Clash of Titans

Andrei had been looking for his sister for some time now and the longer it took the more furious he got. Until he found who had taken his sister, that was when his smirk grew wide and he vowed to tear his head off but he had to do it carefully. The demon wasn't smart to take his "pet" out in public either, especially when Andrei's bloodhound nose could pick out Anya's scent in a crowd. He was stalking his prey though, slowly and carefully through the market, waiting to decide what he should attack the demon or let her know he was there.

In the end he opted for alerting Anya that he was here for her so he meandered down the street towards them, casually bumping into his sister's arm, grabbing her arm quickly so she didn't jump back and would look at him. "Sorry, miss." he said softly, making quick eye contact before he walked forward to disappear into the crowd once again.

And just like that, she fired off and he couldn't help but smile. "You women do the same stupid shit, wander around shopping centers for no reason other than to look at pretty clothes and shoes. Why can a man not wander through a Black Market enjoying the sights? Besides, at least you aren't sitting at home cooped up, am I right?" He was sure it was meant to be subtle but he noticed the way the man had forced his way into their direction just to simply brush past him and grab Anya's arm. In fact, he watched the whole thing out of the corner of his eye. He'd been alive since the beginning of humanity and had seen it all. Did this vampire really think he could pull a fast one? Of course, he decided to wait and play the vampire's game. After all, it might end up being fun, especially if Anya was pulled into the middle of it.

Unfortunately, his attention was drawn away as a familiar scent washed over him; demon. He turned his attention back in front of him to a woman who was smiling mischievously at him. Demon royalty, out and about among the peasants. Of course, she was one of the lower classed demons, one of the subspecies that had branched off thousands of years ago. He could tell by her scent. In retrospect, she was beneath him. Although, he didn't remember the last time anyone had called him 'Royalty'. Probably since before the notion of demons walking among humans had dropped off. Her certainly had missed the sound of it though and his smirk grew wider. "Pet. She cost me a good fortune so I've got to make use of my investments. She's truly amusing. Her hatred for me might just keep her around. Clearly, you know who I am but who are you?"

Letting Anya know he was there served a duel purpose to him in this case. He knew he was anything but subtle but he wasn't aiming for subtlety either. He was aiming for recon and that had been accomplished. Two demons, only one knew who the other was while the other didn't know the "pheasant demon." The man using his sister as a pet was demon royalty apparently but Andrei had no idea what that meant. Nor did he care. He also didn't care about the lesser demon unless she got in his way.

What he did care about was that now he had two choices of who this man was. Twin demons. Of course he was dealing with a twin. But Andrei was thorough if nothing else, everything he did was researched and calculated, so he had names to the two possible people. Question was, was this Loki or Ren? Because word on the street was one was looking for the other and no matter which one this was he could bargain or blackmail. But in the mean time he listened, from a safe distance tuning his ears towards the conversation going on so he could see who he was dealing with.

It wasn't often Loki got surprised but to hear that his name was being used around the Black Market as a familiar term was both exciting and terrifying. Not even caring what the gesture meant to the others around him, Loki took a moment to look around, fearing his brother had also made his way here. The way Anya had let slip Ren's name as though it was a common occurrence had certainly shook him up a bit. Not that he couldn't handle his brother he just wasn't looking for the confrontation. After all, the last time they'd come together, a whole race of people had gone to war. He could only imagine what would happen here if he and Ren came together again. However, not sensing any immediate danger or his brother's scent, he returned to the demon before him, a smirk curling the corner of his lips. "And I wonder who's had this idea..." he said mildly. "The thoughts had merely been in my head, not uttered allowed although, you standing here mentioning it does bring with it a certain excitement. It has been a while since I've caused any real havoc. I don't suppose you know of anyone like you speak of who would find fun in taking a city from a vampire?" he asked her, crossing his arms over his chest as if to taunt her. "You happen to be the only other demon I've come across here in Las Vegas. I assume you know more?" It was true that Loki really hadn't cared much for his own species, not caring of bloodlines or where who was. He'd only cared about himself and keeping one step ahead of Ren. In fact, finding another demon, even a lower class demon, was his second surprise of the day, making it a record. He'd been so out of tune with his own species, he'd failed to overlook the ones under his very nose. He supposed if he did plan on taking over Vegas, he would need to learn to branch out to the local demons and find out who was who and who was looking to join him instead of ignoring them completely. 

As Andrei tuned in on the conversation happening he couldn’t help but let out a snort or amusement over it, they thought they could take the city from Gina? Ha! He almost wanted to wish them luck because they would have to pry it from the woman’s cold, dead fingers and even that would end up being a nearly impossible task if Kaia and the rest of her progenies got involved. But no matter, he wasn’t worried about the hostile takeover of the city‒not now anyway but Gina would be hearing about it. Right now he was more worried about his sister and that was where his goal was today. “Give me a name already…”he muttered to himself. He knew that this rescue mission was a rather risky and not fully planned one but he needed a name so he could even begin to form one.

He smirked. She was right, he wasn't looking. Honestly, he hadn't cared. When he'd first come to Vegas, he had meant to only hide out here for awhile but hadn't been able to turn down the dark and seedy world of the Vegas underground. Soon, he'd found himself growing roots and what better to find that the city was run by vampires and not just any vampires, but the very progeny of Kaia Rion, the vampire he'd been following over the centuries. The very reason he'd brought her lover back to life and the very reason he'd set his plan in motion, centuries in the making. The fact that demons also lived here in Vegas hadn't been something he'd cared to put on his "need-to-know" list. But, if he had the chance to gain an ally, he wasn't going to turn it down. However, if she wanted to stand in his shadow, he need to see what she was made of.

He smiled. "Drinks sound wonderful, however, I might have something else in mind." he turned his body in the direction of Andrei's hiding place. "You can come out now. It's only demeaning at this point to think you've kept yourself hidden." He grabbed Anya's wrist with a vice like grasp and pulled her back.