How To Kill A Cheating Husband.

Chapter one of Hand-Me Downs

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"Everrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyy night in my DREAAAAMSSSS..." Dakri, who was presently slipping rings on each of her fingers, sang at the top of her lungs, opening her voice box to make her voice become louder. "I seee youuuu, I FEEL YOU!" Sitting crosslegged in one rather large and comfortable red velvet chair was Kelgri, her demon. He was suited in a tight black jeans, a red button up shirt that showed a hint of his skin below his collar bones, and a black pinstripped jacked that hung on him perfectly. His hair hung naturally straight around his face, like it usually did, and red. His face was cut sharp, gorgeous in fact. He quirked his lips up at Dakri and rose a slender eyebrow.

"Are you done, Dak?" He inquired, folding his hands in his lap, waiting.

"You shush!" Dakri said, waving a ringed finger at him. She carefully chose a necklace to garnish her chest, leaning over the box wondering, while she tapped her lips. Almost as an after thought, she belted out: "That is how I know we'll GO ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN."

"And this is what I get for letting you watch that wretched movie." Kelgri growled, standing. She bit at the air in his direction as a reply. With a swift movement, he grabbed her knunchucks and clipped them to her studded green plad belt, which held up her skin tight blue jeans. Her converse were on already, matching the belt. Also matching the belt was a white and green corset tanktop, clinging to her as if she had showered in them. She finally chose one, a black hills gold leaf, and hung it around her neck.

With a graceful leap, Dakri landed in Kelgri's arms, "I CAN FLY, JACK!" She grinned a full tooth grin at him and then leapt down, dancing off through the hallways of the mansion to find Rouge, Lissen and Olivia. "All you need is loooooooooveeeeeeeee! Whoah ooh whoah!"

Cego's eyes lazily opened as one arm reached for one of seemingly several thousand pillows on Olivia's bed. He grunted, "Shut her uuup." He pouted, turning over to see Olivia fixing an earring into her ear.

"Go shut her up yourself, Ceeg." Olivia dropped her hand to her side, turning her head with a stunted smirk and unseen eyes, "And put some clothes on, puh-leaze. Your naked body is sleazing up my bed, maybe you shouldn't drink so much." Cego blinked, let go of the pillow, then slowly peeked under the covers, only to drop them in an embarrassed, "God fucking dammit" look.

"We didn't, er.. uhh -"

"OH GOD. No. You just decided to randomly fucking party boy that bum in the kitchen. I'm not so sure how he liked it - but then again I think you were both drinking the same thing 'n er.. Then you just kinda passed out there."

"Where'd you sleep?"
"With your mom." Olivia walked out of the room - barefoot with a long, white skirt and an orange halter top - grinning.

Dakri came up to Olivia in the hallway, just finishing a belt of some random song that came into her head. She smiled, took a stance, and rose her eyebrows. "So I hear Ceggie-poo slept in your bed last night." She giggled despite herself and twisted one of the several hundred strips of cloth on her right wrist.

"Yeah, the fuckin' pornstar decided it'd be cool to be naked, too - do we by chance have any super-disinfectant bleach?" Olivia kind of writhed, her shoulders were high but she was also half-glaring beneath her bangs.

"Ummm. Somewhere. I remember throwing it at Dae' when he moved in." Dakri shrugged and smiled. "Cleaning your lover-boys sperm up from your bed will have to wait though, cause we've got a cheating husband to kill." Her lips quirked up in a devilish look, one she obviously gained from Kelgri. "We'll be using Rouge pretty hard today. Ride em' hard, puttem away wet!" She giggled more, and turned, starting down the hallway with Olivia.

Olivia stood, shoulders slumped and she gagged - "Oh, thanks, I slept on my couch." she shook her head, following Dakri down the hallway, "Ass." she mumbled.

Amber sat in the middle of the dojo she worked in. She had just finshed up with a custrom, it was some big shot star who had to learn basic swords play, and such. Amber rubbed the back of her neck, her flip flops layed out in front of her. Looking out a window she saw the asian open market. Amber was woundering what her hyper active assain was doing. Amber stood up and slid her flips on her feet, her torn lowride jeans, and white tank hung nicely. "I need a new job..."

Dakri practically bounced down the halls, and it showed from the way her nunchucks bounced on her hip and she semi-skipped. She was humming under her breath, dancing quick little beats as the moved. "Sorry about Ceggie-poo contaminating your sheets. That is a bit revolting." She shuttered. "I told you about Kelgri coming onto me, right?"

Damon felt the heat of the sun through the window on his face as he started to wake. He also felt the pounding headache from the night before. Not wanting to move from his somewhat comfortable fetal position on the kitchen floor, he decides to keep his eyes shut and wait out the pounding sensation.

Dakri came around the corner, walking into the kitchen for something to drink. Her eyes came apon Damon and she squealed. "My bum!" She giggled and sat on him. "Long night of drinking with the demons, huh?"

Realizing that his sleep couldn't last any longer, Damon opens his eyes and looks Dakri right in the eyes and says, "That's my spleen you're sitting on."

Dakri looked back at him, straight into the eyes, and replied with a simple movement of her body: wiggling her butt.

Feeling really uncomfortable, Damon rolled on top of Dakri, and then proceeded to stand up while picking her up with him.

Dakri squirmed in his arms and wiggled, trying to get him to let go. "Bummmmmmmmmmm," She whined.

Damon laughed then he set Dakri down.

“Lissen,” her demon whispered, standing above her where she slept burrowed into the bowl of her custom bed. No answer. Wecha’s brows furrowed in frustration. He repeated himself, louder this time. The reply: one heavily tasseled cushion expertly aimed at his face. He barely dodged, the rapidly moving threads stung as they whipped past his ear. He growled, “Now that wasn’t very- “ he was forced to dodge the following barrage of bright and overly decorated pillows. By the time he looked back up, Lissen was already rummaging through her drawers, naked on the floor except for lacy boy shorts in a pale green to match her one eye. He looked away politely. “Lovely to see you this morning, feisty one. Did you sleep well?”

She slipped into black short-shorts, a strapless bra to match her panties and her signature black tube top before opening the doors of their shared armoire. While examining the contents, she pointed to the bottle of hair product on the nearby vanity. With a compliant sigh, her demon took it up, squeezed some product into his hands and styled her hair into the simple, yet elegant finger waves while she chose a white quarter-sleeve shirt with a frilly accent down the front and only fastened a single mother-of-pearl button midway down. When he finished, she smiled and said, “Yes, I dreamt of you,” and when he smiled back gently, she continued, “and ending some dirty bastard early in the morning, after a breakfast of a wheat bagel… and a mango. I plan on doing all three.” With a giggle and a naughty wink, leaving the gentlemanly demon feeling as if he had missed something indeed, for he found her wording almost cryptic. But he had little chance to think, as she slipped her slender feet into white ankle socks, her mary janes, and a lacy white garter to grace her muscular thigh, added as almost an afterthought. She then grabbed two random gloves from her white basket as she waltzed out their door, which Wecha held open for her, as always, and as she twirled and box-stepped her way down the hall in dreadful imitation of a dancer, he followed behind, shaking his head ruefully. Silly girl. he thought, indulgently and wandered slowly behind her, planning on talking to one of the other demons instead of following her like a puppy. Maybe I’ll ask Cego what really happened last night.

“Dakri!” She shrieked in excitement, “Good morning to you, and to you, Olivia.” She bowed solemnly, then burst out in laughter. Lissen was now adorned with one elbow length glove and the other on her right only covering her thumb, pointer and middle finger with a strap around the wrist. “I’m starved!” and she grabbed the requisite wheat bagel, popping it into the toaster, while snatching a juicy mango from the bowl on the counter and biting into it with relish. “Mmm, almost as sweet as a certain demon, no?” She winked at the two girls, knowing their demons were a lot more forward than her own. Wecha preferred romancing his way into the beds of his bonded human, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

Dakri made gagging noises, especially toward Olivia, who she then giggled at like a little girl. With swift movements she opened the fridge door and groped around for something to drink, the first thing hitting her hand would be what she wanted. A Pom juice hit first, and she took the lid off, sipping formally before setting it down and giggling. "Sweet and Demon don't go together, lovey. You should know that." She sipped the drink again and propped herself up on a barstool at the counter, crouching on it on her toes. "My demon is so..."

"Pissed off that he let his human watch Titanic." Kelgri said, waltzing into the room like the dark prince he was, reaching his hand into Dakri's hair to feel the smooth strands of her natural red hair.

Dakri giggled despite herself, and turned to him, holding her hands to her heart. "When I get off the ship, I get off with you, Jack!" Kelgri stole her pom juice from her and began to drank it, and she pouted. She turned back to Lissen. "Will you play Jack for me? Kelgri sucks as an actor." He snorted in her direction, gagging on the Pom juice.

Olivia looked slightly frumped at them as she grabbed an apple and cut it into pieces. "I did not sleep with Ceeg, come on, he just sleazed himself into my bed." she shuddered, and her point was valiantly destroyed when the sufer-haired blond demon walked out in nothing but a pair of black briefs, grabbed her ass and stole her apple. All Olivia could do at the point was smack her palm into her forehead and irk back to her room.

"Nice, Ceeg." Kelgri said, grinning as he sat next to his seemingly retarded human. He took a few more drinks from Dakri's Pom juice, looking over at her.

Cego chuckled, running a hand through his hair as he collapsed at the counter, chowing on his stolen apples. "Yeah yeah." he chuckled.

"My beloved wont even spare a glance at me if my jacket is off..." Kelgri grumbled at Dakri's back. When she turned to glare at him, he grinned, reaching over and stealing a piece of Ceeg's apple and biting it haughtly. "Would you like a bite, dear?"

"Incest bastard." Dakri replied, taking a swift jump from the stool and landing with a bow, pointing her toes.

Cego's eyes flicked between Dakri and Kelgri. "I'm pretty sure the only reason Olivia bothers sometimes is because I'm blond." he smirked, shoving the rest of his apple into his mouth, grinning.

"Talk about fucking disgusting." Dakri said to him, before scrunching her lips in an awkward twist, pressing her finger to her lips. In an instant, she was singing "We're not gunna take it! No!" She slipped her hand around Kelgri, careful not to touch him, grabbing her Pom juice and dancing off to find Olivia. When she found her, she pointed at her accusingly. "You like blondes?"

Olivia gave her a strange look and mouthed "Whaa?" until it dawned on her. "Oh my fucking GOD you have to be kidding me!" she rolled her eyes, stormed passed Dakri and back out into the kitchen. "You are such an ASS!" She squealed, and promptly kicked in the legs of the chair Cego was sitting on.

Cego fell to the floor with a loud "AOFMPHH" a few chunks of apple flying onto the tile.


Lissen shook her head with a smile, unconsciously mirroring Wecha’s earlier movement exactly, then hovered her hand over the toaster a split second before the perfectly burnt bagel halves popped into her waiting palms. “Uckies, boyyyys,” she grinned, before biting into the plain toasted bread, walking off after the two girls, not wanting to be left out. Oh my. she thought, when Olivia made her pissed off way past her, before she'd taken much more than a step or two.

Wecha then leisurely, after making sure she had left, entered the kitchen, disdainfully raising an eyebrow at the two demons scarfing their humans’ food stuffs. “Good morning. How was your night?” he asked the two formally, though a wicked grin twitched his lips as Cego's human attacked him.

Dakri grinned wholeheartedly at Lissen, following Olivia to watch the uprising. Dakri gave Wecha a wicked look and rose her slender eyebrows in an impressive arch. "Hmm. Recall of last night..." She held her fingers out in front of her and pressed each finger for a number, but she didn't say anything. She just gave Kelgri a look that told him not to speak.

"I..." He started, and then shook his head. "Slept. A lot."

Olivia stopped beating on Cego, then stepped toward the counter - only to take the same step back and kicking him once more, "And that was for eating my apple you fucknut." She grunted, taking another one from the bowl and shaking her ass back to her room, mumbling something about him looking up her skirt while she was mauling him.

His dark eyes sparkling in amusement, Wecha said nothing. See what trouble these two got into by being so obvious of their intentions? Subtlety was the key to women, though... then again, their women were not exactly typical. He then reached a hand out to Lissen, his eyes becoming large and pleading, his lower lip poking out just the teensiest bit.

With a grin, she gladly deposited one of her bagel halves and the uneaten half of her mango. No matter what she chose to eat, they always halved it. Unless it was chocolate. He knew to get his own, if he wanted any. Wecha was just so damned cute. She disguised a confused sigh before taking her last bite of fruit with the last bite of burnt bagel, and after a moment of intense mastication, she turned very seriously to everyone and opened her mouth, giving a gory, though healthy, view of her meal.

Wecha nearly choked on his bit of bagel, before letting out an appreciative laugh. He then did the same at her back but said nothing.

After swallowing, Lissen looked to the others. "So, when does the killing start?" She grinned sharply.

Damon, after coming out of the shower with his clothes still on from his laziness to take them off, stepped in the room.

"What killing?" He asked as his still wet hair clung to his face.

"The killing of the bastard husband of course!" Dakri said, practically skipping over to him. Without asking permission, she climbed aboard his shoulders and clung onto his chin with her hands like a little girl with her father.

Kelgri turned to watch her, fond of her strange habits. "I am quite envious of your love for that bum." He grumbled and buried his head into his cup of coffee.

With a low grumble and a yawn Ballthafaust walked into the kitchen with sleep still in his eyes.His silver hair smooth and shinny as it flowed to his waist ending in a darker shade of gray. "Anyone seen Rouge? I didn't see him in his room." Looking from Keldri to Dakri then to "bum" with a look of questioning.

With a mild thrust of her body, she shoved her Bum forward and grabbed Baal by his hair. "Good morning beautiful haired person." She ran her finger nails through his hair like a deranged stalker and grinned at him. "I can go find him!" With a sad face, she dropped Baal's hair and removed herself from Damon. With a quick hug toward the long haired one, she danced off down the hallway to find Rouge.

Kelgri glowered at Baalthafaust. "Honestly. What do all of you have that I don't?"

"Well for one" Baalthafaust started,"i have silky smooth hair" he said with a flip of it as it flicked at the air "and I don't want to sleep with her....most of the time." he said the last part with a small grin and look at Dakri to make sure she didn't hear.

"I heard that!" Dakri yelled, looking back around the corner, but smiled. "That's okay, I still loveles you Baalliee." With that, she danced down the hallway to find her beloved Rouge. She checked all the rooms of the house, even his garden, and couldn't find him. She checked all the bathrooms, all the closets, all the side-yards. Standing outside, she frowned, putting her hands to her hips. That's when a glint from the roof caught her eye, and she giggled, running up the stairs as fast as she could. When she climbed onto the roof, she saw him, his silver blond hair catching the sun just as well as the tin tanner he has around his neck. He was completely naked except for a pair of aviator sunglasses, and he was holding a juice box. "Hello, Rougababy. Enjoying the sunshine, yes?"

Kelgri growled, slightly. "She's my human..."

Taking a sip form his juice box Rouge turned his head to Dakri" of coarse, My little singing pony, is every one awake? already! it's like before noon." standing and stretching he walked to the window and slide in with grace. "...what do i want to wear....hmm.....ahh!" Grabbing a pair of black leather pants he slide them on half way before removing them and sliding on some cotton underwear and then slide back into the pants before looking to Dakri "chafing is a no no" he giggled opening the door and held it open for her.

Dakri smiled at him. "Especially on a big day!" She halfway skipped down the hallway, sure that he was following her. "Yes, everyone is awake. Even Baalie." She nodded, and started getting him up to date. "I've pissed Kelgri off, sat on my bummies shoulders, Lissen has shown us her already chewed food, Olivia has kicked out Ceegs chair and..." she shrugged. "Yunno, the works."

Kelgri frowned and snatched a banana out of the fruit basket, slicing it carefully. He tossed the banana peal toward the trashcan and kept his pout. "I'm just as good as the rest of you!"

"Oh Kel, you just need to think more of your self, I'm sure then your human.....Sweet poor little Dakri..will love you and rock oyu all night long." Baalthafaust said with a grin

"oh coming from the demon who wont sleep with his human!" Rouge entered following Dakri "I see how it is I'm nothing to you," Rouge mocked with a seductive grin, "that's okay, me and Dakri just had a quickie, didn't we?" he said grabbing Dakri and wrapping he naked torso and arms around her squeezing her into a bear hug. "We just love each other SSSSSOOOOOO much." he giggled in her ear has he pressed his cheek to hers.

With a grin Dakri stuck out her tongue and ran it along his cheek, making sure to look straight at Kelgri. Then she closed her eyes and pressed back against Rouge. "Yes. My Rougababy is so delish I can hardly contain myself. I'm sure the neighbors will have a fit though." She giggled.

Damon brought his right hand to his mouth and gave a small but noticeable cough, "If by chance, um, if you would be willing to pay for gas money, I can give you a ride somewhere."

Ceego reached up towards the counter, after a few moments of breathing painfully, and pulled himself up. "YOUR FEET STINK, BY THE WAY, YOU ASS." he yelled at Olivia as she plodded down the hall. He rubbed his chin, gritting his teeth, but followed her down the hallway, anyway.

A slight curve of his well-defined lips was all that gave away the humor Wecha felt at the ostentatious display. “Ah, Kelgri my friend, jealousy does not become you.” Wecha intoned mock-sagely. As if he would do any better in the same situation. Poor man. he sympathized. If his human was that way, he would possibly ruin his gentle facade by throwing a bloody fit. And bloody would describe it well enough, he was overly-polite, as a matter of course, but he was not so lenient on males encroaching upon what he considered his territory, namely his human, Lissen.

Which is exactly what the wretched female was considering. Her eyes flickered from her two teammates to the jealous demon and then to her own indifferent companion, her expression revealing dissatisfaction. What would Wecha do, if she were as brave and insane as Dakri? And Rouge was quite attractive… No, it would not do to upset him, yet. So, she very boldly sidled over to where her blue tinted demon and relaxed her body along the length of his, his arms automatically sliding across her waist to support her fully. A smile graced her full lips, “Hey you two, don’t be so selfish. Next time you’re feeling frisky, let a girl in on the fun.” She winked hugely, feeling almost playful. 

Darki's eyes flicked to Lissen and she grimaced, still aware that she has Rouge's arms around her. She blinked, still with her grimace and looked at Kelgri. She twisted her mouth, and, instead of saying something completely off the wall and insane, she said, "Can we go kill Mr. Big Shot now?"

Kelgri glanced up at her, his red hair swaying with his quick movements. "You have.. nothing to.. say?" He blinked a few times, and watched the way indifference crossed her face. She looked just like her mother that way, with her honey eyes turning with thought.

Dakri gave him a fiery glance that she gained from him. She gave him an impressive snarl and looked at Damon. "I've got some cash for gas."

Damon stared for a moment as if he was in his own little world. He shakes his head, "That's cool, I've been itching to drive my baby for a few days now," he says with a wide grin showing that he finally brushed his teeth.

Dakri, resuming her usual insane stature, climbed above Damons shoulders. "My bum!" And looked behind her to wait for everyone else.

Beginning to follow Damon and Dakri Rouge went ridged for a second and turn to stare each person in the room in the eye.."No....I'm not going on this mission.." Rouge announced before turning and beginning his retreat down the hall.

"Wait.. what ARE you talking about?" Baalthafaust questioned Rouge's back with a look of confusion before looking at Kelgri with a shrug.

Clinging to Damon's chin, Dakri turned and looked at Rouge. "Whyyyyyyyyyyeee?" She whined in his direction.

"Becuase i know what you all are thinking" Rouge replied to them both, has he spun on one foot and pointed at them both with his right hand using his middle finger to point at Dakri and the index at Ballthafaust. "you all " he said waving his hands in the air so show they he was placing them all in one category "are going to USE.... me as his 'attraction'" He said the word in a way showing his fondness and distaste for the word.

“Why Rouge,” Lissen drawled seductively, “it’s no one’s fault you exude …attraction like honey from a crushed hive.” She sauntered over to him and gave him a slow hug and a quirky smile. “Don’t you want to play with us today?”

Dakri held onto Damon's chin fondly and rested her own chin atop his head. "Yeah Rouge, you think I like to mess with people and give them the plauge? Honestly, I'd rather be the hott-ass."

With a sigh Rouge looked to Lissen and allowed a small grin to sweep across his smooth face "Well i do like the feeling when i hook a fish it has a most pleasent recoil.....FINE....one last time then, next time you girls will have to kill him with out my charm, or kidnap him then gut him with your claws....just some of the men you guys make me snatch" he said with a shiver " their so ugly, and you know the feeling of when your fishing, and pull out a old rotting boot....that's what i get...it's so .....degrading...."

Dakri giggled. "That's cause I gave them the plague, silly." She smirked. "Would you rather me deform their bodies?" She reached out and tickled her fingers up Rouge's neck, giggling as she watched him squirm. "Common, Rougababy."

“Too true. I do not envy your bit of the partying, but I am twitching for some action.” With a wide grin and exaggerated motions of her arms and neck, she seemed to break into an impromptu seizure-Egyptian dance., letting out a peal of laughter while she did so. “Can we go nowwww?” she whined, pouting her lips, “I haven‘t brought out my baby in such a long time...” She lovingly fingered the wicked hook at the end of her whip, draped across her hips like a chunky belt, cooing as if to a child.

"Yeah, let's go!" Dakri practically bounced on damon's shoulders.

Kelgri held his hands out to them. "We made them! Honestly." He stood and solemnly followed his human, who was riding a bum.

Lissen let out a squeal of delight. Assassination and bum-rodeo? What fun! She skipped along behind, feet hopping to the side and splitting every few steps, as if she were playing an invisible game of hopscotch. She kept her one hand along the curve of her whip, being careful not to accidentally cut herself as it bounced on her hip with her movements. She hummed, horribly off-tune, quite satisfied.

"Made what?" her more refined counterpart questioned Kelgri quietly, rubbing his ears in slight annoyance. What a pitch, he thought only certain creatures capable of it, and since he paid her such great attention, he had been a bit too close when she had let loose her squee of excitement.

As the other began to wlak off Rouge ran to his room and grabbed his shirt and his hook swords in thier sheaths he gently kissed one before wheeling around to catch up. " you know i think I'm going to go rest for a bit more" Baalthafaust announced before letting a yawn escape his jaws and pulled the black silk robes around his body a bit tighter. Lookingat Rouge as he ran back in to the room "Don't have to much fun , and oh Lisssen, Dakri honey To watch our young stag here make sure he keeps his pelt on him." With a smile he began his retreat.

"Rougababy likes to be nakkie!" Dakri squealed from atop her bum, patting Lissen on the head with a laugh.

With a shrug Rouge added "well i hate just pulling in people i got to act out the part....somehow...to make it feel....more right?..i dunno plus how else would i be tan-line free?" he added the last part with a smile and acted out as if he was selling something over a television commercial.

Lissen cocked a thin brow at Baalthafaust's retreating back, she wasn't quite as nudist as Rouge, but she didn't see the big deal with naked-ness. But, clothes were so much more fun to pick out, wearing them was just so-so. She looked up to Dakri and laughed too. "Such high spirits, so early in the morning. I wish I'd made time for stretching and meditation though." With a considering look on her face, she switched her stride so it was further reaching, clasping her hands and raising them over her head, to realign her spine, a sort of on-the-go stretch. It wouldn't do to be stiff during a job.

"I dun hafta stretch. I gotsa ride." Dakri clung onto him and glanced back at Lissen, and then at Rouge. She twisted her lips again, fingering her nun chucks. She giggled.

Lissen crossed her eyes and scrunched her face in a silly way, then grinned widely. "Lazy," she murmured affectionately, then took a quick-step forward and threw herself forward in a triple-somersault, at the end of the movement bouncing upright and into the half-bound lotus forward fold. She opened her eyes, then winked at the others beside her, and quickly unfolding herself, she continued forward, in sprightly leaps and bounds of anticipation. "It's been awhile since I've been out and about," She explained.

Dakri wiggled her fingers in a strange gesture at Lissen and clung impressively to Damon's head. She grinned. "I'm so happy that you smell good now..."

A strange look crossed the odd assassin's feature's before giggles erupted from her mouth. "I... (hic)smell... (giggle)good?"

Dakri giggled. "I was stalking about Damon, and about how smelly he was when he first came to me. Poor baby." She stroked his hair and smiled at Lissen. "But you smell equally amazing." She wiggled her fingers at her again and felt all the cloth bracelets from her previous kills dance on her wrist. She smiled.

She laughed again, at herself this time, "Ohhh, I get it now. I was wondering. Though I did add a bit of lavender oil to my hair gel..." She crinkled her nose cutely. "Mmmm... smells like, purple." She pouted at Dakri, where she perched upon Damon's shoulders. "How come you get a ride?" She wondered if she would be able to force Wecha to give her a piggy-back ride later throughout the hallways of their home...

"Because I loveh da Damon." Dakri giggled and climbed down off of Damon and walked alongside her fellow assassin. She skipped along the hallway and out of the house, standing in front of Damon's car. "Yay fancy cars!"

Olivia's screaming, "CAAAARRRR!" could be heard down the hall, and... slowly increasing in volume as she ran down it. She half-bounced off of the walls as she ran passed the group and out the door. Cego followed at a sprint that was easily catching up to her, a grin on his face.

The door was open, and Cego was suddenly flying through the air, landing hard on his face just outside the door. His face made him skid to a stop under some bushes, Olivia poked her head into the doorway, grinned at the group, then continued to sprint towards the garage.

“Oi. Olivia.” Lissen was still, her eyes wide. “I was unaware of your affection for fancy cars as well.” She kept a bland professional look on her face, was she the only one who would prefer a good run instead of riding in a hulk of metal? She shrugged, whatever, it was quicker anyway. She stepped up quickly behind the others, unwillingly to settle into the car with her fellows. Lissen considered a modified exercise program to make up for their job this morning.

Dakri squealed in laughter at Cego and climbed into Damon's car. She held her knees up to her chest and giggled. "Well common!"

Lissen sighed dramatically, then stuck her tongue out at her friend. "Alright, we're in. When do we get to the dirty bastard?" She mock-growled, hooking her fingers into claws as she scratched at the air in front of her.

"To grandmothers house we Gooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Dakri squealed, and then pouted. "Actually, to the tallest building in this joint... er, city." She giggled and scooted over for Rouge to fit.

Damon almost cried as he put the key into the ignition. "Purr for daddy won't ya?" He said as he turned the key.

Click, click, click, the car went.

After a short laugh, "Um, anyone by chance want to take a walk to the gas station. I mean I would drive there except for obvious reasons." Said Damon. "How ironic, isn't it?"

"Hey! Now Lissen get's her wish!" Dakri said, turning her body completely around to kneel on the seat and eyeball Lissen over the seat. She displayed a manic grin on her face before making her way out of the car and starting to skip down the street. She twirled and bounced once, landing in a position with her arms out and legs together. She giggled as her nunchucks hit her hips and she cocked her head. "Well, common!"

“Oh goodie.” Lissen sailed out of the car to hit the ground in a smooth tumble popping up or a bow, winking at Dakri. “Dakri, darling, this is what we should have done in the beginning. Do you not know that a morning walk is good for body and mind?” She turned back to Damon, smiling so as to take any sting out of her scolding, “You should take better care of your machine.” She then danced after her friend, attempting imitation of a waltz.

“So what would you say is the plan for this one? I feel it’s been forever since we’ve been out and about with something to actually do.” Lissen wasn’t well known for wanting to leave their lovely spacious home, for fear of having to associate with others than her fellow assassins and their demons. As it was, she barely tolerated the bums Dakri was apparently in the habit of dragging home.

Damon got out of the car and looked at it from a short distance. As he reached up with his right hand to rub the back of his neck, he said "Well, guess I'll try and find some loose coins somewhere and get some gas." He then took off in the other direction of the assassins.

Dakri frowned after Damon. "He worries me when he skitters off like that." Then she giggled, as if one of her personalities changed to another. "After all he is a bum." She kept giggling and dancing off in the direction of the building.