City Of Souls

Andino wasn't known for being particularly fancy - or modest, even - but he was one hell of a charming beast. Clothes? They weren't his thing. The hybrid had nothing on but a pair of blue jeans hanging from his hips. Muscles rippled beneath tawny hide while red scales decorated his broad back as if he'd been freshly wounded. A calloused hand rose to run through the tousled, short-cut, hair on top of his head before tracing down his jawline to scratch as his 5 o'clock shadow. Reptilian eyes of acid-green scanned the street as sirens screeched, and he quickly ducked into the nearest doorway. He appeared to be searching for something. "Jackpot," accented baritones celebrated with a lopsided grin as his eyes fell upon the bar, "there you are you sweet bloody booze." Bare feet carried him across the room and he slid himself into one of the stools and reached over the counter top without hesitation, his hand groping blindly beneath the counter in search of any kind of bottle.

Seleena - It was slow, quiet... and she was cleaning the same glass for atleast ten minutes. Those gray hues would be fixed upon her task, her head tilted slightly, allowing those wild curls to fall effortlessly somewhat past her gaze. The Jukebox was on to whatever record was in there - the only record actually. However when the door was opened, gaze quickly lifted to fall upon the male who had entered. The hand that was cleaning the inside of the glass with a cloth slowed, as she watched him. Those stormy eyes narrowed as he reached over the counter without hesitation and immediately, she extended her hand to whip the cloth at the back of the hand. "Hey!" She barked, with a glare as she approached to stand infront of the area he was trying to reach across. "If you want something, ask." Sel said bluntly, with a quirked eyebrow as the glass was returned to the counter, keeping her gaze upon him, giving him the silent 'What can I get you' expression.

Satanas wasn't overly fond of being out late. Well at least that was the appearance the known voodoo bitch gave off. Earthen teal hair fell straight and sleek hidden under the overly lay hooded coat. Now in truth she could have just blended in to cut through town, but what harm was there in having a little mild fun? She had slightly missed the entrance of Andino the door closing as she came around the corner. Long slender finger pushed the door in, knee highs clicking against the old creaking wood flooring. Pushing back that hood hair fell straight down, attempting to frame the sharp features of the black queen. Silvery pink snake like eyes shifted over the man that brutishly reached to grab whatever he could. The girl behind the counter caused that smile to peal over wicked lips. "My my, you should do what she says." That voice was an odd vibrations of tones. Much like a snake charming its way she would lower herself down upon one of the stools. Satanas pulled the coat off, suspenders barely covering what would have been modesty bare chest. Those odd sunburst coloring of scales lingering down random parts of her body. With back to the door--both for now would have missed the massive snake like tattoo upon her back, that seemed to be forever moving. "surprise me...." She offered that snake charming eye lock to Seleena, before crossing one long leg over the next. Sitting just a little to close to the bare footed-hunk with no tatical manners.

Andino's hand recoiled instinctively from the whip of the towel and the brute's grin broadened, his teeth now grinning in her direction as his acidic eyes found his assailant. A quiet chuckled escaped baritone vocals as he leaned back and settled himself in right and proper, even folding his hands on the counter. "Jonnie Walker Blue Label," whiskey, was there anything better? He'd yet to find any of that particular label left since everything went down the shitter, and he fiercely wanted to taste something other than the diluted whiskey. "If I may." He added on at the end. Manners, right? But those eyes, they sang their own tune, just daring to be challenged. Another voice caught the dragon's ears and an instantaneous reaction of a cocked eyebrow and an over the shoulder glance was all Satana would receive to start. "Oh else what?" He questioned with a childish tone of mockery. A second glance was taken though, his nature getting the better of him when he caught just how much flesh was exposed on the new woman. He didn't hesitate to look her up and down then. Shameless, he was was. "Well, if someone had told me how appealing the end of the world was going to be, I would have called upon the Devil myself. A lack of materials has done you wonders." His grin was now but a smirk as he turned his attention back over towards Seleena. "Anything? I'm growing a little impatient..."

Seleena shifted her gaze towards Satanas when she pipped in, before those gray hues fell back onto Dino who threw out a suggestion that she hadn't heard in years and she couldn't help but smirk to herself. Shaking her head lightly towards him, she nodded her head towards Satanas. Reaching beneath the counter, she pulled out a brown tinted bottle that seemed to have the label peeled off. She smirked to herself at Dino's comment about the lack of clothing and the end of the world. However when he spoke up towards her, Sel lifted her head and her gaze to meet his. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you'd like stare at her a bit longer. That, or I was going to wait to see what she'd actually do." Sel said sarcastically, pouring him a glass of unmarked Whiskey. "There, your Jonnie Walker." Not really, it was just watered down whiskey - it was all they had. The glass was slid to him, before she poured exactly the same thing for Satana. "Annd Vodka with a twist for you." Sel said with a smirk - still, it was whiskey.

Satanas was like any monster the right attention was always needed. The look over her gave her had those snake like eyes glittering for just a moment. Well it was always fun to interact with those of similar personalities. Though like him she did a once over to both the bar tender and then to him. It was his eyes like her own--that held that vibrant perfection that made her linger for a moment. Though sitting there his comment had that hissing vibrations of a chuckle touch the air. "A lack?" She mused sitting almost to perfect before leaning elbows upon the bar. Chin resting on open palms. The faint dust of scales and what seemed to be golden bangles etching her arms. "Or maybe I just wear just enough to gain what I want?" There it was those slit snake like pupils flickering in to his face before smiling almost a little to cock sure or was it something else? AS glass was slid to her she would chuckle throwing it back. "I like her, though you could stare a little." Satanas whether the bitch actually meant for the girl to or not who knew. Needless to say there were plenty of rumors and whispers about her between both earth and hell. Her little home shop that people ran to when they needed things. Things that should have been left in the dark or dead. Then again without being there in public maybe she just passed as any other whore like demon? After all was it not survival of the fittest? Fittest did not mean it had to pure strength or power though, sometimes it was also a silver tongue and quick mind that came into play. As she slid the glass back to the cock sure girl that snake moved under her skin. The tattoo curling up over her shoulder moving slowly down her arm. The seven orbs left behind tattooed down her spine. Okay the bitch looked just slightly creepy with it moving as she clicked her tongue at it. Which seemed to halt the tattoo mid-arm. "Another?" A question to the tender or to the acid eyed dragon?

Andino's eyes were contentedly moving back and forth between both women in the room. The attitude that Seleena was feeding him clearly amused him, he enjoyed those with fiery personalities. Especially if they weren't mortal, and neither of these women stank of mortal blood. "Nah, I've got a quick eye, I got what I wanted from her... for now." But Seleena, what was beneath her clothes, hm? His thoughts were more than clear as he pointedly eyed the demon behind the bar. A hand took up the glass of whiskey and he shot it back. But a look of displeasure was quick to cross his face and he hissed outwardly before roughly dropping the glass back onto the counter. "Nothing but piss is left on this Earth," he complained gruffly before shoving his glass back towards the tender, "another, though," He agreed with Satana, "pour yourself a glass too, this place is rather droll tonight. I need my company to be a little more lively." He gestured towards Seleena and then to the bottle. "No sense in acting the proper lady when death lurks around every corner." Broad, scaled shoulders rolled with a shrug as he glanced to his side, where Satanas now sat. "And what is it that you want, love?" Baritones growled behind grinning teeth and he leaned in towards her, his eyes glowing devilishly.

Seleena kept her gaze fixed on Satanas a tad longer, watching the tattoo just effortlessly move down her arm. Interesting. Hearing Dino speak, she smirked, but then feigned a gasp. "Quick glance? That is all? You'd think she'd get more than just a quick glance." Sel said knowingly with a slight tsking sound escaping. Grinning, she nodded. "The finest piss, thank you very much." The demon clarified with a firm nod, pouring him another glass of the whiskey, then topping off Satanas. Her words caused her to smirk - the woman hardly blushed. Instead, she glared over to Dino who was drinking her in. "Sorry, gotta work harder for your glance." She said with a wink. She was simply wearing a worn t-shirt, with a long sleeve shirt beneath it and a pair of jeans. Nothing special.

Satanas sat there waiting for another glass. Listening, always listening but was it to them or the little voices in her head? In her defense they were REAL voices, as the tattoo was very much a living thing. That liked to whisper sweet nothings of forbidding thoughts in her head. Slender fingers slowly dragged under her odd scaling on her face before eyes shifted over his scaled shoulders. "Yes work harder." She mused as if agreeing with the other girl, after all wasn't it more fun to go after those that you had to unwrap first? Fingers gripped the glass right as he leaned over-closer to her. That devilish smile crossing her features as she leaned forward just as well leaving very little space. "Careful..." There it was that taste so damn close yet so far. "I bite." She mused before putting the glass between them to down it. She didn't pull back though only let fingers reach out; though she didn't touch his scaling. "I assure you, what I want you couldn't give easily." Satanas mused pulling her fingers back. Those snake likes eyes dancing as she turned her head slightly that snake like tattoo shifting to curl around her neck, head hanging between her almost bare breasts. "Though if you want to put a collar on and come home as my pet---I could always use something as pretty as you---I'm sure." Whether she was joking or not who knew for it followed with that vibrations of hissing laughter before head pulled back. "You're cute but be careful who you try to flirt with." With that she would turn her head lazily to the girl winking. "What do they call you?" She was asking the girl or him? Well most likely both, but after all her job was to get information--not that they knew that.


Andino's hand scratched idly at the tattoo on his pectoral - a black chaos star - before taking up the refilled glass of whiskey. "I guess it'll have to do," he shot that glass back and put the glass down, ready for another refill already, "there seems to be nothing better out there, so I'm afraid you might be right." He grumbled admittedly towards the fact that this particular whiskey was indeed the finest piss. "A quick glance was all it took, I can see everything readily on her," a finger waggled over towards Satanas, "but you," he growled while that charmingly lopsided grin danced across his rugged features again, "you leave a bit more to the imagination, don't you?" He leaned in towards her returning her wink. "And it's the imagination that keeps me interested." Andino's vocals chuckled again, this time a little louder, as Satana spoke again. His eyes followed the migrating snake momentarily before lingering upon the scaling on the woman's face. "I like the woman that puts up a fight, so your warnings are nothing but provocations." His muscles shifted beneath his thick hide as he leaned back in his seat, relaxing, and now ideally positioned to take both women in at once. "I'm not the one that wears the collar," he corrected swiftly, and as swiftly as he'd spoken he was at her throat with a calloused burning hot hand, if she'd not been swift enough to move, and bared teeth, "I bite too and I assure you that my bites burn." He hissed through clenched teeth before roughly releasing her. His scent held many different tones - brimstone, smoke, wolf, reptile, and fabulously masculine cologne. It was indeed hard to pinpoint the man's breed, even for those with keen senses.

Seleena nodded. "Of course I'm right." She said, glancing down at the bottle she had idling infront of her. His statement simply caused her to quirk her eyebrow before she leaned in, covering the gap even more. Gray hues lingered upon his as that smirk also never faded, "A man's gotta work to see what's lays beneath." The demon practically coo'd, winking, before retracting to stand upright and shift her attention over to Satanas when she spoke. "Seleena." She wasn't sure if her question was directed towards her, but she still answered none the less. Though the sudden reaction from Dino caused her to blink, flashing those gray hues completely black - it was as if she was on defensive mode. "If this is the start of some rough fucking, please... take it outside. Glasses, tables and chairs are hard to come by these days." She said, looking to the both of them with narrow eyes and a finger point.

Satanas had to agree with the male. It left more to the imagination when it came to what was under her clothes. Though as must of a whore Satanas looked--why she wanted to know was a completely different reason then him. When the girl gave her name she offered that smile that was hard to tell if she liked it--or if there was an underlining meaning. Regardless if she saw him moving or didn't she made no attempt to move. That hot hand against her throat, was more then welcomed after all what snake didn't like heat. Though that low hissing sound was almost to loud, only it didn't come from her. No it most likely came from that thing moving under her skin as she smiled even wider. Those long teeth unfolding like some viper like creature. "My aren't you interesting." She cooed at him, whether because he smelt like a cluster fuck of whoring breeds or because he was hotblooded. Satanas held that flicker of excitement as she mused. His rough release having her black tongue flick over her plush lips. Though she reached back to put her coat on chuckling. "Oh no...I dont fuck things like that." She smiled though a flirty one as she looked over his body once more. "I prefer to eat them so do not worry I wont mess your place up." She gave a mocking bow pulling her hood over her face. "It seems I must go though, business calls and mr. hot blooded over here offended my friend. Another time then?" She mused looking at the girl before moving towards the door. "If you are ever in need of things that are hard to find. All you have to do is ask for Satanas, most will point you to my shop." A comment directed towards both of the, as she pushed the door open. Business at this hour? "I assure you I can do and get anything." With that the confident snake of a bitch was gone. Leaving behind nothing but the faint tropical scent of something dark.

Andino seemed privy towards Satanas casual reaction towards his actions. Perhaps this could be the beginning of a blossoming friendship made up of violence, crude humor, and inappropriate threats. How interesting. He could have chased her comment up with something equally as clever but she hadn't left him the time for it, which was fine by him. But he'd made mental note of her shop - perhaps she could find him a good bottle of whiskey. He righted himself once more and tapped his empty glass with an index finger. "Another one, gorgeous," his finger would remain there until the glass was filled again so he could drink down the contents. Truth be told, he'd just rather have the whole damn bottle. Borderline alcoholic? Basically. He teetered dangerously upon that fine line. "I'm a hard worker." He promised, flashing the ebony-eyed demon a cocky grin. "What do you fancy, love? Bouquets of lilies, long walks on the beach, perhaps being wined and dined, hm?" He teased lightly. "Andino, by the way," finally, a title to match that rugged face.

Seleena smirked at Satanas's comment, glancing to Dino for a moment, before nodding. She too, took a mental note as she reached for the glass with one hand, wiping down the counter with a cloth with her other hand. The tap against the glass was heard and she nodded, pouring him a third glass. Smirking, she'd place the dirty glass beneath the counter as she looked to him through her wild locks. "I'm sure you are." She stated, keeping that smirk plastered upon her lips. His follow up question caused her to laugh softly, nodding, but shrugged a single shoulder before answering, "Something like that." What girl didn't like to be woo'd? Even if she was a demon, she did like the nice things. Although she had no problem playing a game of pool, or a game of quarters. She was a simple demon, with simple tastes. "Pleasure." Sel would whisper, glancing to the bottle which was almost empty, handing it to him. "Care to finish it off, love?"

Andino chuckle died off as he slammed back the next shot, and then nodded his head in acceptance as she offered him the whole bottle. The slight sway the man had as he sat atop his stool suggested that perhaps he'd begun drinking before he'd even stepped foot within this particular establishment. "Well good luck with that in this day and age, the best you're going to get is a walk down the street at dusk with Noxsine lurking at the edge of the light." He saluted her with the bottle before bringing it to his lips and draining it back. He exhaled deeply and put the bottle back down on the counter. "What form of payment do you take?" Everyone's seemed to be different these days, and apparently he was feeling pretty friendly tonight. Or perhaps it was because no one had managed to really spark his flammable temper. Either way, he was in a good mood and it was best to leave it that way. "Anything you need done?"

Seleena smirked, nodding in agreement. "True. But a girl can dream." She stated with a grin, flicking her gaze up towards him as he finished the bottle. Taking the empty bottle from him, she would gesture towards him, "What do you got?" Sel asked - whether it was coin, or something she needed, she wasn't picky. The demon knew how hard it was these days to scrap up enough coin to pay for a meal, let alone a drink. Luckily, she was willing to accept items as payment as well, or someone's handiess. Sel pinched her eyebrows together in thought, before something did cross her mind. "I do need a table fixed.. some drunken bastard decided to piss off another drunken bastard." She said with a scoff and a slight eyeroll.

[And then Andino would have been like "Okay fiinneeeeeee I'll fix your shit." and stuff because he was being nice, etc. THE END.]