"What do about Checkerface, kora?" Colonello frowned.
Circe smiled. "Well, he's a Mist, I like clever man and has such delicate and pretty features. He would look lovely in a dress and silks. Back in my days-"
"No, Circe." Skull rolled his eyes. "Can you stop kidnapping men to be your sex-slaves, please? Its the 21 century."
Circe pouted at the purple baby. "But heâs the strongest in Mafia! The Administrator! My children would so powerful! They can take over the Mafia!"
"Mafia see Skies as Kings. Mist are Evil Advisors." Elene pointed out.
Bermuda and the Vindice were staring at the greek sorceress as if she grew a second head.
"The Man in Iron Hat should not reproduce!" One the the bandaged figures exclaimed.
Circe just hunffed and crossed her arms. "They would be my precious white-haired children! He is mere my concubine! My kept mistress!"
"I volunteer to join the pretty lady's harem!" Shamal exclaimed.
"Lonely!" She clapped her hands. "I want the Varia Boss too! He was such beautiful red eyes."
Squalo choked in his wine. "Voi, woman, what the hell is wrong with you-"
"No, Circe!" Skull shouted. "Not even Checkerface deserves it! Can you please stop?"
"Tch. Mafia men do far worse to their very unwilling mistress and wives, I am begin a good feminist and switching roles!" Golden eyes blinked innocently.
"Are you trying to live up to your namesake, your crazy woman?" Gokudera shouted.
Circe smirked slyly. "Namesake, boy? Don't be a fool, I am the-"
"My prisoner will remain in my custody." Lyanna interrupted the argument, smilling like a shark in a blood water. It send shivers down everyone spine. "I will see a punishment fit for our sweet little Kawahira-chan, won't be? I am a Greek maiden after all, I must be a good hostess for my prized guest. As Donna Carcassa."
Reborn, as always, attempted to take control over the situation. "He cannot be allow to run free again, we should arrange proper-"
"Shut up, Signor Reborn." Lyanna said, sipping tea. "You are nobody here. Have no say whatsover. Just a weak arrogant fool that can't even break his own curse. Strongest Seven, who? Not you, love."
Reborn glared at her, Lyanna smirked back. Not a inch of guilty over her actions.
Dark coals eyes staring at purple sly ones. You could hear a pin drop of the tense silence. Killing intent left the room's air dry.
"Since the Arcobaleno, the so-called strongest Seven, failed to catch Checkerface and break their curse. While I, humble darling me, did both." Lyanna batted her eyelashes and curled her hand in her chest. "I'd find adorable how all of you have the audacy to think you have any say whatover in how I handle my prisoner." A sneer in her painted red lips.
Reborn frowned and glared at her.
Lyanna continued. "We beat Checkerface and we broke the Curse, while little Reborn just sat here whinning about begin the World's Greatest Hitman, he's pretty useless, why you called him here, again? Its not like he's strong anyway, he didnât even beat the Man in Iron Hat. We did."
"Silence, soldier. I wasn't speaking to you." She hissed out. "The pacifers are mine. The Man in Iron Hat in my prisoner. There is nothing any of you can do about it. You were absolutely useless. Now be a good boy and know your place."
