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Blutkuss - the temptress from the shadows

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Kaze Mizuki sat in his public office, for once looking outside the opened door to the balcony and enjoying a moment of silence. Going through some documents, he slowly drank a glass of wine, savoring every sip, along with the atmosphere

However, the atmosphere was soon interrupted, when someone knocked at the door. Despite Kaze not responding, which normally signaled every sane person that he wished to not be disturbed, a middle-aged man entered the room and slightly bowed.

"Excuse me, sir. I was informed that you wanted to see me?"
For a moment, the eastern tyrant didn't register the newcomer, nor the...obvious dilemma that presented itself, too caught up in his own musings of the sun-drenched city.
And then, his mental ledger matched a name to the voice, even as he turned to berate the newcomer for interrupting his personal time.
And the name was of a man he had ordered slain two days ago.

The glass of wine was suddenly in freefall, the fur-collared cloak flaring as the Heretic spun, personal submachinegun sliding into his grip like magic, rounds clicking home with an icy crackle as he brought it up. Cybernetic eye whirring, Kaze's murderous glare found the newcomer, not wasting time to question their presence or continued existence, intent only on rectifying the error-

And stopped at the last moment, his glass finally hitting the ground and shattering in a spray of red.

Silence falls for a moment, Kaze unmoving...before a mocking smile crosses his face.
"I should have guessed...there's less than five people with access to my office, and only one of them's a kinky enough bitch to wear another man's skin to do so." Weapon disappearing once more, the heretic CEO dropped back into his seat with a grin, kicking his legs up on the desk.. "Then again, you always did have special tastes in what you wear, eh Blutkuss?"

"Oh, bummer... You got me, 'hun."

The man, who stood in front of Kaze's desk put on hand on his face and began to pull, as if it was nothing more than a mask. While pulling, the skin along his neck turned pitch-black, along with his clothes, which seemed to be melting together with the rest of his shape. The figure continued to pull on the face, until nothing than several pitch-black strings connected it to the rest, the appearance of a woman revealed behind it.

The moment, the woman had pulled off the image of the man, she had been ordered to kill, looked at Kaze, her green eyes shining with delight. Blutkuss slowly began to move towards Kaze's desk, while the face of the man had turned into a pitch black lump, which now was sliding other the evenly pitch-black body of the woman. As if it was one liquid, the rest of the mass on her body began to move down and sinking into the ground, until Blutkuss was with absolutely nothing left, except her birthday suit.

Blutkuss sat down on the edge of Kaze's table. Each of her movements put emphasis on her figure, alluring the leader of the Amaterasu  Cooperation with nothing than a few tattoos, hiding certain spots.
"No worries, 'hun. He's dead like you wanted."


Kaze snorted.
"Of course he's dead. You wouldn't be here otherwise." Drawing another glass, he poured himself another drink, before sliding the bottle across the desk with practiced ease. "Knock yourself out, this one's a bit too sweet for my taste."

Taking a sip of his glass, he paused.

"Just try not to get to carried away drinking from the bottle, I know how you like to...enjoy your chance to work your mouth around such shapes." Sniggering at the joke, he took another sip of his glas before his eyes hardened.

"You're a day late. I expected him dead twenty four hours ago."
The unspoken truth of the East lay hidden behind his words. For while the East exemplified freedom and anarchy of the soul, it was a dangerous freedom, one that would devour anyone who lost themselves to it. In the domain of Kaze Mizuki, losing your edge meant losing everything. And as always, the heretic fox was on the lookout for even the slightest hint of it.

While holding the bottle in her hand, Blutkuss turned around and laid down on Kaze's table, looking towards him. With lustful movements, she began to lick over the tip of the bottle, before she put it aside with a deep sigh.
"Blame my northern heritage, but I prefer a strong whiskey over wine, but what I would enjoy even more..."
She let her finger slide over her body, before it looked like she wanted to pull Kaze Mizuki closer.
"...is the original and not a toy, altered within my imagination, 'hun."

Slow and almost silent footsteps came closer from behind Kaze's chair. One moment later, a pair of female arms moved around his chair, the finger gently sliding over the edges of the chair, until they hit Kaze's shoulders. Gently, they began to massage him, while the rest of the body was slowly following, until the head was on one level with Kaze's. While continuing to massage him, Blutkuss began to explain, this time however with a voice, which sounded serious and focused, rather than joyful and alluring.
"There was a reason why I let him live a while longer. He was about to buy himself into the Syndicate. I let him do what he wanted to do, so I could find out more."

The image of Blutkuss, which was still lying on the table, now had pitch-black eyes turned around and continued, where the original body had stopped.
"A list with his partners will follow shortly. Also, I interfered with his transactions and saved the money, boss."

Both appearances of Blutkuss, the original behind Kaze's chair, as well as her double ganger on his table ended the explanation simulatneously.
"Just say it and I will give them a private show."


"Oooh, yeah, that's good." Grimacing, Kaze gives a grunt of appreciation.
"Granted, this'd be a lot nicer if I didn't know exactly where those hands and fingers of yours have been, but hey, no complaints."

Leaning forward, he brought his legs down, crossing them as he leaned one elbow on the armrest. If there was any indication he was swayed by the sultry display of Blutkuss' near naked form, it was indistinguishable from the pits of depthless corruption and debauchery that were the mismatched eyes of the heretic.

"The Syndicate...I'd sooner have expected such tactics from the South, or the North. But if even that irritatingly blunt mute is starting to move into underhanded territory, that's an interesting development."

A shudder, and Kaze practically purred as her hands dug into a particularly stiff muscle.

"DAMN woman if you weren't so bloody useful in the field, I'd've contracted you for this more often! It was worth every cent getting you out of the North, even if you do tend to go through your playthings faster than my accountants approve...get me that list, and you've got yourself a week's paid vacation at that one resort you liked so much last time."

A pause.

"As much as I'd like to finish this matter up, his partners are more useful to me alive than dead, particularly since I may be able to crack down and turn any Syndicate contacts they may have. As for their loyalties...I wouldn't worry. If they could be turned by the Syndicate to betray me..."

A snap of his fingers.

"...it means that they have weaknesses that I in turn can prey on to return them to my way of seeing things."

A brief flicker, and suddenly, they are no longer alone, several astoundingly beautiful women standing on the other side of the desk. Pale skinned, minimally clad, and with long, supple limbs and curvaceous bodies, the foxlike ears and tails give the lie to their human appearance.

"D'aaaawwwww... You know how to make me happy, 'hun. I'll enjoy this week for sure."

Blutkuss stopped massaging Kaze's shoulders and slowly let her hands slide back the way they approached Kaze before. Only a moment later, after the presence behind him as fast as she had appeared, the figure of Blutkuss, which was lying on Kaze's table stood up, without losing eye contact to him. Slowly, she headed back to the entrance of his public office, each step putting emphasis on her gorgeous body. While doing so, her shadow slowly crawled up her body, until she was entirely covered in it, except for her face. One last time, she looked at Kaze, while her shadow began to shape, giving her body an appearance similar to the other females in the room.

"I'll make sure that you get the list, as soon as I have checked in. Also, if you have another job, 'hun... Well... you know where to fine me."

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A new assassin is showing herself on Eternity's End.

Born in Grave City, :iconcrimson43:'s hometown, Blutkuss always had an interest for what normal people would like to not get involved into. Spying out other people's secrets, Thievery, Murder, Kidnapping... All these things were always something, Blutkuss was happily doing, if she could get an advantage or a proper payment, preferably luxury. Additionally, gifted with a gorgeous appearance, she made use out of everything, even her own body. If she's not out on a job, assassinating someone, she can normally be found in strip bar, entertaining the visitors or on the arm of a wealthy person or her next target, no matter if male or female.

However, there's one thing that should be mentioned. Blutkuss likes to be seen, but touching is a priviledge barely anyone gets. So if someone ever gets the invitation for a private show, their final hours are numbered and running down.

Her weapon of choice is her own shadow, which she can manipulate perfectly. Forming a weapon, any piece of clothing or necessary tools is an easy task for her. Her manipulation actually goes so far, that she can let her shadow run around freely as personal individual. In other words, whenever someone sees her, no one can be sure, if it's the original or her shadow, which has taken her form, while the original is on her way to her next target's heart. Additionally, her shadow can also adopt appearances of other persons, fooling almost everyone, only to kill them in a moment of safety.

Her one and only weapon might be her shadow, but that doesn't mean that Blutkuss herself is defenseless. She has some tricks on her own and even if the situation would become toodangerous, she can switch the place with her shadow at any given moment.

Exactly these traits and the love for luxury are what brought her ultimately to the East, into the Amaterasu Cooperation and on Kaze's side as one of his best assassins. Her price is actually very high, but up to now, Blutkuss has never failed to get her target down, mostly doing some extra work, such as getting acces to important information and so on. After all, a happy costumer is willing to pay more.


Watch out Eternity's End.
Don't be fooled by her appearance and more importantly, be careful, if she invites you to a private show. It might be the last thing, you ever see.
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