#prodigiosummusae

As soon as she spotted them she couldn’t take her eyes off them. They were little fairies!! Well they didn’t look like fairies per say but what else could they be? They were small, they floated around, and they cause mischief; they had to be fairies! Growing more curious she watches the small yellow creatures with a hand firmly pressed to the top of her straw hat to keep it in place. 

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❝Wh-- Really?! Talking about bad luck...❞

Shinobu clenched the purse’s strap hanging around her shoulder as her knees buckled slightly, shoulders drooping. The eccentric woman hung her head with a sigh at the thought of choosing a gang-war territory for her first spot of operation: starting-your-life-over.

She had hoped Italy could help put some pep in her step after FINALLY divorcing her no-show of a husband. With her parents stepping in to help watch her son back in Morioh, this left her the opportunity to explore! Live the life of excitement that she has always DREAMED of, even if it’s for a short amount of time!

Yet, it might come to a screeching halt if this city is too risky for the newly single mother. 

The woman with pinkish-red hair was about ready to throw in the towel, but the stranger before her offered assistance and a name. This caused her to pick up her head and blink. There’s a way to pick out who is from the normal crowd and others with dangerous intent? This Bruno Bucciarati might be her saving grace for this vacation!

❝Would you really? Oh-- I’m Shinobu Kawajiri, by the way!❞

What a shaky introduction she gave while straightening out her polka-dotted dress from her dramatic stance earlier. Shinubo even gave a small grin in trying to come off as much more friendlier. Hazel eyes flickered to the hand before her, placing her own dainty hand into his grip so she can shake it up and down. 

“My apologies… things have been a little tense lately.” The Capo sighed as he eased up his grip and shook the others hand properly. The number of enemies he’d had to deal with lately was starting to get a little silly and he just wanted a break for just a moment at this point. “A pleasure to meet you but what can I do for you?”

Tense? Jorah wondered what the Capo meant by that. Trouble in paradise perhaps? No matter, that was not really her problem so why bother with it? Jorah’d heard plenty of praise regarding this faction. They could handle it and if they didn’t, well, it still wasn’t her problem. 

-“It is alright. Stress happens to us all.”- She waved the apology off behind a coy smile. -“Forgive me for not introducing myself first. Jorah Gothique, but please, call me Jorah.”- 

Starter for @prodigiosummusae

Just keep on running...

Words that echoed throughout her mind whenever she got close to any form of civilization; she knew that she couldn’t stay anywhere for long periods, otherwise she would be found and hunted yet again. It had been at least a few months, at least to her knowledge, since she had been targetted by her own team and forced on the run. Why they wanted to suddenly kill her was beyond even her own questioning but the flame that was once Yang Xiao Long had dwindled into a silent, barely speaking flicker of anger.

Her running had led her all the way to the likes of the streets of Argus, a supposedly safe city for those that needed refuge. But knowing Atlas officials...if she was found, she’d be instantly incarcerated and most likely put into prison, she had committed a lot of shit just to get here in the first place, and whether or not anyone would even help her is beyond her.

          Call this a “social experiment.” Ever since her friend Eiko had told her she’d FAIL a test on love, she’d needed to prove her wrong. Makoto Niijima was an honors student -- student council president. Top of her class. She would NEVER FAIL any test. Seemed her blunt, straight-forward, robotic personality wasn’t equating to romantic “game”, though. 

Honestly they gave him so much shit even though he was the one who came and gave them the second chance they all so desperately wanted.

I literally cannot wrap my mind around why they treated him that way.

If I were in their shoes, I’d have shown him so much respect and gratitude. People had lost a large chunk of their hope, then along comes this brilliant, warmhearted man that wants to help them get back what they lost, and?? He didn’t even QUESTION it. He had an idea and ran with it.

Granted, we don’t know how much time he spent with Cassie after he found her, but he high-tailed his ass all the way from California to FUCKIN’ NEW YORK IN A SHITTY VAN. And the whole time, his mind is WHIRLING. He’s thinking about this silly little idea he’s had. He wants to try. He doesn’t see a whole lot of value in himself, but he goes to the people that did in the hopes that they’ll hear this idea out.

Thank heck for Steve and Nat because I can’t imagine the idea would have grown if anyone else had been there when Scott pulled up.