Wasted; Fuck...

Terumi bummed around town with Kurome for a while, looking for a place where the two of them could allegedly get busy for a little bit. It didn't seem like he was looking forward to it, but something in him also wanted to keep going. Something about him being 'satisfied.' Though he was pretty sure that this girl couldn't do anything of the sort, it was at least a shot at something. With nothing else going for him on any leads elsewhere, this was the only shit he could really take toward finding whatever that 'satisfaction' is.

"Hurry up..." he groaned, looking around the buildings, "... Don't get lost. I won't come look for you."

”Heh, I wouldn’t get lost from your fine ass even if I tried to.”

She said as she stuck close to him like glue, it wasn’t weird at all or so she didn’t think it was. She just followed him around while eyeing him up and down like a raw piece of meat, drool started to fall from her mouth; she just couldn’t help herself whatsoever.

”Hehehe.”

"Lucky me..." he grumbled again, finding it frustrating trying to tell which places were completely no good and which ones were actually inhabitable. The difference was so very vague and obscure and Terumi didn't want to waste time going inside to check each one of them. "Ugh, FUCK! There's no place around here..." He barely knew why he was even still going through with this... He didn't have to. But maybe he'd find some sort of satisfaction from doing so. Maybe...

Sooner or later, Terumi came across a place that stood out from the other buildings; one that was fine and well taken care of, with a sign that said 'Deadman's Den; the Forbidden Hotel.' At that moment he knew that this was the place, but was a little upset that he was right about there being a hotel probably for this specific purpose he was in. Not to mention it being the nicest building in this entire dump of a city. He could see where all of the money for this economy was going. "... Ugh," he groaned once more. Even having to think about these things too much or for too long was annoying, let alone having to actually witness them before his sharp eyes. He turned around to Kurome, glaring at her with his glowing green eyes and said, "Come on. This looks like a place." He walked toward the doors waiting for the girl to follow behind him.

"Hehe. I swear if you didn't act the way you do, then I'd probably wouldn't even find you as attractive as I do now. Though this does speak about my chatacter and what have you haha."

She had grown bored of walking around and was starting to get annoyed because there wasn't anywhere to f***. She sighed a bit before noticing that they had come upon a place that looked way different from the other places, but she wondered why was there only one good looking place outta the whole area. However, she stopped questioning it and just sighed outta relief that they found a spot.

"This place looks good, let's go inside hehe."

She said as she followed behind the guy very closely. In fact she was so close that if he turned around he'd literally bump into her. Her reason for being so close was because she was smelling him, why? Because she wanted to get off a little before she got off a lot.

Terumi headed inside of the hotel without skipping a beat, looking around to see if there was anyone there to assist him. The place seemed to have some people around that looked like they were enjoying the services... Lounging about and whatever. They looked kinda thuggish and roguish, yet some of them seemed pretty pristine and well-kempt. It was strange to find such a blend of totally different types of people in this really luxurious place, and he figured that there was something more to this institution than meets the eye. He didn't let it bother him, though, since none of that was any of his concern.

He stopped abruptly at the front desk, wherein which Kurome would have bumped into him from being so damn close, and he would turn to her with fierce, shining eyes and a scowl to match. "Hey. Back up." His words were sharp and direct, yet seemed to be the toned down version of whatever else he was thinking at the time. "... You're a creep, you know that...?" Yet, he couldn't deny that part of that was a little attractive, in a weird, almost animalistic sort of way. That seemed to soothe his howling soul a bit, even if this girl still made him a little uneasy with how fucking... into this she was right off the bat. Terumi almost wanted to question his morals.

"Uh... Help, please?" His voice was as dry as ever and lacked any form of enthusiasm, which also definitely described all of the emptiness he was feeling about even going through with this. He rang the little bell on the desk, just in case no one heard his low and dreary voice, which he wasn't expecting, anyway. He was hoping to get this over with as soon as possible so he could start finding these damn answers... Anything that wasn't getting him answers was nothing but a waste of time.

Upon coming into the place, she noticed that it really was different from the other places and so were the people; everyone seemed tough and yet well placed so to say. So while I walking in, she wasn't really paying attention to her boy toy and she bumped into him, and upon doing that she had a little accident in her panties.

"Kyaaaa~ *pant, pant* can't believe you already made me.... you know...heh heh. Such a beast you are."

As she said, she had a accident and now her panties were soaked and she it could be seen because her love nector was running down her legs slowly.

"Oh... yeah...I'm only a creep when you're with me her heh."

Terumi sighed heavily, thoroughly embarrassed and agitated that this girl couldn't 'keep it in her pants' so to speak, and was so easily stimulated that she was already soaked. He didn't see anything that could be gotten out of this, honestly, and wondered if this girl would be able to satisfy him. "... Ugh..." he groaned, trying to muster up the words to speak to the shadowy man at the counter, "... Yeah can I... *sigh* ... Can I get a room, or something?" He knew that he didn't have any money and was hoping he could find a way to get through this without paying... Or at least that the girl had some cash on her, or something. Being so lost in his head, he hadn't really thought any of this part through, and now it was actually becoming MORE embarrassing. "... I don't have any money, but I need a place to stay for the night so we're not out on the street like dirty hobos. I'll be willing to work off the debt doing whatever you need, but... Can you cut me a break this time?" He also hated to sound like he was pleading, but lo' and behold... Such was the case right now. Maybe, in this crazy ass city, the people here would be open to hospitality like those weird little furry animals were. Here's hoping...

"Heh."

She laughed a bit because she knew that what she did was embarrasing, but it only made her feel even better in some weird way.

"I sure hope we can get a room."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Terumi snapped back ferociously, yet quietly, "You judging me, or something?"

She wasn’t sure what the problem was, but if the deal was to pay back the man for using the place for their need; then what was the problem? She couldn’t put her finger on it, so she didn’t bother to try and put her finger on it. Maybe the price was too high or maybe the man didn’t want them in there or maybe it was her? Whatever the reason was, she sighed about it and rubbed her head a bit and once her hair got a little fuzzy and messed up a bit; something changed about her.

”Just forget it Terumi, the guy doesn’t wanna let us in, so we can just move on and find a ditch somewhere and get it on. I really don’t like being told that “You can’t afford this place”, even if it wasn’t said directly.”

She rolled her eyes and turned towards the door, since the guy wasn’t selling, but what was strange was that this was the first time she’d used Terumi’s name and not “Guy” or just not using his name in gen; so the change was somewhat big if it was noticed.

Terumi, suddenly highly offended, lashed his eyes like lightning toward Kurome, snarling at her relatively loudly, "Yeah, right in some fucking ditch around the corner, right? Or, like, in an alley behind the building or next door or something like that, right?" At that point, it probably would cause the 'quality' of this hotel to go down a bit, especially if they did it in public. Something sparked inside of Terumi to quite possibly even to actually follow through with that. Just as quickly as he'd snapped back with Kurome would he whip his bright eyes back at the strange shadowy man, caring nothing for the intense gaze shared between them from the light of his red eyes. Terumi's own began to vibrate intensely at a high speed, seeming as though sparks would fly from them at any moment.

”Meh.”

She didn’t really care anymore about the topic, if they got to say that was good and if they didn’t good; she didn’t really feel like going through the motions with anyone for that matter, yet alone this guy behind the desk or whatever. She fixed her hair and sighed again, she wasn’t sure why Ty didn’t intervene here or why he didn’t tell let people know she was coming or anything; so cool guy he is. She couldn’t really get him on some levels, because he hardly ever tells her anything about why he’s doing what he’s doing.

”Ty why don’t you help me when I really need you? You’re lucky I love you so damn much or I would’ve decked you right in the face for this joke you’re play heh heh.”

She said to herself or rather under her breath for the most part, but that’s when she heard the man say that they could stay and then pay him back, so she shrugged because Terumi was the head and she’s let him make the choices from here till they parted and so on. She was just that type of girl who found it hot when guys take charge, etc.

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A single stroke curved a white hot lightning bolt straight down into Valparaiso, arcing around the Delta and through the Dusk straight into the hole leading to the very bottom of the construct. By the time the electricity diffused in the air, the bolt of electricity should have become invisible, yet still retained a majority of the electrical charge that Tsao sent down toward the Chrysm at the time.

The crack of a whip snapped directly under the pantyline of the young Kurome, only the faint ethereal image of a wolf able to be made out just barely slipping from just under her. Its back rubbed against her gently, but swiftly, all the way down to the flick of its tail leaving a static charge beneath the belt before the lupine distortion shot up the spine of Terumi, sending him a sensation that he'd be able to feel just as intensely. It would be not only from Kurome's ecstasy falling into the conductivity of the electricity in the air, but also the connection of the wolf through both of them to bestow upon him the raw power of his Spirit Guardian; the Dark Wolf.

"... If You Want Answers..." the Dark Wolf howled softly, releasing a sound that would keep the connection stable between the two of them, "... And Your Memories..." he added, giving Terumi a glimpse of all that he'd chosen to forget, ignore or block out from his mind, "... Then Accept The Deal And Follow Our Lead When We Call." Suddenly, the wolf would fall silent again, yet the static cling of his presence upon Terumi lingered throughout the atmosphere.

Between the noise from Kurome, who was talking about someone or something else entirely, yet still within earshot of Terumi, who was attempting to split his attention between both she and this shadow man's words, was becoming even more frustrated. This guy was clearly looking down on him, and even though Terumi could clearly tell that, there was something about him that made Terumi feel as though he were left in the dark about something really important morally. He turned his head quickly as to look at Kurome, feeling some sort of intense electrical surge up his spine that caused his eyes to vibrate even more intensely than before. At that moment, he would be able to see the image of the ethereal wolf before his eyes and hear the sound of it speaking to him within his soul. Despite how offended he felt by the man and irritated he was by the girl, something told him to continue on as planned.

"... Deal," he said more to the wolf than to the man, yet still very audibly and coherently to ensure that it was said and secure. There was a lot that seemed to be coming up all at once suddenly and somehow, he felt like engaging with it as it came was the best way to deal with it. This wolf, in all of its forms, seemed to be leading or guiding him toward some sort of end goal that Terumi simply was not aware of, and for whatever reason, following the wolf, if nothing else, put him into motion. It seemed to know things about him that he, himself did not know or could not recall, which made him ever more curious about what answers this creature could provide him as long as he followed it. Terumi decided to stick it out, but looked at Kurome to see how she was feeling.

"Were just gonna not say anything about that odd feeling haha, but I wonder what it was and why'd it show up? Any who I guess we have a deal then."

She heard what Terumi said and that was her answer as well; she simply started to skip around him repeatedly and started to sing her favorite song in the mutiverse! "I'm queen of the castle".

"I'm queen of the castle, I'm queen of the castle~"

"... Odd feeling...?" Terumi couldn't help but to mutter under his breath. He didn't notice it too much, save for a really intense tingle up his spine, though he felt like that was just instinctive anticipation and nothing really on the foreground of his mind. However, it was right after that which the image of that wolf appeared. Somehow, this girl must have been connected to that wolf, and that feeling was proof of it. When the deal was sealed, Terumi felt at peace with himself, for some reason, and closed his eyes. Even so, there was a faint tinge of irritation about how all of this came to be. His body immediately tensed up, the irritation heightening and disturbing his initial peace the longer he had to entertain the train of thought. It caused his body to shudder, beginning to crackle with electricity, as it had been doing before outside. "... You'd better satisfy me," he said under his breath, restraining his voice, yet keeping an electric sharpness that would lash at Kurome viciously. The static charge of his body was able to be felt upon hers, even though they weren't touching, "... Bitch."

"Oooh my, getting into now I see. Hehehe, come on, call my a bitch again; it's a turn on he he."

She was super geeked up now that they could finally have a nice room, she still wasn't sure about the odd feelings she was getting and kept getting for that matter, but it didn't matter. She just kept on skipping around her boy toy till whomever would show them to their room.

"I'm queen of the castle, I'm queen of the castle~"

From the depths of the place she called "Hell" came a face that hadn't been see in a long ass time; that face was Chusin's face, but not the same Chusin that died a while ago. This was a totally different version of her or at least look wise since she took off the bandages that covered her face, which could now be seen by all. Though the look was just messy, her hair was messed up and she was still wearing her PJ's with a cup of Jo in her hand, in total, she was a hot mess. She yawned a bit, well a lot to be honest and she rubbed her eyes while turning and looking at her dead beat father who was more or less a dick. However, her beef with him wasn't personal whatsoever, but more or less she felt like he didn't love her as much as her sister and that always got to her for whatever reason.

"I was sleeping you ass, why'd you wake me up? Couldn't you have gotten you favorite daughter to do whatever it is you want me to do? You know what? Don't answer that, just know that I still hate you."

In all honesty, she really wanted to hug her father and be loved by him, but she just couldn't bring herself to express those feelings; so instead of those feelings, she showed the other ones. However, she finally looked around and saw two new faces and that's when she knew why she was called and it only made her sigh.

"Oh this is just great, more people...come on you two, I'll show you to you're cell..I mean room."

"... Shut the fuck up," he said in a snippy tone again, still clearly really irritated. Whatever these sensations were from this really eerie crew was rubbing Terumi the wrong way. "... Cell...?" Even if he was a bit in his head, he was still highly acute and perceptive, and that didn't sound like it was a joke. He wasn't sure what he'd gotten himself into... But a deal was a deal, and he would keep to it. "Ugh. Whatever. Come on, Kurome." At least he'd have a way to release his own pent up frustrations... At the very least. Terumi followed Chusin wherever she was leading him.

"Yes sir! Ehehe."

She was really getting turned on now, because things were finally starting to heat up and what have you. However, she couldn't help but hear what the other girl said about a cell or something.

"Cell? What does that mean?"

It wasn't like saying something like that was just gonna fly pass her and not be questioned. She didn't know if it was a joke or if they we're actually going to a cell; so an answer was needed as she followed.

Thanytoz shook his head at the band of misfits. To think, he said he would take in whatever vagabond signed a contract and pledged to work, as well as actually pulled their weight in terms of service. Sighing heavily, already sensing a migraine coming on, Thanytoz held his hand up to his forehead and awayed the next band. "... Sometimes, I wonder if it is my heart that is greater than my mind, as well." He would deal with Chusin when she was done with her services. It was clear that she was feeling neglected over Tzita simply because Tzita did profitable work when Thanytoz needed her to be active, and Chusin was much more rebellious, and therefore could not be trusted to handle situations that required her to simply do as she was told in order to get a simple task accomplished. If nothing else, being able to follow orders to get a greater goal accomplished smoothly and fluidly was of the utmost importance, but Thanytoz also needed to remember that loving the Children he took under his wing in the Hotel was just as important. Perhaps he, himself, had been slacking in that department. Yet, that eased his mind, letting him know that his heart was still not above his head. "... As it should be..." he uttered softly, somehow finding peace in that. He was the Pumpkinghead, not the Pumpkingheart, after all. It would be bad if he were not doing his own job and being in place where he was supposed to be... Especially if he requested the same of all those that were under him.

"... Report back to me when you're done, Chusin," he'd call to her before she'd walk off, "I believe you and I need to have a heart to heart talk." It was about that time for Chusin to receive 'the talk' from her father, as well. Tzita had already been savvy to it (or, at least, she should have, by this time) and the little ragamuffin, Chusin, needed to experience it as well. Thanytoz simply manned his position, keeping an Eternally Open Third Eye on each of his ruffian customers of all class, yet closing his other two in order to rest... and meditate deeply on what the next move was to be. He spent most of his time pensively thinking, and by now, it should have been clear as to why.