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SENT TO ARKADY

AB: 잘 자, сладких снов.  AB: You wanted this one to look pretty. 

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islahvnt​:

“Ara,” She spoke out to the woman, “you sneaky bitch. I could have clocked you.” Given, the other was far more equipped to do so, it was mostly a joke. Absolutely a joke.

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“You keep trying to make yourself the shiniest diamond in the room and then you complain about all that other shit that’s happening with you.” She shook her head whilst downing the remainder of her drink. “I don’t know about you, but you’ve got to make a decision, as you can’t be both.”

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damon-rutherford​:

Location: Lobby of the Empire Hotel Availability: Open to All @mobscene-starters​ ​

The driver had just texted him that he was waiting outside, when Damon had heard a commotion in the lobby. Normally, he wouldn’t get involved and let his staff handle the matters with the clients, but he was right there, and decided to diffuse the situation. The person stood with their back to him, and he wasn’t able to see their face, but the frame looked familiar.

“Is there a problem?” He asked, a polite smile on his face.

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“No?” She said, arching her brow. “Do you want a problem? Christmas is soon, there are many you wish.”

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aviv-kasyanenko​:

“Did nobody tell you I don’t like parties?”

It seemed wise to let the charity dig to pass, lest he turn the bottle on her when he finally closed the distance between them. As his company suggested, though, he headed over with said glasses, and took the seat beside her without much hesitation. Just because he wanted to drink, didn’t mean there was anything to be celebrating. Ara knew that. She was just being a bitch.

“Yeah? Well I don’t trust you, especially when you say purposefully ambiguous things like that, so you’re going to have to elaborate before I agree.”

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“ Party - a social gathering of invited guests, typically involving eating, drinking, and entertainment.“ Ara stated the definition as if she was really reading it from the dictionary. “Since we are missing food and at least one more person, we can’t classify this as one, so you’re safe.” 

She grinned as he sat down closer, already enjoying the company that he offered. Aviv was a complex individual which she thoroughly enjoyed by not trying to dive deeper into whatever things he had going on. His plate serving was left just as this - his.

“I’m quite simple.” A shrug followed before she reached into her bag and pulled out another bottle. “This is exactly what I am talking about. This is the entertainment.” Without further ado, she placed the second bottle on the table, open the first and poured them two glasses, which were filled to the very top. “You’re allowed to tell me one topic that you wish to discuss, but first down the drink. Think of it as a warm blanket in this cold winter.” There must have been a reason for his return, as she doubted he wanted to return. 

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leylayilmazx​:

@mobscene-starters​

Two days over and by her own calculations, she really thought that her child will come out sooner rather than later. But she was over and the contractions were not coming. Not even a close sign and she had tried everything. 

Now, she was just going a bit crazy. Her new home had become a place where she felt good. But that didn’t mean some curiosities didn’t take over as she tried to baby proof some of the place before the professionals come in. It was how she found the thing. 

“Listen.” she said, taking it out and pointing at the other person. “You say the wrong thing and just… I might actually lose it.” Granted, it was lucky she didn’t know how to use this one in particular, but at least it made her feel somewhat powerful. Enough to keep her mind off the kid who decided her stomach was bought as a live in space instead of a ranted flat. 

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“Psycho.”

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islahvnt​:

open starter @mobscene-starters location: alley beside The Venue

The effects of the last two shots she'd taken - thanks to the sucker who'd yet to pay attention to anyone but her -had begun to wear off, the incessant thump of the bass no longer little more than an irritant as she passed off her keys to her barback and snagged a bottle of whatever her fingers curled around first. She should have gone on break fucking hours ago, but she'd yet to pull the information she'd wanted out of the middle-aged man slinging hundreds across the bar. The dark jacket she pulled tightly around her as she stepped out into the frigid night air didn't do much to keep her safe from the chill - the black lace brassiere and leather skirt she wore beneath it left little to the imagination.

Beyond the chaos of the club, Isla drew the cigarettes out from deep within the pockets of her coat, swearing under her breath when she noted the lighter she usually carried was missing. Footsteps echoed throughout the alleyway, and though she'd have much preferred to be alone; she wasn't exactly getting her way since being freed from prison. The deep sigh that settled in her chest was rather telling as she popped the twist top from the beer bottle in her hands, "Nothing good ever happens in dark alleys after midnight, anyone ever tell you that?"

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“You don’t say.” Ara moved away from the woman, sucking on the straw of her drink.

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Text to Ara

Vika: [digital receipt]

Vika: Someone will set it up in your place of choosing tomorrow.

Vika: I have two things I need you to collect.

Ara: Oof, you work fast. Must really need me, huh?

Ara: You got my full attention and skills.

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mrofontaine​:

Being here had been solely to see his mother who’d always enjoyed coming to this yearly. It was one of the few times he saw her throughout the year except for bi-monthly dinners that she had to make sure Thomas wouldn’t be around for. She wasn’t sure what happened, she just knew something had. Was always begging for Olivier to patch things up, but she couldn’t know. And he refused to bring in on their wheel of shit. 

She’d left some ten minutes ago and he’d been meandering around, preparing to leave until he heard a soft voice whistle through the crowd, it took him a moment to realise she was talking to him and not some guy behind him, zoning in on her. 

‘‘Hey — ‘‘ Olivier was shocked, looking down at this petite woman and took a moment to scan the surroundings. Was she here alone? He knew this place was filled with tourists, those that were travelling the world and seeing new sights, so he offered a sweet smile. Typical Olivier. He believed everyone for how the presented themselves in ordinary situations. ‘‘Of course, I was actually about to leave but I still have quite a few ride tokens. My mother wasn’t that keen…’‘ 

He had no idea what he was getting himself into. 

However, for a man of his statue and role in the organization, he was incredibly sweet. Maybe that was thanks to his mother, and the fact that she’d have probably murdered him herself if she’d found out anything to the contrary. 

‘‘Which one were you thinking? I’ve never been scared of them.’‘ 

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진짜? 진짜? 진짜 진짜?

She thought to herself as he approached her so easily. Not that Ara had any expectations about him at all. On the contrary, the amount of times she had seen him, had met him, had gone to his apartment... He was a dumb pretty little thing. Like the kind of girls she saw on American trash TV. Bubble heads with no conception of the world. He must have had some other attributes though, as he was guarding the blonde woman. 

However, Ara still couldn’t put her finger on what exactly it was. 

Still, the way he approached her made her sick to her stomach - not that she ever allowed it to show. Instead, she smiled sweetly at him, chuckling nervously at the same time. “You must think I’m so silly...” She laughed again, letting go of his jacket. “I just heard there are some awful people, even in this place and you just seemed like a safe bet? Though tell me upfront if you’re a murderer.” She even managed a blush as she looked at him through her lashes.

Men.

“Oh... The ride is on me... Just maybe hold your hand... Will your mom be okay?” Should she kill her for him? Always an option. 

“I’m Jung Min-Si, but you can call me Minnie. I’m an art dealer... Just so you know.” The story for the French. “Let’s got on the scariest one? Then I will treat you to a drink.” 

Maybe fuck him? Have him as a kleenex option of the day, to test out the waters. 

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@mrofontaine​

With the Russians pushing Christmas till later, Ara was left alone to enjoy the ‘joys’ that her new land was offering. Christmas wonderland was really something she was enjoying. 

Thankfully, she had the height for some of the rides with the little extra heel. Wasn’t her fault that God had given her everything that was good except the height. Which she never really complained about, as it made certain things easier.

Right then, she saw her victim, the one who would accompany her to the rollercoaster without needing to sit with anyone random that she might strangle. This one was her favourite person for the last few months, though good thing he didn’t know exactly who she was.

With an innocent smile on her face, Ara gently curved her fist on his jacket’s fabric and pulled gently. 

“Hey... I’m so sorry... But will you sit on the ride with me.. I’m a little nervous...”  

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MISTLETOE’22 - Canon

With: @konstantinvorshevsky When: December 2022 Where: Vorya, London

“It’s not often that I see you here.” 

Ara smiled as she sat in the chair next to him, pouring a drink into is empty glass from a bottle that was already next to him. 

The weather around them drastically changed in what seemed an overnight. The traffic had stopped, the roads were blocked because of the snow, but it was somewhat melancholic. 

It was said that people live in the moment, that the past is always gone, and each day is something new, a stepping stone into a future they dream of even in the cold. For her, that was not the case. The snow, in those wintry days of bluster and ice it reminded her of the past, as if feeling the cold on her skin was a reminder of a past she had long forgotten. 

Something she did not want to be reminded of. 

Ara poured herself a glass, too, downing the drink and placing the empty glass back on the table. She was only going to make a quick stop - brush off the snow, warm her hands off before heading back into the winter. Seeing Kosta there made her waver, as she placed hr hand gently on his shoulder. 

“I’ll leave you to it.” 

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Text to Ara

Vika: I hope you don't have any plans for Christmas.

Vika: I have a job for you. A favor if you will.

Ara: I'll do it if you get me a nice Balsam Fir Christmas tree.