Oliver listened, and glanced up at Fallon and Corrine. "And
don't get too hurt." He said with a soft smile, before going back
to his file. He had entered the room quietly, so it'd be funny if
none of them had noticed him enter and sit. He continued to wrote
in best penmanship, and his handwriting was easy on the eyes.
---
Maria and Harper glanced at each other. "I have paper work to fill
out." Maria said softly. "And I have done to do as well." Harper
said, and they sighed. They both wanted to interrogate, it was just
that they were busy. Maria was pretty good at interrogation,
actually.
"People. And, you should know I'm a good actress." Fallon replied
in her small voice as she closed the case, standing back up and
putting a real violin in the actual case.
"Interesting. Wanna go out tonight? I think her flower shop closes
at 6, we can follow her and take her out while she's walking home."
Corrine said, grabbing her bulky gas mask, whih was her signature
way to hide her face.
Scarlet looked up at Jacob. "Sure." She said, standing up.
"You may want to go soon darlings.I am sure the Coppers are gonna
question her soon."Nyx muses while taking a drag from her cigar."If
you want you can use Betty."She states while referring to her own
gun which was better used for long range kills.
"Alright come on."Jacob says while picking up his coat and keys.
Oliver glanced up at Nyx, and glanced at the profile he had
written. "I don't think so. I only have one more profile to go." He
said softly, smiling. He closed Nyx's profile, sliding it in his
bag. He pulled out Fallon's profile, and opened it. He started to
write, his hand careful not to mess up.
---
Harper and Maria bid the others farewell, slipping away to their
side by side offices. Maria sat down, starting on her paper work.
Harper sat for a moment, before slowly pulling out the
papers.
"Alright darling."Nyx muses before walking off to her own
vices.
Jacob slid into his cruiser and waited for Scarlet to come down.He
popped his neck a bit and sighed."What the hell is your group up to
Nyx."He grumbles to himself.
"We'll get em'. We'll be the richest people in [insert area/era]!"
Scarlet mused, playing with her diamond chains.
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Corrine exited the room for a couple minutes, before coming out
with her 'killing' clothes. A black shirt and grey bulky sweatpants
with running sneakers. She had a bandana over her mouth and
sunglasses, almost completely covered. "I ain't good with Betty. I
like Pip. Quick and clean, only needs a couple swoops." Corrine
said, referring to her pocket knife.
Oliver finished the file, and closed it softly. He rubbed
his eyes, and slid the files back in his bag. He zipped it up, and
slung it onto his shoulder. He glanced at the clock. "God, I'm too
tired." He murmured, heading up to his room. He put his bag on the
back of the chair at his desk, and slipped into a black nightgown.
He laid down, basically falling asleep as he laid down.
---
Greyson fell asleep on his book, his limp hands letting it fall off
the bed. He snored gently in his sleep, rolling onto his back. His
hand flopped onto his stomach, and he coughed in his sleep. He
showed no signs of stirring, though.
---
Maria yawned at her desk, continuing to write. She blinked slowly,
feeling really tired. She shifted in her seat, and her handwriting
slowly became more sloppy. Not terrible, but not her best.
"That may be darling but the Coppers are probably going to be
questioning her as ya attempt to kill ya target.Anyways Fallon dear
could probably use Betty."Nyx muses.
"Shoot. Fallon, change and get going. We need to take her out
before they question her." Corrine said, raising her sunglasses and
putting them back down, clenching her pocket knife tightly.
"Well lets get going, the mafia usually come out at night, I've
heard." Scarlet said, opening the door and exiting.
Fallon disappeared, reappearing a few moments later wearing a sleek
black turtleneck zip-up with a black skirt and white tights under
her normal boots. She began moving towards the door.
"So, how are we going to do this? Its 6 so she might be closing up
her shop now." Corrine said to Fallon, walking along the sunset
dyed streets of [insert time/place].
"Hey, you could be next." Scarlet joked, putting on a crimson sun
hat.
"Could. They could want everybody that may be onto them. What if
they know we're on their case?" Scarlet said, her heels making
clinking noises as she strolled along the pavement.