HEARTLESS

venus nodded slowly, of course she was. it made her job to be much easier and fun too. “i used to not see a different,” venus took another slow drink from her tea. it was a lie but it didn’t matter, killing people and breaking the law is all the same, she did it with pride and without remorse. the only reason that venus could see things in a new light was due to what pantheon offered her and she couldn’t deny that having a ticket to kill everyone she wanted, with the catch being that the person deserved the death, she was okay with it.

“nowadays? we’ve got the better deal.” venus shrugged, going back to listen to the conversation. it was simple enough, some drugs being moved around and the idiots thought that talking in an open restaurant was smart. “they’re talking about a warehouse i’d have to visit later to blow up, hopefully with them inside.” venus fought a smile, it’s been awhile since she had to fight to show her emotions. “you want to come help me kill them?”

“𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓? the good and the bad?” a sunny afternoon is simply not the right time for a philosophical discussion on moral ethics, especially when she’d rather be drinking her frappé and basking in the glorious sun, and yet the one thing that she does know is that conversations with venus are never dull, so she’ll let it slide this time around. quite frankly, kingsbane doesn’t exactly see herself as the right person for this debate. her own intricate point of view has always been skewed and twisted, created in a way that helps her sleep better at night on her imported and overly expensive sheets. nothing’s better for naked body than silk. 

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: good morning, darling! ✉ → [neshama sheli]: i am aware that it’s 2 pm but it’s morning for me! ✉ → [neshama sheli]: so...  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: you and i and some abandoned beach on the mediterranean sea, and more than a couple of bottles of krug champange? what do you say?  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: i could also get us some fresh fruit 

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: you make me want to be a better person. that’s why i’m trying, i truly am, but i’m afraid that i’m failing. i’m not the person you think i am. 

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: SOS  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: i just purchased two topiaries, one in the shape of a swan and the other of a cat ✉ → [neshama sheli]: but i don’t own a house! where am i supposed to place them? 

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: bisous!!!!!  ✉ → [neshama sheli]:  💋 💋 💋 💋 💋 💋 ✉ → [neshama sheli]:  bisousss!  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: bisous* ✉ → [neshama sheli]: 💋 ✉ → [neshama sheli]: 💋 ✉ → [neshama sheli]: 💋

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: darling! would you be up for some nude sunbathing?  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: my breasts look better than ever!

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: in the mood for wine and deep talks! come over to my place now

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: all these people who cough around me when i smoke should probably try to cough harder because i don’t give a shit 

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: remind me to one day tell you the story of how i, during my uni days, went to sleep with hundreds of wine bottles all around my body and a flower crown on my head  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: i’m pretty sure that makes me a deity 

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: call me when you get there! okay? 

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: i somehow found myself in istanbul and i’m staying at the ciragan palace kempinski and they serve quite interesting sweets  ✉ → [neshama sheli]:  and i just had the sultan's golden cake for dinner and i think you need to try it asap  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: you know i actually ordered ten and made sure that they send it to your address! for you and your son of course! ✉ → [neshama sheli]:  that’s all! 💋 💋

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: i’ve never seen a single indiana jones movie ✉ → [neshama sheli]: are they worth watching? 

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: i just got invited to the oscars? i don’t even know why? they’re just my associate, why should i be their plus one? 

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

✉ → [neshama sheli]: pictures of my breasts are not for sale  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: unless  ✉ → [neshama sheli]: oh hey aylin, feel free to ignore those messages above, i’ll tell you all about it on monday 

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

send “#” for a RANDOM text.

when: flashback to october 21st, 2020 where: athens, greece with: @agentkingsbane​​

venus’ next target was having a meeting outside in an open restaurant, which meant she couldn’t really shoot through to kill them, it’ll attract too much attention and cause panic. so intead she put a listening device under the table and now she was sipping her milk tea as they were talking about how they were going to steal hundred of weapons and sell them in the black market.

she invited kingsbane out of courtesy if anything else, wherever venus went she always checked if there was an agent there just in case she needed help or entertainment, or the real reason she just missed seeing them after so long, after what happened with agent hathaway. “people still think they can get away with doing something they shouldn’t.” venus said, suddenly realizing the irony of her words. “us not included.”

𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 taking a sip and wishing to say something, she’s left with some crema on the very top of her nose as she nearly begins to chuckle. the famous frappé has always been her drink of choice on the greece terrain, served alongside a plate of ann's melomakarona, and while she’s not exactly certain that greeks would condone her tendency to combine drinks and sweets that usually don’t mix together, she can’t force herself to change. “the joke’s on you, darling venus. that’s my entire life described in one sentence. from the very day that i was born.”

— location: le meridien beach plaza, monte carlo — date and time: july 15th, 2020 | afternoon — availability: closed | @agentkingsbane​

The racing heartbeat that functioned remotely close to an alarm clock ever since the event of the month of may, hardly dissipated during her attempt of pretending she had been able to surpass the situation effortlessly. Yet, alone in her room — at least, some of those nights —, gave her the chance of leaving her nightmares behind the door in a tidy room until the moment she would find herself searching for Zélie, lips curved upwards while pretending everything was alright, until the moment her brain would actually believe in it. 

The agent was part of a short list of people that Selin adored having around and that were able to give her room to merely appreciate being entertained by vanity in this world. Despite how much she was obsessed with history and everything surrounding it, Selin also had different hobbies and traits that shaped herself: and being pampered with a luxurious vacation was easily one of the items over that list.

Hours passed by, and the so known golden hour soon would start to gently touched her skin while behind sunglasses Selin appreciate the beautiful view of the private beach the resort offered. “Have you tried their mojito? It’s been my favorite drink they offer here ever since we got to this hotel,” alcohol was usually a great escape, anyway. 

“I was thinking about our plans for the night, do you have anything in mind?” She questioned, arching an eyebrow and motioning her head to look towards Zélie. “Maybe we could head towards a casino. Change our outfits for the night and look incredibly stunning as we can always look. We can have our share of fun,” which could easily mean anything. After all, it was a place crowded by rich people urging to spend their money, to go through the rush of perhaps losing it. 

. 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 and life of those who dance on the wrong side of the law. she’s a charmer, not by choice but by nature, and there’s nothing more that she loves than to flirt with danger, until the moment it flirts back and threatens to leave a sleek dagger in her back. one day, she won’t be able to waltz away with an easy, one day, her favourite tango partner will put its hands around her neck and squeeze the life out of her. it’s baffling to think how one moment can just change the course of everything, and even she, the one who swore to herself that she’d never look back, now finds herself looking past her shoulder.

— she tries to fight it, the urge to think of hathaway and kraken, and on most nights, she’s successful, focused, detached, but there’s always one notion that she can never shake off; that could’ve been me. does she mean the killer or the victim? what if she’s both? ❛ i have, but i find myself more drawn to the jungle bird, ❜ she snaps back to reality and lifts up her glass, concealing her smile behind the marmalade coloured drink. ❛ though i must admit that mojitos suite you quite well. sugar and lingering coolness trapped in a single glass. the best of both worlds. cheers to you, my darling selin,❜ life wasn’t supposed to be this way, she wasn’t supposed to get attached and yet, selin snuck up on her like a cat in the dark and she never stood a chance. 

❛ well we could always rent vintage sports cars and cruse around the coast, perhaps even race a little, as after all, we’re in monte carlo. we ought to honour the old tradition. but when it comes to the rest of the evening...  ❜ she pauses, wishing she hadn’t forgotten her trusted pair of sunglasses back in her hotel suit, practically forced to shield her eyes with only one hand. ❛ oh selin, it’s like you read my mind. i’ve been meaning to find an excuse to wear my vintage black yves saint laurent gown. maybe i could even put on some pearls. ❜

                      𝐙𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄  / 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃  / 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒

                    LYING ODYSSEUS REPLIED, ‘I WILL TELL YOU THE TRUTH COMPLETELY.’