‘ what are you looking for, you lucky soul? ’ and by lucky, he means the complete opposite. you poor child have just crossed the path of a demon — and a very nefarious one.
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‘ what are you looking for, you lucky soul? ’ and by lucky, he means the complete opposite. you poor child have just crossed the path of a demon — and a very nefarious one.
i think that’s dumb. | @dvendc
“Would it be stupid to ask a lawyer how to hide a body? Especially if you want them to represent you?” She’s joking. Probably. Most likely. Seems, like the girl is now making herself very comfortable on the others couch. “I’m serious. The clock is ticking, my friend.” She’s grinning now. Yup this obviously a joke.
@dvendc liked a starter call.
any other time, he’d sneak away with the lost thing and just add it into his rapidly growing collection. finders keepers — losers weepers, right? it worked different for remy when someone else was stealing and he was witnessing it. when the thief was not someone you’d call a THIEF in the first place, but a mock version of the real deal. “that’s not very nice,” ironic words for someone like the cajun, having the stickiest fingers of them all. with one swift move the wallet was in his hand, and the said criminal would never know what hit him as he rushed away.
“excusez-moi, mademoiselle!” he spoke up, catching up to the woman, holding out the wallet for her to take, “i believe this belongs t’ ya, no?”
do i ever cross your mind? | @dvendc
“Maybe if you didn’t just stand there hovering over my shoulder I would find your paper faster.” A small huff left, as his fingers shuffled through, just because he was a genius didn’t mean he’d always have to do the spy work for people. Then again...he did always do it for people. Ugh. “Got it!” There’s a small flick of his wrist as he pulls the paper out a manila folder. “Now, what is my reward for this endeavor Alana, hmm? It better be something good, or I’m holding this paper hostage.”