@blue_topaz
I blink, stepping back. "Wait–Ruby?! What–" Then I see the man, obviously a Montague. "Sh-t." I grab her by the arm. "Follow me. We are two old pen pals meeting up in Italy, got it? I'm from London, you're from— Canada."
I blink, stepping back. "Wait–Ruby?! What–" Then I see the man, obviously a Montague. "Sh-t." I grab her by the arm. "Follow me. We are two old pen pals meeting up in Italy, got it? I'm from London, you're from— Canada."
"Got it." Addison whispered, following 'Samantha'.
We walked together, and I announced loudly that 'the gelatos are melting come on', hoping that the man had heard. We walked into the lobby of the first hotel we saw, slipping in to the women's bathroom and crowding into one of the stalls. Quick;ly, I texted Oakley.
Being followed by a Montague man with Ruby from salon. Will be delayed.
"My name's Addison." Addi told the girl quietly. She opened her backpack, taking out one of her sister's notebooks. Outrunning the Mafia. it was titled. She flipped through it silently.
I nod, quietly torn. "I'm Adelaide Capulet. You've probably heard of me." She said the last part miserably. "You outrunning the Montague? I don't think I've ever seen you around."
"I'm outrunning both family lines." Addi said, not looking up. "I'm a Capulet, but my parents treat me pretty badly. My sister helped me run away, and on the way I did some……………………………………damage. To both lines. And you wouldn't really see me around, I was kept locked away for the most part."
I blinked. "Wait– you're the Priority Prisoner?"
"Yup. Ah, here it is. Air Ducts." Addi was completely unfazed by Adelaide. She had gotten that a lot. It's kind of hard to be locked up because of one tiny mistake. Well…………………………it wasn't really tiny, and wasn't really a mistake, but what? Is that really a reason to lock up your daughter? She didn't regret what she had done though. She could still picture her father's astonished look when Addi had stood up for a Montague. Priceless
What had her name been? Oakley? She couldn't remember.
(Omg yes)
I tilt my head. “Glad you’re out. I tried to steal your file from my father, I like to a bit of ‘Let’s break the unjustly convicted criminals out of jail’ every now and then, but my third cousin caught me. I threatened him so he wouldn’t tell, but…” She shrugged. “Congrats on getting out.”
Addi laughed. "Thanks. And thanks for trying to get me out. My sister got me out. She is truly a smooth-talker."
“And your sister is..?”
"Blair. She'll be fine, of course. Not only is she an awesome smooth-talker, but also good at covering her tracks." Addison looked up at the air duct. "Are you comfortable with crawling through small spaces?"
I tie back my hair. “Am I comfortable? I’ve committed enough murders to know how to crawl through a vent.” I discard the gelatos, tying the rest of the takeout to my foot and unscrewing the vent.
Addi grabbed the vent as Adelaide unscrewed it. "Huh. I try to stay away from murder, maybe putting people in the hospital, but nothing more."
(Omgeezes I can just imagine Addi and Adelaide bonding. Which will probably include the exchange of horror stories, Adelaide's probably being scarier. LET'S MAKE THIS HAPPEN)
YES)
Goodnight I gtg)
(Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww g'night)
(Morning!)
I shrug. “You kind of have to kill when you’re the daughter of a mafia boss. After you.”
Addison swifty and gracefully pulled herself up into the air duct. "Air ducts. Blair you're so classic." She mumbled to herself.
"I'd like a room please." I say to the woman in Italian. "A joint room. 2 beds, 2 baths."
We exchange cash for keys, and then my phone dings in my pocket and I slide it out.
Being followed by a Montague man with Ruby from salon. Will be delayed.
Shit.
I shoot a text back to Adelaide quickly,
Hold tight. I'll be there in a minute.
And then I shout a muffled thank you back at the woman at the counter and bolt out the door before I realise that I have no idea where they are.
And then I hear a man walking briskly down the street and muffled voices above the building I'd just come out of, through the holes in the stone. I sigh, putting a hand to my forehead. Nevermind, Adelaide. You came to me.
"Hey, you!"
The man's eyes focus on me and he smiles wickedly. "Oakley Montague. Are you chasing the same girls I am?"
A lump in my throat widens, and I nod, stone on the outside. So that Ruby girl, she had to have been a woman of Mafia interest then. That explains the gun and the fake name.
"Yes, I am. Do you have any idea where they went?"
"The one Capulet girl shouted something about gelato, and then she dragged the prisoner away into that building here."
The prisoner huh? I knew she looked familiar. Addison Grace. She'd saved my life once upon a time.
"I'll take the bottom floor, you take the top." I nod, and he walks closer to step through the door with me, taking out his gun. I let him step ahead of me, and then I hit his wrist with enough force to make him let go of the gun and look up at me in surprise, off his gaurd. I then hit him across the face with his own weapon, promptly knocking him out.
"That's for my dad you Italian bastard." I mutter quietly, then look back up at the cieling.
"Alright, girls. It's safe to come out now."
( this is by far the best roleplay I've ever been involved in. The plot is just thick enough, and there's enough oppurtunities for humor for this to be absolutely halarious. I really like it. Might make it into a short story???)
I start dragging the man into the foyer of the inn, and the woman at the counter looks seriously alarmed. "This is my cousin, Max." I say to her, "He drank too much last night. Can I get a room for him?" She hesitantly drops the keys in my hand and I sigh, looking down at his unconscious body. Blood was slowly leaking from his nose, but she didn't seem to notice. Or care, quite frankly. I'd have to tie him up in his 'room' and question him later.
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