雨滴: Prague


Prague. The heart of the Czech Republic, known for its architecture, beer and traditional cafes and green scenery. It also had a killer night life or so Ame Hayato was informed by a fellow Yak who lived in the city for the past two years. Takumi had even name dropped the “best nightclub” on the streets, it apparently had her name written all over it.

With otherworldly escorts of a mixture of nations attending to men and women’s needs (if they got paid), heavy metal and spinning electronica covered on the decks or main stage and a popular reputation of BDSM rooms in the private chambers above the main dance floor. It also headlined the Prague newspapers with stories of a stabbing and even a bomb going off inside the club. Yet it still bounced back and thrived instead utilising all these negative impacts to flourish its infamous name to the public. It was a place that Ame while escaping her American spy was willing to sneak into and mix in with the crowd.

Standing on the second floor where the marble bathroom was situated, Ame was taking up residence in the Augustine hotel in their Tower suite, it had three floors and one of their most lavish rooms. Ame had checked in under a pseudo name merely calling herself- Sakura Darling. Leaning over the vanity sink, Ame applied heavy silver eyeshadow to her lids and rouge lipstick on her pouty lips. Flicking her dyed light brown hair over her shoulder, she was already dressed in a Dior black suspender skirt with triple belts crossing over her waist it was connected to the black halter top that exposed her back revealing her intricate cherry blossom tattoo running along her back. Her family’s name and symbol visibly clear and tattooed on her left shoulder.

She was still without a collar and it only reminded the youngest Hayato of her Patron’s dismissal over text. To make herself feel better, Ame wore a Swarovski clear crystal necklace, it sparkled in the light. Grabbing her Chanel rubix cube bag off the counter as well as tucking in two butterfly throwing stars into her lingerie G-string, Ame skipped down the wooden stairs and slipped into her black lacquered Christian Louboutin heels.

Picking her Burberry black cape coat off the coat rack, Ame stepped out into the courtyard of the Augustine. She headed through the lobby area of the hotel and walked outside into the driveway, one of the porters already hailing down one of the hired cars for her. Guests checking into the 5-star property stared at the elusive Japanese woman who smiled coyly underneath her wavy locks of hair and quickly stepped into the black car before someone recognised her.

Giving her driver the address of the Death Club, he arched his eyebrows at her in the revision mirror “Miss Darling, you do realise which club this is?” Ame merely smiled sweetly “Yes I do, I’d still like to see it” nodding the hired car turned out of the Augustine’s driveway and crossed the bridge. The Death club was across the Vltava near the Prague Beer museum; it was hidden in its own alley way and unfortunately was a one-way street.

Pulling up behind the other cars parked in front of the venue, Ame’s driver looked over his shoulder “We are here Ms Darling, what time do you want to be picked up?” Ame threw him a bill and laughed as she adjusted her short skirt underneath her coat “No need for a return trip, I’ll find my own way home” the driver’s eyes widened again before Ame closed the passenger door shut and tapped the roof of the car telling him to leave.

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