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Kani Janis ([personal profile] brinewitch) wrote in [community profile] genessia2017-01-27 01:57 am

VIDEO

This thing on? We rollin'?

Sweet, lets do this.

HEYA ladies, gents an' everythin' in between an' beyond. You bored? You ain't got nuthin' ta do? It's a Thirsty Thursday night or a sleepy Saturday?

I got the hottest place in Genessia City fer ya, ain't no where like it. Best drinks, best club an' best entertainment this side of the arches.

One of a kind place.

Who am I?

[The fairy grins, a flashy, wide, showman's smile, bearing a few of those sharp, shark like back teeth]

Well shucks, folks, I'm the entertainment! Once in a life time, ya won't find no singer like me nowhere else.

Ta prove me right, right here right now, one free sample of what ya might be gettin' if ya strut yerself inta ol' VL when the lights turn on.

Try an' contain yerselfs!

[After just a moment, the music starts, the instruments neatly recorded.

It's the vocals that are something else.

No at several points, it's clearly just Kani there, singing, the only person in the room, but there are multiple voices joining in on it, the siren's mismatched eyes flickering blue and green every now and again as doses of magic are infused with each and every word.

The feeling may be instant for some, the urge to dance, the need to get up and move, to listen to more. Happiness and drunken giddiness pulsing with every intoxicating beat of the song-

And then, it ends, and the after glow slowly ebbs as the magic is brought to a conclusion
]

Want more? Want a night of that? Ya know where we are, Velvet Lust, one an' only, open from sundown ta sunup!
black_black_heart: (tiger - meat)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-28 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Tannusen jerked away reflexively at the punch, which... didn't connect anyway. He snarled again as the puddle hurried away, but didn't even try to give any kind of chase. The tiger had fought alongside someone with a very similar power, after all. He knew a clean escape when he saw one.

So, he unclasped his hands from behind his back, and stepped back off the stage before striding to the bar for a towel. The cold water hadn't exactly snapped him out of his simmering anger.

Fucking fish.
Edited 2017-01-28 19:53 (UTC)
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[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
There weren't a lot of doors in the place, really. Tannusen opened the office door and raised an eyebrow at finding Kani was who'd knocked. His knuckles, presently bare, were skinned from hitting something -- and there was no sign of what that was. Not in that tiny little room.

In truth, there was a portal passage open to the secret basement, but even Kani couldn't see that without an Enchantment. They may both be Fae, but the differences were vast enough past that point.

The tiger appeared calm enough. "Hello, Kani." Like they hadn't nearly come to blows just a few hours ago.
black_black_heart: (mm-hmm)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"It was," the tiger agreed, eyeing Kani a bit closer. Between the hat and using his name, it seemed like the siren's big sparkly tail was tucked at the moment.

Good, maybe they wouldn't have to do this again in a few weeks. It was so nice when people actually learned. Rare, these days, but nice.

"And now you know better."

On the surface, the words were kind of harsh, but the message buried in them wasn't so bad. Kani had learned better, so now they could move on. If Tannusen had washed his hands of someone, he wouldn't give a damn what they'd figured out unless it was a potential threat.
black_black_heart: look, when a character generator lets me make mah boi correctly, I'mma do it and take pictures!! (so I said 'bitch where')

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Tannusen sighed, and stepped out of the office, letting the door swing shut behind him. "That's settled, then. Are you okay?"

No, he really wasn't mad anymore. A few rounds with the heavy training bag below them had blown off most of the steam, and Kani's lack of fight upon returning neutralized the rest. Had the siren come marching in for round two, Tannusen's ire would have sparked that much faster than earlier.

But he hadn't, so... it didn't. He just felt tired in the wake of all that anger.
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[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I get that," Tannusen gestured vaguely with a bloodied hand. "It's over, it's fine."

Honestly, he was used to people poking at him to see if they could take him down a peg, put him under their control. Something about the tiger just had that effect on others, Fae or otherwise. "You get points for learning on the first try. Most people don't."
black_black_heart: look, when a character generator lets me make mah boi correctly, I'mma do it and take pictures!! (a hell of a thing)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I rarely swing at someone unless I plan to take their head off," the tiger stepped past Kani to rinse his hands off in the kichen's huge, industrial sink. He wouldn't heal the skinned knuckles, yet -- not until it was opening time. The sting was welcome to stick around. "If I attacked everyone who's tried that sort of nonsense with me, I'd have a record as long as I am tall in every town, village, and Freehold I've ever been in."
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[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
That had indeed been the point.

Tannusen didn't strut around shoving his more domineering qualities into everyone's faces as a matter of course. In fact, he was quite content to be mistaken for a very decorative bartender, most days. It was only when someone tried him, and kept trying him, that he showed his teeth. Even today, he'd tried simply walking away at first, hadn't he?

But it was done, the goal had been achieved, and now he just wanted to move on. There was no point grinding Kani's face in what had happened, like a bad puppy. Not if the siren was going to be smart and learn from it, which he seemed to be.

Tannusen wiped his hands off on the towel he'd brought in here from earlier, and glanced over at the siren through his glasses.

"What's with the do-rag?" It was a very minor curiosity, but with Kani's hat off it was a more obvious distraction than usual. More importantly, it was a completely innocuous topic change.
black_black_heart: (Jethro)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Mn, a lot of guys I know wear them under their helmets for similar reasons," sure, a properly-fitting motorcycle helmet didn't really chafe -- with a full head of hair -- but there was sweat to contend with. And yes, it kept the helmet cleaner.

If Tannusen was surprised the siren was totally bald, it didn't show.

"It looks old," the tiger said instead, of the hat. "No idea how old, I'm no good with that."

Even with some memory of some past lives, it was all a fractured mess and he couldn't pinpoint the centuries. Not that most of his lives had been anywhere near 'civilization'.
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[personal profile] black_black_heart 2017-01-29 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
"A real antique, then," Tannusen folded his hands behind his back again, but this time only briefly so that he could heal his skinned knuckles with a quick flicker of Heather Balm. He couldn't cast something like that in front of someone who wasn't Enchanted or his world's type of Fae... it literally just wouldn't work.

But when he brought them forward again, now to start tugging on his gloves, they were completely whole once more. No explanation was given, because he doubted one was needed. Kani was Fae, after all, even if they were from different worlds. Magic was a given.

"Of course, it's quite nice and you clearly take good care of it," Tannusen could understand that impulse. He rarely got attached to anything, but when he did he meant it. Jethro had never missed a single oil change, no matter how penniless the homeless tiger was at the time.