THE SPIT-PIT'S. (T.I. member's and Invites only.)

The Spit Pit's is a Tattoo/Body modification shop owned by Naamah Obyzouth. There are three of them. One in France, one in Russia, and one in our Space-Base. Naamah works inside the Russian shop and has hired gothic beauties to work inside the others which she does come to visit at times. Don't just stand outside by the door, come in and get some Ink or maybe a nipple ring or maybe branding is more your style. Come one come all... Well at your own risk anyways.

@kiddevil: (You are invited.)

@kiddevil: Naamah walks out from the back room supplies in hand. "Eh... Warren... What are you doing here... I mean how can I help you?" Naamah notices that he is playing with his fire arts. "Not inside the shop my sweet." Naamah points up at the water spouts for the sprinkler system. "Don't get my Flash Art pages wet... And piss me off."

@kiddevil: Naamah giggles. "I guess I need a new Tattoo... You mean you don't know for sure?" Naamah takes Warren by the arm and walks him back to her room, sitting him down in her chair. "I mean half of the f*cks that come in here could give a shit about... But I care, when it comes to you." Naamah places her hand on Warrens left knee. "So I need more than an I think... Okay hun."

@kiddevil: "Gimmie a second." Naamah starts looking on her personal lap-top for a momment. "Bingo." She starts printing something off. A momment later she hands a sheet of paper with an image to Warren. "Like this?"

@kiddevil: Naamah smiles. "Sure thing babe." Naamah starts to set up her station, pouring her inks, cleaning her gun, taking out her new needles. "Well there is no shading in this type of art, so I am going to just use my outline needles... It's going to take a bit longer, but it will look better." Naamah makes a quick stencle and then looks at Warren. "Okay babe, you can roll your sleeve up, or just take your shirt off for me."

@kiddevil: Naamah places the stencle on the arm that Warren wants the Tattoo, then she asks him to take a look at it in the near by mirror. After he gives her the okay, she has him sit back down and starts her work. "So what brought you here today?" (As in how did you find this place?)

@Naamah_Obyzouth: "My, it seems you've come to make yourself quite the establishment Naamah. I am most certainly impressed by this. Now then, my red lustful warrior, do these tattoos of yours possess any special traits such as resistances and such?" Kain stood tall, his clothing was in tatters due to vigorous battle he engaged himself in with a pack of filthy disgusting lycans. The furry beasts were nothing more than a waste of air in his eyes, they had no class nor worth. He'd hoped Naamah would be able to provide special abilities with her tattoos because Kain needed something very particular.

@kiddevil: @Eternal Chaos: "Welcome my Lord... The run of the mill do not... However they can. What did you have in mind?" Naamah keeps working on her currant client as she speaks with Kain. *It smells like a pack of dead dogs in here now.* Naamah thinks to herself.

@Naamah_Obyzouth: War rested in his hand on a nearby wall before speaking again. He watched Naamah concentrate on the young formerly red devil she was inking at the moment. He recognized this one, he was absurdly young when compared to the two beings inhabiting this area at the moment. "I require something to combat powerful magic. Despite my power, magic is still something I am unable to successfully combat and I require something to counter it whether it be a dampener or even something to transform magical energy into something a little more within grasp."

@kiddevil: (Still red to me. :P)

@kiddevil:

@Eternal Chaos: Naamah hears his words as she finishes up on Warren. "I can help you. I will do this for you. However I do not do this lightly, and I did not start this buisness as a means of making the already blessed more blessed. I trust you however Kain... I trust you have good reason's for this choice." Naamah helps Warren as she finishes up his Tattoo, and cleans it, rubs a healing agent on it, and patches it up. Then she hand him his shirt. "You owe me a few drinks later at Loners okay hun... Other than that we are solid." She says to Warren.

Then Naamah looks at Kain. "The seat is now yours."

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Kain listened to her words. While he never engaged the woman in combat, he would never want to. She was a threat given the right incentive and not only that, she was a respected and valued member of his team. Her abilities were needed in this time especially with the capture of Russia. Kain was now a target for the entire world to gun for and he would not leave himself vulnerable. The Red Demoness was his hope at this time. "I appreciate your vote of confidence Naamah. Despite my lust for power, I need this as a means to safeguard my greatest weakness. It is not something I desire to have used against me, nor is it something I think you want used against our little 'family', so to speak. Where do you need my skin?"

@Eternal Chaos: Naamah looks at Kain. She watches his face as he speaks to her. After he is done she starts to ready her station again. "I know you have been hurt and hunted... I know you trust no one, and rightfully so. I am not however, your enemy and have no wish to become so." After she readys her station Naamah starts to look through her personal books. "I think I have just what you need right here Kain." She sets the book down in his lap, turned to the page of interest. "It will help you're cause... I do however need some of you're blood, and some of your loves." Naamah looks at him for a momment as he takes in the information. "I will leave the seat open for you if you are still interested?"

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Kain looked down at the book she placed in his lap. Despite the severity of the situation, he felt a perverted comment coming and chuckled quietly to himself. He couldn't help himself. The vampire looked Naamah in the eyes before speaking again to the demonic beauty. "My beloved Lady Death is not available at the moment so I do not have her blood. However I am more than willing to give you mine. As far as a loved one goes, I would in fact like to have both Mistress Death's blood in addition to yours. While she is my lover, you I can consider a sister."

@Eternal Chaos: Naamah smiles. "Okay brother. (Hulk Hogan lol) I will add my blood to this magic aswell. I know you do not have my Lady's blood with you at the momment... Why would you?" She giggles. *Other than you guys being a little on the freaky side.* She thinks to herself. "The tattoo itself will take me a few hours after we get the bloods mixed in with the ink mixture."

@Naamah_Obyzouth: "I can think of a few reasons as to why I would have her blood on me right now. I do appreciate this. Do you need me to bleed now or no?" War smiled at Naamah and sat down in the seat, his eyes looked around the room and he asked Naamah another question. "Pardon my manners, but what would you like as payment for this task? And do not take my previous statement as a threat. It was merely an example of how vulnerable I am to the dark arts."

@Eternal Chaos: Naamah smiles and shakes her head letting Kain know she did not take it to heart when he made his statement. "As far as to when I need the blood it is not important as long as I have it... Now... Later... Whatever. As far as payment goes?" Naamah looks at Kain. "Take my hand in your's and plead an oath of debt of honor to me... That in my time of need, you will come to my aid, and we will call it even." Naamah holds her hand out to him.

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Kain raised his eyebrow at Naamah. He couldn't begin to think of a time of that she would need his aid. She was a powerful demon and for her to require the aid of a God almost made Kain laugh. Almost as much as he laughed at the thought of Lyn requiring aid. Kain was overprotective if Lyn despite knowing she could easily slay any who stood before her. Now with Naamah's request, he could not deny her. After all, she was similar to another friend he had eons ago before that woman's death. He took her hand in his, and looked into her eyes. "I will come to your aid, my sister. While I doubt you will ever need it, it will be there. Pray for your enemies that you do not call me for combat for the wrath of War will go unmatched."

@Eternal Chaos: Naamah smiles. As she sets three empty viles out on her station's table. "When all three of these viles are filled, we can begin." Naamah picks one of them up and bites her bottom lip spilling her blood into it untill it is full of her blood, then she puts a stopper at the top of it closing it tightly. "One down two to go." Naamah hands Kain the other two.

@Naamah_Obyzouth: As Naamah drained her blood into the vial, hunger stirred deep within Kain. He had not fed in a day or so and seeing such powerful blood evoked lust for power and blood. He knew he would have to hunt soon. He sliced his wrist open with his claws and allowed his own crimson delight to slowly fill one of the vials. "One left. Now where is my beloved Death?"

@Eternal Chaos: "Indeed." Naamah saw the look in Kain's eyes and knew it well. "You need to feed my brother... I need you well fed for this ritual aswell."

@Eternal Chaos: @Naamah_Obyzouth: Sneaks up behind Naamah wrapping her arms around her neck in a gingerly fashion to not alarm her or scare her. She smiles over to Kain. Looking around the shop and marvels at well the place looks as well as the cleanliness. What are my two lovelies up to tonight?

@ladydeath: Naamah holds onto her Ladies arms with her hands, as Lyn wraps them around her neck. "We were just talking about you my Lady."

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Indeed now? What of me and you have been quite busy Miss Lusty!?!

@ladydeath: "I need this vile." Holds the vile up to her. "Filled with your blood... For a tattoo that Kain wishes to have." Naamah smiles. "Busy... Me... How?"

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Takes the vile as she unwraps her arms. Look at this place. You have done well to bring it up from nothing much. Draws out the dagger from her boot as she makes a cut on her arm. Dripping blood into the vile. Take care this does not fall into others hands. Poison to mortals. Winks at Naamah. The vile fills up and she hands it back to her. Shortly after the wound is sealed and healed.

@ladydeath: "Thanks babe... For the compliment and for that sweet blood of yours." Naamah starts to make the Ink mixture she needs for Kain's tattoo. "You look as ravishing as ever my sweet sister of death itself."

*boken walks in,*

hmm an ink shop, i'll consider it, but you better have somthing that can out last a healing factor

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Thank you as do you.

@Boken: "Hey there." Naamah winks at him. "What did you have in mind?"

@kiddevil: Depends on the healing ability. My body would actually eject the foreign ink from my body.

@kiddevil: So you are proven wrong in this moment. XP

@ladydeath: "I have a unique type of Ink that would stay where I put it on you... If you were interested." Naamah keeps working on the mixture. "But I wouldn't want to soil that lovely white skin of yours."

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Give Boken a large red heart that says "MOM" in bold black letters. LOL!

@Naamah_Obyzouth: Interesting offer, but I will have to think on it. I would have to live with the ink for a very long time. Winks.

@ladydeath: "I could make it a Tattoo that changes at you're own will, and can travel to anywhere you want on your entire body." Naamah is reading through her book, and finds the magic tattoos that she is speaking of. Naamah then takes a seat next to her. "The mixture is ready for Kain."