Slept like a log last night, woke up and a house was on fire!

Place Southside
Environments: people gathering around a building there is smoking in southside.
Time: Its around half 9 in the evening
Weather: it is clouded but no rain
Outonfit is the left:
@Michelle said i would use a pun x)

It had been a hectic night for Kayvan, he had been hunting a person, who had a bounty on them, the job had taken longer than he wanted to admit so as soon, as he had turn it in he had went home to his shitty apartment bills did not get paid when you had other people to take care of, one of the reasons he was happy that, all he cared of what he knew had been killed and where no longer here. It did make killing people easier and just live on your own rules, kay maybe it was not always kill, but if his clients had paid more for people alive it was normal for him to only deal with that fact if he did have free reigns though he preferred them dead, since they would not try to escape, or buy themselves out.

Hoping that just because they had more money than his client that he would sell himself out like that, he was not a turncoat he had a code, and he always followed it. As he got home, it did not take that long before he ended up falling asleep, he had just hit the bed until he felt a sleep or in this case the shitty motel room couch, he did have his own place, but he had been to tired when his job had been done in southside.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see a complex not that far from the mortal starting to smoke like unnatural smoke. He quickly decides he had to get into his outfit before, the cops and people came to the place if they did today. He sat up quickly grabbed his two revolvers but them inside his jacket so they where easy to get hold off and so they would be out of side, before he went down and out on the street quickly moving through the crowed until he saw the building. Trying to locate where it was from, so he maybe could stop it or at least get the person away. Even if he was a bastard, but it was mostly so he could try not to gather bad attention towards himself.

As Kayvan pushed himself forward, he felt som eyes watching him, not that it annoyed him it was kind of nice, after having been on a crazy job where he did not want to get noticed.  But now a person had noticed him as he stood and watched the fire, he heard the sound like and Angelic voice as person next to him commented on the scenery. “Beautiful init. “Even though the Aura was not showing as and angelic entity. His eyes then turned towards where the voice came from, “ I mean it has a charm over it,  I cant deny that, Miss ?”

He said a bit cooky, as he looked towards her waiting for a respond on her name if she was going to give him it.

 If she did not respond he would turn his gaze towards the building again, he had a sneaky idea, since she was so calm and she was on of the people out in most clothes that, she was the mind behind it who had started it for some reason. As Kayvan looked up and followed the people coming out he also knew, when the cops first arrived there would be questions, and he was not a fan of it, maybe taking his profession into account, not to mention he did have two guns hidden on him.

” Well pleasure to meet you, Miss Jones, I a Mr Samson.” He responded, as his eye investigated her´s. He then ended up sending her a little, but still charming and cooky smile, before his gaze returned towards, the burning building. Her Next question was one he had thought, she were going to ask why was he here, well it was actually a good question, maybe he wanted to see, what there happened, but most likely the burning building, would have destroyed his sleep.

But then again, maybe it was also to enjoy and see if anyone was, hurt, not that he cared since there was something magical about the fire.

“Well Miss Jones, I might, want to make sure everyone was all right, or maybe I wanted to enjoy the beautiful sight, in close proximity.” He said honest, as he turned his gaze towards, her again.

He then leaned in to whisper and talk very low to her, “and it does seem, like you are the only one, not in pyjamas Miss Jones, why is that.?” He asked, as he sent her a playful smile. He had his own theory, but if she could convince him, that was all right, that she had nothing to do with it.

He then took moved head back as he sent her a little wink, before he found his own pack of smokes, from his jacket and pulled one out. Shortly after he put it around his ear or on, his ear, while he looked for his lighter. After a while he gave out a sigh, as he noticed he had not brought a lighter with him.

As she did not push the idea of her being a person behind this fire, he could not help but chuckle, she was right about the pyjama’s thing. Who in their right mind went to bed that early as sense her teasing smile, he pushed forward with his face as he talked with her, when she then wanted him to back of, he was quickly to do as she wanted, he had a feeling if he pissed her of he would be in the apartment complex there was fired up

As her next amounts of words came out, he had already backed a bit off clearly for his smokes, as he could not find them, he heard her voice next, as she turned it on for him. He then took a big a deep inhale before he breathed out again. When she commented on it being bad for him, he just chuckled,

“I mean there are a lot of things there are bad for people some would say sex is just as bad, or even drugs not to mention alcohol but, why are those things in the world if not just for freeing yourself a little bit, you know Miss Jones.” He said as his eyes was captured by the fire, before he sent her a little smile.

“thanks for the fire, if you want, we can probably play with some more with fire, when this is over. “he said a bit teasing as is eyes then looked at her, he was studying her, and one thing he was sure about was how she had been behind the fire, one thing she clearly could see from his sight.

If he had not dealt with people like her before, he would have believed her innocent look. But he knew better, as she, asked him about if he was a pyromaniac, he could not help but chuckle, “more like the smell of gunpowder, and don’t play innocent." he said as he pointed his head against the apartment. As he still was smoking, “your handy work.” If it was not because he was completely sure, he would not have said those words and how she reacted to the place compared to other people well then, he had a funny idea, how it was said up.

“I am on to you Miss Jones.” He said a bit cooky as he then took another inhale as soon as the cigarette had left his mouth, he noticed how she grabbed it and smoked herself making him chuckle a little, “coming from the one who said it was bad, she now takes part in it.” He said as he sent her a slight but charming smile, as he then took it back for now he was okay with it but next time she took it out of nowhere he would not react as calm, since no one touch his cigarettes ever, if they wanted to stay alive.

” You can be excused as soon that; you do tell me the real truth ?"  He said a bit cooky as he sent her a wink with, his left eye sending her a charming smile. When she then told him if it was her handy work, it would be other colours.
He could not help but chuckle she clearly knew her stuff. When she then told him, she had enough money to pay for a new set of lungs, his gaze returned as he looked at her clearly finding it fun, how she teased him with it.

When she then told him that he probably should get a new brand, his eyes looked at her, “so a new brand you got any you want to recommend miss jones”

He teased, as his eyes followed hers back to the building, when she then asked him if he was going to just stand there and accuse her for it, or if he were going to leave.

“I have not decided yet,” he said a bit cooky as his eyes was fixated on the building.  She played her part well not knowing about the fire, but he had learned not to trust a pretty face. He then took his cigrates up and inhaled a little more of it before it left his mouth agian.

"Is that so." He responded verry cooky, as his eyes once agian turn towards the beautifel witch. When she roolled her eyes and starte to walk away,  he could not help himself. "well fuck it" He mumbled shortly after the place he picked up on of his cards and threw it in front of her. Where he shortly after appeared, blocking her way out, it was easier.

" i mean leaving so soon, why dont i buy you a drink or something, and you can tell me all of about of the fire was not your fault. " He said sending her a little smirk, as he moved out of the way and would start to follow her if she agreed. "Or who knows maybe something else if you got any ideas the fire kind of did destroy the sleep but i meet you Miss Jones so it aint completly bad." He added as he sent her a light but charming smile, as he compliament her.

" A drink it is then, since you have lived around here do you have any prefered place miss jones or should we just take one of the first once." He added a bit cooky, as he started to follow her there was no way in hell he would just let this girl vanish, she seemed like a fun person to be around, and to be fair even if she did not want to admit her place in the fire.

He then started to walk with her, clearly finding this to be interestering enough for him to not just leave this beautiful woman.

To be fair he traveled a lot so he kind of had hopes that she would know a place here in southside, else it would be in another part of Gaia he would want them to drop by. But for now he just kept up with it waiting for the beautiful miss jones to come out with and idea.

As they moved down trough the street he listen to her next words. That woman could probably if he had not paid attention to how she moved and more important if he did just trust a pretty face, then she would have been able to spin him around her little finger, but he would not want it to happen, so therefor he moved with her still playing it cool. “All right sometimes the best place is the best, as most people know miss Jones.”

He said a bit cooky. As he walked on her side down to the first place they would meet, it was not the first but one of them as she seemed to know precisely where she wanted to go to. He had noticed a little dog by her side but did not pay it any mind. As they got into the bar his eyes quickly scanned the area, for threats of any kind a bad habit he clearly had not left as he heard her order. He went up, before ordering a Scotch whisky. His eyes then turned towards the woman called miss Jones.

“ So what do you do for a living miss Jones?” He asked as he started to play with cards, he had a bad habit of it. He then got a funny idea, he looked around the place for a table, when he had found one, he looked at Miss Jones. “ So Miss Jones wanne play a card game, would make it a bit more fun, learning more of the other person don’t you think, I will even let you choose if there should be a price, and what that price should be.” He said sending her a light and charming smile.

When she told him she worked with finances, he seemed a bit surprised at first, clearly this woman was, a lot more than what your eyes could see. His smile, widened when, she seemed to accept the game part. His eyes then meet hers, and saw a hungry beast for once, if it was not because his life, had thrown that much at him, it might have made him a bit nervous, but since his age had given him enough time to learn that some people was just competitive when it came to things like games. He would have back out, or if it was sex. His eyes then meet the witches, yet again, as he sent her a smile.

“Fair enough let’s go with, the winner picks a thing the loser shall do, without any things locked off the table. “He added sending her a charming, smile, before he grabbed a bottle of whisky and moved down to a table waiting for the witch to join him, so they could get started with, a little game for them both.

He then looked at her when, she sat down, he started dealing the cards out as he talked. “ Lets go with, BlackJack, guessing you know, how that is played. Best out of 5 rounds winner, decides what the other person should do for him or her.” He added as he started dealing cards, so they could start the fun little game.


"So Miss Jones,  what is your first name if i may be so bold to ask."

Kayvan took himself to the heart to be dramatic, when she answered him with the hard to get “my name is none of your business.”

He could not help but laugh she was spicy, he would give her that, as he then leaned back. His eyes meet hers again, looking at his own cards before he he looked towards her. “Oh well then I think I will Just call you Miss know it all or, maybe Ashley.”

He said looking at her to see, if he had even gotten close enough, if not he would wait a bit before trying again. His eyes then turned towards hers again, as he pulled another card to lay down on the table only with one left, to figure out who would have won, if she did not fold, like he was trying to make her do with himself trying to bluff trough it.  “So want are you going to do if you win,” he asked casually as he took a big sip of his own whisky. Michelle had gotten a king and a 2 hearts where as Kayvans two cards where on, a queen and 2spars.

As he got the next card, out he had a feeling it would be a 10 therefor was he could not help but smile. Making her total becoming 18. He then looked at her, smile a bit cooky. That was until he showed her the card, being surprised of the precise number.

21 in her first game something felt in his opinion a little bit off. He then turned his face towards her again, “and you had never played this before Miss Jones.”
He asked curious, studying anything there could tell him, what her next reaction would, be she had been lucky so far.

He then moved the card over towards her so she could deal the card as the next person, his eyes was focused on her trying to wait to figure out, what her deal was, and If he would be able to catch her in cheating, the one thing he had a reason she actually was doing, because his eyes had seen a 10 just change into a 6 that he was sure of.

As it seemed like he had won for a second, he could not help but wonder if she had let him win. He did not think to much about, it was a win, and a win was a win after all. When she then casually leaned back and asked him to dare her, he could not help but chuckle. There were a few ideas that went through his mind, but maybe he could use the rest of the evening for the dare and maybe night depending how she acted on it.


“Well Miss Jones, I dare you to, do whatever I said the next 24 hour if you are up for the dare.” He then ended the question, raising his eyebrow to see, if she would agree or not to it, if not he would probably just dare her something else, but now he just had to wait on her respond, as he took a sip of his glass of whisky.