198th floor - hallway

Random Mobs wrote:"Hnngkkk! NNnghooo! Nooo!" Howard choked out even as he was condemned and thrown to the wolves. his eyes looked back up at Hiyori's spine, searching desperately for some hint of mercy, and finding none.

"Huu Hiiii I I don't know what you wantttt! NNNNgh! Hhhhhe didn't.... Tell me!" Howard struggled to say around the thick muscles constricting his windpipe and arteries in his neck.

She sent another shock through his body before stuffing his face against her clothed clit. "Shh... accept it. You've been cast aside. No worries though... you'll likely enjoy what will soon come." she says after waiting for his movements to become less dramatic. She then, in a quick motion, turned about, her breasts flattened against his chest, her face close to his. "Now... lets delve into the mind and soul of Howard Baracus." she licked her lips. She slowly descended, her lips forming around his, her teeth digging into his skin the only displeasure as the man, felt an overwhelming euphoric feeling disperse throughout his body. Almost like how she had made his arm and penis' ki channel better, it would feel pleasant, yet... disorienting. It was because, she was sucking Howard's soul slowly from his body, letting it flow into her own.

She was getting obsolete memories first. Childhood memories and teenage years. She needed to 'up' the consumption rate, so she closed her eyes, and kissed even more passionately, her hands pulling the blond man closer, her breasts painfully crushing against his rigid chest!

Howard muttered into the kiss at first, before Hiyori's chi latched onto his, and began to pull. he felt the euphoria combined with a cold chilling sensation, that his will, his energy, his entire being was being drawn from where it should be. His eyes began to emit a deep purple light as Hiyori's chi reached in and pulled at his very immortal soul more and more.

He could feel his life's memories disappearing, childhood memories, training, schooling, and more, everything he had ever known was being stripped away. And he was completely paralyzed and powerless to stop it. "MMMMmmm!! MmmmmMMM! NNNNMMMM!" he was screaming but it was smothered out of him, with the exception of breathing violently through his nose.

Hiyori dug her fingers into his flesh, her nails clawing deeply as she also exposed to his trauma his fears, his deep underlying and hidden emotions. Suffering through those, she ate his memories with the woman he mentioned before, Jessica. She could feel other memories he tried to hide, and began to delve into those as her eyes, blinding bright like lightning, rolled back her body quivering as she tried to swallow his soul, all in one, fell swoop!

Hiyori Busujima wrote:Hiyori dug her fingers into his flesh, her nails clawing deeply as she also exposed to his trauma his fears, his deep underlying and hidden emotions. Suffering through those, she ate his memories with the woman he mentioned before, Jessica. She could feel other memories he tried to hide, and began to delve into those as her eyes, blinding bright like lightning, rolled back her body quivering as she tried to swallow his soul, all in one, fell swoop!

Howard was in the presence only one time of all of higher management once.



And the whole affair was intimidating and cold. The old man with the sword was the de-facto leader of the group, but alluded to one more even higher than himself. Their "Lord" as it were. There was a ninth member, seated in shadow. Silent, but ever observant, with one glowing red eye...

They decided to allow Howard to run the day to day operations of the Bliss, provided he did so effectively and funneled sufficient funds to other parts of the Families operations. All these people were dangerous in the extreme. Powerful, fast, experienced, and deadly. They were preparing for war...

The light emitting from Howard's eyes turned from purple to bright green as Hiyori's chi gripped at the very core of his life spark, his very soul. His body went tense, and his voice silent in the struggle.

Then, the light faded and disappeared between Hiyori's teeth and lips. Howard's body, from skin to hair, turned ashen grey inside his clothes. His eyes where now hollow.

Random Mobs wrote:
Howard was in the presence only one time of all of higher management once.



And the whole affair was intimidating and cold. The old man with the sword was the de-facto leader of the group, but alluded to one more even higher than himself. Their "Lord" as it were. There was a ninth member, seated in shadow. Silent, but ever observant, with one glowing red eye...

They decided to allow Howard to run the day to day operations of the Bliss, provided he did so effectively and funneled sufficient funds to other parts of the Families operations. All these people were dangerous in the extreme. Powerful, fast, experienced, and deadly. They were preparing for war...

The light emitting from Howard's eyes turned from purple to bright green as Hiyori's chi gripped at the very core of his life spark, his very soul. His body went tense, and his voice silent in the struggle.

Then, the light faded and disappeared between Hiyori's teeth and lips. Howard's body, from skin to hair, turned ashen grey inside his clothes. His eyes where now hollow.

She saw this 'upper management' but the connection to his soul must have been somewhat unstable, or... Howard physically was trying to avoid looking at their faces for longer than a minute. She thought she saw familiar faces in the crowd, but was uncertain. She thought one of the said faces was Lord Protector Istion, but she didn't get a good look at the man's face to confirm her suspicions or not. One of them definitely was the man who was on the screen earlier though, and then... there was the curious, ninth figure behind them whom she could not see at all, save for a gleaming eye of sorts.

Once the vision was over, Hiyori blinked, gasping a low, erotic cry. With Howard's soul consumed, she coughed, and raised herself from the bed. "Well... I guess you were right about not knowing shit. Sorry about that." she says, in a condescending manner at the soulless corpse now made of ash. "But... you did pique my intrigue with this... other knowledge." she chuckled lowly, removing herself from the bed. She left the room, only to return with the vacuum she had taken from Jessie earlier. Humming, she plugged it into the outlet and began to suck up the man's remains. Such a useful technique her mother, Nohime Busujima, perfected. The Busujima's have always been closely tied to the occult, not that this was public knowledge, only the head 'families' of the Busujima clan mastered such abilities or knew of their existence.

Thanks to Howard's memories with his mother... She thought of her own mother, who... seemed to have just... vanished from her life. Yet, Hiyori could remember her at times... just so... clearly:



Hiyori inherited her abilities, those which allowed her to swallow souls, to use the ability Soul of Nue, which sometimes was referred to some of the house staff as the 'Soul of Noh'. Did she kill her own mother in an effort to learn this technique? Or had her father, the younger Raijin Busujima, the 'Thunder Beast' of Beijio:



...lied to her? That her mother didn't just up and leave in the dead of night? To sail north bound and never return? Hiyori had pondered her mother's fate for many years, and it was always a sore topic for her to reflect on.

All that remained of Howard was his clothes, which the Lady of the Clan disposed of with her electricity, the heat of the bolts setting it ablaze. She disposed of the ashes with Howard's, sending them unceremoniously down a trash chute in the hallway. The crime of the century, she was sure the underworld will be spinning tales of what happened to Howard. Did he flee Galideno? Did the Families 'rub' him out? They'll never find him. Of those, the last was perhaps the truest of the statements. Hiyori realized she could simply flee now, not meet with the mysterious individual... but a powerful curiosity swelled inside; not only that... but the man on the screen was part of that 'upper management'. He may know more about the situation in Beijiio concerning the murders, and it wasn't like he was going to kill her. No, he didn't have that vibe with there small interaction; and it seemed she was doing him a favor in killing Baracus.

As a Noble Lady, I shall at least be respectful and chat with him. She thought, finally glad that 'Raechi' can be retired. She didn't mind the name, but... it had been a full month since she even thought of her own name, and clan. She decided to remain in the bunny suit for now though, she didn't want the cameras to see her as Hiyori. Walking back to the room, she closed the door behind her, making the bed before sitting patiently in one of the chairs, crossing one sexy thigh over the other after making adjustments to the uniform to make herself more presentable. She also chewed on a stick of gum, she needed to get Howard's taste out of her mouth. Still though, she was impressed by the man's physical form up till she well, ate him, for a lack of better words.

Well, I shall make good use of his skills and powers. He seemed to be well versed in combat; almost a shame in the manner of how he died. I could sense he REALLY wanted to make use of his skills,
given I gave him a taste of Ki Acupuncture and stabilized the flow of Ki in his arm. She thought, filing her right hand's nails, a light blue flame flickering atop each of the fingernails, before she puckered her lips and blew them softly out. "Hm... Could be useful." she says softly.

As Hiyori awaited for him, Oromov descended the stairs from the helipad. Every person before him stood aside, and cleared the way. One of the Council of Eight was to be given the utmost respect and courtesy, as anyone who had worked in the Bliss knew implicitly. The halfbreed walked through the halls of the penthouse, before descending the stairs to the 198th floor, where he approached the suite used as the comms room where Howard had died and been hoovered up mere minutes ago.

Ooromov did not wait, and thrust the doors open with a single wave of ki.

"Ah, so my guest had yet to depart. I take it you wish to discuss something with me?" asked Oromov, his browless eyes narrowed at Hiyori.

Oromov the Black Serpent wrote:As Hiyori awaited for him, Oromov descended the stairs from the helipad. Every person before him stood aside, and cleared the way. One of the Council of Eight was to be given the utmost respect and courtesy, as anyone who had worked in the Bliss knew implicitly. The halfbreed walked through the halls of the penthouse, before descending the stairs to the 198th floor, where he approached the suite used as the comms room where Howard had died and been hoovered up mere minutes ago.

Ooromov did not wait, and thrust the doors open with a single wave of ki.

"Ah, so my guest had yet to depart. I take it you wish to discuss something with me?" asked ooromov, his browless eyes narrowed at Hiyori.

Hiyori glanced over at him, finding his appearance... curious. "Well it be rude of me to simply cut and run. Besides, you did not raise any alarms; so I must have been... useful in some manner or way." She says before unfurling her legs from there position, and slowly rose up, slipping her heels back on. "Since you know who I am, I'll cut the introductions. I also feel it be safer for me to not know who you are, despite my burning curiosity." she says in a low, silky voice. She revolved around him, inspecting him as much as he had to her. "Domescadian, I see..." she says before noting the blade he carried. She didn't say anything, but only glanced at his face with a look of curious confusion.

She went to speak of it, but closed her plush lips and leveled her stylized eyebrows. She instead spoke in a gentle, yet low tone: "I'm here because several of my staff, who work to preserve the Empire were murdered under mysterious, almost gangland style means. We suspected the Galideno City Crime Families may have been involved given that we are, both in a matter of speaking, in direct competition with one another. Now, that either means the Crime Families are killing my Emperor's people out of greed..." she then leans back, arms under her endowed, jiggling bosom. "...or there is a group of assholes disrupting the status quo. I know they are in this city, but if it isn't from the 'higher ups', the Families... have a 'Pawn' who thinks they're a 'King'." she says with a grin. "Good thing, both are easy to kill once exposed."

"So, in effect, you murdered one of MY subordinates based on suspicion rather than evidence?" Oromov asked. "Are you trying to provoke tensions? In a climate where Abdel is already preparing for war? Not very wise" he said, as he began to circle Hiyori as she had done him. She was wearing one of those strange bunny costumes of the cocktail waitresses from one of the more lewd locations lower in the tower. "And I wonder which poor lady you murdered to acquire your uniform..." he wondered out loud.

He stopped circling her and stood before her, his eyes glowering down at her eyes over the high collar. "You accuse us of murdering your people, people you claim to be in service of your Emperor as a way of condemning it, but in that same breath you murder one of my employees, who was in service to a Lord himself, as am I. Does that mean we both commit legalized murder?"

Oromov leaned down, so he looked directly into Hiyori's eyes. "Don't be so hypocritical, Lady Busujima. Murder is murder, no matter whom you claim to fight for or why you fight." He stood up straight and stood back a little. "Now, with that being said, I assume you have a good reason as to why I should not throw you from the top of this tower as a corpse?"

She raised a brow. "Are you saying Abdel has ties to the Casino here then? For as the way I see it, I provoked nothing but perhaps your temper." she says before frowning. "I'm not trying to spark any war. Those who endanger my homeland, my Emperor will receive a swift death. My mission is absolute to its end. We all have to make sacrifices. Necessary evils to see the mission to its end. Miss Raichi so happened to get an interview with the Casino, and I just happened to know." she says, indicating she had killed the poor girl before she even met any at the staff or employers; thankfully she was a fellow Beijionese woman so there had no suspicions when she showed up for the first day. Hiyori studied this job obsessively in the weeks before she started it. The only hitch so far, which she couldn't have possibly expected, was meeting this man before her.

She raised a brow, watching him vulture her now. Not in the same fashion as those who 'Raichi' served, but as a warrior observing Hiyori's nuances. He paused. Once he finished she raised a brow, a slanted smile upon her face as she thought of the situation they were both in. "Well I couldn't let Howard go, much in the same light as you see to me. Besides... my methods of extracting information tend to leave the other party... not breathing once I'm finished with them." she looked at his sharp gaze with her almost smiling eyes.

"However, you won't kill me. Because, I can prove to be a little more useful to you. More than Howard, anyhow." she says with a smirk. "I did you a favor by getting rid of a weak link in your chains, if you don't agree. However, I still believe a weaker link exists... I didn't come here with no evidence, Mr. Domescan. I know that whoever killed my men are in this city, and that they work for Howard, or at least did. My abilities allow me to... see memories. One of my grunts was barely breathing when I happened upon him, but through his eyes I saw Okami-mimi, automatic weapons and a fat human man saying he needed to get back to the Bliss to have another chat with the T.I.R.S. Director, under Mr. Baracus' orders. I thought I caught the name of this fat man as 'Huel' but such an ugly name seemed almost... too fake. I also could not find any under that name in my search, possibly because of T.I.R.S. interference, so I went over this 'Huel's' head, and saught out Howard Baracus."

"I had assumed the hit on my operation was Baracus' doing. I guess not. The fat man 'Huel' didn't even appear in Howard's memories. Again, I'd like to point out the possibility of one of your lower level grunts becoming a little greedy. With Howard dead, whoever is turning the cogs behind 'Huel' may try and take advantage of the situation."

She pointed at the man, narrowing her eyes. "I owe you, do I not? I've given you my findings, my reasons for being here. I've murdered one of your valued employees, yet 'valued' is a bit strong considering it was Howard. A beautiful noble lady of Beijio with numerous skills in her employ. What else could you ask for, regarding repayment? Be it what you may." she says, stating she could be of use to him in any way possible, be it hands on and to the task, or to the pleasures of the flesh; she did notice his interest be it purely professional observation or not of the tower's bunny outfit (which she too detested honestly).

"Are you generalizing that all Domescan's are Abdel's slaves?" retorted Oromov. "I may be half Domescadian by blood, but not all Domescan's abide by Abdel's rule. In fact, many of my people do not." Oromov almost said more, but carefully chose not to. "Necessary evil, you say. Indeed, there are many evils one must bear to carry out the greater good."

"You wanted Howard to talk. He knew nothing of real importance, as he and much of the management staff here at this facility are but figureheads. But perhaps I an my superiors have been away from Galideno for too long. Trusting too much in the abilities of Howard and the other lower management to keep the status quo a little longer than was within their capabilities." the Black Serpent lamented as he crossed his arms. as he considered her story regarding Grim and 'Huel' and the possible involvement of the T.I.R.S. At their mention, Oromov's eyes sharpened. If Tenik's little private army tracked these events back to his lord and their projects, it would mean a massacre, and then war, but war with the wrong side. Despite his lords personal hate towards Tenik's company, they all recognized that Tenik was the lesser of the two evils when compared to Abdel and his mysterious benefactors.

"Howard knew too little to be of any real value or threat if interrogated, but... I do not particularly find the presence of loose ends appealing. Get changed into something more respectable, and find this 'Huel'. See what he knows, and who he has spread information to. Do this, and you will have earned at least my respect."

That said, Oromov departed the suite and left Hiyori alone in the suite.

After he left, the Black Serpent began making plans of his own. He did not yet trust Hiyori to keep her word, so he made arrangements to recover 'Huel' in her absence if need be. He dialled out using a mobile device built into his suit. "Yes, it's Oromov. Your mission is the capture and interrogation of the man codenamed 'Huel'. Give him 24 hours. If he has not been recovered by other operatives by then, send in a shadow team and pick him up."

After he left the room, Hiyori guessed it was, perhaps best to now shed the 'Raechi' persona:




She grabbed the edge of her corset, and in one quick spin, her clothing tore away, her body spinning rapidly as she then appeared in her more... 'preferred' style of clothing:



Dressed to kill (literally), she adjusted the armor slightly before exiting the room, catching the Domescan in the hall. She tapped his shoulder in a friendly manner, grabbing his attention. "Just so we are clear, no. I wasn't referring to your race upon the topic of Abdel. I playfully assumed... that the only reason I'd spark a war with Domescadia by killing Howard was that he, and his higher ups were in bed with Abdel." she says before bowing her head. "I meant no disrespect. Especially given how Abdel has..." she paused before sighing. "Never mind. In any case, we will be helping each other. I'll stay my blade, and give you this pig still breathing. What happens afterward... is none of my concern." she says before tapping his shoulder again, then turning to him. "Since Howard has no collection of this Huel, where do you think I should start?" she asked, though she could if she was desperate enough, grab a member of the T.I.R.S. and make them squeal. However, the TIRS as she knew were not a laughable group; they had strong capabilities, and their agents generally were top notch from her experience with the organization.

Oromov turned to face Hiyori , raising a hairless brow. "If I were you, I would start with the one who came into contact with him, Mikaru Shinitase" he replied.

"Now, I must see about getting this facility into some semblance of order and appointing a new manager for it." Oromov stated, before beginning to walk toward the elevator.

Oromov smiled at Hiyori's shushinjutsu, then he made another call as the elevator doors closed. "Get me someone in accounting. Howard's incompetence has been costing us funding somewhere. I need someone to find me that leak, and plug it, and tell me who had access to the leak."