@psychctiic . starter
the blinding neon lights and chaotic nature of these parties were a bit too much to allow the sharp-eyed sniper on the balcony to view her silent glare downstairs , fixed on his features who was oblivious to her rage and guarded the pool party that took place at god knows what hour of the night . akina knows everyone makes mistakes , especially during the games but she also knows niragi wasn't making a mistake when he ran for the elevator and left her in the slowly flooding floor , a terrible game , won them nine of spades and a few bulky assholes got all the taps on the back . hatter had grinned at her , and mumbled something along the lines of ' babygirl , at least you looked pretty ' .
that was always her profession anyway ; looking pretty , seducing , getting high and drunk on both alcohol and attention . but those things weren't going to keep her alive in borderland , she's realized it in hard way . the sniper had ( unknowingly perhaps ) seated himself on the stool beside her after slamming his rifle down the counter . the noise had made akina's bare shoulders jump , straw of her drink slipping out of her red lips . her stare falls on the other in silence for a long time , anger boiling her blood despite the soft twitch of her mouth and a softer timbre as she leans a bit close to mumble ; ❛ long night , niragi ? ❜