~Just do it. Do what? Anything you want, I've got your back~
"Oh right, I was going to ask if you thought the serial attacker has a motive or is just a madman?"
"I thought you weren't interested"
"Well, I changed my mind. Now hurry and tell me what you think"
"Yes, yes, your highness. I figure it's probably a villain with a motive. I agree with what you said before about a connection between the victims, whether it is their power type or something else, it is most definitely the reason the attacker assaulted them. My guess is that he knows all the victim personally as he seems to beat them with ease despite the fact that at least one of them had to have an attack type skill."
"With ease?"
"At least quick enough before witnesses arrived. No one saw anything despite some of the crimes happening near highly populated areas."
"Oh, is this your experience as a chronic trouble chaser speaking?" commented Andriet mid yawn.
"Who knows? Maybe it is, maybe it's not, either way let's end this conversation here, your Pristineness needs to get all your beauty sleep or your employees will deal with the repercussions of your sleep deprivation.
"Humph, I need no beauty sleep, but I will accept your invitation to rest, as sleep is a sublime gift"
"Thank you for your grace." he says and firmly wraps her in his embrace, they both put an end to this day and slip into a peaceful sleep.
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Zookzook
The quiet of the night is shatter a by phone ring. The pair on the bed had been asleep for a couple hours and it was only when the ringing stopped and started again did the man on the bed slowly sit up, his eyes were half closed and seem confused as his right arm stretches for the source of the early morning disturbance.
"Who in the hell is up at this time?" different from how he was during the day, the man wore a more somber expression on his face as he checked the time. Seeing that it was only 2 in the morning, his eyebrows furrowed. He had only fully opened his eyes after the second round of ringing stopped, but the person on the other end really needed him to answer as the ringing started once again. This time the slumbering girl groaned beside him, so he swiftly slipped out of the bed with the phone and went to the adjacent terrace.
Andriet lived at the end of the city. From the terrace one could see the glittering buildings afar off. 'The City that Glows' that was the name Sprikson was known by throughout the land and the view from Andriet's bedroom terrace was the very definition of the name.
'Should I just toss it, I'd rather return to her embrace now.' he fiddled with the ringing phone as he held it over the railing and contemplating just letting go.
Directly below the terrace was her pool, and under the brilliant glow of the 1st and 2nd moons it was colored beautifully with purple and silver hues.
As the ringing starts again for a fourth round, Cylan finally placed the ringing phone to his ear and answered it.
"Yes?"
"You fucking murderer, you finally picked up!" a rough,harsh and strident voice rings in his ears completely chasing away the quietness of the night and his drowsiness.
Cylan was shocked awake,and after a momentary pause he smiles, his usual bright smile slowly forms on his face.
"I have received passionate late night calls before but none like this." Cylan leans against the railing and says in a teasing tone.
"You asshole,you think I'm joking? Don't think you'll get away with what you have done. I know it was you!"
'Should have bloody tossed it'
"Oh~, pray tell, what am I not getting away with?"
"Ha, so you plan to play ignorant"
'No dumbass, just get annoyed, hang up and stop talking to me'
"Of course not, that's your thing and I am no thief"
"You piece of trash, do you think I'm joking? Just wait until-" Cylan zoned out as the person on the other end continued cursing and rambling incomprehensible lines. The entire time he never lost the 'sunny' grin on his face, the bright moonlight deepens the contours of his face.
"Cy?"
A soft, waxy voice causes him to freeze. It seems the commotion caused the Andriet to wake up well, at least that's what Cylan thought. His smile disappeared from his face and his eyes froze over.
"Hey you, fuck off" Cylan cuts off the continuous curses off the man (at least that's Cylan's guess based on the voice) on the other end, his tone the same temperature as the night air.
"..." the caller becomes a statue after the ginger head brusquely silenced him. When Cylan words settled in, he was quivering with anger and his face became a beet. One would probably imagine smoke coming out of him if they looked at him now.
"You. little. bastard. What di-"
Cylan ends the call then shuts off his phone and places it far from him using only his thumb and index finger, he wipes his ear off and wipes the hand he used in his pants, before turning around to the misty eyed girl who wandered onto the terrace.
"And what woke my favorite sleep addict, not even freak storms could wake you?" He approaches and scoops her into his arms off the cold tiles.
"My body decided that on its own" she wraps her arms around him and her eyelashes flutter as she claimed his arms as a bed.
"Who were you talking to?" half-asleep, she questions his reason for being on the terrace.
"Some late night free joker service." he says while placing her on the bed and then he gets in and covers them both.
"What an inconsiderate service." she mumbles.
"Isn't that true."
And like that, both of them go back to sleep.
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"At approximately 8pm on October 12 an unconscious body was found in the alley next to Cynelos community. We believe this person is another victim of the serial attacker, whom authorities have named 'Mist', that has been running loose in the city. With the number of victims increasing just when will the authorities provide the citizens with some news?"
"Wow, that was the night before last, wasn't it? But didn't the guy in the restaurant say they announced one yesterday morning? Is the attacker increasing his attacks?" Andriet took a bite into her sandwich and looked at the man across from her waiting to hear his thoughts.
"I think he probably made a mistake with the dates and reported a wrong one. But I gotta say they did him justice. Mist is one cool name"
Cylan leans over the table and wipes a breadcrumb off her face.
"Only you would say something about justice when talking about a psychotic criminal." Andriet says to the man pouring her tea.
Serrains were perched on the trees outside and livened the morning with their songs. The glass walls gave free access to the sun's rays to envelop the villa. Andriet and Cylan enjoyed a simple breakfast, sharing a quick joke here and there. It was an unusual scene if viewed from afar as one side had a wide smile while the other wore a blank expression, but though so different both shoulder's were slack and their eyes sparkle brightly whenever amber meets emerald.
After the meal, Cylan cleared the plates.
"You would make a perfect house husband"
"My left finger is always empty and waiting, claim it and it's yours." and with that he sashayed out the room, putting extra umph in his hips.
Andriet had a hard time controlling the laugh that was about to escape.
Ding Dong
At the sound of the bell, the two turned to each other in sync.
"WE have visitors?"
"There was a doorbell?"
Two confused questions came from two equally confused persons.
"Stay there, I'll get it" Wiping his hand in his apron, Cylan walked to the entrance. Andriet was curious, so she followed after him.
Cylan turns the crystal knob and opens the door to see their visitors.
BANG
And with swift motions he shuts back the door and walks away.
"Cylan, why on antarthos did you do that?"
Cylan places both hands on her shoulders and turns her around and pushes her back in the direction of the kitchen.
"I just saw something horrific; I don't want you to be upset so early in the morning, so let's leave it maybe it will go away" he said in a grave tone, while shaking his head as if it will quickly remove the horrible image from his mind even a bit faster.
"Something horrific? Seriously, what could be so bad, it's almost like you saw your family there"
"..."
Upon receiving no response from him, Andriet's eyes widen a small fraction. Shaking off his hands, she went back and looked at the monitor by the door Cylan failed to check.
"Woah" Andriet's heart did a little leap into the air as she took in the scene before her.
'How grotesque, a whole of five Gi family members.'
She looks back at him in understanding and pity.
'Poor thing must have been terrified'
"Cy look at the monitor. I think one of your cousins is trying to call you. Where is your phone?"
Ignoring the continuously ringing doorbell, she asks the man who had come up behind her since earlier and wrapped his arms around her waist and his head on her shoulder. He looked to the side instead of following her, as if what she was looking at was something nasty that would damage his eyes.
"I turned it off after the call this morning, speaking of which remind me I need to exorci- I mean clean it later."
"Oh, alright"
"..."
"..."
"You think they would go away if we ignored them, Etty"
"Maybe"
"..."
"..."
"They are still ringing the bell"
"Persistent Bastards" Cylan cursed. He still had his smile on but the chill in those eyes could give Andriet a run for her money.
"Hah" he released Andriet and ran a hand through his hair. "Go back dear, I'll get it"
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I hope they leave without even coming in. Maybe seeing me will achieve that"
"Ok, but I'll get the salt ready just in case"
Andriet walked away, and the man's eyes thawed a bit at her words. Taking a deep breath and re-equipping his smile, Cylan once again opens the door.
Five persons were at the door, three with slight frowns, one with whose attention was placed on something or nothing in the distance, and the final person looking as if he wanted to eat Cylan alive. Veins were visible on his temple and from his neck to his jaw, his face was taunt and he created a unibrow on his face from his intense glare.
'Yeah, we are going to need that salt'