' isn't both our families gone ? ermn .. save for marian .. i don't really understand ... '
( she flops back on the bed , taking her gun from her holster and observing it )
' to me , there's no point in risking my life if there isn't anyone i care about around anymore β
Annoyance brewing inside of her body, she only puts up with it because itβs her counterpart. Schneider opts to stand up and then stretch.
βI remain there because it is all I know and the loyal followers under my leadership areq q q never-mind, you wouldnβt care.β
well .. i can still provide for mia cara soru , but ummn .. i'd rather do it safely in the suitcase than in chicago , where i put both of us at risk .. who cares about leadership ? those idiots can find someone else to cling to '
( was she trying to convince her counterparts orβ
' urgh , sucks for you .. glad i quit the mafia to live a quiet life in the suitcase with milord .. ummn , why do you still do the same ? '
( her boots just settle on her other selves shoulder, one crossed over the other )
Slowly, she sits up, gently pushing her counterparts boots off of her.
βThereβs talk of traitors slithering around many of the crime families and even some of my associates. Iβve been back and forth along Chicago, interrogating many of them.β
Nudged by an unwelcome boot, rolling over to face her other self. Another groan both in pain and annoyance.
βLeave me here to suffer for five more minutes.β
( she licks her lips , tasting her lords blood on them , and letting out a satisfied huff )
( without a word , she turns and walks away, her mission complete )
Vertinβs face was completely flushed ontop of the little bite The Mobster did.
She was quick to cover her face for a moment due to the kiss
βWasβ¦ that really necessary Schneider? That was really suddenβ¦β
Her composure was gone for a bit, She had zero idea how to process it.
( is she... being ignored? how rude!! )
( she creeps closer to marian and stands on the tips of her boots to peer over her shoulder )
' what're you doing ? '