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angxladams:.

“Ya know, ya could just say ya missed me, Dorsey.” She smiled up at him. “We all know I’m ya favorite future employee.” Angel rolled her eyes at his comment about New York, but she still found it a little bit funny. “Alright, we also all know ya don’t actually hate Costa Serena as much as ya pretend to, but New York was nice–full of people that do nothin’ but work all day–hey! Just like ya!”

“Don’t flatter yourself. It was about time you got back and paid up; I won the bet.” Richard smirked. “Guess who shattered the glass door this time.” He didn’t think to hold back his chuckle, there were some minor scratches all around but it hadn’t been 2014 all over again. “Don’t remind me. The one with the permanently askew glasses has been up my arse wanting to take your place all summer.” He scoffed. “Oh, Angel. Hate is such a strong word, try... meh.” The man teased, he actually did love the town– never as much as New York, never would. Sighing out melodramatically with his hand over his chest, he turned to Angel. “I do miss waking up in a city that doesn't sleep.”

#Angel

attacapell:.

She shrugged. “Seems like it. I think we might have to go straight to restraining orders.” Atta’s focus flickered between him and the clock hung above the doorway behind him as she calculated the risks and benefits of blowing her work for the night off in exchange for a chance to relax. “Sure,” she finally said, clutching her papers close to her chest. “Where to?”

Richard’s face lit up like the street lamps around them. “Say no more.” He took out his phone and frantically texted the one associate that had been doomed to be at his beck and call that week. “Take your time pulling the trigger.” He smirked at Atta before putting the device away in his jacket. “They’ll find out they've been blatantly violating a month-old agreement.” As he spoke Rick motioned Atta towards his car and opened the passenger door for her. “An old client is looking to establish a winery and I’m considering a hefty investment. She’s holding a tasting in one of the The Atlantean’s banquet rooms.”

#Atta

shock-grimshaw

She took the last drag of her cigarette and her eyes focused on the people milling about the park. It was quite full for the time, she would’ve thought people would have had more to do on a Friday night. Her eyes focused on her mark, the man she was supposed to follow around for a couple of blocks, make sure he got the money to where it was owed, and sighed. These jobs were getting more and more boring, something she wouldn’t have thought possible before. But alas. As the older man moved to leave, the blonde threw the cigarette but in the trash and took a quick sip of her flask. She was about to follow him when she noticed someone seemed to be staring at her. “Can I help you?” She asked menacingly, turning to look at the person whose eyes bore into her back.

richard-dorsey

“You will.” Richard replied with his eyes still fixated on her; unmoved, he calmly took a seat on the empty bench a few feet away from her. “I need bodies to be buried. You’ve previously delivered and I need an upgrade on your services; handsomely rewarded.” He sighed out, unaware he was tapping his foot against the ground in a soft yet erratic manner. “I am sending a message.” The mutter was barely above a whisper and, even if his sight had drifted somewhere else, the words were clear enough. The last few times he’d hired Shay to do any bidding that would’ve already cost him his license, the execution had been impeccable. “I will only ask this once.” This time was different– this time he needed a fucking miracle. “May I count on you?”

#Shay

hail-hades:.

Hades stared at him as he carefully balanced the glasses and placed them on the table. He tried hard not to laugh, knowing if he gave in so quickly Richard would be insufferable later. Not that he’d actually mind. “Is this the bottle from Berlin?” He inquired, taking a moment to swill the wine around before carefully smelling it. “Wow, that sounds like the most exciting night we could have.” He replied sarcastically, giving him a little smirk. “I also have a vast selection of games I can play with you, but I’m afraid they’re of a different nature.”

“It damn well is, my love. I was saving it.” He accompanied his reply with a small grin, clinking his glass to Hades’ before taking another drink. Richard had been savoring the moment for quite some time and he wasn’t in the mood for stalling it even more than he already had. “What can I say? My mind is overflowing with ineffable plans for the two of us.” Rick left his wine down on the table and let himself comfortably sprawl over the couch, conveniently angled so the whole side of his body was still pressed against the other man’s– never mind all of the free space. “Really, now? You’ve piqued my interest but I can’t promise to follow any rules.” He rose an eyebrow, his chin propped against his hand.

#Hades #Hadick

attacapell:.

Atta nodded knowingly. “Sounds like a fun day.” She flicked through the stack of papers in her arms. “The trees in downtown getting too tall to see the neon signs, or something,” she joked. “I don’t know, I haven’t read it yet.”

“I hate to say it, but it was this week’s highlight.” He shrugged. It’d been a week; apparently all of his clients had suddenly decided to be compliant in regards to regulations. “Dear god, have they nothing better to do than destroy the local environment? Give me a call if you need an army of TPOs to conveniently appear.” Rick clicked his licks and looked down at his watch. “Well, I don’t know about you but I need a drink. Join me, will you?”

#Atta

attacapell:.

Atta’s shoulders gently released most of their tension. “Oh? What happened?” Her phone blipped, and she pulled it from her bag to check her calendar. “Fine, I guess. Hectic as always. I need to prepare for a town hall tomorrow.”

“I was thrown in contempt for failing to control my client.” Richard let out a little amused laugh. “She screamed the key witness was a, and I quote, money hungry imp; I had no other choice but to agree with her. Thought I’d pay the fee on my way out.” He shrugged before hearing Atta’s reply, responding with a knowing look and a groan. “Can’t say I envy you. Never been a fan of the crackpot convention; what is it they’re eager to try and chew your head off for this time?” Dick remembered the last time he went to one of those halls– he’d just moved to Costa.

#Atta #i forgot to tell you i started watching parks and rec hehe

attacapell

Atta tried to slip out of the building unnoticed. Unsuccessful, the woman had to make out as if she wasn’t trying to avoid the conversation. “No, I’m not doing anything later… Why do you ask?”

richard-dorsey

“Common courtesy. You can be at ease now.” He shrugged, looking around the place. “I had to clean up after some– well, unfortunate events. Thought I’d catch you in your office, ask how things are going around here.”

#Atta

@hail-hades

“Dinner’s done.” Richard grinned as he handled the very much full glasses of wine, careful not to spill anything on his couch or carpet as he sat down and offered one of them to Hades. “This is the night I was looking forward to.” It had been quite some weeks for the two of them, he was glad they could finally have a night for themselves. “Now, if you really want to get frisky tonight; may I interest you in my vast board game selection?” He teased before taking a good sip of his wine, licking the taste off his lips.

#Hades #Hadick

the-berlioz-mess:.

Louie chuckled as he ordered two and leaned against the stand, his eyes fluttering shut at the glare of the Sun. He turned to glance at the other man. “See? Margaritas bring us all together, they’re like Coca Cola but better.” He said happily, handing a couple of bills to the guy in the stand and thanking him. “Yeah that’s the joke.” He explained, taking a long sip of his cool drink before continuing. “I mean, he’s slightly older than me but has this cute old man attitude about him sometimes, so I always tease him with schnapps.” He explained happily, wiping his hands on a napkin before shaking the other’s. “Louie Berlioz, nice to meet you. Hope I remember meeting you tomorrow.”

“They’re not even playing in the same league. All soda is disgusting.” He sneered at the thought, letting his eyes roam through the very colorful menu that was hanging just above the cashier. “Quite the gesture.” It wasn’t until Richard found himself holding the drink that he decided maybe the younger man wasn’t as bad as he thought. “Second round’s on me; that spiced cranberry one sounds absolutely scrumptious.” He mused out loud and drank– it was surprisingly tasty for a drink made in a cart. “You should offer to make him a Margarita. I’m sure a deep, dark corner of the Internet has a skewed recipe where you trade off the Tequila for Schnapps. If he likes it, you’ve proven your point.” Richard smirked over his next sip. “Really? Most would pray they won’t.” He replied serenely, finding an empty table for them. “I have to ask. Were you drunk before deciding to come to the Carnival or you got drunk because you had to come here?”

#Louie #omg acabo de captar que en un futuro serán familia

angxladams

Angel knew she hadn’t really been away from Costa Serena all that long, but after being suspended, her adoptive parents made her leave the island and move back home until the semester was over. She had to admit that she missed the fast-paced city life in New York, but all her friends were here, so no one could blame her for being happy to be back. As she walked through town, she spotted a familiar face and turned to talk as they passed her. “Hey, I’ve only been gone for a few weeks, ya ain’t even goin’ to say hello?”

richard-dorsey

“The prodigal child returns.” Richard exclaimed as he turned towards the voice, he hadn’t been paying attention to any of his surroundings– all in favor of looking straight down at his phone. He was actually pleasantly surprised to see Angel back in town. “Hello. How was your stay in what is unarguably the best city on planet Earth?”

#Angel

the-berlioz-mess‌:.

Louie looked at the man, who seemed to be getting rilled up and chuckled. This looked like a fun situation, at least for him. He took a step back and winked at the girl. “Mo’ money, mo’ problems, sweetheart. Watch how you spend that.” He hiccuped softly and as discreetly as possible before turning back to Richard to give him a confused look. “Well of course it is! Because I didn’t win it, duh. So it’s not even a problem.” He said, his eyes narrowing as he spotted a beverage truck nearby. “Oh, look! Another one! Maybe they have margaritas.” He said happily, moving over towards the cart. After a couple of steps he backtracked. “Hey you want a margarita?” He asked Richard, not sure why he was doing it. “I’ve never asked my boyfriend if he likes margaritas… I’m a douche. Well, at least I know about the schnapps.” He commented happily.

“What an abhorrent lie.” Rick rolled his eyes before making the conscious decision to ignore the entirety of the situation taking place before him, looking down at his watch in hopes the whole ordeal had made time speed up at triple the normal pace. “Sure. Can’t argue with that logic.” He replied vacantly, his attention diverted to the nearest exit– “Margaritas?” Not even Richard Alistair Dorsey could deny the charm of a cold Margarita on a warm spring day. “I’m not a monster.” He answered, not waiting another beat to walk towards the flashy truck nearby. “Did you say Schnapps? I’m pushing fifty and even I know it’s not my time yet.” Rick faked a shudder before finally taking a good look at who apparently would be his companion for the evening– oh, what the Hell. “Richard.” The man extended his hand.

#Louie #hay dos cosas aquí que no puedo creer salieron de mis manos

hail-hades‌:.

“Yes, I noticed that. How positively careless of you, you look disheveled.” Hades replied, shaking his head at him. He couldn’t help but smile at his words, but took a step back. “I see, then you might want to consider some sort of hearing aid.” He couldn’t believe he was playing at a ring toss, but then again the school had asked teachers to be participative in students’ extracurriculars and support them and such… This could be his participation of the year. He let his gaze linger on the bear now hanging beside his shoulder. “You can use it as a mop, maybe.” He half-joked as they walked away. He chuckled at the memory. “That was a long time ago. And no, I was just having a stroll around when I saw you, but I won’t reject a cup of coffee.”

“I thought you were fond of disheveled.” He rose an eyebrow and successfully resisted the urge to wink at him. “I don’t need any sort of hearing aid, your loving gaze says it all.” Now Richard had to laugh, the whole situation was definitely out of any of their comfort zones– perhaps his more than Hades’; he really did wonder how he managed to put up with all of that nonsense on what seemed to be a daily basis. “Are you saying we shouldn’t name him?” Rick asked, thinly faking his shock as he allowed for the plush to lazily tap against Hades’ shoulder. He took a deep breath and let his eyes wonder over the various booths around them. “It feels like it was just yesterday– what about that one?” He pointed out one of the impromptu cafés. “They’ve successfully monopolized the whole seating area by the beach overlook.”

#Hades #Hadick

raphilights:

rpwithjayn:

quick headcanon meme: Richard

BOLD all that applies to your muse! Feel free to add more!

I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused

#HC

hail-hades‌:.

“Oh, come on, Dicky. Don’t be so uptight, give it a try, have some fun! You need to let loose from time to time!” Hades urged him in a high tone of voice that was meant to imitate the other man’s indignant protest. “See how infuriating that can be?” He whispered, leaning close to his ear. Without waiting for a reply he turned to the girl, gave her a withering glare and took the rings from her hand. After some quick tosses he handed the stuffed bear to Richard. “They do it for extra credit.” He explained.

“I’m not wearing a tie, how much looser do you expect me to be?” Rick’s immediate response came in the form of a side smirk and a reply that very much didn’t match the lower tone Hades had chosen; though in all fairness, the proximity did have the desired effect on him. “All I’m hearing is how dashingly gallous I’m perceived by you, Hadey.” Richard, for all he didn’t care for any Carnival distractions, was perfectly happy watching the man have a go at the game. “My hero.” Rick, with the same arm he was using to hold the bear, draped the limb over Hades’ shoulders in a definitive We’re leaving now. Yes? Good. gesture before resuming his previous walk. “Does that mean you are in on this as well? If I have to be honest, you’ve outdone yourself from the car in Hawaii– I might need to order us some of that coffee, now that I think about it.”

#Hades #Hadick #Serena Spring Fling

the-berlioz-mess‌:.

“I can throw them for you.” Louie offered, trying really hard to look chill and sober, two things he was most definitely not. “Hand ‘em over, dear.” He encouraged the girl. “Either that or they’re paying her a misery to force people to play.” He whispered, carefully throwing the rings and missing with every one of them. “Ah, wining as always. Now I get to keep my bed free of cheap polyester plush toys and you get to this.” He said, handing a ticket to the girl.

“That was not–” Rick ended up scoffing, aware that stating the facts wouldn’t make a difference nor did he care to change the young man’s approach to the issue. “Feeling lucky?” It only took him the whisper to smell the alcohol that was definitely coursing through his veins, no one could be that bad at ring-throwing. “Misery is forcing me to watch–” The man dramatically gestured to the air with one hand. “This.” After the absolute loss, he rolled his eyes at the pleading girl, only further establishing that he was probably right about her. Richard, out of secondhand embarrassment more than anything else, took the rings away from the girl and tossed them, hitting every single neck bottle. In the same moment, he tossed the plush the girl was trying to give him back into the booth, placing a fifty dollar bill on the counter. “Keep that to yourself, buy your time back.” After that, Rick turned towards Louie. “By the looks of it, a toy seems like the least of your problems.”

#Louie #Serena Spring Fling

“It goes without saying I did not ask for this and will definitely not give it a try.” Richard finished his sentence with an amused scoff, trying to give back the set of plastic rings a very desperate young woman had basically thrown at him– one who wouldn’t stop smiling and urging him to win one of the stuffed animals he very well didn’t have any use for. “Are they keeping you hostage in this carnival?” He questioned her, unaware someone had joined the scene.

#serenastarter #Serena Spring Fling

attacapell

“No really, you can tell me. I may work for the government but I can’t… arrest you or anything.”

richard-dorsey

“Attorney–client privilege ring any bells?” He replied lightly, fixing a wrinkle on his tie before looking at Atta with a knowing smirk. “In the future, drop the last part; don’t dismiss the power of an underlying empty threat over those who don’t know any better.”

#Atta

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