⎾ MOROSIS ⏌

[xDarkWinterx]

Standing at the bar, Kieran waited for his drink. His eyes scanned the club as he stood there. Kieran returned his attention back toward the bartender as he received his drink. He thanked him, passing him a twenty. Kieran didn’t bother for the change, as he returned his attention toward the other patrons in the club. His eyes caught on someone, at the end of the bar. Kieran found it interesting as his eyes landed on the boy from earlier. He thought perhaps Abel had been worried for nothing but that didn’t appear to be the case.

Taking his tequila, he took a drink. Kieran moved around the people heading toward the other end of the bar. He saw no reason to watch the boy, after all he could just ask him. Kieran preferred head on to watching. It wasn’t as entertaining. He held onto his drink, not wanting to spill it, though he could always get another.

As he reached the other end of the bar, Kieran came up behind the boy. He didn’t think he was much younger than himself, but he wasn't going to ask. After all he was old enough to be here, that’s not what mattered. Second time was coincidence, third not so much. Kieran leaned forward behind the male, as he whispered in his ear. The music was loud, but not so loud he would have to do such a thing, but he wanted to see how aware of his surroundings he was. ”Looking for someone?” Kieran questioned him, as he stood near. He wasn’t bothered if the male swung on him, he had enough sense to defend himself.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

The club was just as loud and packed as it had been the night before. He could hardly move, but he wasn't bothered by it. Walking through the crowd he made his way towards the bar as he scanned the area. It was too dark to really see anyone. But he was certain if there was someone he knew, he would be able to recognize them. From his current view point he could see the entrance to the V.I.P. section, but not who was inside it. Not surprising. After all, he had trouble seeing inside it last night as well. As he stood there, a bartender came his way. Jakob ordered a vodka on the rocks just as last time. He pulled out a few bills as he waited for the man to make his drinks. When it was ready, he handed over the bills as he took his drink.

He leaned against the bar, raising the glass to his lips. Although he did not see his mark, he didn't see any reason why he couldn't at least enjoy his drink. After taking a sip, he set it back down on the counter and stood to take another look around. He was acutely aware of the amount of people near him. It was a tad unsettling and made him want to go find a nice spot where he could be a wallflower. Before he was given the chance to move, he noticed someone standing far too close to him. His body tensed but he hoped in the cover of darkness it was not too noticeable. He heard a voice in his ear but was not entirely sure whom it belonged to.

Taking a chance, he plastered on a fake smile. He willed his body to relax. "Hello Kieran." he replied. Picking up his drink he turned towards the male. The man towered over him by at least a good six inches. "So where's Abel? He off collecting more fingers or is he waiting for you to fetch his drink?" he asked, eyeing the tequila. Jakob didn't really care about Kieran. As far as he was concerned, the man was safe. Unlike Abel, he wasn't on his list. But he might very well end up there if he stood in his way. His business was with Abel. Kieran was just a stepping stone in his path to getting to him. He wondered if they ever parted. Or was the man still on the clock? He doubted it. He was dressed too casually. Whereas this afternoon, he looked the part of someone running their own mob.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran had taken notice that the male chose a place out of the way near a corner, but with a good view of the VIP room. Not enough he could see inside, but at least be in view of it. He found it amusing to see him tense, as he stood behind him. Kieran watched as the male turned, plastering a smile on his face. He watched as he soon spoke his name, as if he knew him, as if they were normally on speaking terms.

Hearing him speak, he had to wonder what he wanted. Kieran laughed softly, as the male, even teased him about being Abel’s lap dog or something. He shook his head, ”No, this is mine. As for Abel, he’s off doing his own thing, as am I.” Kieran spoke, taking a sip of his drink. ”So tell me Ratinho {little mouse in Portuguese}, Who are you and what are you seeking?” He asked curiously, as he watched him. Kieran had to watch out for this one, he didn’t know what he wanted.

There were many who wanted to hurt Abel. Kieran wanted if this one was of the sorts. He didn’t know what he wanted, or what he intended. Kieran could only guess he was sent by someone, to do what he wasn’t sure, but he could take a few guesses. He wouldn’t be the first person to seek out and hurt Abel.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

In an odd way he was glad that it was Kieran who found him first. Not that he trusted him. But because he felt that out of the two, Kieran was more the ask questions first then dish out punishment as seen fit. Whereas with Abel he assumed he would simply punish a guy for looking at him the wrong way. Jakob watched the male carefully as he spoke both of their names. He seemed almost unphased by the fact that he knew them. Or perhaps he just didn't care.

He stood by while the male laughed and shook his head. He was surprised that the man drank. After seeing him this afternoon he got the impression that he was always at his boss's beck and call. Jakob raised his own glass to take a sip. As the man continued he didn't mind being called a mouse. He found it to be more of a compliment than anything. Jakob couldn't help smirking. "Aww isn't that sweet. You care about him. Well, it doesn't matter, you're not the one I'm looking for." he replied honestly. He knew better than to reveal everything all at once. What would be the point? It was much more fun to tease Kieran than to give him what he wanted.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Indeed it was good, Kieran had found the boy first instead of Abel. He knew that Abel would not cause a scene but would take actions first not ask why. Kieran didn’t mind if the boy knew his name. It wasn’t as if he expected him to do anything here. He had to wonder though what he wanted. Kieran though wanted to know more about him. Why was he following them, or more why was he following Abel. He knew Abel had done a lot of things to the wrong people. Kieran had to wonder if one of them, had sent the boy.

Sure, he was at Abel’s beck and call, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself. One drink wouldn’t hurt him, as much as a shot to the gut would. Kieran listened as the male spoke, about he not being his mark, but Abel. He laughed softly, after all who was to say Kieran would allow him to get so far. ”Hmm, and why is he your mark?” Kieran asked curiously taking another sip from his own drink. He didn’t think the male would tell him, but it didn’t hurt to ask. Kieran would have to look into who would be putting a hit out on Abel when they got home.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

It would be stupid of him to try anything in a place as crowded as this. He could barely hold his drink without getting jostled around. There was no way he would be able to hold a weapon properly and aim. With all his luck, he would likely miss Kieran and end up shooting someone else in the back in the of the head. Then the media would get involve, police would arrive. He'd rather keep things as calm as he possibly could. There was no telling what he might tell Abel later. That was assuming that he planned on telling Abel that he ran into him at all. He still was not entirely certain of their relationship to one another. Was it just business? Were they friends? Or perhaps something more?

He supposed one drink would not hurt Kieran. Just as one drink would not hurt Jakob. His listened as the male laughed and went on to question him again. He admired him for trying, but Jakob would not crack so easily. "Why is anyone a mark in our world?" he said, answering with another question. Jakob hadn't bothered to find out the reason Cornelius wanted Abel gone. He was sure he had his reasons. But it wasn't his job to know that. His job was to just get it done and hide the body so that no one will find it. "So what about you? What exactly are you to Abel? Is he your boyfriend?" he asked curiously. He figured if Kieran could ask his questions, it wouldn't hurt to ask a few of his own. Though now that he knew what he was after, he doubted that the man would tell him much of anything.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

From everything he learned now, he would take it into consideration. There was no need to cause Abel to worry if he didn’t need to. Kieran could take care of this now, if he needed to. However he didn’t have enough information. Who was to say, if he killed the male, that who ever sent him wouldn’t send another. Kieran wasn’t going to hurt him, unless he needed to. After all what good would it do to him, if he hurt him in public, with all seeing eyes to watch.

Finishing off his drink, he set it on the counter. Kieran saw no need to hold onto his cup. He could always order another, if he wanted to. For now, he was content with the one. Kieran needed to keep a clear head right now. He listened as he spoke, laughing softly. ”Why a mark indeed.” Kieran spoke, hearing the right words. He could see he wasn’t sent here by just anyone, but someone within their community, who wanted Abel dead.

Standing there, he watched the male before him. Kieran didn’t mind him asking questions, but there was no guarantee he would answer. Just as he didn’t expect the male to answer his. He laughed however at his next question. Kieran had to wonder what made him think they were a couple. ”Boyfriend, no. I’m not his type, nor is he mine.” He spoke teasing the male softly. Kieran had no sexual interest in Abel, but only a friendship between them, nothing more.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

It was interesting to watch the gears turning in the males head. In their profession he wasn't used to dealing with men such as Kieran. Most of them were hot heads who could barely form a sentence. This one however was smarter than he initially gave him credit for. He would have to be careful. Already he knew that he had said too much. It would be troublesome if he were to find out just whom exactly he was.

Jakob watched the male finish off his drink and set the glass aside. His own was about half empty. At the rate his conversation was going, it was likely he would not finish it at all. His tolerance wasn't so weak that he would get drunk after just one drink. But he also did not want to allow his guard to be any lower than it already was around Kieran. The man went on to laugh as he spoke. Jakob nodded his head silently. There was no reason to beat around the bush that someone from the community was after him. After all it was a common occurrence. It would be more weird if people weren't getting whacked off by someone from the community.

Going on to ask his questions, he didn't really expect to receive an answer. After all, he wasn't exactly cooperating when it came to answering all of Kieran's questions. So why should the male follow any sort of courtesy and answer his. Jakob couldn't help laughing a bit as well. It was an odd question but he had to ask. Lovers could be such a pain in the a** to deal with. Especially if they were at that stage of already living together. That usually gave him double duty of learning each persons schedule, who left at what time, and when he could actually grab a moment to do the job. He didn't think he would have this issue with Kieran and Abel. But there was no harming in making sure. He listened to the male speak again, taking note of the gentle tease. "Really? Huh. That's a bit of a shame. I thought you both were kinda hot." he teased back. Seeing as he had no interest in finishing his drink, Jakob set the glass back down behind him. Turning back to the male, he dared take a step closer, his finger reaching out to play with the hem of his shirt. "So what about me?" he asked curiously. "Am I your type?"

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran saw no harm in letting the male know Abel and he were not a couple. It would make for a terrible conversation if they were. He saw no need to hide their relationship however. Although they weren’t joined at the hip, Kieran still provided a lot of support for Abel. He drove him around, but also knew where the bodies lay. That however was not privy to the male before. What good would if do, if he revealed all his secrets to him. Some things, were best left unsaid.

Standing there, he listened as the male spoke teasing him in return. Kieran smirked slightly, at his words. He could only imagine what he saw in the two of them. Kieran watched as he turned to set his glass on the counter as well beside them. He took note of how much was still inside, but it wasn’t enough to worry him. It wasn’t as if he had drank four or five drinks, then he would be worried. Kieran watched as he took a step closer to play with the hem of his shirt. He smiled at his words as he spoke.

”Oh, really? And were you planning on sleeping with the both of us, three some maybe?” Kieran asked teasing him, as he felt his hand toy with his shirt. He smiled at him, as he stood there. ”Indeed you are my type.” Kieran spoke, running a hand up and grabbing the male by his shirt, pulling him closer. ”So tell me, oh little one; what’s your name?” He asked curiously, after all he preferred to call him something, besides rat.

Kieran didn’t really have a type. He was the type of person, who was attracted to someone regardless of what lay between their legs. Kieran had been with men, woman, and even the selective transgender. He didn’t care for one set gender or sexual identity. Kieran was open to all, among other things.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

If it were to come out that they were indeed a couple, it would not be too surprising. Jakob had heard of a fair number of people only able to find love - or rather something resembling it - within the community. It seemed though that he was wrong in his thinking. So he had wonder why they were so close. Not even friends were that close. From what he witnessed earlier it seemed as though Kieran bowed to Abel's every beck and call. Yet here he was all alone in a crowding room, talking with him as though they too were friends.

It was easy to tease Kieran. He found conversing with him to be easy as well. It was rather strange. Every warning bell in his body was telling him to back off. But he wanted to take the plunge and dig for more. After all, the next time he met the man he might not be so lucky as to find him in a crowded place. It could be in an empty street or some dark, dirty back alley where no one would hear him scream. Every move he made was calculated as the male watched him intently. Jakob smirked as the male teased him again. "Mm, with you maybe. But Abel...I get the impression that he doesn't share very well. Let me guess. Only child?" he teased back.His fingers continued to curl around his hem while he stood there talking.

He wasn't at all surprised to learn that the male was attracted to him. He took a step closer as Kieran grabbed him. Again, with wanting to know his name. Couldn't they just be two strangers and call it even? He knew that wouldn't work. After all, Kieran wasn't a complete stranger since he already knew quite a bit about him. "Miguel Oliveira." he replied. It wasn't a complete lie. What most people did not know about him was that he had two names. His parents had never fully agreed on what to call him legally. So they settled to put his German name from his mother's side on his birth certificate and thus her family would call him as such. While his fathers' side of the family reigned in Brazil and called him by his Portuguese name. Over the years he had learned to answer to both. He saw no issue in allowing Kieran to know his other name. It didn't seem like the man would stop pestering him anyway until he got some kind of a name.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

The idea of being a couple with Abel did not appeal to him. He was his friend nothing more. Kieran knew from the outside world, their relationship seemed strange or odd. He didn’t care though, he wasn’t about to explain himself to this man. Kieran wasn’t going to either. What went on with Abel and him, was their business. He didn’t find his relationship with Abel all that relevant at the moment. Kieran was more interested in Miguel than himself.

Speaking with Miguel didn’t bother him, he saw no reason not to speak to him. Kieran usually kept to himself, only speaking with needing to. With Abel, he didn’t speak, unless spoken to, but that was their norm at times. It wasn’t because Abel wanted him obedient, but it was because he didn’t find it necessary to speak to him all the time.

Kieran listened as Miguel spoke to him, teasing him, but also questioning him about Abel. ”Mmm, well we both don’t share well.” He responded, not responding completely however to his questions. Knowing if Abel had siblings, wasn’t relevant to killing him. Unless Miguel worried about his siblings coming to seek revenge, which they wouldn’t.

If Miguel knew his name, it was only fair he knew his. Kieran didn’t even care if it was his real name. He just wanted something call him, besides boy. Kieran smiled at him, ”See that wasn’t so hard.” He spoke teasing him. His hand released his shirt, but didn’t step away from him. ”So tell me, are you enjoying yourself, keeping an eye on Abel? I can’t imagine what would be fun about it.” Kieran spoke as he traced his hand down, toward his waist holding onto him.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Whatever their exact relationship, he knew he was not going to get an answer. As it was,he doubted it would add much to his current information. He mainly was curious if he were to kill the one how might the other react. Would Kieran come after him? What of the other men from Abel's group? These were all plausible assumptions, but he did not allow himself to linger on the thoughts for long. After all, no good would come of them.

As the two stood there talking, Jakob tried to pry for more answers. He smirked at the males response. It did not go unnoticed that he had avoided part of his question. He didn't really care if Abel had siblings. Plenty of his marks had immediate family. Most of them knew of the marks doings and chose not to get the police involved. Especially if they too were involved in some sort of illegal dealings. The conversation continued and Jakob at last gave the man a name. Not his legal name. But a name he used well enough that it he didn't mind having Kieran call him by it. "Maybe for you." he replied in Portuguese.

He smiled pretty as the man teased him and released his shirt. His next question came as no surprise. Even members of the group who knew of his position wondered if he enjoyed his job. To them it seemed boring, while others thought it was too messy. "Well it has been rather tedious. But I must say this afternoons gift brightened things up. I should probably thank him personally for that one day." he replied. As he spoke he noticed the males hand behind him, slipping down to his waist. Going along with his actions, Jakob raised his free hand, and draped his arm around his shoulder. From a distance he was sure they looked like a couple. "So what about you? Do you enjoy being Abel's right hand?" he asked curiously.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Talking to Kieran about Abel would get Miguel nowhere. He saw no need to really talk about Abel. Kieran was only curious as to why he was on Miguel’s hit list. He could take a few guesses, but any of them could be right or wrong. There were to many people who wanted him dead, or wanted to see him suffer. From the look of things, he had to wonder which angle Miguel would bring; death or suffering.

Standing there, he was surprised that Miguel would offer up a name, but he had to think it wasn’t his real name. Just something to call him, instead of hey boy.. Kieran laughed softly as he listened to Miguel speak in Portuguese. ”Hmm, yes. Well at least it’s something, unless you like being called by some expletive word.” He spoke teasing Miguel in return.

Kieran listened as Miguel responded to his question. He couldn’t help but be curious by his last words. Kieran watched as Miguel shifted moving his hand from his shirt toward his shoulder. He held onto him, as he stood there. ”Oh, really and what did you learn? I can’t imagine it would be too exciting.” Kieran asked curiously, as he held onto Miguel. He listened as Miguel questioned him about his relationship with Abel.

Slipping his hand up, Miguel’s back he pulled him closer by the waist. Kieran leaned forward toward Miguel’s jawline. ”And what makes you think I’m his right hand?” Kieran asked curiously as he whispered softly. He pulled back a little, staring down at Miguel as he held onto him.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Jakob knew he was getting nowhere on the Abel talk. He was simply curious if the male might give him anything. Even a small hint would be nice. But alas, he was given nothing. And so with nothing gained, he saw no reason to fully cooperate as well. What he did in his own time was his business. Whom he worked for was not privy to Kieran. Most of all, neither man needed to know when or how he would fulfill his job. It would happen when the time was right. Until then they could thank their lucky stars that that time was just not today.

Honestly, it would not be the first time he was called Boy or something of the like. Informal as it was, it was easier than trying to come up with a name. The name he gave indeed was not legal. But he saw no reason that Kieran needed to know that. He doubted he would get many hits when the man later went home to search for him. He didn't use social media nor did he have many online accounts. The ones he did have usually were under a username so he wasn't entirely worried about him finding anything out that way either. From where he was standing, Jakob was still safe. As he then spoke primarily to himself, he was surprised that the man answered in the same tongue. "You speak Portuguese?" he asked, switching back to English. "Anyway, let's say I did like being called as such. What word would you use?" he asked curiously. Although they hardly knew one another. Based on looks only, he wondered what the male thought of him.

Continuing on with the conversation, Jakob spoke about the hardships of playing the role of an information broker. It wasn't the most exciting part of his job. But he also did not trust the word of others enough to use a professional. After all, they were only in the business for the money. If someone beat him to the punch, who was to say they wouldn't outbid him and pay that person well enough to remain silent. "Oh just the usual. His awful credit score, his ninth grade math teacher, some baby pictures, and the fact that you used your real name when purchasing that car. That was a really sloppy move by the way, Mr. Gaertner." he replied. Apart from the part about the car, they were all lies. He had no reason to tell him what he had learned. Nor should he know what Cornelius had given him to start with.

Trying one more time, he pried for more information about Kieran's relationship with Abel. He felt the males hand slip up his waist, drawing him closer. Jakob inadvertently tensed as the male leaned down towards his jaw. The question should have been expected. Though he did not expect to be asked in such a way. He steeled himself as the male withdrew slightly, staring down at him. "Because, only a right hand would follow the leader so diligently. Not only that, you drive his car and don't even bat an eye when someone returns a body part. So if you're not his right hand, you're no ordinary employee. You have the look of a man who would follow him into Hell and back with no questions asked."

 

[xDarkWinterx]

Kieran knew it wasn’t likely that Miguel would tell him anything about killing Abel. For now, it made him curious, but he also enjoyed the game they were playing. He had to wonder what Miguel intended, at least how would he kill Abel. A few had tried, most ended up the way all those who would turn against him. In a way he liked Miguel, but it would be his own undoing to end his life. Kieran couldn’t stop Abel from hurting him, nor would he.

As he spoke toward Miguel, he laughed softly as he responded questioning him. ”A little, enough to hold a conversation.” Kieran responded as he watched him. He listened as Miguel questioned him, and laughed softly. ”Oh, I can think of a view; some good and some not.” Kieran spoke smiling at him as he held onto him.

Learning information was easy if you knew where to look, or paid the right person. Kieran could only imagine what Miguel knew about Abel or him. There wasn’t a lot to learn about Abel. He had pretty much scrubbed his information clean. However Kieran was an open book in some ways. He kept most things in his name, as he saw no harm in it. Most people would look for him, while Abel no one would look for.

Kieran listened as Miguel spoke about the fake information he found on Abel, as if it was something. He shrugged his shoulders at his words. ”As if that matters, so I own a car.” Kieran spoke watching Miguel curiously. ”If that’s all you found, you don’t seem very good at your job.” He spoke teasing Miguel watching as he steeled at his previous words.

Listening to Miguel speak again about his relationship with Abel. Kieran smirked slightly at his words. He slipped his other free hand up toward Miguel’s chin as he looked him over. ”And if I would? What’s it to you?” He questioned him. Kieran didn’t care what Miguel thought of him, or how he would protect Abel it wasn’t really his business.