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Roman 1 - Haters 0 🤫
You are starting to annoy me now with the amount you break stuff! 😑
They seemed to hit it off well. Their friendship bar filled up super quick. Spouse potential! They went to have some food but it messed up and they left the moment they got inside.
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where: food trucks downtown.
Saying Aindreis was glad to be drinking again in time for wine month would be wrong, but at least he could enjoy it to its full potential. And you better believe he was. Already a little buzzed, he was walking around downtown, looking for something to eat after a day of activities. He ordered a plate of gourmet sliders and a glass of red wine and as he waited for his order, he leaned against the counter, scanning the crowd. That's when he spotted Roman nearby. Food in hand, he hesitated for half a second but remembering the short moment they shared by the beach and knowing it was nice being understood, he walked over to him. "Mind if I join you?" he asked.
@theblackmcsk
Her definition of loyalty was not something easily pinned down. Much like herself. And like herself, it was fluid, changeable -- after all, she had perfected the art of wearing a mask. But no matter what face she wore, Mystique knew who she was underneath. Underneath the beauty of this form, she was blue-skinned, scaled, with those shocking yellow eyes. And underneath her changing loyalty, at the core, she was dedicated in a singular fashion to Erik Lehnsherr.
So when he asked to procure something invaluable, she didn’t hesitate. Her mark was Roman Sionis. A major player in the underworld, a man who truly knew what the word boss meant. His stronghold was in Gotham, which in itself wasn’t impressive -- but that he’d unseated Maroni and Falcone in order to secure his seat, now that had some potential. She couldn’t afford to be careless on this one.
On the surface, it was a simple mission. Seduce the man, dispatch him if necessary -- once she’d garnered where the cargo was being held, of course. To that end, she took up residence at a table in a nightclub, where it was rumored Sionis was spending more than a few nights. All she had to do was wait for the right moment to catch his eye.