#devran sahin

[miaxgallo]

WHO: Devran Sahin @thesocietyprince LOCATION: On the edge of the dance floor

Mia's night had been... eventful to say the least. From witnessing Sera join her side on the Serpents, to dealing with trying to keep tabs on a very annoyed Nico, and finally to her extended excursion in the bathroom with a certain Society co leader that would be very bad if anyone found out. Fraternizing with the enemy was an understatement. It had taken a while, but eventually Mia was able to get eyes on Nico once more. But Mia would be a fool if she was not still on alert. So far, everyone was staying peaceful and perhaps there was hope of them all making it through the gala before any blood was spilled. They could wait until after the gala ended. But, Mia was a pragmatist, and she knew the threat could still come from a number of different places with a number of different attacks. The Society, the Ghost Riders and even the Giovanni imposter were still all threats. Her gaze was scanning the crowd once more, reading each face it passed over to discern who else she needed to keep an eye on. Suddenly feeling a hand on her lower back and another taking her hand, Mia was swiftly carried off to the dance floor by the same Society co leader she should not be interacting with in public. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Mia hissed, though her face fell into a cool and collected, albeit smug mask while only her eyes blazed at the man. Still Mia fell confidently into the steps of the dance as they waltzed around. "Let me guess, trying to get a rise out of the Serpents no doubt watching or out of me?"

[miaxgallo]

WHO: Devran Sahin @thesocietyprince LOCATION: Devran's penthouse

Their leader was shot too. The words echoed over and over again in Mia's head and had since the moment she read them from her brother. She couldn't dare risk by asking too many questions about him. But which leader? The Society had two... and oh god. The thought of Devran getting shot made her sick. It propelled her from her own penthouse across the city without a second thought. This was one of the riskiest things she had ever done, one of the stupidest things. But she couldn't think of anything but Devran getting shot. Banging on his door, Mia felt her heart hammer in her chest. It hadn't even occured to her until she got here that he could be anywhere but here. He could be at a secondary safe location. The clubhouse. The hospital. Anywhere. But she needed to know, needed to see him. "Devran, open up." She pleaded, banging louder.

[miaxgallo]

Wrapped in Christmas paper, sent to Devran Sahin along with a note.

Diavolino, You said earlier you may not have a law degree, but you could still play the game. That is true, and it has been a pleasure playing the game with you. Finally some decent competition with intellect I can respect. So, to make the playing field more even I decided to help you out with your little shortcoming. This is a real degree from Harvard Law School, my alma mater. I had a hacker friend get in to their system and add you to the class of 2013. I had them send me another copy of your degree claiming you lost it. And of course I had your class rank entered as much lower than mine. Can't have you diminishing the efforts of those who actually went to law school and did the hard work, now can we? Merry Christmas, Prenses P.S. If you are looking for ways to pay me back with a Christmas present, I already have some ideas involving you as a sexy Santa and me on your lap. As well as presents to impress me. Your move.

@thesocietyprince

[aylaxbinici-archive]

WHO: Devran Sahin @thesocietyprince LOCATION: A table at the gala

While working out details, Ayla had tried to make sure with Gabriel that it would be okay for her to attend since she was still on crutches. The scooter was used more for her trips down the block, but she used crutches everywhere else. Hopefully in a few weeks she'd be able to switch to a boot and become even more mobile. Gabriel had assured here there'd be plenty of seating so she wouldn't have to stay on the crutches and her one good foot all night. However, this made it hard for her to stand with Gabriel when he socialized with others. And he'd been a very popular man tonight. Plenty of people had wanted to talk to him, to have his ear and to discuss a number of topics.

When she saw him taking note of someone across the room, Ayla waved him away and assured him it was okay for him to go talk, she'd wait here at their table and take a much needed break. She was just finishing the last of her glass of champagne when she noticed someone approaching her. Ayla smiled warmly at the man, recognizing him instantly. "Hello, Devran." Derin's brother and the man who had been so kind to her before when she needed help navigating on her little adventure. "I'm glad to see someone I recognize. Are you having a good time?"