She laughed lightly. “Well you can’t blame a girl for trying.” Truthfully she was kind of sad that he wouldn’t take her offer. She would have at least liked to hear the star sing whether she was playing or not. A fake smile was on her face as she watched him perform his signature move. She wasn’t about to be blackmailed, but maybe she should have played a long a little bit. It was too late now.

“Thank you for the kind offer, but I’m not sure it would be a wise idea. After all you’re famous and I’m a no body. Besides I don’t need a ton of girls bothering me because I was seen with you.” Tabitha spoke truthfully. She had faced her fair share of bullying while in school and would rather avoid such things. Turning down his offer was the wise idea even though she was starving.

Instead of watching him walk away she knelt and opened the violin case to take out the delicate instrument inside. She inspected it to see if it was damaged from earlier and luckily it hadn’t been. Lifting the instrument to her chin she lightly pulled the bow across the strings. It seemed to still be in tune. A soft smile crossed her face as she rose with her violin. “I wish you luck with saving your career Sebastian.”

Her eyes closed as she began to play. As the girl on the stage played her slim body swayed. Her playing was a send off of sorts. It was her way of saying there were no hard feelings about his attempt to blackmail her. Not that is seemed he cared. Figuring the male was gone by now she started to dance a little while she played. It was hard, but it was harder not to move around to the sound of the music or at least sing along. She never looked to see if the man had gone on his way.

She continued to play a few other songs before stopping. Carefully she placed the violin back into its black case. A small grin was on her lips as she looked about the empty room. It was a beautiful auditorium and one of the nicest she had even been in. While on her trip she would make good use of this place when others weren’t around. Quietly she took a few steps forward and started to sing one of her favorite songs.

Chiyoko's left ear pricked up in instinct as they moved away from the door. Ah... men's bathroom. Standing outside wouldn't seem suspicious, any passerby’s would assume I'm waiting on someone. She took a sip of her champagne, and focused her eyes on a poker table, all the while listening to the conversation.

As the conversation turned from sweaty men to glasses, Chi was interested to learn that glasses wouldn't help, in her words. Was she blind then? The woman moved remarkably well for being blind. There might be more to it than that... And if she was blind, how would she know how to tie a tie? The logic here was beyond her.

"There, it's tied, can I go now?" Chi eavesdropped. She hesitated before moving away from the door, in the opposite direction they had come from. She leaned on a wall again, feeling its material rub on her neck and back. She half closed her eyes and lowered her head, as to raise a 'Do Not Disturb' sign to others. So… she (Kyna) was blind, but could maneuver better than your average blind person. She has no cane, or helping dog, to help her around. And she was in the casino, of all places. She could have just wandered in, of course, and it would just be a coincidence. But Chi was not allowed to believe in coincidence. Then there was the man. He was… interesting. The look of malice, the ass grab, the mention of theft. It could be an act. Overall, it was still too soon to make judgments.

It would be cool to have a brother... Selena thought about it, although she knew that he couldn't acctually be her brother since they weren't related.

Having a twin isn't always that exciting. Especially because you have to share your birthday. Siera smiled and laughed a bit. So you want us to princesses with you? She looked over at Selena and they both nodded.

Okay! They said together.

Midori’s laughed darkly. “Then I wish you well my dear.” The vampire could sense there was something different about this woman. She wasn’t human, of that she was sure. Catching the coin the raven haired woman called out, “You’re welcome.” Once the silver haired woman was gone she relaxed a bit, slouching in her chair. Her narrowed eyes were fixed on the crystal ball that rested in the middle of the table before her. She still had an unsettling feeling about the events that took place while she was giving the fortune.

The raven haired woman considered summoning one of her shinigami to look into the matter of the dark presence she felt and that took control of her for a few moments. While debating this the silver haired woman reappeared in the tent. It was clear to her that something had happened of the woman had sensed something as well. “That should not be a problem,” she told her in a silky voice.

Leaning forward she focused on the crystal ball, chanting softly. It was no use, the ball was telling her nothing even though it glowed softly as it had before. A thick mist covered the visions within the crystal ball and the vampire was unable to see anything. Then just as quickly as the ball had started glowing it just stopped. “Something is really wrong. There is a thick fog covering the images so that I can’t tell what is going to happen.” By this point the girl’s eyes had narrowed more and seemed to be changing color.

Frustrated Midori pulled out her personal deck of tarot cards. Maybe they could tell them something about what was to happen. Quickly she spread the cards out before her on the table and began to read them. All they told her was nonsense or jumbled. The only thing they told her for sure was that death lingered in the future. Her hands slammed on the table as she rose to her feet. “The cards just tell me gibberish.” The vampire’s eyes were glowed a soft crimson. The raven haired woman was getting frustrated and hated the feeling she had in her bones.

"Yes, yes! He's my brother." With a large grin on her face, she giggled before spinning around in a circle. "He could probably be your big brother, too!"

She was a little too young to grasp the idea that a legit brother was someone born into your family with the same blood as you. But did it matter? No, in her fictional world, a brother was someone who played with you and stood up for you. Sammy seemed like the ideal guy for that roll. Why she was certain that Sammy could easily be a big brother to all! Wouldn't that be swell? Granted, she didn't realize that having him be a brother to all meant she would be a sister to all but she was still just a child whose mind was still naive and innocent.

Hands now on her hips, Pips puffed out her cheeks. "I wish I had a twin! It would be so cool." Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the sand castle Sammy was building. Eyes going wide with joy, she squeed before bouncing toward the twins.

"The palace is nearly complete! Would you two like to be princesses with me?" eyes shimmering, she clasped her hands together and begged that they join her. Together they could rule the sand!

Hakiru smiles slightly for the first time this dinner.

"My name is Hakiru. I shall hope to see you around as well. As for now, I will retire to my room. I have an early morning planned."

Hakiru stands up, and exits the restaurant, heading straight back to his suite.

The man seems to be more cautious of her as if he could read her mind and find out that most of what she said is untrue. Lilith continues her act.

"Ah yes, I don't always win, but I do run a very successful.." She thinks for a brief moment, "..uh..hotel." It wasn't the best business she could have come up with, but she already said it so might as well go with the lie. "It's a luxurious, five star hotel. My father gave me ownership when he died. I'm here to meet with a potential partner that will help with expansion. " Lilith chugged down the rest of her iced tea as she is finished with her steak.

"Well, it was a nice night. I hope to see you around again." Lilith smiles, trying to look as friendly as possible.

Finally arriving to the Lobby, Violet approached the hotel's counter and checked in the hotel with a polite smile.

"I would like to check in for my reservation, please. It's in the name of Monroe." She said, preferring to keep the conversation short as the flight took all day and, with her new-found jet lag she wanted nothing more than crash in her bed.

A bellboy and a few minutes later she was finally in her suite.

Entering the hotel, Violet took a moment to take in the grandeur of the building's décor before continuing her trek to the lobby while admiring the way the chandelier reflected the light on the walls and floors, a small smile on her lips.

As Violet got out the the plane, she couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of this exotic paradise she found herself in. A warm turquoise sea as great as the horizon, white sand, verdant tropical plants and not to forget the impressive resort she could just see before her!

Paradise Resort, here she was... she could only hope that the manager of the bank where she worked was right when he said that a vacation may do her good... she may even forget her twin for a while...

Walking slowly to the resort's lobby with her luggage trailing behind her silently and smoothly in the fine sand, she was ready for a marvellous dream.

Well, I'm Selena. She said watching Pips. What an odd name. she thought.

And I'm Siera. She said with a big grin. It may not really look like it, but we're twins! She gestured to both herself and Selena.


So that's your brother? Selena pointed to the boy Pips was looking at. He looked to her like a lot of fun to be around. Almost like he could be her big brother too. She always thought it would be cool to have another sibling besides Siera, but that had never happened.

Oh boo, she was smarter than she looked. And now she was striking up a deal. Well that was no fun. Why were all these victims so smart? Seriously, why did they have to smell a trap every time he opened his mouth. Oh wait, maybe that was the issue - the opening of the mouth and exposing the truth. But isn't that what the crooks on TV do? Yes… but they are on TV. Maybe it was all a part of the acting? No that wasn't possible. Or was it? He would need to stalk a real criminal now to see how this blackmail thing really worked. But where would he find a criminal in this quaint environment? Oh, hey there was that one shady fellow he saw when he first arrived. The guy with the crooked smile and the pretty blue eyes. Seemed to have all the ladies around him.

Maybe he was just popular? He was quite sexy.

Damn, he probably wasn't a criminal.

Oh well, now was not the time to critique men! Now was the time to ditch his chick.

Shaking his head, he let out a laugh before putting a large, cheesy grin on his face. "Well, my ratings are down but I'm not allowed to strike up deals without a lawyer present. So I guess that's a no."

Descending off the stage, he looked at the girl before laughing again. She was a cute little thing. It's almost a shame that he had to ruin the day by blackmailing her so openly. Eh, oh well! There were bound to be other girls here that would fawn over his fame!

Bending over in a bow-like manner, he raised his hand to his head before flicking it away in a salute-like manner. It was his signature move when he "signed off."

"Later chica. The stage is yours unless you wish to join me on my pursuit for food." His stomach growled which drew a sheepish smile on his face. "I'm feeling dessert!"

Marching his way toward the back of the auditorium, he looked over his shoulder to see what the girl was doing. Oh well, if she doesn't come, more food for me. La la la, off to the cafe I go! Oh I hope they have one of those big cookies there!

"You know what this place needs," he said talking to himself, aloud. "A mall. A mall full of shoes. I need a new pair of sneaks." With a good shove, he pushed the large, wooden doors open. The lovely red, gold, and black room to his back, Sebby gave a bit of a frown. It was sad to leave this area it was so inviting and homely. But, alas, food called.

"Oh, oopsie! I'm so silly. The name's Pips! And," her eyes drifted toward a rather attractive raven who was a good ways away from them, "that's Sammy. He's my big brother!"

With a cheery grin on her face, she shivered in her boots - but a shiver of excitement and thrill. "Who are you two?"

Her big brown eyes soaked up the sun and took in the bright world around them. Spying the beach behind them, she wondered where the parents were to these two kids. Although, now that she thought about it, she did remember Sammy telling her that it was possible to kids to come here to "runaway from home." It was supposed to be a safe place for all so it made sense that these kids might be without parents. Besides, there were enough adults here to watch over them - not to mention police.

Whoa! Selena stopped dead in her tracks when the girl asked if she could play. She almost fell over in the sand while doing it. She straightened herself back up, right as Siera came running up and ran into her.

Ahhh! Siera yelled, landing on top of her sister. She rolled over, and hopped up, laughing the whole time. Oh! Hello. She said as she saw the other girl. Who's she? She whispered to Selena.

Selena stood up, and dusted the sand off of her dress. I don't know. She asked if she could play. She looked at the girl with a slightly quizzical look. ​So...what's your name?

Just at the very second she started to mutter a spell, somebody snapped behind the wall of large dudes. She could not see the owner of the threatening voice due to the tall men’s blockage. Not eager to know who he was, she felt at ease since the annoying gang was distracted. There was a gap between two of the men after some of the folk left, which was wider than enough for her to pass through. Tilting her head a bit she was sure no obstacle was blocking the newly discovered escape way.

However a good fight was kicked off when she moved. Out of curiosity the young witch eyed the mess behind her. “Wow… Scheißhaufen (turd)…” her eyes rounded in surprise. Before her gaze a black-haired man swiftly tripped the piles of meat with a perfect spin kick. As for the huge men’s fair-looking faces, nice punches were earned. Monika could not help gasping at the skillful and smooth moves. Feeling frozen at the spot she was standing, she watched as the guy finished the riot and walked towards the exit and her direction.

I’m not gonna thank for this, she thought. Even though she did have gratitude inside, it was simply not her habit to voice it out. At the moment their eyes met the witch felt something thrilled through her veins. Not wanting to show any trace of being inferior, she managed to put on a stubborn face. Very soon the tall male broke the eye contact and went his own way, followed by a soundless sigh of relieve from Monika. Despite the fact that she had stayed in Paradise for around two hours only, she started to doubt if it was a nice idea to spend her holiday here.

Feeling sick of staying in the Gym any longer, she flipped her long hair and made her way out of the room.

Hakiru looks around suddenly, realizing that he had let his guard down. Not sure if it was the food or the woman, he proceeds cautiously.

"As you may have noticed, I said 'sometimes' not everybody can win. Most of my arrangements are ones that are mutually beneficial. To accomplish such a record, intelligence is certainly a necessary quality."

He finishes the steak, making sure to enjoy, but not get lost in it, remaining aware. Washing it down with his wine, he looks questioningly at the lady.

"What sort of business are you involved with?"

"The men's room. How could you not tell by this foul smell?" Todd's nose wrinkled as he took in a good whiff of the air. Tongue falling from his mouth and a disgusted look on his face, he shuddered. "Oh how I hate the stench of a sweaty, horny, or drunken man." He shook his head before escorting the blind woman toward the mirror.

"And you're doing this because I cannot. To my knowledge, all women know how to tie ties." This time when he spoke it was actually sincere and friendly. There was no hidden agenda laced in his words and there wasn't even that usual arrogant scoff to it. It was just Todd. Not con man Todd. Just Todd.

Pulling the tie from its package, he draped the item in Kyna's hands. "What's your script?" The confusion that washed over his face caused him to laugh. "For your glasses?" he tagged on with the hopes that she would catch his drift. "Please don't have a stigmatism. Makes stealing glasses that much harder - not that I would steal them." His lips were now beside her ears, "Or would I?" he whispered to her.

So his true nature was out. What was Kyna going to do about it? It was her word against his at this point. Granted, they would probably pity the blind girl. But he was charming and hot! So there was a chance. A legit chance that he would get by on looks and tongue alone.

Assisting Kyna with process of getting the tie around his neck, he put the ends in her hands. "And don't think about choking me." It was more of a joke than anything. Lightening the mood and making things less awkward seemed like a good idea. And this girl was hot. Okay, maybe not hot. More gorgeous than hot but she was still good looking.

The calmness was ruined by the men that were continuously trying to hit on the skinniest of the girls. Holy hell, was it annoying. With each pass made by these men - filthy pigs is more like it - Byrne could feel his body tense. Brows twitching and a scowl on his face, the guy finally snapped.

"WOULD YOU LEAVE THE WOMAN ALONE!" His eyes narrowed and shot around at all the men who were now focused on him. A boding, threatening look was plain as day on his face. Dark gestures against his pale skin seemed to enhance that foul mood he was put in.

Sure enough, a few of the guys laughed it off and went about their merry way. Another handful left gym - and in a hurry. And, of course, three had to approach him.

As soon as their sneakers touched the edge of his mat, Byrne cracked his knuckles. Rising, he probably looked like an easy fight. What these buffoons didn't know was that Byrne was an agent in training and that he was quite athletic, despite his looks.

With a quick one-two, he downed the first guy. A spin-kick here and a good sucker punch there, he took out the second. The third guy? He ran off crying like a baby. Smug look now on his face, he cracked his knuckles again while looking at the bruised guys at his feet. The one guy had a nice, fat, bloody lip. The other had a black and blue eye.

Was Byrne proud of his work? No, not at all. He hated resorting to this but, when in the mood to kick ass, he did just that - kicked ass.

Walking over their trembling, groveling bodies, he decided it was time to leave the gym. Well, actually, he was getting kicked out. Still, to get to the men's locker room, he needed to pass by Monika's location. For a moment, their eyes met but Byrne broke the gaze off. He wasn't fighting to prove himself worthy of her. No, that was hardly the case and was, quite frankly, way off. If anything, he stood up for her because he couldn't stand the fact that these men were drooling over her.

With a good eye roll, the raven muttered to himself, "Imbeciles."