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Just Can't Stay Sober Now

Just Trying To Stay Alive

Looky looky. This kid had some guts to step to Corvus. Its not like he owned the place or anything. Not like he was a big deal in his own bar. Not like the kid wasn't pumped up on liquid courage that Corvus had paid for. Nah of course not! Come on kiddies that'd be silly. Corvus was just the joe schmo of the night who happened to occupy the empty throne, and this stranger, who despite having poured enough alcohol past those wonderfully pink lips to put a dragon's breath to shame was just an innocent bystander enjoying his company. Except wait. That wasn't this at all. So when the strange white-haired vision of charm strut over and spoke a smooth melody over his ears, Corvus couldn't help but to show the kid just what a man like him was doing on his lonesome.

He sat silent, eyeing the kid as he took another creamy sip from his glass before he flicked his wrist towards the area behind him. A beautiful little dame strut over handing Corvus a smartphone. He gave his niece a peck on the cheek as gratitude and held up a finger to the stranger as if saying 'one moment please' was too draining of a task for the king. He swiped at the phone's screen and in a moment dimmed the lights of the bar. Another few nimble flicks of his thumb and the chandeliers lowered closer to the dancefloor as Corvus powered on the refraction crystals within the chandeliers that scattered the dimmed lights to give the dancefloor a more mysterious haze.

"My lonesome? Kiddo I've got the best seat in the house, its not so lonely at the top," Corvus slyly said in a deep tone so low it was a whisper's cousin. Corvus lightly nodded to the dancefloor lazily, before continuing, "besides...I'm still on the clock love. Gotta keep em entertained." The dancefloor was blanketed in a ghostly golden fog as the chandeliers scrambled the lights and the ecstasy in the air intensified as Corvus flared up his reiatsu a bit to force the clubbers into a more relaxed state.

Who was this kid anyways? Corvus felt the need to speak to him. And not only that they spoke as if Cupid's aim was impeccable. Words silky like velvet from both parties. Everything about Corvus was its usual disinterested flavor, except he had a bit of flirtatious spice to the detached vibe.

"Welcome to the King's Den, can't say we've met before. Corvus Koenig, and yourself?" An aloof smirk crept on tall, dark, and brooding's face as he wrapped up his suave introduction.

Just Can't Stay Sober Now

Just Trying To Stay Alive

As a gracious host would in any case, Corvus offered Alexander a drink, pouring out more of the Irish cream into an empty glass on the table to his left. The name Kairis wasn't ringing any bells but this lad sure smelt of Quincy blood, piquing Corvus's interest in the conversation even more. As he shook the man's hand and proceeded to pour out the milky brew, he picked up on Alexander's observation and before he knew it, Corvus was greeting the underaged girl who'd managed to sneak in. Though her ensemble was fitting of the atmosphere; slim-fitting and dripping in sex-appeal, Corvus nearly gagged at the thought that a kid would own such clothing. Wasn't sure if security needed a bit of his own unique brand of discipline or if her parent's needed it more. In any case he wasn't willing to ruin his leisure cause some punk kid snuck in, after all it was in this very bar that Corvus himself had tasted the sweet delicacy that was a sake bomb spiked with good ole' American whiskey at the tender age of 12. So as he poured out Alexander's glass or Baileys he felt obliged to say fuck the law and pour out young Touko a shot herself.

Except he had something special in mind. A slick flick of the wrist over the phone's screen and an invisible table emerged from its chameleon state. Corvus reached over and plucked a small bottle from it. And what was within? Reishi infused ale; to Quincy it just gave a more intense buzz, borderline ecstasy in liquid form. But to humans? Boy oh boy was young blood over here in for a treat.

"Pleasure to meet you Alexander, and likewise young Touko," Corvus paused to make his next words tense in regard to the female, "though I'd normally have you strung up from a tree for sneaking in, tonight's a special occasion. I'd be truly sad if you didn't oblige in our toast."

Corvus poured a little bit of the curious elixir into all three drinks before proceeding to coat his pinkie finger in reishi and activating the catalyst within the drinks to give their special little buzz.

"In my family, we mix each other's drinks as a sign of goodwill. So here we cheer, to life and friendship" Corvus dispersed the drinks before shooting Touko a devilish grin. As he raised his glass he winked a coy little thing at Alexander.

Just Can't Stay Sober Now

Just Trying To Stay Alive

Security was definitely slacking. Not one but two underaged kids tonight? Lord knows how many others were running around hoping to screw Corvus out of a business. Alex's lively toast from earlier did put Corvus at ease but damn! Someone was surely going to catch an arrow to the shin for this bullshit. In any case, Corvus introduced himself to the new guest, plainly and dryly, showing his displeasure. Corvus couldn't help but notice that the new kid was a Quincy. His reiatsu was so weak and unformed, floating about him freely. Noticing Touko's special buzz settling early, Corvus thought he'd let the two youngins have some fun.

"While I'd love to stay and chat Lee, Alexander here and myself were just about to attend to some business. I do hope you'll make sure Touko-chan here has a nice night tho." Before taking Alexander by the hand and leading him away, Corvus tapped Lee on the shoulder and flared his reiatsu out a bit, just to put a little scare in the kid. Oh...what? You thought Corvus was above scaring kids? Silly goose! Corvus's lazy exterior made the jump he inspired in them even more hilarious. It wasn't like a point blank flare of his reiatsu would kill him or anything. Just make him sweat a lil, maybe even drop him to his knees. He was sure the drunk Touko would react in an absolutely hysterical manner. He was buzzin, can ya blame the guy?

After the little bit of theatrics, he waved the two goodbye and led Alex to the back. Through those tall double wooden doors was a whole other section. Thanks to the wonders of Quincy technology, the reishi infused cement allowed the back of the club to have the space of a 3 floor mansion, all while taking up seemingly no space. The lighting here was different as well. Much more extravagant yet cozy, like if rich people actually raised their children properly in those giant villas, this is what it'd look like. The long hallway branched off into multiple different common areas and wings with the rooms of his family members. Down the long white hallway, lined with clear crystal chandeliers was a winding staircase. Up the staircase at the top was a single room, and behind those doors was Corvus's office.

"Alexander, If I may, I'd like you to join me in private." Oh Corvus, just as dry as ever, it wasn't like the guy had a choice after he'd led him to his private office.

Just Can't Stay Sober Now

Just Trying To Stay Alive

Oh? How cute! Was he getting defensive now? Poor thing, if it wasn't so adorable watching him fidget and get anxious over there Corvus would apologize for being so crass. Corvus lifted his leg and left his heel resting on his opposite knee before reclining deep into the plush immaculate cloud. He stretched out his wingspan letting his arms rest on the back of the couch as well. In every sense of the word, Corvus was lounging, reveling in Alexander's discomfort with utmost tranquility. Wasn't like he didn't like to stir the waters but this was too much, perhaps it was the alcohol setting Corvus off on such a giddy ride at the sight.

"From California to Japan. Quite the move, what exactly are you hiding from?"

Even more body language feedback for Corvus to delight in? Boy oh boy!! It was getting too easy. Though the bait he'd thrown was far fetched in essence; Corvus had only know the Kairis family for their American roots, there was something beneath the surface eating away at Alexander. Corvus was too faded to not want to oblige and pick at the root.

"Indeed we are of the same kin Alexander. I just wonder where your head is at. With our recession into overall secrecy there are those Quincy who have grown complacent with letting the Shinigami roam free to their own devices. I however do not, wondered if we shared a similar mindset is all. Can't be too sure how Americans think after all, for all your lovely company Alexander I am still wary if we truly are kin. "

Corvus shrugged his shoulders briefly before continuing, maintaining a relaxed air about him.

"You see Alexander, my family earned prominence and grandeur that you see around you simply because we hold dear to our Quincy blood. No shinigami is safe in my home, are they in yours?"

Corvus smiled a lazy smile as he posed the question. It was as loaded as a freshly cocked pistol with the safety off, the answer was certainly an important one.

Just Can't Stay Sober Now

Just Trying To Stay Alive

What a doll he was. Just look at him over there. Reddening like Rudolph's nose, a tomato in full bloom. Alexander was buzzin no doubt and Corvus was already cruisin on his elevated levels for the past few minutes. He was a bar owner after all, when wasn't he straddling the thin line between recovering from the previous night's antics and starting another set. Corvus was enamored. As if Alexander hadn't piqued his interest before, that clever little statement about his hatred of shinigami was the icing on the cake. How else did Quincy bond after all but through a mutual disdain for the scum of all worlds.

He snatched a bottle of Nuvo from under the couch for the very occasion that was about to occur. Corvus poured up four rounds between the two of them of the liquor and blessed the bottles as the pink tsunami swirled in the glasses.

"You wanna know something California? That smooth talkin' just earned you some of my own personal stash."

After he made a brief cheers and downed the shots, Corvus would fiddle with his phone, this time a bit longer than usual. The thing about touchscreens; when you're drunk they go from the best invention since Trojan condoms to the most troublesome of things. Not only that but he had to place in several clearance codes for what he was about to show was of the utmost privacy. He'd point the phone over to his right, behind his desk to the curved wall behind it and pushed a button on the side of his phone's custom elegant white case. The shots dulled his senses and hopefully Alexander's as well. The loud whirring sound of the wall receding into the floor pierced their otherwise coy and quiet conversation, cutting through the silence like a blade through bone; rough at first before it was over in a moment's notice. Behind the false wall was a one-sided window, allowing Corvus and Alexander the ability to see through but anything on the other side blind to their observers.

"I'd like you to come see something, and of course I s-should warn you if you've had your dinner recently but I'm s-sure you won't mind." Words slurring into a sort of romantic accenting of his s's. The intoxication was weighing lightly on him but he was very much still capable, just a little bit of alchy to loosen up the kinks.

As Alexander and Corvus walked over to the window, glasses in hand still as they sipped away at the nuvo, they'd see a dungeon of beaten Shinigami, shackled up in rows. They were mere fodder to the Gotei, faceless footsoldiers, the dogs of the thirteen court guards. And as such they would be put down and treated like that. They wouldn't be missed by their superiors, they were far too weak, not the ideal playthings, but they'd do for tonight's festivities. Some were unconscious from shock, other's dazed and spacing out as they tried to hold onto their energy, and a few fresh ones who hadn't had the pleasure of experiencing the Koenig's hospitality.

"Ya see California, tonight's a very special night in my family, and I enjoy your company so much that I'd like to offer you a hand in leading the festivities. I'm sure my family won't mind so long as you leave some fun for them. What do you say loverboy?"

Corvus's words hung floating in the air, lingering like an innocent nap in a hammock. Perhaps it was the slurs or maybe it was some genuine feels pouring through but that loverboy stuck out as Corvus tilted his head to the side, all puppy dog, awaiting an answer.

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Just Trying To Stay Alive

Yikes. So he liked the up close and personal method to things? The other Koenigs would love him, he was certain to shake things up. As Alexander approached Corvus extended his arm to hand him the bottle.

"The party's just about to begin."

As the pair walked down the spiraling stairs, Corvus made the texts necessary to his Generals and Assistants to clear the dancefloor and turn on the spotlight. In the main room of the club a large Octagon began raising up from the ground. The Octagon was sealed at the top with but one door entering, the chain link fence was in pristine condition yet don't be fooled, the blood stains that left the cage soaked were constantly scrubbed away, for morale of course. As if the Shinigami's spirits weren't battered enough, Corvus loved the surprised expression when they were thrown into a fresh cage not knowing what to expect although death was on the menu of course. As Corvus and Alexander walked out through the door behind his throne, Corvus hooked his phone up to the club's sound system, nothing like a good ole announcement to rally the crowd up after all.

"Welcome all to the King's Den! I'm sure you've enjoyed yourselves so far but boy are you all in for a treat. You see me and my family are all about hospitality and you all get a chance to witness it." Corvus paused for a bit as more secret doors at the edges of the club opened up and dozens upon dozens of raven-haired Quincy of all ages came streaming out cheering and applauding their King.

"You see the thing about hospitality is...not everyone's always welcome, and today we've got a few visitors who need to be taught what its like when they trespass on our territory." The spotlight dropped into the center of the Octagon and illuminated 3 shinigami within. Two shackled to the edge of the cage in reiatsu-dispersing restraints preventing their intervention. Corvus told Alex to follow him as he pushed off his heel with reishi empowered force and leapt over to the entrance of the cage. A small child with long black hair looked up to Corvus with a big toothy grin handing him a labeled sheathed sword. Corvus pat the kid on the head and gave her a little kiss on the forehead before thanking her. As he walked into the cage he signalled for Alexander to step into the cage.

"And as a special treat to my dear clan, we've got a guest here to take over my job as master of ceremonies, lets go and give a round of applause to Alexander Kairis." Corvus turned off the speakers and told Alexander in a whisper "Here's your moment Cali, you better make the most of it, I'm watching." Corvus gave Alexander a little peck on the cheek, not knowing if he would step out of the cage again. He tossed the blade over to the Shinigami and saluted them both by tapping his index and middle finger to his forehead and waving them off with the two fingers outstretched, just a bit of a send off to whoever would have their blood bathe the club.

As Corvus sauntered back over to his throne he locked down the club, sealing off all exits preventing any exit as well as sealing off any reiatsu flare ups from escaping into the atmosphere, didn't want to be interrupted now did we? Oh the wonders of Quincy technology at work! The King's Den was cloaked from any non-spiritual human anyways so its not like those present were adverse to the spiritual world, why not show them what the fabled Quincy of yesteryear were all about. He took a seat on his throne pleased with himself sipping from his bottle as several little boys and girls crowded around him trying to sit on his lap. He smiled and laughed with the giddy ones as the teens and adults made their way closer to the cage, alcohol and food in hand. Corvus saw Lee and Touko in the crowd and gave them a smile as he raised his glass to them.