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[the-commissions-deadliest]

| Open Starter - (The Handler) |

“I hope you’ve realised that your efforts are futile. Perhaps it’s time you stop playing these meaningless games and remember I’m only here to help.”

 There’s an underlying eeriness to her words, for some it’s easy to suspect that she doesn’t really have their best interests at heart though others may be fooled. She pauses for a moment, letting the sound of her heels on the floor fill the space as she walks towards them.

Her lips curve upwards in a smile as she offers out a hand, “Now let me ask you again, do we have an agreement?”

[11thsshadow]

|consider this a like for a starter if we haven't done anything :P (Specify muses if possible)|

[cassiebennett]

Open Starter

The Streets of New York

Was it a smart idea to be walking along the streets of New York City alone at night? Probably not but Jenny was asleep and Cassie just needed to do something. She wasn’t sure exactly what that thing was but it was New York City after all, you know the city that never slept? Something was bound to be open at this time right? She wasn’t paying attention to wear exactly she was walking, just wondering around aimlessly really with her hands shoved in her coat pockets and her cheeks tinted pink from the cold air kissing them. When she came across a figure stood at an intersection waiting for the light to change and allow for them to cross she probably should have left the silence between them but instead she decided to speak “Hey know anything to do around here at an hour like this?” She questions, not having seen the persons face yet. 

[irisorchids]

Closed

Outside of Dotty’s Corner Café

Esmeray cursed lightly to herself as she circled her car, no doubt looking like a criminal trying to figure out the best tactic to break into the vehicle. Leave it to her to lock her keys inside of her vehicle. She had been in a rush, running into the café for a coffee and bagel, completely unaware of her mistake until she stood there, bag grasped between her teeth with a coffee in one hand as her free one frantically felt through her pockets in search of her keys, only to then spot them sat right on her front seat, doors locked. She had attempted to call her father seeing as he had her spare key but he hadn’t answered. She settled on leaving a message for him figuring he would get it at some point.

[11thsshadow]

It was a slow day in shop as James looked at the small empty seats. It wasn't a particular big coffee and tea joint, usually only enough to sit about a dozen people at most. But that's all he needed. It was nice and quaint. Very easy to keep clean.

Of course most of the people who came here came more for the 'black market' specials. Wanted a little something to get you through the day? He had it? Had a vendetta? Also covered.

He was just finishing cleaning up blood from an altercation earlier when he heard the door chime.

"Oh hello there! Be ready in a tic, find a place if you like." He grinned up at the person coming inside and gestured them in. "Grab a menu and have a look about, just let me put a few things away, yeah?"

[irisorchids]

Open

"Sorry we’re closed!” Esmeray called out when she heard the rattling of the bowling alleys front door. She had stuck around a little longer after closing in order to go over their books. Seeing as it was Saturday it had been a beyond busy day and she wanted to make sure that things were in order for all of the staff when they came in Monday. She heard the rattle of the door once more, letting out a sigh before heading towards the door once more “Sorry we closed at midnight!” She called out before finally coming into view of the doors. Once she saw the person standing outside she flicked on the lights and unlocked the door, opening it up with a raise of her eyebrow. 

[virtualized-vocalists]

🌹} Teal colored hues gazed rather vacantly at the crimson color staining pale digits... It'd been nothing more than a simple moment of lost balance thanks to an unnoticed higher section of sidewalk, and yet-- Before the blonde realized it, he'd tripped-- somehow managing to bite an inner section of his lip while catching himself.

Now, it seemed all he could taste was that seeping flavor of iron-- Even if truly, there wasn't that much of it... And while thought should've been spared for what to do about the small amount now present on his fingers... Presently, it seemed the sight had him frozen for the moment.

[virtualized-vocalists]

The scent of iron was heavy, suffocatingly so… That which was once hot with the flow of life, now steadily cooling… A wet, icy feeling upon his skin-- The worst of it, however, was something else entirely. Once dear faces now frozen, gazes vacant… And so much red-- Such a deep crimson, that seemed to coat almost everything--

The vision of this scene was abruptly shattered away, however, as Len jolted awake. The blonde's small form bolting upright as teal hues darted about the room for a few moments. Only to be greeted with the sight of his bedroom walls… Hesitantly, that gaze shifted down toward his hands… Palms shaky, but with no traces of that suffocating shade of red…

Be that as it may, though-- This didn't stop the wave of emotions that soon crashed over the small blonde. Tightly curling inwards on himself, fists clutched at the blanket now cocooning him, as a choked yet pained sob echoed off the empty walls. Even if the reality of what he'd been seeing had long since faded, that wasn't going to stop the past from haunting him… A fact that Len was painfully aware of, even after the years that had passed by at this point.