Silence is the loudest sound [Cain, Aioai]

"So how about it? You and me tonight?" Cain leaned forward on his bar stool, his left elbow rested on the bar all the better to shoe in on the personal space of the fine lady sitting next to him. However the darling dame who had until a moment ago seemed quite interested suddenly leaned away from Caine as if physically repelled by his question "I don't know what kind of girl you take me for; but I'm not it." With that she abruptly stood up and walked out of the bar taking her designer coat with her. Cain grimaced and leaned back in his seat "Again just like that." The bar tender, a large man cleaning a glass, laughed "Its like that every time Cainy-boy. They eat up your shtick all day and the second you go for the kill they bail like a water mage on a sinking ship. I almost feel sorry for you. Almost."

Cain looked at the bartender with eyes filled with equal bits respect and irritation "Just you wait Simon. One'll bite sooner or later." He spun around in his seat and scanned the bar "Just gotta find the right type." Simon chuckled some more and walked down the bar to help another customer "Just keeping saying that boy." It was then the low life's gaze fell on a lone lady sitting by herself on the far side of the room "Oh hey forget that mince. This shine will do fine."

Ever so subtle he slinked across the length of the tavern, pretending to chum it up with a couple other guests just to give him some cover, before finally reaching the couch where his target rested in seclusion, "Mind if I join you mi'lady? No one should have to drink alone in a friendly place like this." Maybe not the most original move but Cain still had his best cards up his rather short sleeves.

Clack, clack, clack—Gracing the door with four fingers, the old wooden door motioned, as the figure entered into one of the most common places of ‘sin’ and ‘entertainment’, a bar. The strong smell of toxic drunken men with the noisy of the cheery, such a loud and crowded place, such a place that the figure didn’t belong, but a drink could always ease the pain of the past and make one forget—A thing needed for a life so dark. Without so much as stop or a catch of a breathe, but more so like a rush in, a single female with her head staring to the ground and motioning her way over to the nearest emptiest chair at bar nearest to the bartender. No doubt if that didn’t catch the attention of the others around the area, the fact she was dressed in a short dress made of black fine-silk matched with a solid gold key around her neck, in a dump like this—Or maybe, it was the fact normally those with their head down are in a form of trouble, was she a run away, as she did look rather young? It had to be something, upon her entering such a place, it would seem like a dark but weak appearance invited itself in, but at the same time, some type of spirit, in the case of this female, a celestial spirit—The trouble being, in the world of Aioai, this place was new to her, she had never been within this town and this her first time in a bar.

Taking her seat almost instantly, the tip of her golden heels hit against the old-wood of the bar, getting the bartender’s attention, her head tilted up swiftly and with the most uneasy expression—The expression of nothingness. Before the man could even turn to spoke or address her at all, her plush pink rosy lips parted “I desire something--A drink that can drown the deepest and most nerve-wrecking feeling.” She said, her voice being as empty as a grave at midnight, and as cold as the ice from the freezer—The a single glare and nod, the man turned away and went on about the drink she wished, she desired. Placing both arms on the bar before her, she placed her head down atop of her hands and waited, wandering in a few thoughts as her eyes scanned around, a few stares to her, people having a good time—She just wanted her drink and to get the hell out of this place. She was uneasy, it was so noisy and she didn’t like it.

Cain's first impression was immediately positive, she blushed, she looked away a little; it was starting to look like an easy pick up. But red flags shot up as she mentioned she couldn't read the signs. Which either meant illiteracy or eye problems, for a brief second he debated in his mind Crap Cain she could be blind for all you know. You want to deal with a disability? She worked her way in here just fine so maybe she just can't read. Dang it man she's too much of a looker to pass up just because she MIGHT be blind. Even if she is; it could be worth it... Without any further hesitation he sat down on the coach and slide over to Kanix's side just in time to run into another wall. As she introduced herself she included a last name, which would prompt Cain to do the same Screw you pops! You couldn't even be bothered to make a fake last name for me?! She'll think I'm weird if I say I don't have a last name... Gotta make something up... Cain shrugged "Kanix huh? Now that's an exciting name if I've ever heard one. But this knight goes by a slightly more humble moniker 'Sir Cain Able,' at your service."

Cain mentally berated himself, that was the stupidest name ever.

When Kanix's attention shifted to the door Cain figured he'd lost her interest. But her interest in the other girl put a spark in Cain's eye and some hope in his heart. This was salvageable. He sprung to his feet almost as fast as he had sat down and with no shortage of flair; spun on his heels and offered his hand to Kanix, "If you are so intrigued then maybe we can go introduce ourselves; and maybe while we're up there I can help you with those signs?"

Cain would normally be content with just bringing home someone like Kanix; but if he could get two darling dames why settle for one?

Pensive or melancholia? Shoveling against the hardwood’s surface, turquoise nails danced alone the darkwood—Short of patience or intolerable, or maybe, spaced and conflicted? Muzzled both the mouth and nose pressed into her forearm most of her face remained concealed, pitched into soft flesh two sets of finely pointed canine teeth bit—Uneasiness and discomfort, distressed by nature and appeared not to be in the mood. Locked within her own mind, circling questions and irresolvable resolutions haunted her as the unshakable truth could never simply slip her, but the lie was always given to live and one couldn’t possibly know what was never told. From the highest point in a dreams’ nightsky like shooting fires to falling stars, a memory of mother, father and herself, the beauitful study of Astronomy and how they found Aioai. Within a bednest of feathers, ashes and dirt, they had found the baby called Aioai and took her into their home, it was rather ironic to circumstance as to how they found her and to their last name, she inherited ‘Nightstray’, Aioai Daiz Nightstray.

‘Fifteen years..’ she thought, almost questioning the years and days, almost questioning the years of her suffering and the core of her never ending shame, blame and pain—Relapping around her fourth winter, the winter night she lost both her mother and father, forced to leave them inside a burning building and than, within the one foot of snow as her icy breathe signed to her belittling health, she heard the painful and heart stabbing song the screams of two beloved ones’ burning alive combined with the horrid smell of flesh turning to ash as three men laughed in cheer. Subconsciously dancing within this sick limbo, she had not moved a single inch nor blinked a single time as she stared beyond the distance of the far—and before her mind could wonder towards latter experiences, within midst of this limbo, she heard something, something that was never apart of this misfortunate experience.. A bump and a few seconds after.. An unfamiliar voice that was close, it was so close like it was right next to her and being not that of a male, but that of a female.

Suddenly, caught within a dark daydream, she blinked as she simultaneously released her light bite against her forearm—Dimmly lit, the small radiant purple within her eyes shined everso slightly with a bit of curiously, no doubt the words of ‘Hello there’ were addressed to the distressed female whom was within her limbo. Upon sitting on straight fully with her arms withdrawing from atop of the bar’s counter, they placed themselves within her lap as Aioai turned her attention swiftly to the female found next to her, sitting within a little wait of the pensive girl—As her eyes laid upon Kanix, she took notice of her appearance, voice and any other details that could be noticed, the last being, Kanix appeared to be blind. Midst between such notice, she turned her attention to one that was accompanying her, Cain, a male in whom didn’t have vary much of her attention, as she did not even look at him for a second before turning her looking back to Kanix. “Did you harm yourself upon locating your seat?” Aioai said, her voice being everso icy and expressionless as very same as she addressed the bartender, but however, she express concern within the choice of her words—Noticing a like error as she address the woman next to her, Aioai was spoken to rather friendly and all she returned was a monotoned voiced concern with no greeting at all. Within Aioai’s mind, it seemed that Kanix no doubt had a struggling getting over here and was kind enough to even speak to Aioai kindly. With this noticed, she found herself parting her rosy pink lips once more not after a few seconds of speaking. “Ah. I misplaced my manners. Hello to you as well.” She added, placing a bit more ‘warmth’ within her tone—Removing that of a rough and cold nature, to that of something a bit more soft and inviting for the conversation, a hope that it’d possibly make her feel a bit matter.

"I mean when I said I'd help you read the signs I meant more like read them for you, I wasn't planning to try and teach you how to read or something when we got up there, just because while such a kindness isn't beyond me or anything just the time in-" Cain quickly shut himself up as Kanix began dragging him across the room.

Rule number 1 of picking up women at a bar, odds are the ones sitting silently alone are doing so for a good reason, and by consequence more trouble then they are worth. This shallow minded page from the philander's play book came to Cain's mind as he had now blatantly ignored it twice within five minutes and he got the seeking feeling he was about to see the reason for the rule.

But he was ever one to skirt rules and continued regardless.

He lightly smiled and made an attempt to catch the new girl's eye; greeting her with "Hellos all around then! We couldn't help but notice you were spending this evening by yourself." Simon caught Cain's eye behind the bar, the bartender probably hoping that the two girls would actually buy something instead of just occupying his seats. Cain's free hand went to a pouch tied to his belt and softly squeezed it. The barkeep caught their signal for 'I'll buy them something, or later buy myself enough for both of them depending on how this goes.' So reassured of his profits the large man returned his attention to other customers and Cain's returned to the lone girl.

"So as the know we figured we all could share some good times here'in. How about it?" Cain bit his tongue as he accidentally let slip some questionable figures of speech. Come on Cain! Why don't you just go and scream I'M FROM THE- Oh hey Kanix is saying something.

Shortly after the greeting of Kanix, the male added his and before Aioai found herself replying, she heard the Kanix speaking. Tapping both her index fingers’ nail against her kneecaps, it was the only way she found herself expressing her discomfort—Socializing was not a strong point, besides most of her conversations she held involved her bloodied or tied up, if not worse; impatience awaiting a drink as well, could she just have the whole bottle? With each tap to her knee, her dig pressed a bit harder into the skin with her unknowing doing it as she stared at the lips of speaking female—Before falling back into her nevereverland, she stook her head left to right and reversed the order before ceasing such a waking action. With the lift of her right arm, she placed the elbow of it into atop of her knee as she balled of her hand into a fist, resting her chin on her knuckles as she slightly leaned forward and to the side towards Kanix just barely, just enough to show she had her attention, even though, the speaking female was blind. As soon as the female finished speaking, she had spoke to the male who accompanied in some type of answer about reading the sign to her—Oh, where was Aioai’s drink? She was still waiting.. Not like it mattered anymore, she could drown herself in a conversation with these two.

She hadn’t found herself with nothing to say in reply to the female, after all, she hasn’t been the type to socialize, but Kanix did give a bit of useful information about the place she traveled in and about herself—Turning her head to the male that accompanied Kanix, he was mumbled to himself, a tongue of words she couldn’t quite understand; having good hearing and still couldn’t understand him, but she did understand the name he was addressed as. When she thought about the offer, atleast the idea of company. Cain appeared to be right and it must’ve been abnormal for a female to be sitting alone, but that was normal to her atleast, she was always alone because she made sure of it—She was unsure how to take it, the female could be acting out of kindness and the male could be acting out of this.. ‘luck’, or both are being considerate, but that would be narrow-minded of her. “The company is not what I mind.” She had mumbled quietly, just enough for it to be barely heard by atleast the female if not the male as well. But as soon as she mumbled these words, she noticed Kanix bring her attention back to Aioai and asked a simple question, what was the lone girl’s name, even adding to the fact if the ground didn’t disable magic and could guess it; that worried Aioai just a bit. “Aioai. Aioai Nightstray. I know I am rather quiet, but I think, atleast if I allowed myself to feel a speck of emotion. I believe I would be glad to have company like you to. If I may also ask. What is your name, m’lady—” Cutting herself off, she leaned herself to look at the male, lifting her head from her hand and knowing his name was Cain, but that was besides the point, he should have the manners to tell her. “And m’sir?” Unsure how friendly she found herself coming off to both, it was sure that her monotone voice was not friendly and she had to use her words to make her appear so.

The Aioai girl was giving Cain every kind of weird vibe. She didn't scream the social type and just the fact that someone as quite as her would come out drinking alone seemed suspicious. But her short dress compelled him to try and look past the rough edges.

When confronted on his speech Cain only shrugged and cheaply explained away his odd word choice saying, "Oh sorry. I'm foreign; the saying translates poorly. I always forget." Moving right along he next addressed Aioai, "The name's Cain. Pleasure to meet you Miss Nightstray." The bartender passed setting a drink in front of Aioai that was a sinister dark color. Cain stopped Simon, "Hey buddy. Can I get my usual and something light for the lady uhm..." He looked between Kanix and Simon as if trying to decide something, "You look like you could go for something kind of fruity. Maybe. You like that sort of thing? I'd bet you do. Ooh strawberry; I'd willingly bet the price of whatever it is that you could do a strawberry drink. Something strawberry Simon. On me of course." The bartender sighed and looked at Kanix apologetically, "You found yourself a fine gentleman here miss. I'll get it in a second."

With that he walked into a back room. Cain looked right offended, "What was that about now?" He scratched his chin and looked at Kanix "Sure we could have played the 'how about this, or how about that,' game with every drink on the shelf but we would be here all year. That was faster. Besides Simon has good taste, you just point him in the right direction and he'll always get just the right thing." He was rather confident she would be fine with him giving her order, but he wanted to be sure, "That's just fine right?"

He was looking at Kanix but his eyes occasionally darted to Aioai's drink, it was kind of an intimidating looking thing.

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Cain realized he had potentially made a fatal error. What's with this girl? At this point in time Basilisk Fang should be more or less a secret. Why would one of their members be ratting like this? Heh maybe I'm just that smooth. What are you thinking dude?!? She could be like a trained killer assassin person thing. Cain knew he was a bad person, who did some questionable things. But he also understood he was little league; guilds like Basilisk Fang were not little league, someone who could so openly claim membership were not little league. His every cowardly impulse told him to run for the hills, live to seduce another day. But for some reason he found himself carrying on just as he was; even replying to Kanix's comment without missing a beat "Well then fair warning when you taste what my man Simon has got you will be a regular drinker just like that."

"Flattery gets no discounts." Cain almost jumped out of his seat as the bartender placed a shot glass of a gold colored drink in front of Cain and an orangish red cocktail glass in front of Kanix. Regaining his composure Cain looked down the bar to say something to Aioai; but instead his words were forgotten as he found himself watching a little too intently as she retrieved her money. He was able to snap out of his trance as she buttoned up just in time to hear her question about their origins. "Well as I said I am foreign. But I live in this country now. However Magnolia Town is my more usual haunt. I just like to hang out here because I don't have much going for me as far as magic power goes; its a safe-ish place to enjoy raising a little hell."

Cain took a sip of his drink and felt his better judgment slip away.

Believe it or not that was not the first time Cain had been violently threatened by a women at a bar. So he took it rather well. Shutting up quickly and keeping his eyes off of Aioai. But it seemed the damage was done as she quickly excused herself and left Dang I knew getting both was a long shot. But if I knew a harmless peak was enough to sink that ship maybe I wouldn't have bothered. Sure he was deterred but he wasn't quitting yet; there was a bigger ches- fish to fry. He wasn't sure what to say so he just took a little sip of his drink and the alcohol did the talking for him.

"Staying in a castle huh? I knew you had the looks of a royal about you." He leaned back in his seat "Not sure what tipped it off though. Could have just as easily been your elegant hair or maybe your regal figure..." Another drink, "Of course I'd invite you to my own castle but..." Cain gestured to the room around him "We're already here Mi'Lady. I hope the accommodations are to your liking?"

Cain was prepared to go on and on to counter Kanix's attempt at dismissing his compliments. But before he could Kanix's request to be taken to a quieter place caught him off guard, This night may be promising yet... As his hand was taken and he was pulled to his feet he said "I think I may know just the place." His face went red as Kanix pulled them together but he reflexively wrapped his arms around her. He only smiled mischeviously when she planted a kiss on his face. He let go of her with one arm and retrieved something from a pouch on his side.

Proving that he did have SOME strength he swept Kanix off her feet, "Hold on tight," and in the very next second they were zipping through the streets of the Neutral Grounds. They only had to travel a short distance, but in that time Cain somehow clipped a curious earring onto his ear. Watching him sprint down the streets must have been quite the sight to see for any people passing by, but what was more curious was the second Cain stepped out of the magic nullifying field they seemingly disappeared into thin air.

The truth was the second he stepped outside of the Neutral Grounds his magic earring reactivated and warped them to who knows where. Who would be Cain, he knew exactly where they were. It was a plain looking bedroom. It was furnished with a simple bed, a wood dresser and a wardrobe shoved into the corner. There was a single door and no windows. The most note worthy thing was a little stand that wore an earring that matched Cain's. He quickly removed said earring and hid it away again in his pouch. He grinned at Kanix, his face still most red, "Welcome to... Well the quietest place I know."

Cain looked her in the eye, intrigued by the spark behind the clouds, he took a few steps toward her, "Well you said you were in a dark guild right?" A grin tugged on the corner of my mouth "Maybe you could show me the darker side of you?" He closed the distance between them and made an endeavor to put his arms around her waist. He wasn't sure when it started but he noticed his heart rate had picked up considerably. "Or maybe since you can't see what I look like with your eyes, maybe we can help you get a feel for the man in front of you?" Eagerly he continued, "I feel we've been unfair to you so far. I've had every opportunity to behold your beauty but you can only make guesses to my appearance." He put his face right in front of hers, leaning down a little, "We have all the privacy and time in the world. Just say the word and I'll make this a night we won't ever forget."

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OOC: Sorry for the really short post, I hit a wall with this post.

Cain could hardly believe his luck. This was really happening, he had actually brought this knockout to his room. Even if it had gone off to a shaky start, Cain did not regret a moment of it. "Your wish is my command Mi'Lady." Then without a moment's hesitation he joined her in bed.



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OOC: I'm afraid I fall a couple months short of "old enough." I think we had best end this here.