cheap and cheerful

IT'S MORE THAN MILK MONEY, SON. indie crime oc written by eli

[basiciinstinct-archive]

“Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated and all that shit…”

[mortintime-blog]

                 “Urban…camouflage.” Not how he’d like to word it. Pretty bait informant seems more apt. Wally’s knuckles crack against his thigh and the sigh that leaves him is nearly inaudible. “You seem real excitable about this. Never seen someone so excited to betray an employer; how do I know you ain’t gonna do the same to me, Casey?”

[slicktrxck]

          “Yeah... Yeah I know it seems pretty bad. The thing is... I’ve been a bookie almost a decade and the one thing I’ve learned is that if you wanna win, you gotta bet on a sure thing... and you’re the surest thing in this town,” he leans in for emphasis, “That’s something worth getting excitable about. I’m loyal, but no one will ever be able to accuse me of being loyal to a fault.”

[blackbayoumagic-blog]

SO HERE IS A SKYPE DROP SINCE I AM GONNA BE OFF TUMBLR FOR THE NEXT DAY OR SO ENTIRELY MY GIRLFRIEND IS GONNA BE HERE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER JUST ADD ME YO AND YOU CAN HIT ME UP ON SKYPE IC OR OOC WHENEVER CAUSE I AINT CHECKIN THESE BLOGS.

[slicktrxck]

@mortintime ♥’d for a smol starter

          “I know I look like some handsome schmuck, but that’s what you need, right? Urban camouflage. I can give you her whole operation on a platter. Locations, the officers she’s bribed, closest advisors. All I want is to be on the winning side of this turf war, okay? I’ve never jumped ship before, I’ve been workin’ for her for a decade and then some, but man... she’s old fashioned.”

[blackbayoumagic-blog]

“ Oh mother, tell your children                                                         Not to do what I have done– ”

[slicktrxck]

          ♥ for a smol starter

[purloiin]

     “Fuck.” He’d done a marvelous job of ratting himself and looking like a complete idiot, hadn’t he? “Is that really necessary? I mean, I think we could probably chat without you beating the shit outta me first.”

[slicktrxck]

          “Cute. You think this is negotiable,” he chuckles, which is incredibly cruel, given the situation, but he sobers himself quickly enough, taking in the moment, the rather unpleasant reality of it for the other man, Casey knew what that was like, “Yanno... I’m a sucker for a pretty face. Lemme see what I can do. You gotta give me somethin’ to work with here. Somethin’ to take to Linda, make her happy. Then maybe I can fix it for you.”

[trashdominus-archive]

     The blunt, rudeness wasn’t exactly noted as such. Gabriel was l o u d and proud. Being catcalled, called upon suddenly, or even having honest insults thrown his way out of the blue didn’t do much to stop him in his tracks.

                                 The implication that he was familiar did.

    He knew a lot of people, fucked around with even more. Less of a social butterfly and more of a social hookworm. It wouldn’t be a surprise if someone found him to be familiar, but it still put a sour taste in his mouth. Nearly two or so years on the run did that to you.

“Dunno, do you? We fuck? Fight? B o t h?”

[slicktrxck]

          He’s positive he knows this guy from somewhere but he sees so many faces so often, he could be just a passing face in the crowd. 

          “I think I’d remember fuckin’ a giant. Or fightin’ one for that matter. You work in these parts?” he emphasizes work in a way that implies something shady.

[purloiin]

His eyes narrow as he crossed his arms over his chest. He had a feeling this was about ‘work’.  "Yeah?  Maybe if he had been paying me what he said he would, I would of held my tongue. Can’t blame me for taking up a better offer. He had it coming. “ Ed responds bluntly. There wasn’t any point in trying to play innocent. 

[slicktrxck]

          He? Oh no. Had this guy crossed more than one syndicate in this city? It wouldn’t surprise him. Such was the nature of a street rat informant type.

          “Wrong double cross, my guy. L sent me. And she’s not the kinda woman who takes an offense like this lightly. I’m afraid I’m gonna have to rough you up and take you in so you two can work it out.

[slicktrxck]

Fact: Casey always inevitably becomes attracted to the people he works for. Which is incredibly dangerous for him.

[purloiin]

   Edwin stops in his tracks, still popping his gum as he glances down at the hand on his chest and slowly looks up at the stranger that had stopped him with raised brows–as if he were offended that the man had stopped him. 

      “–About what?”

[slicktrxck]

          “About some information you gave up that should have stayed quiet. Crossing someone with the kind of power and influence you did. It’s gonna have consequences,” he says, stepping in closer, bearing down on Edwin’s personal space.

[slicktrxck]

fuck i wanna do more stuff

but i’m so bad at approaching people so hey                    starter call

[inholes]

yooo i got a killer migraine so ima lay down, however, anyone who wants to add me on skype hmu via IM and i’ll give you my username

[slicktrxck]

@trashdominus ♥’d for a starter

          Casey has to stop himself from bumping directly into him, instead he pivots, turning to watch him pass. Yeah, there’s something there. Something familiar. 

          “Hey!” he calls out, which is, of course, a bit rude, and it attracts a little more attention than what is ideal, “Hey wait a sec... Don’t I know you?”

[slicktrxck]

@purloiin ♥’d for a starter 

          Casey pushes away from the wall and steps into the path, hand out, against his chest. He’d been waiting for what felt like ages for this opportunity. It wasn’t often he got to do this kind of legwork. 

          “Not so fast, slick. We gotta have a little chat,” he says firmly,  

[yolonists]

(งツ)ว on my way to fuck things up

[slicktrxck]

          JUST GOT BACK FROM A LONGASS HIKE AND I FEEL LIKE SHIT SO STARTER CALLLLLL WHAT WHAT 

                                                            LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER