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Post by Elam on Sept 4, 2016 14:08:35 GMT -5
The wind is a Powerful thing Yarina had been waiting for what seemed like an hour for her client to arrive. Normally she never waited long. Someone was always eager to tell her secrets. Long days in the office always needed something to release too. And well, with her line of work releases were common. Yarina is a lady of the night. Tonight she was waiting on a chief security advisor who was needing time to unwind after a rather stressful day at work. So stressful he had called her at 9am that morning setting his appointment. He was a regular, not a bad looking chap either but he was a pig. None the less he had info and always seemed eager to give. She checked her watch and it was 30 minutes past when he was suppose to meet her. She had thought about walking the 10 minutes up the street to use a N.I.C.O.L.E Terminal to reach out to him but most of the ones on this side of town only worked half ass.
What she didn't know was that she was being watched. Down an alley just behind her a man was waiting. He had been following her all evening from the moment she entered the 4th Parish. He liked the way she looked. Even more the way she dressed. Her back was too him, just the way he needed her to be. For a man of his age he was rather quick and caught Yarina off guard. He grabbed the young woman from behind wrapping an arm around her neck and covering her mouth quickly. He knew even a passer by wouldn't care what happened to this woman, she was a slut after all. As soon as they were under cover of Darkness he spun her around and with shocking force slammed Yarina against the wall of the closet building.
Yarina was in shock, she knew how to defend herself but this was such an ambush she was unprepared. She cursed herself, this wasn't the first time she would be roughed up in her line of work. In fact she was just starting to plan her escape when he spun her and shoved her backwards. Her head snapped off the wall knocking her half unconscious. She couldn't see straight or focus as she seemed to drift in and out. Something inside her stirred however, it just couldnt unleash itself. Yarina cried out once, but then the man grabbed her by the throat cutting off her voice and her air. He seemed non concerned that the wind about him had picked up speed and was whipping around the alley at a fever like pace, tearing advertising posters down of one of the towns more glamorous shows
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Post by Stonelark on Sept 4, 2016 14:51:02 GMT -5
Maya flipped her intricately braided hair over her shoulder as she walked down the street, heels clicking loudly in the silence of the early evening. A sudden sharp breeze picked up and she pulled her thick fur-lined coat closer. She was on the way to her show early to get ready and prepare herself for yet another undoubtedly phenomenal performance. Her thoughts haughtily lingered on what the crowds faces would show when she finished: awe, amazement, adoration. Oh, that was the best part of it all, wooing her adoring fans!
A subtle sound gave her pause and she stopped walking. There it was again. Movement in a nearby alley and a thud, followed by a feminine cry. Maya approached the mouth of the alley and saw red. A scantily clad lady-of-the-night was being assaulted by a man likely twice her age. The girl was pressed hard against the wall by her throat and the man's hands were...oh that will just not do at all.
"Eh-hem." She offered as warning. The man slapped his victim hard and Maya said louder, "Eh-HEM!" The man startled violently, but kept his grip on the girl, glaring at Maya over his shoulder. "You'll have to wait your turn, buddy. I paid for my services and I will receive them." Maya drew closer and the man pressed himself against the girl. From this distance, Maya could see the man's pants were partially unbuttoned and he was making crude motions against the young woman's body. Maya huffed and looked closer at his victim. She may believe herself a willing participant in this assault, but Maya's been around the block a time or two and knows how this particular story might end. Maya reaches out a hand and sets it on the man's shoulder. "I thought I told you to get lost!" The man yelled, releasing the girl to face Maya. The young woman crumples to the ground struggling to breathe, while the man turns his fury on the fancily dressed newcomer. "You've interrupted a very important meeting, lady, and I expect to be reimbursed for my wasted time."
Maya gives him a deadly grin and says, "Your reimbursement will be you leaving this alley of your own volition and not in a body bag." The strange wind blowing through the alley whipped wisps of her hair around her face, creating a more feral look. The grin grew as she clutched her well-manicured fingers around his throat in a mirrored image of how he previously held the woman. She squeezed, drawing blood from where her nails sank into his flesh. The Core at her throat glowed faintly as she growled low enough that the young woman couldn't hear but caused unholy fear to well up in the man's mind. The fear would overwhelm the man such that he wouldn't likely remember these events, just associate that feeling with his deeds. Hopefully that fear would prevent him from repeating these acts in the future. She dropped the man. He scurried away from her and, giving her a wide berth, ran screaming from the alley, clothes askew and disgusting flesh nearly hanging out. She watched him for a moment, nose scrunched up in disgust at the awful sight, dearly hoping that he be arrested for indecent exposure.
Maya turned back, half expecting the girl to be gone, but she still lay there against the wall, near unmoving. The rise and fall of her chest proved her living and the coldly defiant eyes following Maya's movements proved her intelligently cautious. The wind calmed slightly but she felt that it remained poised around the girl in defense. Hmm, an interesting Core power to say the least. Maya knelt in front of the girl, tutting at the dark bruises around her neck and along her bared body. She spoke soothingly, using her Core to hum in a way the might comfort the girl and ensure she not feel too threatened. "Well, you're in quite the state, aren't you? You've quite the look about you, it's no wonder he couldn't keep his hands to himself. But men like that have no right to the attentions of a woman like you." As Maya spoke, she adjusted the girl's top and straightened her shorts as though fixing the clothing on a doll. "You're such a pretty thing. You can do so much better than this, my dear." She stroked a knuckle across the girl's cheekbone and down her jaw. Her gaze seemed contemplative.
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Post by Elam on Sept 12, 2016 18:07:45 GMT -5
The wind is a Powerful thing At first Yarina lay motionless on the ground still stunned by what hat just transpired. Jurgen was hammering around inside her head and she was fighting him back, letting him know she was ok, well besides probably a concussion, and what was likely going to be quite a few bruises from her face on down. She was also on edge, this person seemed to evoke pure terror in her assaulter and was now leaning down in front of her acting almost mother like. The Wind in the alley continued to blow fierce and Yari was doing all she could to calm it down. But it is hard to stem the flow of rage when your protector was unable to protect you. She eased up a little as the ringing in her head died down and she was able to hear the woman talking to her. She smiled slightly hearing that this beautiful woman was now calling her one. And she was beautiful, she knew from the posters. She did not want to make this about her fame however and tried to steady herself to sit up more against the wall.
"It, it is not below me to be what I am. I usually enjoy it... Yarina winced as she tried to stand the dizziness had not died down yet and she just wasnt ready to move on her own accord. She looked back at the woman again, the wind was calming more and she tried to show appreciation. "Thank you, you probably saved my life tonight. And Well, I probably do not deserve that from you."
Yarina slowly started to use the wall to press to her feet and stand again. Once she was up she tried to step forward and moved right back against the wall. She did not have someone to call and she was in no shape to walk home alone lest another slug finds her. She groaned slightly as she grabbed the back of her head producing another smear of blood and she sighed.
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Post by Stonelark on Sept 15, 2016 13:11:39 GMT -5
Maya tsked softly at the girl's words. "You might believe that you enjoy it, lovely, but I have been in your place. I know the lengths a girl will go to. I don't know your desires or purpose, but I do know." The corners of her ruby red lips turned upward in a sad smile and her blue-shadowed eyes gained a faraway look as she thought back on what led her to her own path. It was this life that cemented Maya's presence in Rook's life. She was more innocent than him in some ways but he also more innocent than her in others. She kept her life private, just as he did. The diminishing wind blew her hair and fur coat as she spoke."You are not undeserving of my aid, my dear. I know how few stand beside us."
Maya stayed back as the woman stood up and made to start walking. She stumbled and immediately, Maya moved to help her stand upright. After seeing the blood, she made a snap decision, removing her coat and helping the woman into it. She spoke as she buttoned the first few. "There we are. Tonight, you are my companion. You are in no state to be seeing anyone else tonight. As I am already nearly late, you will be seen to by my personal physician." She gained a sly look. "I might also introduce you to a few...intriguing men who might seek your companionship at a later time? I will of course compensate you for your time tonight. I understand how valuable the time of a woman such as yourself is. Now, as you undoubtedly already know, I am Maya Torre, musician and entertainer. Might I know your name so I know how to introduce you. It would be unseemly to be ignorant of my own companion's name."
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