Does she? Huh. Thatβs quite interesting, she might have to do her little research on this. Eyes roll with affection at the response. βIt was a jest, dear niece.β Thereβs a smile on her like as she says that however. Delicate snort, hardly audible is released at ++
Where should she start? Shauna has quite the bloody reputation upon the streets. Thereβs a list of epithets that follow her. βMother doesnβt send content like these where eyes can peer, Aunt.β Soon a pout dares to lift, taking perch pridefully on +
++ the words which follow. βYours is one of the only pretty faces I like seeing, little one.β And then they ate hugging and they sort of β¦ linger longer than necessary in the embrace. However they part eventually and if Shauna notices the lingering gaze of the other ++
++ for it however her niece pulls it away, causing for yet another brow arch. A playful huff emits from her as she opens her arms. βWell alright get in here then.β
And what other titles does she bare, Shauna wonders. A princess in a self made castle was certainly one way to look at it. At the end of the day it was Siobhanβs name that was known and hers which caused feared on their enemies. Not that the twin has ever minded that. ++
Siobhan is. History has proven that, leaving the McGrath a common theme within longβlasting stories. But that doesnβt mean Shauna should be forgotten. Muscle isnβt her only title, even if itβs the only role she wishes to play. She is a Princess in a selfβmade Kingdom, such +
++ As proven time and again, she was fine with being the background character, seemed content with that. Used to that. A brow raised at the envelope, βand she couldnβt email me?β Teased the tribid, tone laced with lightheartedness but features still stoic. She goes ++
++ taking the noise cancelling headset off. Eyes settle on her niece, amusement twinkling within them and thatβs about the only indication given of it. β hello niece. β
Should they not? Her dearest twin was dangerous. Shauna is nothing more than the muscle. At least thatβs how she sees herself. If it wasnβt for her extra sense, she wouldnβt have picked up on Luciaβs presence. She finished at bay clip and set the gun down before ++
And people believe Siobhan is the one to concern themselves over. Rightββ. How many hours has she been putting in here? Actually, she doesnβt want to know. Tan fingers mimic the shape of guns as Lucia inevitably makes a βpew, pewβ sound. βArmed and dangerous, ladies and gents.β
βWell let me give you the visualβ she rolls her eyes playfully, standing in front of Siobhan, slightly to the left and with her arms crossed at her front. βYou say that as if itβs a bad thing when we both know how itβd goβ she says with a snort, long ago learning to ++
βI can hear the eye rolling that is passing through your mind.β Siobhan teases lightly, following the younger woman into the elevator. There have been times where Siobhan was without a woman in her bed, chose solitude, but they seem to fade in the presence of old +
This she knows β¦ she knows perhaps better than most. She knows every person that Siobhan has been with and for how long she has been with them. She knows each spawn that came from each relationship, etc. βI donβt doubt it β¦β she doesnβt mention that ++
Siobhan has a list of lovers thatβd make even the oldest of monsters jealous. Not all the same. Some serious. Others there for distraction. They come and go. One never knew if Siobhan would have a woman here for days, weeks, months or even years. Beautiful women +
++ Siobhan states, plainly and simply with little β¦ well no room for argument actually, that sheβs good at many things. Shauna lets her gaze land on the Don again at the question. βYou? Begging? β¦ Seems probableβ the tribid jests, corner of her lip barely curling.
Strange β¦ suppose that was one way to describe them. They were rather strange in the eyes of even monsters. Their lives having placed them in certain circumstances which bared fruit to their relationship. Their sisterly love that no one could quite comprehend. ++
Strange pair they are. Painfully identical and simultaneously opposite. Creations of decades upon decades of abuse from more hands than most realise. Itβs made them an oddity even amongst monsters, turned them methodical and hardened, devoted and +
βNoβ answers Shauna instantly and without hesitation. βI donβt care if you kicked his puppy, no one pulls a gun on youβ she states, so plainly. So simply. She gazes into Siobhanβs mismatched hues, hands moving on autopilot. βNo oneβ she said again and then finally breaks +
Thatβs simply how they are. Protective. Dangerously so. Even knowing the other is capable of protecting themselves. βYou thought perhaps I deserved it?β Siobhan has quite the reputation for turning noses, ended with some threat thrown towards +
Oh thatβs invigorating β¦ not. Definitely one of the more boring tasks of the job. Albeit she pushes through whenever Siobhan speaks about it, attentive and focused even if the subject itself puts even Shauna to sleep. The eldest twin speaks, tells her sheβs right +
Curiosity is not needed. The folder holds nothing more than expense reports for the McGrath empire. One of those boring but required tasks. Conversation will be had eventually, Siobhan pointing out losses and a desire to find a particular reason if not already known.
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+ in regards to being okay being a good thing. The tribid asks of Siobhanβs love life in a sense and the other tribid gazes at her. Intensely. Uncomfortably in the eyes of someone else. But Shauna doesnβt squirm, doesnβt shift, doesnβt look away. Even though she wishes to +