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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 3, 2020 2:59:44 GMT -4
If Kozue would look very closely at where her eyes had been, which is kind of difficult when you are surprised by a quirk, he would have still seen the shine of her sunglasses and the darkness of the shade of it. But she was good at her job, just not entirely good and the only reason why this worked was the white of her blouse and the creamy colour of her trousers, again her black Louboutins would be spotted if the alley wasn't so dark. But that was it, she needed more than he realized, though she would take a compliment any day. Her quirk was perfect for the jobs she had done, sneaking up on villains at that time and now sneaking up on information for villains. Though it was not that Narcissa only would want to be an informant for villains, it was that they treated her right, they treated her more with respect than anyone else did. Surely Crowley had forgotten her in the prison escape and she had been tucked back in and kept a hostage, a heck of an embarrassing experience. But well if you bumped into your loved one finally again, it made sense. Her stomach turned with the idea. If only she knew what it was, love... it made her think about a melody that a music box had given her. Antonio had not replied to her text, but she could imagine. It was always the question and always wondering why people would hang out with her on a personal basis.
She turned back and crossed her arms while leaning to the brick wall next to the dumpster as she watched him drop the cigarettes. Though, it wasn't time to go back inside yet. "You are, unfortunately, wrong, I still haven't fully mastered the artful skill of my quirk. It only works when I wear white or something else that is considered a light colour, such as this." Pointing at the light pink colour of her trousers, the cream colour was more an accurate name but as much as white was her favourite colour, it was starting to get dull. "I need good fabric that helps me accent my quirk, quirked fabric maybe so to say. Apart from that I would just need a better suit that I could wear under something, the constantly dressing up and changing is tiring, but most important to combine my civilian life with my villain one so to say." She wasn't sure if she considered herself a villain. Yes, she had said the word to Sonya months ago, that she considered herself one but even now she wasn't sure. She wasn't the one that turned a villain, it was society and especially the society in Barbados, that had labelled her as one. "I would need a fabric that can hide metal from detectors, but I think I am going way too far to a fantasy world. I am not the expert after all, do you know if such a thing exist?"
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 4, 2020 20:18:22 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
Wait a second right there...maybe she really did need quirked fabric after all to fully blend in...? There was the question residing in his mind of was it the material of her shades that couldn't blend in or the color itself, perhaps a combination of both? All the routes were currently unclear to him, which was a feeling he wasn't keen on in the slightest. Thankfully, this woman was all about getting to the point in a timely matter to make sure things were far more efficient. That right there is why she was the artisan of the garden, so to speak...you don't build a network like hers by dancing around all the important details, especially with someone on your team.
"Well damn look at that, guess I was wrong...okay so ya need more than pastels in that wardrobe on the go, eh?" And the suit she wanted ideally needed to be something that could be comfortably worn beneath her clothing. That made sense since even he was really looking to update his own costume...it took a long ass time to get ready with the bandages he'd use as an extra measure. It was easy to pull of his mask with skin so freaking metallic...magnets were an easy solution, but it was also tedious as well. Hell, he was aiming for something that would require the magnetic function to be turned on and off so he could disable it on his terms to dispose of it.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Kozue over here...the walking Blackout of sorts, he knew it was possible to fulfill her request. A matter of time and materials...he didn't see her request as unrealistic or anything like that! "I see, I seeeeee...transitioning ya life styles seamlessly is efficient, especially in your line of work..." Lightly tapping his elbow with his index finger, those lit blue eyes went into a squint, "So ya see here with that sliiiiide under he metal radar request? Doable, I'll have ta figure it out, but it ain't impossible...challenging, but not impossible. I got a work around for ya while we get that going...ya know, in case I don't have the time to meet your deadline in a pinch..."
Uncrossing his arms, he motioned toward himself with a devilish grin, "Badda bing, badda boom...me...my quirk's exterior is a pain in the ass sometimes, but whenever I go on a plane? Heh, they gotta pat me down all traditional like, ya see? Enough fabric in the right spots, they won't be able t'tell the difference...slide ya right under the radar n' if they try t'strip search me? It'll look like discrimination, the press would have a field day~! Ain't no one wantin' that when equal rights for quirkers are already suuuuuch an issue. It's a solid backup plan if ya need it, but I'll see what I can do for ya..." Stuffing his hands into his pockets, his mind looped back to how she was acting in the bar.
First things first...square away business then see what the deal was...a social butterfly such as himself felt like something was amiss with the way she was carrying herself not too long ago...
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 6, 2020 3:44:28 GMT -4
She gave a small and amused smile to Kozue when he got it, "As much as pastels look nice with my skin, I would like other clothing colours as well." Which was why he was important for her, besides she might be slightly paranoia that people at her work weren't so happy about her white dresses and pastel pencil skirts that it was getting worse, she needed to be able to wear grey and black and everything no matter what. She needed to be like a chameleon in and out of her job. For some reason, she did not know why she wanted to tell him what her other job was. What her civilian life was doing, she was literally in the lion's den and it was dangerous to go without weapons. At least something that Antonio pointed out, but she could not take a gun into the governmental building, everything was strict even for her. She could not have taken any knives with her to the prison break and yet... it would have made it so much easier if she could have disappeared and could have had her knives with her or a sort of... suit. "It's always stupid that people only think heroes need a suit, but I basically need one, even if I cannot immediately wear it underneath skirts or dresses, one that I could easily bring along." Maybe a suit that would also take her damage, she had the durability of a wooden teaspoon... aka not.
He was an interesting fellow, "I really don't have a deadline yet. I feel like working together has to come from two ways and I ask a lot, so I can't ask for a finishing time. I just ask you to put some time in it as fast as you can." She said, a little more freely. "Besides, it is easy to say that the Garden doesn't have to be your only affiliation with people, no one wants to be stuck with one boss so to say. Though with your talents, that would be nice. And I would see what I can do for you when it comes to new fabrics or you know, talk to the owner of ASTA." She wondered if he knew and if he was interested in ASTA and all the shit Sonya pulled off with making stuff and owning stuff, it was just Ishtar, but only they knew.
She crossed her arms again in front of her chest when she realized she quit doing so. She would see if the man still had questions before she might suggest returning to their spot at the bar.
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 6, 2020 4:50:26 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
Man, talk about rough, he'd hate having a quirk that had such a huge limit! Besides, it might raise a few red flags around her...so he'd need to think of something quick for her sake. Time was ticking and Daffodil's life was a loaded schedule that needed to move forward without any interruptions, or you know, as few as possible. Treated fabric or maybe it was all about finding the right threads making up the fabric? Shit, there were many ways it could go and he needed to have tons of samples to run the process of elimination.
Coming up with guesses all day wouldn't generate a lick of progress, that's for sure. OH MAN, DID HE AGREE ABOUT THE ONLY HEROES NEED SUITS THING! "Right?! It's lookin' like I won't have such a hard time finding more clients since soooooooo many fashion designers only focus their markets on heroes. Sure, if they got the dough, I'll make em' bread, so to speak...but they ain't my main focus. So far, I've got two ideas for your suit...'specially since ya wear skirts. It'll be light weight, breathable, kinda like a second skin...that'll be on the go, in a pinch."
At least he didn't have a deadline, which was good because damn, he needed time! It's not like he was an idiot, aloof at times, sure, but idiot? No, he just needed to figure things out and get himself all the resources necessary to make things happen. Besides, he wasn't sure if it was just him, but it was almost like he had an easier time with various devices when he actually touched them...? Maybe there was more to his quirk than he knew...but he had to get all this suit stuff sorted.
"Ey, ya bet I'll take the invitation to the Garden! ...'sides, I've been pretty bored just doin' records management...blugh. That lady I told ya about? The one that wanted stuff organized by color? Real client n' she was real annoying...it's a good cover n' all, but the Garden looks like it can broaden my horizons..." With a sigh that sounded like some sort of frustrated relief, gripping his elbow, he continued on, "If ya got connections with the ASTA CEO, then see what ya can do on that front so we can get a better than nothin' start. See if she's got some light, breathable with a stretch like spandex yet durable fabric...somethin' that can withstand a blade at least for your sake, if possible...somethin' pastel so we can get'cha started on a no brainer suit to go right off the bat."
Holding up his finger, he waggled it slightly. "We'll work on the more technical stuff later for another suit, but ya definitely need a suit on the go a.s.a.p...so when ya get the fabrics sorted, we'll make it happen." Finishing those words with a wink and a smile, he thought that all sounded good and dandy, hopefully she was on the same page about all of this!
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 6, 2020 5:04:58 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","grBorder"] [attr="class","grHeader"] | [attr="class","grTextTop"] NOT EVIL,
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[attr="class","grHeaderB"] [attr="class","grBody"] "I really like your idea." She liked how he immediately showed initiative and seemed to get what she meant and aimed for. It would be a lot nicer if not easier if that was a possibility. But as she said, she had time. Up till now, she had survived so up till now, she would. That was how it worked, that was how it was going to continue. She was tired of this play, of being the simple and maybe dumb ambassador. But she had her cards playing out the game without her watching, Tomio could call at any moment, they still had not picked a new secretary, she had kissed up to him so much, she could still vomit at the idea. "I will ask some of the people around about fabric if you want? I noticed someone talking about a special fabric before, I could look into it for you." And her, but well let's make it sound for the both of them. She was rather curious about what he would do about it and what that would mean for the both of them. God, she was desperate. She wished people really liked her and that made her think about a few days ago... the melody of the music box in her mind and she felt like she was bleeding internally. It was too painful. She blinked rapidly and heaved her head to not show it. She hated herself.[break][break] She tried to show a smile, yes, another and a very important player in her garden and that made her smile. "I am glad to hear so. The Garden pays in money or favours, depending on what you want." And of course what he would earn about it. He could maybe be considered of his own individual part of the Garden if it would sell his own fabric and suits. For some reason she did not mind bringing some interest to his future job, especially to annoy Sonya. Though she shouldn't annoy her friend, she was after all her friend and one that stuck with her even if she might have rejected her too. Narcissa did not know anymore. She just felt like a child and she hated it.[break][break] She looked at Kozue surprised but again a smile soon enough appeared, "I will ask her." She said and she already had an idea to ask the other girl or whatever it was in the other chat. "Shall we go back inside?" She asked Kozue now that they discussed the most important part and she tried to focus on his eager message to start as well as the fact that he accepted her invitation to her masterwork. Good, she finally had someone that could help her with the technical issues, without having to rely on her rival which was maybe Kyoko. She liked Kyoko, her work inspired but that did mean she was probably better than Daffodil and Narcissa was a very easy jealous and hateful type, thanks to the past. If only she would be able to change that. [attr="class","grInfo"]-509- [attr="class","grCredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.grBorder]width:410px;padding:10px;background-color:#eaeaea;border:solid #dddddd 1px[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeader]width:400px;padding:5px;background-image:url(https://images2.imgbox.com/15/c5/9bnT37qz_o.jpg);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-top:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextTop]text-align:center;font-size:29px;color:#ffffff;font-family:bebas neue;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextSub]text-align:justify;font-size:9px;color:#c4c4c4;font-family:raleway;margin-top:-5px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeaderB]height:10px;width:410px;background-color:#50b76a;background-image:linear-gradient(to right, #FF0000, #CD5368);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody]width:340px;padding-left:35px;padding-right:35px;padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px;background-color:#f4f4f4;border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-bottom:solid #dddddd 1px;font-family:roboto;font-size:10px;color:#333333;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody b]color:#FF0000;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;[/newclass] [newclass=.grInfo]text-align:center;font-size:10px;font-weight:italic;color:#b2b2b2;font-family:roboto;padding-top:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grCredits]width:430px;text-align:right;font-size:9px;font-weight:bold;color:#9e9e9e;font-family:roboto;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;padding-top:2px;[/newclass] [googlefont=Bebas Neue] [googlefont=Raleway] [googlefont=Roboto:400,500]
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 6, 2020 5:30:45 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
What a friggin' relief! Looks like Daffodil was all for it and they were on the same page, cause he had no qualms about making her multiple suits, not a problem at all and probably for the better. Variety was a pretty important player since a staple look was always good and all, but being able to change it up meant more options and having the right suit for each job. She wasn't going to need something on the thicker side for something on the go, especially if she needed to wear it under her clothing at work or something. He was no boo boo the fool, he knew damn well she had a life outside of villainy and it was probably stressful as hell.
So why worry about having something that'll make choosing casual clothes a chore? Nah, special missions needed special suits and those would be prepped and planned for. Since she wore skirts, he actually had his mind going rampant over the designs, all drawing inspiration from figure skating. Their clothing was sleek, save the skirt and pants/leggings would be in zipped pouches so she could roll them out seamlessly without trying to conceal them. A leotard with actual pockets! Handy in a pinch, but not so much special missions...which is where the more challenging suit would come in.
As long as she kept good on her word and didn't ram a knife in his back, he'd have her covered in what he could assist with. "Sounds good t'me, all I need are materials right now n' if ya got someone ya trust well enough to work with me on the suit t'make it faster, I'm a team player when I gotta be." Which was completely true, he was used to working alone. Mostly because it was rare for a hitman or sleuth to work with others, but he was completely comfortable in the teamwork department. Yet, he left it open ended as could be since this was something she needed to call the shots on.
Especially since the more people working on it meant one more person knowing what she was up to...always a gamble whether slow and steady was the real winner of the race. "Yeah, I'm all set. 'less ya wanna tell me out here what had ya a bit off in there earlier? I know ya ain't my friend, Daffodil, but bottling up whatever's eatin' at ya? It's better to get off your chest with someone who's got better things t'do then run ya to the ground...so I'm all ears if ya need it." Uncrossing his arms, he slid one of his hands into his pockets, the other to adjust his tie.
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 6, 2020 5:47:11 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","grBorder"] [attr="class","grHeader"] | [attr="class","grTextTop"] NOT EVIL,
[attr="class","grTextSub"] JUST HURT. AND THUS SHE WOULD BOW TO NO ONE |
[attr="class","grHeaderB"] [attr="class","grBody"]This man, who at this point she only knew as Blackout, kept surprising her. She nodded when he suggested that teamwork was fine and she had almost opened her mouth and said something damaging. That no one was ever to be trusted but she had to deal with it. "I don't know many others who do the work themselves, I just saw people talk about fabrics, but maybe I can talk to them more to see if they could bring you an assistant if you want." But she was very convinced he was capable of doing it on his own. She would just see what he thought and what he would say. It was always scary to make a new deal, especially if you had no idea who the other person was, it was tiring a lot. But she would just go on. That's why she simply talked to this man but inside she was torn. Every day brought her a step further away from who she was originally and the masks, they were confusing and hurtful.[break][break] She turned around after her invitation to go back inside and hovered above the doorknob when Kozue asked her something that made her face falter. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes big from surprise and her mouth opened in a silent o from the surprise of this question. He wasn't her friend, no one was her friend, and the person she confided in... ha. "It's nothing." She said, but most people said that right before giving you some sort of hypothesis about what happened or what they felt and she looked at the ground between them. "This job just costs me a lot of people. How do you know who to trust, right? I don't like pushing those away because they come to close, but I do it for them." She looked up at him with quite a fierce look, being a friend was a certain level, being in love with her... She did not know how that made her feel, it made her feel so much at the same time, it made her feel flattered, angry and scared and maybe even jealous. If only this was another time and place, it would not have been an issue. But it was not, and they were who they were in the end. God, she should stay away from that chat for a while, until the doom or the negativity of that day was gone. They should remain professional after all. [attr="class","grInfo"]- [attr="class","grCredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.grBorder]width:410px;padding:10px;background-color:#eaeaea;border:solid #dddddd 1px[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeader]width:400px;padding:5px;background-image:url(https://images2.imgbox.com/15/c5/9bnT37qz_o.jpg);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-top:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextTop]text-align:center;font-size:29px;color:#ffffff;font-family:bebas neue;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextSub]text-align:justify;font-size:9px;color:#c4c4c4;font-family:raleway;margin-top:-5px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeaderB]height:10px;width:410px;background-color:#50b76a;background-image:linear-gradient(to right, #FF0000, #CD5368);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody]width:340px;padding-left:35px;padding-right:35px;padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px;background-color:#f4f4f4;border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-bottom:solid #dddddd 1px;font-family:roboto;font-size:10px;color:#333333;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody b]color:#FF0000;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;[/newclass] [newclass=.grInfo]text-align:center;font-size:10px;font-weight:italic;color:#b2b2b2;font-family:roboto;padding-top:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grCredits]width:430px;text-align:right;font-size:9px;font-weight:bold;color:#9e9e9e;font-family:roboto;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;padding-top:2px;[/newclass] [googlefont=Bebas Neue] [googlefont=Raleway] [googlefont=Roboto:400,500]
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 6, 2020 6:08:56 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
Giving her a slight nod, he figured it was at least a good option to see if they could get an assistant in the event one was needed. Keep details vague and on the down-low of a need to know basis. "Keepin' the option open won't hurt a bit." Smirking with those words, he truly was all for sorting out plans, routes and having those sweet, sweet options. Every little step in the ladder of success counted toward something to climb up on, so to speak. At least on both of their ends, they could easily find solutions to make her big order come true.
Though when she said it was nothing, that always meant it was something...especially with the tone packaging of which the woman's words were delivered. It didn't come to a stop there...just like an infomercial, there was definitely more to it. Anyone, absolutely anyone in this line of work knew the uphill struggle of having anyone to trust. A slippery slope that could end badly when things went sour...especially in such a cut throat community. Heroes were no different though, he was sure of it...no matter what circles you walk in...there were always catty folks you can't trust and corruption to be found.
"Ya keep em at an arm's length is what'cha gotta do...far enough so they don't hear your whispers, but close enough that ya still got an eye on em'...it's the name of the game we play in the big ol' casino of metaphors. It's the only way ya can really keep the delicate balance goin' these days..." Maybe it wasn't right to have such a mindset, but that was his truth. "The strongest thing people like us got goin' on is loyalty, pretty sure even heroes would be stupid to trust each other, really. Buuuuuuuuuut...loyalty on the other hand? It's less personal and more about a quality work trade...so 'least we got that on our side."
Bringing his hand up to the rim of his hat, he gave it a tip as though to silently hint off that he was on team earned loyalty is sturdier than trust's foundation anyway. "Plenty of people will say they broke my trust but less will grumble about the loyal folks on their corner."
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 6, 2020 6:19:06 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","grBorder"] [attr="class","grHeader"] | [attr="class","grTextTop"] NOT EVIL,
[attr="class","grTextSub"] JUST HURT. AND THUS SHE WOULD BOW TO NO ONE |
[attr="class","grHeaderB"] [attr="class","grBody"]For once she just wanted to fit in. She just wanted to be happy, but there was no such thing. Everything was destroyed, her cause had gone awry. This wasn't what she stood a year ago. A year ago she would try to find these people and put them in jail together with the police and look at her now. She was that side, she did that. No one wanted to listen to her and trust her and like her, it was all fake. So easily they turned their backs on her, so easily they cast her outside, she had no idea what was going on anymore. But she couldn't want that, she could not go back, everything was broken off. She was Narcissa, nothing else, she was Daffodil and everything was within her hands if only she kept playing the cards and keep playing the rules she made up for herself. She was going to try and win, but she had no idea what winning meant in this case.[break][break] Still she could not stop and look at the ground as she listened to Kozue, she noticed though his behaviour, the words he said and from the corner or more the top of her eyes, through her lashes, she saw him tip his hat. Maybe she finally found someone... but she thought so with Antonio too, she had told him too much, closed that distance too much because he was handsome, because he was a villain and she thought he could not hurt her, but he did. He did because he fell in love with her and she hated it. He couldn't do that, she would hurt him, he did not know who she really was, even if she lost sight of that herself, this wasn't just her, right? She really wanted someone to be loyal and trustworthy. "Then I am extra glad I found you." She said meekly, she really wished that the others were happy. But she should stay in the shadows, forever and ever. She did not want this to happen again and it was just all she could do. Perform favours and find information. "Maybe I can be the assistant you need," She gave a weak smile as she finally looked up, her eyes a little tear-stained but not really crying. "I am a bit done with the lonely life. That's all." She lost Antonio already, what was leftover? No one. [attr="class","grInfo"]@ tagged (and any other info, if you'd like) [attr="class","grCredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.grBorder]width:410px;padding:10px;background-color:#eaeaea;border:solid #dddddd 1px[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeader]width:400px;padding:5px;background-image:url(https://images2.imgbox.com/15/c5/9bnT37qz_o.jpg);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-top:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextTop]text-align:center;font-size:29px;color:#ffffff;font-family:bebas neue;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextSub]text-align:justify;font-size:9px;color:#c4c4c4;font-family:raleway;margin-top:-5px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeaderB]height:10px;width:410px;background-color:#50b76a;background-image:linear-gradient(to right, #FF0000, #CD5368);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody]width:340px;padding-left:35px;padding-right:35px;padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px;background-color:#f4f4f4;border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-bottom:solid #dddddd 1px;font-family:roboto;font-size:10px;color:#333333;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody b]color:#FF0000;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;[/newclass] [newclass=.grInfo]text-align:center;font-size:10px;font-weight:italic;color:#b2b2b2;font-family:roboto;padding-top:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grCredits]width:430px;text-align:right;font-size:9px;font-weight:bold;color:#9e9e9e;font-family:roboto;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;padding-top:2px;[/newclass] [googlefont=Bebas Neue] [googlefont=Raleway] [googlefont=Roboto:400,500]
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 6, 2020 6:35:18 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
Walking through this life of shady business, he had seen all sorts and types along the way. Some were great that he actually found himself missing some days, others were okay, most were folks he could easily discard without another thought. To hold onto the important, worth while connections...well, that actually held more value than money more often than not. Shocking considering how he firmly believed in the motto money buys me things that make me happy, but he also felt strongly about loyalty's the foundation you need in a solid partnership as well. The two went together hand in hand more often than not, so it usually worked out pretty well!
But when she said he was extra glad to have found him? Aw shucks, he couldn't help but give her a sincere smile since it wasn't exactly a common thing he'd hear in his life time. More so when she mentioned being the assistant he would need...after all, she was tired of being so alone and it showed. Bringing his hand down from his hat, he rest his gloved palm upon her shoulder. That way a brother in arms told you through their body language that they were there for you, will cover your back and make sure no one's abusing those blind spots with them around. As long as she had his back, he'd have hers.
"I think you're the ideal assistant for this whole escapade I've got goin' on, Daffodil! I know ya said the Garden's open t'letting me affiliate with whoever I want, but I'll make sure anything else I get myself lined up with won't cause ya trouble. Anything that might? I'll let ya know an' we'll come up with a plan from there." If someone had a quirk that could pick up lies, he'd be in the clear cause that was nothing but the truth.
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Post by Narcissa King on Jul 6, 2020 6:48:24 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","grBorder"] [attr="class","grHeader"] | [attr="class","grTextTop"] NOT EVIL,
[attr="class","grTextSub"] JUST HURT. AND THUS SHE WOULD BOW TO NO ONE |
[attr="class","grHeaderB"] [attr="class","grBody"]She couldn't speak, she couldn't say anything and looked at Kozue with that bewildered look. She still could not believe she found someone like him. She did not regret it for a minute, if she regrets something, it was not finding and talking with him more. Trying to be intimidating and all, it wasn't the only way that worked. Loyalty. Loyalty was the way to pay, but not everyone knew, money was just what they aimed for. It had never been enough, no matter what work she did, everyone else was better. She was replaced, cast aside and now... now she couldn't deal with the fact that someone wanted her attention and that's why she cut him off. This... whatever you wanted to call it, fragile friendship maybe, that was what she wanted, that was something she could deal with. She could not help but be honest to Kozue, speak about the fact that she would not mind assisting him, she had learned that to give is to offer and that was what she was doing.[break][break] She could not help but let out a soft chuckle and smile a little before looking to the ground again as Kozue called her the perfect assistant. No one, not really one person ever complimented her. Even if this was a joke or a nice gesture, it was something that she needed at this point. She already missed the person she pushed away and she was so insecure about all the others if she could trust them at all. They seemed to be out for their own goal and that made sense but that did not mean she felt unsafe. She held her breath again and bit her lip trying not to smile too much, "Thank you." She couldn't help but say, after all, that was an honour right. "Let me buy you a drink." She smiled before opening the door now, brushing her tears away quickly when she turned her back to Kozue and trying to stop feeling like a child.[break][break] The two ended up back towards on their walk towards the bar where she had talked to Kozue first when her phone made a buzzing sound and she took it from her pocket. Work? It was that phone and she clicked quickly on the green symbol, "Narcissa?" She said, well here was the start of loyalty. She stopped walking and stood silent, staring at the floor, "I understand. I will be there soon, yes- Of course." She could only confirm but her face was neutral until she said goodbye and shut her phone. She looked up at Kozue and a small smile came back, "I was wondering if we could put the suit back a few days and work on a dress." She grinned now, thinking that she managed the job, "Let me tell you, you are looking at the new Secretary of the State." It had taken longer than she wanted, but she got the job after the whole denigrating kidnapping and killing of the former minister. [attr="class","grInfo"]-506- [attr="class","grCredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.grBorder]width:410px;padding:10px;background-color:#eaeaea;border:solid #dddddd 1px[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeader]width:400px;padding:5px;background-image:url(https://images2.imgbox.com/15/c5/9bnT37qz_o.jpg);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-top:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextTop]text-align:center;font-size:29px;color:#ffffff;font-family:bebas neue;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grTextSub]text-align:justify;font-size:9px;color:#c4c4c4;font-family:raleway;margin-top:-5px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grHeaderB]height:10px;width:410px;background-color:#50b76a;background-image:linear-gradient(to right, #FF0000, #CD5368);border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody]width:340px;padding-left:35px;padding-right:35px;padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px;background-color:#f4f4f4;border-left:solid #dddddd 1px;border-right:solid #dddddd 1px;border-bottom:solid #dddddd 1px;font-family:roboto;font-size:10px;color:#333333;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.grBody b]color:#FF0000;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;[/newclass] [newclass=.grInfo]text-align:center;font-size:10px;font-weight:italic;color:#b2b2b2;font-family:roboto;padding-top:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=.grCredits]width:430px;text-align:right;font-size:9px;font-weight:bold;color:#9e9e9e;font-family:roboto;text-shadow: -1px 0 white, 0 1px white, 1px 0 white, 0 -1px white;padding-top:2px;[/newclass] [googlefont=Bebas Neue] [googlefont=Raleway] [googlefont=Roboto:400,500]
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Post by Kozue Ito on Jul 6, 2020 7:14:02 GMT -4
[attr="class","thishover"] [attr="class","thesongwiththerlygudbit"]I’m singing with a smile~ ...is it true or bluffing?
[attr="class","quickswrap"] [attr="class","quicks"]♥ [attr="class","quicks"]shutdown [attr="class","quicks"] ♠
A woman who had been run through the ground, but picked herself up and kept moving forward. Didn't matter if she had the time to dust herself off or not, she was always keeping herself going and it was like this is the first time, either ever or a long ass time, did she have someone hold out their hand and help. Not do some shitty little psyyyyyyych thing, but actually there, a change of pace she'd needed based on everything being display right here. It went to show that no matter what power was held, delicately dancing away at her fingertips, loyalty was an invaluable piece. Sometimes he'd make a one time offer, but those always had the chance to be more, yet this was going to be consistent.
It wasn't every day someone was willing to reconsider offers for the sake of another in an open partnership, but he'd absolutely have her back when it was needed. A firm nod was given to her word of thanks...he knew that wasn't always the easiest thing so say in a crowd like theirs. "You sure know how to seal the deal, Daffodil!" Giving her shoulder a pat before following it up with a bemused laugh as though there was a friendship to attain somewhere over the horizon. Getting the door for her as they made their way, he made sure to keep his eyes scanning the area as though there was always a potential problem around the corner, discretely, of course.
Well, it looks like he may have picked up the woman's name...but he'd respect her choice of using an alias. Especially when she mentioned who she was now, Secretary of the State. Oh yeah, he'd keep her identity under wraps at all the right points to keep the undesirables off her tail with that slice of info. "Eyyy, looks like that means I'm the first t'congratulate ya! Hah! I'll make ya a dress alright, not just any dress...one that looks good t'leave an impression and have pockets!" He wasn't sure how in the world she'd gotten such a position, but damn, he was in some high quality company compared to the usual folks he was used to wheeling and dealing with.
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Post by Crimson on Jul 9, 2020 23:55:34 GMT -4
Kozue Ito You currently have 0 EXP, and you gained 54 EXP for this thread! Narcissa King You currently have 328 EXP, and you gained 60 EXP for this thread!
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