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The word he uses to address Tzah-Tzie slaps you in the face like a rotten fish. Your teeth clench. Fists ball up at your sides. Your temples heat up and a vein throbs on your forehead as every voice in your head tells… no, <span class="mu-i">SCREAMS</span> at you to wipe the smirk off of this asshole’s face with two handfuls of hellfire!
It’s more than he deserves… and yet you hesitate.
She has a <span class="mu-i">name</span>, you spit as you lean forward to meet Vhale’s stony gaze with one of your own, and she wants to play a concert with Lutza. That’s why you’re here in the first place!
Vhale doesn’t flinch at your request, nor does he seem too threatened by it. “Names are for those that warrant them.” He shrugs, leaning back as his eyes dance over to his subordinates. “A concert, hm?”
“Y-yes, sir…” For the first time in what feels like ages, Lutza speaks up from behind her bodyguard bulwark! “We began planning on the Skyrail--sh-she can play well an-”
Her first and last public performance…” Vhale sighs as the corner of his mouth curls up into a crooked grin, “Fitting.” His dull eyes jerk back over to yours. “So that’s it, is it? You gain nothing, she gets one last desperate gasp of freedom?”
That’s right, you nod, holding your Poker face together as best you can, and that’s that.
“And that’s that…” Vhale purrs as his claw clinks against his blade a few more times. “Send her up.”
Hastily rubbing at her eyes, Sixface leaps to her feet for another swift bow. “O-of course, boss!”
Hey, you begin as Sixface darts out the door, she doesn’t-
“She does.” The Kingpin interrupts as one of his fangs pokes out from between his lips, “Would you rather we keep it a surprise? That’s <span class="mu-i">cold</span>, Anton…” His gaze drifts over to Lutza once more. “Where and when do you intend to hold this… ‘bash’?”
“Tonight.” Answers Joplin, the Gnok Manager stealing a glance your way that almost says ‘<span class="mu-i">just trust me</span>’. “Here in Crystalmelt.”
“Interesting venue choice.” Remarks Vhale, claw still tinking away at his blade, “Why not have it at the estate?”
“For the sake of everyone’s privacy and safety we found it prudent to choose a more public area,” Joplin adds, earning a nod from his managee, “The crowds my client attracts tend to be rather large… and unruly, at times.”
Before you can discuss it further, you hear a pair of familiar pitter-pattering feet enter from the front of the suite! “LUTZA~” Chirps and all-too-familiar and chipper voice, “Better start practicing, beca-”
Skipping around the corner, Tzah-Tzie freezes up at the sight of Vhale, her words screeching to a halt in her throat with a violent choking noise! As the color and life drain from her features, the Kingpin takes a long, hard look at the girl as if inspecting her for damages.
>CONTD.
