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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 27, 2016 17:03:03 GMT 2
How about the PD Alphas? Or the PD - Bianchi alliance : Even PD & a simple IT tech : Reporter on fire! Smoke rises! : I honestly didn't expect this one, but...I found it so... And lastly : Ha, jk, one more : |
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 26, 2016 11:09:23 GMT 2
i'll be the villain you can blame
So quiet... Ruby looked around, her tongue whirling around the candy in her mouth connected to the basic lollipop stick. Her eyes scanned the office, it was kinda...neat. No trashcan filled with wrinkled papers, no coat hanging from the hook, not even the desktop of the computer was light up. Did Max come in today, or did he call in to lie he was sick? Hm.. She flicked her gaze towards the desk again, trying one of the drawers with her fingers. No locks on the first two, but the third was locked as default probably. It was the model of the desk, this didnt even look like the one Max had in his old office. Ruby began doubting that that lad earlier pointed her corrently. He was so skittish, if he wasnt quite tall maybe he would look like a bug you stepped on. Wait. I've seen that guy before... If the woman remembered correctly, he was the one being quite awkward when Andrea, Max and herself went out of lunch.
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Fucking Timmy.
He better not be joking around this time, or the PD woupd be one man short until the end of the day. Blackwood's hand carelessly grabbed some paper from the first drawer, reading a boring report on some petty crime. "Criminals these days.." She sighed disappointed. So much potential, no one to guide them into mastering the art.. Pity, really. She didnt care much for that thief report. Ruby bent closer to the desk, not taking her legs off though, and put the pen she was playing with on the surface. She leaned back in the chair, making a paper plane out of that old report.
Sweet jesus she was startled. She grew familiar to Madden's walking pattern, as well as Andrea's and everyone in the warehouse. So Red didnt expect this stranger to enter the office, even though it was not a bathroom stool, so it was open for the public. The blonde's hands went behind her back, a reflex to hide the newly made paper plane, and left it there. Two fingers held the stick of the lolipop, while her free hand sustained the other one's elbow. Who was this guy to order her around like that?
Ruby raised a brow suspiciously, pulling the candy out of her mouth. "Excuse me? Who are you?" Not Madden for sure. She watched his posture for a second, and decided to play it cool. Ruby put her legs off the desk, adjusting her dress. The blonde rolled the lollipop into the other cheek, and put a strip of hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry, can I help you with something?" Did Max usually let random people come into his office like this? Red looked up at the guy, curiousity in her blue eyes.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 25, 2016 21:47:49 GMT 2
 you break his smile and i break your neck No prisoners. No living enemies. Jack White thought he could get away with poisoning Ruby's best friend, and now he thought he would get through this night alive, after kidnapping someone who stained the blonde's tar black heart, with red and gold, and most of all, with happiness. Hope...love. He made what she called a heart light up on the crippled edges. Small cracks, expanding and connecting one to each other with the shy light coming from within, until the coating shattered completely. Whatever was hidden underneath the tough layer of rust, Max slowly evoked it. And the Middle East fortunate would be a hypocrite if she denied the fact that Jacob did too. They had reached her at a personal level no one ever did before, creating some strong bond to keep them all close. The two were no longer among, but the most precious people, not things, she held close. Shivers coursed through her body at the thought of never seeing Max breathing again, just as she would have been breaking down for Jacob, in the hospital's waiting room. But her strong will got the best of her, as the French's words from the hospital night crawled back into her mind.. Everything was going to be alright, and just as Max was sure of Jacob to wake up again, Ruby was certain that Jack White will find his doom today, cold death invading his body and killing his senses in the slowest and painfullest of ways. She would make sure of it.
Stealth, to hell with stealth! This was all timed, and the clocks were not on the two criminals' side. No more errors, no more slips or signs of mercy. Whoever was inside of that building and did not have brown hair and a J&R marking on their chest would die tortured tonight. Ruby had no idea what was going on between those solid walls, but a slaughter house was a slaughter house, and if Madden was alright, maybe, just maybe, she would think of not beheading every. single. fucker. But there were low chances for that, and in all honesty, Ruby was not feeling particularily kind tonight. Jacob's aggressive aura was inspiring, influencing really. It put more hate on the base Red had already built for those unknown people who just dared to mess with their property. No...property was not right. Max was not an object. He was alive as much as the two were, and he will remain that way, at all costs.
The mercenary had took the lead into the building, and Ruby followed at maximum two steps behind, she was as close as she could be and determined to prove this house's name. Slaughter. Pierce kicked the door open, and the two barged into the room, taking in view all ahead of them. The pale light, the scent of death (which was refreshing, especially in this mood of the woman's), the frames of the overgrown rats walking on two legs and scuttering to safety as the death bringers broke into their home.
It was slaughter time.
Bullets flew, many hit the flesh of the unworthy, and the sound of bodies hitting the floor lifeless was like a sweet melody. The semi automatic was a bliss, she would have a hard time putting it back into the stash, but her finger never left the trigger for about one or two minutes, that felt like an eternity..or a few seconds, depending on whose point of view you were looking from. Ruby's clenched jaw stood that way, only her lips parted to let out a deep cry of anger, a growl in the word's true meaning. Her frown betrayed an imense amount of wrath, only to be calmed down when the last kidnapper standing, would hit the cold hard floor. Her weapon flung from the people closer to the center, towards the ones hurrying away or reaching for their own peasant guns. Bullets flew through their skulls, a beautiful shade of crimson splattering against the walls, the tools, the hooks, and everything close enough to the victims. Those were the easy prey. She saw Jacob shooting off at his own will too, and that was a reasurrance that no one could stop them now. No one. Not even that Jack White prick.
Max hung from a great hook, blood pooling below him. A horrid sight, that made the woman's breath be taken away for a moment. NO. Her mind screamed for Madden to be fine, the blood to be someone else's, and she moved forward into the room, stepping over someone's limp body and getting closer to a guy frantically trying to load his gun. She couldnt check on Max until all threats were dead. But this guy was shivering like shit, and when she raised the gun to execute him nicely, no bullet came out. Pffff, over, already? Madden didnt reload these often did he? She was about to get hit with the empty gun of that man too, if she didnt slam the semi automatic against it and then shoved the back of it in the goon's face. She was not listening to anything, anyone, no one's cries seemed to reach her ears and there was complete peace as the carnage took place. She didnt stop herself after the first hit, but rotated the gun and tossed it on a table near, pushing onto the floor some knives of all sizes.
Knives.
Were those goons planning to cut Max like cattle even more?! Until he bled out like some corpse left to rott?! Ruby's hand grabbed the closest tool, a simple hook knife, which she dug into the thug's neck and ripped his skin up to his jawline, letting the tool remain there now. She felt in her natural surroundings when her hands got covered in blood, and with no one else there to protest, if Jacob enjoyed his victims too, she would grab what appeared to be an axe and drag it towards another unfortunate soul. "See you all in Hell, morons." She spoke to herself, lifting the axe at once and letting it come in contact with force, with a man who got hit by a bullet, but did not die. His neck in two, Ruby swung the axe again, not fancying to use the gun at her waist for now, and looked at wherever Jacob woud be, with a questioning look concerning the axe. If he raised his arms, she'd throw it at him nicely for him to catch and get wild. The chains in the room got her eyes, and as a sweet payback deserved, she wanted to see people hanging from hooks just like they wanted Max to die like that.
Blackwood grabbed a long chainlink, the rattle noise filling the air, and she wrapped it around a corpse's wrists, joining them above the headless body, attaching a hook on top. She moved him hurriedly, adrenaline rushing through her blood, and raised the body up to a hanger against a wall. The corpse hung so nicely, but it was time to help Max. Where was Jack White? She didnt see him, either he died in the bulletstorm, or fleed, he was dead in both ways.
Ruby ran towards the French's helpless body, and would join Pierce in helping Max off the hook if he was already there. Her clothes stained, followed by her cheek now when she brushed her hand against it, they all matched the cop's bloody pattern on his body. "Max! Max! Wake up, Max." She attempted to reach his sleepy mind. |
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 24, 2016 16:42:00 GMT 2
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 24, 2016 12:07:10 GMT 2
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Was Grand Lux Cafe a nice spot? Yes, yes it was. Even if the setting looked a bit formal, and if the clientelle mostly wore work outfits, or anything really to go with their black suit. At least it was not Neo, where if you sat at a table alone, you risked getting a lap dance from some dancer there. Definitely not a place for business or a first impression. Unless, obviously, you wanted to hire a pimp. Ruby never really understood Ryan's preferrence to meet with possible contacts at Neo. Sure the place was theirs, and they had backup everywhere in case something happened, but Red felt a bit more classy sometimes.
Her gaze scanned around the place, silently observing everyone around and testing her own detective skills. Married people, cheating people, a woman who either bathed in money or just loved expensive jewellery - damn Ruby was sick of snobs. Snobs everywhere. She couldnt wait to see the Bianchi crawl back into the sewage once for all.
Soon enough, a familiar figure entered the cafe, walking towards the counter too and getting himself a coffee. Ruby kept her silence for a bit more, reading the man one last time before getting to business. Black coffee. Interesting. Black coffee drinkers are usually the no-nonsense type. They are meticulous, well organized and tend to avoid drama in their personal lives. Black coffee drinkers are straightforward and authentic. Since they don’t take sugar in their coffee, they tend to avoid sugar-coating their words as well. These coffee drinkers are great with money and they usually run in the same circles with successful professional individuals. She quickly judged him a bit, in the good way. Ruby remembered all those hours of training to be able to analyse a person, and they really paid off. But was this guy really like that? It remained to be seen.
The blonde grabbed her coffee, and after paying for it, she walked closer to the potential contact. Sugar-free coffee and a book, I'd say you're preparing yourself for something." She offered a friendly smile, situating herself at a polite distance on the next chair. "I'm glad you decided to drop by, Mr Kulakov." That should give away everything he needed to know that the one summoning the teacher was here. |
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 23, 2016 22:46:51 GMT 2
RUBY to ELLIOTFor both our sake, we decided to stop watching combat sports before sex.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 23, 2016 22:33:58 GMT 2
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 23, 2016 21:39:20 GMT 2
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 23, 2016 6:40:59 GMT 2
RUBY to RYANAll I remember is screaming "butter knifes" are for pussies. Man, I'm never drinking from your vodka stash again.. |
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 22, 2016 18:20:40 GMT 2
Ruby Red Blackwood | PD. You gotta love the PD. Especially after it got bombed by the Bianchi. The idiots still haven't figured out who bombed them, and frankly, it was amusing to watch the cops point fingers at the anonyms in under the name of Enigma. It was very relaxing, watching the chaos around, people running to the right, cops shooting to the left, explosions in the background...only if it was Engima's hand..
Nevertheless, Ruby loved how the Bianchi redecorated the CPD. A wall covered in some black powder, possibly ash, there. Half a desk being moved by some pumped up guys to an other room (or the garbage outside, whatever). You could still spot persons renovating the place. The only thing Red thought it was unnecesary to bomb was maybe the K9 unit, poor dogs did nothing and were homeless over night. You dont drag animals and children into war, you filthy rats. The woman directed her thoughts at the White Family (Bianchi) , and shook her frustration away.
Today's plans? None. Nothing, nada. And since she had no task, no assassination and no one to annoy back at the Warehouse, Blackwood decided to pay her dear, dear cop a small visit. Or, a longer one... It was all up to Madden, really. She walked around the halls of the PD for a few moments, smilling to herself at how nice the aftermath of the whole nose-pocking looked. Their fault for getting bombed, really. She wondered what the PD found exactly, that made the Bianchi get such extreme measures. And after all, Enigma knew who bombed these guys, it wasnt them after all. They just didnt sleepwalk and put C4 here and there. Well, not after the first incident anyway.
Ruby fiddled with the ends of her dress like a little girl getting bored, rolling the edges or folding them between her fingers and letting go of the material, while searching if the offices had been relocated or redistributed. Well, on Max Madden's office there was no longer the plastic or metal plate with his name on it. Either someone took it off to shove it somewhere, or he got his office moved. The blonde tilted her head, looking further at the corridor and not bothering to actually knock or go in and check if Max was there. His glass door was wooden now anyway.
She thought about going back to the information desk for a moment, since she reached the old spot of the boss' office and Max's name plate was on none of the doors she saw. But then, she saw some guy walk on the other half of the hall, and she took a few steps closer to the man, asking for directions. Why not, after all?
"Hi there, could you tell me where Mr Madden's office moved? I can't seem to find it." She spoke in a friendly tone, the guy (who just so happened to be Timmy, the gossip prick who started those rumors about Max and Andrea hooking up, only based on the fact that apparently Madden was sleeping with some blonde) pointed towards a door across the hall. That was the chief's office, wasnt it? Did Max get promoted? Oh geez...did he kill his boss without calling Ruby to assist or help?! He better not. Or maybe it was a temporary move, what did Ruby know? Nevertheless, she had no idea it was a prank. She thanked him, and made her way to the said office.
There she knocked once, and no voices came from the inside, so the criminal just twisted the knob and entered the office like it was her own home. A nice desk with a fancy rotating chair were near the middle of the room. She closed the door behind her, a smirk creeping up on her face, and walked towards the desk. Some files on the surface, a calendar on the wall, the computer, all that shit was present. Ruby situated herself in the comfortable black chair, rotating it once or twice to test it, before turning back towards the desk and putting her feet up on the table, legs crossed. The blonde adjusted her dress, so it would stay nicely on her legs without actually letting any views slip, and she grabbed a pen from one of the drawers (how she loved to rummage though other people's stuff) and held it with both index fingers, elbows resting on the chair's armrests. Blackwood kept moving the lollipop in her mouth from the right to the left, and back, staring at the boring pen as she tilted it not on the bridge of her nose. ♥ Painting white roses red;
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 21, 2016 21:29:09 GMT 2
Ruby Red Blackwood outfit ### words muse
notes: Ryry PLS | Oh geez. Break their faces? Max and Jacob's...pretty faces? That was exactly why Ruby did not accept to give away any surnames. "Ah, see, that's why you dont get to meet anyone. I can break their faces just fine too, but it's not the case." Ruby reasurred with a laugh, cocking a brow at him. The tone he spoke with, so natural like he was discussing weather, it made the blonde feel like Ryan had her back always, in a way no one else did before. No, actually, someone did, but they were long gone. And that empty spot in the blonde's heart, the place of a loving brother (as much of an idiot Ryan was) got slowly filled in by King. She held him close to her, seeing some sort of role model in him and the image of a family. A proper one.
"Oh yeah, they have a lot of stuff to talk about, when it's about my toys. Sometimes they like the games, sometimes they dont. It's all fun in the end." The woman joked around, only testing Ryan's nerves when it came to accepting some unknown dudes to be friends of his little sister. Ruby smirked proudly, yet for Ryan it was obvious she was only joking. Or was it? Hopefully his protective personality wont blind him. "We had to tone it down once, the neighbours came to complain about the noise. I was so glad it wasn't my apartment we were at." She laughed again, blurting out lies made on the moment. How much until King got enough of poking into her personal life?
Ugh. Blackwood eventually felt a biiiit of guilt, like she was indeed giving him the false impression that she was somehow betraying or making him her second best friend. (Though, theoretically, he would be somewhere in the first 4 spots, Ruby never really assigned Andrea, Jacob and Max an official spot on that list) The woman dumped a last gun magazine in the last box, applying the duct tape over it and looking at Ryan with a hopeful expression. She sighed, biting the interior of her cheek before talking. "I dont want you all to meet just because you...overreact." She shrugged innocently. It was not like Ryan actually had why to get angry at the two men especially, noo.. ♥ Painting white roses red;
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 21, 2016 10:20:43 GMT 2
Max Madden proved the size of his heart once again, accepting to make a deal that could benefit them both. It was nt a selfish pact, the woman did not hope for miracles on her side, she made this deal more to get the chance and help Madden out with his problem, as a payback for not pushing her away. Even if her intention was indeed to push the man far from her walls. But a promise was a loyal act, and loyalty was Red's only god. Her paranoia was not well reasoned, the blonde trusted Max and Jacob alike, she felt ashamed to allow herself to think for a single moment that any of them could turn their backs at her. It was their choice nevertheless, and she would never blame them if they did so, still. Frankly, Ruby hadnt been questioning any feelings, not towards the mercenary and nor towards the police officer staining her whole being. An old Hebrew saying told "Love, like blood, will always stain." and it was extremely accurate. But with herself only having experienced lust, there was not the luxury for her to afford to think there could be any.. other feelings between her and the French. Though there was always this moment when she asked herself "what if" , late at night when she couldnt sleep and this whole friendship/relationship thing stole her thoughts and sleep. There was the fear that if she got emotionally attached to someone, her loyalties, her father and Enigma would always come between her and her personal life. Secretly, she just didnt want anyone to get hurt, physically and psychically. But she realised that for Max, she'd take any risks. Her feelings for Jacob at that point were not so complicated,they were close and great friends. But Madden kept turning her emotions in a carousel, lead by confusion and hesitance. His smile filled her empty heart, and Ruby found herself smilling warmly too, in a reasurring way. She couldnt laugh of his fear, phobias were nothing to make fun of. But the way he spoke made her let out a small chuckle. "We'll stock on diapers when we start your therapy." The blonde saw her own image in his eyes, pupils focusing back on his blue orbs. She knew one thing for sure, she wont tell anyone about Max's fear until he will get over it. Not even Jacob, if the French didnt want the mercenary to know. "Thank you." Maybe she was repeating herself, but there was really no ammount of thanks she could tell him to make up for his impact on her today. Ruby's hesitant glare moved back on their hands, and she untangled theur fingers, seemingly wanting to get away for a moment, but a hug followed. Ruby's arms wrapped around the man's waist, attempting a genuine embrace. She'd place her head against his chest, his own heat engulfing her with a strange belonging feeling. You're so naïve, blondie.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 19, 2016 17:43:59 GMT 2
you break his smile and i break your neck Ambushed. He was right, they did not need to take extreme risks and jeopardize the whole rescue move. Ruby should know better, her own driving style was meant to avoid traffic or ambushes, but when it came to getting to save someone she cared about...she was no longer putting her own safety first. Jacob didnt deserve to end up in the hospital again either, and nor did Max.
"I'll pretend I did not see it." Ruby lied, regarding the weapon stash. If they put the weapons back in, preferably before max would get to ask questions, maybe they'd get away with it? She'd just tell Madden that Pierce gave her that weapon, until obviously a day later when she'll tell him the truth.
Life was so unfair for Lucius, he got left behind at the hospital, and now when Max got kidnapped...Ruby almost considered grabbing him and getting him with them in the car. But that wouldnt change anything, only make matters worse. She pressed her lips together, mentally scolding herself for not being able to do more good at once, in was not in her power. But the dog had water and food in the bowls, toys to play with and all the stuff Max provided, so he was in his own home. Jacob quickly tossed some car keys to the woman, and Ruby caught them only to toss them herself, on some shelf near. "Got my own car. And I'll keep the killing for later." The Israeli muttered, dead-set on punishing whoever kidnapped Max.
Once in the car, Blackwood didnt bother to put on her seatbelt or anything, she placed the semi automatic gun near the speed shifter, to be near. She was too hurried, and the only thing she was grateful for, tonight, was that not many cars circulated. Oh who was she kidding, she'd get past the cars anyway. The car got moving, in a sudden manner, and the shifter got moved according to how fast the two wanted to go (which was maximum) . Ruby would take the turns to wherever Jacob instructed, and in a record time they'd arrive at the slaughter house.
Red pulled the hand brake, grabbing the weapon from Max's stash and getting out of the car with aggresive moves. "We take no prisoners, do we?" A wicked grin appeared on the woman's face, brows forming the beginning of a determined frown. There would be no living people besides Max, and the two criminals, in the end. |
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 19, 2016 9:41:39 GMT 2
Elliot Mackie & Ruby Blackwood Ahh..finally. >: )
Okay, so here's the thing: Ruby's an assassin and also Enigma's right hand, friends with two people in the PD (though I doubt Elliot would know that, or not, idk) and all that stuff. She's been brought up for interrogation once, but there was literally no evidence behind her to accuse her of murder. There is someone who has her actual statement she committed the murder, but it hasnt been recorder, nor told to anyone else in the PD (so it's like it never happened)
Idea 1) : What I was thinking about, is maybe a quick car chase, leading to an interrogation? I imagine Ruby going over the speed limit as usual, and maybe it just so happens to be the Chief patrolling? She'd get the idea the police caught her doing something wrong (because she thinks her chaotic driving is completely normal) and she'd try to lose them, but eventually something goes wrong and Elliot catches up with the car and brings her to the PD? Lots of confusion following xD Idea 2) : Since she does have two bestfriends inside the PD, she kinda frequents the station, be it to get out and have lunch with the PD's IT geek Andrea, or just..you know, drop by Max's office.. But imagine if she bumped into Elliot one day instead of Max Madden lol. She's sitting at his desk all casual waiting for him, and Elliot comes by to drop Max some paperwork but finds a stranger there, or he's the one in the office putting files already and she walks in like it's no big deal. Either would be funny, lol. I'm thinking idea 2 and idea 1 could kinda get hit head in head as timeline stuff, so if anything, (if you want both) the second one sounds like it could happen first. Just so they'd be strangers and there wouldnt be much suspicion (besides the default one). If the first idea would happen first, there'd be more trouble and inconvenience for Ruby lol no jailWhatever it is, she'll mock their "renovating" status of the PD without any mercy or shame. They've been poking the wrong persons, so it's their fault they got bombed xP Thoughts? Cx
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Jan 17, 2016 18:45:52 GMT 2
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Criminals. That word alone inspired some sort of patriotic feeling to the blonde, as if that was some sort of nation, family, someone's roots. But really, the underdogs, the people in the shadows who controlled anything untouched by the light - those people were the best. But with new criminals crawling through the underworld, both Bianchi and Enigma had to be on the look out for trouble. It was not that one criminal, or more, could bring them down - no. The thing was..new faces meant new connections. Be those bad or good, it remained to be seen.
Enigma held pride in all the good connections they made with the less "public" people, the shadowy images (or maybe that was just Ruby, considering any contact as priceless) . So when she heard about a new face with dirty hands coming in Chicago, the Righ Hand's interest was captured. No way she was letting the Bianchi get to this guy before Enigma did. Just imagine every criminal being fished by the White Family (the Bianchi) and then they turned those into their own rats, to crawl in the sewage and to bite Enigma's toes. Unacceptable.
This guy was particularily easy to find. Ruby noted him down from the first time he had made his way here, in this doomed city, and kept doing her homework on the man's schedule (once she found out he was actually a teacher). Interesting choice for a career, given that you work daily with people (though bratty teens can rarely be named people) and then you just happen to be killing some, for the same purpose - money. This word, "money", stood on the tip of everyone's tongue, and took up most of their thoughts. It was a waste, really, to let yourself be bought like nothing more than an object, or a puppet.
Maybe that was just Blackwood's opinion. It remained to be seen. The blonde had contacted this teacher/murder-lover with the intention to meet up with him, and give him a little test. Teachers loved those, didnt they? Ha. Ah, dammit, Ruby felt full of jokes on the guy's job. It will be fun for sure.
The man was to recieve a letter, signed anonymously, telling him to drop by the Grand Lux Cafe, where he would meet up with a person willing to offer him a contract. No names, no gang identities, not even the gender of the person was specified. He had also been given an hour to be present at, with no other conditions. It was a public space, coming armed would only be a nice clue for the blonde to form her idea about the man.
Waiting for the teacher to arrive at the given spot (that, if he would consider droping by) , Ruby ordered herself a coffee, nothing too fancy, and sat on the stoolchair, a hand around the warm cup and the other tapping bored against the lid, and she would occasionally take a sip out of the coffee, after it was cool enough. |
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