tampered | Log; Ongoing

After some debate Jan decided not to change out of the 'Aeon Flux' outfit. It would be far easier to make his way thru the crowd if he fitted-in wearing fetish like many of the others rather than stand-out looking overdressed in jeans and a tshirt.

Once outside his decision proved correct. Yes he was getting cat-calls and friendly gropings as he made his way along the outer most edge of the gathering but nobody made any real effort to yank him into an alleyway. Maybe it was the imposing 6ft plus stature, the Glock he had straped to his side (done more as a means to be able to carry cigarettes and a lighter) or the determined look in his yellow eyes why nobody pushed their luck with the vampire.

Still it was hard going - the wonderful feel of sun and hands on his dark-skin, the smell of excitement and sex in the air, the music calling to him.

Join the parade, join the parade, join the parade....

Took willpower and keeping Ran's face in his mind that kept him from succumbing to it all.

There was a brief scare at seeing Jack and Sands in the crowd, but they were easily avoid. Given what was going-on Jan highly doubted the pirate spotted him and even if he did probably wouldn't have said anything to the blindman.

Finally making it to Ran's, Jan sighed with relief. The temptation almost got him but now safetly inside the warehouse the parade's power had greatly lessened. Just in case it was a lull in the circus's magic, he hurried-up the stairs to her apartment at the very top.

Knocked at the door, "Ran??!!"

At the sound, Haineko padded to the door and nudged it open with her nose, purring when she saw him. She moved away and allowed him into the room, then dispersed into a cloud of ash.

Ran sat on the couch, eyes closed as she half dozed, half meditated, but it didn't take too long for tired eyes to open when she noticed she wasn't alone anymore.

After a moment, she shot him a weary half smile. "Don't you look cute?" The dark robe shifted on her shoulders as she moved to a more comfortable position.

Before the puma poofed-out Jan got in a quick caress of her ears. He felt a bit sad Haineko didn't want to stick around in her feline form.

Closing the door quietly, Jan looked over at Ran's slumped form on the couch. No visible wounds but her skin color looked off and the closed eyes....he began to wonder if maybe she was asleep or had passed-out.

She suddenly opened them and he felt silly just standing there like a store window dummy in a bondage boutique. The remark about his appearance however broke the ice and got his tongue working, "Oh this old fuckin thing, I had it for ages." Jan laughed.

He walked over and sat carefully (to prevent any unnesessary jostling to Ran's body) on the couch's left arm. "So what exactly is wrong with you cause the robe is covering-up alot?" Jan looked worried over at her "Or is that why you're wearin it?"

Ran made a point to scoot over to let Jan sit next to her if he wanted, biting back a wince as she did so. "You look like a bondage Ken doll," she muttered as she settled herself back into a comfy position.

"I didn't feel like showing off the chunks missing out of my back. My arms..." The shrug she offered him was a tiny one as she pushed one sleeve up to show violent red lines. "I've just got them healed, but it's been slow. And tiring."

She sighed and leaned her head back, this time allowing the wince to be seen. "Haineko's tired too... but we were able to accomplish something last night that would seal my captaincy if I was back in Seireitei."

"Ken is a pussy-whipped blue-eyed blond with a fuckin bad haircut!!" Jan mocked scowled, showing a bit of fang for good measure. Did a showy display of running a hand slowly thru his black spikey hair followed by a dramatic blowing of bangs out of the eyes. Ended the number with a sexy toss of the head, looking with exaggerated seductiveness at Ran. All done in an attempt to make her smile.

Moved slowly down to sit next to her. Gently taking the arm she showed him, "I can fix stuff like this if you're OK with being licked." He murmured, pulling the sleeve up higher to see the other nasty marks.

"Whatever you did had better be fuckin worth it to have this shit done to you."

She snorted at the display, but couldn't help but smile. "You're an idiot, Jan." The comment was mumbled in humour, so she didn't think he'd be offended by it.

She pulled her arm away and shook the sleeve back down over it. "The arms'll be fine in a hour or so. It's my back I'm worried about." Gingerly, she leaned forward and brushed her fingers over the unsheathed sword on the table in front of them.

"I was trying to call my bankai last night by siphoning power away from the city a little at a time. It worked, but it backfired on us. Instead of yanking the power away, it overflowed it. The extra power needed some way out, so it followed Haineko when she left, but it didn't seep out of my skin like she did... it ripped its way out."

The look she leveled on Jan was serious. "I could heal my back, but it would take days, and if I did, I'd be useless for a week after I was done."

Flashed a fanged smile at her, white teeth dazzling against the gold lip rings and dark-skin. But the playfulness quickly disappeared in light of the seriousness of the situation. Jan settled back in the couch to think over what Ran told him. Leather gloved hand toying absentmindedly at the dog collar around his neck.

Dropped the hand down a minute later to join its mate in his lap, "I get everything but the bankai. What the fuck is that? And the rippin, did that happen all over your body but you got yourself mostly healed already?

Ran pulled the blade into her hands and leaned back as she pondered how much to tell Jan. Instead, she thought she'd show him what her zanpakutou truly was. "You've seen Haineko in one of her forms already..." With a quiet phrase, the blade shimmered away into a cloud of ash that surrounded them before dropping down to linger around the legs of the table. In the blink of an eye, the table was several inches shorter, and the ash was settling back near their heads. Another word from Ran, the ash congealed into the shape of a large gray cat, who immediately went to lay her head in Jan's lap.

"Those are her shikai releases... her initial ones. Bankai is something much... bigger, or more powerful. Each zanpakutou is different, so each ability is different. It's up to the shinigami to find the different powers their blade has. Last night, I was able to pull Haineko into myself, which caused... quite a few changes. The reason I got so torn up was the fact that she was trying to get lose before all the power burned us both out."

Ran smiled fondly down at the cat, reaching over to pull on one ear. Haineko bared her teeth at her mistress, but didn't seem too irritated at the tease.

"The worst of the injuries were on my torso and arms... not so much my legs. Probably because I was sitting down when it happened. It's easier to heal when I can touch the wounds..."

The demonstration with the table confused Jan. He got the sword's ability to change and do things like being a conductor for energy, but making a coffee table shorter??!! If this was a cartoon there would be a funny ending to the begining of this visual joke. Shook his head slightly in annoyance at not understanding.

Haineko's attentions put him in a better frame of mind. Mentally shrugging-off the table (now deemed unimportant) Jan happily stroked the animal.

After a little thought the manner of Ran's injuries did make sense. He pictured the power shooting-up like a geyser thru the highest points which were probably raised arms. Backwash would travel down along those points and down over her chest and back.

Jan smiled inwardly, pleased with himself for figuring-out a logical explanation on his own with a little help from the Law of Gravity.

"I think I can fix you, BUT...." Mischievous look crossed over his face, "Only if you take back that bondage Ken doll remark." He teased.

She stared at him for a long moment before rolling her eyes. "Alright, alright, I'll take it back. You're not a bondage Ken doll. Now, will you please help me so I can get some rest? I'm tired and there's no way I could sleep with this. Even if you can start the healing, I can stand to let it heal a bit slower like my arms."

She took a quick look at her arms, and sure enough, they sported pink lines that were fading.

Having yanked-off his gloves to better pet Haineko, Jan ran his fingers thru her fur enjoying the softness. Both cat and vampire rumbled in pleasure.

Final worry at her ears, the chorus ended. Jan slide himself out from under Haineko's head and stood-up. "Don't take this the wrong way," He said looking over at still seated Ran, "But we need to do this in bed."

She hauled herself to her feet with a groan, turning away so he wouldn't see the frown cross her face. "Don't worry... I won't take it the wrong way." Feet light, she pads off to her bedroom and sits down on the edge of the bed, still not really looking at Jan.

"Sad thing is, this'll be the most action I've seen since I got to this fucking city." She takes a moment to curse under her breath before she peers over at him. "Alright. So what do we do?"

"Hey I haven't been gettin any either." He said with a shrug and a sad smile, walkin towards her. Funny thing to say in light of what he's wearing.

It wasn't, despite his complaining about not being able to get a date, a lack of offers - gotten just as many here in the City as he did on the Outside. No longer having to do it to gather info, get close to targets, and or let off steam Jan simply didn't feel a need anymore for casual sex.

Not to say he didn't enjoy flirting or being admired, even physically touched. Loved the attention he got earlier from crowd. The oggling, yelling, whistling, tugging on the harness or piercings, fingertips sliding down dark flesh and black leather.

Passing by a window right outside the room, he glanced out at the parade. Things were still in full swing but the music was different. Still the same tune but....shit right on the tip of his mind and it wouldn't come forward.

Raked a hand thru his hair in frustration then just as quickly shrugged it off to join the earlier discarded table.

He moved-on into Ran's bedroom, the leather thigh-high boots making an occasional soft creaking sound.

"All you got to do is take-off the robe and get comfortable layin on your stomach. I lick the wounds they heal-up and that's it."

Ran shrugged off her robe, not caring a bit about the casual nudity she so often preferred when she wasn't working or out in public. Haineko padded into the room, growling something that made Ran snort before she lay down on the bed, wiggling a little to get comfortable. Once she was settled, she shot a nasty look at the cat, who was now perched by her mistress' side, watching Jan.

"I am not being a baby. It hurt and you know it." Haineko merely purred and stared up at Jan, tail flicking as if she was amused.

Three long gashes lay along her back, surrounded by smaller ones. The large cuts were still bleeding sluggishly, but the others were sealing themselves slowly.

"Think you can fix those," she asked, voice muffled by the pillow her face was buried in.

Jan, leaning-up against the dresser, watched unsurprised. He had seen plenty of nudity before there wasn't any reason to gawk.

The wounds on her back were another story, gasped in shock at those. Pushed away from the dresser and moved around to sit on the unoccupied-by-large-cat side of the bed.

Leaned down to look over the injured flesh. Deep and raw with ragged edges like cuts but with the scent of burns. Holding his hand close over one he could feel the heat rising from it. Looking up made eye contact with Haineko. The cat's ears flicked back as her pupils dilated showing the vampire the worry she kept from Ran. Jan reached over to give her a quick ear scratch for reassurance, then turned attention back on the woman laying before him.

Gently stroked the back of Ran's neck, "Yeah I can fix them."

The touch on the back of her neck wasn't expected, so she jumped a little before she settled back down into the unkept covers. After the shock wore off, she closed her eyes and sighed. "'M too tired to do anything about 'em right now..."

Because of the wounds, couldn't give her a reasuring patting on the shoulder. Jerked his hand back at her reaction, feeling a little hurt that the gesture was misinterpreted or worse.

"You don't have to do anything," he said quietly turning away slightly, "But if my touchin you bothers you that fuckin much...."

"It doesn't bother me... Look, 'm tired and in pain. All my nerves are overreacting." She wasn't lying, but she didn't bother to mention that the last person that had touched her so personally betrayed her and her friends.

"Please, Jan... it's not that."

"Sorry being empathic makes me fuckin hyper-sensitive sometimes." Not the total truth since he didn't 'read' her, but being too emotional in general that he still had problems with. Getting killed by Uriel alot of pent-up, unresolved rage and pain was shedded. No longer so weighed down with emotional bagage, Jan was able to keep better focused. In the past would have gotten upset, now he sat thinking.

Drummed pointed nails lightly on a leather clad knee. The wounds were closer to burns than cuts, 'cold' licking seemed the best way to go in healing them.

Because still ate and processed food Jan was able to maintain a human-like body temperature along with a regular heartbeat and breathing. But also had the ability to switch to 'vampire' - very slow heart rate, breath only when needing to speak or taking in scents and low body temperature. Luke described the pleasingly cool feeling of vampire skin the best - Like a marble floor on a hot summer day.

The change-over took a few minutes. He shivered briefly than adjusted. Although the switch was easy enough to do and not in anyway painful, prefered not to do it unless necessary. Jan liked to be warm. One of the major reason's he didn't miss London was the fuckin cold weather.

"Made some body changes so I'm gonna feel different." Reached-out and lightly touched Ran's shoulder, careful this time not to surprise her.

The hand on her shoulder was chilly this time, but Ran didn't move or shift under his touch. She merely took a deep breath and hummed quietly. Haineko had settled herself near Ran's head, curled as close to her mistress as she could be. Slim fingers were gently closed around the tip of the cat's tail, thumb idly sliding over the fur as she evened her breathing out.

She was trying to drop into one of the medatative states all shinigami were taught in the Academy, but it was only half working. Still, half was better than nothing.

"'s ok, Jan... so cool now."

Without a word in reply, slid his fingers slowly down her shoulder, moving towards the nearest gash. Still keeping the contact light, they moved along it's outer-edge feeling the crispy-like texture. The plan was to both cool the flesh and prepare it for what was to come.

Working his tongue rapidly around in his mouth stimulated the gland underneath at its base to produce the rapid healing agent to clean and mend wounds.

Still stroking, he leaned-in face a few inches away. Long tongue reached out the tip following close behind the fingers' trail.

A shiver crawled under her skin when she felt his fingers trace the marred skin of her back. The touch was cool on the painful skin, soothing but pushing overworked nerves a little further than they'd already been.

She bit a soft moan back when the touch changed to something slightly damp, her fingers twitching in the hold on Haineko's tail.

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