Alice

Madness is key.

[heiressacker-deactivated2018111]

“Someone wore the same dress as me to a premiere I was covering. I guess I have to burn it now. How long does it take to start a bonfire?”

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Depends how much you enjoy watching the fire.

[ready-aim-trigger]

Gun Talk || Alice & Trigger

[ready-aim-trigger]

Trigger saw Alice enter the bar, but didn’t let his glance linger to long. Instead his eyes darted from his drink to the other people sitting at the bar. Experience had taught him that you always had to stay alert, and he could feel the comforting weight of the gun tucked inside his jacket, just in case.

As Alice sat down beside him he pretended to take another sip of his drink. She probably knew he was faking it, but as long as no one else did, it didn’t particularly matter. “You wonder what?” He asked slightly amused, swirling the amber liquid in his glass carefully. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

She let her lips fall into a smile, wringing gloved hands. "I wonder about many things. Such as, which of these customers will be dead by tomorrow. Which of them is having an affair with the woman next door and things they can keep it a secret. Why you pretend to drink, is it for the image or meerly a habit to blend in?" She smirked wider, giving him a glance before scanning the bar again. She moved on without hesitation, it wasn't that she needed an answer. She just liked posing questions.

"I have some things, things I might need done. You're little friend Charlie has helped me once before, but for this I feel you might be better suited." She paused to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "How far are you willing to go to get a job done? Can you take orders without questioning them?"

[thechildishlawyer]

Exhausted. Someone come relieve me of this work.

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Having a bad day, are we?

[ready-aim-trigger]

Gun Talk || Alice & Trigger

Trigger took his dark sunglasses off as he stepped through the door of the Duke Of Westminster. Honestly they were pretty pointless in the winter, but Trigger liked the aspect of anonymity they gave him. Walking up to the bar, he made eye contact with anybody that bothered to look his way. Eye contact scared people, and fear was always a good card to have up your sleeve. 

As he reached the bar he ordered a small glass of whiskey. It was probably something he would drink, if he drank, but he didn’t. The drink suited him though, and that’s what mattered, now he wouldn’t looked out of place at the bar, and people wouldn’t question him. He decided to wait at the bar for his companion, pretending to take sips from his glass, and emptying it little by little though slight of hand tricks when no one was looking. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

She rolled the end of the hairpin between her fingers as she walked, it was something she never let go of. At the opposite end, it was sharper than a needle. Entering the bar, she used it to twist her hair up into a bun, removing her leather jacket with a smirk and ignoring the buzz of other people around them. A crowded bar made certain things harder to overhear. 

Alice slid into a seat at the bar, making sure to keep her leather gloves on. She glanced to Trigger, but her eyes hovered on strangers in the crowd rather than the person she had come to meet as she spoke. "I wonder..."

[eleanxrmoody]

I like to think so

Oh? Well sorry to disappoint but I don’t do things for nameless people

[triggeringmadness-blog]

You will change your mind.

[eleanxrmoody]

Well it’s not like you know how the game works. You said so yourself

I don’t even know your name - and yet you know mine

[triggeringmadness-blog]

You are an interesting little thing, aren't you?

My name isn't important, not yet anyway. Although I have something I would like you to do for me.

[eleanxrmoody]

Am I predictable?

It’s Chess. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

For now, Chessie.

Although you could change it. You are still young, still learning how the game works.

[eleanxrmoody]

And if you don’t make them….you break them? 

I don’t want to watch people though. That’s called stalking. And is a criminal offence

[triggeringmadness-blog]

You play by them, even if you don't know it. People are predictable, that is rule one.

It can be called observation, depending on the way you play. You have a lot to learn, Chessie.

[eleanxrmoody]

Do you know the rules?

Oh absolutely divine, I’m loving the bed bound captivity I’m stuck in at the moment

[triggeringmadness-blog]

I am lucky enough to make them, sometimes.

Now now, if you use your time wisely you might find it to be beneficial. There is a lot to be learned from watching others.

[eleanxrmoody]

Takes a certain type of person to see things that way. 

Someone terrified of losing perhaps. Irrationally so.

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Perhaps. But not in this case. IN this case they have all the answers but don't seem to know the rules, or just like... distractions.

How is your poor little head? Feeling any better dearie?

[eleanxrmoody]

You think it’s a game?

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Everything is a game.

How... quaint to not see a thing.

[eleanxrmoody]

So they still don’t know who killed the guy then? London’s finest clearly

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Detectives like to play games, it makes them feel like they know what they are doing.

[triggeringmadness-blog]

How long does it take two detectives to solve a game of Cluedo?

[officer-mccarthy]

Thank you for your time Miss, and for avoiding answering all of my questions directly. I suspect I’ll be seeing you again at some point, I’ll make sure to get flashy lights for my badge next time to impress you even more. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Please do, glad to be of little assistance. 

[officer-mccarthy]

Oh we do, we have a weekly tournament, and we spend all our time customizing and improving our badges, I assure you. 

Brilliant, you have no idea how much I love games. First of all, do you know how he came by this money, second, are you suggesting that he went to the Palace to find this beautiful company you’re talking about. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Do I offend you? I think I am being very helpful, considering you approached me under false pretences.

One, height. Two, weight. And lastly, how much debt they are in. From what I know, your poor little David was the same as every other human being on the planet when it came to lying to himself. Maybe he was just incredibly lucky, or at least he met someone else who was? This is all speculation, inspector, based on human nature but you never know. *turns her wrist to look at her watch* I must admit out little game has been fun, you might even have managed to draw with me but I have places to be today, sadly.

[officer-mccarthy]

*Shows her his badge* Will getting any of those details be a problem now?

You know if we could cut the poetic crap, and just get this little questioning over with, that would be much obliged. So you recognize the name David Gettery? What do you mean he came into some money?

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Possibly. Such an official looking badge, inspector. I'm surprised you don't play "my badge is better than yours" down at your little yard now.

Have you lost your whimsy? If that was his name, I never knew him by it. How about we play a little game inspector? Might give you back your whimsy, and an idea of where to look.  You are a man, inspector. Men, well men have certain... desires. From what I have read on the case, poor little David was a bit of an outsider. Surely if he came into money, the first place he would go is somewhere he could seek company. We all see beauty in the world, but from what I here there are places in the city that sell beautiful things to those willing to pay for their time...

[officer-mccarthy]

Well, you didn’t seem to care for niceties so I didn’t bother, but if you want to do things properly then yes, I’m Detective McCarthy, it’s a pleasure to be questioning you. 

So Miss -I’ll need to take your name and address, if you really want to do this properly- Where abouts do you work, and if I could have the name and contact details of that friend that would be great. Also, did you have any connection to the aforementioned murder victim. 

[triggeringmadness-blog]

Nice to meet you McCarthy, I would like to see some identification if you don't mind. I'm not giving me details out to a complete stranger.

Or a warrant. No connection that I know of, but we pass people on the street that may only have days left to live so I can't be sure. I would say I recognise the name... from what I know he came into some money of late.