[Auction 2014] - Kira SOLD 75K to Ricky

[Blake]

"Immature children?"

The unmistakable deep voice emanated from off to one side of the stage where Blake sat with a glass in one hand. One leg rested on the other as he gave Vel and Micah both a nod as they passed by. If this foolish Reginald fellow thought this was immature then the poor man had seen nothing yet. Blake, kind and benevolent as he was at times, rose from his seat to impart a very valuable lesson. Taking the few steps to close the distance between himself and the other man, Blake placed a hand on Reginald's shoulder.

"Dear boy, you look familiar. Have I killed you at some point or something? I swear you look familiar...Oh, and next time you speak of something you don't understand or you address my sire in such a manner I'll be feeding you your own heart. Understand?"

Pausing for a moment he grinned and sighed softly.

"Kira....Kira, Kira, Kira....I'll see this enamored young lover's bid and raise it to Forty Thousand."

[Reginald Black]

Reginald laughed again. "No, the only time we fought fair is when I killed two of your members in a row without healing. Without using any powers. Just raw skill. You guys think you are all that, but you are just quantity and not quality like Kira is. Like I am. It has never been you have killed me, it's your entire gang that killed me. If you want to go we can take it outside and I can kill you if your buddies don't show up. If not shut up, keep your cocky comments to yourself because it has no base around me." He said remembering how they vandalized his place like children. Sick freaks all he could think of was hateful things towards them because that is all they have shown to him.

[Reginald Black]

"Fifty thousand for Kira." he called out his face turning to a snarl.

[Remington Rothfelder]

Remington was a shadow, a creature as at home in the darkness as he was talking about sports or having an otherwise casual conversation.

It didn't surprise him when he went unnoticed, not that he'd done anything to draw attention to himself. He watched the exchange between Micah and Velveteen, and thought the issue done at that. He should have known that would not be the case, and so silence was his companion as events continued to unfold. So much anger. It almost made him smile. It seemed that Blake (who, as it turned out, was his adoptive sibling of sorts), only had to say a few words to get the man unknown to Remi into what seemed to be a spitting rage.

He had been told he had a chaotic presence. Maybe it was his fault.

"Sixty thousand." He finally said, choosing for the moment not to comment. But he didn't believe in threatening. No, he had a more direct way of handling people. If they caused offense, they would know when his blade sunk through their flesh and caught against their bones.

Whether or not he felt that was necessary remained to be seen.

[Reginald Black]

He laughed again and shook his head. "Just like you all, to gang up in an auction as well. Don't come boasting to me, your methods are sickening. All you have accomplished is establishing a safe place to bully and cause grief to everyone around you. Congratulations for making the world a crappy place to live." He said shrugging his shoulders as he pulled out his phone and sighed as he looked to it. Killing things just wasn't paying the bills anymore. He would just have to wait until they calm down.

[Blake]

"Reginald, if you feel such a way then why don't you do us all a favor and off yourself....that way you don't have to live in this 'crappy world' you claim we have created. Is it truly a bad thing that those of us that are like minded have gotten together and actually managed to enforce some kind of law and we just happen to be good at it?"

He paused for a moment and then nodded to Remington in greeting.

"Ahh, it seems my work is done. I do hope you're night is pleasant Reginald. I have a feeling we will more than likely be seeing each other soon."

Turning his attention to Remington he grinned and gave the man the slightest of salutes.

"See ya later handsome. Play nice and all that."

[Remington Rothfelder]

When Blake nodded to him, Remington's gaze locked briefly on the man's before he returned the gesture.

It was difficult to take Reginald (that was the name he was fairly certain he had heard) seriously. He was like one of those raving homeless men with 'the end is nigh' painted on their chest. His first instinct was to ask if the man had been dropped on his head as a child. Or if his mother had drank through her pregnancy with him. Instead he regarded the final exchange between Blake and Reginald with a lifted brow, only to wink towards the former when he made his getaway.

"Seems as though I have the highest current bid. Tell me, Reggie-old-boy. What do you want me to do to her if I win?"

[Reginald Black]

He shook his head and then smirked at Blake's last comment to him. "It's fine, bully and grief all you want. I will always be happier knowing I am a better individual than any one of you in so many ways. Some sort of law? Hell, if that is all you guys did I wouldn't hate you all so much. The truth of it is you are all hiding behind that, give your sick methods justifications all you want but don't even try to hide behind it when I am around because I know the truth. I gave you guys a shot, everyone told me horrible things about you but I waited and let you guys show me what sort of monsters you truly are. I gave you all a chance to prove everyone wrong." He said before finally closing his mouth and sighing relaxing visibly.

Turning his head towards Remington he raised a brow. "Same thing I would expect you to do I guess, enjoy tormenting people that can't do anything because you have too many friends." he said.

[Remington Rothfelder]

The diatribe on what horrible people Tytonidae were continued. Again. Easy to dismiss because it was practically comical in its delivery. Remington found himself idly looking for a vein in the other male's temple. Was it popping out?

"That isn't what I asked you." He returned. There was a whambulance joke that was begging to be told, but Remington didn't like low hanging fruit. "So instead I'll ask Kira."

His attention turned to her. "Tell me, darlin', what exactly are your limits?"

[Anemoi (DELETED 2809)]

OOC: This has all be okayed with Pi and Kira. IC Kira doesn't know Anemoi controls Ricky.

Anemoi had sent Ricky to the auctions, he knew he wouldn't be welcomed there by Kira or Lexster but maybe he could get around this some other way.

Ricky had the bluetooth in his ear, so that dumbass could hear what was going on. "So how much money you plan on spending?" Ricky asked softly.

"However much it takes.." Anemoi replied, listening to the fighting. Seemed Kira's little boyfriend hated the same vampires he did, but more important, he didn't have the last bid. This would be the last time, last chance he'd be able to get Kira alone and away from that man.

The last things that were said by the one man were rather suggestive. "Kinda seems you got another wanting to do things to blondie here." Ricky said. "Should I bid?"

Ricky took the blue tooth out of his ear a moment when he heard some loud swearing coming from the other end.

Anemoi sat down, breathing deeply. There was no ******* way he was going to let anyone touch her. He wasn't sure if that Reggie guy has yet but knowing Kira as well as he did, he was sure they haven't. How close they were he didn't know. This was the last chance to do anything. Maybe he should have gotten a new vampire puppet on the safe side. He put the phone to his ear, "Not yet...let the pissing match go on. I want to see who else bids."