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An interrupted side smirk showed on his face as she spoke. Maybe she wasn’t the most respectful to the law, but truth is he hasn’t met a woman this interesting in a while. It was worth the shot. Probably after they said goodbye, they wouldn’t see each other again and that would be fine.

“Let me bounce the question back to you. Because you are beautiful and dangerous you think that you can charm me, hm?”, Milos smiled a little more and received his beer, taking a large sip before putting it on the wooden table.

After recovering his money and keeping it back where it belonged, his blue eyes returned to hers, waiting for her name to be revealed, even though he didn’t expect her to give a real one, it would be a DANGEROUS move, wouldn’t it?

                  “Okay, Rian. Nice to meet you, and I gotta ask since you have this… thrilling life, but, will there be any question out of limits? Asking just to know which way to take through this conversation”.

“I can,” The green eyed vixen spoke with a sweet guarantee, small smile starting to curve at the ends of her lips before she was tipping her head sideways, “It’s the only thing I’m good at.” 

A light shrug of her shoulders, like it was a fact rather than a call for pity -- because she was proud of it. It was the skill that kept her lowkey rich, unlike the man in front of her who seemed to flaunt it. Not that she minded, he was confident in his wealth and it was painfully attractive. “You did just call me beautiful, so I already got a little bit of wiggle room.” Her lips were now speaking behind the glass before she took another sip, her leg brushing against his lightly. He had to know how attractive he was; she wondered for a moment how often he found victims in bars. Willing victims, but she felt wide eyed and ready to submit. Complete opposite of Orian Blake. 

“Sure -- you may not be happy with every question, but sure.” Her eyes stayed curiously on him. 

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“Entrepreneur”, he repeated with an arched brow and a little smile. “So you also sell what you acquire, I suppose? Because I guess getting your hands on so many things and money may be a bit problematic at some point, huh?” he asked looking at her with a shrug.

“Oh, baby, you haven’t seen anything”, he replied with chuckle. Well, yes, sometimes he was a bit too proud of his fortune. Milos thought through it, and guessed that it’s not an every day thing you bump against someone like that. Just one rule: if there’s too much alcohol involved, don’t take her to your place unless you wanna be left with only your underwear.

He looked over at the bartender and asked for two beers. “Oh, by the way…”, and he stretched his arm to reach for her chest. His hand sunk under her bra and he recovered the missing bills. “Almost forgot about this”, he smiled with a wink. “But now, you know my name, but I don’t know yours. It would be a good start”.

Milos was directly on point with what he was saying -- but she didn’t waver. She couldn’t. That would risk her entire facade. But was it already gone? He seemed to have pushed the veil that she kept right off and she wasn’t sure exactly how to react to it. 

Her tongue glided quickly over her teeth at the nickname, shaking her head softly, “Because I’m beautiful and dangerous you think that you can charm me, hm?” An eyebrow perked, head tilting slightly before she was being frozen by the act of him going down her shirt to retrieve the money that she had been hoping he wouldn’t notice was gone until she was as well. 

But, the craziness of him... it was attractive, and she couldn’t seem to stop being in awe. She lifted the large mug of ale, bubbling amber liquid being sucked into her mouth in a replacement for something to say. “You can call me Rian.” 

#( c: milos. )

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“Of course you did. Wild how my chain broke, yea?” Anton replied, his accent thick as he looked her in the eye, taking the wallet back. “Then you would have been out of luck. It is new, so there was only about….S2,000 American in cash inside. “Though I suppose I should repay you for being a good Samaritan, no?”

“Mm... mhm.” Orian spoke innocently in response, her lower lip rolling into her mouth as she batted yellow freckled hues at him. She tried to keep her annoyance at bay from being caught -- especially since he was waving the how much she had lost directly in her face. For a moment, she debated scooping it right out of his hand and running. “That would only be the right thing to do.” 

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songbomb:

     “Fuck me…” Song’s teeth ground as she, yet again, jammed her toes against a piece of wayward furniture. She was no electrician, but she couldn’t work in these conditions, let alone walk across a room. Lifting the flame of a candle over her head, she peered closely at the fuse box, “I can’t reach–give me a boost… And try not to trip in the process. I value my head.”

“Someone is speaking in the tongue of my ancestors,” Orian quipped with a smirk on her face as she leaned against a wall, her night vision equipped because.. well, a thief worked in the night. A sigh came from her, like this woman was asking the most out of her before she strode over to lock her hands together so the woman could step on them.  “Come on now.” 

#( c: song. )

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flowerxrubyxmiller:

Ruby studied the woman in front of her carefully. She was generally a trusting person and always liked to give people the benefit of the doubt. So despite her suspicions she managed a smile. “Well thank you, for finding it.” 

“No problem!” Orian gave the girl a smile, having already known her name and where she lived by going through her wallet but still acted like she was innocent. It was what she was good at -- probably the only thing. “There’s some shitty people. They’ll steal your identity n’ all.” 

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lovcpotion:

He kept the money back in his wallet with a big smile as he enjoyed the defeat of the pickpocket. Milos dropped his hands in the pockets of his jacket and squinted his eyes a bit as he listened to her excuse. “Have you ever trying get an actual job? Or maybe borrowing money or asking someone to buy you a drink?”, he suggested.

A soft deep chuckle escaped from his lips. “Well, you’re right, being robbed is not much of my kink”.

Two bills still were in her bra contrary to the displeased look behind Orian’s eyes. She had been doing this for awhile; and this man may have been good, but she wouldn’t stop. It was in her nature. She scanned him, “I have an actual job. I’m an entrepreneur.” The Aussie girl’s lips spread into a grin again. 

She leaned against one of the stools nearby, usually she’d make a run for it. But she was so interested that it was eating at the back of her mind. “How about you buy me a drink since you obviously have all that money to spend, Milos Pace,” She now sat in the stool, smile melted but it still being in her eyes, “I like beer.” 

#( c: milos. )

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gcldenercs:

“listen lady, i’m not calling you a liar but,” his shoulders rose and fell, the accusation evident. “ thats charming, but you could take it for all i care. you’ll be very disappointed. I’m pretty sure there’s a stick of gum in there so go crazy.” 

Her green eyes scanned him for a moment before she smiled, “I wasn’t taking your wallet, but that’s kind of sad,” She continued to lie, forcing it into his hand before she stuck her own into her pockets, “How about I buy you a drink since you’re broke?” Orian offered a smile, although she was irritated she wasn’t going to make any money tonight. 

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lovcpotion:

He arched a brow keeping the little side smile as she spoke. Milos was confident on his abilities to unmask a liar, but when they refused… well, it was only more fun.

                                “——-come on”.

And he extended his hand to her. “I work with liars everyday, gorgeous, no chance you’re fooling me this time”, he said with a tilt of the head, “don’t make me undress you to get my money back”.

Locked. Her eyes never left his face.

Then she felt it -- him looking right through her. She had to break the contact and she shook her hair out as she did so to make it look more casual. An innocent smile broke amongst her face, hand going to fish the small wad out of her lace bra. “Alright, you caught me,” She hummed, slapping the money into his hand. “I was jus trying to buy myself a drink.” 

Orian was surprised at the man’s bluntness, feeling her confidence waver for a moment before she cleared her throat, “Like you would do that.” 

#( c: milos. )

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lovcpotion:

          Piercing blue eyes looked over at the girl.

                                                 A QUICK SCAN.     OF COURSE.

Milos smiled just lightly and received his wallet. “Thank you kindly”, he replied. “May I have back the money as well, please?”

Her lower lip was rolled into her mouth as her green eyes never left him -- hoping for no flicker of her lies, “I just found it on the ground, mate,” Rian’s shoulders lifted in a shrug, There were a few twenties that she had snagged and they burned the inside of her shirt where they laid, but the brunette was already ready to turn on her heel. 

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lost-porter:

Porter winced at the obvious lie from the brunette who’d been entirely too good looking and too noticeable to get away with thievery at such a dirty English pub. She stuck out like a sore thumb. But, maybe he’d gotten lucky. Nevertheless, he replied. “I’m too drunk to be angry and too amused to stop the interaction here, so can I ask what you were gonna do with less twenty quid and a condom that I’ve had since I was sixteen in there?”

“I said I wasn’t taking it -- you’re obviously too drunk to realize that.” Orian used this to her advantage as she did most things, sipping on her beer before she waved her hand, “Exactly. I don’t need your money. You’d be the last person in here I’d steal from.” Another lie, he looked the most wealthy out of all the drunken slobs in here and she wasn’t really looking to get any money, it was more of a thrill. “You know condoms expire.” Said the Aussie. 

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“Okay, listen, I found your wallet on the ground,” Rian lied as she reluctantly handed it over, a poker face although she was kicking herself for getting caught, “I was just about to look at the ID to return it.” 

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“What is this, some kind of sibling intuition to where you just know where I’m at all the time? I don’t know if I’m okay with that,” She teased her brother, before she gave him a hug and looked him over. “On the way to the gym? Skip it and buy me lunch.”

Juliàn didn’t always have the best footwork despite growing up dancing, at least not when he was moving through crowds. It could have to do with the fact he was pumping music through his headphones and entertaining himself to be upbeat on his way to the gym. Since he lost a fight he avoided the gym and backed out of fights more than he ever had. But he was trying to snap out of it when out of nowhere he was crashing into another person. “Shi- Oh, uh sorry. I didn’t mean to run into you.”

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