Private A Daughter Taking a Sinister Turn

[Neyana]

Nicole wanders around Eve, the Capital of the Agents of Chaos. Though, she isn't in the lovely sections of this city. Oh no. She's wandering around in the slums. Her eyes dart from house to house, ruin to ruin, all while trying to head back to the main areas of the city. Perhaps she took a wrong turn somewhere, or perhaps this is where she intended to be. No matter. As she wanders, Nicole didn't notice she was being followed. Followed by who? Well, she wouldn't notice until four figures walked her path, all carrying knives. When she notices this, she reaches a hand to her jacket to prepare herself if things didn't go her way.

"Can you all please move?" Nicole spoke out to the four in front of her. "I need to go that way."

One of the people snickered. "Then why don't you pay up? This is our turf your walking through. Those that enter it need to pay the toll."

Nicole glares at him briefly. "I don't have time for this..." As she turns around, she bumped into the one who was stalking her. She stumbles backwards for a moment and blinks at having three others behind her. Her eyes widen ever so slightly. With this slight hesitation, the one from before grips onto her left arm, and yanks her back to facing him. "That wasn't a suggestion..." And suddenly a knife is pointed at her neck.

Scherezade deWinter

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Neyana​

It was another friendly evening that Scherezade had spent in that cantina that had no sign and no food. She'd become some sort of a regular there since that night she'd escaped the underground tunnels after a hard fight, and even though she generally lived at the dockyard and mostly worked around the Tower, most of her free time had shifted into the slums.

She'd just been about to make her way back to the dockyards since it was getting quite late, when a familiar scent hit her. A Blood Hound by Force affinity, Scherezade's mind held a giant index of blood she had scented before. Under normal circumstances, she could tell species and blood lines from it, providing she'd been exposed to them before. But if she already knew the blood, she could scent it from quite the distance.

And this distance, she knew, was too damn small. What was Nicole doing there?! The girl was… Scherezade was still figuring her out. Sweet, though on the anxious side, and not someone who'd come to a place like this to look for adventure. Or so she thought. Had she been wrong?

Moving swiftly through the makeshift streets, Scherezade found Nicole quite quickly… Surrounded by brutes, with a knife to her throat.

"Gentlemen," she purred sweetly, grabbing their attention. It was hard not to notice Scherezade. In this scenario, mostly because it was dark, and her eyes glowed emerald green. Now that she had her attention, she grinned. "That is not how you treat a lady."

 

[Neyana]

Well, Nicole now wasn't in a position to really talk or do much. Her eyes soon turn into a faint glare, and she spoke to the brute with the knife at her neck, and gives him a faint grin. "Don't threaten me with a good time." She hopes that this might also give them all some confusion, and delays them for long enough so the girl can devise a plan to get out of this.

The man holding her grinned wider. "Oh really? Well then. We'll take your money, and your body. How does that sound?" Nope. That, that didn't work out too well. Though, as one of the men went to chuckle, Scherezade deWinter appears and catches all of their attention. "Lady, I don't know who you are, but you should mind your own damn business." And the man holding Nicole grips her tighter, and pulls her closer towards his chest, turning the girl around and now its a hostage situation. Oh joy.

By the look of Nicole's face, well. She isn't happy at all. Though, thanks to Scherezade's distraction, it did give her some time to think of something. The tattered glove the man has suddenly got hotter, and hotter, until it burst into flames. He suddenly drops the knife in his surprise, which leaves Nicole to elbow him in the gut, followed by moving a hand forward to push those in front of her towards Scherezade deWinter .

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Neyana​

If grabbing Nicole like that was meant to have any sort of visible impact on Scherezade's features, it wasn't showing. The girl seemed entirely unaffected by the fact that someone else had gone from having a knife to her throat, to being hugged from behind with the very same knife.

"I'm Scherezade," the curvaceous woman introduced herself, "I like cheese cubes and violence."

Without waiting for a reaction, her hands came up. Though Scherezade's favorite form of fighting was with all of her blades (15 in number and on some days even more than that), she was still a Sith through and through, and the Force flowed strongly in her veins.

The dudes who weren't hugging Nicole from behind rose into the air against their will, hands and leg kicking. Scherezade clapped her hands once, sending them into each other, making sure the hitting point was the heads. It was harder to knock people unconscious than holofilms made it out to be, so she made sure they hit each other's heads extra hard. Maybe a skull crack or two were even heard.

And then she looked at the man who was grabbing Nicole again, and she took a step forward.

"If you don't let her go, I'm going to bleed you dry through your eye sockets," she said with a warm smile, "I'd invite you to watch a recording of it, but you'll be too blind and too dead for that to be possible."

 

[Neyana]

Well. The three that were flung towards Scherezade deWinter landed just a few feet in front of her still shocked and amazed at some invisible force just pushing them away. Of course, the man holding Nicole is more focused on the fact that he was just elbowed and his hand is on fire. The words that Scherezade deWinter spoke out did not reach his ears. His other arm finally released the girl, and once he puts the burning glove off, he glares at both of them. "Men! Get them!"

Though, to his surprise, he hears the thud of those behind him falling down, and those in front of him are slowly standing up, a bit stunned by the push. "Wha?" He has the look of confusion on his face.

"I said I didn't have time for this." Nicole spoke out turning around to once more punch the man in the gut, wanting him to be out of breath. Afterwords, she'd kick him down in the groin, which definitely stuns him and keeps him on the ground for a bit. "Well. That was fun..." Nicole then turns back over to walk towards Scherezade deWinter . "I, I uhh, I didn't need any help!"

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Neyana​

Scherezade had just stood there, smiling, while Nicole took care of the man. She knew the fire to his glove had come from her, because it hadn't come from Scherezade herself, and there wasn't anyone else around them that could've done it. The punches were cute too.

But she hadn't killed him.

"You're adorable," Scherezade smiled as she walked closer, looking at the man, "but the deal was, he needs to release you. Not you release yourself. So I guess he's going to suffer."

Using her foot, Scherezade rolled the unconscious man onto his back, and held a hand above the general area of his face.

For a few seconds, it seemed as if nothing happened. But then his eyes snapped open, and instead of looking like normal eyes, they were red, bursting to the brim with blood that was flowing up. Another breath, and burst they did, and Nicole got to see what five liters of blood looked like when they poured through a man's eye sockets, leaving his body nothing but an empty shell, drenched only on the outside in his own blood.

And as if none of that happened at all and this was just a casual stroll in the park, Scherezade turned to Nicole, ignoring the fact that her boots had gotten wet in the bloody aftermath as well, and smiled. "You okay?"

 

[Neyana]

Nicole did not want to kill him. She merely wanted to get away and to prove that she shouldn't be messed with. "Eh. Details Details. I got free didn't I?"

Though Nicole watches as Scherezade deWinter moves closer towards the fallen man. "Hey what are you do...ing..." She blinks watching her boss move her hand towards his eyes, and causing the blood of the man to be relinquished from his body. And she stares in awh and curiosity. She stares at how beautiful the blood was pouring out of his eyes. Even after the man was dead, Nicole stood there speechless.

The three men who weren't taken care of finally stood up, but they, too, were in amazement, and then fear overcame them. Those men start to run off, not wanting to die. "W-We'll pretend this didn't happen!" One of them shouted as he ran off. "Y-Yeah, Yeah! We never saw you and you never saw us!" Another shouted. Clearly they were terrified and pray they live to see another day.

Of course, Nicole was too fascinated by the blood to register what Scherezade deWinter spoke. "So pretty..."

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Neyana​

Scherezade laughed as Nicole answered, her voice giving her fascination away. Now there was something unexpected. Usually people made faces, barfed from disgust, or made the attempt to move away as quickly as they possibly could. Not the kid next to her.

"You can touch it," she encouraged her, "Go on. It's still warm. Stays that way for a bit once it's out of the body. You can also lick it, but I don't recommend that. Takes vile. I don't understand how some species enjoy that crap. If I didn't need it on occasion for my abilities I'd never even get near."

Stepping back, the curvaceous bladesma'm of the Agents of Chaos gave the younger one full access.

 

[Neyana]

Well, Scherezade deWinter didn't need to give her permission. The girl was already next to the body and stares at the man's blood. A hand reaches into her bag and she takes out a small vial. Empty. With her thumb, she uncorks it, and her free hand leads some of the blood into the vial, filling it up for later use. Nicole then puts the vial away, and merely.. plays with the remainder of the blood. Similar to a child playing with water.

"Uhm, Scherezade... can you teach me how to do that sort of thing? I'm not very experienced in this type of Force abilty..."

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Neyana​

Glowing green eyes followed the girl as she moved to… Collect the blood? It was odd. There was no judgement for the playing, but the keeping it had been what made Scherezade blink. Next came the question. Whoa. Scherezade had not trained anyone in… Well, nearly two years, now that she thought about it. She'd had a few apprentices that made the attempt of apprenticing with her, but they'd all disappeared quite quickly, before she could do something of note with them or to them.

In response, Scherezade crossed her arms across her chest, an inquisitive look upon her face as she continued to look at Nicole. She knew the girl to be a Force User; after all, they'd gone on several missions together by now. She also knew she wasn't the most experienced of Forcies out there.

But the Blood… Scherezade hadn't outright gone and learned it. She was a Blood Hound, and it was an inherit part of her being. But then again, there had been plenty of people that had pulled similar tricks without being Blood Hounds either. So… Perhaps she couldn't really teach everything, but some of them…

"Sure," she shrugged after a very long pause, and then smiled, "But why'd you take a vial of the stuff? I… don't really do that. I do other things."

 

[Neyana]

A smile appears on the short girls face, and she stands up straight to face the much taller woman, though as she stands up Nicole stumbles back a bit but catches her balance. "Well, I really only know how to use blood that isn't in the body. So I keep vials around to toss them when I desire." Nicole soon wanders a bit closer towards Scherezade deWinter , rather curious as to why the woman is here of all places. At that same thought process, why was she even here? The thought is soon dismissed, however, as she turns to look at this mess the both of them made.

"So what now? Do we leave? Do we run? Do we drink the blood?" A faint grin appears at that last one, but surely the woman isn't that crazy.

Hopefully. Probably not.