If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will....

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kctrower

Kacey had found himself sharing the company of a woman he’d noticed frequented the pier and the strip often, the fashionista always stuck out among the frivolity and dark underbelly of his workplace. He had entertained the idea that she may be an employee of some sort at the pier, but it wasn’t confirmed for him until she mentioned Mr. Disney.

Sharing her laughter at the waiter’s expense, swirling his drink lazily as he spoke, “A woman after my own heart. I wouldn’t worry much about that; what management doesn’t know, won’t hurt us.”

Chuckling into his glass as he took a healthy drink, feeding the fuzziness in both his vision and his thoughts. In any other circumstance he’d have perked up and gone on the offense to know more about anyone with connections to Mr. Disney, but being inebriated dulled the pointed blade he used to dig out information.

Resting his chin on his knuckles, Kacey inquired, “What sort of job does Disney have you do around here, if you don’t mind me asking?”

With a devilish grin, she added, “Even so, the management doesn’t have power over me.” Catherine’s wicked side was tamed nowadays. She loved to poke fun at people or boss them around. It made her feel powerful and in control. Which was why she was so damn good at her job. At least, in her humble opinion. 

If she were sober, she would have never confessed to anyone that she could be so rude. Not only that, she would have never let her professional life be known. However, here she was, being careless. Something she would kick herself for later.

With a flip of her hair, she spoke, “I’m practically Disney’s, right-hand woman. I do anything he needs. I make sure this place runs perfectly.” 

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🍻- Kacey

Cathrine laughed heartily as she sat beside the slender man, who she had been drinking with him most of the night. What amused her was a waiter, who fell flat on his face. The man deserved it after being so rude to her, as she ordered drink after drink. She knew placing her foot in his path would set him right. “Well, that was a good laugh,” Catharine giggled taking another drink, “It’s a good thing I’m not on the clock. Mr. Disney might not approve…”

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“It most certainly is,” he mused, dark eyes taking her in as she stood.

Catherine was a woman that he had only heard of in passing. Strong willed and breathtakingly beautiful in her age. Though he only thought so considering his recent company. Young and beautiful were his taste. Jaro took her hand, keeping mind of her grip as he did so. It was firm and demanding of respect, just was she was. Her eyes were steely as she peered around the room briefly. He followed, his eyes making sure that no one in particular was really paying close enough attention to them.

“To say the least,” he said with a smile, “I am a very proud manager, that’s certain.”

“As you should be,” Cathrine complemented, “I can’t imagine having to deal with so many people a day. It must be dreadfully draining. Most days, I only have to deal with a few members of our community.” Despite her very social tendencies, Cathrine often feels introverted; needing a few moments in the day to compose her energy again. Especially after dealing with insufferable guests. Luckily, she could usually give that duty to another. 

Among the bustling in an intermission, Cathrine questioned, “Is this what the usual crowd is? I could image due to its nature.” The man seemed more the capable of dealing the amount of people. However, being the superior, she was still curious.

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moramorph

“I couldn’t agree with you more, I mean I don’t know how many people I’ve met that are amazed by how much heart and soul I put into anything that I do.” She replied softly. “I hate boring, where would I be in life if I weren’t able to take the risks I have or being who I really am

“Well, as I said, keep that fire. It will take you far,” Cathrine genuinely admitted “I’ll drink to that, darling,” she responded with a smirk, “Life would be absolutely terrible. Well, I’m sure you must be on your way so I won’t hold you any longer. However, I don’t think you gave me your name.”

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crazymadammindy

Mindy looked up at the woman, before doing a double take as she realized who it was and she instantly wished she was anywhere but here. “ And you must haven’t had sex in the last century, clearly since your as cold as a corpse.” She spat out, before standing up on shaky legs wishing she could just not deal with people right now. “ And Jaro is very much worth the time of day! And why? Osric doesn’t care, so it’s fine so bug off lady.”

Hearing the girl ramble, Cathrine instinctually brought out a cigarette and began to light it. She really did want to be here. Nor did she care about some brat. “Well, unlike some people, I don’t rely on sex to be fulfilled,” remembering her position at the pier, Cathrine held her tongue so any venomous work wouldn’t leak. “Ugh, darling, we all work with Jaro and while he is very easy on the eyes, he isn't that special,” She stated plainly. Then with a roll of her eyes, she added, “My, my. You must be jailbait for Jaro with your bratty attitude! Also, I don’t care what Osric thinks! I know how this pier should run and it does not include your meltdown in front of guests.”   

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moramorph

“What can I say, when I am working I put my body and soul into it, I don’t want to let anybody down.  Oh don’t worry it didn’t happen while I was working, however it did happen after I finished and decided to try and do something I shouldn’t have.”

As Catherine listened, she nodded in admiration, “I commend you for that. I too put my heart an soul into all I do. It’s a quality many people lack.” With a small chuckle she added, “Well, we have to risks at some point. Or else life would boring. And trust me, if you ever want to get to the top, you take risks every moment.”

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finn-rider

“Talent isn’t the only thing Mr Disney seems to hire.” he smiled “Turns out everyone has to be at least of supermodel standards, even to clean tables or carry rigs for the show” he noted her overall polished appearance and figured she was someone high up “And as for management, well that’s just straight up hiring Grecian Goddesses ”

Catherine let out a jovially laugh at the man’s compliment, “Why, thank you, darling! Unsurprisingly, the competition at the top isn’t as fierce as me.” Honestly, Catherine didn’t care if the man might be a kiss-up. Any compliments were always welcomed. With a mischievous smirk, she added, “It seems we do have a wonderful ability hiring people very pleasing to the eye. Such as yourself, I hope.”

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moramorph

“It can be quite exhausting,but as you can probably tell, I haven’t been doing a lot of the work that does keep me on my feet for now.” She said as she looked down at her broken ankle. “I honestly can’t wait to do that work again.”

A smirk appeared on Catherine’s face as Mora gestured to her foot, “Well, I am glad to hear we have such a dedicated worker. I hope that didn’t happen while working.” While almost genuinely concerned, Catherine wanted to make sure the pier wasn’t in trouble.

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Mindy chuckled as she chugged back another bottle, mixed with some painkillers she had found at her home from when she had sprained her ankle. At this point she didn’t care, it’s not like anyone had cared enough about her to notice she was missing or rescue her so getting wasted to the point of blacking out was okay. So after getting off of her shift early from the casino, she had dropped herself in front of a random game stall just drinking while popping a few pills at a time. 

Taking a sip from the new bottle of whiskey she had opened, she chucked the bottle cackling as it shattered a few feet from her. “ No one fucking cared, except for him which is rather funny ya know? So fuck everyone, if they didn’t care enough to notice I was missing or to rescue me than I don’t care. So fuck it all!” 

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Catherine had decided to try her luck at the local casino. Yet, lady luck wasn’t much on her side today. Thankful, Catherine was smart enough to walk away before losing more money and her cool.

On her way out, she noticed a woman she had seen before. The blonde was moping while doing some highly illegal activities. “You must have lost your dignity when you lost your man,” Catherine sneered at the pitiful sight, “ He probably isn’t even worth the light of day. And could you please not do such things in this establishment?” It was almost embarrassing to be associating with this woman. Catherine held more self-respect in her pinky than this blonde druggie. 

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moramorph

Mora was used to people talking about her colourful hair, she had been dying her hair for as long as she could but never anybody as refined as the woman she was not speaking to. “I have been told I have one hell of a personality! Perform? Oh no, I’m more behind the scenes, I work in the Underworld, as speciality support.”

Catherine simply shrugged at the response, “Well, with your energy, you could have fooled me.” Recently, Catherine had stopped in the Underworld for a quick inspection. At first, she thought it was strangeto not see Mora, however that place is always crazy. “I’m sure it keeps on your feet. It must be exhausting,” She added lazily. 

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imadamselll

Upon seeing the woman arrive, Meghan pressed her shoulders back with confidence. Thinking that maybe if she appeared more than ready that she wouldn’t be so harsh on her. Or be too upset that Hayden had bailed on the meeting. But as she sat, Meg looked taken aback. This was not the harsh woman that she had been prepared for. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun and her clothes looked steam pressed. Catherine was every bit the professional she had been warned about. Though at her words, Meghan paused before reaching out her hand. Had she just called her pretty? Let alone the prettiest on the Pier?

“Oh, um, thank you,” she managed to stammer out awkwardly, “Yes it is and yes, I am Meghan. You must be Catherine. I’ve heard much about you.”

In truth, Catherine had no idea why she was so enthralled by Meghan. It seemed spontaneous. Along, with her compliment to her. Catherine has always been a very vocal person. However, this clearly surprised the woman; so for the sake of being professional, Catherine monitored herself. “I always tried to get a curl like that but it would never hold,” she sighed. “Yes, Catherine De Ville and I hope it is all good things,” Catherine added with a smirk, “Anyways, how are things in The Underworld? Any more unusual guests or events?”

Then as a waiter passed by an idea sparked in her head, “Have you ordered? I’m going to order a mimosa. I want more than just water.” Finding a waiter, she made eye contact and called, “Excuse me? Could I get one mimosa, please? Oh, Meghan would you like one? My treat… Well, actually the pier’s.”

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crazymadammindy

Mindy had decided even though it was a suicide mission, she would go to the Fantastic Beyond mainly so she could keep an eye on her torture device in human form. When she had taken her seat, she wasn’t really paying attention to who she sat next to or even the acts that were going on. She was scanning the whole place to see if she saw him, but sadly it was apparent tonight he must be bothering someone else. “ I… yeah I agree, wasn’t really paying attention though. But I have seen them perform before, and Mr. Disney hires the best ..but sometimes his best have secrets.” She muttered before laughing a bit if only the head boss knew what they all really hid in the dark.

When the blonde spoke, Catherine was puzzled by her lack of interest in the show. What could possibly be holding her attention? Curiously, Catherine leaned in as the woman talked about the higher-ups.  “Well, do share darling, I can keep a secret,” Catherine fibbed with a wicked smirk. Currently, she didn’t know what she would do if she got the information. But she would figure it out. She always does.

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For whatever reason, Hayden had scheduled a business meeting of sorts. She was a woman who worked personally with the big D, or so she had heard. Waiting patiently as she could for the other woman to arrive, Meg cursed her boss for requesting her to go on the meeting at a local cafe. As she waited, she ordered some finger sandwiches for the two of them. Her curls blowing every which way as she was seated outside in these tiny white, metal chairs. Matched by the same ridiculously detailed, white, metal tables.

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It was routine to brief with several of the managers at the pier. Especially since the second murder, the pier wanted to ensure the safety of the staff and guests. Today, Catherine had an appointment with Hayden Dark. Yet, for whatever reason, Hayden sent his assistant. Which irritated her immensely; she hoped Hayden had something more important than this. As Catherine came to the pristine cafe, she spotted Hayden’ beautiful assistant, Meghan. Then suddenly all frustration simply melted. Catherine was charmed by the brunette, with a warm smirk she said, “You must be Meghan, I’m Catherine. And I must say, you must be the prettiest woman at the pier. I simply adore your hair, is it natural?”

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moramorph

Mora didn’t say a word for a moment as she was surprised at what she had said to her,not so much about her determination but more about how she liked her hair. “Oh why thank you, my mom always said I had a whole lot of determination in me. Also thank you for the hair complement,I wanted my hair to match my personality.”

As the woman froze for a moment, Catherine wondered if the compliment took the colorful-haired woman off guard. The would be unfortunate considering the girl was cute. Sometimes people could be so blind. “Well,  you must have one personality then!  Would you happen to work here? Maybe perform?” She asked curiously. Catherine found this woman very interesting, she seemed informed in more contemporary fashion.  Which only sparked her interest more.

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cherabogs

As the performance ended, it was customary for Jaro to make his appearance. He took a seat next to a woman who appeared to have a refined taste. She spoke to him, her mention of their employer peaking his interest. Jaro raised a brow at her, standing and offering her his hand.

“Yes, well, that would be why I’m the manager of this fine establishment,” he mused, “Name is Jaro Czernobog and who might you be?”

“It’s a small world after all,” Cathrine mused. As the man stood, Cathrine rose as well. She wasn’t one to be upstaged, especially by a man. She reached out gingerly to Jaro. However, her grip was firm and controlled. “Cathrine De Ville, personal assistant to Mr. Disney,” she lilted with a smirk, “Pleasure to meet you.” Glancing around briefly she added,“You must have some very interesting characters on your hand. If they are anything like their acts.”

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On her night off, Catherine decided to treat herself. She usually found relaxation at home. But today, she wanted something different. So, she found her way to the Fantastic Beyond. She marveled at the several of the performances. During an intermission, she mused with the person beside her “I can’t believe we have such talent. Then again, I shouldn’t be so surprised. Mr. Disney seems to only hire the best.”

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Mora groaned as she slowly made her way down the pier, her adventure on the pole that day hadn’t left her with a sprain like she had thought,but a broken ankle instead. She had taken a few days off to rest but Mora being Mora that didn’t last very long, she wanted to get back on her feet knowing she couldn’t let a broken ankle stop her from doing things. 

As she made her way down the pier, she began to make a list of things that she needed to do after her walk and the top of that this was grocery shopping. “Well that is going to be fun, but I can do it.This broken ankle isn’t going to stop me” She said, looking around to see somebody staring at her. 

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Catherine sat on a bench facing the people passing by. Admittedly, she liked people watching. She’d judge people on their wardrobe, which was her strong suit, but clearly not others. Then one woman caught her eye. She had wonderfully crazy hair. Not much of Cathrine’s taste, however, she admired the avant-garde choice. 

With a smile, she called to the woman as she spun around, “Well, I admire your determination, as well as your hair.”