The Crimson Orchestra (Lover Girl)

[Lilith]

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This thread will contain a fair amount of violence, sexual situations, and overall lewd N' rudeness. It will also probably be a little lengthy. It will also mainly focus on the exploits of Lilith's new job, and way of life. Along with [obviously] the assistance of a one, Lessien Melwasul. Thus being said, the thread itself will have little to do with the Sport of Professional Wrestling.

There is no "Ninja Cam" involved in this. There will be no outlook on the events that transpire in this thread [and one set up to follow], inside the world of GCW's media. Thus being said, as stated above. It's really more of an explanation, and a fun ride to go along with Lilith's new life. Should you not want to experience that, hit the "Home" icon at the top of the forum



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"Hey look who the cat dragged in all over again. I thought you were going out to pick up on underprivileged foreigners."

Chicago Slums C.O. HQ\Top Floor - Bellaria Hotel
3:47 am

"Vi, shut up and get back to work. We need those blue prints by sun up."

"Oh come now Sol... Vi just missed me, didn't you Vi? Don't hide it, you were jealous when you heard I was gonna go demoralize a sweet young thing weren't you?'

The sounds of several voices fill the "gorgeous V.I.P." suite of the Bellaria Hotel. It was a dive to say the least, but it was outside of certain police radar and dragnets. So it worked. The small laughing and chuckling of the collection of girls stops quickly, as the new meat, the outsider steps into the fray.

"Whoa whoa... The hell is this?"

"That, Obi. Is the best candidate I know of to take your job as a H.A. expert, sweetie."

Lilith laughs to herself as she hunches over the small, frail Vi. Vision in full, an odd name given to a human being, but due to her computer abilities it fit. Lilith taps the monitor with her finger before sighing, she stares down at Vi's golden locks of hair, taking a long, teasing whiff of them.

"! Hey! I'm working!"

"Shush, you love it when I fawn over you. Obi, c'mere."

Lilith waves her hand over silently, the tallest and most disgruntled looking "employee" of the group walks over to Lilith and Vi's location. Obi. Obsidian. The H.A. - Heavy Arms expert. If you didn't understand that, it means in a nutshell, she's good with guns.

"That's my partner for this little dance. She's-"

"A fucking outsider is what she is."

Sol. The boss. Sol used to be a drug dealer a couple years back, she wasn't very good at it, ended up getting arrested a couple times. She found while in prison, she was very good at hurting people. She decided to make a living out of that. She's usually pissed off, some believe she has a permanent cycle that goes year round. Scientists have decided to leave this potential phenomena alone, and just move on.

"... She smells like we do."

The small, almost cowering voice emerges from behind Lessien. A short, small female. Almost teenage in appearance walks by, her long hair flows down over some of her face. A large, blood stained cleaver, firmly clutched in her left hand.

"Jewel, you know you're not supposed to carry that around when you're done with it."

"... Sorry Sol."

She rubs her eyes, the sleeves of her long shirt covering her little hands and wrists. The loud, clanging sound of the cleaver hitting the floor fills the room with noise as she drops it abruptly.

".. Ah... sorry.... it started to slip.."

".... First fucking day she's here and all of you come out like circus freaks."

"Hey fuck you Lil, I'm tired of you acting like you're the head shi-"

Lilith steps forward quickly, her leg swept behind that of Obi's. She slams her palm into the taller and darker woman before her, sending her down to the ground like gravity's bitch. Vi instantly jumps up from her seat in a fluster; Sol sighs at the surprisingly usual busy like atmosphere and chatter clustered group. Jewel stays standing, staring up at the new body, Lessien Melwasul. She seemed interesting, and oddly, familiar.

"Will you all KNOCK THE SHIT OFF! We have to get fucking ready for this in a couple hours or so, and now... all God damned hope, rests on the Seductive Sparky;...

... And a fucking newbie? Are you shitting me Lilith? I told you to find someone reliable, someone who knew what the fuck was going on. Where'd you yank this one from, a damn sweatshop? You think just cause the Triad's hired us for this you "NEEDED" to bring a fuckin' asian?!"

Lilith glares over in Sol's direction. Obi snorts and dusts herself off as she rises from the ground. Poor Vi is caught up in trying to remove her glasses from the pin tacked on her shirt. Jewel, remains stationary, staring at Lover Girl.

Lilith, was now pissed.

"... First off.... Sol. I, KNOW... what I'm doing. Second off... Sol...

Lover Girl, KNOWS, what she's doing... and most importantly..."

Lilith takes the required steps to close the distance between her and Lover Girl. She stares at the still quiet Lessien, it was like nothing she'd ever seen before. Lessien wasn't talking, at all. It was creepy, she knew one of two things could be going on;

One, Lessien was surveying the place, the people, and the atmosphere.

Or, two;...

Lessien was just enjoying this shit far to much to interrupt the Three Stooges plus 1 act the group had going on. She sighs softly before turning her gaze to Sol, still remaining close to Lessien's body. And Jewel's inattentive gaze.

"... If she doesn't come with me, I'm not doing it... period. Fuck, the Triads, and fuck... The Russians."

The room falls silent, deafly, silent. A pin could drop and it'd shatter eardrums. It had been decided earlier, that Lilith was the only one able to take this particular job. Due to her familiarity with Chicago, from her time as a wrestler in the town. If she didn't do it, the job would fall flat... and there would be some heavily, pissed off Triad members left holding the Black Bag.

And you don't want, pissed off Triads.

[Lessien Melwasul]

~So this was hell. It wasn't a question in Betty's mind. It was now a irrefutable fact. She stayed where she was, playing statue with her arms folded over her chest. Eyes danced from face to face but even Alice knew this was no time for expression. She played stone as well. Information poured in from the stance. Lessien was surely the oldest now at 39 years of age. But the woman named Sol? She wasn't far off and she was also the boss. You could see them a mile away.~

~A flash of heat as Lilith stood up for her, and it wasn't between her legs. Lilith standing up for Lessien was a formula of weakness that wasn't going to equate to happiness on any day ... even this one.~

"Oh, do shut up Lilith before this menagerie you call a group thinks you've gone soft at devour you, head and all."

~She kept her eyes on Sol the entire time she spoke, hands now loosely at her side she took a relaxed step or two towards the computer alignment and the one Lilith called Vi. She could feel her own shoulder straps bite a little. Sure she was armed. They all were, or close enough, and she could probably drop two before she would fall dead. That was something Betty called a successful transaction.~

"I'm quite verifiable, Lover."

~Betty stood behind Vi, her eyes still never leaving Sol. She stood there for two reasons. One, Betty wasn't lying. She rarely did. She was quite verifiable under several names and two bank accounts all quietly encrypted and tucked away deep in the Third World wastes. To a knowledgeable eye, the transaction information would read like a biography of the work she did before fame ... a bounty hunter and at times a 'mechanic'. She made things go for cash and her fee had done nothing but rise over the years.

The second reason she stood behind Vi? No brains. No body. It was the law of human nature. If things went bad, she would splatter Vi's brains across the monitors and this little collection would fall apart before Lessien's form was buried at sea.~

"Pretty."

~Alice swam in the scene as Betty leaned over Vi's shoulder and typed a few numbers into a blank notepad.~

"Find me if you can."

~Vi responded to the challenge as all geeks do. Programmed execution and cold, cold, cold. She was on task, and Betty had no doubt her information would be up for all to see. But most importantly, Sol. Alice almost hoped Vi failed, so they could all dance together.~

[Lilith]

"I can almost see how this is gonna end..."

"What, I thought she was your ringer Lil? You ain't got no confidence in the psycho?"

"Hey, Obi... as much as I enjoy beating the hell out of you on a daily fucking basis? Why don't you go piss off into the kitchen and get something to eat...

I coulda sworn we had some KF-ucking C in there."

Obi nearly erupts. Lilith continues to try and egg her on as Vi and Lessien have their comp-trolling computing fun in digital hell. The sound of the door slamming halts all the motion in the room. Lilith turns her attention to the sound and sighs, rubbing the back of her neck.

"... Shit."

"..... WHO, THE HELL.... MADE ALL THIS FUCKING-... YOU RAT BASTARDS!!! I-... I.. !!"

"... Yoko's home."

Yoko, the poor, poor human being with the misfortune of being the 'maid' of the group. Poor... poor girl. She also had a semi homicidal side when it came to having to do her job. She despised cleaning as a whole. Lilith very quietly, nonchalontly... sneaks behind the small teenage like Jewel. In a obviously idiotic attempt to hide behind someone nearly nine inches shorter.

"So help me God, I'm going to rip a leg off of-..."

Yoko's rant stops short as she enters the main room. It was of course no doubt due to the new body in the fold. She stares at Lessien, stares at Sol. Lessien, Sol. Sol, back to Lessien. A side of Obi to make things politically correct before going back to Lessien. Finally, landing on Lilith.

"Fuck..."

"You... were supposed to bring in a professional. Someone who would make this job easier on you. Easier on them, EASIER ON ME!!

YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO CLEAN UP BLOOD AND CHEMICAL FUCKING WEAPONRY?! GOD DAMMIT SPARKY-"

"Do NOT call me Sparky Yoko, and for your information... Lover Girl is playing tit for tats with Vi on the information super highway. When was the last time you saw someone manage that without being cut into pieces by Jewel?"

"... I'm sorry...."

"... Jewel, that's not what I-"

"Everybody... shut, UP! FUCK!... Just, let the new meat and Vi finish, God damn..."

The room falls silent again. Lilith stares back over in Lessien's direction. She had faith in Lessien.

...

No really, she did.

...

.... No, I'm being srsly here. Lilith has immense faith in Lessien, for three VERY good reasons.

One; Lessien is a business woman. She will do what it takes to get her cut.

Two; Lessien is OBVIOUSLY head over heels for Lilith. You can tooootally see it in their body language, srsly. Remember the time they rubbed each others calves and thighs in Lilith's office in Detroit with lotion? Yeah, so there

But most of all, Three; Lessien has a strong desire to remove Lilith's perfectly sculpted ass and thighs from the rest of her torso via mutilation. This means that she won't let anyone else get to Lilith;

Before SHE, gets to Lilith.

[Lessien Melwasul]

Vi was an artist who approached information as a living entity. A single organism that flowed seamlessly into itself. Very few people had the minds eye for the approach and even less had the intellectual dexterity to put it into practice. Vi was an exception and exceptional. In the amount of time it took everyone to shut the fuck up, she was knocking at the door of Lessien's private accounts buried in small but very protected bank in the country of Mauritania.

~Betty knew little of computers. Alice knew even less than that. But Betty knew how to pay people to hide her assets. It unnerved her slightly that Vi had found it with a single clue in under five minutes.~

"Information if the key to everything."

Vi was oblivious that her actual life hang in the balance of how the next few minutes went. She was one with the stream unfolding on her tri-panel display.

"Verifying."

~Curious eyes cut to the screen as Alice closed her eyes to visualize the worst case scenario. Vi first to behead this bitch dragon. Yoko second because she was the last to annoy Betty. Third, she would be dead ... probably by the one Lilith stood behind.~

"Hidden jewels."

"Got it."

Vi leaned back as a hard copy was printed and made its way to Sol's hands.

~Betty removed her hands from her pockets.~

Sol read the list with a careful eye. It read like a road atlas, with pay offs and correlations to countries and assignments. Extensive listings in bail bonds, standard issue bounty hunter work ... bread and fucking butter stuff... Cowboy work. But every 10 or 15 lines there was something that lifted her brows just the slightest. When checked against dates? Lessien had done seven high-pro jobs. Two of which had been run head long against Sol's paid interests. Bitch, she thought to herself. But a verified bitch. She passed the papers off to the menagerie. Her eyes back on Lessien Melwasul.

Sol laid it out.

"Take a look. Then say it. In or out? I don't care what you say Lilith. We are all in or fuck it, we get picked off one by one after this shit dies right here. In or out. That's the deal, and I'll start."

She stared into those annoying glasses.

"In."

Vi was still coming down off the trail.

"She's slick and that trail was brutal to follow. In."

~Betty didn't relax, there was some fucked up shit in this room. Alice kept the replay going

deep

inside. But her attention faltered by jewel eyes.~

[Lilith]

"... I'm okay with it.."

The soft sound of Jewel picked up the sound as the list of trails was scanned down. Lilith herself looked at it, a soft chuckle. She enjoyed that shit right there. Who had known, the timid and soft spoken Lessien...

...

She's a caring soul deep down don't you know

"Tch..."

"... Obi. I don't think you get the situation. Regardless of what Sol says... it doesn't really matter, what any... of you think."

The room falls silent. All major eyes turn to Lilith's, easily egotistical statement. Despite her naturally arrogant nature, Lilith wasn't 'actually' the one in charge of this job... or the group. That didn't really, seem to phase her right now. Obi almost has a grin of satisfaction on her face, knowing Lilith may have finally pushed the last button.

".... I'm sorry. What was that, Lil?"

".... I'm.. sure she meant... something else...."

"No, Jewel. I meant, what I said."

Lilith slips her hands into her back pockets slowly. She pulls her gloves out with very careful intent. Slowly, she hooks the tips of her fingers under the opening.

"I, would really... think carefully, about what you do next. Lilith."

".... I'm the only one who can do this job. If she doesn't come with me, I don't do it.... and then, we can sit here and rot. While the Triads come on down the hill... and pick which of us will make good house girls, and which will taste good with plum sauce...

So... if it's a 'all or nothing' kind of vote... then if she doesn't make it in..."

In a flurry, it all happens so fast. Lilith slides her hand into the glove, the second she does the sensation of a blade grazes her lower back. She spins halfway around, the sound of the charge of electricity fills the air. Footsteps rush in from various directions.

".... Then I don't have a problem just dying right here.

...

Do you?"

Her left hand, gloved with the electrical generating glove. Her fingers, wrapped around the side of Jewel's neck. Ready and willing. Jewel's cleaver, pressed up against the front of Lilith's exposed midriff. Obi, the barrel of a hand gun, already pressed against Lilith's temple. Sol simply shook her head in exhaustion. Always a fucking show.

"... I don't want to fight her...."

Jewel slowly, drops the cleaver once again. Lilith smiles at her politely. We have a winner. Obi sighs before lowering her gun, almost an angry look towards Jewel as she walks away.

"... Fine, whatever. Let the bitch in."

"... We love you too Obi.....

... Thanks Jewel."

A hidden wink as she lets go of Jewel's neck. Slipping the glove off before stretching out, cracking her back. She pats Jewel on the head before blowing a kiss across the room to her chibi lover from another mother who was probably dropped as a child, Lessien Melwasul.

"Looks like we get to dance together again, Lover Girl."

[Lessien Melwasul]

"I'm all a quiver, can't you tell from there?"

~Betty let herself relax just a little, as the try outs seemed to be over ... for now. Much to the consternation of Vi, the scent of tobacco smoke soon invaded upon her precious machinery.~

"Just make sure I get paid, Lover. Then we can wrap this up and I can get back to the way things are supposed to be. Me ... alone ... hating you ... without a map or navigator."

~Another endearing trait of the relationship between Lilith and Lessien. No matter what was said, they never lied to each other. They did and meant exactly what they said. Betty looked over her shoulder at Lilith's relaxation display.~

"Blessing."

"Curse."

~It was all the same now as eyes drifted back down to Jewel. Alice's eyes narrowed tight on her, a Fairy Tale waiting to explode somewhere in her juncture of synapses. Betty wanted to get the fuck out of here before the next sorority pillow fight broke out ... or maybe she would take the quietest one back to her bed to see what made her tick.~

"Time."

~Alice said under her breath as the form of Lessien left the center of the room to find somewhere less obvious to stand. She'd had enough meaningless fucking judgment for one night. It was time for some meaningful judgment ... her on them and so far it the jury of two was out.~

Vi: Impressive.
Sol: Lilith's bitch more than boss. A real boss would have put a strict caliber in Lilith's skull and then figured out what to do next. Maybe not a real boss, but if Lessien was boss. That's exactly how the last scene would have

gone

down.

Jewel: A scared little child.

"Hm."

~Betty didn't believe it for a second, immune to Alice's usual homicidal lovefest. As has been established several times, Alice is actually the scary one.~

Obi: Betty wanted to fight her, and probably would before this transaction was through. Just because it was officially on her list of things to do.

~The rest were noise she need to settle on and read. She took another long drag and watched the time bomb ease back, just as Lilith did.~

[Lilith]

"She so loves me, just shy around new people."

"... Is that so.."

Jewel ponders at Lilith's outgoing confidence on the issue. Sol had all but had enough of this BBC like "high class comedy" BS. She pulls a lighter out, getting ready to head out and grab some smokes.

"I'm going out till the 13th hour, Yoko! Call me when it's time alright?"

No response from the would be maid, the understanding was already clear. Sol was obviously not in a good mood with how Lilith had conducted her own business in the situation. With the huff of anger and a glare of unease towards both Lilith and Lessien, Sol was out the door.

Lilith on the other hand finally breathed easy before looking back at Jewel.

"I'm going to go have a shower. You wanna come with?"

"... Wha-"

"I'd ask Lover Girl there, but knowing her...

... You know..

I might not come back out with all of my necessary limbs."

"... Bu-"

"Stop teasing her Lil! You know how Jewel is about that kind of stuff."

"Hands off the property huh Vi? Shame, I thought you would have gone for the Puppet Master over there instead of the jailbait."

Lilith was of course, referring to Lessien. Her ability to manipulate situations was the original thing that drew the two to one another back when they first had met. That and the strong chemical reaction of each other's pheromones going homicidal with rage, fury, hate and vile.

The typical love story.

"Lover Girl, the details of everything will be disclosed just before we head out. Do me a favor and don't kill the minority, we're running on a scholarship to avoid radar you know."

The sounds of Obi barking at Lilith didn't really bother her. Her eyes locked with Lessien for a second before she turned away and began her way to the bathroom. She didn't like this. Her so called relationship with Lessien was fragile enough as was, with them wanting to kill, rape, kill, rape, kill, rape each other repeatedly.

Now?

Now Lilith was adding gasoline to a unstable fire, the problem was she herself had set the fuse. She sighs heavily before closing the bathroom door behind her. Quickly the sound of water running fills the air.

".... Was she always like this....."

It wasn't exactly a large kind of question. But for Jewel to ask anything period was a little odd. She stares up at Lessien, her large eyes seemed dead. Almost doll like. It was creepy in it's own kind of Dead Silence sort of way. She looked young, very young. Jewel had the shell of a 15 year old girl, the only problem with that was she's actually 23. The short darkened pine green dress hung from her body. A shoulder exposed, blood stains covering most of the material.

Jewel was the Cleaner for the group.

The one who would hack, and slice certain... things, into pieces for easy disposal. Once she had finished with things and removed... certain things from a job site, Yoko would take over and do her damn best to make sure you couldn't tell a fucking fly had been in the room. But something about her wanting to know more about Lilith, more about Lessien...

Something just seemed creepy, her large eyes staring blankly up at the new found 'team mate'.

"... Or did someone do it to her...."

[Lessien Melwasul]

~Not many things freaked Betty out, but there were a few: Alice's definition of sex. Lilith's choices in living cock and now this. She looked around the room for a diversion, only Vi and her

hard

drive. She was on her own, for now. She looked down much to Alice's glee.~

"Well aren't you a freaky little snack pack."

~Betty blew a stream of smoke straight up into the air, hoping Jewel would vanish into it. But it, she, just kept staring at her. She cursed Lilith for not giving her any information to work with. How could she possibly fuck her over to the side of death if she had nothing to work with. That was on top of the curse she placed on Lilith for having the audacity of even being born ... and now? This.~

"Close your eyes."

~Alice mused.~

"For the love of all that I fucking hate. I'll answer your question if you look far away."

Jewel only looked even ... blanker. If that was possible. Betty wished for a stick in annoyance.

"Lilith ..."

~Venom tainted.~

"Lilith did that to Lilith. Didn't she tell you the story? To amuse you before what ever fucked up job they keep you special for? No?"

~Betty sat for a moment, wondering what strings to pull as Alice tugged her own.~

"Late at night, when you were alone."

"Whatever the fucking time, Lover. Lilith is the ultimate joke of the universe. She can have everything, everyone, anyway at all ... and the only price is she has to destroy herself."

~Betty took a long drag, looking into herself.~

"A bargain really, far above the going street rate."

~Betty omitted the fact that she shared a similar affliction, though not as lethal as Lilith's. Still, there was no doubt in either mind that, when it was time the mind's of Lessien would be driving her to hell. No one else. Self destruction was the ultimate kiss.~

Jewel remained an emotionless pit. You threw a stone into it and you never heard it again.

~Alice wanted her to feel, and she really didn't care what.
~
"What happened to you?"

Jewel asked in the exact same voice as before ... the exact same look. Only now the attention was on Lessien and that was much, much worse.

"Me, her and I."

~Betty exhaled the final tail, dropping it to the floor and grounding it out. She could still feel the empty eyes.~

"I wouldn't want to bore you, Jewel. What would you do with such a happy tale? Hmm? Dream about what could never be for you. I'm the natural evolution of the hard life. Live forever in there."

~Betty looked down at her again.~

"Now why don't you be a dear ... run along to the bathroom and hack the first thing you find into a million pieces."

~She listened to the shower run and smiled. If only it were that easy.~