Lost History (Sherry/Tucker

@"hyperhurricane" (Bah this one slipped through my fingers >_<. Sorry dude >_<)

"It's been kept in a bamboo basket ever since I left Japan. I simply stored it at my hideout, which surprisingly was never touched and only collected dust. The place, well, I won't show anyone. Let's just simply put that my assassin clothing was the only thing that withstood the test of time in that place."

Sherry kept the attire in the same basket she had left it it, stored in her home. Was a keep sake to remind her of who she once was. And it was really well done as well. Still fit too. Still, it made her miss those times more when she thought about the outfit.

As they got to the shop Sherry simply took a tiny step to the side when the woman named Naill went over and hugged Tucker. They knew each other that much was clear. Somewhat close if they were hugging. And another flick to the side of the head as she cleared out her old mind set when she observed people. Was her way of keeping herself from getting too assassin minded.

When the black rose was pinned on her chest Sherry just looked at it then to the girl. Well it was alright. Must be like some guest pass or something. At the mention of needing it to be safe, well, Sherry's interest was piqued. So there was something dangerous here huh? Well she was a sucker for her curiosity.

"Well you got my attention. Don't spoil the surprise for me lead on, lead on. Guess I'll put this away while I'm at it."

Sherry had been spinning her kunai the entire time, only stopping once she remembered about it. It disappeared into her pocket for later when she lost interest and needed something to focus on. Sherry simply waited to be shown the wonders of this place. And about what this Coiste was actually like.

"Niall huh? Well if you've lived a long time a change of name is understandable."

Sherry was rather clueless as to what was going on but she figured it was meant to be like that. Whatever the two were talking about was their past together. Sherry had her own beliefs and didn't want to pry, not wanting to have to spill her own past. She had already summarized that there was something strange between Aisling and Tucker and felt she'd find out at some point. Just to be on the safe side her fail safe was ready to go encase her curiosity got the better of her.

For the moment Sherry just continued to be a silent observer. It was what she did in a place she didn't know about. She had a feeling that things were just being seen weird because of her assassin mind telling her to be wary no matter where she was. At the mention of "being an offering" Sherry just raised her eyebrow.

"Offering? Don't tell me you just brought me to some cult gathering where they sacrifice Immortals to prolong their own life. Joking aside this place is really interesting so far. With all the ominous talk I think it would be better if you lead on still Tucker. Not exactly afraid, but this is your idea after all."

Sherry wasn't exactly too keen on things that seemed to not be there. Her high as hell tolerance to most poisons and alcoholic drinks made it easier to not feel as strange in the place, but she could feel something was off. Well it looked like a bar so at the very least she could possibly find a good drink.

@hyperhurricane

(Sorry for the long ass delay x.x . Life straightened out now so time is back. Yay!)

"That many huh? Tucker is simple enough so I'll stick with it. Unless I hear some other name that sounds way cooler. Gotta stay some kind of hip ya know."

She lazily eyed the place more. So he was good at keeping things from people huh? Made sense. Anyone whose lived as long as they have, well in Sherry's case far longer, would do. Though it made him wonder what kind of secrets he could get from him now that he knows her second biggest one.

After they were seated she figured the joke would get some kind of laugh. His expression was even creeping her out with how little it was changing. Or was he just this good ad hiding his emotions? Something to prod at later. Hearing the secret about the place and the rose made Sherry's eye rise. For good? Man she needed to brush up on her non-normal history more.

"So it's the get out of jail free card. Won't be teleporting around then. Might cause this thing to follow off. Will admit it's pretty fashionable. Might wear it more, who knows?"

She knew that look he gave her though. She would get it sometimes herself when she talked about history and learned things she didn't have in her own notes. Well her mind notes. She had to think about that one though. Did she know about them? Her mind was drawing a blank. Ask her to talk about and describe ancient Roman text and she could do it. Ask her the first thing about anything most would call fairy tales or mythology and she'd just give you a blank stare. Which she was doing to Tucker currently.

"Unfortunately my history expertise is more what people find in text books and beyond. Most of my knowledge about that stuff is pretty basic. So, what fun things can you tell me about faerie brides?"

@HYPERHURRICANE

"Latest update huh? Do you need to install a new driver every six months then? Luckily for me though, I've only needed the one name. Easy to slip in and out of time periods when you keep your distance from people."

Another subtle hint about her past. It was more to show she never had to change names throughout her time. It made her jealous to be honest. She had one part of history she was known, but that was it. She was in the shadows for the most part. While amidst her own thoughts she was still listening to Tucker's explanation.

"Brides and slaves huh? Kinky. Well I would rather not become either so I think I'll keep this thing nicely on my shirt. Have to say I may have seen some things in my lifetime, but this is up there as one of them. And I've watched a demon get pulled apart limb by limb via magic portals. Not pretty. Cool, but not pretty."

She had begun keeping a mental notebook of the place, of what Tucker was explaining, and things she shouldn't do while inside this place. Normally she didn't care about what she did in public, but messing with magical beings was something she really did not like doing. Much harder to deal with.

"So if this is a portal to their world, how strong are the drinks? I mean no offense but fairies don't sound like they'd be able to hold their own against most people when it comes to their drinks."

@"hyperhurricane"

"Oh? Well if ten years is all I need to wait then that's not that long. I've lived this long, whats ten more years?" Sherry rested her elbow on the table and her head in its palm. The boredom was starting to hit in, though they had drinks coming their way so there was something. It was times like these Sherry realized she had a drinking problem, well as in why she didn't know about this bar.

"Well I guess you're right on that. I haven't really had anything interesting since my teenage years and my Moonlight years. Hated the former, loved the latter. Though I guess on the topics of names, Sherry is not my original name. Can't remember when I picked it up. Something about wine when I was younger. It...Is a story you'll have to work your way into hearing."

While Tucker talked about a particular story from his past Sherry showed some interest in it. Faking their deaths? Now that was interesting....Wait no way to identify the corpses? They committed murder? Or did they go corpse robbing? Either one gave her ideas and images. Was clever she'd admit, but nothing like vanishing into the night as if they didn't exist.

"To be fair I've only had all but I believe I've only dealt with demons outside of the Island...Three? Four times? All of them wanting to claim my eternal youth as their own. Or something like that I don't know. Used to be able to preform ninjitsu, but as people get older they forget a lot of things. Or it was all the alcohol. One of the two if not both."

Sherry only smirked at the supposed strength of the alcohol. After drinking that weird shit with Gabriel that night, Sherry was sure there wasn't much she could stomach. And she had another couple shots of that weird drink and came out alright. Drunk as hell, but alright. When Aisling came up to them Sherry turned her head towards the woman and smiled.

"Can't say I've tried fae drinks, so how about something you consider light and something you consider strong on the rocks. Glass of water to go with them as well if you wouldn't mind Ma'am. "

@"hyperhurricane"