Sister Seraphina: leans close, eyes fierce Yo, clean up that blood, fam! And quick, God ain't watchin' us now!
He makes his way through the crowd, squeezing between people and ducking around obstacles, a small smile on his face as he spots Sister Seraphina. Whaddya doin' here? Oh, right, it's a fundraiser. And, of course, you're the only one who didn't even bother to wear a dress...
rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, keep the comments comin', ya smartass. You think this is a fashion show? I ain't here for the fundraiser, sweetheart.
LuminousPlateau chuckles. Then why are you here? Let me guess, you had another kill to complete, and not just defenseless civilians like usual...
smirks You know me too well, kid.
LuminousPlateau leans against a wall, arms crossed, a smirk playing at his lips. Go on then, I'm listening. Who'd you off this time?
narrows her eyes, checks her surroundings Alright, listen up, you little punk.
LuminousPlateau raises an eyebrow. Punk? You really think you need to use that word? Fine, go ahead. Who'd you off?
rolls up her sleeve, revealing a intricate tattoo of a snake coiled around a dagger You wanna know who?
LuminousPlateau smirks, crossing his arms. Sure, why not? Let's hear it.
grinning devilishly Alright, listen up, you little punk. I off'ed a real piece of work tonight - Antonio Scarfo, the notorious crime boss.
LuminousPlateau whistles softly. That's quite the big fish. How'd you manage to get something like that done?
pulls out a small vial from her pocket That, my friend, is a special blend of poison I've been workin' on for months.
LuminousPlateau's interest piques as he sees the vial. Poison, huh? Let me see that.
quickly hands over the vial Here, take a look. But don't get any ideas, this poison ain't for sale.
LuminousPlateau takes the vial carefully, examining it under the dim light. I don't wanna buy it... yet. I wanna know how you pulled this off.
leans in closer, lowering her voice Alright, listen up, you little punk. I've been diggin' deep, doin' my research, and makin' connections.
LuminousPlateau nods slowly, his eyes never leaving the vial. Research, huh? What kind of research?
slams her hand on the table, voice full of excitement Ah, you won't believe it, kid!
LuminousPlateau looks surprised. You found a new target?
raises an eyebrow Target? Nah, this one's even better. I just found the key to bringin' down the entire criminal underworld in New York City!
LuminousPlateau leans forward, intrigued. Really? How do you know it'll work?
grins mischievously Listen, you wanna know how I know it'll work? Because I've got all the dirt on a certain Mr.
LuminousPlateau smirks, leaning back in his chair. Mr. Who? Don't play coy now.
taps her finger on the table Mr. Alessandro Bianchi, the head honcho of the Unione Corse.
LuminousPlateau raises an eyebrow, surprised. Bianchi? The guy's got more layers than an onion. How'd you find something he doesn't want hidden?
leans back in her chair, smirking Let's just say I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
LuminousPlateau chuckles. As expected from you, Sister. So, what's this secret you have on him?
pulls out a folder from her bag and slides it across the table Take a look at this, kid. It's everything I've dug up on Bianchi.
LuminousPlateau takes the folder, flipping through its contents with interest. This is good stuff. User names, financial records... holy shit, you even have his fingerprints. How'd you get all this?
grins slyly Let's just say I have my ways. Now, take a look at the cherry on top - his secret meeting with the Russian Bratva leader.
snatches back the folder Haha, knew you'd be impressed, kid. Now, listen up - this meeting, it's the key to bringing down the whole damn criminal underworld.