Author Topic: [Language] Homecoming (Open) (Read 395 times)

guest29 · « **on:** May 27, 2021, 10:53:32 pm »

		"Oh, merde," Ira mumbles beneath his breath, and, poison or not, downs the champagne the man - now named Callidora - had given him. This was not good. If Miyako decided to go on a murder rampage Ira wouldn't be able to do anything without hurting his friend. The assassin didn't get to where she's at by not always being prepared. Ira instead takes the champagne flutes and pina colada out of Miyako's hands so she's only holding one drink. At Callidora's words, Miyako's world went silent. It was like slamming against glass only for it to break, and the shards of memories floating around her. It had been so long since she recalled her mother's face that it didn't register that Callidora held similar facial features to Tsubaki. Were there other bastard children? Wearing the same face as a reminder of the horrendous childhood she went through? Was there a way to locate them and judge Miyako can't quite remember how she left Tsubaki's body. Was there a body? Science and technology had come a long way so surely she was identified alongside the guests and family members who consumed the food only for their stomachs to tear, and internal bleeding to wreak havoc on the organs. Miyako faintly recollects sitting on Tsubaki's chest while force-feeding Toxic Love into the woman's mouth until her lungs and stomach burst. Even in the midst of her murder spree, Miyako made sure Tsubaki was dead before leaving. Was Callidora like them - like her? Or, did he have a normal childhood? Was he a product of a one-night stand or did Tsubaki find a new family that she would leave the Saitō clan for? The thoughts stir long-dormant feelings, and it was ruining her buzz. Had she been younger, Miyako would have given in to the desire to see Callidora's beautiful face beaten by her fists until he answered all her questions. Experience and wisdom taught her to maintain control over those impulses. It wouldn't do to murder in front of so many witnesses. Her face retains the same smile and doesn't let any of her thoughts show. "Oh? And how are we family?" she asks before sipping her blackberry smash. The bitter taste of vodka hitting her tongue with the lemon juice adding a more acidic taste. "Are you a discarded lover? Cousin? Or is this for those Tik Tok videos the young people enjoy making?" The more she looks at Callidora, the more she can see the family resembles. Tsubaki would flip her hair back the same way, and it's fitting only two of her children would carry the pink eye traits. Ira watches in silence. It was obvious the two were more than just gorgeous people. In his line of work, those like Callidora were most dangerous as they could hide behind a wall of money and beauty. No doubt he could bat his eyelashes, and people would presume him not guilty even if he murdered Miyako right here in the club with cameras and witnesses. Whether it's the alcohol or the right thing to do, Ira downs half his drink before interjecting. "Let's not fight, please. We're all here to have a good time. I don't want to clean up tonight." And he wouldn't be paid would be the worst of it. "How about we talk about something else like dancing? We could go dancing instead?" Gods, what was he saying? Dancing? He's a terrible dancer and hated being surrounded by this many people and scents. He'll have to remember to take some pain medication when he gets home - if he makes it home.
		OOC Notes: Sorry this took so long! Listened to bass house / dark techno for inspiration.

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