#gothamcartel.

[globalsyndic-blog]

@gothamcartel​.

“  ah,  miss dance!!  ”    mr. hoffmann already had his hat off his head,  holding it between his fingers and keeping his arm down.  he wore a jacket over his suit,  some suitable pants and black shoes on his feet.  a smile curled at the corner of his lips while one of his henchmen positioned himself within the crowd,  not in a hostile way but more in a observing way.  never could be to certain  these days,  not even in gotham city,  since this symbol of terror started to spread around the city.    “  your reputation precedes you,  as even miss mooney speaks so highly of you.  ”

[terrorzer-blog]

‘promise.’

CARING STARTERS : ACCEPTING !

               IT WASN’T A WORD YOU HAD HEARD OFTEN. People never promised things to you and if they did, it always fell flat. That’s how you learned nothing is guaranteed from a relatively young age. Promises were never kept, at least in your experience, though the sincerity on her face and in her voice seemed so DIFFERENT from the past. Could she have meant it? You pause, gaze dropping to the floor for a fraction of a second while you take the time to ponder. “You really mean that?” You question and lift your head, eyes settling on hers, “Or is this just an elaborate way to get me to shut up?” The grin that crosses your features is almost painful----- it's SAD, but you’d hoped she wouldn’t be able to tell. “If it’s the latter, PLEASE tell me now so I don’t fall for it.”

[fuckcodenames-blog]

gothamcartel: if you ever need a bitch ass to be beat lol hmu ( enter ten eye emojis )

no worries, think i’m good. sometimes you gotta let it all fucking out!

[hellogctham-blog]

          “ i don’t really keep a list. ” he answered honestly, he never KEPT COUNT on those sort of things. he brought the joint between his fingers to his lips and started to suck on the end of it, letting the smoke into his lungs and than he exhaled blowing the smoke out of his lungs and into the air of the office. hm, he liked the loud music of club, it kept him calm. he also leans back inside his chair while he slowly looked back at Jaylah, raising his brow while smirking lightly. “ don’t tell me you keep a list of fuckers you’ve gunned down. ”

jaylah : [ @gothamcartel​ \ cont. ]