Child Ecks: ::Thick boots took his to the nearest seat, an ebon leather recliner, and placed him down, expelling a sigh of distaste. It was horridly uncomforting. He could feel the springs digging. It had been here as long as the oaken floors. He spoke softly, words drifting on butterfly wings:: Alone.

Akari Ramsus: ::Quite simply, the minx sat erect atop a bar stool. It was inevitable that anyone find her there. Stone like, how perfect she seemed. Alluring in her form and appearance with that utterly luscious head of blue locks and naturally regal posture. Feline features of the face, hard, yet so touchable. Idle was the mind and a fixed stare would have proved such.::

Child Ecks: ::A toss of locks had cought his eye. 'twas a female sitting on the bar. Her innocent features denoted that she would need no items of illicit bounds, and he decided not to even ask. He awaited the arrival of a male, or at least dangerous looking female. His looks, unlike hers, were no where near pleasing. somewhat well dressed complimented his swimmer's figure, thin face, and high cheek bones.::

Akari Ramsus: ::The statuesque figure let off an odd air. Even if she hadn't said or done anything yet. Color, which could have been noted, had there been anything more than helogen lamps, was scarcely found. She seemed to lack most usual lines found in the face. Completely white and smooth, but dim surroundings did prove to make her appear more human. She turned her head with a casualness that was certainly unexpected. Almost as though she'd been waiting an eternity for someone to arrive. Particulars were unclear.::

hild Ecks: ::Gemmed eyes set themselves upon the lonely one. He had one up on her, though. Lonely and out of luck. She seemed to like a certain vitality that had found most other people in his travels. He went no where durning the day, but still had at least a hint of tone. Her's was snow. Fresh and pale. He noted that he was staring and looked away, not wanting to offend her.::

Akari Ramsus: ::Long, thin, and completely feminine hands rose from her lap and proceeded to draw upwards and cross, as if to hug herself in the lighest of manners. Arms covered in a soft, velour, soft grey in color, coaxed her appearance to seem more natural. She spotted the young man, undeniably staring at her, and, with a gentle movement, gestured toward him with the simple rotation of her thumb. It was less than a gesture. More of an action in his favor, to perhaps notify him of her awareness. She was indeed innocent looking, wasn't she? Dark eyes that shone with a careful light. And her stillness did shield her from characteristic assumptions, didn't it? Fast moving individuals were most oftenly thought to be dangerous.::

Child Ecks: ::He looked away from her, but the thought was still blatent upon his mind. The folded brow showed that. Deep in thought he wondered of a few things. Beautiful...Pale.....Still. She, perhaps, was but a monument, moving only in his mind. Perhaps some patron from years before? Perhaps just a figure, carved from slate.::

Akari Ramsus: ::Yet suddenly slate became in motion. A flourished array of movements that possessed no genuinely enchanted quality, like one might have expected, judging by her appearance and the way she held herself. But simplistically edge-like steps. Falling just short of a march. Those of which carried her past the boy and across the room to a more comfortable booth. As though comfort were of any importance.::

Child Ecks: ::Orbs gave her a slight once over as she passed. Quite formal in the way she moved. almost toyish. Precise and accurate, always in time. She had sat at a booth and he decided this was the only one to enter for the night, so he might as well try a sale. He rose and boots carried him to her quiet booth with sounds that were barely audible to himself. He arrived at the booth, and rather rudely, without asking, he sat across from her.:: 'Ello, Miss. I was....::He inhaled and looked to his sides, as if making sure no one was listening, although no others were apparent in the room.:: if you needed any services. Servives of smuggling. I can get you anything you wish, miss...But of course..Should this interest you..Everything has it's price. ::A sly smirk crossed over thin red lips, ripping outwards to his cheekbones.::

Akari Ramsus: ::After having only just been seated, with less than a moment to acquaint her bottom with the tawdry ripped pleather of the booth's seat, it seemed she'd been accompanied by, insofar, the only other occupant in the room. Akari tilted her head only a little to the side. Her chin was small in size, as that visage of her's possessed an upside down tear-drop shape. She thought little of it. Rudeness, as suggested, was not implied in his actions, after the proposition had been made. One would have suggested the lifting of brows to suffice as response, although Akari had made no implications of offense. She parted her lips and lowered her head, only taking on the same stance as he had, just for the humor of precaution, whereas she knew full well no one had been around. Deep set eyes glanced in a brief advertation to either side. One of which was a wall. Sensually, complexionless lips parted somed, and a voice emitted from them; freshly painted with a coat of French accentry.:: ..Anything, you say? ::Her tone was mildly sexless. But still she sounded as if somehow she'd been half interested in his offer.::

Child Ecks: ::Her tone? What? It sounded..Intrigued! He may have found some business in this run down dump. His eyes locked with hers as the left end of his lips pulled further away from nostrils. A slow nod, bobbling the somewhat collumed hair atop his head. His voice held no real accent, but didn't seem too familiar.:: Indeed, Miss. Anything...::He lifted his hand up and offered her a handshake:: My name is Bosch. Last name is not important. Angel to some...Demon to others. ::A thin tongue hastily licked at his drying lips. He hated such hot weather, and wearing such thick clothing wasn't a good idea on his half.::

Akari Ramsus: ::Though it had not seemed so, in the back of her mind, strings of mortal hesitation were pulled as the boy's hand was extended toward her. She paused a moment, most assuredly unnoticable. Her hand rose up from her lap, and in a brief instant, stone like, icy fingers constricted around his hand which possessed such warmth.. and then was withdrawn.:: Mm. And what is it that you specialize in smuggling, Monsueir Bosch?

Child Ecks: ::His hand retreated from her cold grip. She felt..Odd. So soft..Smooth..Silky...Cold...Inhuman. He paid no attention past that. He looked to an upperleft arbitrary point and pondered. for a moment. He then looked abck down in her eyes.:: Well....Anything. Anything illegal or that is hard to come across. If you want it, and are willing to pay my price, i shall supply it, Miss....Miss?

Akari Ramsus: ::She could have chuckled then, had she possessed humor and understanding for these intricately divine creatures. Divine in a sense that they were virtually so pure. Untainted, at most times, to a word beyond their flesh and blood. The ends of her lips curled. She wouldn't scare him yet, if she could avoid it. Lush, blue strands fell about her Akari Ramsus: shoulders while she'd leaned in further. The space between them would get uncomfortably small, had he felt anything for personal space. Though even with her closeness, her voice became soft and quiet. Low tones that she was unsure he could even hear. She leaned her arms over the table which seperated them, copying his behavior of wetting lips. Oh how she teased in ways that weren't even remotely sexual.:: Such things you imply. Why, it leads me to believe you could do anything, given the cash. Well then.. ::Her arm arose, hinge turning by the elbow in an unalerting motion which eventually became the slow, twiddling of fingers over her bottom lip.:: I don't suppose you might possibly possess the ability to supply me with such things as.. ::She took the liberty, then, to place the tip of her index finger against her mouth, possibly a suggestion of thought.:: ..French air fresheners, do you? ::Unbeknownst to most, this woman held responsibility for many a body, only just hidden away behind a single door behind the bar in that very room. Summer was coming, and the weather was indeed warming up. The seasonal stench of rotting flesh would soon let itself out under the door crack, and a stash so grand as that would be a shame to lose.:: I realize of course, this is hardly a high demand, although, you see, foreign objects which may carry exotic insects are not allowed in the states. Regardless of being proven clean. ::She seemed so assured of her request. Leaning closely in, waiting for a reaction that would suit her.::

Child Ecks: ::His midn held no itnerest in the sexual innuendos that she was throwing at him, left and right. He cared little for them. She wsa beautiful and must have been quite a catch, but he would rather further better along himself than get some, from the take of it, easy action. She touched her bottom lip and made the comment about air fresheners, and this got the smirk erected into a full out smile. Child Ecks: She had a way with words, and he didn't think her serious. Then she made the following statement, and this made him question his thoughts. His mind shookitself and decided not to ask.:: I suppose I could...Get the little pinetrees. I don't exactly understand why one would want them, but I am sure they could be found. Dependan-::He stopped for a moment. He inhaled and the light odor of...Old meat wafted past his nose. He gave it no second thought. This bar wasn't much, and he doubted the freezer worked. ignored the thought and continued.:: Dependant upon the ammount you wish for.....And seeing as how they might be contaminated with some..Disease...It would run..Maybe...200 per case...And I imagine a case could hold about..500 of the bastards...