Post by AceTheKidd on Feb 15, 2015 12:15:35 GMT -5
"A drink for nerves and smoke filled lust"
When he wasn't on his conquest at 552 Shiro lived in the Underworld. Well known by the names of "The Reaper of Raven point" "The Desolater of Dubai" and "Sama'el" but one that reigns across the world is "Bezdušni" meaning "Soulless". Due to matters from the UN and international sanctions across the globe Shiro is no longer able to leave the United States, though every month he manages to sneak away and pull an assassination job here and there he spends his time working as the Owner/Bartender of a swanky local bar/club located in Downtown New York called Dystopia. Easily found in broad day, it's frequented by Hitmen, Assassins, Contractors, Master Thieves, Cleanup crews, and any other form of underworld you can think of. There is a special side of the room for these people as so Shiro can keep an eye on them at all times and they don't patronize the civilian guests. Every so often teachers and students from 552 show up and decided to party or come in for a drink and unwind. They usually never knew who he was. But now they should recognize Shiro as the New kid who in his first day of school was uncuffed and due to unforeseeable and avoidable circumstances wrecked two randoms his first three minutes of being there.
For Shiro its a place to unwind, relax, make business transactions, and make sure the underworld runs smooth while enjoying a nice atmosphere and a great time. Today Shiro walks into the bar dressed in his bartenders suit with a cigarette in his mouth. The club roars at his arrival and he simply gives a wave. The club is filled with people as it always is and a they begin lining up to see Shiro work his wonders as a bartender. Shiro has a feeling he's gonna meet some interesting people
Shiro mans the bar accompanied by his veteran bar attendant Stephanie Castillo. "Well its good to see you too boss." She says with a snippy attitude. Stephanie was a very attractive girl Shiro met when he first opened the bar. She sneaked in despite her age of 17 at the time. Getting too drunk for her to handle she was hollering Shiro's name screaming for him to come out and see her. Tripping into a man and spilling his drink she accidentally started a fight with a vicious assassin from Italy and completely smashed him breaking his shoulder in 13 different places and forcibly launching the man out of the bar. When Shiro came to find out what the commotion was his eyes widened at sight of a ghost from his past. The same girl he was raised and trained with doing hits with years before coming to Boston. Stephaine was from A sister syndicate of assassins that worked extremely closely with his family. Turns out she was looking for a safe haven to get work and relax, needless to say Shiro has a soft spot for women, especially this one who had been his favorite partner saving each others lives numerous times. He gave her a job and they've been back together ever since. "Hi Stephanie and how are you today?" Shiro says with a small smile rolling up his sleeves past his elbows. "You better say Hi to me! But whats up you got something on your mind? Well forget about it! Everybody here is happy to see you and your amazing skills!" Stephanie said with a smile. "I'm pretty sure they come to see you and your beauty, but lets get this money" Shiro says with a smile. Stephanie blushes a little and they begin to go to work. "WHO NEEDS A DRINK!!!!" They both shout. and the crowd roars with excitement.
The crowd descends on the bar. People waving money around screaming drinks. "I Need a B-69 Flame!" "Thunder Fuck!" "A 46. Magnum!" "ANGEL PISS!" You see besides the atmosphere, work opportunities, and great music, the people came to watch these two make drinks. People from all over the world came to watch them mix cause it was like nothing they've ever seen. In a flash drinks would fly out with extreme precision, shot glasses flying through the air, throwing alcohol to each other with out spilling a single drop was a sight to be seen. Margaritas made to perfection, cocktails to die for, these two were pro's among pros.
"You ready to really light shit up?" Shiro asks with a smile. "Hell yeah you know me" Stephanie said looking fired up. They throw their bottles in the sky and spin past each other switching places. Glasses are flying down from each side sliding to each customer. "YEAHHHHH" the crowd cheers as Shiro and Stephanie go to work. "NOW COMES THE COLORS" Shiro screams as they begin lining up shooters for every one up at the bar. Pulling out beautiful Red, Blue , Green, Yellow, and Orange mixers to pour in each shooter. Flipping glasses, banging on the tables, chanting from all over, the club WAS ON FIRE... "LETS DOOOO IT!!!" Shiro and Stephanie scream as they poured the intricate colors into the glasses making every vial look like a painted master piece. Juggling bottles back and "YEAHHH" the crowd cheered on harder as patrons began downing the shooters one by one.
The flaming pyramid was a signature the two used when there was a large crowd of people. Building two large towers of margarita glasses the two would go to work. "Everyone step back and make sure you're a safe distance away from the bar at this time" they announced to the crowd. Climbing up the sides of the bar Shiro and Stephanie began pouring alcohol into the glasses from the peak and letting the alcohol flow over from one glass into another. A multitude of colors poured out and with the lights shining from behind the glasses engulfing the entire club in intricate colors.
As the final glasses have filled Shiro and Stephanie pull out two mini torches and take a shot. Putting their hands up they signal the crowd and the countdown begins "5,4,3,2,1!!!" Shiro and Stephanie spew out flames swallowing their towers in a fireball of flames. The fire clams and each individual l glass is on fire and the tower has been ignited
As he leaves theres a barrage of claps and hand shakes as he heads for the stairs that lead to his main quarters.
As he enters opens the door there is a hi-tech computer watching almost every angle of the club. The room is covered in beautiful white furniture and a wide variety of drinks and smokes placed all at Shiro's discretion. He walks forward grabbing a prepoured glass of Johnny Walker Red Label and a Strawberry flavored cigar. He eases into an office chair and begins to enjoy his drink. -Ahhhh- That was delicious, a nice drink and a smooth smoke is all I need after an interesting first quarter of the night." He says as he takes a puff of his cigar. "I wonder how much more exciting this night it gonna get" Theres a knock on his door and a ring of the intercom. Shiro presses the response button and says "Who?" "Mr.Yukimura you have a guest" his guard says. "Oh and who might that be?" Shiro asks surprised. "It's a Mr.Schnell." "Let him in." The doors open up and there is an older gentleman of German decent. Adelmo Schnell, a scientist Shiro had met in his travels as an assassin who now personally works for Shiro as his technology consultant and manufacture of tech and arms. Shiro rises from the chair "Hello my good friend Adelmo it's always nice to see" They embrace and Adelmo says "And same to you Mr.Yukimura, I have some new designs I'd like you to see" Adelmo says with a smile. "Oh come now drop the formalities you are one of my oldest friends, now Adelmo would you like a drink?" Shiro asks politely. "It's been a while so why not? I'll have whatever you're having Shiro" he says with a smile. "Good choice" Shiro pours another glass of Red label into a glass with ice for Adelmo. "Red label I hope you don't mind" He says as he hands Adelmo the glass. "Now what are these designs you'd like me to see?" Shiro asks taking another sip from his glass. Adelmo places a silver case on the desk and unlatches it. He slowly pulls out a document and a blueprint. "Well I've been working on a new pill to enhance your senses and this is the mock up, we've tested it on a few subjects so far and seen nothing but positive results. I want to present you with what we believe is the finished product Shiro, but be warned it does exhaust you after a use. But it does increase your attributes by double. You'll be able to see a move coming from a mile away and have to speed and strength to stop it" Adelmo says with a smile. "Well assuming it works good job Adelmo" Shiro says.
As he speaks those words a person flies through the second floor window of Shiro's office smashing the glass into a million pieces. The man lands on the documents and forces Shiro to spill his drink. "30$ a fucking shot, 150$ a full glass and its on my fucking suit" Shiro is furious. Screaming and running can be heard from the dance floor. "WHERE THE FUCK IS SHITO I NEED SHITO" A man screams from outside. "I'll take this pill and I'll be back Adelmo excuse me" Shiro says as he exits his office.
He walks down the stairs dripping in alcohol with a completely blank expression on his face. A big man about 6 foot 7 and a medium build surrounded by five men are standing over the 5'9 Shiro like a tree over a plant in the forest. "And what do i owe the pleasure of seeing your visit sir?" Shiro asks politely to the man. "My name is Gears and I'm here to take over your business" the man says with a smug look on his face. People from the Silk room begin pouring out laughing and the remaining patrons began laughing as well. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL LAUGHING AT" He says as he smashes the bar in half. "7000$ for the bulletproof window, 3000$ for the clean up, 12,000$ for the mans medical bills upstairs,150$ for the alcohol on my clothes, 6500$ for the clothes themselves.." As Shiro continued to list off prices the crowd got extremely silent and the looks on everyones faces spelled fear as people begin flocking away from Shiro. "I'M NOT PAYING ANY OF THIS SHIT" Gears say as he picks up a bottle of alcohol and smashes it on the table and wielding it
as a weapon. "The 5000 for the bar table, 700$ for the bottle, That'll be a grand total of 34450$ Are you ready to pay or are am I going to have to reprimand you" Shiro asks the man one last time . "FUCK THIS" The man charges at Shiro with a slash to his neck, Shiro slightly adjusts to the left and uses the mans momentum against him crashing him down onto the staircase. "I guess there's no avoiding it" Shiro says. Gears rises and charges at Shiro Grabbing his neck. As he goes to lift Shiro from the ground he counters giving the man a vicious kick to the jaw breaking several teeth on impact. Gears releases gripping his face and wincing in pain as he spits pieces of broken teeth and blood all over the floor. With out hesitation Shiro rushes to man giving a devastating right hook lifting Gears off his feet and sending him straight to the ground. As Gears goes to lift himself from the ground using his left arm Shiro gives a powerful kick to his elbow completely shattering it. "GRAWHHHHHHHH" Gears screams out in pain. As Shiro kneels over the nearly finished man gears he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a switchblade trying to stab Shiro in his jugular vein. With quick thinking Shiro counters snaking his arm around the mans thrust putting one hand on his arm around his other elbow and the other on his wrist, Breaking the mans shoulder Shiro forces the blade out of Gear's hand and kicks the blade to the side. He stands and lights a cigarette.
Going into the mans pocket Picks out his wallet and grabs 10,000 dollars in cash. "You son of a bitch" One of the men screams as he pulls out a blade and slices at Shiro. Catching him off guard Shiro moves at the last second and his face is sliced an blood seeps. Rage ensues and completely fills Shiro. The other men descend on Shiro with blades, He disarms one man by spinning around his attack and folding his arm around his back, shifting grips Shiro grabs the mas wrist and breaks it retrieving the blade. He uses the man as a shield as the other come for him. Slicing a few main arteries Shiro throws the man forward knocking down other three men and sweep kicking the fourth, as he falls for the ground Shiro adjusts his body and swings his body around like an air flare and swings his leg down onto the fourth mans face breaking his mandible and completely knocking the man unconscious. Three more Shiro says as he rises from the ground. two men charge straight forwards and swing on Shiro. He evades by ducking giving one man a punch to his Xiphoid process breaking it and send a bone into his heart completely killing the man on impact. Thats three the second charging man come with a backslash "Bad move" Shiro says as he snakes his right hand around the slashing arm and locks it up and pushes the man against a wall. Stepping on his foot and using all his weight Shiro thrusts the mans shoulder blade up ripping it out of its socket ad breaking it rendering the man unable to wield the knife anymore. The man drops the knife and Shiro flips the man from behind making him crash down on his neck dislocating it and knocking the man unconcious. one left Shiro and the man square up one on one. This time Shiro takes the initiative and rushes forward. Feinting like Shiro was going for a punch jab the man slices high and Shiro drops to the floor and swings his foot up using the momentum to carry the force and make the hit more intense. The kick connects with the bottom of the mans jaw sending him straight into the air. Using his ninjutsu Shiro jumps into the air behind the man. Wrapping his hands around his waist Shiro locks his grip and gives a flying suplex landing on the mans face completely shattering his vertebrae to the coccyx.
Shiro gets back up off the ground and retrievies and additional 3,000 dollars from each mans wallet on top of the 10,000 from their leader. "This 25,000 will be just enough to be repair the shop, my clothes, and that mans medical bills. Thank you gentlemen" Shiro says in his normal nonchalant disposition. "Somebody take care of this and make sure I never see them again" A group of men from the Silk room come to the front and drag away the bodies. Shiro then turns to Stephanie "Please see that the Club is taken care of and that the man upstairs is sent to the hospital with 12,000 dollars for his pain and suffering, Tell Adelmon I'm sorry but I'm going home, and keep 6,000 for yourself. Stephanie simply nods. As Shiro walks for the exit the remaining Patrons cheer him off and he disappears out of the door. I guess I didn't need this pill after all
When he wasn't on his conquest at 552 Shiro lived in the Underworld. Well known by the names of "The Reaper of Raven point" "The Desolater of Dubai" and "Sama'el" but one that reigns across the world is "Bezdušni" meaning "Soulless". Due to matters from the UN and international sanctions across the globe Shiro is no longer able to leave the United States, though every month he manages to sneak away and pull an assassination job here and there he spends his time working as the Owner/Bartender of a swanky local bar/club located in Downtown New York called Dystopia. Easily found in broad day, it's frequented by Hitmen, Assassins, Contractors, Master Thieves, Cleanup crews, and any other form of underworld you can think of. There is a special side of the room for these people as so Shiro can keep an eye on them at all times and they don't patronize the civilian guests. Every so often teachers and students from 552 show up and decided to party or come in for a drink and unwind. They usually never knew who he was. But now they should recognize Shiro as the New kid who in his first day of school was uncuffed and due to unforeseeable and avoidable circumstances wrecked two randoms his first three minutes of being there.
For Shiro its a place to unwind, relax, make business transactions, and make sure the underworld runs smooth while enjoying a nice atmosphere and a great time. Today Shiro walks into the bar dressed in his bartenders suit with a cigarette in his mouth. The club roars at his arrival and he simply gives a wave. The club is filled with people as it always is and a they begin lining up to see Shiro work his wonders as a bartender. Shiro has a feeling he's gonna meet some interesting people
Shiro mans the bar accompanied by his veteran bar attendant Stephanie Castillo. "Well its good to see you too boss." She says with a snippy attitude. Stephanie was a very attractive girl Shiro met when he first opened the bar. She sneaked in despite her age of 17 at the time. Getting too drunk for her to handle she was hollering Shiro's name screaming for him to come out and see her. Tripping into a man and spilling his drink she accidentally started a fight with a vicious assassin from Italy and completely smashed him breaking his shoulder in 13 different places and forcibly launching the man out of the bar. When Shiro came to find out what the commotion was his eyes widened at sight of a ghost from his past. The same girl he was raised and trained with doing hits with years before coming to Boston. Stephaine was from A sister syndicate of assassins that worked extremely closely with his family. Turns out she was looking for a safe haven to get work and relax, needless to say Shiro has a soft spot for women, especially this one who had been his favorite partner saving each others lives numerous times. He gave her a job and they've been back together ever since. "Hi Stephanie and how are you today?" Shiro says with a small smile rolling up his sleeves past his elbows. "You better say Hi to me! But whats up you got something on your mind? Well forget about it! Everybody here is happy to see you and your amazing skills!" Stephanie said with a smile. "I'm pretty sure they come to see you and your beauty, but lets get this money" Shiro says with a smile. Stephanie blushes a little and they begin to go to work. "WHO NEEDS A DRINK!!!!" They both shout. and the crowd roars with excitement.
The crowd descends on the bar. People waving money around screaming drinks. "I Need a B-69 Flame!" "Thunder Fuck!" "A 46. Magnum!" "ANGEL PISS!" You see besides the atmosphere, work opportunities, and great music, the people came to watch these two make drinks. People from all over the world came to watch them mix cause it was like nothing they've ever seen. In a flash drinks would fly out with extreme precision, shot glasses flying through the air, throwing alcohol to each other with out spilling a single drop was a sight to be seen. Margaritas made to perfection, cocktails to die for, these two were pro's among pros.
"You ready to really light shit up?" Shiro asks with a smile. "Hell yeah you know me" Stephanie said looking fired up. They throw their bottles in the sky and spin past each other switching places. Glasses are flying down from each side sliding to each customer. "YEAHHHHH" the crowd cheers as Shiro and Stephanie go to work. "NOW COMES THE COLORS" Shiro screams as they begin lining up shooters for every one up at the bar. Pulling out beautiful Red, Blue , Green, Yellow, and Orange mixers to pour in each shooter. Flipping glasses, banging on the tables, chanting from all over, the club WAS ON FIRE... "LETS DOOOO IT!!!" Shiro and Stephanie scream as they poured the intricate colors into the glasses making every vial look like a painted master piece. Juggling bottles back and "YEAHHH" the crowd cheered on harder as patrons began downing the shooters one by one.
The flaming pyramid was a signature the two used when there was a large crowd of people. Building two large towers of margarita glasses the two would go to work. "Everyone step back and make sure you're a safe distance away from the bar at this time" they announced to the crowd. Climbing up the sides of the bar Shiro and Stephanie began pouring alcohol into the glasses from the peak and letting the alcohol flow over from one glass into another. A multitude of colors poured out and with the lights shining from behind the glasses engulfing the entire club in intricate colors.
As the final glasses have filled Shiro and Stephanie pull out two mini torches and take a shot. Putting their hands up they signal the crowd and the countdown begins "5,4,3,2,1!!!" Shiro and Stephanie spew out flames swallowing their towers in a fireball of flames. The fire clams and each individual l glass is on fire and the tower has been ignited
As he leaves theres a barrage of claps and hand shakes as he heads for the stairs that lead to his main quarters.
As he enters opens the door there is a hi-tech computer watching almost every angle of the club. The room is covered in beautiful white furniture and a wide variety of drinks and smokes placed all at Shiro's discretion. He walks forward grabbing a prepoured glass of Johnny Walker Red Label and a Strawberry flavored cigar. He eases into an office chair and begins to enjoy his drink. -Ahhhh- That was delicious, a nice drink and a smooth smoke is all I need after an interesting first quarter of the night." He says as he takes a puff of his cigar. "I wonder how much more exciting this night it gonna get" Theres a knock on his door and a ring of the intercom. Shiro presses the response button and says "Who?" "Mr.Yukimura you have a guest" his guard says. "Oh and who might that be?" Shiro asks surprised. "It's a Mr.Schnell." "Let him in." The doors open up and there is an older gentleman of German decent. Adelmo Schnell, a scientist Shiro had met in his travels as an assassin who now personally works for Shiro as his technology consultant and manufacture of tech and arms. Shiro rises from the chair "Hello my good friend Adelmo it's always nice to see" They embrace and Adelmo says "And same to you Mr.Yukimura, I have some new designs I'd like you to see" Adelmo says with a smile. "Oh come now drop the formalities you are one of my oldest friends, now Adelmo would you like a drink?" Shiro asks politely. "It's been a while so why not? I'll have whatever you're having Shiro" he says with a smile. "Good choice" Shiro pours another glass of Red label into a glass with ice for Adelmo. "Red label I hope you don't mind" He says as he hands Adelmo the glass. "Now what are these designs you'd like me to see?" Shiro asks taking another sip from his glass. Adelmo places a silver case on the desk and unlatches it. He slowly pulls out a document and a blueprint. "Well I've been working on a new pill to enhance your senses and this is the mock up, we've tested it on a few subjects so far and seen nothing but positive results. I want to present you with what we believe is the finished product Shiro, but be warned it does exhaust you after a use. But it does increase your attributes by double. You'll be able to see a move coming from a mile away and have to speed and strength to stop it" Adelmo says with a smile. "Well assuming it works good job Adelmo" Shiro says.
As he speaks those words a person flies through the second floor window of Shiro's office smashing the glass into a million pieces. The man lands on the documents and forces Shiro to spill his drink. "30$ a fucking shot, 150$ a full glass and its on my fucking suit" Shiro is furious. Screaming and running can be heard from the dance floor. "WHERE THE FUCK IS SHITO I NEED SHITO" A man screams from outside. "I'll take this pill and I'll be back Adelmo excuse me" Shiro says as he exits his office.
He walks down the stairs dripping in alcohol with a completely blank expression on his face. A big man about 6 foot 7 and a medium build surrounded by five men are standing over the 5'9 Shiro like a tree over a plant in the forest. "And what do i owe the pleasure of seeing your visit sir?" Shiro asks politely to the man. "My name is Gears and I'm here to take over your business" the man says with a smug look on his face. People from the Silk room begin pouring out laughing and the remaining patrons began laughing as well. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL LAUGHING AT" He says as he smashes the bar in half. "7000$ for the bulletproof window, 3000$ for the clean up, 12,000$ for the mans medical bills upstairs,150$ for the alcohol on my clothes, 6500$ for the clothes themselves.." As Shiro continued to list off prices the crowd got extremely silent and the looks on everyones faces spelled fear as people begin flocking away from Shiro. "I'M NOT PAYING ANY OF THIS SHIT" Gears say as he picks up a bottle of alcohol and smashes it on the table and wielding it
as a weapon. "The 5000 for the bar table, 700$ for the bottle, That'll be a grand total of 34450$ Are you ready to pay or are am I going to have to reprimand you" Shiro asks the man one last time . "FUCK THIS" The man charges at Shiro with a slash to his neck, Shiro slightly adjusts to the left and uses the mans momentum against him crashing him down onto the staircase. "I guess there's no avoiding it" Shiro says. Gears rises and charges at Shiro Grabbing his neck. As he goes to lift Shiro from the ground he counters giving the man a vicious kick to the jaw breaking several teeth on impact. Gears releases gripping his face and wincing in pain as he spits pieces of broken teeth and blood all over the floor. With out hesitation Shiro rushes to man giving a devastating right hook lifting Gears off his feet and sending him straight to the ground. As Gears goes to lift himself from the ground using his left arm Shiro gives a powerful kick to his elbow completely shattering it. "GRAWHHHHHHHH" Gears screams out in pain. As Shiro kneels over the nearly finished man gears he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a switchblade trying to stab Shiro in his jugular vein. With quick thinking Shiro counters snaking his arm around the mans thrust putting one hand on his arm around his other elbow and the other on his wrist, Breaking the mans shoulder Shiro forces the blade out of Gear's hand and kicks the blade to the side. He stands and lights a cigarette.
Going into the mans pocket Picks out his wallet and grabs 10,000 dollars in cash. "You son of a bitch" One of the men screams as he pulls out a blade and slices at Shiro. Catching him off guard Shiro moves at the last second and his face is sliced an blood seeps. Rage ensues and completely fills Shiro. The other men descend on Shiro with blades, He disarms one man by spinning around his attack and folding his arm around his back, shifting grips Shiro grabs the mas wrist and breaks it retrieving the blade. He uses the man as a shield as the other come for him. Slicing a few main arteries Shiro throws the man forward knocking down other three men and sweep kicking the fourth, as he falls for the ground Shiro adjusts his body and swings his body around like an air flare and swings his leg down onto the fourth mans face breaking his mandible and completely knocking the man unconscious. Three more Shiro says as he rises from the ground. two men charge straight forwards and swing on Shiro. He evades by ducking giving one man a punch to his Xiphoid process breaking it and send a bone into his heart completely killing the man on impact. Thats three the second charging man come with a backslash "Bad move" Shiro says as he snakes his right hand around the slashing arm and locks it up and pushes the man against a wall. Stepping on his foot and using all his weight Shiro thrusts the mans shoulder blade up ripping it out of its socket ad breaking it rendering the man unable to wield the knife anymore. The man drops the knife and Shiro flips the man from behind making him crash down on his neck dislocating it and knocking the man unconcious. one left Shiro and the man square up one on one. This time Shiro takes the initiative and rushes forward. Feinting like Shiro was going for a punch jab the man slices high and Shiro drops to the floor and swings his foot up using the momentum to carry the force and make the hit more intense. The kick connects with the bottom of the mans jaw sending him straight into the air. Using his ninjutsu Shiro jumps into the air behind the man. Wrapping his hands around his waist Shiro locks his grip and gives a flying suplex landing on the mans face completely shattering his vertebrae to the coccyx.
Shiro gets back up off the ground and retrievies and additional 3,000 dollars from each mans wallet on top of the 10,000 from their leader. "This 25,000 will be just enough to be repair the shop, my clothes, and that mans medical bills. Thank you gentlemen" Shiro says in his normal nonchalant disposition. "Somebody take care of this and make sure I never see them again" A group of men from the Silk room come to the front and drag away the bodies. Shiro then turns to Stephanie "Please see that the Club is taken care of and that the man upstairs is sent to the hospital with 12,000 dollars for his pain and suffering, Tell Adelmon I'm sorry but I'm going home, and keep 6,000 for yourself. Stephanie simply nods. As Shiro walks for the exit the remaining Patrons cheer him off and he disappears out of the door. I guess I didn't need this pill after all
