Nov 10, 2020
@secretsaved location: outside velvet
“ So, got any... news for me? “ Indi asks, flicking ash from his cigarette. Raising his eyes, he regards the woman with a tilt of his head and takes another draw, expelling the smoke in a single, steady breath. “ I’m lookin’ f’r someone, mighta been here a few nights ago? Red-haired gentleman, not a very big spender, Irish accent? ” Taking the cigarette between his teeth, the assassin reaches into his coat pocket and withdraws an elegant silver flask. He rubs his thumb over a faded engraving on the cap, then offers it to the escort. “ A’ course, I can make it worth ya while, and more than a few sips of this, too. ”