forum Heist Squad! (CLOSED)

Started December 03, 2018 by @Moxie group

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Seth paused before chucking. "You're cute, thinking you're any bigger." He was in the process of buckling his belt. "You may not need me that badly, not yet of course, but you do need me, that's simple enough to figure out." He did his cufflinks and fixed his collar in the mirror.

"And don't act like you're special because you're not.You don't even have any sprinkles, Cupcake. " He deadpanned. Slipping his jack on, he smiled at his reflection. "I didn't know who you were before today, remember that. When you can be bad and everyone knows your name, then, you're me: Special." Slipping on his emerald ring, he let out a soft giggle. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a lovely lady to meet. She's quite impatient and I'm afraid I've let her too long. She's asking for me…" He whispered, a deep undertone to his now sultry voice.

“No, she’s demanding you,” Casey deadpanned, and hung up. She ran her fingers through her hair. You don't even have any sprinkles? What the hell was that even supposed to mean? She sighed and left her office, walked over to Luca’s room, and knocked on the door.

As soon as Seth set the phone down the large man opened the door and gestured out with one hand.

Her room was a complete mess. A disaster worthy of the history books and yet, Luca sat in the middle of it calmly, like an artist comparing paints. The mixture of weapons and sultry clothing was certainly jarring, but there was a method to the madness of Luca's organization. Packing was hard work and she was only half done.
A knock startled her out of reverie over two different sets of knives. With a sigh she discarded them onto her bed and opened her door. "Hey Boss." She said, surprise flickering in her eyes as she observed the woman before her. She took a step back and gestured her into the room as she spoke once more. "What can I do you for?"

“Our new addition to the team is . . . infuriating,” Casey said quietly, walking into Luca's room. It was as if she hardly knew what she was doing, but her body was moving. She looked at the room around her. “Ah. You were packing. I shouldn’t interrupt you,” she said, starting back towards the door again.

Seth smiled faintly at the phone in his hand after Casey hung up. With a small chuckle, he stuffed the phone in his inner pocket and gathered his things. He couldn't wait to see his Cupcake again. Hmmm…. his Cupcake…. he liked that.
"Alright, Porky, let's go." He took up his luggage of belongings, went out the door. He'd decided to worry about clothes and essentials when they got to where they were going, it was too much hassle right now.

“Our new addition to the team is . . . infuriating,” Casey said quietly, walking into Luca's room. It was as if she hardly knew what she was doing, but her body was moving. She looked at the room around her. “Ah. You were packing. I shouldn’t interrupt you,” she said, starting back towards the door again.

Luca tutted fiercely, noticing with her sharp eye that Casey wanted to actually chat about something a bit ore casual than work. She brushed a pile of clothing off her bed and sat the other woman down on it. "Enough of that. You know my door is open for you any time." She bustled over piles of disarray lithely. "Do we need a drink for this?" She asked over her shoulder already holding a tall bottle of vodka.

Casey sighed. "No, I don't think so. Warner's kid is proving to be far more difficult than I had anticipated." Casey couldn't believe she was opening up to someone about a boy of all things, but here she was, sitting on the edge of Luca's bed. "He calls me Cupcake," Casey said in disgust.

Luca froze as she poured herself a drink. Thank god she was facing away from Casey so the other woman couldn't see the amused smirk that pinned itself to Luca's fair features. "Oh?" She asked indifferently. She added a splash of cranberry juice to her drink, before spinning around. "Cupcake." She repeated flicking up her brows. "Intriguing. Sounds like we have to teach the boy some manners."