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@mixnymph
☆— Mess Up
sqianmi:
mixnymph:
While the younger explained her reasoning, Qian took a stroll around the room. Almost like a detective observing the scene. What happened? How did it happen? The answers played out in her mind until she stood before the body. There’s a certain ‘what happens in the rooms, stays in the rooms’ rule Qian enforces. She won’t ask questions unless prompted too. But she promises her door is always open if they wish to talk.
“Ok.” She says with a nod. Her gaze fixated on the body for a moment longer before looking at Nymph. “Well, I’ll call the clean-up crew to discard the body and evidence—don’t touch anything else. I’ll book this room as occupied until we get this sorted.” She spoke in her business tone, pulling out her phone. As this isn’t the first time, nor will it be the last. “You’re grounded.” Qian glances up through her lashes. “I’m glad you defended yourself, but you used the lamp as a weapon and created a mess. You’re not getting off easy.” Pun intended.
There is no place safer than the Sunrise Star Hotel. Especially when Mom ruled over them and everyone knew it too, from the owner and the employees of all kind than right down to the clients, of all sorts. Her smile morphed from in a mournful expression at her punishment. She should have seen this coming, but Nymph was doing so good- she hasn’t killed anyone in the hotel over the last two months, well one and a week- semantics.
“Oh come on! I would have used by bare hands but-” gaze glancing back at the dead in an uninterested manner, “it was otherwise preoccupied.” This time sharing a knowing look with her boss. “I can’t get grounded now, I’ve got rent to pay in a few days.” Although that was true, they both knew that Nymph is too resourceful not to have some spare change, or anything for that matter, on the side. “Mom come’on please, don't. I did it to protect us.” Pouting at the older woman, hoping if she whines or bats her lashes enough, she’ll get spared.
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“Nobody’s seen you in days.”
When one is in the business long enough, one tends to drift towards their own kind. From one fellow assassin to another, Nymph is glad she was never on the target end of Shadow’s chosen weapon. Leaning back against the barstool, she regards him with a knowing smile, as she lounges at the far side of the bar in Moonwalkers.
“Yes, well not all of us are immortal beings who don’t get hurt.” She shrugs, never having a problem admitting a flaw when it is something out of her control. “But aw, I missed you too, sugar.” Smiling flirtatiously at the handsome hitman who she’s crossed paths with way too many times for several different reasons, in at least one week. She too would be angst if she didn’t see him or at least caught a glimpse of his broad shoulders within a few days.
@wonwoomi
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“Are you hurt?”
“No.”
“Then why are there bruises all over your face?”
She scoffs at him, glaring at the pavement ahead of them as she lits up the cigarettes held between her fingers. Although he looked like any man who kept well in their mid-thirties, there was something about him that screamed authority. Nymph couldn’t really put a finger on it yet, but he is either an underground ringleader or a murderer with a badge- at this point, she’d take on another gang member. But she can’t be too sure, so she tries to keep to herself.
“I fell...” over a corpse who was previously her client and decided to play a little too rough with her face. Mom would be furious, especially when they’re told to be careful when taking a client outside the brothel. “... couldn’t catch myself fast enough.”
@moonsikmi
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Somethings are not what they seem like.
“Have you seen my hoodie?”
“Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”
Biting back a smile she pauses from making her tea and leans against the counter, his voice so distinct that even though they were talking over the phone she could still pick his out of the rest from the background. Nymph doesn’t know when this thing between them started, not that she minded she enjoyed his company after all. At least, that what she tells herself during the times when she walks around in own home wearing whatever it is he left behind from his last visit.
“Well, it’s not my fault you keep leaving clothes behind. Besides, it helps with a certain aesthetic I’m going for.” Letting out a small laugh, as she tries to tempt him over the phone.
@misanghun
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“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?”
She is stunned out of stupor at Mom’s question. In all intent and purposes, Nymph should have known better than to barge into the matriarch's office unannounced. Although they were told to feel comfortable in their workplace, and deep down Nymph knew she’s one of Mom’s favourites, there are still lines that should not be crossed.
“Oh” Her plump lips forming out a soft gasp, before a mischievous smile starts to bloom on them. “Pardon me, I didn’t know you were... preoccupied.” Gesturing towards a blindfolded man who was also gagged and bond, least of all naked. Nymph lets her eyes roam briefly at the man, before turning towards Mom who honestly attracted more attention than the client.
“Pretty.” Standing up a little straighter, lashes fluttering as she compliments the other woman. Nymph slowly makes a move to back away from the door and leave altogether but pauses ever so slightly to tilt her head to the side, hoping that Mom got the message.
@sqianmi
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“Give me attention.” Nymph whines as she slumps against Nova’s lethal frame. It’s been so long since she’s seen the other female and quite frankly she was starting to get nervous. Their lifestyle isn’t the safest out there and though she’s well aware that their members are well trained, Nymph occasionally has a soft spot for some of them. Especially, the smart and pretty ones.
With a hefty sigh, she sways away from her. Casually glancing down her perfectly manicured nails, Nymph lets out in a little melody, “You know I killed a man for you.” Well, not specifically for Nova but one of her clients caused a stir during an appointment when he tried to get intel from her for the next Corvus heist and Nymph had no choice but to end him. She got into an awful lot of trouble with Mom about it too. @novaaxmi
☆— Mess Up
sqianmi:
mixnymph:
She tends to be overprotective of her prostitutes, especially the younger members. She doesn’t pressurize anyone into doing anything they wouldn’t want too. If they choose to work for her business, then it was a choice made by them. But that goes without saying; Qian has used some tricks to lure a few employees in.
Qian lingers behind the closed hotel doors, pacing the floor to hear any commotion before leaving her daughters to do their work. She’s a front end manager at Sunrise Star hotel, so she has an entire floor booked for her prostitutes. Those who know of it, don’t talk about it. However, her steps came to an abrupt stop. The soft echo of metal and a louder thump hitting the floor.
Hyuna.
One of her few troublemakers. She was the only daughter that worked as a hitman as well. Qian did not fear for the other’s safety, she feared the clients. And her instinct was correct upon opening the hotel door. A sigh audibly escaping while shutting the door behind. “I did, but I’m not the general manager, I can’t redecorate the rooms. I’ve told you girls this—do not mess up the rooms.” She worried more about the broken lamp than the lifeless body staining the carpet red. Her power in Sunrise Star hotel was limited, and this certainly won’t help her climb the ranks. “What did he do?”
For a brief second, her expression turns pitiful and innocent. Wide clear eyes and pouty lips, with a body blessed by down below; she knows exactly what she’s working with. Despite that, Nymph knows Mom won't let her off easily. Especially when this type of clean up and new furniture would cost a bit.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs and shrugs. “He wanted intel for the next heist... during rough play.” Walking towards the discarded body, Nymph makes sure she doesn’t turn her back completely to Mom. She might be a killer and prostitute, but that didn’t mean she doesn’t have any manners. “Now I’m all into a little pain with pleasure, you know that,” Pointedly looking at the older woman as she crosses her arms above her ample chest. “... but as I said, he had it coming.”
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☆— Mess Up
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This is not the type of mess she was expecting to have by the evening. She sighs at the sight of his prone body, blood pooling around him as he twitched his last breath away. Nymph would rather have spent the night actually having sex or doing her homework. But alas, the fool thought he could pull a fast one on her; the assassin was simply not having it.
Tip-toeing around him, she reaches for a flimsy kimono by the door and as she sleeps it on, the door opens to reveal the owner of the little establishment. “He had it coming.” Nymph states in a matter fact tone, shrugging as she glances around her room, “and besides, didn’t you say you wanted a new lamp?” Furniture isn’t usually her choice of weapon but sometimes improvising is key to survival.
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