"So...what do you want exactly, mister- what's his face". An irk could be seen lightly appeared on his forehead. "Barselini, or you could call me boss, or papa, whichever you choose". 'What the hell-' you cringe harshly at him.
"Don't get used to this face though...actually while we're on the topic, choose a man from this book. Any man". He pulls a dusty photo book from nowhere visible from the dark of his office. A small lamp near you illuminates it. The cover is leathery and old with cracks rigid enough around the edges for you to feel them. Opening it there are images of many men in rows, information like height, weight age and even date of birth and third quarter and side profile images as well as .
"What-but you didn't answer my question yet"! "Just choose a man". In an authoritative voice like that its best that you comply so you take the book, but not nicely.
You pretend to browse them, eyes scanning the images in the dusty book of boring ordinary looking men, planning on pointing to a random one, when purple lilac catches your eye.
'Damn he's hot...purple dyed hair black tired eyes? Adequate build and he dresses nice. 43 years old?' You grin and point to the man in the photo book.
Barselini smiles in a leer way it gives you the creeps. "Are you just a sucker for older men?... Good choice, This is Shiu smith." He mutters In a matter of fact tone, his large hand takes the book,"This will do". Your eyes widen in realization. "Hey, it says hes in his forties but his birthday is in 1931, why did you have me pick him, you gonna kill him or something, did he die because he refused"? It was odd, and uncanny, it explained the brown striped vintage suit and outdated golden crab brooch. "Just who are you-" your throat burns.
Flick.
Flick.
Click.
He lights a cigar, the amber that fell off instantly onto his desk are pretty, but you don't get long to appreciate them. He takes a drag with closed eyes and when he exhales there is nothing to see anymore. 'Why does this feel familiar'?
Barselini Puffs a cigar, the smoke chokes you as you cough eyes closed as they sting. "Tryinna choke me- Cough"!? With one eye open and widened, the man from the photo stood In-front of you opening the window behind him and the moon seems clearer.
You cough even in your shock.
"Yes this will definitely do." It sounded like a whole other person was present, the crashing waves are nearly in-perceivable even though you know they're there. "You asked who I was, I'm Shiu Smith". His voice is sultry and deep, raspy too, he smiled and puff the smoke out the window. "For now anyway".
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"Okay let me get this straight, you can take the physical appearance of people and use their abilities without being aware of their structure"? Monotone, he can sense the sarcasm and was getting impatient...Barselini rolls his eyes. "If I have to explain myself an eleventh time, I'll find another pawn and discard you."
"Oh please, where is the trap door, Hidden camera"?
"You truly have forgotten, haven't you, Demon Doctor".
He backs you into the oak shelf and for a moment you swore his jet black eyes were red...you didn't dare to speak. Hands at the side of your head, God forbid you look back to figure it out, you could feel his eyes scan you. He pulls away and adjusts his tie looking away in contempt.
"This will be my vessel when I check on you from now on. don't get attached to it, would be a shame if you fell for a dead man." There's mocking in it if not something else.
he sat back down with his legs crossed, lilac hair illuminated around his silhouette, and you shakily plop into the ottoman. "Onto the task at hand. I want you to play a game for me, Y/n, You only get one life". Black eyes look away with hidden emotion.
"Uh so are you like those sugar daddies who are lonely so they hire sugar babies to play games?" "Or a pervert who likes changing into different men to toy with women?"
His eyes harden, maybe its time to stop testing Borsal-...Shiu's patience. "Neither..."
'I wonder if this 'vessel' changes his personality too'.
"These abilities you spoke of...what are they". "Its best you stay ignorant for now."
You scoff, "How do I help you if I'm not allowed to know anything"!
"So...this game. Does It have a name?"
He nods. adjusting his suit. "Greed island".
And with that a chill runs down your spine, the wind from the open window seems colder, and the sound of crashing waves return.
Shiu...Shiu won't look at you.
//Maybe I should schedule these. look out for spelling errors I only do two proof glances. Lets get 25 votes for a drawing of Shiu! !!!!//
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Shuffle Them :Remastered
FanfictionAs if It were some crappy nightmare, a girl is pulled into the unknown worlds by her master which would have before, have only been accessible to the outright individuals known as hunters. More than humans anymore. Your job goes against anything you...
