Ever since she'd picked up the job at the local downtown bar near the campus grounds, Kukki's life had grown to be even more monotonous and boring than it already was: on top of the daily routine of going to the lectures and seminars, spending time in the library or the dorms to study for her group projects and assignments and dealing with her sometimes overwhelming dormmates that left most of the house chores on her shoulders, Kukki now had to use the reminder of her free time to work part time because her parents once again couldn't support her financially any longer due to their ingrowing debts.
It wasn't the most ideal situation, but she had to make due. At least with this job she could pay her life expenses and the shifts weren't that monstrous, allowing her the timeframe to also continue her old schedule dedicated to school. And maybe a good side to the job could have also been the fact that the bar's patrons weren't entirely an unbearable bunch. The atmosphere was usually peaceful and they hadn't had an actual fight happen within its perimeters for months. So there wasn't anything she should've worried about, or at least that's what Kukki thought...
It should've been your typical Friday evening, peaceful and monotonous, when the loud shouting and commotion noises disturbed the calm atmosphere within the bar. Kukki was busy cleaning some empty glasses and placing them neatly back in the cupboards behind the counter when the swearing and physical violence sounds reached her ears. From the looks of it, that must've been a fight taking place outside the establishment and the parties involved didn't give off the sign that they'll stop anytime soon. The young woman shook her head and prayed to herself that they wouldn't bring the fight into the bar, because the screams were getting louder and louder by the second.
"That's it, if they don't stop, I'm going to call the police!" Kukki decided in the end, once she couldn't stand the chaos anymore. Her shift was almost over and the last thing she needed was to get caught in the middle of a street fight as she'd try to make her way out and back to her dorm room. She picked up the phone, located under the bar counter and was about to finally put in the 110 number (the police number for Japan), when the noise suddenly stopped. A wave of relief washed over the young woman and she reluctantly placed the phone back in its place, wondering if the commotion outside was finally over.
By all the means, it really looked to be the case, as the quietness finally returned back to how it used to be. "Ah, just another bunch of delinquents beating up each other." One of the men sat at a table near the counter commented, while he took a gulp from his pint of beer. "Stupid kids ruining my good mood..." He continued mumbling and Kukki started to wonder if he was indeed right and if there weren't any injured youngsters who might've needed help out there...
The front door of the bar opened right as she was wondering that and a single, lone young looking male stepped inside, limping towards the nearest table. He had multiple bruises and scratches on his face, along with a bleeding busted lip and a bloodied nose and by all means, he didn't look okay at all. Kukki shook her head at the sight of the newcomer, wondering why didn't he go to the student health center that was just a few streets down from here to treat his wounds and opted instead to come in this dingy place when he was clearly in need to medical assistance?! 'God knows what goes through a man's train of thought.' She sighed and took a piece of clean cloth from one of the drawers, dampening it with cold water at the sink and then filled a glass with water, making her way towards the injured customer.
"Get away from me!" Were the words greeting her, as the man understood that she began approaching his table, rendering the silver haired woman to stop briefly in her tracks, before she eventually mustered some courage and finished walking to the table. "Don't be stupid! You are in clear need of help! You are literally bleeding on my freshly cleaned table! So either you let me help you, or you are welcome to leave this establishment! It's your choice." Kukki gave him a stern look and placed the glass of water in front of him with a firm grip.
How are you? I know we technically live together right now because you needed a place to stay. But we've both been working so much. I haven't seen you in weeks. -Lian
@artsspi
"Hey, Lian! I'm sorry for not being around much. I've been alright, kind of. Hmm yeah, work has been crazy and I have been in a terrible mood lately so I wasn't the best company anyway. I hope you're doing alright? Hmm, I'm free this weekend, feel like hanging out? To catch up and all."
@artsspi asked I got absolutely baked and went to the store for snacks. Zoned out and ended up thinking of you. Now I have more snacks than I could ever eat in a lifetime. I guess you will need to come by soon and pig out with me -Hikari
“I definitely need to come over, it sounds like your subconscious wanted to feed me!”
the sun was up. it wouldn’t be the first time that joaquim had finished a job so late (early?) but it was the first time he had been in this area specifically. unfamiliar territory with all sorts of scents. it’s difficult for him to differentiate the trail from whence he came. the dense population of supernatural beings muddies everything more than he had anticipated. now he couldn’t even rely on his sight, given that daylight would render him nearly blind. a gruff sound of frustration leaves him as he stops in his tracks. still covered in the blood of his mark, he sits where he is with the intention of refocusing himself. the beast is completely oblivious to the fact that he had sat in the middle of a rather lovely garden. not that he could care in that moment. @artsspi
Careful. Cuddle me once and I may never be able to sleep without you after that. -Ryo
"Is that a threat, or an invitation?~" Kukki smirked at the silver haired man, seemingly pleased by the prospect of becoming Ryo's permanent 'cuddling material'. "Either way, it's a risk that I am willing to take. So, shall I bring a blanket too, or can I share you and cuddle you underneath it?"
Hey, it's been a while. I kind of miss seeing the crazy killer foreign lady....okay so I still don't know your name. But how the heck are ya? Kill anyone important recently? -Hikari
@artsspi
"Crazy killer foreign lady... I kinda like that nickname! The actual name is Thalia, but feel free to call me the nickname too. I've been hiding for a while but I'm good! Hmm, I haven't killed anyone worth mentioning lately, such a shame. It's boring not having anything to do. But how have you been? How about we go for a drink? Or something else you have in mind?"
"It means you're not supposed to be here." Thalia spoke in a rather annoyed tone, glancing at the male. Just her luck. She had been this close to finally finishing up her last job of the day, or rather said finishing her last target of the day when the stranger got in the way. "Why are you even here?" No one was supposed to be there since it was a secluded area. Thankfully, she was skilled enough or she would have aimed at him instead. "Come on, you look smart enough. Surely you understood that." She raised a brow while tucking her gun away. "Now, how are you going to make up for the fact that you just wasted my last chance of finishing a job?"
