Byakuya's anger seethed beneath his skin. He had been not only deceived but had been forced to forget events....no not events, moments of his life. He touched the gem in the ring that the High King had gegeven him to inform the royal when he had the Smith in hand. She would most definitely be in hand soon. The messenger appeared immediately with a small smile on his face but then it became perplexed as he looked around.
" Tonight at the dance, she will be with me." That made the messenger give him a startled look. "You didn't touch her did you?" Byakuya snarled. "As if I would touch such a loathsome...

Voro stretched out on the extra large bed alongside a heavily comatosed P.B. Who had made it half way up in the elevator before becoming a problem that only a shot of vellum into the veins could cure. As for the front desk...it had taken a considerable sum of both money and threats to ensure not a word of him of his vrienden got any further.Though if she kept on going she'd leave him no alternative but to pomp her body with an over dose of liquified cocaine and drop her out the window. Which may cause a few to babble, but even then who would care when the toxicology meld came out.Just another...

Voro waited a full uur before remotely unlocking the doors. "Careful boys she may still be lively, no matter how much gas we pumped into that plane. Pray that we can get her to the hotel before she wakes up. The less bruises that have to heal the better." The limo took them through a very residential area." Why are we taking this way boss?" Voro frowned unpleasantly at the guard's question." You're lucky I need you. As for why....
..this is going to be part of my new empire. It has very little activity. No drugs, no prostitutes, its so clean its unhealthy.I plan to change that. What is left...

Jamie looked through the lijst of schools. All except one had a dress code and that was a college. " Great ! I'm back in a damn rok and little black shoes." She grumbled as she then went through the colors. Her mind spinning back as she thought over the many times she'd been stuck as some teenager in some high school to get through her boredom over the centuries. At times it had been meer like a crusade to help others. She sighed heavily. Unfortunately it wasn't like the good old days. Someone pissed u off, u could try to take the bastard's head. That was if the plagues didn't get them...

Jamie was finishing up her last massage of the wedding party that had been scheduled. Each of the members had so far been generous in their praises and tips. The bride had elected to go last.
"Oh my god, my whole body's turned into putty. I'll never go to another therapist." Jamie chuckled lightly. "Mac and Rikey are just as good." The faced down woman groggily raised her head.
"No its you. Only you." The way the client had zei the 'Only you.' Gave Jamie a sudden uneasy feeling. She finished the massage and was about to leave when the bride waylaid her. Her innocent face had become one of pure...

Ryuuken Ishada sat smoking on the roof top, boven of his hospital. When a limo came and parked in front of the emergency door. Ishada crushed the cigerett beneath his feet in disgust at such arrogance. Two men came out of the limo, Ryuuken sniffed slightly and plugged his nose immediately. Damn his sensitive senses, death clung to them in a way he usually didn't experience. He thought of his bow, just one pull and it would all be over. At least the smell would be. Ryuuken shook himself and hurried to take care of the nuisance. As he came from the elevator the one in shades said."You the boss around...