I Can't Get Enough {Loki}

[Virgil Montage]

Dangerous, have you ever heard of such?
I'm invisible and impossible to touch

It wasn't often that Virgil made extensive visits out of his native province. If you could call it that really. Lanayru was the biggest out of all the provinces, which provided an abundance of resources on his part, however, not everything could be supplied there. The Mad Hatter didn't like going too far from his base but this was an important exception he didn't mind making the trip.

He didn't expect the trip to take all day, but he was quite satisfied that he made it to Kakariko with everything in tact. With one hand on his cane, and another digging into his pocket, he pulled out a pocket watch to check the time. It was precisely nine in the evening. The night had just begun to settle in, and it would seem that his associate wasn't anywhere to be found.

His cold turquoise eyes peered before the countryside atmosphere all around him. The earth below him was bare, and red getting his shoes a nice rusty red color. That was unfortunately, but he would grit his teeth through this visit. Kakariko Village may not look much but Virgil was quite positive that it had just what he was looking for. It displeased him so that he had to make a trip out here just to rest assure that his contract was still valid with his associates here. What with distrust, and tension rising up as of lately, it was putting a damper on his business. The Hatter was curious as to what was causing such animosity, but that was information to gather for another time.

Strolling along the travel worn road, he leisurely strolled across the street, with one hand in his pocket, and another on his walking cane. Peaceful night, at least.

(OMG. Failpostfails. -dies-)

[Loki Sanguine]

It wasn't a man who strolled along the road extending from Kakariko, but a woman; although it was most definitely the same person, given the cold crimson eyes and the emotionless smile that curled her lips. She skipped in places, jogged in others, her fur-lined coat flying up over her shorts, the red dirt staining her black boots. A cheerful girl, she seemed to be; she truly was a girl, as she appeared to be no more than nineteen. Cheerful and innocent, if not for those cold crimson eyes.

Loki had no business here, truly. He -- she, now -- could only deal with the fairytale-obsessed human for so long, and although she detested being so far away from her darling Lora, there wasn't much to be done. She was tired, and she needed a vacation of sorts. No, not a vacation - a change of scenery. She'd still cheat and lie and trick her way in and out of things. She'd just do it with different people. What fun!

So when the twirling, skipping girl caught sight of a lone man in a top hat, she couldn't resist taking a look. Maybe she'd have another toy~! It had been too long since she'd played with people as a girl. There was much fun to be had in this form~

She twirled her way in front of him, clasped her hands together, and rose up on her tiptoes, making her expression as childish and innocent as she possibly could. If he was the right kind of man... well, who knew what would happen? Maybe she'd just mess with his head~

"Looking for someone~?"

[Virgil Montage]

Dangerous, have you ever heard of such?
I'm invisible and impossible to touch

Virgil lowered his eyelids down for a moment pondering, lost in his haze of thoughts, convincing himself that this was indeed the spot. Now where the hell was his client? If this turns out to be a bail of sorts, he would personally see to it that what business this associate had would be severed completely from his grasp. The hatter liked to think of placing perfect moments for everything to happen. It didn't matter what they were exactly, but they had to be fitting otherwise it just wouldn't do. He wanted everything his way, he wanted everything within the palm of his hands. Money, bodies, power - it mattered not how he got them; he just wanted to make it all his, and his alone.

He was taken mildly by surprise by the appearance of a rather charming woman standing right in front of him. He paused his last step from reaching the reach before planting it right next to his other foot. A smile found it's way upon his lips before tipping his hat to the young lady. Was this the person he was suppose to be meeting? No, she wasn't, but either way, Virgil didn't have a care in the world. He supposed he could humor her company for the time being before the actual client comes to meet him. Though it did pique his curiosity as to why such a young lady would be out here on her own. "Ah yes, my lady," he said with a charming yet shallow smile, "A business partner of mine is late, but what can you do?"

He shrugged his shoulders slightly. Though his equally cold turquoise eyes stared the girl - eying her up and down admiring her form. What really intrigued the Mad Hatter was her wild eyes that held a light of sorts. It was by far anything but innocent despite the girl's forward demeanor, but Virgil was interested nonetheless. "It's rather dangerous for a young miss to be out on her own, don't you think? Surely, you're not out here on your own, are you?" he gestured. His polite side wondering why she was out by her lonesome self. His dark side? Well...

Let's just say we'll save that detail for another reply.

[Loki Sanguine]

Ugh. A polite young man, considering the way he smiled and tipped his hat. She despised polite young men, as it took time to corrupt them, and she simply didn't have the weeks and months required to reap the benefit of corrupted young men. How dull. She'd make some pretty words to throw at him and be on her way, then.

But as she opened her mouth, she took a second glance at the man; his cold blue eyes, the way he openly took in her appearance. So perhaps he wasn't such a polite young man after all~ Well then, she could have some fun for the time being.

She gave a sweet smile and batted her eyelashes, looking for all the world like a sheepish girl caught slacking off at work and attempting to charm her way out of trouble. "Oh, I don't think so~" she said, glancing at their surroundings for a moment. "It's hardly dangerous if there's no one else around, right?"

The reaper blinked twice and leaned forward, causing her low-cut shirt to dip ever so slightly. Her smile gained a mischievous edge, her eyes glinted with that ever-present desire. Fun, fun, fun~

"Well, I'm not alone now, am I~? I've got you with me, stranger~"

[Virgil Montage]

Dangerous, have you ever heard of such?
I'm invisible and impossible to touch

Oh damn, he bemused mentally. She didn't waste any time showing what she wanted. Though his thoughts quickly came down to the choices of whether or not he was going to let her have what she wanted. He wanted to see himself as a generous man for his stature, but he had to agree with Loki, that it just wouldn't be fun if you were gentle all of the time. Sometimes it just doesn't cut it in certain criteria, and he would be more than displeased if he didn't get nothing short of satisfying results. At least they had to be satisfying for him. After all, what he wanted, he would get.

As for the reaper, he'd have to play this one out from another approach.

He grinned maliciously. His devilish eyes half lidded with undivided attention towards the girl. The way she challenged him was quite enticing, and it only fueled his desire more, and more. Greed engulfed his frame with pure glee curious as to see how she would look wrapped within his arms. The temptation was too good to resist. "What if I am the danger here?" he implied coyly. He took a few steps approaching the woman getting a perfect look as she leaned forward to coax any type of action out of the male.

"You shouldn't do that so openly," he spoke, oozing nectar for the bee to gather, "This testosterone boy may want more than just a glance at the harlequin girl."

[Loki Sanguine]

She giggled softly, amused at the way he described himself as dangerous. If anything, she was the real danger; the flickblade in her coat pocket was practically leaping into her hand, but she couldn't draw it just yet. Not yet, not yet, for the fun was just beginning~

Her smile shifted into a smirk, and she took a step forward to mirror his own movement, the distance between them shrinking to a mere inch. "You're a funny man, stranger~" she told him, resting a single finger on his chest, playing with the buttons on his coat. She had a trick up her sleeve, oh yes she did, and boy oh boy would the stranger be surprised~ She blinked slowly and rose on her tiptoes, her lips just centimeters away from his. What a tease she was, and what fun this was!

"Maybe the harlequin girl wants more than just a glance, too, stranger~" she whispered, and moved in as if she were to kiss him, but darted to the side and pecked him on the cheek at the last instant, twirling away from him with a giggle. She had her suspicions about the man, suspicions that she wanted set in stone. So...

"But I'm afraid you can't have any more without a name~!"

[Virgil Montage]

Dangerous, have you ever heard of such?
I'm invisible and impossible to touch

Lucky be a lady tonight. A dark and risk-taking lady with eyes that convinced the Mad Hatter she was up to playing a game. What kind of game? Well, we'll soon find out in a moment or two now, won't we? Virgil was a gambling man and he felt up to par with taking this young lady up for the double dare she indirectly proposed for him. No way in hell was he going to back off from someone who offered so eagerly. This was going to be fun. Greed becoming his virtue, he would step up to the plate, and see what the girl was made of, both inside and out.

He was quite entertained with her mirror move copying his steps until the space between them became almost nonexistent. He wanted her. No. He needed her. He would not have no substitutes. No doubles, or surrogates, no nothing. Everything would soon enough belong to him. His cold turquoise eyes danced with amusement. "I aim to please," he allowed the words to roll off the tip of his tongue. He could feel the faint pressure of her finger pressed against the material of his coat. Like the soft paws of a kitten nestled on top of his chest. Not that he wouldn't mind having her on top of him, but we're digressing here.

Close. Unfortunately, it wasn't close enough. He could feel the soft breath against his skin as her lips drew ever so close. He entertained himself by holding his breath waiting for the moment when their lips would meet. "Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?" he wagered. A rhetorical question, but if she had one he would be more than delighted to hear. Virgil relaxed a little as he watched her move in tickled to the core of how fickle, and false her movements were. Yet the desire in her eyes was more than enough to please him so.

A peck on the cheek was all that she had given. He wasn't at all disappointed. He chuckled softly before giving her a half-mocked bow as his gloved hand moved straight over his heart. "My apologies," Virgil replied, "Virgil Montage. And you, young miss?"

[Loki Sanguine]

Wonderful. Just glorious. Her suspicions were proved correct; she had just kissed the cheek of Virgil Montage, the Mafia Boss who resided in Lanayru Province. Oh, what fun she would have~! A little birdy told her a little something-something about this delightful man, and perhaps she would see if it was true~

You don't know until you try, she supposed, and she was most definitely going to try.

"My name hardly matters, Sir Virgil Montage," she said with a giggle, skipping close to him again, taking his gloved hands within her own. "You say you aim to please~? Then please me, darling, make this young miss so very, very happy."

Without another word, the girl raised on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his, her kiss light but anything but innocent. Her crimson eyes stayed open, an easy smirk never leaving her expression. She would wait until Sir Virgil Montage's eyes slid closed, and then...!

The reaper didn't have a gender, technically. The reaper was a pure spirit, having never lived in the first place, and could take either form, depending on the folly of the day. And this folly... well, the reaper had a surprise in store for the Mafia Boss.

The long story short, the harlequin girl wasn't a girl anymore.

[Virgil Montage]

Dangerous, have you ever heard of such?
I'm invisible and impossible to touch

Virgil couldn't refused if the nice young lady asked for it. She was so initiative that it brought a bit of discomfort circulating in his veins. Though his avarice nature couldn't resist the temptation of having the girl as his own. To the mafia boss, it was a simple garner of attention for the evening, and he didn't mind entertaining a lady should she want to have more than just a casual conversation. He had plenty of time on his hands, so why not? The raven haired man enjoyed the way she locked her hands in between his as if two lovers were reuniting after being gone for so long. Only that this was anything but an innocent encounter, and it would only further down the downward spiral towards a sinful descent.

The Mad Hatter would enjoy every second of it.

He was quite disappointed with not getting a name back, but he didn't complain one bit when she stole the first kiss of the night. His cold turquoise eyes danced with delight before lowering his lids slowly. He couldn't contain himself anymore and unlaced his fingers from her hands, and wrapped one arm around Loki's waist. His hand resting against the small of her back. Deepening the kiss, what little did he know of how this would turn out, but the care that was tossed over his shoulders into the wind.