Andres Navarro

(Muse for Worldburn RP) Hitman for The Syndicate, 32 years old.

[andresxnavarro]

Closed starter for: Hanah - @hanahyun Location: Backroom of Candy Land

Andres entered the candy shop through the back alley. It probably wasn’t necessary, he doubted he would raise too many red flags, sauntering through the front entrance, but there was no reason to be that brazen. “Going to need this washed, ASAP,” he told her. He didn’t phrase it as a question, because it wasn’t. Andres laid his backpack down on the counter, filled wit bundle of 50 dollar bills. “Not going to be an issue, is it?” he asked her. Andres had taken on a contract recently, it was quite a bit of money. The fact he had a backpack full of currency signified he’d been successful. There were other ways he could have gotten his money laundered, but this was the easiest, knowing he could probably intimidate Hanah into many things.

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micahontherun​:

location: some seedy bar probs closed starter for: @andresxnavarro

Trusty camera back strapped to her side, phone in her hand, Micah was ready for her meeting. Of course, if she could find this fucking place first. Back in Chicago, there wasn’t a place she didn’t know, and there wasn’t much a person safe from her camera lens. Here in New York, she had to learn all the streets, every dark alley, all new information to take in. “Jesus christ.” She breathed out when Siri let her know the door was just up on her left, taking her down aforementioned dark alley and to some gross looking door. She closed the app and shoved her phone into her back pocket, going to open the door and having to give it a nice tug as it was stuck on the hinge. So this was where she was again, meeting some creepy asshole for extra money because having financial security had always been a fear. Right now, she didn’t have to worry about it. She built up enough of an eggs nest and with her shush money from her dad she was more than set. However, poverty is something you can’t shake, and the streets of New York reminded her of that every day. 

The bar was empty for the most part, just a few patrons mulling around so she made her way to the bar and ordered a shot. “Looking for Andres?” He asked, not even bothering to spare her another glance as he poured the glass. “Yeah…” She murmured, sliding some cash across the bar top and tossing the shot back. “Back booth.” Micah simply gave a quiet thank you and a nod before making her way to the back, spotting a man sitting alone and putting on a cool grin. “Andres?” She asked, tilting her head to the side, brunette strands falling over her shoulder as she did so. 

Andres had really taken to this new position. He much preferred working for someone who wasn’t his father. But more than that, he felt more like he was his own boss. Sure, he took contracts from The Syndicate, he never saw himself as an employee for them. It really didn’t even feel like work, tailing people, gathering information on them, then striking at the best possible moment to get away with a murder. That being said, he had taken to a new method of getting information by outsourcing a few of his contracts. That was what led him to Micah, knowing he could get a glimpse of his target before ever having to get close to him. Any sort of space he put between him and his potential victims was always a bonus. Whatever he’d pay for Micah, or anyone else for this service was probably a small percentage of what he’d eventually get paid for the hit. 

He sat at the bar, in the corner and away form everyone else. Andres picked up his drink and pointed to a booth, tucked away, without patrons near them. “Over here,” he directed her. They’d be going over some sensitive materials, he wanted to stay somewhat away from prying eyes. He took a seat and sat down on one side of the worn booth. “You want a drink?” he offered, motioning for a waitress to come over. “I doubt this is the sort of place you’d normally go to,” he teased. It was her appearance that made him think that, filling out a narrative in his head about who she was. “It’s not an Applebees,” he added for good measure, thick with playful condescension. 

[atouchofcool]

Gold and brown style | ATOC

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ludomalatesta​:

Ludo made herself comfortable on the couch, tucking her knees up and grabbing her glass of wine from the table. At his threat, her grin simply spread wider. “Oh yeah?” She raised an eyebrow, peering at him over the rim of her glass as she took a sip. “If that’s the case, it’s an honor.” The fact that Ludo wasn’t scared of Andres had bothered him since the beginning, it was easy to tell. Unfortunately, the two of them were too similar, and annoying him was just as much of a game to her as it was to him. 

It was peculiar that she tended to grow closest to the people that could often be generalized as scary. “Oh, you know. The usual.” She rolled her eyes, tilting her head to look at him. Andres knew about the toxicity of her relationship with Nik, and she didn’t feel much like elaborating on why they were taking space apart this time. “I’d rather not get into it. Tell me how you’re doing, instead.” Most of their relationship had been built on Ludo prying until he opened up, but sometimes he offered information a little more freely these days.  

Neither exposed too much of their personal life to each other. Andres preferred it that way. As much as he didn’t want to admit they were “friends”, the fact he didn’t fantasize about murdering her put her in a league nearly of her own.  Even those he enjoyed the company of he’d imagine putting a knife through them, just for the hell of it. “That’s a good trick,” he said, slightly turning his head to see her out of the corner of his eye. She was more articulate than he was, able to use her words to outmaneuver her opponents. “I could say, the usual in my life too. Business is good though. I can even take a break to come and pester you,” he said with a proud smirk. Andres took as many contracts as he could, obtaining wealth quickly. But more than that, more than the speedboats or mansions it could be, what he wanted more than that was respect. Something he had come to realize Ludo shared with him. “There has to be a reason you’re drinking before 8PM. Are we going to play a guessing game? Or did someone at the club give you a bad tip?” he joked.

[heisenbergchronicles]

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hanahyun​:

Hana was a little bit of a worry wart at times, not all the time, but most of it. “Yep,” she nodded, “not alone, of course,” Nah, she lived alone. He didn’t need to know that of course. “You look like a pretty neat person,” she answered honestly, “But ok, yeah, sure…I’ll help you next time you need help.” She was actually hoping maybe some free candy would’ve been sufficient payback. How silly of her. Should Hana be so trustworthy? Absolutely not, and yet, here she was being too open towards a complete stranger…although he was helping her clean her shop up. She had to repay him someway, “Marco…” she trailed off before biting harshly at her bottom lip, “I’m Hana…the owner of this fine establishment.. and I appreciate the help cleaning up.” Whatever got her into bed faster.

It was rather dangerous for any woman to be in a business alone in this city. She really should have planned better, assuming she does have employees. He figured that was a lie -- or at least knew it was a 50-50 chance at best she lived with someone. His eyes went back to the ceiling, mapping out what her apartment layout might be. Of course, that was only if hurting her would be of value to him, or others. So far, that wasn’t the case. “It’s nice to meet you, Hana. You’re from here? From New York?” he asked her. It might have come across as friendly banter, but he was gathering information on her. Andres reached down picking up a cracked container and placing it on the counter. “And what made you decide to go into candy? Family business? Or just a passion of yours?” he asked. Andres then emptied the dustpan in the trash, turning back to face her.

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hanahyun​:

“Heh,” she half laughed at his joke, “They might be onto something with those signs.” But Hana couldn’t imagine crushing any little kids dreams by putting up adult only signs, plus, kids were her main customers for the most part. What kid didn’t love candy?

“Well it’s my candy shop.” she answered giving a giggle, “No, really I live right upstairs and i thought I locked up already so I was winding down with a beer. Don’t worry I don’t have them during the work day.” In all honesty, she hadn’t expected him to agree to help clean, as he did she felt as if she might regret asking for his help, and turns out she was right…of course he wanted something in return. “Wait, cleaning things up? What things might you need help cleaning? I’m not sure if I would be of much help seeing as I don’t know where you live or work to help clean…and you…” she paused as she stopped cleaning, “What will I be cleaning up? Your smirk is worrying me.” she let out a nervous laugh, “6 years. I opened it up 6 years ago.”

Telling Andres where one lived was generally a bad idea. It wasn’t her fault -- how could she have known he was a killer? Especially when he was talented at this point to feign being personable. “No shit. Right upstairs? That’s a great commute,” he teased, pointing up a the ceiling. Marco rubbed his chin and shook his head. “What, you think I’m very neat? I make messes just like everyone,” he said with a shrug, before he continued to sweep, pushing the broom closer to the woman. Was she easily frightened? It was appearing that was the case up to this point. “Are you always this suspicious of strangers who help you around your shop? That’s not a great way to show your appreciation,” he said with a shrug, then let his hand out. “Marco,” he told her. Andres would alternate using his names, never wanting others to be so sure of who he really was. “You should lighten up some. You could have let in some creep from outside, instead of me. Be thankful,” he added. 

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ludomalatesta​:

CLOSED STARTER: @andresxnavarro​ LOCATION: ludo’s apartment

It was late, and her apartment felt incredibly empty. The place didn’t feel like home, considering she really only retreated there when she and Nikolai were having trouble. Ludo had downed half a bottle of wine already by the time she texted Andres, itching for company. The past few nights she had gone out on her own, allowing strangers to entertain her, but tonight, she didn’t have the strength. Andres was someone who, against all odds, made her feel safe, and that was something she desperately needed.

The knock on the door startled her from her thoughts. Ludo crossed the room quickly, breathing an actual sigh of relief when she saw his face. “Thanks for coming. I know these are prime hours for stalking,” she teased, mustering a smile. A freshly opened bottle of wine sat on the coffee table, and she made her way over to it. “I’ve already got a head start, so if you’re planning on drinking, I suggest you start now.”

Andres raised a brow at her, then shook his head. “No,” he said quickly. That being said, it wasn’t exactly a surprise to find her drinking. He really did hate how casual they had become. Andres usually spiked fear in others, it was almost a shame that Ludo didn’t fall into that category. “Someday for you, all hours are just fine for stalking your prey,” he said with a laugh, taking a seat on the edge of her couch. He lifted one leg up, crossing it over his other. “Maybe that’s why I’m here,” he added. Although there was a familiarity between the two, he wasn’t above threatening her. Andres reached out, taking a look at the label. “Something happened at work? Or are you drinking for another reason, flor venenosa?” he asked her before putting the bottle back down. Part of why he would randomly show up would be to annoy her, knowing he was quite good at that. His specialty might have been knowing how to get under people’s skin.

[atouchofcool]

Padrons and Rolexes | ATOC

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hanahyun​:

Rude. That was the first word that came to mind as the man blantantly ignored her statement about the store being closed. She practically glared at him as he moved around her store, but the glare quickly fell when he asked what happened to the place. “Kids,” she said with a crooked smile, “Kids happened. Who would’ve thought that if you brought kids to a candy shop they would go absolutely nuts, huh?” Hana took a small sip of her beer as she eyed him opening up one of the canisters, “Lotte Cheongpodo, “ she started as she moved closer towards him, “Kind of like a white grape hard candy. Has a strong fruity grape flavor…if you like that kind of thing…go ahead and give it a try.” She wasn’t sure if he would take her up on the offer or not, but she offered anyways. “I own it…Since you’re standing around, mind if I borrow you to help clean up? I got beers,” she basically sang the last word, giving her own beer a wiggle in her hand.

It wasn’t something he expected, hearing her mention that kids caused this mess. He imagined a dog being let loose in here. “That’s why most candy shops have adults only signs out front,” he joked. It probably wasn’t that funny, as Andres wasn’t known for his humor. In fact, he would probably be described to the few people who knew him as being socially inept. But Andres was talented at lying, and faking his way to charisma. He pried an unwrapped sucker from the floor with his boot as she continued speaking. He shrugged his shoulders at her offer, walking closer to her. Andres knew there were probably security cameras in here, so he had to be on his best behavior. He might as well make the most of it. “A beer? What kind of candy shop is this? How about I help clean up. But you owe me next time I need help cleaning things up?” A small smirk appeared on his lips, she probably wouldn’t see the humor in that proposal like he did. Andres reached behind the counter, pulling a broom out. “How long have you had this place?” Andres asked as he began to clean, not even allowing her to back out now.

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WANTED CONNECTIONS / PLOTS

Partner in crime: Andres is your stereotypical “lone wolf”. Finding someone who can stand him, as well as someone he can stand and connect with would be a lot of fun!

Tailing you: Andres is contracted to kill someone in your family. So he is tailing you, maybe even cornering you to question you about them.

Victims family: Andres was an assassin even before he showed up to New York. He traveled to various location on his way from El Paso, working for various organizations, as well being involved in other means of crime, such as robberies. This could mean victims, or family members of victims could show up in his life.

Frienemies: Andres is very hard to get along with. But he also isn’t going to hurt anyone that wouldn’t be of value to him. I like the idea of people he cannot stand, but he has respect for as a part of his tiny social circle. Maybe someone with a similar background to him, but is kinder or more optimistic than he is. 

Side business: Andres is all for being contracted for a job, outside of The Syndicate. He doesn’t advertise it openly for obvious reasons, but it’s possible his services could obtained by a private citizen. 

[andresxnavarro]

You are darkgoldenrod

Your dominant hues are red and yellow… most of what you do is motivated by your need to change things and have a good time, but you’ve been known to settle down and think out a situation, too. You tend to surprise people just when they’re starting to feel like they’ve got you down.

Your saturation level is high - you get into life and have a strong personality. Everyone you meet will either love you or hate you - either way, your goal is to get them to change the world with you. You are very hard working and don’t have much patience for people without your initiative. Your outlook on life is brighter than most people’s. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You’re not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.

(Source: https://spacefem.com/quizzes/colors/)

[asdllkshfad]

You’re saying you want me to run things, then you’re gonna have to tell me what’s going on.

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hanahyun​:

Where: Candland Who: ???

Don’t get her wrong, she loved her store and she loved working there, but she still had bad days. Days where she was absolutely exhausted by the end of her shift. That was when she was always glad she lived just above her store, so that when she was all done tidying up she could immediately head upstairs to bed.

Today was one of those days. A local elementary school had decided to take their littles out to Candyland, which Hana loved of course. Kids aren’t exactly the cleanest around. It looked like a tornado whirled itself all around her store, candy was everywhere, the little plastic bags you put the candy in? Everywhere.

With it being such a mess she decided to close down the shop a few minutes earlier than normal, just to get a little head start on tidying up. Only she forgot to lock the front door to keep any late customers from coming in, and with the lights all on, the place looked open to the public.

With a beer in hand she walked around the store taking a look at the damage done during the day before she started to set to work to cleaning. It would take HOURS to clean this up, at least there was some comfort that tomorrow the store was closed so she could sleep in. Not that she would. Holding onto her beer she sipped on it as the bell on the door jingled causing Hana to spin around quickly, her eyes wide, “Oh! Sorry, we’re closed…”

Andres slowly entered the store, making sure the door closed behind him. “Really? Kind of early to be closing,” he trailed off. He’d only entered the store out of necessity. He was tailing someone of note, and he was afraid getting made. He could read body language quite well, and it was clear that he was suspicious of Andres following him. He didn’t care what the store was, it was only for optics. He checked to make sure the gun tucked into the back of his waist band was beneath the tail of his shirt. “The hell happened in here?” he asked her, looking at the mess, and clearly uncaring that she mentioned the store was closed. He opened one of the canisters to inspect it, only to put it back on quickly. Candy stores -- he though to himself with a smirk. One his father’s favorite ways to launder money. There was a sense of irony stumbling upon this place. Andres crossed his arms over his chest as he took a few steps further in, his attention going to the woman now. “You work here, or you own this place?” he asked her, curiously.

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Biography

— BASICS

Name: Andres Marco Navarro-Guzman Age / D.O.B.: 12/24; 32 years old Gender, Pronouns & Sexuality: Cismale, he/him, sapiosexual Hometown: El Paso, TX Affiliation: The Syndicate Job position: Hitman Education: High School Graduate Relationship status: SIngle Children: None Positive traits: Condescending, disloyal, dishonest, suspicious and hostile Negative traits: Pragmatic, strategic, ambitious, observant and persuasive

— BIOGRAPHY

Andres was born in El Paso to a very large family. The family was known to partake in various roles in smuggling drugs or people across the US-Mexico border. Andres became a member of Border Patrol. using his role to aid his family’s work in the criminal world. Although Andres had no problem working in this field, he hated working for his family. He didn’t want to be under the thumb of his father any longer, he escaped, moving to New York to try and make a name for himself, or at the very least not having to take orders from his father any longer.

— WANTED CONNECTIONS / PLOTS

Partner in crime: Andres is your stereotypical “lone wolf”. Finding someone who can stand him, as well as someone he can stand and connect with would be a lot of fun!

Tailing you: Andres is contracted to kill someone in your family. So he is tailing you, maybe even cornering you to question you about them.

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ABOUT ANDRES

[Michael Mando — 32 — he/him] Introducing ANDRES NAVARRO. Word on the street is they are a HITMAN and member of THE SYNDICATE for the past 2 YEARS. Though they are CONDESCENDING and DISLOYAL, they can also be PRAGMATIC and STRATEGIC. In the chaos of New York City, they’re sure to fit right in.