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@strongshields •
            
                  it was  / one /  mistake.  no need to be such a dick about it.  

@widcwbites •
            
                  i’m fine,  nat.  just tired from work,  i’m sorry for snapping at you.  can i get you a drink? 

@everfatale_ •
            
                  i’m very aware of that,  but is there a reason why you’re following the both of us? 

@svengalie •
            
                  “ of course you do.  i wish i could just send my man but it doesn’t really work like that.  but yes,  you can tag along and help me carry the bags back to my place… ”

❛ yes.   i never get the chance to.   i just send my men to pick up what i need. ❜

@svengalie •
            
                  “ you want come grocery shopping with me?? ”

@shieldsagent-    ( … )     all   business   with   you,   huh ?    [    lenaya   drawled,   raising   an   eyebrow   as   she   clocked   the   absence   of   even   a   flicker   of   humour   on   alyssa’s   face.   typical.   why   was   everyone   always   so   damned   serious ?   she   let   out   a   quiet   sigh,   exasperation   dancing   in   her   eyes   as   they   flicked   to   the   coffee   sitting   in     front   of   the   agent.   the   least   alyssa   could’ve   done   was   bring   her   a   drink   too — though,   she   supposed,   being   interrogated   didn’t   usually   come   with   refreshments.   still,   it   was   rude.
            
                     her   fingers   kept   working,   nimble   and   practiced,   subtly   picking   at   the   small   lock   nestled   in   her   lap.   her   gaze   never   wavered   from   the   agent’s,   playing   the   part   of   the   attentive   captive   to   a   tee.     ]     pretty   little   trinket   you've   got   there.     [     she   murmured,   her   voice   casual   but   laced   with   interest   as   alyssa’s   sleeve   ‘accidentally’   slipped   down.    the   thief’s   lips   curled   into   the   beginnings   of   a   smirk.     ]     is   that   your   idea   of   bait ?    flash   something   shiny   and   hope   I   spill   my   guts ?   valiant   effort. . .     tell   me   why   it   matters   so   much.   maybe   if   you’re   straight   with   me,   I   might   be   inclined   to   return   it.   seeing   as   I’m   the   only   one   who   can,   after   all.

@snatchinthief •
            
                  you don’t,  which is why i need to be extra careful with you.   *   alyssa’s gaze didn’t falter from behind her sunglasses as she continued stirring her drink,  making sure to shimmy the sleeve of her jacket a little higher so the jewelled bracelet adorning her wrist would be exposed.  
            
                  an obvious fake smile was shot towards lenaya before alyssa quickly returned their attention to the subject at hand,  her arm rest across the table in hopes to enunciate the jewellery   *   if that is truly the case then i would need some information on the buyer.  a name,  number,  anything.  again,  the quicker you work with me here,  the quicker this all ends and we can go our separate ways,  lenaya. 

@shieldsagent-    ( … )    precautionary ?    ha !    do   I   / really /   look   like   a   threat   to   you ?    [     a   derisive   snort   slipped   past   her   lips   as   she   clicked   her   tongue   against   the   roof   of   her   mouth,   eyes   narrowing   with   mild   amusement.   she   studied   the   woman   across   from   her   with   a   slow,   deliberate   gaze — though   beneath   the   surface,   her   telepathic   senses   were   already   at   work,   gently   threading   through   the   edges   of   the   other’s   thoughts   like   fingers   sifting   through   silk.     ]
            
                     oh,   I   don’t   mind   the   cuffs.     [     lenaya   purred,   a   wicked   grin   stretched   across   her   face — one   that   could   only   be   described   as   infuriatingly   smug.   she   leaned   in   slightly,   hands   folded   in   her   lap,   where   she   was   already   fiddling   with   the   lock   of   the   cuffs   with   a   hair   pin.     ]     honestly,   they   just   add   a   little   spice   to   an   otherwise   boring   afternoon.      
            
                     [       there   was   a   pause,   her   eyebrow   raising.     ]     I   don’t   have   it.   sold   it   off.   got   a   lovely   price   for   it,   too.     [    was   she   lying ?    her   face   gave   nothing   away—too   composed,   too   practiced.     ]     why’s   it   so   important   anyway ?

@shieldsagent-   ( . . . )       are   you   saying   I   look   old  ?      [       a   disbelieving,   but   genuine,   laugh   left   her   lips   at   the   woman’s   boldness.   for   a   human,   she   certainly   had   a   spark   of   fire   in   her   that   ambrosia   knew   she   already   liked.    but   oh,   if   only   she   know   just   how   old   ambrosia   was   —   the   irony.    the    vampire   smiled,   placing   one   of   her   hands   underneath   her   chin   —   eyes   still   flickering   over   alyssa   with   a   hidden   skepticism.   the   interrogation,     ambrosia   believed,   was   well-deserved.   this   particular   concert   was   reserved   for   supernatural   creatures   only   and   how   alyssa   got   in   could   only   be   explained   by   few   things:   one,   she   snuck   in,   two,   her   parter   was   supernatural   and   was   foolish   enough   to   bring   her   here.       ]       I   hope   the   performance   didn’t   put   him   off.   

@immortaliccs •
            
                  you’re definitely older than me so ma’am it is.   *   the brunette shot back jokingly,  finishing off the rest of her drink before she placed her glass on the bar   *   you’re very observant aren’t you?  trust me,  lady,   i really mean no harm.  my partner has our invitations but he had to leave so i thought i’d watch the rest of the concert and finish off my drink.  didn’t realise it’d be such a crime otherwise i would’ve left with him. 

@shieldsagent-   ( . . . )     ma’am ?    now,   don’t   go   and   make   me   feel   old.      [      a   gleam   of   something   mischievous,   amused,   formed   in   her   hues   at   her   own   words,   as   if   she   knew   something   that   the   other   woman   didn’t.    ambrosia   tilted   her   head   slightly,   eyebrow   raising.      ]       mhm..   it   does   concern    me,   considering   this   was   my   concert   you’ve   stumbled   upon   / without /   an   invitation.    whoever    you’re   searching   for   is   unlikely   to   be   here. 

/  cautious or curious here,  and humor or skeptical on @testedsoul ! 

㇁ ㅤcurious/  casual

getting to drops & replies i owe soon <3 

@shieldsagent-  ݁  ⁀  ྄ᤲ᤺ °  •
            
               .  .  . what  is  all  this ? 

@strongshields •
            
                  trust me,  i would if i could but i am  / so /  far behind.  i’ll be lucky if i get this all done by the end of the day tomorrow. 

@shieldsagent-   /     questioning 

) *   curious mayhaps 

㇁ ㅤcurious  or  amused