#doyl1st

[charltcnjane]

❛  do you believe in ghosts?  ❜

☕ @doyl1st | random dialog | memes -> always accepting !!

There is a slight PAUSE made for contemplation, as she takes a bite from the blueberry muffin ( simultaneously making mental note how it's still warm from the victim's very kitchen ) and looks at it inquisitively before meeting the detective's gaze. ❝ Of course not, ❞ she shrugged, ❝ ghosts only exist to the PARANOID and the grieving. A comfort for people who are afraid of ... lights out. ❞

Just then her eyes avert, looking through the threshold where agents questioned the WITNESS. Poor old woman could barely get a sentence out without weeping. The tears were real enough, but any intelligent investigator would catch those little HINTS of guilt within the tears; too obvious to be the suspect, but if there is anything Charlotte had learned early on in life was that no one was innocent in any given situation. Benefit of the doubt were only REWARDED to those that were completely honest. Those types were few and far in between. ❝ Why do you ask ?? ❞ She took another nibble of the victim's freshly baked muffin, whilst a playful smirk tickled the edge of her lips, ❝ thinking about trying to COMMUNE with the victim ?? ❞

[bewitchingbaker]

🌟 and 🎮

🌟 - Who was your very first rp muse?

My very first rp muse was a Read or Die muse named Kouta Melanie, Not very well written as he was just Yomiko Readman as a 15 year old boy. Looking back I probabaly could make him a successor to the character who's dealing with living up to her name after betraying her agency.

🎮 - What’s your favorite video game?

Ahhhh this is tough! I can't pick one so I'll tell you my top 2. That is Bioshock (I have played it on every console like I've never played it lol) and Sonic Adventure 2 (I like 1 alot but damnit playing Big the Cat's levels still irritate me)

[moriartymused]

for @doyl1st

James had arrived at Somerset House shortly before noon, dressed the part of a well heeled patron with cash to burn. Having graced a tedious History of Art lecture earlier in the week, he had deftly adopted the mannerisms of the archetype art student and he was rather proud of his pantomime. There was something to be said about the way the collective seemed to drawl at a sedate pace, and slouch, hands buried in the pockets of their neatly pressed slacks. In another life - in which the social sciences had appealed to him - James may have liked to conduct a study into the group behaviour of wealthy art scholars; perhaps it was bred into them at public schools.

Regardless, James was glad that the 'art lover' model was such an easy skin to wear. Stepping through the doors at The Courtauld Gallery, he found that he blended seamlessly with the lunchtime crowd. Regrettably, as did his target - Isaac was the revered name of a talented forger he had plucked from the grapevine. Given his research, James was practically rabid with determination to meet him. 

Yet, desperation was an unflattering look, and James had enough faith in himself to stroll the length of the gallery leisurely. There was no hurry, and his source was reliable, insistent that Isaac would be there.

Patience was a virtue; James had just settled in front of Botticelli's The Trinity, when a figure came to join him. Older male, nondescript, just as relaxed as everyone else in the room. James cleared his throat. "Incredible, isn't it? Botticelli's use of line and form... meticulous attention to detail." 

[escapedartgeek]

@doyl1st

"Sometimes I really just want to pull a stunt on some of these places that try to rip me off. I don't.. but goodness the temptation is really there. Just to turn their pretensions against them in the most ridiculous way..."

It seems like Zora have been feeling a way about some of the dealers that they have had to interact with lately.

[justicism]

‘ you're with them, aren't you? ’   corner of eyes indicate the imperious figures boasting their glory of seizing a perpetrator, regardless of the plausibility of a false arrest could emerge by the time the ligature of evidences don't corroborate with the statement －－ it oft happens, in the heat of urgency from the gaffer looming their prejudice, which leave the jurat make the false decision . . . but he doesn't make mistake, ‘ tell me, who led the investigation, you, @doyl1st or that asshole? because i wouldn't trust his instinct ’ / starter call .

[sleazygoing]

@doyl1st​;​

          “Shiiit, you’re good, you’re good, man! Yeah, you got me. You got me. It’s uh, yeah, it’s not a real Rolex. Pretty sweet though, right? But about as gen-u-ine as a four dollar bill. What gave it away?”

[dxsole]

"I wouldn't trust a man who wouldn't try to steal a little." to his husband in criminal mischief and thievery UwU

AMEN TO THAT // ALWAYS ACCEPTING RANDOM ASKS

"It's simply good sense," Corbin agrees between sips of tea, "How can you respect a man who settles for his current station in life? If he has less and does not strive for more...well, I certainly don't see how such stagnant living benefits anyone, my darling." He's the last person who should be judging anyone about anything. "I fear it's lack of ambition, really...quite sad. Plagues the youth these days. Just droves of them," Hand waving, "paying for things."

[marchandmodeste]

"Have you ever eaten a frog?"

"Oh, but of course! Innumerable frogs, as a matter of fact. I could hardly call myself a true gourmet if I'd never at least tried cuisses de grenouille." He kisses the tips of his fingers. "Grilled, fried, stewed....It hardly matters to me how it's prepared. Maybe it's an unpopular opinion these days, but it's a delicacy for a reason."