Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
With April, an activity check has arrived for members to do! Please post on the AC and tag all your accounts, including WIPs and OOC accounts. Failure to post on this AC will result in your accounts being marked inactive or deleted. Please note, due to a late start, the due date for this check has been adjusted for one time and one time only.
Due to my inactivity I will be retiring some of my characters. I am still very much interested in Duality and hope to have more time for RP in the future.
Daichi almost chortled at Mikaela Lye’s attempts to sink him into a trap. Betting would require staying at this table far longer than he had initially planned. The dark-haired man briefly watched Amery’s stiffened movements from the corner of his eye. Rarely did a plan align so fortuitously than this one. Tell Amery they were through “dating” and release himself from the clutches of a certain Neko.
As Ruby slipped the napkin into his hand Daichi tucked it up his sleeve in a subtle motion as the cards were dealt. Sage eyes feigned surprise as the phone in his pocket began to vibrate on cue. Really, as much as he hated technology, it did have its uses. The man promptly picked up the phone, holding a finger up to Mikaela as though to say one minute. A quick furrow of his brow occurred as he pretended to become enraptured in a conversation that didn’t exist before Daichi turned to his overseer.
“I need to make a quick business call,” he’d already fake hung up the phone by now, locking eyes with those smoldering ruby orbs, “put in a bet for me love.”
He slipped his hands into one of his pockets and pressed a sizable amount of chips into her palm before swiftly pressing a kiss to her lips. Why were they so delicate? Women, really. If she wanted to save face with her co-worker, she'd be stuck playing the round so he had a few minutes before she followed him. If she followed him.
Daichi pulled out his phone, looking at the actual source of his ‘call’. A different casino tonight? Curious.
He didn’t dare see if Mikaela was following him as he put the phone to his mouth, pretending to grab a cigarette before realizing that the cat-eared woman still had the entire pack hostage. A brief flash of irritation stabbed at his brow though he quickly recovered. Daichi slid out the back door and, upon seeing that nobody was gracing the trash-lined dead end, stepped out of view of what he would assume was camera before shifting into his spider form.
With his prey now surfaced he had little time to think about Mikaela Lye and why their faux romance irritated him so. Imagining Mikaela Lye in a relationship with anyone was comical at best. Surely nobody would lack the sense of self preservation needed to have any sort of affection for her. Yet, he had agreed to a very awkward family dinner…
No, this was purely to get more information. She was hiding something for sure and if she was going to keep showing up to ruin things, well, the more he knew about her the better off he’d be.
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The assassin supposed that it had been a shot in the dark to try and get more information on his lovely faux fiancé. Still, he had to try. Instead, what ensued was a quip of verbal blows that would draw Anzu’s attention from 10 miles away. Daichi, cut from the same cloth, at least kept his expression the same as he tried to analyze the conversation between relatives.
For a moment he found himself incredibly amused at the suggestion that Mikaela Lye did any kind of charity work. Imagine Ruby reading to young children at a library or handing out food at a soup kitchen. He almost snickered. Almost.
Until Ruby changed her tune and kissed him on the lips.
It was a call on his bluff he was not prepared for. Then, to further throw him off, she spoke words he’d rather ignore. Daichi’s eyes traced the club to land directly on the woman who’s bed he’d slipped out of this morning. A thick mop of blonde hair coupled with the characteristic dark circles as she trudged through the club more like a zombie.
How was she here? He’d fed her enough to keep her out for at least half the day. Daichi didn’t have time to process the fact that Ruby had just planted a kiss on him but rather looked down to the nearest clock. Holy shit. Had Ruby really stalled him that long? This night was definitely falling apart quick. Daichi wanted to scowl at the misfortune that had just crawled over to him but instead a small thought permeated his natural killer instincts.
He'd already lost this assassination. Tonight, was about making things uncomfortable for the lovely saboteur who’d been responsible for that.
“You guys talk too much,” Daichi replied gruffly before lacing his fingers with Ruby’s. If she wanted to keep this little act up, he’d lean into it more. The assassin pulled her lightly, just enough that if she broke away from his lead prematurely it might look like a dissonance of relationship.
As they got further away from her relative, they got closer to one of the card tables that was being set up. By a late dealer with blonde hair. Daichi flopped down on the stool in front of her and then pulled Mikaela close to him in what could only be yet another PDA.
It was time for work drama. What would they do after all, fire him? Once Amery noticed the two it was going to be an absolute shit show. A perfect escape for him really. Possibly even future problems for his fiancé. How fitting. He released his grip from Mikaela before she bit his hand off and sat back, ready to enjoy the show.
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What unfolded at his not so subtle name drop was a font of information on the woman before him. Family really could be annoying at times but it seemed as though Mikaela Lye – and he was happy to know this was at least, in part, tyed to a semi-real family – was not on good terms with her beloved family.
Murder? Stealing? He split his gaze between the two and simply let the answers come to him.
It really only occurred to him now that Ruby had been holding his hand. Strange that he had completely missed that. She had been tracing the scar from her knife wound, whether intentionally or not.
Of course, her hands were gone now, crossed over her chest in the most convincing pout Daichi had ever seen. In fact, he almost dared to call it adorable. A thin line of annoyance traced on her dark brow as the fiery centers of her gaze bore into this poor Adrian Lye person.
“I love torment, what can I say,” he quipped back with a smirk before sending a look at Mikaela, “I also love cake,” the last word was most certainly emphasized. Cake or they’d be dealing with her family member for the next few hours which, he was certain, she didn't want.
Just to make a point, it would be better to be certain this conversation couldn’t end too prematurely.
“You know she told me she hated you but I can’t understand why, you seem well versed on murder and all the important things in life,” he leaned forward on the bar, adapting a more casual posture. If the man wanted to murder him, he probably would’ve already tried. Besides, it almost seemed as though anything Ruby was involved in seemed to just spontaneously combust so surely this man had the same problem what with being related to her, “she also told me you were a poor shot which I guess makes you more of the stabby sort. Naturally, I approve.”
Daichi didn’t dare look at Mikaela as he asked the next question, trying to grab whatever information her relative was willing to share. Well, that was only part of it, the other was to annoy his “fiancé”.
“Now what was that part about her father? I seem to have missed that,” he settled his gaze on the man, perhaps a little too serious.
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Yet another alias, this one Kaylie. Shouldn’t he be unsurprised at this point? Especially given the few, chaotic things he’d learned about her.
Daichi had watched the previous conversation unfold with a smirk on his lips, this one his true feeling. Maybe he had just agreed to something absolutely ridiculous but it wouldn’t be the first time he’d played a roll he never really belonged in. What was delicious was watching Ruby/Mikaela/Kaylie seemingly prod her associate with cautious eyes. This was certainly something that he shouldn’t be involved with.
Perfect.
He mused over which alias would be best to give the man and, much to his own amusement, settled for none. Having heavy associations with an assassin could get Ruby in trouble with the wrong people. Good. Maybe he could get some answers this time. Besides, it was just pretend.
“Daichi Takeshi,” he said coolly before turning to address Ruby’s insistence that they leave to a more-pleasant location which he knew for a fact might be less pleasant. Granted he didn’t really blame her reluctance to get him further away from another contact of hers – the last one had ended up dead.
Blood red eyes sparkled in his direction with false promises but, once again, he supposed he should play the part. Better to have fun with it though.
“And skip my birthday cake? Really now, just because you love me doesn’t mean you can avoid eating some sugar every now and then,” he leaned down toward a menu that was propped up on the bar and tapped the most decadent one of the menu with his finger twice, “this one and then we can play. Like you promised.”
The last words were so sweet sounding that even Daichi wanted to wash his mouth out with soap. Still, it was all part of pushing her buttons. Clearly this hit wasn’t happening anywhere around Ruby so he’d given up for the time being. Keyword time being.
Daichi smiled sweetly in her direction then shot a piercing glance at her contact as though to wordlessly tell him to buzz off. It probably wouldn’t work but at least it might be convincing enough for him to be alone with Ruby… if only to see her irritation bubble over.
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He was swiftly denied his escape when Ruby turned the tides, wrapping her arms around him as though they were suddenly something out of a film noir. There wasn’t really time to recoil but Daichi could’ve sworn he felt a quick jump inside his chest at the action. Damn nekomata always full of unpleasant surprises.
Thankfully, a disapproving noise from the third party caused Ruby to undrape herself and Daichi suddenly felt like he could think again. Regardless, it took longer than usual for him to process her insinuated request. Daichi shifted to kill time – swallowing his initial refusal as Mikaela whispered what might’ve been considered words of encouragement to him.
Captivating. The barbed wire on those words could’ve cut metal it was so sharp. Daichi eyed the person in front of him. Whatever plans Ruby had, he didn’t think having Ruby or any of her associations trailing him was a good idea. Despite the forced hand she’d made him play, Daichi couldn’t help but smirk.
When had life become so boring? He hardly knew.
“Women,” he laughed, genuinely amused, “always finding ways to twist you into an idea that they want you to think was entirely your own. I need to give you a ring first.”
Daichi played into the act, grabbing her hand lightly and showing it off to her less-than-amused cousin. It would probably be enough to get the person gone so long as he agreed to a random dinner with a bunch of strangers. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time.
“Look at these beautiful, delicate hands. Made for all sorts of stabbing. We’ll have to find something fitting of them this week,” he brought Mikaela’s fingers up to his mouth and planted a light kiss, cringing a little at the PDA before he let her hand fall from his grips, “it’d be a shame to leave them undecorated.”
The assassin let his eyes linger on Ruby as though to see right into her.
“Friday works for me,” Daichi said simply, turning his pointed gaze at the individual across from Mikaela.
He’d regret that later for sure.
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Daichi didn’t look back as he pressed his hands against the swinging door that would lead him to a back alley of the club where most of the employees smoked on their free time. A no smoking casino would’ve been considered odd just a decade ago but now it was nearly the norm. Strange how societal shifts happened in such droves. He listened to the door clunk shut behind him and reached for his lighter, flicking it on with a practiced hand.
Nobody was out here today thankfully. The last thing he wanted after another “chance” encounter with Ruby was more small talk. He let his facial expression fall to something more akin to his normal nothingness as one of his hands reached towards his back pocket. Where there should have been a familiar box-like shape there was only, well, pocket.
A slight twitch at the corner of his mouth started as he quickly realized that he’d been pilfered.
“Ruby… you are really trying my patience today…” Daichi muttered under his breath.
For a very brief second, he considered just staying here out of spite and waiting for someone to show with a smoke. It would’ve been the smarter option for sure. But there was something about Ruby that made him less than smart in a way that had him turning around with an irritated expression. Why was she making this so difficult for him? She didn’t even recognize who he was.
Daichi wondered just how anyone could willingly stand this woman.
It was unsurprising to Daichi that Ruby was now at the bar likely annoying someone else. Chasing his customers away. Why was it that she drew so much attention? He found that trait to be the most annoying. As the time passed alongside Mikaela Lye, Daichi knew his assassination was bound to be less and less successful. How irritating.
… and yet, also a bit exciting.
Had there been something in that drink? Or had he really grown that bored? Daichi sauntered back over, this time wearing a smirk on his face. If Ruby wanted to play then who was he to deny her. Since she had so rudely interrupted his business, he was about to return the favor.
Affection, what a bother, and yet he approached the woman from behind and draped his arms over her shoulder affectionately before resting his chin on her head.
“Are you bothering my woman here?” he shot a sly expression at the man she had been talking to, “I understand she can be quite endearing but she’s helping me fend the bar tonight so I’m going to have to ask you to try and pick up a different worker today.”
Daichi drew away before Ruby could bite him, patting her head affectionately.
“Isn’t that right Mikky?” to seal his death ticket, he ruffled those dark chestnut locks and prepared himself for a full-blown stab in the gut. To his credit he didn’t break eye contact with the person across from Ruby.
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