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[Chellienne Chauntall]

She loathed this place. Not because of the place itself, but because of what it housed. That cursed item which had held her prisoner for so many years, that had trapped her soul for centuries. Until now, of course.

Standing in the entrance to the Domino Museum, Chellienne looked about with a seemingly uncaring expression. No one could have guessed to the rage and hate that was boiling beneath her placid expression. Her dark and emotionless eyes gazed around the area, stopping every once and a while to gaze upon the people that surrounded her. Some of them were students from the school she went to know, others were adults. And of course there were the children.

Small children were laughing and talking loudly and running all around, as if this were some sort of playground. It annoyed her. If there hadn't been so many people, and it wouldn't put her plans in jeopardy, she would have taken care of the nuisances the moment she entered the building. But no, it would have done more harm than good. She needed to play the part of the innocent and not draw attention to herself. How dull.

Passing the people by without a glance, she could feel them giving her looks. It wasn't surprising; her outfit wasn't exactly the same as what the people around her wore. She chose to dress as she had so many centuries ago, although it was admittedly a bit shorter. The hem went to about her knees, and in truth she looked more like a doll than a living girl. Although could she really be called living after so many years?

Pushing these thoughts aside Chellienne made her way to the back of the museum. On a wall, almost completely by itself, was a mirror. It was protected by a glass case and for obvious reasons; the frame around the mirror looked ancient, and it was. The mirror had undoubtedly been around long before Chellienne was born; for all she knew it might have been a thousand years old.

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, a small smirk came upon her features. It was one of the few expressions she was likely to show and it never meant anything good. She pressed her hand to the glass case that seperated her and the mirror, staring into the reflective glass. Looking past the glass and into the depths of the mirror were revealed, to her eyes only, a couple of men banging their fists against the glass and crying out, though their cries were silent. A slight chuckle escaped her; how amusing it was to watch those buffoons suffer.

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[Zaine]

Yosuke Amagi. Yosuke Amagi. Yosuke Amagi.

He said it over and over again inside his head.

Yosuke Amagi. Yosuke Amagi. Yosuke Amagi.

He was saying that name so often to himself that sometimes he even had himself convinced that wasn't who he truly was.

My name is Yosuke Amagi.

He smiled now, a wide grin appearing on his face. He enjoyed the game. He really did. It kept him entertained till he felt starved for...

His smile disappeared instantly. No. He couldn't think about it. It's been far too long since he was last able to enjoy himself. To satisfy his very point of existence. However, loose ends needed to be tied. Business before pleasure.

A trip to the Domino Museum was planned after he was able to satisfy his needs. He needed to make sure the others like him...

They're nothing like me.

...wouldn't interfere with his already laid out plans. He wanted to work in the shadows. Play the good guy, but be who he truly wanted to be. He also believed that the others would return to where their new life began. And he was right.

As Yosuke rounded the corner, he spotted someone who instantly looked apart like everyone else. It was a young girl, who looked somewhere around the age of fifteen (which caused a small smirk from Yosuke), who looked like they would be much more comfortable at home, surrounded by silence, instead of of the noisy public that inhabited the museum.

Yosuke looked down at himself. He had donned clothes that seemed appropriate for the time, and was making it his best effort to integrate himself into current society. She on the other hand... thought Youske to himself, sighing ...did not. This is why I'm glad I got the idea to check up on the others.

Putting his hands into his pocket, he walked slowly towards the young girl, hoping for a simply brief conversation.

[Chellienne Chauntall]

Removing her hand from the glass Chellienne's eyes closed. She listened to all the things around her, to the people talking and the children running and even to the sounds outside the building. She didn't have enhanced hearing like some might think; she was just able to find a center of calm within herself and focus on the sounds around her. It was something she had been able to do even before this new life of hers came to be.

Moving away from the mirror her eyes opened once again and she took a small glance around her. Nothing and no one of interest seemed to be around her; how dull. She hated it when things became dull; it made her want to spice things up a little bit. But this wasn't the time or place; she had to choose her time of striking wisely. So she simply folded her hands neatly in front of her and glanced around the room once more before deciding it was time to start on her way.

She had barely gotten two steps away from the mirror when she noticed a man walking directly towards her. She stopped and stared at him, her dark eyes piercing through him like daggers going through a piece of paper. She looked at him this way because she knew he was not normal, that he was not like the other people that surrounded her in this museum.

Her features remained placid and as unchanging as the waters upon a lake on a calm night; she looked at him with a bored expression and when he was finally close enough she asked, "What do you want?" Not the most friendly way to start a conversation, but she knew there was no need to play the part of the innocent child around him. After all, he was like her.

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[Zaine]

Yosuke paused a few feet away from her before stopping, lowering his head but maintaining a small smirk. He pulled his hands out of his pockets, and raised them, feigning surrender.

"You're far too mean to me," he said, his eyes staring her down. "After all, with the amount of time we spent together, we're pretty much a family."

The very idea of that made Yosuke sick to his stomach, but his face stood smirking, unchanging. He always believed that he should push the other person, put them on the defensive, make them make mistakes. Usually he was much more indirect about it, but with her, he knew there was no point in dragging this out. After all, they knew each other, and although Yosuke never understood her reasons for why she does what she does, he did spend hundreds of years together trapped with her, and he always knew what buttons to press.

"I saw you from a distance, and I thought I should come down to see you," finished Yosuke, lowering himself ever so slightly when he said the word 'down'. "I wanted to make sure you were handling the big city as well as you could."

Yosuke's smirk turned to a full fledged smile.

[Chellienne Chauntall]

He was mocking her. It wasn't something that was uncommon; in fact it happened rather often. It had come to the point where it wasn't something that really annoyed her. She didn't let it because she knew that that was what he was trying to do. He enjoyed seeing her angry and enjoyed pushing her to the point she wanted to do something terrible. Unfortunately for him that wasn't going to happen this time.

She stared at him, her expression unchanging and her eyes unwavering. "It is hardly right for you to compare us to being part of the same family. You know as well as I do that that is not the case; we are simply acquaintances who have spent a large amount of time together- nothing more." She flipped some of her long hair over her shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them once more to look straight at him.

"You needn't worry about me; I can handle a city well enough on my own. Or have you forgotten that I was mistress of an entire estate in various large cities when I was but a mere child?" She raised an eyebrow slightly. "Besides, I doubt that was your true intention. You care for no one but yourself and you certainly don't care for me; you came to make sure I wasn't doing anything to give us away, weren't you?"

Brushing briskly past him Chellienne stopped a few feet behind him, her back towards him. "You don't have to worry; I know how important it is for us to stay under the radar. Any moves I make will be discreet and unknown to the vast public. Or do you doubt my skills?" At this she turned her head ever so slightly to glance at him.

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[Zaine]

Yosuke pivoted his one foot, turning slightly to face Chellienne.

"See, I knew I didn't have to worry about you. You were always the smart one out of the family. I can see it even now, as I look at you. Calculating. Always thinking a few moves ahead, not just playing the first one that comes to you." said Yosuke approvingly, as he pointed only for a moment at her head.

He thought about tapping her on the forehead once or twice, just to drive the point. He knew she would hate that. However, the idea of touching her, or anyone for that matter, did not sit too well with him. He turned his back to her, now facing his former prison, the mirror.

"To tell you the truth, I really wanted to make sure the others were handling themselves appropriately. Those two always seemed to have such..." Yosuke paused slightly, trying to find the right word. "...such...grand plans. Plans that often have the adverse effect of attracting attention."

He turned to face her again. "It's very hard to work in the shadows with a search light on you. I just wanted to get that message across to everyone."

OOC: I've decided Beige blinds me. So i'm in the process of looking for another color.

[Chellienne Chauntall]

"Of course I'm not; do you really think me so foolish? I know the importance of planning things out. You act as if this is my first time being in situations like this where discretion and timing are key." Although he didn't know everything about her, or very much for that matter, he should have known enough to know that she was no novice at dealing with these sorts of situations. As he turned to face the mirror Chellienne turned as well to face him. She walked up to him, standing behind him and wrapping her arms around his torso.

She knew he wasn't a fan of being touched, so she considered this payback for him alluding to her short stature. Although she was smaller than him and was still able to give herself a small boost and rest her chin on his right shoulder. "The others are too showy; they don't know the meaning of discretion. They make things far too complicated, wouldn't you agree?" She stared into the mirror, staring at their reflections. "It'd be much simpler if they were not around to make things complicated."

As he turned she removed herself from him and took some steps back. A small smirk formed over her lips. "You and I both know that things would be easier if there were only the two of us to reshape this world. We know the importance of working from the shadows; they do not. Is it really convenient to keep them around?"

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[Zaine]

The moment her arms went around him, he fidgeted. His face looked as if something cold touched his skin. He never understood the point of such human interaction. He never felt any kind of 'warmth' from such actions. It always just made him uncomfortable. The feeling didn't change, even with a new name.

His mind could only process what she said the moment she let go. He stood facing her, his face impassive before revealing a smirk.

"See. That's you. Always thinking ahead." he said to her, taking a step back. He was tempted on taking another step back, just to build some distance between them, but that would put him far too close to the mirror. He didn't have the most fondest of memories about that mirror.

"You make good points, but fail on two of them." started Yosuke, putting his hand up and lifting one finger. "One being that a war between our little...family would only cause more attention from the outside. I don't believe any of us would go as quietly as another would like. Which leads me to the second point."

A second finger was raised into the air. His grin came back, as he shook his head, as if he told a witty joke to himself. "...I believe you want to destroy any evidence of your own existence. That you want the rest of us to fight each other, and finish off the weakened winner."

He made eye level again. "And that would be very evil of you, little sis."

[Chellienne Chauntall]

Chellienne's smirk stayed in place, but her eyes remained as dull and expressionless as ever. Not even a small spark of emotion passed through them, meaning it was impossible to tell what she was truly feeling or even thinking for that matter. Such was always the girl; impossible to read and impossible to predict. She had a reputation for it.

"You speak as if you know evey intention I have. Foolish, even for you. You of all people should know that my plans are never that simple to read." The smirk slowly disappeared from her face and once again all that was there was a bored expression. Her arms crossed under her chest and her right hand lifted to brush through her long hair. "I'm simply looking out for myself, as we all are. And don't deny that you do the same, because you do. You care nothing for me or the others so long as your own purposes are served."

Chellienne looked at him, staring straight into his eyes. "You and I are alike somewhat but there's a difference. You have that insatiable need that burns deep within you; that need to kill and harm others. That need of yours burns like a fire deep within you and can't be put out until you satisfy it. I on the other hand have absolute control of myself." The smirk returned and she emenated a smugness. "That need of yours shall be your own undoing; it'll make things far more simple for me."

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[Zaine]

Yosuke waited until she was finished before he raised his hands, in a surrendering posture.

"Woah. You're really scary little sis." said Yosuke, feigning fear. "Youske Amagi wouldn't last long against an opponent like you, no mam. Wouldn't stand a chance at all."

He stared at her emotionless eyes. He always wondered how those eyes would look lifeless.

Beautiful. Exciting. Euphoric.

"Here you all, knowing everything about me..."

You know nothing about me.

"...and I don't even know anything about you. I'm definitely at the disadvantage." finished Yosuke, not allowing his other thoughts to interfere with his conversation with Chellienne.

Overpower her. Take her. Show her what fear is.

Yosuke did nothing to acknowledge the voice that continued to speak to him louder and louder. How long has it been since he last gave into it? A few days. He couldn't remember. For only a faint moment did he show a face of unpleasant pain. He was going to have to take care of this hunger soon. He looked at her from head to toe. For an instant he thought about using her to make this hunger go away.

Only for an instant.

"Well than..." said Yosuke, his composure fully regained. "...I guess you wont have to worry about me at all than, will you. Whatever it is I might do."

[Chellienne Chauntall]

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," she mused. "Just because you have that little voice inside you doesn't mean I don't have to worry. I'm not so foolish that I would allow myself to believe that you'll be your own undoing so easily. I may have to help things along at some point." She paused for a moment before continuing. "But not now. It wouldn't be convenient for me; there's still much that needs to be done by everyone before things can truly become interesting."

Stepping towards him until there was only a small bit of space between their bodies she stared up at him, the small smirk creeping to her lips. "It's hard, isn't it? To stand here and not reach out and kill me. You want to; to kill the next person you see. That little voice is tempting you, right? Why not listen? Have some fun, let yourself go. You'd feel so much better." Leaning up she brought her face a few inches from his. "Right, big brother?"

A small chuckle escaped her as she stepped back from him, clasping her hands behind her back and turning her back to him. She looked around the room, observing the people in it. No one seemed to have taken notice of them; good. She wanted to see how much fun she could have with her dear brother.

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[Zaine]

Yosuke reacted in an instant. He jumped forward, grabbing her throat with one hand. Her eyes were full with fear. He squeezed. She didn't have time to yell, or scream, or call for help. She attempted to pry his arm away, and when that didn't work, she tried hitting his arm. He wouldn't let go. She was too weak.

He was too strong.

All her efforts did was quicken her own death. Air couldn't get past his grip, not allowing him the pleasure of a scream. Her eyes though was everything he needed. He gazed into them. Fear. Pain. And soon...

Each hit against him seemed weaker than the last, until finally her arms just dangled at her sides, his body going limp. Death. That is all he could see as he stared at her. Uncaringly. Unmovingly. All somehow with a smile.

Yosuke blinked. He saw Chellinne right in front of him, mere inches away from his face. He looked away, uncomfortable. He never liked touching everyone. Especially in his...spouts. He had better ways of feeding his hunger. That's one of the reasons why he looked a tad uncomfortable. He normally never had a spout with a hands on approach. It was incredibly rare.

He didn't like it. He never had much control over his hunger to begin with, but he prided himself on how he conducted himself. It agitated him.

"See? That manipulation? Your true colors emerging," said Yosuke, forcing himself to get back in the moment. "Besides. I couldn't kill you."

Because then what would I do later?

[Chellienne Chauntall]

"Right, sure you couldn't." She glanced at him from over her shoulder. "I think we both know that's not true, Yosuke. You could easily kill me right now; you're bigger, stronger, faster. In fact I'm pretty sure you would kill me here and now, were it not for the fact that there are so many witnesses." She looked back to the people that were scattered around the rest of the room, farther away from where she and Yosuke were.

"You know.....this museum is beginning to bore me. I think I'll go back outside. You're welcome to join me if you wish." Without glancing back at him she walked to the front entrance of the museum. She ignored the polite good-byes from employees and the calls from street vendors as she exited the building. None of them interested her. The only one that interested her right now was her "big brother".

Walking down the sidewalk under the afternoon sun, it was actually rather pleasant. Most were at work at the moment so that meant that sidewalk and streets were relatively uncroweded, which was good considdering that large crowds only served to annoy Chellienne. She couldn't stand the sound of so many voices talking at once; the less people were around her the better. Even though she had better control of herself than her brother, it was still no guarantee that she couldn't snap.

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[Zaine]

Yosuke shook his head and turned away, as he looked at his own reflection in the mirror that held him captive for so long. He knew that Chellienne was still there, but he didn't need feel the need to stay any longer with her. He got his message across.

"I'll see you later, little sis." he said as she walked away.

Probably very soon.

His own reflection continued to stare back at him. Yosuke and the reflection continued to stare each other down for a few moments before Yosuke turned away from the mirror. He had certain things he wanted...

Need!

...to accomplish today. Certain wants...

I need it!

...that had to be fulfilled. He pushed a few strands of hair away from his face, as it covered his vision.

Time for a snack. That thought seized Yosuke strongly. After all, whats one more?