#aylaxbinici

[networkiing]

@aylaxbinici ; the melody bar

"Bartender, a round for all of my friends here, put it on my tab." Mei Lin declared grandly as she sat her empty martini glass down on the bar. Turning to look down the length of the structure, her bright red lips were curved into a smile, but her eyes were sharp and discerning, checking for anyone that stood out, anyone that seemed like they may be susceptible to the glitz of the Network. "Hello there, having a fun night out by yourself? Surely you have friends around here somewhere."

[poisonsaints]

Who: @aylaxbinici Where: Palm View Park

Nosy was not how Diego would describe himself because despite what some of his aunties said, it wasn't true. He was thorough, he was analytical, and could, at times, be inquisitive, which made him a great deal more inconvenient than someone who was only nosy. Sometimes events happened in such a way that they felt like dominoes falling one by one, and Diego didn't believe in coincidences, but he did believe in being prepared. For Ivy to point out Emir as someone to look into, that alone would have caught Diego's attention, but then for the man to show up in the auction room, presumably the brother the young woman was looking for, well… It certainly was curious. With all the uncertainty following the gala, doing something like tracking the woman down was calming and he couldn't fault the views, either. With a bag of popcorn in hand from a vendor, Diego popped a piece in his mouth, for all the world appearing just a man in danger of being terrorized by the local wildlife. "This is an unexpected surprise." A half lie. "Enjoying the fresh air? It's a lot clearer now than the last time I saw you." Diego commented as he approached the young woman.

[messypasts]

with @aylaxbinici @ Some art supply store

Standing in the craft store, Linnea chewed at her lip as she stared at the arrangement of colored pencils, some of them made of different materials bragging about the benefits of their brand. Wax based, oil based… she didn't know which was better. Normally Linnea just got the adult coloring books that looked like lotus flowers and such, she'd had one of Tolkien's Middle Earth once, but now she just kept thinking about what she'd seen at the Manor of Hope and all the shades of red. It wasn't that she hadn't seen bloody scenes before, and Linnea even had blood on her own hands, but that was different. Somehow she'd never felt in so much physical danger herself before, and she wasn't used to being in those kind of situations with other people that could be victims. It was unsettling and even though Linnea had meditated on it, she thought that maybe trying to capture the scene would work better. If she could only find the right shade of red. Pulling out her phone so she could google the benefits of each type of pencil, Linnea took a step back and promptly stumbled against someone. "Oh, shoot! I'm so sorry, did I hurt you?" She asked, spinning around.

[poisonsaints]

With: @aylaxbinici Where: The art gallery

When Craig took over as Bond, he met his Quartermaster inside some art museum that was likely fancy and prestigious for the British, but just held a bunch of overprices painting as far as Diego was concerned. This, walking around with plans to exchange weapons schematics inside a mid grade art gallery showing, seemed like a more interesting way to spend a day because not only did he get to see something new, he could also see if any of these no-name talents had rich benefactors. It was always good to know what was important to the well off because it made it easier to manipulate and blackmail if need be. "I like the shading. Are people your favorite subject?" He asked a woman next to a drawing of someone with particularly piercing eyes. Was that the right way to phrase it? Fuck if he knew, he wasn't an art connoisseur.