#crimecourted

          she had been to the casino once or twice before. it wasn't the place she usually met up with the amoretto family and their associates, but it was the most likely place to find them when they weren't already hunting her down herself ( looking at you, saverio ). with a new batch of cupcakes in hand and some free time from classes to burn, leah decided it'd be a good day to pay her favorite set of father/uncle figures a visit. after all, these cupcakes weren't going to be taste tested themselves!

          she did feel a bit out of place upon entering the establishment, especially because of what she was carrying and her attire, but she had a focus in mind that seemed to allow her to tune the self-consciousness out. looking around for a familiar face, she slowed her pace, careful steps taking her deeper into the casino.

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“…”

Nunnally didn’t expect to meet anyone there. It was usually a place, where she could find a solitude, and let her smile drop, before she was to force herself one more time to put on a fake (but naturally looking) smile, and come back to the main room. It was rather dark, where they were standing together, but Nunnally still managed to recognize the man. Did he know who she was? Probably. Most knew (or at least had heard about) themselves. It was a relatively small world.

“…Thank you…” – she leaned upon the wall looking at the night sky; listening to his compliment – “…though probably I did not do well enough if you were able to see me through…” – it was her honest statement, but perhaps also a way to appease him. Probably that was not a difficult guess, either. After all, these meeting had their (hidden) purposes, and it was not a secret she was one of the most wanted bachelorettes around.

Even though it was a known fact, his words came as a surprise. Nunnally didn't expect such a straightforwardness. In fact, honesty (in any form), was nothing she had ever expected. She turned her head towards him; her blue eyes opened slightly wider, curiosity now clearly painted in them.

( “Indeed, it is.” ); was what Nunnally might have replied, if she cared less about being polite. She much preferred to have to deal with the hordes of men courting her, than having her father finally arranging her marriage. What would happen at some point anyway. Nunnally was well aware of that.

Send me a Pokémon Type & I’ll make a Team for my muse using only Pokémon of that type~.

{Okay, so~! Personally, I'd say my favorite type is mostly a three-way tie lol-- between fire, dark, and grass-- all of which i've given Minato teams for, for funsies, before~ (which imma repost here u w u)}

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆:

𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌:

𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔:

However~, I'm gonna add a remake of his poison centric team too~, because why not u w u

Funny to think how doctors and assassins alike have specializations. Years devoted to honing one's craft, building a reputation and carving out a space for themselves in the competitive market of providing solutions to ailing problems - some more permanent than others.

As someone who just happened to be both, Alice knew more or less what to expect whenever a new client got in touch, particularly for her secondary business. Higanbana was well known for picking her clients, not the other way around. All of her targets were men who committed heinous crimes towards defenseless victims, whose deaths were always ruled natural or accidental, some of which were particularly embarrassing or downright humiliating.

So, color her absolutely surprised when her newest potential client offered an exorbitant, actually ridiculous amount of money to... take down a mafia boss. Frowning, she had to stop and reread the entire thing again, confused as to why they had picked her to offer this contract to. Of course, her targets were always powerful men who were dificult to reach, but taking down a CEO or a celebrity was nothing like going against the mafia. Off the top of her head, Alice could come up with a handful of colleagues who would be better suited to take this job. Why her? It intrigued her, but not in the good way.

Her frown only deepened as she went through the proof of misconduct they offered in order to convince her. Anyone involved with the mafia was expected to have a laundry list of crimes attached to their name, but she required a very particular brand of cruelty to take someone out. And in a world where the men at the top were pretty much expected to be awful to women, they wanted to sic her on the one guy who'd never had even a bad rumor to his name. Anger coiled in the pit of her stomach and she set everything else aside to focus fully on the task at hand.

While researching her 'target' and contemplating how to approach him, Alice found that La Zampa D'Oro was looking for live singers and figured that'd be a fun way in. She went through the interview process and was quickly hired, performing a couple of times during the week before being given the coveted prime slot on the weekends. Patiently, she waited until the owner of the casino graced them with his presence. A smile tipped her red lips as their gazes met and she held onto the electrifying contact while she sang. Having found out he had a wonderful civilian boyfriend during her research had her worried she might not be able to get close enough to him through the conventional means, but an invitation to his office was extended after her performance.

Her heels echoed in the long hallway as she followed one of the attendants to the luxurious office, being told he would be right there with her. She could barely contain her smile. Was this a test? Did he suspect her in any way? Leaving her alone in his office like this, was he hoping to catch her snooping around? It mattered not. She looked around curiously while waiting for him, looking back at the sound of the door opening and going straight to the point.

Munday Questions @crimecourted

🐱 - Do you have any pets?

CHERRY!!!! My cat!! I've have her for three years now and she's a spoiled little brat but I love her I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world!!!

🐶 - What's your favorite animal?

I love monkeys!! I think monkeys are my favorite!!

🦕 - What's your favorite dinosaur?

I.... don't know if I have one?? Maybe a brontosaurus?? But in apology, have this!!

Did this count as flirting? Questionable. But it’d serve as a good excuse for him to drag someone along so he could get more Pompompurin merchandise.

This is your permission to flirt with my muse. @crimecourted

          "are you gonna be a cute worm, or would you be one of those nasty, fuzzy worms?" she's thinking of caterpillars, actually, but they're worm shaped at the very least. so close enough, right? "kidding! sort of — if i knew it was you, i'd still love you. you can live in one of my plants so long as you don't eat it. if i wake up and you're on my face though, i'm kicking you out of my house."