Chilling After Work [Open][NR]

Her fake ID was more than enough for her to get inside of Zero Sum, especially since she worked there, and often at that. Everyone knew her by name, or at least the name she had given them: Ka'lara. No one called her Nanalie here, and no one even dared to call her Nana - only those she knew from her 'past' life were allowed to call her that, and so far she figured she was the only one who had made it through.

But, she wasn't going to dwell on unhappy thoughts - she was off work and ready to just hang out and enjoy the vibe the place gave off. She was still dressed as she had been when working behind the bar: ashen brown hair was thrown up into a ponytail with streaks of blue and purple hair 'paint' giving it a highlighted look. Eyelashes were covered in mascara, and she likewise had black eye-liner around her eyes, but otherwise no makeup. She wore a purple cami with a black top over top that hung off of her shoulders, held up by only thing straps, and with baggy short sleeves that hung down her arms. Legs were covered in a short black skirt with black leggings underneath, and feet were covered in black combat boots. She wore silver and gold rings on almost every finger, and her fingernails were painted neon pink so that they showed easily in the black lights of the club. The right side of of her nose pierced with a purple gem; that added in with the full body tattoo made her fit right in with the majority of the customers, while also helping her look more like the age her fake ID claimed her at.

She sat herself down at the bar towards the end; right where the bartenders liked to hang out and talk when they weren't busy handling the customers orders. "Hey guys..."

"Hey, Ka'lara. How goes? Lookin' for a drink?"

A drink? Sure, why not? It wasn't the first time she had drunk alcohol, even where she had come from she had done it once or twice, but here? Well, with what she seemed to be the alcohol didn't affect her, at least not long, but it did sure taste good. "Sure! Cranberry and vodka, also a slice of that delicious pizza that was cooking when I clocked out would be excellent.", she said with a grin.


"Coming right up!"

She watched the bartender walk off to go start making her drink, and then to go get her her pizza. While she waited she looked around, taking note of the other people within the club, and wondering if she'd spot someone who looked interesting enough to talk to, or maybe even someone she knew..

Ka'lara's drink arrived first, as she expected it to, the perfect mixture of cranberry and vodka with a bendy straw - neon pink in color like her fingernails - within the otherwise clear glass. "Here you go, Ka'lara! Even gave you a straw to match those awesome nails of yours!", said the bartender upon giving her her drink.

She grinned and gave a nod of thanks. "Thanks, Jackie."

"No prob at all. Your pizza will be done shortly. You working tomorrow?"

Ka'lara brought the straw to her lips, taking a long pull from the straw. The effects were almost instant, due to the amount of alcohol in the glass, and they caused a grin to spread across her face. It wouldn't last long, that much she knew, but she would enjoy it while it lasted. "Yeah, I'll be here."

"Good to hear! I heard the customers earlier all left staggering and with their wallets a lot lighter than they had been when they got here."

Ka'lara chuckled and nodded. "That they did, that they did indeed."

She watched her coworker go over to fill another request for another beverage of one of the customers further down, and then turned her red colored gaze, something she quickly heard her 'friends' assume were contacts when she had first started working, to the rest of the people in the club. There was some dancing going on, and the DJ was hard at work keeping the crowds pleased. She took another pull of her drink through her neon pink straw which seemed to glow beneath the black lights.

How the male was allowed past security with two loaded pistols in plain view was a mystery to him. At the very least, he'd expected to be stopped and told to leave, but these people didnt even give him a second glance, much less ask to search the guitar case that he held in his left hand. Perhaps this place was indeed all he'd heard; the infamous club of Edge City, Zero Sum.

Slow steps brought him inside of the place, taking him across the dance floor. The air reeked to him, cheap drugs, bad prostitutes and horrible colonge. Christ, what is it with humans and thier terrible colonges? They splashed the crap on themselves like water.

As he came upon the bar, he leaned the guitar case against it, and slid into an empty seat. "Can I get a screwdriver?"

Holeman was here somewhere. He saw pictures of him on the TV. The little blind kid that was really a Uchiha. How did he get here? Did the kid travel through the same strange doorway that he himself came here through?

Demi recently opened a club. How such a place as this just appeared overnight nearly, was a mystery to Spook. He did catch wind that she'd be needing help around the place, and bodyguarding was everything he knew. Spook spent some time walking around the club, familiarizing himself with it's layout, nooks and crannies.

Spook caught wind that one of his students, Nanalie of the Seitakai twins, had possibly made it across the divide of dimensions too. He used chi manipulation to track her here, to this very bar, somewhere he'd planned on visiting anyway. To see her as a bartender? She was only 16 or so, correct? How had she managed to fool the management into giving her a job. He wasn't going to do anything to stop her of course, and only sat somewhere in the club out of the way in a booth, dressed mostly in baggy black clothing. His hood was up, and his gas mask on, the insect-like eyes on it glowing a neon green color. He wondered if she'd even recognize him if she saw him.

An abnormally strong individual entered the club. He was armed with guns. Spook had a large dislike for the weapons, calling them "cheap," but hey, to each their own. As long as he didn't pull them out and start using them in here, things would remain peaches and cream.

She took another sip of her cranberry and vodka as she watched the bartender disappear back into the hidden kitchen, likely to go check on that piece of pizza for her. While she waited she looked around, red eyes falling upon the male with the guns who had entered. An eyebrow rose, but she didn't comment as she watched him come to the bar with his guitar case; for some reason she found herself wanting to doubt if there was an actual instrument in there...

Her gaze then continued on elsewhere... at least until a familiar ping hit her natural life force detection. There was someone here she knew... and if she was correct.. it was Spook. She almost choked on her drink, coughing before she pushed the glass away and turned fully on her stool. She followed the feeling, her eyes going to the man in the gas mask. Well, she had never seen Spook wear one of those back home, but then again... they didn't have 'em, right?

Lifeforce Detection:

Telepathically she reached out to Spook, figuring he'd never hear her above all of this noise otherwise, "Spook?" Meanwhile, her pizza arrived; supreme with no olives. She turned back around in her stool, figuring that if that was Spook she would get some sort of indication her assumption was correct. "Mmm... this looks delicious...", she said out loud, staring at the large slice on the plate before her.

Angelic Physiology:

"Ah, thank you." The Devil Hunter, offered a warm smile to the bartender she came back with his drink. "Start me a tab, if you would be so kind." The tender nodded to him, and walked off as Anthony took a sip of his drink. As he did, the music in the club changed, switching to something with an odd beat.

Oh, the irony, but at the same time, he didnt mind it, just like he didnt mind the eyes on him as he sipped his drink. He wasnt here to cause trouble for the moment, no, this was just a recon mission. An old friend had called him with a tip about Edge city, letting him know that this was a place that he could make a fortune in. So, the name of the game was scouting today. But if someone wanted to act up? Hashtag ShotsFired

Looks like the rumors were true. So you did make it here, Nanalie. What about that brother of yours? And also be aware that the little blind kid Holeman, he's here somewhere as well.

Telepathy:

It was good to know he wasn't the only one that escaped. He could feel that Nanalie even surpassed him now in terms of strength, so she had to be well versed in the ways of defending herself. The Holeman kid had to be something else as well, and he'd have to go find him somewhere, see how he was. Would have surely been a waste for all of that talent to just be re-written.

Spook continued sitting where he was for now, listening to the strange music.

She took a bite of her pizza, chewing it before swallowing, and enjoying the taste of the delicious food. Meanwhile she kept her gaze on the man at the bar with the guitar case. He didn't look like he was planning on causing trouble; but then again, neither did she, and she could cause a lot of trouble of she wanted. Besides.. she was over protective of those she worked with; and Jackie who was currently working the bar was her 'best' friend at work.

Her brow furrowed, face saddening as she heard Spook's mental reply. It took her a moment to respond, but eventually she did, "Um.. no. No he didn't... The hole we came through was closing, and it was either one of us or none.. so he kicked me through before it closed, but couldn't follow." So, Holeman had made it through? "What about Aisling, or Mitsukai? Did they make it through? Anyone else?"

She raised her pizza to her lips again, taking another bite and the placing it down on her plate again before picking up her drink. She finished chewing and swallowing her food before she picked up her drink and downed the entire glass; which had been mostly full, in one giant pull from the neon pink straw. Her eyes closed slightly as she felt the momentary affects of the alcohol come into play. Maybe it was that that was making her brave but she finally spoke up, loud enough for the man with the guns to hear, "So... why bring weapons to a club, hmm?"

"Hmm." Things seemed to be going slow. Mayhaps this place was active at other times of the day? Anthony lifted the drink, downing it rather quickly and placed he glass on the counter

"Actually, ma'am. I'll be paying that tab now." Hands went into pockets, fishing out crumpled money and tatered coupons for Lucky Charms. "Thank you." He smiled again as the tender collected his payment. He stood up, nodding his head to her and picked up his guitar case. Turning, the male made his way to the exit of the club.


-Exit-

How rude to ignore a lady. Spook figured there were arrogant people no matter what dimension you were in. He shook his head as the man with the guns left.

Aisling and Mitsukai made it here in spirit form. They merged with the versions of themselves here. Aisling fused with a female named Demitria, and Mitsukai is the grand daughter of the Kage of this city, named Amaranth. She has an island not far from here, it's to my understanding Holeman lives there now...

Spook was beginning to grow restless. Perhaps a job, or beating up a weakling reliant on one of these precious guns would suffice. Demi would be spending time adjusting to being an Angel, and Spook would respect that. She could take all the time she needed. Spook was prepared to wait however long it took...

She watched as the man with the guns left without answering her question; but she didn't let it bother her very much, she was just glad that he hadn't caused any trouble - else she would've felt the urge to step in and end the trouble as quickly as possible. She brought her piece of pizza back up to her mouth again, taking another bite and chewing as she listened to Spook explain about how Aisling and Mitsukai had made it in spirit form. Perhaps there would be some hope for her to get to see her twin again then, if he could possibly make it over here in the same fashion. She wouldn't let her hope go to her head though; she would just wait and see.

There was something else he had said though that had peeked her interest and she couldn't help but chuckle softly after swallowing her bite of pizza; though the sound was drowned out mostly by the music. "Wait.. Demitria is Aisling? As in the Demitria that owns this club? I thought she felt familiar. That would explain why she let me work here as bartender, despite the fact that she looked at me like she knew my ID was way fake."

She picked up her last bite of pizza and ate it, chewing as she continued with her telepathic conversation with Spook, "I came too on that island if it's that lovely paradise one across the water that you're talking about. Beautiful place... Anyway. So, did Demitria give you a job too then? Or are you just here to hang out?"

Amaranth had a donation to give Demitria, and she wanted to do so before heading back to Sunset Island so she didn't have to make the trip later on. There was just one problem.... she couldn't get into Demitria's club, Zero Sum, because of the age restriction. Sure, she could have changed what she looked like, but she didn't have an ID of any kind, and seeing as the current door man was checking closely... yeah, she was SOL on that concept.

But, that wouldn't stop her, brown paper wrapped package in hand, from stepping up to him. "Excuse me, sir. My name's Amaranth... could you ask Spook to come to the door, please? I have something for him.", she pointed to the package tucked firmly beneath her arm. Sure she could have given it to this guy... but she wasn't comfortable with handing that much money over to someone she didn't know if she could trust; she remembered Spook from the Mitsukai side of her, so she knew she could trust him. It would just be a simple matter of giving him the package and asking him to ensure that Demitria got it.

She watched as the door man spoke into his earpiece, asking Spook, if he had his in, to come to the door because a young lady named Amaranth wanted to see him. Amaranth stepped off to the side, making sure that other people could get past her and inside while she waited.

Yeah. If you stare at her long enough, you'll notice it's her. I was told I could keep being a body guard like I used to be back in our world, "Bouncer" it's called here, whatever that means. I'm just trying to make sure everything runs smoothly.

A gruff voice spoke up into the ear piece he put in earlier. "Spook, there's some kid out here with bandages on her chest asking for you. I thought it was bull at first but she called you by name, and you're one of Demi's top people and all. Should I send her on her way?"

Bandages on her chest? Kinda sounded like Mitsukai, the look she took when she started hanging with the blind kid. What would she be doing here, looking for him? How did she even know he was here? "No, tell her to wait, i'll be right out," he said back, while informing Nanalie mentally that there would be plenty of time to catch up later on.

Spook got up and went out front. Insect-like glowing green eyes look down at the little girl who was showing off a lot of skin at the moment. She was from that island and it had to be hot there, so the dress code would be appropriate. With hands in his hoodie pockets he wondered about another one of his students.

"Mits," Spook said. "You made it out too, with the Holeman kid. Glad to see it," he reaching down with his muscular right arm to give the girl a harmless squeeze. "What are you doing here?... Well, not here, as in this world, I mean here at the club. Kids coming in here, I don't think that would be a real good idea, especially with you dressed like that," Fingertips poked her bare belly.

"Haha, good deal. At least she made me feel useful here... even if I'm not having to whoop someone's ass to do it, which I kinda wouldn't mind doing for old times sake.", she responded telepathically as she picked up her drink and put the straw to her lips. She downed the last portion of it until nothing but air could be heard being sucked into it. The bartender, Jackie, came back asking if she wanted another and she held her hand up and shook her head as she swallowed. "Nah, I'm good. I should head out, have some things I want to do before it gets too late..."

She reached into her pocket and pulled out the needed amount of credits, courtesy of the tips she had got while working. She slid that plus tip to Jackie and then stood up. "I'm sure I'll see you around, Spook... Gonna go take care of some things.."

With that thought she took off, heading out the door and slipping past the crowd...

-Exit.-

Amaranth grinned as she saw Spook come out, taking note of the way he was keeping his face covered; a gas mask, definitely a first. The harmless squeeze only made her grin more and she nodded. "I don't plan on trying to go in. I have a gift for Demi, a donation really... but I didn't feel like trying to sneak my way in to give it to her and from what I heard she was in her office today anyway... which I heard rumor is like a fortress to try and break into anyway.."

She removed the brown paper wrapped package from underneath of her arm and handed it to Spook. "Could you give that to her for me? I didn't want to give it to just anyone and risk it getting swiped or something, but I know I can trust you... and don't let Demi try giving it back to me either... I'm not accepting it back, no matter how much she might try." She grinned. She didn't know if Demi would try and give her the money back, but she wasn't accepting it back - this was a gift, as simple as that, or a donation if it would make her feel better about it.

Spook took the bag. He'd been here and handled enough credits long enough to know that the bag was full of money. Spook wasn't going to ask any questions, or try to pull any rank. Nanalie was stronger than he was now, and Mitsukai was the Kage of her own island. Both had once been students underneath his teachings, but what any real Master wanted was for their students to surpass them. He was satisfied with this, even as a mere Henchmen.

Spook rubbed the top of the child's head. "I'll make sure Demi gets this, and keeps it," he responded. "When everything isn't so hustle-hustle maybe we should all have a reunion of sorts. Maybe then we could also see if someone else managed to make it out. Who knows..."

Amaranth grinned and nodded. "Thanks a bunch." She figured that if Spook told Demi she had to keep it that the girl was more likely going to listen compared to if Amaranth told her: especially because she saw Demi trying to argue. But, she didn't have to worry now. She glanced over to the growing line of people wanting to get into the club and then back to Spook.

"A reunion sounds awesome! You should come by and visit my island sometime, it's nice there... and my lab's always open. I should get back though, been gone a few times... time to go see what's been going on since I've been gone... Take care of yourself." She glanced over at the crowd, figuring she might as well leave a more.. appropriate way as to not freak them out. So she walked off, heading to the side of Zero Sum and once in the dark she then proceeded to take off, moving far too fast into the air as she headed towards home for the humans in the line to see - anyone not human she wasn't worried about freaking out.

-Exit.-

Demi was seated at her desk in her office, the lights dim and yet bright enough so that she could see the paper with a bunch of numbers on it in front of her. She had her left elbow propped on the desk and her head resting in her left hand as she stared down at it - her earpiece she wore while in the club in her right ear but barely visible. She was redoing the math in her head, ensuring that it was correct.

The office was somewhat spacious; a few comfortable chairs in front of her desk, a fish tank with purple lighting and purple fish that glowed in the lighting off to her left, along with a door that led to a private bedroom, bathroom, and shower area in the off chance that Demitria found herself staying overnight at the club. To the right of her were heavily locked file cabinets filled with more than just paper work. The office was silent, despite the music playing out in the dance floor of the VIP and lower sections; and several flat screen monitors on her desk showed the many camera's throughout her club.

She was biting her lip as she concentrated, marking off one line of numbers after another until she reached the end...

Spook turned to head back inside after noticing the line of people gathering to get in, and the big muscular doorman at the door checking ID's and reservations. Spook walked through the club and between people until he was behind the bar and into restricted areas. He made his way up the floors to Demi's office, lightly tapping on the door before walking in.

Spook walked over to the desk and lie the bag that Amaranth gave him upon it. "A gift from Amaranth," he said. "She said no arguing either, and no trying to give it back. She was pretty serious about you having that."

He folded his arms as he always used to while standing to the side of her desk, in that purple glow the fish tank gave off, feeling a strange sense of nostalgia.

Demi looked up from the paper she had been bent over, glad to see that the new distraction was in the form of Spook. She blinked as he put the package down on her desk, an eyebrow raising at his words. She shook her head as she picked it up; she looked at it for a moment and then reached to her leg where one of many throw knives rested in their sheath, after pulling one free she expertly cut the package open and then put the knife back. She opened it... and revealed twenty-five thousand credits...

"God damnit... I suppose she took off after she gave you this?" Baw, just like Amaranth to give such a super expensive gift. She wouldn't put it to bad use though, it would go towards expenses and other important things, and she already began to mentally calculate a gift of equal or greater value to one day give Amaranth back.

"Just like her to do something like this." And then she fell silent for a moment, realizing that this was exactly how things had been back in Konoha; him in her office, off to the side like he was. It brought a smile to her face and she chuckled. "You know.. I suddenly feel the urge to put a window in behind my desk and use that as a means to get in and out of my office instead of the door..." She laughed softly.

"Yeah, left right after that. She seemed pretty convinced you would try and give it back." Spook shrugged his shoulders. He could probably only dream of someone giving him that amount of money, and he surely wouldn't refuse it.

He thought back to times when Aisling would leap out of her window to ride that fan of hers. Many times he'd dove out of this window himself. "I'm surprised honestly that there isn't one here already, and that you don't have 2 dogs up here." He made adjustments to the weights on both of his wrists. "Seems to be a lot of us popping up around here now. Nanalie and Holeman and the spirit of Mitsukai. Wonder if anyone else managed to make it? For all that talent to get wasted..."

Sanosuke, Hiroyuki, Yoshiro, Gekido... among many others. Powerful young individuals caught up in a random idea of a god to be re-written...

Demi grinned and just shook her head again. "Yeah, she probably knew I would've chased her down and forced her to take it back... But oh well, I'll make sure I put it to good use."

She turned in her spiny chair slightly, both to face Spook but to also look back at her wall. "I could always ask Niala to put one in later... or well, I suppose I could do it myself... but I'll wait till later. Windows appearing out of nowhere where walls once were is likely going to freak out some of the people downstairs..."

She then thought about what he said about the dogs.. if only she could imagin--- wait, what was she saying, she could imagine them here. "I... actually, that's a good idea. Two dogs incoming..." She closed her eyes, focusing hard and long on Zoe and Frost as she knew the pair of ninken from memory... several seconds later they appeared across the room. They looked around curiously before Frost went running over to Spook and sat next to him, staring up at him and demanding attention. Zoe meanwhile wandered over to Demi and placed her head on Demi's lap, tail happily wagging.

Demi reached up, pinching the bridge of her nose from the momentary headache that had given. "Wow... just doing that gave me a headache... I can only imagine what it cost Niala when she turned me back solid after I died... That girl's got a better hold on this power than I do..."

Imagination Manifestation:

Spook watched her conjure fourth the two animals out of thin air. He rubbed the top of Frost's head to make sure the dog was really there. It appeared that the animal still remembered him as well, and it was probably also the case with Zoe. Spook didn't quite know how to respond at having those kinds of powers.

It was beginning to seem just like old times, only now none of them were restrained as they had been back in the old world. God-like powers were available to all of them, but Spook planned on doing things like he always did. He wasn't going to be using those kind of abilities everyday or for any little reason.

Demitria reached down and scratched at the top of Zoe's head, chuckling now that her headache was gone. "I can just see it now.. my girls are going to have them spoiled rotten and lazy within the week." A grin swept across her face as she looked up to Spook. "That reminds me... I told Riley, my youngest about you... she wants to meet you, badly. Apparently she wants to hear all about being a ninja... and then wants to become one. Nanalie wants to hear the stories, too.. but they don't want to hear it from me."

Frost laid down next to Spook after enjoying being petted, resting his big head on his paws. The two dogs, because of their super large sizes, caused the office to look so much smaller than what it really was - but, they had been big in the other dimension too, she had just had an enormous office to make up for the large animals.

Spook was still having to grasp onto the fact that Aisling had kids in this world. Not that it was a bad thing. Spook never saw himself as this great hero or this amazing ninja warrior, and didn't consider any of his adventures grand and marvelous. He scratched at the top of his head wondering why some kids would want to hear the stories of a talented but forgotten ninja from a world now dead...

"I never was good at telling stories, and you'd do a better job at teaching them how to be a ninja than I would," he said. He could still remember learning how to manipulate fire from Aisling, and the bet he made that he could master it in a day. He technically lost, but she didn't see it that way. It was the first time he got to kiss her. "...But i'll see what I can do, I guess."