped and locked with crosses and locks. Her daggers retrieved she flicked them clean as he had fed on his way in and the blood had a bit of flow to it.
He at least did himself the dignity of not screaming like some did. Well, at least not yet once cappie got his gift who knew? Quickly looping the outside chains and then the fabric tossed back over it. Aura called back so the glow would stop, she could make her self-seem very human. Knocking the code the door was unlocked and they came in looking carefully around" get me another Armani black jacket in this size I have a speaking engagement in thirty and see that the crate is taken with care to the truck for delivery won't you?"
A card retrieved and signed then stuck on top with a big bow" To the continued growth of your city Cappie my dear rouge.. kisses Sabi"
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