Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ．

❝ 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮; 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙. ❞
Demon hunter by trade, gun fanatic by choice.
Requiem CEO.

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍;
𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛.

𝔇𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔫 ℌ𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯.
↻ ﹠ ♡
𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹.

[𝙍𝙮𝙤. @Blazinglnferno]

ㅤ 

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

@BLXKSSHINING “ It's a pleasure. Call me Selene. ”
She removed one of her arms to extend her hand for a shake.

“ I was just heading back to my bar to de-stress, if you'd care to join me?
Maybe an outside perspective will calm my nerves a bit. ”
She chuckled, half-joking.

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

@HeinousTrauma — company, tonight. ” She tilted her head lightly, gazing down at Dero, barely blinking as she examined him.

“ It was difficult enough to track you down, after all. But, I won't look a gift horse in the mouth. ”

Her hand extended for a shake.

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

@HeinousTrauma — spotted Dero, however, her lips curved up into a small smile, as she calmly approached his booth.

Hovering over the table, now, Selene quietly shifted her weight to one side, placing a hand on her hip.
“ I've got to admit.. I wasn't exactly expecting your —

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

[𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫]
𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐨
https://t.co/jPrXIDI2FP

[𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐨. @HeinousTrauma]

[ Dero had just returned from a hunt, the blood still fresh on his hands and the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. Normally, he would’ve cleaned up, grabbed a cigarette, and let the night swallow him whole. But as he began to shrug off his coat, —

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍;
𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛.

𝔇𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔫 ℌ𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯.
↻ ﹠ ♡
𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹.

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

. . . . . ╰──╮𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗╭──╯ . . . . .

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

“ It might've taken a week or so, but funding was finally approved...
The fuckers *really* didn't like the idea of Requiem having their own free will, but I made them see reason. ”

She huffed a cigar.
“ Now, I need to show them *results*. ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

@BLXKSSHINING Once again, her cold stare bore into Blake, quietly, as if she was trying to read her face like it was a book.

After a few seconds, she chuckled, crossing her arms across her chest and tilting her head.

“ Nah, no suspicion here, yet.. You got a name, Miss Trustworthy? ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

“ If he's decided to show his arrogant mug around here, again, then *so be it*. ”

She tightens her fists.

“ 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐝. ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

“ It seems the scum are already making their moves...
I'll need to finalize funding plans with G.U.N, today. ”

Low growl..
“ There's no proof, sure... but problems need to be snuffed out. ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

“ I'll put out a dossier for a few potential business partners, and send for them. .

Our situation requires a certain level of tact that I can't rely on our current folks to provide. ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

@BLXKSSHINING A brow raise.
“ Someone 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙮? ”
A small chuckle trailed behind an almost immediate scoff at Blake's words, as the fox's lips curved into a smirk.

“ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, here. I don't know you from a bump in the road.
We've got *zero* trust built. ”

[𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐨. @HeinousTrauma]

[ The night was still and quiet. It was the kind of quiet that pressed on top of Dero like a heavy weight. The air was cold as he scanned the wooded area for any signs of movement.

He moved through the shadows with precision, every step calculated, every breath controlled.

—

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

https://t.co/s2W4JBg83Z

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

╰──╮ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐...╭──╯

It wasn't very often that there were nights like this... despite the time spent building up her organization, hunting what she believed to be the *wretches* of this world—the fox herself —

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

. . . . . ╰──╮𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚜╭──╯ . . . . .

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

— seeped from her mouth like 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙢.

“ 𝙃𝙖𝙯𝙚𝙣.. ”

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

╰──╮ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐...╭──╯

It wasn't very often that there were nights like this... despite the time spent building up her organization, hunting what she believed to be the *wretches* of this world—the fox herself —

[Ｓｅｌｅｎｅ． @fracturedideals]

— her skull. A highly skilled demon, a burnt victim, and an air of silence... there was only one creature she knew that had such capabilities . . .
Her fist clenched tightly, eye twitching as she glared at the body with her lightless eyes.

Her next words —