|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 8:59 pm
"Ah... get it... I wasn't sure before but... your all... Mafia right?" she smiled up at Imelda before glancing down at the ground to watch where she was walking. "That... would explain why you are all so cold.... I still don't know anyone's names...." reaching up she wiped some tears that were starting to form in her eyes. All the negative things that happened in such a short time were starting to build up and get to the usually cheery girl. Being bumped into, the fighting, the getting ditched and ignored twice... It was really starting to take a toll on Ama. "Remember how I said I'm waiting for my contact to get in touch? They are usually Families who want something done without it being traced back to them..."
Well, since he had leave to do whatever he wanted, Gen stayed with Gushka and Catia. It might not seem it but Gen really did take his job seriously, and of course making sure the boss was safe was always number one priority.... so like hell he was going to let the brat out of his sights.
Tho the mention of happenings back home caught the smoke in his throat. The cig wasn't even half way to being done when he dropped it on the ground and smothered it underfoot. With the 'death stick' out he kept near the only people he would even remotely consider family. Nothin was gonna happen to them over his dead body.
((Goodnight.... see ya's tomorrow...))
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 9:10 pm
Catia grinned and nudged Gushka in the side. He looked up at her with a confused look but yelped when she gabbed him by the wrist and started running with him in two...and pretty damn fast considering her outfit. You know what they say about those who run in heals. "Meet you at the house geeeeeeeeeeeeeen~" She had so much energy to expend it wasn't even funny.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
unfoundedLegecity Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 9:10 pm
"We are, it is a chilling business at times. But it differs from person to person I suppose, you seem rather chipper for a person dealing with the mafia." Imelda sighed and wrapped an arm around Amarante, rubbing the girl's arm as some form of comfort. Crap, how were you supposed to deal with crying women again? Such emotional beings, it made her uneasy being around tears. How irrational that sobbing could make her squirm.
"The one in the hat is Gushka, I'm guessing the woman is Catia, not sure about the chain smoker and I am Imelda." she muttered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 8:19 am
Amarante wiped her eyes again and smiled at Imelda, "Sorry about that... And thanks." She felt a bit embarrassed for getting so worked up over something so silly. "So... I take it that Mr. Gushka isn't your boss..." stopping to think for a moment, "That kid back near the cafe... No he couldn't he's to young... But then Mr. Gushka is pretty young..."
Looking away for just a moment, Gen heard Catia call back to him and he whipped his head around only to find the her and the boss long gone. Those bastards.... Tch... The better not come to him expecting any healing short of life or death. With a disgruntled growl he went off not even giving the two who had a companied the boss a second look.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
unfoundedLegecity Vice Captain
|
Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 3:28 pm
"The little brunette? He's not technically my boss, but he's.....He's very much so someone I follow. He will be an amazing boss here soon," she wrinkled her nose at the thought of serving under that odd Russian,"And no, I do not serve Gushka. It's too cold in Russian." Too cold indeed, even the people seemed to give off a chill. Imelda shivered out of response, and all this thinking of cold was making her tired. She looked to Amarante with slowly lidding eyes, trying to keep from passing out on her feet.
"Hey, what do we do now? We just got ditched." she grumbled.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 11:15 am
"Ah!" Amarante looked around and saw the lack of Gushka and his guardians. Looking back at Imelda she noticed how tired the other girl looked. "Well... if you want to crash back at my hotel that's fine with me.... it's near by, I don't know how far away your place is or if you can make it there with the way you look now!" she said with a smile.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
unfoundedLegecity Vice Captain
|
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 5:19 pm
Imelda yawned and made a dissatisfied face at how pathetic she must look, practically asleep on her feet. If she could just get warm, it would be a breeze to get back to her place...But without any money, she couldn't buy a sweater, and it would get her in trouble (most likely with Amamrante at this point) if she simply stole one. It wouldn't matter if she stole it from a store, they wouldn't notice, and the girl would leave money for them on a later date. Most likely triple of what the clothing cost, just to make up for the behavior.
"Nah, I can make it," she muttered, forcing her eyes to stay open,"Juss' gotta get warm s'all."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 6:45 pm
Amarante giggled at the other girl and smiled. "Wanna go for a drink? maybe a tea or coffee or something? My treat!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
unfoundedLegecity Vice Captain
|
Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 9:17 pm
She thought it over for a second, very tempting since she was a little hungry and strapped for cash. Plus, if she warmed up even a little, it would be more time to fix her money issue and clean up the streets for the little boss. It was getting very tempting, and as another frigid breeze hit her and sent a wave of exhaustion through her thin frame, Imelda nodded lazily and smiled as best she could.
"Less' hurry up then...Imma falla shleep soon..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 7:06 am
Amarante snickered again, never has she seen anyone go into 'hibernation' mode that quickly. "If I remember right there should be a cafe near by..." she said now her turn to take Imelda by the hand and pull her along.
(( I guess we can make a cafe topic now!))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
