(Vincent or whomever~ Been awhile)A clink of ice shifting in a freshly poured glass rested on the table. The dim lighting a usual aesthetic for an old friend. "You still drink don't you?" A soft voice drifted from the shadows, the sweet teasing tone dancing along his ears. "Its been awhile..."
Vincent had his eyes closed as he felt someone speak that closely to his ear. His eyes shooting open slowly as he then cracked his fingers. âI rather not at the momentâŠâ he explained.
âWho do I have the honor of speaking to?â
âI am the master of this house and you are trespassing.â She remarked as she licks the blood from her face before grabbing her by her cheeks. Licking the rest off as she then slashes her multiple times. The cuts deep and sizzling because they seem to burn tsuki.
As she grabbed her cheeks Tsuki twisted her head going to bite the womanâs fingers her eyes wide and growling. âI am notâ AHHH Blood sucking WHORE!â The fire spreading through her chest making her see those pain filled stars. In the back of her mind she was at least grateful that it was only the front of her body getting attacked. Rolling her eyes clearing her vision Tsukis voice hoarse âI wasnât trespassingâŠ. Now Iâm not even sure I was even there⊠Bitchâ the wounds still sizzled as black tendrils curled around her trying to speed any attempt at healing. Why was she even here? What Happened.. everything was blurred
âAh⊠the houses illusions⊠they got to you at some point.â She remarked as she placed the blade against her neck and watched her. âWho did you see?â She asked curiously.
Looking the woman directly in the eye with a defiant blank stare âWho? I donât know what you mean. I woke up here after going for a drink. Only to be attacked by a Vampire. Which by the way, it would be greatly apricated if you could let the chains go.â Her voice was hoarse and everything was on fire with pain. Yet the mercenary couldnât hold back her tongue. It would always be the doom of her.Â
The woman sheathed her blade and grabbed her by her cheeks once again. Only to punch her hard. The punch felt like a metal press had just crushed her bones in a instant. Yet the vampire didnt seem to show pain. âYouâre lying. I heard you speak as if there was another here. Now talk.â
Tsuki groaned as her lip split open fully and cheek swelled to a sick purple, looking at the Vampire blood spilling from her chin. Taking a moment to spit out a broken tooth and chipped molar to the ground in a bloody pulp before answering. âBitch⊠You know how much teeth HURT to grow backâŠâ the words slurred and just eligible as English. â⊠I was talking to an old friend if you must know.â Her blue eyes cold as ice, it wasnât a lie in a the full sense. âI was planning on getting a drink⊠but I seem to be a bitâŠâ pausing to spit a glob of blood and spit at the woman, it splattering on her armor in a dark stain âTied upâ In her own mind she was thinking of how the fuck to get out of the chains. If she could get one arm free and distract this woman enough she could weasel her way out most likely. Dislocation of a few limbs in some contortion would be better then being tortured more by her.Â
The woman watched her and then looked over her form. She then traced the sword on what clothes tsuki had left as she started to cut them off. Throwing them to the side as she was now fully exposed. âWho was this friend of yours?â
Growling as her face remained blank. Refusing to show any sign of embarrassment. Her pulse picked up and a nervous bead of sweat dripped down the back of her neck, the only signs betraying her. The guild tattoo of the half Wolf Head with smoke billowing from the other half, the only major symbol on her body. âAn old friend. I mean, you might be old to so who knowsâŠâ The words and taunts a tiny bit more quiet and the act of speech felt like a knot in her chest. She wouldnât show fear. It was all a mind game. Pain she could take⊠That was a hell of a punch she would admit. But broken bones, lacerations, this was simple torture. âWhy do you care so much. You could of just tossed me out.â The question was pushing it but still Tsuki kept asking, maybe it was stupidity, maybe it was the subconscious trying to keep her awake.
âI could have. But when someone invades your home, youâll want to know every detail of why they possibly wanted to do it.â The woman remarked as she grabbed her by her neck and started choking her. Her other hand grabbing her by her hair as she tugged her head back. It seems this woman was trained well in torture.
Before she could continue with a snarky retort the womanâs hand clasped around her throat. Just enough to crush her wind pipe without fully crushing at this moment. The blood flow being cut off causing the pulsing of stars to come back in full painful explosive bursts. âHNNNGâ the choked gargling slipping from her windpipe. Mentally screaming her defensive side cracking finally âlet go! Fine! Iâll give you a name! Just. Let. GO!â
Her body arching against the chains in a final struggle of rage. The strips of clothing falling from under her back to the ground. A clink as the small belt with a thin blade and pick fell with it. It had been lined into the fabric, falling in her struggle.
The woman let her go as if she had been hearing her thoughts the entire time. Her green eyes glowing once again as she pulled a seat up and sat down. Waiting for her to give her the response she had been waiting for.
Sucking in a gulp of air Tsukiâs eyes nearly slits of blue rage. Black tendrils sliding around her body, not doing anything other then trying to heal the wounds along her body. âMy name is Tsuki. Guild leader of Wolf Pack RecallâŠ. I came to find and drink with whom I thought was an old friend⊠Nothing more. Nothing less.â The air was cold and her vocal chords felt like stripped shreds hanging. She moved the tendrils more to her back.
âWho is this friend of yours?â She asked as suddenly blades pushed against her back. Lightly touching the scar on it as tsuki could notice that the woman had a switch on her hand in which she pressed a red button.
As the cold tip of blades gently pressed against the long deep scar along her back, the cold calm face of rage fell. The glowing anger in her eyes went wide with a âdonât you dareâŠ.â questioning growl. Her body was stiff, eyeing the red button âfirst. What is thatâŠ.. I gave you the answer you askedâŠ.â Her snarky tone now more careful
âWho was this friend of yours?â She asked once again as she moved to press the button once again. The tip of the blades gently scratching against the scar and making it bleed ever so slightly.
What felt like fire erupted along her skin as the blades scratched through skin. Sucking in a deep breath she slowly nodded âyou really are a blood sucking whore⊠I gave you a name but it wasnât enough.. Iâm sorry dear friend but I have to throw you under it seems.â Looking at the other, twisting her hand in the restraints. âVincent.â Locking eyes with her torturer, Tsuki pushed all her will into a thin shadow under the others feet. Waiting. That red button seemed to be the key to at least the blades. For now just answer questions it seemed.
The young vampire moved her hand away from the switch. The blades slowly retreating back onto the chair as she then stood up and grabbed some whiskey,âsee? Was that so hard?â She asked as she walked back to her and grabbed her by her cheeks before feeding her the whiskey.
Sputtering and coughing as the sharp liquid poured down her throat eyes never leaving the womans with a fire burning dark in the sapphire blues. Catching her wind she swallows the constant pouring Whiskey more smoothly able to chug at this vampires pace. The warmth filling her stomach as the shadow stretched slowly up behind her, going to stab through the button and puncture the knives control panel

















