Vivian had seen the man get out of his cab but had kept running.
Until she heard his voice, he wasn't seriously trying to fight them?!
Vivian stopped and turned to see his back, he seemed to be doing something with his hands. Fishing for a weapon?
Then she heard him mention money and knew what he was doing. Vivian walked back to the scene, her heels clicking on the concrete beneath her feet. She couldn't leave this guy alone with a bunch of drukards.
As Vivian approached, she was sure to keep her body behind the strangers. Just incase one of them made a jump for her.

The men hicked and laughed at Deserve, one stepped forward,
"How about you just give us everything in your wallet?" That was when two of them pulled out switch blades.
Vivian stood horrified, it was time to bail. A knife was worse then a gun, a gun you could run and avoid, a knife someone could catch you and cut you to bits.
Vivians knees started to shake, this night had gone from a minor annoyance to a nightmare so fast. She could barely feel the pepper spray in her-
Pepper spray!
Vivian had forgotten all about it, now she gripped it in her hand. Ready to use it if any of them made an advance towards the stranger and herself.

Deserve stood his ground. he smirked. "Ok Ok .... hold it there boys. You can have all the money i have in my wallet. " He pulled out roughly $3000 and dropped it into the gutter on the side of the road.

The drunks watched in Awe then jumped and tried to scoop it all up.

taking the chance DV wrapped his arms around the woman and lifted her back into the Cab that was still there. "Quickly! Back to the hotel." The driver road quickly and lost sight of the drunks. Deserve sat and looked over at the ladies face.

Vivian haddn't seen that coming, she had been prepared for a fight at least! But when the stranger wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into the cab, she had tried to protest,
"Hey what are yo-" she was cut off by him ordering this driver to make a quick getaway. She blinked in amazement, okay, had this guy just saved her?

She owed him big time, so maybe all men weren't scum....some. That's all Vivians pride could take for the time being,
"Thank you, for saving me." Vivian was still very close to him, she could feel the warmth his body. It felt really good since all she was in was her undergarmets and a cocktail dress that barely touched her knees. Not to mention the lovely little dip it had in the front that showed much of her cleavage.
Hey, being stylish had it's consequences. But she just couldn't bring herself to move away from him. Her body was cold and she was still trying to get over the intial shock that she could've been robbed or wose.

He looked at her. "It's ok. It was nothing really. all men who like the waste away with alcohol are the same. All they care about is the money to buy more drugs. Until one day they kill themselves." He felt her move against him slightly and he put an arm around her shoulders. The cab stopped at his Hotel and he stepped out taking her hand and pulling her to him. They found there way to his room where he ordered some food.

"How old are you Ma'am?" He threw a glance over his shoulder at her and his glance moved to her chest then to her face instantly hopping her gave nothing away.

Vivian only followed him to his hotel room because she didn't want to go home. But as soon as she walked into the hotel, she knew she didn't belong there.
It was huge and...rather expensive looking. Vivian wouldn't have been able to afford this place even if she worked for one hundred years!

When they walked into his hotel room, it only affirmed that she didn't belong there. Large comfy bed, nice comfy couch, expensive items all around. She would've really loved it if there was an open bar.
When he asked her age, Vivian raised her eye brow. Her blue eyes scanning him, did he really think she was some teen that was wondering around turning tricks or something? Vivian pushed back more of her blonde hair and then looked out the window of the hotel room,
"You know, it's rude to ask a lady's age." She threw a slight mischivous grin at him, Vivian messed with any man who asked her age,
"Mind if I take off my boots? They're killing me." Vivian slowly made her way to the couch and sat down carefully.

It felt sooo good, she just sank right in like it was made for her. Vivian would've fallen asleep if she wasn't in this strangers presence,
"My names Vivian by the way." Might as well tell the man who saved her what her name was.

"Deserve." He nodded in reply. "You have a safe place to live? Or do those drunkards know where you live." He raised his eyebrows this time. By the way she held herself in company he really didn't know what her age was. He knew that he couldn't try anything on her if he didn't know her age.

"Feel free to stay here for a few days. I'll sleep on the couch and you can sleep on the bed. Don't worry, I'm nothing like those 'men'. I wont hurt you." He turned around and leaned against the wall in front of her watching her move and facial expressions.

There was a knock on the door and deserve grinned "Food" He opened the door and a trolley came in. DV tipped the guy off and came and sat next to Vivian. "Help yourself" He picked up a bottle of wine and poured some for him and gestured to Viv if she wanted some.

"Deserve huh? Nice name." Vivian intended on leaving the man hanging, but as soon as he sat beside her. She felt the warmth from his body again, not to mention he smelled really nice too...
Vivian was twenty two, but she had no intention of letting him know that. He was a stranger she had just met, she didn't need to go into deph with this guy.
She then thought back to his first question,
"Yeah they know where I live..." They knew more than that, they were probably thugs from Zanders organiztion.

Viv had a complicated past with Zander, he was one of the reasons Viv avoided nice looking men. Zander had been the best looking man she had ever seen. But, he had been invovled with a few things that Viv didn't approve of, so she had dumped his butt on the spot when she had found out.
That was the thing with Zander though, no one dumped him and got away with it.

Though, Viv had to say, Deserve did best Zander out in looks. This guy could've been a model...or was he a model?
When he offered the wine, Vivian gratefully picked up a glass and allowed him to pour it into her glass.
Viv drank in moderation, besides, wine was good for you in small amounts.

"Then you cant go back there." his eye brows furrowed. "If you like I can help you make a new image of yourself. Maybe..." Scanned his eyes down her body and up again "...change it so nice men like me wont come chasing after you all the time." He reached out with a grin and ran his thumb along her top lip gently "I dunno, Grow a mustache or something" Chuckled while looking at her. Deserve was allot taller than her and had no profession. In fact he was only rich because his father and uncle died, leaving everything to him in his name. He poured some more wine for himself.

"Your not going back home missy." He leaned closer "Here's what you CAN do though. I have this house i want to buy. You can move out of your apartment and live with me. It's three story so you can ave the top floor to yourself if you like. Kind of a mansion." He smiled politely "What do you think?"

Vivian had never been so relaxed in her life, not only a moment ago was in the in the claws of a few monsters. Now she felt like she was in the lap of luxoury. Vivian chuckled at the whole, growing a mustache thing. But when he mentioned living with her, she almost spite out her wine.
Vivian had never been so shocked in her life, he was asking her to live with him?! She had only known this man for maybe an hour or so,
"I-I couldn't! We've only known each other for what...a hour or so!?" Vivian really didn't think she would be able to live with him. Vivian haddn't lived with anyone ever since she had moved out of her parents house!

Though, it would be safe there. Her apartment wouldn't be consistantly robbed, she might not have to worry about Zander anymore....But her apartment was all she knew. Her dirty little tiny apartment, with barely any kitchen space, and her horribly uncomfertable bed.
It was quite an offer to consider,
"Give me a few....few days to think about it. I don't even know you." Viv muttered this quietly, her eyes felt a little droopy so she took another sip of wine.

Deserve smiled. "I understand. but most likely we wont see much of each other in there. And you can go and come as you please." He patted her arm "Yea think about it."

((ooc: gotta go for now. ill come on later though. It's mid day here))

Oh she was thinking about it alright, a lap of luxoury, lovely objects and a comfy bed to sleep in...but it seemed wrong. Like, only a married couple deserved that type of home. She most certainly wouldn't marry this man.
Well, he seemed marriage mat-Why was she even thinking about this?!
Viv shook her head a little to clear the fuz that had decided to invade. Right now, she was tired and in desprate need of sleep.
When she felt his hand tap her arm, she wanted to grab his hand and keep it there. He was so warm, and her body was freezing in the stupid cocktail dress. She vaugely wondered if he had some large blankets around. Viv that herself crazy she was even staying in this house with this man.
(Okay, see ya. ^^)

Vincent closed up the store and went home. By this time Simon had woken back up, completed the rest of his classes, and returned home.

Sanae blinked, bored out of her skull. She blinked, eyeing the neon lights of downtown as they buzzed on. She sighed, looking back to the street. She grumbled, watching as people of many different classes began to trudge around, either looking for a good time, or searching for a good buzz. She sighed and turned down an alley, intent on making her way to the better end of town.

(man, I've been giving sanae no love, have I?)

Deserve watched as Viv tried to force her eye lids open. He picked her up, she was light and very shapely. Placing her on the bed and pulled the blankets up around her. He bent and looked her in the eyes his face just above hers. He wondered if she new he was even in front of her.

Simon sighed before he fell asleep. His face switched from hard to peaceful.

Oh Viv knew, she had given a small groan of protest when Deserve had picked her up. But had been too tired to fight for long.
When he had placed her in the bed, Viv had smiled, the bed was so warm. This would probably be the best night of sleep she would ever get.
Viv stared back at Deserve through half closed lids, her cheeks colored slightly. He seemed so large compared to her. Having him hover over her...she felt protected. Like maybe she was something precious to him.
But she knew she wasn't, Viv had only known this man for an hour. He probably still thought of her as some odd woman he had picked up on the street. Kind of like adopting a puppy.
Viv didn't have time to think about this for long, because before she could get another clear thought across, her eyes had closed and they didn't plan on opening again.
Soon, her breathing became even with sleep. She smelled like wine and a very lovely perfume.

Deserve smiled at her blush and put his nose in her hair smelling her perfume and wine mix together. He stopped quickly and stood up straight. what am i doing? He looked down at her and then sat on the couch. Well... She certainly is pretty... He looked up at her again. Wouldn't it be funny if i hoped on the other side of the bed and when she wakes up she will get a fright... Standing up he took off his coat, shirt, shoes and jeans, standing in boxers. He hopped on the other side of bed. The only thing he didn't count on was when his head hit the pillow he fell asleep.

Vivian slept all through the night, rolling over every once in a while as was her habit. During sleep, she smelled really nice right beside her.
Vivian reached out and pulled herself beside the thing the smelled good. It felt warm, Vivian snuggled against it to try and just absorb the warmth. It was also soft, yet very firm, but her sleep clogged mind didn't even piece together that it was Deserve.
Vivian sighed and went into a contented sleep, feeling safe and almost loved.

Vincent opened the door and walked into his room before stripping down to a muscle shirt and red boxers, he lay down on the bed and replaced his sunglasses.

Deserve woke up to the feeling of Viv beside him, he jumped up and out of bed. Taking the blanket with him. His face was shocked as he slapped his forehead. "Argh... man i was suppose to give HER the fright..." Looks around the room and saw the curtains were not shut. He walked over with the blanket over his shoulders and stared down into the streets. Strippers a drunkards walked around down there, he curled his lip in disgust.

Sanae sighed in the alley, blinking as she looked around. her rust colored eyes seemed to reflect the grimy water around her, giving her a dirty look. She shook her head and continued on, finally finding another street. But, guess what, more drunks and hookers. Lovely. Was there no place in this city she could go without having to look at these sorry people?

Deserve Saw that there was someone else down on the streets who did not quiet fit in with the the drunkards and strippers. He looked more closely and wondered why that person was out there.

Sanae cursed, becoming extremely annoyed with the mindless babblings of the drunks and the coos of the strippers. She couldn't take it. She turned and punched the nearest wall, ignoring the unsavory crack her fingers made as they hit the brick. Someone stopped only long enough to glance at her before moving on. She growled, glaring at the ground. She soon whipped around, the feeling of someone's eyes on her. Her eyes lifted up to the top window of one fancy looking hotel, rust colored eyes landing on those of a purple haired man.

Deserve smiled. Pulling away from the window he got dressed and made his way down to floor 1 and out onto the streets to find the girl who had looked at him, but something did not seem right.

Sanae looked away from the window, sudden pain in her hand telling her she had broken a few fingers. She growled and removed her hand, ignoring the slight cracks in the brick as she looked over her bleeding knuckles, the general placemement of the bones off. She growled, not even wondering why her fingers weren't shattered like they should've been. She didn't even notice as the man she'd seen earlier walked out teh hotels front door.