La Famiglia Di Molte Case: A Hetalia Mafia / Gang RP

[marthh]

( Bah! What a sneaky post! I did not see it.

England --

England walked in after her, shutting the door behind him. He peeled off his wet jacket, revealing the off white shirt beneath it. He draped it over his arm and bent down to slip off his boots. He froze slightly when she said his real name, the business tone a little less evident from her tone. Arthur smiled softly, softening up just a bit. "Stressed, tired but what do you expect from a mafia leader? What about you, Ashley? It's been a while since I've heard from you." He walked down a hallway, opening a door to the laundry room. He shut the door and quickly changed, throwing his clothes into the washer. He walked back out in my formal clothes; a white collared shirt, red tie and a brown sweater. "Could I interest you in something to drink? Something to eat?"

[Black-Cat771]

[ as twitch from league of legends would say " sneaky sneaky ~ " ]

"That would be lovely, thank you for your hospitality." she replied with a gentle tip of her head. She then removed her hat and coat, placing them gingerly on the coat rack nearby. Under the sleek pressed coat was a lightly ruffled dress shirt, sporting a slim tie. She then removed her heels and placed them neatly on the side, now straightening her skirt. "Keeping up good reputation with several connections has it's difficulties, though as of recently things have cooled down enough to actually deliver information without much use of extra agents." she replied to his earlier question. She then ran her hand trough her long dark brown curly hair, getting rid of any tangles she could find. "i find the most troublesome thing for Matthew and i would be keeping in touch with family affairs, which is why i am here today. Not only to deliver some news, as you now know, but also check in with you personally and see how things have been. I do agree it has been some time since we chatted, and i do apologize for the absence. If the right hands of cards are played, we might be able to spend more time chatting like a family instead of a business." she sighed, now placing a hand on her hip again. "sometimes i wonder why there has to be all this fuss with mafia's and the like ... but if it protects the people, and the family, then i will do everything in my power to do so."

[sutekh]

ivan braginski [ russia ] - russian mafia - tagged: sasha vitalij [ siberia ]

Ivan jumped a little in surprise as he suddenly heard a voice. Looking down, a small smile formed on his face as he looked at Sasha. "Привет, Sasha." he said. "Hmm... I cannot think of anything at the moment, but I am sure there is...." he hummed, thinking. His voice suddenly became low, almost a whisper, as he leaned forwards, towards Sasha. "....but Matthew gave me a letter, maybe you would be interested in reading it with me...?" he whispered with a small smile.

[marthh]

( I feel intimidated by your amazing or skills Cx you are quite the rp partner

England --

"Kinuko! Fetch our guest something to drink!" Arthur called out, walking into the living room. It was rather old looking, of course but he seemed to pride himself in it. He sat down in a cream colored vienna hand carved chair, he gestured to an identical one across from him before replying. "if you need it, I can lend you Kinuko. He's at your beck and call if need be." The white haired boy entered the room with two glasses, both filled with an amber colored tea. Kinuko handed one to Ashley and the other to Arthur, the boy scurried off quickly without a sound. Arthur chuckled, "Why bother yourself with family affairs then? I appreciate the effort to keep in touch, I do respect Matthew and yourself for that but if it's such a troublesome thing I don't see the point. I live on the other side of the world, you do not need to apologize for the absence. He paused, contemplating his mistakes. Arthur knew that probably had been the wrong thing to say, he'd know Matthew since the nation was a smaller boy. "Maybe it is myself causing the problem, I should be checking in more often. I do apologize. I'd rather keep out of the mafia business, but much like yourself I would like to keep my people safe then so be it. Someone has to protect them. He let out a heavy sigh and leaned back in his chair, "Let's drop the mafia talk, how has Matthew been?"

[Black-Cat771]

[ what are you talking about? i'm just putting to words the little animatics in my head while rping XD ]

The girl walked over to the chair and soon sat down, only moments later receiving the tea it seemed. She gave a gentle smile to the boy, though didn't have the chance to thank him before he hurried off again. She then folded her legs elegantly over one another and held the cup and small plat on her lap, listening to the man speak. "It is no trouble at all Arthur, rather the trouble is work, but ah, yes, enough with talk of business. I am here more for you, not work." she smiled warmly, soon taking a sip of her tea. It was quite relaxing, being able to take time like this out of her schedule and just relax a bit. She let out a content sigh, placing the cup back onto the little saucer before lifting her gaze to the man again. "Matthew has been doing well. He has only had ... one ... out burst this year so far, and i'm rather proud of his development." she replied, now glancing to the teacup on her lap. "Though his appetite for pancakes still goes without saying, despite my efforts to try and get him to eat healthier things." she smirked, a small chuckle rising from her lips. "and what of you Arthur?" she asked, now taking her eyes off the elegant tea cup to look once more at the blonde man. "I know since my ... arrival ... into the family all that time ago that i haven't been able to learn much about you, and vice versa ..." she said softly. " I remember when you once read me that story of pixies in a meadow ... it was always my favorite as a child. Oh dear, but i'm getting a bit off track aren't I? ... please, if you don't mind, i would like to know how you have been after so long. How have the years been treating you?" she asked.

[Todd.]

S a s h a Vitalij, Siberia.
Male / 15 / Homo / Russian Mafia / Crush: Open. / With: Ivan Braginski (Russia)
"A letter?" He questioned, curiousness shinning on the male's purplish colored eyes. "Da!" And of course he wanted to read that letter along with him. Letters were good, weren't them? They meant work, they meant a snipe like him could have a spot on a mission, right? Meant that even if he wouldn't shoot he would possibly be useful by standing by like a bird of prey following one or another target. Ah, yes. The world through a scope, was there anyway this job could get any exciting? Well, according to him actually doing something on his job would make things way better, but oh well, business had been quite slow lately.

OCC: Sorry for taking so long .-. Had to do uni work

[Paul Stamets]

((Bleh, sorry it took me so long to look at here again. Life >_> ))

[FoalanisaLupo]

Puerto Rico

Rosalina was wandering throughout the streets, her hands in her pockets and she examined her surroundings. She examined her surroundings because she was bored, that jerk, Alfred wasn't around nor anyone she knew. Rosa sighed for a moment as she stopped walking. She then leaned on a wall of building , watching some people as they walk past her. Where was that American anyways? Heck if she knew. Soon after she looked at one of her shoulders for a moment and stared at her frog for a moment. Her frog, who had been asleep on her shoulder the entire time, had woken up and stared back at her. This made her smile , somewhat.

[Black-Cat771]

[ life stuff is icky ; - ; thats why im wasting mine away on a comp . . . *secretly cries in corner* ]

[marthh]

[ what are you talking about? i'm just putting to words the little animatics in my head while rping XD ]

The girl walked over to the chair and soon sat down, only moments later receiving the tea it seemed. She gave a gentle smile to the boy, though didn't have the chance to thank him before he hurried off again. She then folded her legs elegantly over one another and held the cup and small plat on her lap, listening to the man speak. "It is no trouble at all Arthur, rather the trouble is work, but ah, yes, enough with talk of business. I am here more for you, not work." she smiled warmly, soon taking a sip of her tea. It was quite relaxing, being able to take time like this out of her schedule and just relax a bit. She let out a content sigh, placing the cup back onto the little saucer before lifting her gaze to the man again. "Matthew has been doing well. He has only had ... one ... out burst this year so far, and i'm rather proud of his development." she replied, now glancing to the teacup on her lap. "Though his appetite for pancakes still goes without saying, despite my efforts to try and get him to eat healthier things." she smirked, a small chuckle rising from her lips. "and what of you Arthur?" she asked, now taking her eyes off the elegant tea cup to look once more at the blonde man. "I know since my ... arrival ... into the family all that time ago that i haven't been able to learn much about you, and vice versa ..." she said softly. " I remember when you once read me that story of pixies in a meadow ... it was always my favorite as a child. Oh dear, but i'm getting a bit off track aren't I? ... please, if you don't mind, i would like to know how you have been after so long. How have the years been treating you?" she asked.

( I doubt it! You're amazing with your words!

England --

Arthur chuckled, sipping on his tea while he listened to her go on about Matthew, "Only one outburst, eh? That's quite the accomplishment. His love for pancakes will never go away, they've always been his favorite. Good luck taking those away from him." England smiled, he held the teacup to his lips and sipped at it again. The memories she had brought up elicited a small laugh from him; pixies and faires, magic, and unicorns. It wasn't like he didn't see them anymore, they were around less frequently and he frowned at that. They used to appear constantly, now they only seemed to pop up when he was in trouble. Arthur let out a bitter sigh, "it feels like just yesterday I was telling you that story, you have grown up haven't you?" He trudged Ashley for a while, taking in her grown appearance before waving off the question. "They've been grand. Arthur smiled humorlessly, setting the teacup in his lap. "Honestly? The whole mafia-family-business matters have been weighing me down, I just recently found a new companion though. Kuniko has been keeping me company, he is a good hand to have when problems arise. That's the only highlight I've had in what, 20 years?" He chuckled bitterly and rubbed his face, "It would be nice to see Matthew and Alfred again, though. I know I've missed quite a bit since all this nonsense started up."