Ep4
The room dons a deafening silence. No matter how out of the ordinary the situation feels to be, not a single soul dares to advance while the top 3 themselves are in confusion. It's the very protocol of Crimsinairs to behead anyone who dares to barge through their gates un welcomed, let alone one belonging to the legal forces. Yet who has the bone in their tongue to defy their top commander?
Estelle
Escort him to the inner meeting room
Kaiser
*grits his teeth* I thought you were supposed to be the smart one?! Why are we letting a cop enter unscathed inside our meeting rooms?!
Rouxi
Est, I am with Kaiser for this. *Pushes her pistol from the back of Koen's head*
Rouxi
*commands* Move ahead faster, copster
Estelle
Is there anything left to kill in a man drained of his dignity? Who do you think wants to kill him the most here? It's definitely not us
Estelle
*Takes the man from Kaiser's grasps and throws him to the ground near the inner courtyards and plugs his ears*
Estelle
"Mors Certa, Hora Incerta, Vendetta Eterna"
Translation: Death is certain, the hour is uncertain, revenge is eternal
The door opens agar with a clink, a wind chime's trinketly sound. The trio stride in, their hostage squirming with pain. The gold-laced interiors defy the usual rugged atmosphere of the pub.
Rouxi
Why am I here? You know they both hate me
Kaiser
Do we have the luxury of only doing the things we like?
Kaiser
Why are you in this line of work even? Don't tell me you like it
A woman in white clothes walks down the aisle, her eyes fixed on the man covered in wounds and kneeling on the floor. She gazes him up and down and gives a quick glance to Rouxi
？？？
For someone trying to take over the Crimsinairs, you lack too much of leadership, Rouxi
Rouxi
I told you I was never interested in that shit
Kaiser
Huh? Well won't the esteemed Miss Yvaine apprise us about why we have let a govt dog walk right in, even so as to granting him access to the inner courtyards?
*talks sarcastically*
Yvaine
I don't need to explain myself to lower executives like you
Yvaine
*Kneels down on one leg and grabs Koen's collar*
Yvaine
All this running and you still ended up here, huh? I told you, you can never start over in that world. You are filthy, Koen
Yvaine
*she glares at his eyes, her eyes filled with screaming pain*
Koen
*chuckles weakly* All these years serving the Mafia yet you can't even have your own subordinates comply with you
Koen
You say I am dirty? I am not even half as dirty as you are.
Yvaine
*Shots a filthy look to Koen before taking him with her and gives a final glance back at the trio*
Yvaine
You all are dismissed, go back
Yvaine
*Eyes Rouxi for a bit before turning back*
The Government House of Culture, Leonhart
Crystal chandeliers refract rainbows across the polished marble floor as masked officials glide through the grand ballroom, their elaborate gowns and tailored suits shimmering in the soft, golden light. The sweet strains of violin strings echoes alongside whispers
Zen
She's here? That red draped dress, those golden earrings and that crystal pendant. A demeanor like blood flowing through ice, she has to be the one
The masked man, perhaps the host of the ball walks down the staircase towards the woman sitting alone through this night of dancing and merry-making. The man's extended hands make her light up as she springs up for his touch
Zen
May I have the honor for the waltz, my lady?
？？？
I don't know, may you?
？？？
*Places her hand on the man's shoulder and quickly attains center place of the ball through her swift steps*
？？？
*Moves even closer to him, twirling along the rhythm*
？？？
You mean the guy you sent to kill me? I don't remember the depth of the Korisilu river.... 10ft? Maybe 11ft under us
Zen
Tch! Those cost quite a bit, can't you be more considerate of my money when I send an assassin for you? You know I am not good with budgeting
？？？
He was a convicted criminal with 2 cases of manslaughter and 7 acts of arson. You wanted me to be considerate?
Zen
That's tame compared to your list
Zen
*Slides his hand under the wraps of her red dress*
？？？
Ahhh....wait...*she winces*
？？？
(I knew I shouldn't have accepted this dance....his warm hands under my dress)
？？？
But you are wrong, the gun's a Kimber. I expected more from you, Mr Mayor
Zen
*Swings her over her waist*
Zen
We should maintain our masks on for the night, my lady
？？？
*Takes the lead and steps towards the corner with him*
Nepthys
I have maintained this mask on me for over a lifetime, can't I take it off infront of my lover, Zen?
Zen
*Kisses her forehead* Ahh, my love
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