Seedy City now open

[Stegral]

well... I have applied to a few threads & not gotten any reply so I have chosen to start my own. I am hoping to keep it in a degraded city type of setting... maybe have a few shopkeepers with regulars & then have some short termers too... lets just see where it goes as it unfolds.

My name is J'Lth... I have escaped an abusive mother & home to live on the streets..
I have talents in artwork (especially after a few drinks) & have beeen told that I should get out of the seedy tattoo art & do more mainstream works.
Personally I like the seedy world I am in now, I have been in it since I was 12.
Here no one asks you why.... just if you won't who will ???
Here for the right price anything goes when you know the right people.....

It is a nice night to be out on the patio of the local bar... drink in hand, remembering how bad I had it before here... the repression, the beatings and of course the final straw was the rape...Never looked back when I left that day when my mom called me a liar after I told her what happened.
I love to people watch, the snotty business men that are here for one of the many services offered by our shops look at me sitting here, some steal an extra long glance,some hurry by ... ashamed of the need that is answered here in "this part" of town, others are not so ashamed & brazenly flash the cash needed to find your vice... I see the girls & guys in between home & "work"...as much as the upper class hate to think it we do have home lives... I adjust my tight black mini skirt, be sure my tits are level in the corset I wear & that my boots ride up my thights just right... I am a decoy.... a temptation.... a tease.... something to get the business men to remember why they are here... I wonder if I will find a pet tonight? As usual I have a leash & collar on my waist for the just in case, or if it will be just the usual directing people to the different shops for the vice of their choosing.... At 6 feet tall with waist long brown wavy hair I am hard to miss & have done alot of work to keep the pounds off I had when I came here as a child.... my mind wanders often....keeps the memories away & the imagination rampant

 

[Trailryder]

I stand looking out the window of my studio apartment at the decay of the neighborhood I have choosen for my home. At least what I call home until I get restless and move on. I'm 30 years old standing 5'10 with strawberry blonde hair, deep blue eyes and though a bit short built like a bull dog. I scan the streets taking in the familiar sites and sounds of the area. The prostitutes roaming up and down the streets wearing skimpy clothes, leaning into open car windows peddling themselves for drugs and cold hard cash. The drug pushers hanging out in the shadows of the doorways selling their poison to both young and old, rich and poor. The young street urchins begging for change and the old bums teaching them how to do it right. This is my world one that I have taken on my own and one that I understand. I work in this world doing things other people either don't have the guts or the ability to do. Things that they are scared will dirty their hands. I choose whom I will work for and when not to mention name the price which is not cheap. I have excelled at this line of work putting to full use what I learned in the military. The years of working out in highschool for football, the miles spent running in basic training and the special skills that are open to learn to those in the military is being put to use. There are few in the neighborhood that does it as well. I avoid harming the inoccent and violently dislike those that do. I only take the jobs that are in a certain moral light just and good. I have avoided the pull of joining certain organized crime elements but that was a hard fight until they figured out I was a much better asset as a free lancer than a member.
I dress pulling my clothes on over my tanned and toned body and head to the frieght elevator. As I walk out onto the street I turn left heading west directly into the red light district as I have a due to collect from a friend. One more job and I will be done. I will have reached my monetary goals and can retire. Though where I have not decided but I'm sure that I can think of somewhere to spend my life other than here. I see walking towards me someone that has caught my eye before. A tall woman standing nearly six foot wearing a tight black mini, thigh-high boots, and a corset that pushes her breasts up. Her long wavy brown hair just flows behind her as she seems to bounce down the street no she is gliding down the street. She seems to be a ray of light coming out of the darkness of this rotting area of town. I think at first she must be a lady of the night but then I cannot ever recall seeing her actually leaning into a car nor entering one. I wonder if she does this because she gets a thrill making people think she is selling her body? As we approach one another I attempt to make eye contact with her. I think to myself there is alot more here than meets the eye.

 

[Stegral]

passing by

As I walk the area I see a strong silent type coming toward me, I have seen the face before.... I see no clouding in him... he is as straight & clean as he presents himself.... Meeting his eyes I nod, acknowledging his presence here & let him know I respect him. I have heard of a few incedents with pushers that have tried to coerce the young ones to deal for them & am thankful for his presence, as I can't be everywhere all the time.. I am sure there is more to him but I do not approach people, my lot here is to answer questions & be sure everyone gets what they came for....

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I parked my car a little ways off from where my friends tell me the "action" is. It's my first time here, and I sure don't want anyone seeing my car in this part of town. I get out of and lock the car. With a slight shudder, I smooth down my skirt and straighten my tank top. Most important of all, I grab my handbag, with the roll of money in it.

My friends have been begging me to come here for years. You can get anything here, they say. Sex, drugs, clothes, jewelry ... anything. Somehow I could never summon up the nerve to go with them. Now, by myself, right on the heels of a nasty breakup, I have the courage ... no, the need, to come here.

A little bit of a walk. That's fine. My legs are in great shape. My best feature. Well, I've always liked my hair, but it's work keeping it tidy. Long, thick, blonde hair that reaches just below my shoulder-blades. Most people think it's a dye-job because of my dark brown eyes, but no, I have blonde roots.

I pull out a cigarette with shaky hands, and light it. I cough, telling anyone who is watching that I don't normally smoke.

I reach "the neighborhood," and I notice immediately a 6 foot tall woman in a mini and corest. A hooker, I gather. I look away from her, my face flushing. I almost turn back, almost leave. But, I don't. I need something to take the sting away.

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Enter The Sub

Kyrule has an interesting past. Raised in Japan, he was brought up at a martial-arts school for orphans. He was found outside the front door of the school when he was only one year old. Nothing is known of his parents, and he was accepted readily by the sensei. Yahomoto treasured Kyrule, teaching him everything he knew and having him assist in teaching the others when he reached his 12th year. When Kyrule turned 21, he left the orphanage/martial-arts school to try and learn about his parents. Not having any money, his attempts met with failure. Relizing that he must first earn some major money, he left Japan to travel to China and got involved with the underworld elements in Hong Kong. He started off as an enforcer, then rose to be the bodyguard for one of the top men. When he turned 26, he recieved word that his old teacher was dieing. He returned to Japan and Yahomoto's side barely an hour before his sensei died. Before his last breath, Yahomoto asked Kyrule to honour his dieing request. He asked that Kyrule leave his life of crime behind him and to live his life with honour. He agreed, and held his sensei's hand until his life-force left his body. With the money he'd earned during his years in Hong Kong, he continued to track-down his parents. Kyrule discovered that his father had been killed for refusing to pay for "protection" from local gangs and his mother was killed as well shortly after leaving Kyrule at the school where she hoped he'd be safe. With all purpose now gone from his life and no desire to resume criminal work, he's come to Halifax, Nova Scotia to seek out a more honourable position as a body-guard for hire. He's known as a quiet man who prefers to be left alone and leaves generous tips, usually tipping almost as much as the meal cost him.

Walking down the street one night, having just finished work, he begins making his way to a quiet bar where the staff and regulars all know enough to leave him be. He's dressed in black khaki's, a tight black muscle shirt, and a full-length black leather trench-coat. His hair is black, and looks to be long, but full-length is impossible to judge, as it's tucked into his trench. He sees the woman again, the one who stirs his heart anytime she seems to smile at him. All dressed up with no one to appreciate you again? He thinks to himself. His eyes seem to sparkle with excitement with but a mere glimpse of her, and do so even more as he spots the leash and collar which he knows are meant for her "pet" and not for herself. He wonders where her "pet" might be, or if she seeks a new one.

 

[Stegral]

new person

I reach "the neighborhood," and I notice immediately a 6 foot tall woman in a mini and corest. A hooker, I gather. I look away from her, my face flushing. I almost turn back, almost leave. But, I don't. I need something to take the sting away.

A car has pulled in I don't seem to remember.... it parks out of the way, then a stunning blonde gets out & adjusts to the drive in... as she sees me she turns away & blushes....ahhhh a newbie, I normally don't approach people but I better see what she is here for before the animals get her. As much as I hate the loose people they are a nessecity... they give me info on all that they see.... sometimes I wish I could be something other than a watcher or keeper of the peace....some of the shopkeepers treat me well... never have to worry about being hungry or out in the rain... me & the others like myself are welcome anywhere in the city, we are all known very well. I approach the newcomer slowly.... I call out to her.... " you must be new here, I am J'Lth... what do you seek? I can help you find it in this city < with a smirk on my face hoping to break the ice> ."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I reach "the neighborhood," and I notice immediately a 6 foot tall woman in a mini and corest. A hooker, I gather. I look away from her, my face flushing. I almost turn back, almost leave. But, I don't. I need something to take the sting away.

A car has pulled in I don't seem to remember.... it parks out of the way, then a stunning blonde gets out & adjusts to the drive in... as she sees me she turns away & blushes....ahhhh a newbie, better see what she is here for before the animals get her. As much as I hate the loose people they are a nessecity... they give me info on all that they see.... sometimes I wish I could be something other than a watcher or keeper of the peace....some of the shopkeepers treat me well... never have to worry about being hungry or out in the rain... me & the others like myself are welcome anywhere in the city, we are all known very well. I approach the newcomer slowly.... I call out to her.... " you must be new here, I am J'Lth... what do you seek? I can help you find it in this city < with a smirk on my face hoping to break the ice> ."

I gulp, and glance up at her. Briefly. My blush deepens, and I look back down in shame.

"Um ... I ... don't know. I ... umm, I hear everything is here. Anything ... I ... need to forget."

I close my eyes, and for a second time nearly flee in panic. But as before, a sense of Need, of Lusts that I can't name, or fulfill in my quiet neighborhood, keeps me here.

"Rachel is my name. I ... I have cash."

Instantly I regret saying this, and shift uneasily, clutching my purse closer to my body.

 

[Trailryder]

As I approach the woman wearing the mini and corset our eyes meet and in a the matter of seconds we exchange knowing glances that yes we both belong in this world. She nods at me with respect as I give her the same look back letting her know that she has nothing to fear from me. Though her beauty does make my temperature rise just a bit and once again I wonder if she is a hooker or was my other assumpstion she has another motive for dressing this way might be correct. We move on after sharing that brief moment in time and my thoughts return to my task today. But think that I should keep my eye on her. My last job involved a local real estate man that needed to collect some unpaid dues from a certain wealthy drug lord. Well, that debt had been collected and now it was time for me to collect my fee from the employer. He had bought many of the dilapidated apartment buildings around the area renting them out to whomever turning himself into basically a "Slum Lord". Under normal circumstances I would not have done a job for this type of person but the fact that he paid well and it involved taking down a so called big drug dealer was a large bonus. As I approached the real estate office I saw a woman walking down the street that really looked out of place. She was making a feeble attempt to smoke a cigarette as she coughed several times after inhaling. She has long blonde hair and is wearing a skirt with a tank top. An attractive woman to be sure but not one that belongs here in my world or at least not yet anyway. I know that the predators will soon be circling her and she won't stand a chance. But she choose to come here who am I to interefere. As much as I try to walk on by I can't help but feel the need to step up and help this woman. Before I can do so my familiar friend approaches her and they begin to speak. I stop and watch them stepping into the shawdows camouflouged from any prying eye's.

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Watching

Kyrule sees the man enter the shadows to watch and respects his actions enough not to intrude or bring attention to the man. However, he does watch the man out of the corner of his eye in case he should prove to be more than an observer. The rest of his attention is still on the lovely woman with the leash and the new arrival. She is so out of place here. This is not a place for her, so why has she come? Perhaps m'lady will be able to keep her safe. If not, if there is trouble, I'll protect them even at great personal risk.

 

[Stegral]

as I approach Rachel I hush her quickly....." we all have cash, just don't flaunt it unless you come with a bodyguard"...
I approach her & extend a hand, " you look like you need a shoulder before you need posion, come on... there is an awesome coffe shop around the corner we can talk over a warm something...lets be sure of what you want & need before you get into trouble."
as we walk I can feel eyes upon me.... glancing around I don't notice anything threatening....

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Thoughts.

Hears the words cash and body-guard and perks right up. Does the woman need a body-guard? Maybe I should offer my services. Kyrules thinks of approaching then hears talk of a coffee shop around the corner and decides to arrive there first, making sure it was clear of potential threats to the two women. If the one with the leash was going to try and get information from the new arrival or whatever else she had in mind, he wanted to be sure they'd be unharmed. And while I'm at it, maybe I'll find out more about her myself.... and the leash.... Offers a friendly and barely perceptible nod to the man in the shadows before going to the coffee shop.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

as I approach Rachel I hush her quickly....." we all have cash, just don't flaunt it unless you come with a bodyguard"...
I approach her & extend a hand, " you look like you need a shoulder before you need posion, come on... there is an awesome coffe shop around the corner we can talk over a warm something...lets be sure of what you want & need before you get into trouble."
as we walk I can feel eyes upon me.... glancing around I don't notice anything threatening....

"Um... OK."

I am shaking again, and take another long draw on the cigarette. I try to keep from coughing as I draw the smoke into my lungs, but I can't and I sputter, then smoke escapes my lips in a rough hack.

I shrug sheepishly, and follow the women.

"I'm ... kinda new at this. I just ... I just need to forget for a few hours."

 

[Stegral]

time to forget

"hey we all need some R&R once in a while... it just depends on how & what you need... what do you really want?" << I was hoping she wasn't looking for dope... I know who to ask for good stuff... would rather have a happy stoner than a dead one>>> "I am in this "city" to help everyone be safe & be sure they leave happy" " I know you are nervous but I don't judge.... we all have needs & vices... some are odd & some are way out there... you would be surprised at what passes for Normal in this part of town..."
Again I wondered what she was looking for... maybe dope or just dinner with a nice escort or maybe more... the only way I could help her is if she told me... As we enter into the coffee shop I notice an asian man "escorting" people out.... I wonder how someone gets into trouble in a coffee shop???? And at last chat Larry didn't have a "bouncer" at his door.... Note to self... talk to Larry ASAP....

 

[Keldun_Rae]

As we enter into the coffee shop I notice an asian man "escorting" people out.... I wonder how someone gets into trouble in a coffee shop???? And at last chat Larry didn't have a "bouncer" at his door.... Note to self... talk to Larry ASAP...

Shoves the last of the group of five out the door, one who seems to be limping and holding his nose. "Larry says don't come back until tommorow, noon, at the earliest." Shuts the door behind them, passes Larry a $100. "That should be ample compensation for an hour or so of privacy for the ladies. After all, we do not want people like them to be here attempting to cause trouble, do we?" Nods to the two women and sits at the opposite side of the shop, watching the place and them as well.

 

[Trailryder]

I observe the two women's conversation as a stealthy figure catches my eye but only for a moment and then disappears. What was that, I wonder? It almost seemed to be just a trick of light but no I'm certain I saw something or someone but it looks clear now. Suddenly, I see him barely perceptible in the shadows. So it wasn't a trick of light but someone else well versed in the art of stealth. He moved out towards the corner at a determined pace giving me a knowing and respectable nod as he left. I return his nod wondering if he was a threat. He seemed to be as intent on watching the two women as myself. The two women turn and head towards the corner and I wonder where they are going together. The out of place intruder and the other one that belongs. I feel a kindred spirit for some reason towards her and wish no harm upon this woman but the other one now she has really caught my eye. Attractive yes, sexy yes, but oh so easy for the taking if the wrong predator should arrive. But at least in the company of the other she should have some protection as the woman with the leash would be a dangerous enemy indeed. Then I think of the stealthy stranger and decide to put off my business for the moment and watch the two women. I follow from behind making sure they are unaware of my movements while watching the street for any possible threats. The street urchins and beggars quickly scatter before me as they know of my reputation and do not wish to cross my path. A fog begans to descend on the "neighborhood" making those not wanting to be seen even harder to detect which is good and bad depending on if you are hiding or watching. In my case I was doing both but I still had no trouble keeping up with the two women as they were walking at a fairly slow pace and there was no way the other could keep anyone from noticing the newcomer.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I knew I couldn't tapdance around it forever. Sooner or later I would have had to ... what? I wasn't exactly sure what I wanted, and sure as hell didn't know how to get it.

"I need to forget. I just got ... dumped on bigtime. So ... I think the idea of being touched ... I've never done drugs before ... never even smoked before. I just got these yesterday ... after he shit on me."

I cough again, clearly not enjoying the experience.

When we get set down, I sip at my coffee. I start to feel a little more comfortable, not entirely sure why. This is probably an undercover cop. Once I say it ... slam!

"I need to forget. Just ... leave my mind. Cigarettes aren't doing it. I need ...."

Whispering: "Something harder. Something that will just blast me out of my mind."

I blush deeply, and avert my eyes. My friends all swear by pot, and several do heroin all the time. They have since graduating high school a couple years ago (since before that actually) and while I never have before, my new job, the breakup, pressure from my parents to settle down ... it's too much and I can't take it. So ... time to experiment.

 

[Trailryder]

The women lead me to a coffee shop called "Larry's Cup of Java" that is not a usual spot of trouble. I have been a patron here myself on several occasions. Just as the two women go to enter the man from the shadows suddenly thrusts some people out of the door ushering them on but not hurting them. He appears Asian and I wonder why he would be clearing out the shop. Larry's place has a small patio with several tables so I decided I will enter and order a cup of coffee while sitting at one of the outside tables. I notice that the stranger has closed the door and turned off the neon "OPEN" sign. Hmm, why would he do that I wonder? I turn quickly heading for the back door finding it locked. I pull out my lock pick set and withing a matter of seconds have the door open. As I open the door I see Larry sitting at his desk reading the paper. I nod to Larry who says nothing and move to the front of the building. I listen at the door leading to the cafe hearing nothing and cautiously open the door on edge for danger. I step out into the room looking around for the Asian man first and women second.

 

[Stegral]

the coffee shop

I get her to sit down... she is pretty shaken up.....
Dammit she wants dope... "you sure you want posion??? I could think of a better way for you to spend your cash to help forget & make you feel better considering you can't even inhale cigarrette smoke without hacking..." I offer up to set her up with a nice massage or a nice dinner with a stud to help her forget the pain the asshole caused. It is less addictive than pot or speed.... & alot more legal....
"I have seen people ruin thier lives doing dope, lose the job, house, friends... you have been lucky to have not given in to the pressure yet... don't give in now..." " Let me set you up with a night you will feel like a queen & forget the court jester"... as I peridically peer at the asian fella in the corner I notice the other guy I pass often come out of the back room.... My guard goes up... Larry has gone out of view... the asian has been seemingly violent to get us in here alone & now the other comes in from the back... I really hope they are not here to hurt us... & what have they done with Larry ????

 

[Trailryder]

I walk over to the counter after assuring myself that all is well in the cafe and the wome are safe. The Asian man is sitting in the corner behaving himself though I refuse to let my guard down. I pour myself a cup of steaming black coffee and lay a dollar on the counter by the cash register for Larry. I look at the one that belongs and slightly smile as if to say "its ok your safe from me." The blonde appears upset and on edge and I for some strange reason yearn to know whats wrong and how could I help but for the time being my reason for being her is solely to watch and protect. I take a seat near the back door keeping watch on the Asian. I feel the comforting weight of my trusty .45 caliber at my side concealed by my coat and my throwing knives in the inside of my coat.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I get her to sit down... she is pretty shaken up.....
Dammit she wants dope... "you sure you want posion??? I could think of a better way for you to spend your cash to help forget & make you feel better considering you can't even inhale cigarrette smoke without hacking..." I offer up to set her up with a nice massage or a nice dinner with a stud to help her forget the pain the asshole caused. It is less addictive than pot or speed.... & alot more legal....
"I have seen people ruin thier lives doing dope, lose the job, house, friends... you have been lucky to have not given in to the pressure yet... don't give in now..." " Let me set you up with a night you will feel like a queen & forget the court jester"... as I peridically peer at the asian fella in the corner I notice the other guy I pass often come out of the back room.... My guard goes up... Larry has gone out of view... the asian has been seemingly violent to get us in here alone & now the other comes in from the back... I really hope they are not here to hurt us... & what have they done with Larry ????

I didn't notice the asian man, or the other man come out of the back room. Didn't notice anything at that moment except for the faint burning in my lungs, and the deep hot blush on my face. She's right, and I knew it.

"I ... Thank you. I ... I think you're right. I ...."

Take a deep breath. I nod, and look at her directly.

"I was silly to come here. I came here to get high. My friends always do that. Well, I guess that's stupid on them, right? Look, I'm glad I met you J'Lth? Did I say that right? I guess I'm not thinking too clearly, and ... I'd love it if you could help me. I still want to forget, and I guess I'm here, so might as well ... take in what's available, right?"

I smile thinly. Part of me twinges in disbelief. I'm chickening out that easy? No, fight that down. She's right. I could really screw my life up tonight if I'm not careful.

I sip more coffee, relaxing now that everything is in the open, and apparently settled.

 

[Trailryder]

I finally decide to do something other than watch but I hate to just rush into their conversation uninvited. So I walk over to the coffee pot and pour three coffee's and grab some cream and sugar. One cup I place on the end of the bar and motion for the Asian man leaving it there. The other two I take to the table of the two women. "Ladies, since Larry has stepped out for the moment I thought the two of you might want some hot java especially since you are in a coffee shop." I set the coffee down in front of them pausing for just a second for a reaction.

 

[Stegral]

this is good... one steered clear of the dope.... I am trying to curb the drugs in the city & seem to be doing ok.... " let's start at your options.... there is an awesome resturant nearby that we can cab you to... or if you would like an escort I can arrange that or if you want the royal treatment I know an awesome spa that is all male staff....open 24/7.... what do you think you would feel the least guilty about tomorrow? or if you just want a really great fuck I know the cleanest place in the area guaranteed to make you forget everything in the outside world & better yet there are no STD's that you might pick up if you take something from a street lurker" I am comfortable she has settled down so I get up & get a tea for myself & sit back down... just as I see one of guys get up & go to the coffee pots & see him coming over I hear no thumping from the back so Larry must be either ok or bound real good....but I don't get that feeling of dread I usually get if I walk in on a robbery so.....

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I finally decide to do something other than watch but I hate to just rush into their conversation uninvited. So I walk over to the coffee pot and pour three coffee's and grab some cream and sugar. One cup I place on the end of the bar and motion for the Asian man leaving it there. The other two I take to the table of the two women. "Ladies, since Larry has stepped out for the moment I thought the two of you might want some hot java especially since you are in a coffee shop." I set the coffee down in front of them pausing for just a second for a reaction.

I jump, nearly spilling the coffee I already have. Now, I hadn't noticed anything out of place before, but this freaks me out.

"Ummm ... Yeah, thanks."

I glance at the woman, my worry is evident ....

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Looks at the cup of coffee placed near him but merely grabs a different cup, fill it with hot water, and stirs in some herbs from a pouch taken from his pocket. Nods his thanks of the offer to the man, then indicates his pouch.
Kyrule then speaks in a heavy Japanese accent
"I order my own tea direct from Hong Kong. Expensive, but much better quality." Sips at the tea after a few moments and looks at Rachel.
"Miss, I have reason to believe that J'Lth means you no harm. As for this man, I do not think he wishes to harm you, either. As for myself, I thought you might be more at ease in a quiet place where you could feel safe, and as such, gave the owner, Larry, $100 in exchange for private use of the cafe for an hour or two." Looks at J'Lth, studying her.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Um ... well ... Thank you. I ... I think."

I glance around. I trust the woman. Not sure why, but I do. The men, not so much.

"Well, I guess this is certainly different from my usual routine!"

I finish off one cup of coffee, and then take out the cigarette pack, blush, then set it down.

"Sorry."