The trumpets could be heard from the rattling of the buildings walls. One of the local swing bands was on stage for the time being. From the deafening sound of the instruments Miyo knew it was Keezle ’n the Boys up on that vast stage. Miyo moved swiftly through the crowded district Red Town to his desired destination. The building wasn’t hard to hear, and it certainly wasn’t hard to see either.
The colossal building was one of the better looking ones as it was adorned in neon and bright light. Its bones of dark mahogany held itself under the weight of four stories of lust. Frosted windows teasingly gave hints on what the occupants were doing. The light from the sign shone brightly among the district.
Madam Akiko’s Golden-Light Cabaret.
Miyo couldn’t help but to let his tail swing back and forth in anticipation. The blood of his mother was strong in him despite him being mostly human. Kitsunes’ by default couldn’t hide excitement, their tails always gave that away. It took practice to keep one’s tail restraint. “It’s proper etiquette” his mother would insisted. But he was still a boy of ten, etiquette be damned.
He continued to weave through the crowd as if he was only a ghost. Pirates, ‘venturers, prostitutes, and conmen would only see a white glint in the side of their vision. Despite having hair of pure snow white he was damn good at the art of stealth. For a Kitsune it was second nature, but for him? “It’s unnatural for a kid like him to be this young and this good. Even for Kitsunes.” He overheard that one from Old Dog. Miyo looked up to the old pirate. Hearing that from him, he couldn’t decide to be mad or gloat about it.
The entrance had a good line to and from it. Customers waiting to go in, happy patrons going out. The only thing standing between him and the door was a Taurus. The Bouncer he did not recognize. New muscle was always a pain. Miyo had the knowledge to pass by human bouncers, and beastmen ones had a trick to their own. Taurus, that’s a new one.
Screened by the crowed the little lad took a moment to think. He began to have a whole new awareness to the situation. The Taurus was scanning the line, letting in those he deemed to be not trouble makers, or who were on the list. One Elf tried to bribe his way only to get punted in the rear. Miyo sighed heavily.
He could try the back, but Sig’s gang controlled that alleyway. Miyo wouldn’t risk coming across them; not after the shit he pulled off. Only way in was the front. It would take some time to get through, but he didn’t want to wait. Then, his chance came.
A drunkard was giving the bouncer trouble; the Taurus giving full attention on him. Quickly Miyo sprinted to his mark. The gate to then den wide open. But ultimately denied. With a sudden pull of the scruff of his shirt he found himself hanging from the fists of an angry bull.
“And where do you think you’re going?” Snarled the Taurus.
I’m dead thought the boy. Already he was now face to face with the angry bull. The heat of his breath overwhelmed Miyo’s senses. Red eyes pierced through the round gold of his. Death, or at least an ass whooping, was imminent. The boy had to think of something fast.
“To the bathroom?” Fuck. Wrong answer.
The bouncer gritted his teeth. Not amused by Miyo’s response the bull was about to chuck the boy a few blocks till a voice belted out from the door.
“Unhand that boy T-Bone!”
Both T-Bone and Miyo were startled from the ferocity in the deep voice. T-Bone without hesitation dropped him to the floor with a thud. After recovering from the unexpected fall he looked up at who it was. About time he thought.
There in the door a tall figure stood, sharply dressed in a white suit and black tie. Dark skin enveloped the man’s hands and face, marks of white runes over his eye gave a soft glow. His fedora contained his braided hair so that both his pointed ears could be seen. Keezle’s gaze on the bull had electric behind the blue of his eyes. Ozone shimmered around him, storm magic was about to be unleashed.
T-Bone stood his ground. “The damn street urchin was trying to sneak in!” snarled the bull.
Keezle rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Guess the lady of the house didn’t tell you about him?”
The bouncer glared down at the still laying boy. “So he’s been a problem before or what?”
The elf sighed at this. “Yes and no.” He turned to the boy. “Miyo, why are you trying to sneak in the front again? You know you can get in the back.”
Miyo got up and dusted off his dirt crusted pants. “Sig controls that alleyway now. It was either risk going in the front, or get skinned in the back.”
“Sig?” Questioned the bull.
“’Nother street gang that’s been taking some of the alleyways in Red Town.” Keezel huffed. “Madam’s going to have another fit about it seeing as she’s the head of this district.”
Miyo scoffs at the notion. “Fit? She’d kill them without a drop of blood.”
Both Keezel and T-Bone just winced at this. It was well known throughout Aberdeen that Akiko turned a naval ship into a ghost during the war. All hand’s dead, no blood to be found. Poison needles (or even clean ones) had hit vital areas on each sailor. Others died from her own personal spells. Miyo knew all this. He’d seen her do it on some bastard that hurt one of the girls. At least Finn didn’t have a mess to clean up afterwards.
T-Bone pointed to the lad. “So what’s so damn special about him?”
“Wow,” Keezel replayed, “She really didn’t tell the new meat about the rules?”
“All I was told was to keep trouble out just like my old job. That bartender was the one to talk to us “New Meat” on what to do.” Huffed T-Bone.
“Sobo must have been really busy then.” Spoke the boy.
Keezel smirked. “Grandmother.”
It took a moment. Then it clicked in his head. Fear and shock took over T-Bone’s face.
“Aw fuck! You mean…”
“I just save you your job.” grinned the elf. “Would’ve been bad if Madam finds out you roughed up her own blood, hmm?”
Keezel turned back to Miyo. “Come on kid. Best not to cause a bigger scene than it is.”
As the man walked back in Miyo looked at the Taurus one last time. The foxish boy stuck his tongue and razzed at the bull before walking in. Some of the people in line laughed, but only to be silenced from a now fuming bouncer.
“Hey Keez, thanks for the,” Miyo couldn’t finish before he was smacked in the back of his head.
“Fool!” Keezel thundered, “You could’ve cost him is job!”