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★ : What their favorite thing is about your muse.

Serenity sat down at her desk with a file open in front of her, a frown knitted her brows together as her green eyes scanned over the pages again. He had to be at least two years younger than her! Why would anyone believe he was the leader of the Dollars? But then why would anyone believe that she was a spy. A heavy sigh passed her lips, it was one thing to be hired by the Awakusu but another to be hired to watch over a teenager.

Running her fingers through her hair Serenity finally plucked up the courage to turn on the pc they’d provided for her, that way they could watch everything that was being said. It didn’t take long for the screen to load before she went onto a chat site which she was advised to join.

Ask Box Meme

My muse(s): Izaya Orihara

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

Calls the police.

   He held a faint air of elitism, his shoulders straightened along with his back as he waltzed down the street, perhaps even humming a soft tune to himself. It wasn’t a terrible day out; there weren’t very many clouds and although the streets of Ikebukuro were a bit more crowded, it was to be expected as it it was the weekend. People shifted about, teenagers laughed in their small groups of friends.. the stench of coffee and other soft drinks rose into the air from nearby cafe’s and vending machines. The pleasant, relieved sighs of workers that had the day off flowed into his ears, as the male turned the corner.

   But what he wasn’t expecting was to have his calmer cocky exterior shattered, his pleasant mood to almost be snapped in half by the irritation that presented itself before him. He felt like he had been body slammed, staggering backwards for about half a foot before catching his balance and shaking his head. Staring into the nervous face of his new competitor, he offered a very devilish grin.