The Death Dreamer (open)

[shinigamikitsune]

Kuma was starting to wonder just why he allowed himself to be brought into this place. He really should have known better then to enter a building with lots of people in it. Not to mention the people he just met seemed a little over boisterous. His wings kept shifting as he began to become nervous. Not because of what might happen, but more for the fact that he hated feeling caged in. It wasn't that he was closterphobic, after all he could stand to be in small spaces for extended periods of time if need be. It was more the loss of freedom.

He was slightly distracted when the waitress came around with their drinks, focusing to try and calm himself down. He blinked when Val asked him if he knew anything about poisons. "I know a bit about poisons..." taking the cup from him to check it over. "Though one would think that if somebody were trying to poison you in a place like this they'd use a scentless one." At least that would be the logical thing. He didn't try to smell it as one would, though he did bring it close so that he could check the color of the drink. "It doesn't look off...." That's when the chloroform hit him.

His mind registered that something wasn't right. "oh fuck..." That was all his mind got through before the chemical took it's full effect, sending Kuma into unconciouness. The cup was dropped as he slumped over.

[Anonymous]

"Ha. Ya look like a damn woman and ya know it. It's those pretty features of yours. I've fucked far less pretty whores then you." Vic leered at Val. If he liked Val a little less, the poor blond wouldn't have been safe. As it was, Vic liked their partnership as it was.

Finally. Took damn long enough. Victor took a long pull from his drink before standing up and sliding his arm under Kuma's arm, "Damn faggot. I gotta do all the damn work."

As he was a foot taller then the Val's, it made sense for him to lug the winged weirdo out the door. And someone getting dragged out of a bar wasn't all that weird a sight. Once outside it wasn't hard to drag him to an alleyway. Fuck but those damn wings were heavy.

Vic didn't even try to be careful as he dumped Kuma into a pile on the ground, leaning against the wall for Val. He carried him, little faggot could tie him up.