Ruelle Jein, mostly known as Rue....was a killer, always fueled with a fiery temper and had a strong liking for spaghetti. It would be a horrible mistake to anger her even the slightest bit, because Rue would immediately come after you for revenge. She wasn't anything like the other ladies back in the 1920s, for her fashion style was masculine....a suit and a bright green trenchcoat was the ideal everyday outfit for her. She looked the opposite of a flapper, but strangely acted like a flapper too. Rue didn't like the feminine sound of her full name, so she preferred to be called a shortened version of her name; Rue.
Everyday, Rue would listen to the radio and hear Alastor's voice....she always made sure to turn on the radio when Alastor was broadcasting, obsessed and even curious about the famous radio host. Whenever she wasn't listening to Alastor's voice on the radio, she was grumpy....a slight frown resting on her face. Sometimes, she would grin as she heard one of her crimes being broadcasted by Alastor, and she even liked her title that Alastor had given her as well.
“Charmante minette”
Charming kitty lady....such a sweet title for a raging ticking time bomb on the loose. Alastor seemed to noticed her crimes- and love them as well. Maybe...could it be.....that they both were obsessed about eachother? No no no, it couldn't be....I mean, how could a radio host be obsessed with just another criminal that he needs to broadcast? That question had remained unanswered until the two had finally met only a day ago...at the most unexpected of times. Rue couldn't help but feel her mind keep racing about what happened the day before, when she had kissed with Alastor in the alleyway. She sighed softly.
"Why would anyone bother to love me, I'm a mess and a criminal on the loose."
