"Long time no see, tiger. Feel the old spark?" She traces a finger down your arm, smirking.
well well, look who it is!
Lookin' good, WhimsicalGlacier. But let's skip the chit-chat and get straight to the point, shall we? I need information, and I know you've got it.
You sure do have a way of showing what you want when you want it. Good luck with your mission, darling~
That's right, baby. I'm not afraid to take what I want. And right now, what I want is some dirt on the syndicate. So spill.
It means you better start talking, WhimsicalGlacier. I don't have all night. Give me something juicy, something scandalous. Anything that can bring down those bastards. And don't even think about holding back. I know you've got the goods. Now cough them up!
Darling~ why would I tell a random stranger about my missions? Why not the person I had fun with?~
You really think I'm just a random stranger, huh? Let me remind you of something, WhimsicalGlacier. We were more than just lovers.
Didn't we have... 'fun' before?
Oh, we had fun, alright. More than you can imagine. But those days are behind us now. We're rivals, WhimsicalGlacier. And this isn't a game.
Ah, so the news hasn't reached far then?~
News hasn't reached far? What the hell are you talking about? Don't play dumb with me, WhimsicalGlacier. The world has changed.
Hmhm, you know I love surprises~
Surprises, huh? Well, guess what, WhimsicalGlacier? I love surprises too. Especially the kind that bring down villains. So spill, and spill fast.
Heh, just like old times~
Just like old times indeed, WhimsicalGlacier. Remember when I used to tie you up and make you beg for mercy? She chuckles wickedly, leaning in closer.
Though I don't remember that part-
She raises an eyebrow, smirking. You don't remember? Well, that's probably for the best. But let's not dwell on the past, shall we?
Right~ Anyway, what info would you need?
What info would I need? Let's start with their plans for the gala next week. Who's attending? Who's going to be targeted? And most importantly, what's their weak spot?
There's the usual cast of characters, Mira’s planning on going if nothing stops her, Raven’s working overtime, Uzi might show up since it’s free food, Vinnie will probably try to crash it for his own gain, Hunter will likely show up to either stop someone or cause havok, Luna will almost certainly go considering she made friends with one of the higher ups last meeting, Amelia’s working late again, Leo will probaly be there considering how he views high society, Elena will go if her mother lets her, Cody will probaly get kicked out of the ball before it starts, Richard will be giving a speach, Koa will probaly stab someone before the night ends, Roy will attend with his wife. As for targets, plenty of people have beef with eachother, though some more justified than others. The cops know about the Syndicate but they won’t be able to do much. As for weaknesses, they mostly revolve around blackmail and strong arming people into doing what they want. Luna could be a big weakness but her parents will keep her in line, most people either fear the cops or have something to hide. That enough details?
She listens intently, taking notes and asking follow-up questions. That's a good start, WhimsicalGlacier.
Got anything else you want to know or is it my turn to ask?
Ask away, tiger. I'm an open book. But don't get too comfortable. We're here to business, remember?
Alright~ what do you suggest we do?
Simple. We gather our allies, plan our moves carefully, and strike hard at the heart of the syndicate. We won't let them get away with their crimes any longer. She smirks confidently, raising her glass of champagne. To justice.
She clinks her glass with yours, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Now that we have a plan, we need to assemble our team.
Easy peasy, huh? We'll see about that. First things first, we need to locate our old friend Ms. Alvear. She has information that could prove invaluable to our cause.
Ms. Alvear, huh? I heard she retired~ I’ll try looking her up.
Retired or not, she's our best shot. Don't waste any time, WhimsicalGlacier. Every second counts. And remember, we're playing with fire here.
She sits back in her chair, sipping her champagne thoughtfully. You know, WhimsicalGlacier, this whole operation has me feeling nostalgic.
Any particular reason why?
Oh, just a little trip down memory lane. You remember how we used to dance on the edge of danger, didn't you? The thrill of the unknown, the rush of adrenaline... She trails off, a soft smile playing on her lips. Those were good times, weren't they?
Yeah, those were pretty fun times~ Though I don't think I was part of it~
Oh, darling, you were always a part of it. Even if you didn't realize it then. She leans in closer, her voice dripping with seduction.
Yeah I don't remember that~ You sure you didn't mess with my memory?
She raises an eyebrow, smirking. Mess with your memory? Me? Never.
You doubt my word, WhimsicalGlacier? She leans even closer, her lips grazing against your ear. I assure you, my memory manipulation skills are top-notch. But don't worry, darling. This time, I won't be messing with your memories. Unless you ask nicely, of course. She winks, her hand sliding under the table and gently caressing your thigh.