mortrdem
━━━ 【 案犯 】 ،، ‘ YOU ARE A BUSINESS WOMAN, MS CAVARELLO. a pioneer of your trade. you know that time and knowledge are two things no currency on this earth would be able to surpass in worth. ’
THE AIR CHURNS HEAVY WITH THE ODOUR OF FISH GUTS AND OIL, further made pungent by the salt of the tides. fifth harbour stands in all its crude splendour and at its heart, a shadow looms darkly; A CEASELESS SOUND ECHOES as would a warning siren, the steady THUD, THUD, THUD of a cane on basalt.
THE BASTARD OF THE BARREL COMES TO STAND NEXT TO THE ROMANIAN DEALER, she whose trade had benefitted the dregs in more ways than one. kaz speaks, and his voice comes eerily even, too calm for comfort. BUT RAGE BLAZES LIKE COAL SET AFLAME IN HIS EYES. the contours of his face darken, sharpen, threaten—a man made into a blade. THOUGH HE KNEW A WOMAN SUCH AS ANASTASIA WOULD BE UTTERLY UNFAZED.
‘ in ketterdam, trust is as scarce as a merchant with full coffers and a decent sense of morality. so let us do without the vain threats and false pleasantries, shall we? ’ HE TURNS TO HER, HIS GAZE LIKE THE END OF A GUN ONE TRIGGER AWAY FROM UTTER CARNAGE. ‘ i sent my men on a task dependant on your intel and they returned to me with broken bones and missing extremities. someone ratted us out, and i intend on making them into an example tonight. ’
everfatale_
@mortrdem ( . . . ) we had an agreement , brekker , and I don’t intend on breaking it any time soon . [ finally , she looked over at him , eyes narrowing into thin slits as she pulled the cigarette away from her lips , a soft wisp of smoke leaving them . ] i gave you the information I heard . the trustworthiness of that information , however , is not something i can always determine . you knew the risks . [ the brunette woman pointed out , raising her eyebrow slightly . ] / but / , I would be willing to help you find the one responsible for your little mishap , if you ask nicely enough . / [ 2/2 ]
everfatale_
@mortrdem ( . . . ) [ the docks were silent this time of night , with the moonlight shining down upon the water that kissed the wooden posts underneath her feet . anastasia cavarello had gone there for peace , something she had very little of in her line of work . one hand was hidden within the pocket of her coat , the soft breeze chilly . the other hand lingered on the cigarette between her lips , the scent and taste of that distracting her from the putrid smell of the fish . but the romanian arms dealer paused when she heard that oh-so-familiar voice and the ‘click’ of a familiar crow cane against the dock . she hummed to herself , letting out a sigh . ] it’s my night off , brekker . [ she mused , gaze kept forward as she felt his presence slip beside her . the hand that remained in her pocket curled instinctively around her gun . they had a mutual agreement , yes , but that didn’t mean she trusted him . dirtyhands was unpredictable , after all . anastasia remained silent , exhaling heavily once he had finished . ] if you are insinuating that I provided you with false intel for my own personal gain , you should think again . / [ 1/? ]
