"Mm. Those men would have taken you easily. You were running from them, not facing them, and you looked a bit terrified of little old me. How scary can you actually be?"
He messed with his hair, revealing streaks of white hidden in his locks, before he motioned to a stack of newspapers sitting on the table in the room. On them were a series of headlines such about the gang member called the Nevermore. He had recently taken down two buildings full of people and had yet to be caught by police.
“You tell me.”
Charlie glances at the papers and smirks.
"'Nevermore,' huh? That's lamer than 'Fixer.' If you're that man, how was I able to kidnap you? Seems a little bit suspicious."
“That’s for me to know and you to find out, dear. Do you really think I’ll reveal everything to you on day one?”
Eden took the business card with two fingers, giving it a cursory glance, before it disappeared into a pocket somewhere. She smiled at the man, already starting to get back inside the building. The door was half closed before she remembered to respond.
"Oh. Yes. Of course. Obviously. Without a doubt. Will do." The door was almost shut. "Have a nice night!" Click.
She breathed out slowly, but went around the office, turning off the rest of the lamps and slowly making her way upstairs, pulling the ribbon on her hobble skirt out to allow her more freedom of movement. Her apartment was small, and filled with just as many books as her office. It had a desk as well, not as fancy as the one in the office, but much more practical, with a telephone sitting neatly on top. With a deep sigh, Eden sat down, skimming a list of her contacts, before pulling the phone off the hook, beginning the circular motions to call. She only hoped they were still awake. And that informants knew what was going on this quickly.
She shot a side-eyed glance at her bed. Maybe this could wait until tomorrow..? The phone made a click and she was connected to the person on the other end. Eden sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with her fingers. No. It couldn't. It would be a long night, but she would find out who had been responsible.
(Haha imma tryna figure out a way to fit you in. 😂 I think I’m gonna have McKay go out and possibly meet you on his way to do a mission or something)
“That’s for me to know and you to find out, dear. Do you really think I’ll reveal everything to you on day one?”
"No, just like I won't reveal much. . . well, ever honestly. My past is past. Let's worry about who I am now, since I'm probably more of an issue than I ever have been." she says cheerfuly.
“Oh, how optimistic.” He smiled faintly and rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna get along with you just great…”
(Haha, that could work. Eden gets out of the house fairly regularly. I would wager she might also have files on either Charlie or McKay. For safety. Maybe there's a theft situation? Or if they need legal help with something, Edens a point of contact for some in the underworld. Whatever works narratively!)
(Mhm, yeah, that could definitely work 👍🏻👍🏻)
"Sure you are! That's what money's for, isn't it?" she asks.
“Oh, yes. A few million bucks will definitely make me a lot more friendly.” He smirked and nudged her playfully. “When’s my first pay check?”
"Sure it will! Money makes everyone happy, and if it doesn't, something's wrong with you. As for your first paycheck. . ." Charlie replies, pausing to take out a checkbook and write a few things down, tearing out the check and handing it over to McKay.
"There you are."
“Sounds good, love.” He smiled and tucked it away. “Tell me whatever you need to be done, and I’ll do it. Sound good?”
"Sure. As a matter of fact, I need a crew member. If you'd like to join you may, otherwise find me someone like you who's less egotistical and more likely to do more work for less money." she shrugs.
“Mm… well, sadly,” he said, smirking, “many of the people in this country are egotistical, and many of them expect a high pay. Besides, working with you isn’t exactly a walk in the park.”
"True. And sadly, I simply don't like you, which is strange, since I like everyone. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that your fragile male ego keeps getting in the way of you accepting help. Maybe that's why you find me unpleasant to work with." she retorts.
“Haha, funny, because I don’t like you either.” He sent her a sarcastic smile. “So I guess this means we’re even.”
"Oh. Hm. That is funny." she chuckles, sending McKay an equally as sarcastic look.
"Now shoo. Go find me a crewmember. And if you'd like more money, join the crew yourself. It provides two things you'd asked for: food and clothes."
He grinned and blew her a kiss. “Are you sure you won’t miss me and my oh-so fragile male ego while I’m gone?”
"I really won't. It's hard to miss someone who's such a pain in the ass." she snorts.
“You gotta deal with it, sweetheart.” He winked at her before he headed for the door. “You chose to be stuck with me.”
'Yeah, and I'm starting to regret that choice, but it's too late now." she mutters.
“Oh, what was that? You could always fire me. You are the boss here, after all.”
"Yeah, but I've already spent 9 mil on you. I'll be damned if I don't get my money's worth out of you."
“Oh, shh. You won’t regret it.” He grinned and tipped his cap at her. “Will I see you this evening, dear?”
"I'd better not regret it." she nods.
"I have an appointement on the lower east side with a busted fan. I'll be back at around midnight. Don't shoot me, please. I have money, sure, but hospitals charge so damn much." she sighs.
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