For All Our Sins (O/F)

[TDA_Romeo]

SAMUEL JOHNATHAN PATRICK
ϟ Moretti Hacker

Location: Moretti Mansion - The Tech Cave
Company: Cynthia

The preconceived notion of how the world worked had suddenly shattered for the Hacker. Over a decade of observation and experience had suddenly been proven wrong in less than a few minutes. From middle school to college, any time someone with a second X chromosome approached him, he thought there was something special. Only to be emotionally crushed after the test and finals in the class were over.

Yet again, S.J.'s intuition- when it came to women- was wrong. At least this time something pleasant was coming from it.

The second the Irish woman's lips were pressed against his own, Sam tensed up, his eyes going wide in surprise for the second time of the night. Slowly, the Hacker let go of his glass of whiskey, allowing it to sit on his desk next to Cynthia's own. His hand slowly moved around the weapon's expert until his arm enveloped the curvature just above her hips. His eyes slowly began to close as he took in the moment.

A rasp at the door broke S.J. from what he thought was a dream. His eyes opening to see Cyn still having her lips pressed against his own, confirming that this was reality. His eyes slowly directed his gaze over to the door of his office. "Yah?" He called out to the spectre behind the wooden door. His words slightly muffled as they remained in contact with Cynthia's own pair.

[asbloodrunscold]

"Some people are afraid of ghosts, they run from them...."

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Keither was well aware of his inability to beat M.J. at a game like Street Fighter. He was far from the gamer she was, but then again, he was far from the technological weapon anyone was. He lived a very simple life in contract to most people in order to reduce his overall exposure. He may as well as simply lived in the mountains with how little technology was involved in his daily life. His house was simple, old, almost as if it was stuck in a time before consoles, computers, and televisions became a thing..though he did have a few things up to date, but only things that made chores easier, but other than that it'd be easy to be bored at his house. Keither was overcautious in life, but even with that he could not help but smile at the trivia M.J. spouted off at him. It was an interest, just not a need for him. M.J. often dominated the conversations they had as Keither himself was mostly disconnected from emotional things, and she was fairly excitable.

He didn't even have to tell her that he wanted his usual drink as she stood up to just go grab them. He wanted to ask her if she wanted help but she had zoomed off. He took a deep breath before waving his hand lightly. He took a quick look around before he pulled out his old phone and looked through the messages he had received.They were all written in code, obvious to only the most experienced of them. They were mostly messages from clients. He looked back in M.J.s direction before he simply turned his phone off. He'd take them at a later date, for now he would stick with M.J. for he had just returned from a job and figured he would use a little break.

After a bit of time it seemed it was taking a little more time for M.J. to return. He supposed she needed help and so he stood up and went to go get her. He found her next to the pitchers and cups firmly in the grasp of a waiter. He stood there for a moment, curious if it was just some nerdy talk, but he realized from M.J.s face that it was unwanted contact. His eyes narrowed as something in him seemed to connect. He had no idea what it was He moved forward and raised her hand, bringing it down firmly on the mans wrist as he pulled his hand up "I don't think the lady needs you touching her." he said as he twisted the mans arm "Its not wise to touch people against their will." he said easily pushing the man right into the counter as he stared the man down. M.J. would know the look, it was a look that said he would really hurt this guy if he didn't leave soon .

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"....I embrace them, for I create the ghosts around me."

[deathangelle]

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M.J tried to tug her arm lightly away but it didn't seem to register to the man. She could feel her pulse picking up and bit her bottom lip to focus on her breathing. e. Letting go of her lip she was about to ask the guy to let go once more but Keither popped up. Watching him easily break the hold the guy had on her she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Seeing the guy hit the counter she looked over to Keither then back to the guy. "I think we got it," she then gave the man a look to urge him to just go. He sent her and Keither a dirty look before going to the kitchen. Closing her eyes she felt the tension in her body relax opening her eyes she looked at Keither. Moving in front of him she held out a pitcher to him, "Come on." She wiggled the pitcher at him so he would hurry and take it. Once he did she looked up at him and gave a weak smile. "Thanks for the assist," she then cleared her throat since she didn't know how to ease the tension. "I guess another place we will get banned from," she then gave a smirk since it was usually her fault they were banned. Some place would say its because she was a cheater but it was mostly because she knew the codes to boost their score for the games that gave tickets. Nibbling on her lip she grabbed their cups and slipped past him to go to their table. She placed her pitcher down then placed their cups. Pouring herself a drink she sat down held the cup in her hands.

M.J just stared at her cup till she felt Keither near her. "It seems like today is just not my day," she looked over at him with a sad smile then let out a breath of air to try and get herself out of the funk she was slipping into. Tapping her fingers around her cup she crossed her ankles and leaned back in her chair. "What did you see this time? Any new sites or tasty food?" She usually asked for details about the places he had to go for his job's. If one of his job where in New York she would ask about the weather. If he got to try one their signature dishes. She wanted to to know anything and everything besides the job since he didn't need to think about that. She figured she could help him see the brighter side since he was traveling and doing things that maybe her town couldn't do.

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[deathangelle]

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Hearing's Toni's comment he knew he had slipped and needed to keep on his toes. Frustrated with himself he only nodded his head and leaned back in his chair. Swirling what was left of his drink in his cup he watched his cousin glad to see he liked the idea of changing the club. Jacob saluted Toni with his glass before he walked away. Siting in his chair quietly he slouched in the chair for a moment pondering what to do for the rest of his day. He knew one thing he didn't want anymore company. Pushing out of his chair he walked over to the sink. Rinsed the cup out then left it to be washed later with Toni's cup. He figured his aunt would lecture them about it later but he didn't feel like washing it at the moment.

Dragging himself up the stairs to his room holding on to the banister since he felt a little wobbly. So maybe the wine he had during dinner wasn't mixing well with the alcohol he shared with Toni. Entering his room he quickly closed and locked the door behind him figuring both would have the others leave him alone. Kicking his shoes off while walking to his bed he undid his vest to only flop himself on his bed. Feeling his eyes go heavy he jumped on his bed when feeling his phone vibrate. Making a grumbling noise he rolled onto his back and pulled his phone out of his pocket to see what it was. Unlocking his screen he went to his texts thinking Toni was bugging him about something already. Seeing who it was from he sat up to prop himself up on his pillows. He quickly worked on a response before she wasn't able to talk to him anymore.

Hello,Juliet. You have no idea how much I miss you. You doing alright? Love ya too

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[Xothe_jer_bearXo]

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As soon as her lips landed on his, Cynthia felt Sam tense up but soon she heard him place his glass on the desk, felt his skin brush against hers as he placed his arm around her hips, holding her there. The blonde couldn't help herself and took that as a sign as she pressed up against him, deepening the kiss. This wasn't how she imagined their first kiss, heck before now she wasn't even sure if Sam even knew she was into him and before their talk she had come to the conclusion that she was right, he had had no idea that she liked him. Cyn was used to guys always talking the initiative and making the first move and while she had wished Sam would've eventually realized there was something there, she was no longer patient and she had taken matters into her own hands. It was nice for a change for her to be making the first move.

Needless to say as the two kissed she wasn't disappointed, she could still taste the remnants of dinner, mixed in with the taste of the whiskey. She was just about to move to sit in his lap when a knock at the door stopped her, she started to pull back when Sam called out. There weren't very many people that would be knocking on the door so she knew for a fact that it was Toni probably looking for her for the update she promised to give him after dinner. Cynthia picked up her glass and took a drink before whispering into SJ's ear, "We're not done just yet." She gave him a wicked smile as she stood from the chair and walked over to open the door.

Sure enough when she pulled the door back Toni Moretti was standing there, "Hey, boss."

[TDA_Romeo]

SAMUEL JOHNATHAN PATRICK
ϟ Moretti Hacker

Location: Moretti Mansion - The Tech Cave
Company: Cynthia, Toni

Keeping his eyes on the door, S.J. waited for what was going to happen next. The thought of the teen movies where the parents walked in came to mind or the boss finding his secretary with the mail boy in the supply closet at the office Christmas party. He could just imagine Toni opening the door and immediately seeing him and Cynthia red handed. The thought of the scene in his head made the blood rush to his cheeks.

Good thing his winter beard covered most of his face.
Most of it.

When Cyn had separated her lips from Sam's his attention went back to the woman as she grabbed her glass of whiskey and took another drink. His pupils went wide as she explained that the moment wasn't over between them for the night. As she left to open the door, S.J. stared into nothing; his mind still trying to process the events that had taken place. The words had almost no volume as they left his lips.

"What the hell just happened?"

[f a l l i n 4 d a n c e]

Seconds lingered into minutes, or perhaps the other way around, Rosa never really had kept track of time in such situations, as Damien pulled her closer. She tightened her grip in response, trying to pull him closer as well. His words lingering into their breathes as his nose rested on her own. A comforting gesture. She breathed in, her eyes closing.

He stepped away from the door, four steps, fix, six. The soft comforter of her bed reaching up to envelope up her as he moved away. Her eyes followed him, admiring his stride, his form, the careful way he shut the door, his determined steps back to her. He lowered himself onto the bed, his eyes never leaving her own as his hand began a dance along her side. She shivered, her own eyes caressing his, caressing his jawline, his eyes, his lips. Her hands moved behind him, lightly landing on the strong muscles in his back, beginning a dance of their own. Gently at first, taking in the tender moment, gradually leading him back to her. Added pressure pulling him toward her, bringing his lips back to capture her own.

All the silly rules, the posturing, and gestures didn't matter in that moment or in the ones that followed. All that remained was the accepted knowledge that she belonged to him, that he held her heart more firmly than she could ever have wanted or imagined and that she in turn held his. It didn't matter what others thought up here in her secluded tower. This was a place no one could touch them. They had found a spot that was all their's. Where she wasn't a mob boss and he wasn't a weapons maker. They were merely a man and a woman. A man and a woman who were in love. The heartbreak and fear of the last twenty four hours found themselves in the passionate embrace and all thoughts fell away.


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Safe in her tower, in the sanctity that they had created for themselves, this new place where she only longer worried, Rosa was loath to move. Curled against Damien, her heart's pace slowing, she was repulsed by the thought of moving. More than before. The knowledge of knowing she didn't have to slink away, that she could remained cuddled close, her hand resting on Damien's rising and falling chest, her lips pressing a kiss into his shoulder, did nothing to push the feeling away. She curled closer, looking up into Damien's face, her fingers brushing along his jaw. It was not that she had to leave, but rather that she knew Damien was right. No one could disturb them here, but she did have another matter to mend. Another person who she couldn't lose.

The ache in her chest that had remained buried under the fury of the past week returned. She couldn't lose Lessy. And so she would brave the world. Brave the world outside of the nestled security she had found in Damien's arms. She moved, hovering over Damien her hair falling around their faces like a curtain. Slowly, lingeringly, she kissed his lips, her fingers running down his arm dancing their own pattern again. She did not want to get up, did not want to move. A sigh escaped her lips.

"You were right." She murmured, her voice hardly a whisper as she brushed a kiss against his cheek. "And, " Another kiss to his lips before she moved her face away to gaze down at him, "I should see Lessy." She slid away from him hating how cold it was as the covers fell away. "Do you want to join us for a movie?" Rosa asked lightly, feeling the pressure in the question. It would no longer be just them. No longer be this balance they found. She was letting him into another piece of her life. Was that a nervous smile on her lips as she looked at him over her shoulder while she opened the closet door.

[asbloodrunscold]

"Some people are afraid of ghosts, they run from them...."

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Keither took a bite of the pizza, closing his eyes as he thoroughly tasted it. He nodded "At the very least it isn't that." he said and continued to eat. Keither wasn't one to waste food though, and even if he did not particularly like a pizza he would eat it like he did. He continued to eat as he thought about what he saw "Neon pink." he told his friend before listening to her tell him about what she did. He looked at her "Oh? What type of app?" he asked. He had no real knowledge of technology beyond what was necessary and since when it came to phones and the like he was in the dark he did take some interest in it.

Keither laid back "I mean, I had certainly missed quite a bit. Everything seems to be good now though so thats perfect." he said and continued to eat "So when do you wanna head to the arcade so you can show me how to play that Street Fighter game." he smiled at her.

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"....I embrace them, for I create the ghosts around me."

[deathangelle]

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Seeing him look away she played with her cup by spinning it in her hand while she waited patiently for Keither to tell her about the his trip. Hearing he went to Isola di Burano she stopped playing with her drink and stared at him for a moment while the excitement built up inside of her. She gave a big smile, "did you go on a gonadal ride?" She clapped her hands together showing she couldn't hid her excitement. "What's the craziest color house you saw there?" She gave a quick laugh at the idea of one being a neon pink. She let out a sigh, "Man I would love to go there." At his question she tensed up to cover it up she took a long swing of her drink. She thought about all the drama that had been happening at the gang but she knew that's not what he wanted to hear. She cleared her throat and shrugged her shoulders.Leaning back in her chair she watched him for a moment, "Same old I suppose," she thought about the project she was working on."Made some more hidden cameras," she was quiet for a moment since she wasn't sure how he would respond to her other project. "Also some apps," she slightly mumbled since she wanted to tell him but didn't want to get judgement about it.

Hearing someone coming toward them she looked over to see their waitress with the pizza. She was glad that the waitress had come to since maybe she would be a good distractions. The waitress placed a pepperoni and mushrooms pizza in front of them. M.J quickly grabbed two slices and put them on her plate. She looked over at Kay, "At least I didn't get vegetarian." She gave him a smirk since he preferred meat on his pizza. Taking a bite she lifted her slice at the waitress in thanks before she walked away.

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[TDA_Romeo]

Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones go marching in... again
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are ever ready
Are you ready?

DAMIEN CARTHAGE
? DeLuca Toymaker

Location: DeLuca Mansion - Rosa's bedroom
Company: Rosabella

The night had been a blur. The anger, the sorrow, the pain, the passion. All of them blended almost seamlessly. The end result of the evening was much like many other nights with Damien's love. His dress shirt, along with his undershirt had been thrown to the floor, his shoes were unceremoniously removed and rested half-way across the room. His pants and socks lay next to the bed. All that remained were his boxer shorts. His arms had been wrapped around Rosa's warmth for much of the night. At some point, however, when they slumbered, Damien's hand landed on Rosa's own atop his chest. His eyes had been open for what seemed like hours before she had woken. He stared down at her, smiling.

After a few moments, he felt Rosa begin to stir. Damien's eyes quickly closed in an attempt to feign that he was still asleep. He felt her warm lips press into his shoulder. Her slender fingers caress his jawline. When she felt the stroke of her hand along his jawline he reached up and caught her hand by the wrist. His eyes remaining closed as he brought her hand to his own lips, planting his own kiss upon her palm. Slowly, he opened his eyes as a smirk formed on his face at the same speed before becoming a smile. "Well, good morning, beautiful. He greeted her.

Suddenly, he found the woman hovering above him, her face close enough to his own that he could smell the remnants of her perfume from the evening. Within a moment, she admitted that he was right. The comment made him kick up his brow. "Oh am I?" He asked quizzically. She started to make another statement, however, her lips made contact of his own. She moved her head back and mentioned that she wished to see her sister. He nodded his head in agreement. She slid herself away from him and made her way over to a door away from the bed. Damien rose from where he laid and propped himself up with his arms, his eyes following her.

Out of the blue, she asked if he would like to go to a movie with the two sisters. Damien smiled and rose from the bed himself, walking over to the woman, wrapping his arms around the woman He leaned his head close to the woman's shoulder, kissing her lips just as she had kissed his in the bed. "Mmmm." He groaned, tightening his hold around the woman's stomach. His head moved to her opposite shoulder, his chin resting against her silk skin. "Você sabe, você tem mau hálito matinal abismal quando você acorda." Laughing lightly, he smiled and kissed her cheek, his eyes closed. "I'd love to." He finally answered. "Just... please... No romantic dramas." He joked.

What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?
What if I say I will never surrender?
I'm what's left, I'm what's right
I'm the enemy

[asbloodrunscold]

"Some people are afraid of ghosts, they run from them...."

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Keither took a bite of the pizza, closing his eyes as he thoroughly tasted it. He nodded "At the very least it isn't that." he said and continued to eat. Keither wasn't one to waste food though, and even if he did not particularly like a pizza he would eat it like he did. He continued to eat as he thought about what he saw "Neon pink." he told his friend before listening to her tell him about what she did. He looked at her "Oh? What type of app?" he asked. He had no real knowledge of technology beyond what was necessary and since when it came to phones and the like he was in the dark he did take some interest in it.

Keither laid back "I mean, I had certainly missed quite a bit. Everything seems to be good now though so thats perfect." he said and continued to eat "So when do you wanna head to the arcade so you can show me how to play that Street Fighter game." he smiled at her.

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"....I embrace them, for I create the ghosts around me."

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[f a l l i n 4 d a n c e]

The door swung open to find exactly who Toni was looking for. Cyn. He smiled, "Just who I was looking for." He commented, hardly phased by her presence, she and SJ had gotten along famously in the past. Not to mention the banter between the two. "Actually I was looking for the both of you." He amended, stepping inside the room.

He ran a hand over his face as he looked over at SJ, the man seemed a bit unfocused, likely by Toni's appearance this late in the evening and the long week they'd all had. Better to get right to business, Toni couldn't be the only one who wanted to get back to his own evening plans besides work. "I hate to give you more work this close to the holiday, SJ, but you know how things are. I need you to keep an eye on the DeLucas. Extra vigilance. We don't want to be caught unawares of anything. I do want to give the everyone a few days to rest, but I can't do that thinking the She-Devil is about to breath more flames down our neck." Toni shook his head and then turned to Cyn.

"When you are ready I'm good for your report." Toni told her, giving her the option to decide if it was something SJ should be privy to or if they should relocate to his office on the ground floor.

[f a l l i n 4 d a n c e]

She could see Damien watching her with those dark eyes of his. He looked incredibly handsome sitting on the edge of her bed, the thought only encouraging her to want to crawl back in next to him.

A hint of a smile crossed her lips at the Brazilian words. It was close enough to Italian for her to catch the drift, she rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her closet, it wasn't like he was complaining if he was getting closer to her. His warmth embracing her, a full smile creeping across her face as she leaned back into him. The last of the nervous tension released from her shoulders with hims agreement and she wrapped her arms over his own, turning her head to kiss his cheek. "Lucky for you, Lessy and I are more action kind of women." Not that they hadn't been known to watch a romantic movie or two once in a while.

Rosa stepped out of his embrace to open a drawer. She grabbed a pair of thick wool socks, opened a second drawer to claim a pair of leggings, reached up for a warm sweater. The clothes encased her in comfort, reminding her of Damien's own embraces, but they lacked his warmth a cool crisp feeling of new clothes replaced it. Internally she frowned.

As she turned her hands scooped her curls up into a messy bun, watching as Damien donned on his suit pants and dress shirt again. He looked handsome, but the poor guy would have no comfort. She thought about it for a moment. They probably had some sweats or something lying around somewhere. She'd have to look for them before they started the movie. She turned away from him and entered her bathroom. Despite the playful jab, Rosa did want clean teeth.

Entering the room again Rosa moved toward the man before pecking a kiss on his cheek and headed into the hallway, instantly regretting it, but figuring Damien would either clean up or follow her. She knew she was right though, she had to see Lessy. Couldn't risk losing her again. And for some reason she felt as if this would happen if she let her out of her site for more than a few hours. She sighed, once again she knew Damien was right about not letting her sister out of her site, but it was difficult when she was convinced her sister would only get hurt. When had that happened? Rosa more than anyone should know what a capable woman her sister was. She sighed. It was a complicated problem. But the two sisters would resolve it one way or another.

Few servants or family members were on the second floor, a floor which was primarily for family usage. A reprieve of privacy that even Rosa, someone who thrived in the spotlight, appreciated it. "Aless!" She called as she started out in the hall, her voice echoing around. "Aless!" She tried again as she wander toward Aless's room several doors down, where she stopped and rapped on the door before popping her head into the room. "I was wondering if you'd want to watch a movie?" She asked.

[deathangelle]

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M.J was for from lady like and her eating habits proved it. She held her pizza up and devoured her food. She couldn't remember when she ate last but once she took that first bite she realized that she was starving. She should have known that he would ask about the nap but she did want to tell someone about it. She finished her slice then cleaned her fingers and dabbed at her mouth. Chugging some of her soda she leaned back in her chair, "its a tracking app." She looked up at him from under her lashes wondering how he would react to it. She then lifted a hand up, "Its not on your phone, I swear." She bit her bottom lip and hoped he believed her. She had put it on her phone and Aless but hadn't used it on her friends. She felt a bit more relaxed when he mentioned the game. She gave him a smirk and crossed her arms over her chest. "We can continue this conversation over there," she then pointed at the machine. Games made her a bit more confidant that and computers.

M.J pushed her chair out and grabbed her jacket so no one would bother it while they moved away from the table. About to walk away she stopped and and downed her drink real quick then moved over to change machine. Pulling her wallet out of her sweats she opened it to pull out a ten dollar bill. Putting it into the machine she waited patiently for the quarters to come out. Putting her half in her sweater pocket she gathered Keither's together and put it on the game so he could put them where he wanted. She inserted a coin and grabbed one of his so he could join the fight. She stared at the machine to pick who she wanted. She didn't know why she bothered looking she went straight to Chun li. "So these buttons are kicking at different levels then these are punching same thing for them." She then moved the analog stick, "moving." She looked on the panel and pointed at the directions so he would know what to do. "So you ready for this beat down? She looked at Keither and eyes him up and down and an idea popped into her head. "What does the winner get?" She bit her bottom lip and waited for him to pick his character, "If I win we talk about last night," she then looked at the game since it was going to start since he picked his character.

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[asbloodrunscold]

"Some people are afraid of ghosts, they run from them...."

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Keither followed her to the machines, listening to her explanation to what was in store, and what he was supposed to do. He nodded as placed his hands on the machine until she began to make bets. He listened what she had to say, but as she brought up last night he frowned. She really wanted to talk about last night? He had hoped she would let it pass. It was a weird thing to talk about considering how things had been going, but he figured the girl would bring it up sooner or later.

Keither let out a small sigh before he stepped away from the machine. He looked at her "Lets go to my car then." he said, just leaving the game there as he turned his back and walked out of the door and to his car. He unlocked it and slipped inside, doing the same for the other side as he expected her to follow soon after.

He figured it'd be best to talk about these things in private rather than where others could possibly hear. He put on a little music, a little classical as he waited for her follow. He knew she wanted to play, but it was best to get this out of the way and sort it out. He didn't expect much to happen except setting it in order, but it mostly depended on what she had to say here as he would have rather left it alone.

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"....I embrace them, for I create the ghosts around me."

[Has trouble coming up with more...]