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 Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2021 6:55 pm
  ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallows, an idiot, and good-looking Clientxxx ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxx ᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Curious and intriguedxxx ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxx ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ : 100%
Mary smiled softly, amused and pleased with her host's dealing with him. Whether Julin chose to follow didn't bother her though as she would walk alongside her dear Gallows. "Oh, I see him," She commented softly after a while of silence before Gallows would approach. She of course would follow suit. Though since she couldn't be seen, she would circle around the client just a bit. "He's pretty cute. But, not as cute as you," She commented, usually comparing others to her perfect host. Smiling softly, she would walk back over to the opposite side of Gallows.
In the gardens, the potential Client, Mr. Pocket-watch had his elegant attire cloaked by deep obsidian wings of resembling a crows. His face only half masked was looking down at his bronze watch. As he walked along the walkway, he would not be bothered as a couple others would be seen in pairs. Though thankfully those were few, so he could enjoy the roses behind his watch. There was not a feather out of place as the man stood when he heard someone approaching his way, standing as tall as 6'3" and slipping his watch back into his pocket. Smiling pleasantly as he heard and felt the presence of a man on either side. "I might. Do you gentlemen have business with me," a smooth and calm baritone replied, eyes still casually studying the Hayes' roses.
Out Of Crushes: Think Chace Crawford voice.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 6:49 pm
  
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Gallows noted the sound of footsteps following close behind him, the only indication for now that Julin was following them. 'I cannot tell whether he does this intentionally or cannot walk quietly.; he would think openly, even if he expected no response for it. The man could be a liability with that or a good distraction; which was yet to be determined. Suffice to say though, unless the prospective client turned him away, Julin may be part of the job. 'We'll have to assess his capabilities later,' he thought as he did not hesitate in his pace. Mary guiding him to where the man was so that Gallows may approach. He seemed to be focused on his watch and the roses, to a degree, as he wasn't really trying to find anyone to socialize. What that could mean Gallows was uncertain of. It only really mattered on whether he would have work for him or not in the mercenaries mind. Gallows would note how the man looked as he drew closer and was eventually besides him. He wore a black attire that matched his wings, and Gallows could see the pocket-watch seemed to be bronze as well. What he also noticed was that the man was a towering height; not taller than the behemoth that was Julin, but still taller than Gallows. 'It seems everyone I am to meet this night like to be able to look down on others,' he thought though wasn't bothered much by it. Gallows also noted the man seemed to have a half-mask on; confident in his identity being partially determinable at least.
He would see Mary circle the client in her admittedly nice attire, calling Pocket-watch cute but not as cute as Gallows. Gallows would remain stone-faced at the comment for the most part. Being called cute didn't really have much effect on him; he was not the type to really get flustered or nervous, not anymore at least. He would feel and see her presence besides him as his eyes would casually drift along while he stood next to the prospective client; careful not to have them land on him. He would say he may be waiting for someone, and asked if they had business with him. His voice was smooth and calm, at least revealing the man had no fear. 'Good, I prefer clients who aren't a ball of nerves. It probably means he is the one as well,' he thought as he would then go to speak while keeping his eyes on the roses now as he crouched down "Perhaps we do. Before we speak further, I have a simple question for you seeing as we are in this masquerade; a question inspired from our outfits. A hawk kills because of it's nature, but why does a man kill?" he would ask simply. It was half of a coded message they had agreed on to identify the other with more certainty. Gallows was not about to just ask if someone needed him to kill for them out of the blue without confirming they were the correct contact. As he asked, his eyes kept focused on the flowers as he seemed the intently studying them. One hand reaching out to gently circle around the thorns of one rose, though he did not pull it.
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Out Of Consciences: Outfit, Mask
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2021 12:16 am
   Julin remained quiet, intent on letting Gallows do the talking as he was technically just along for the ride, in hopes of getting a job as the garden itself seemed rather nice. His face remained rather hidden so it helped him to stay quiet as he listened to the two, with Mr. Pocketwatch asking about business with him. The smooth voice kind of irked Julin, but he didn't know why as he popped his own neck a bit audibly before Gallows spoke. With his build it was obvious that any missions involving stealth could be out of the question, but what he lacked with finesse and dexterity, he knew he could back up with pure skill and brawn. He swallowed hard as his mind started to move. 'Mmmmmaybe this was a bad idea.... I feel awkward just standing here not adding to the conversation. He thought as he looked over to see Gallows speaking to the Pocketwatch man as he was mentioning the masquerade, and soon asked the man about something of why does a man kill. Julin's mind flickered a memory as he brought a hand up to his covered face and muttered something after Mr. Pocketwatch's response to such a question. "Greed..." Julin shook his head as he stood back up firmly and just listened intently, his hair was at least styled back and his outfit still retained a sense of dignity, something he wished he could remember having all his life.
Equipment: Full Mask|| Location: Masquerade Ball: Garden|| Company: Gallows, Mr. Pocketwatch
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2021 3:16 pm
   𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . . . Hayes Estate; Azure Ball tab tab 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 . . . Too many people to name.
𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐅𝐈𝐓 . . . Costume; Mask; Hairstyle; Make-up tab tab 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 . . . GarnetThe tall young woman would enjoy her time on the dance floor, switching between partners (men and women alike). Throughout the night of fun, she tried to behave herself as best she could. Bo every once in a while reminding her they needed to feed soon. A little vexed by the persistent pester, the peeress would smile kindly with her most current partner; a comely winged woman that was just a couple inches shy of her own height. "Come with me," Garnet would purr in the delicious female's ear. When she felt nor heard no objections, she would gracefully lead them in a waltzing motion through and off the dance floor, taking the dainty hand in her affectionate grasp.
'We shall be sated soon, Bo. I promise,' She thought, communing to the one "person" that would never truly leave her. The one she would address in her mind, Bo would not be far from the pair, though they would be keeping a yard's distance to keep watch. Their surroundings would change from the dark allure of the Hayes' ballroom, to the exquisite and serene garden as the full moon shown bright to bathe it in; only leaving a speckle of darkness in a couple spaces. It would be to such a place behind a wall of roses that the ladies would disappear to; deciding to feed just a little. Unaware that just a few yards from them nefarious plotting was in motion.
𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 . . . tab tab # 0 0 2
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2021 3:47 pm
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallows, an idiot, and Mr.Pocketwatchxxx ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxx ᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Curious and intriguedxxx ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxx ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ : 100%
The gentleman smiled slightly as he was asked why man kills. "Because it is his pleasure," He stated calmly, standing back up from his studying. Hearing a mutter, the raven-like male would turn his head slightly in Julin's direction with a slight frown before nodding slightly. "Usually, but not always. And I wasn't expecting a second," He would state before turning back to the roses. If he was nervous, he never displayed it. The winds were gentle and the roses fragrant, it seemed to have a calming effect. Although the subject that was to come would not quite fit with serenity. He would listen to what the Hawk had to say first before he would get into the details of what he desired of him though. When they remained silent, the gentleman would merely smile a little as he looked back to the garden itself with an air or serenity. "Your first task is delivering a "gift" from me. The information you need has already been sent. Pick it up, get it in and get out," He instructed before continuing after any questions, polite but to the point as he spoke. "You have two weeks from now. Contact me when it's done."
The illusion of a female smiled as she would stand beside her Gallows. It was not hard to imagine what this man desired. From the look at his watch and the name upon it, she would guess that it was either a lover or someone else dear to him. Though she would await, like Gallows after he was asked the confirming question. Mary would then smile as it was confirmed that they had the right man. "Technically a third. He's so calm," She commented with a giggle. "Might not be his first time..."
Out Of Crushes: Think Chace Crawford voice.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2021 4:57 pm
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As the man answered the appropriate response, Gallows gave no indication of his own of recognizing it. His face remained concentrated on the rose, and more specifically it's thorns. A symbolism that behind all beauty lies pain; or so Gallows say it as he thought as much openly. It was also a decent representation of the masquerade they attended; everyone was a rose, but underneath the guises there were always thorns. Some more prominent, or numerous, than others. He would hear the man stand besides him, though Gallows remained crouched for now. Vaguely hearing that Julin spoke, though not the words themselves. His peripheral enough to see that whatever he said caught the man's attention, as he would soon respond. A response that to Gallows said the man mistrusted him a little; making Gallows scowl slightly in regards to Julin as he would pluck a single rose (that had fallen) from the ground and rise. The rose itself was a dark red in color; one Gallows idly spun around in his hands. 'Trying to justify his presence would show weakness and a willingness to appease that I don't have. Julin is more green than I thought,' Gallows thought as his eyes remained on the rose in his hands. He would also hear Mary's comments on it too; 'I would be surprised if it was his first,' he would think truthfully to Mary. A silence sat for a short while between the trio; Gallows content to let it stand till the other moved on as he had no intention of answering about Julin's presence.
Mr. Pocketwatch would speak of the job at hand; delivering a 'gift'. 'Not our usual job, but a easy one nonetheless. So long as it won't trace back to us,' he thought to himself silently; picking up what kind of gift it could be given it was a job for the Hawks. He would add on that the info had been sent; it seemed the man had a flair for dramatics to be able to do so without seeming to while standing next to them. Making Gallows wonder if it were not just him who had brought unexpected company to the arrangement, in some way. Not that he truly expected anything less from this kind of clientele. "I take it arrangements have been made it won't be traced to us; nor will the 'donations' for the completion of delivery?" he would ask first, mostly to see if this would be a mission that relied on stealth or not. Also just to see if this would be a one time job deal; after all, to many those of his profession could be expendable and he was no stranger to it. After it was answered, and any questions Julin may ask, he would ask on the time limit. Saying they had two weeks from now, and to contact him when the job was done. Nodding slightly, Gallows would turn away from his new employer. "Consider it done," was all he would say as he began to walk away; tucking the rose into the shirt-pocket of his attire. Expecting Julin to follow after truthfully; not giving the guy any slack. Debating what to say to him later, but also knowing he had to do something first. Once out of proximity of the man, Gallows would stop by a semi-private corner and turn to face Julin. "What are your capabilities?" was all he would say as his masked face looked up to Julin's; assuming he actually followed.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2021 7:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2021 4:53 pm
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ : My lovely Gallows, an idiot, and Mr.Pocketwatchxxx ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Hayes Manor/Ballxxx ᴍᴏᴏᴅ : Curious and intriguedxxx ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ : Outfit and Maskxxx ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ : 100%
Once it was confirmed, she would smile and move with her Gallows. She would look back only briefly. "He's gone," She commented, amused before looking to the duo while Julin was being interrogated. "He is amusing at least." The parasite purred before falling silent.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2021 8:53 am
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As the deal was done and terms decided, Gallows would note Mary saying the man was soon gone after. It did not surprise Gallows much; those kinds of people knew not to linger and risk a connection being made. His thoughts were now more focused on Julin; and what his assessment of him was. He would say he was a simple nature, and despite seeming lanky, he was quite strong. Along with strength, he claimed to be heavily durable and hard to move once he was set against it. 'A bruiser then,' Gallows thought from what the man was saying. Julin seemed confident enough in his own words, and his appearance did back it up in a way. He didn't quite expect the guy to be so straightforward with what he said next; that he is good in a fight and willing to be a scapegoat. Gallows would give the guy a confused look at that. "Why are you so willing to take the blame? It's stupid to align yourself in a way that will only get you arrested," Gallows would comment bluntly to the guy. To him, it made no sense as far as mercenaries went. Either this guy was an idiot, or he was desperate. Both were dangerous in their own ways. But a bruiser was useful; especially one willing enough to take a fall. Assuming the man spoke truthfully when he was speaking in regards to his combat prowess. The guy could be all talk as far as he knew. Once the guy responded to Gallows own question, Gallows would speak again. "Lets see if you can back up your words. Follow me; we'll put to the test how good you are in a fight," Gallows would simply say; no fire of challenge in his words but just a cold and calculating nature to it. He intended to see first hand if Julin could actually back up his own claims, and how useful of a bruiser he would be. If his use seemed to outweigh the risk, then Gallows would accept him. If not, he was having a one way ticket out of the job. Gallows would depart the masquerade then; Julin had the choice to follow him or not. If he followed, Gallows would lead him to a private area for a fight.
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Out Of Consciences: Outfit, Mask
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2021 12:19 am
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