𝓡𝓮𝓭
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Alias: Red | Age: 20 | Gender: Cisfemale | Sexuality: Bisexual | Where: Apartment | Tagged: Charisma, Open
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"Thank you so much," Red said, smiling at the boy. She grabbed two eggs from the carton and cracked them on the side of the counter, opposite of where Charisma had been. She then opened the cracks with her fingers, letting the eggs pry open to let all of the yolk out. Red watched the yolk fall onto the pan, her smile now becoming more. It was so satisfying to watch the eggs break and fall, it was almost like manipulating someone to her. Red listened to the other, nodding in response to his complaint. "I understand what you mean. The last time I stole something actually valuable was a week ago. I haven't had the time, or energy to go out in awhile. all of this newbie talk and preparing has taken all of my energy away," The woman was rather bored with what was going on in the group. There was nothing really too exciting happening lately, which angered her a bit. She missed the thrill of being able to steal and get away with things, but now that the FBI has been detecting them even more, there has been no muse to go out. Red took a spatula from one of the drawers and began to swish the eggs around. "I have an idea - how about after this, we could go do a little something? Maybe mess with some people, steal some things? Sound like a plan?" Red suggested, her eyebrow furrowing at the idea entirely. She knew that Charisma and her would work well as a team, as they have in the past, but probably even more so that they were alone and had no guidance.
𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓴𝔂
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Alias: Lucky | Age: 21 | Gender: Cismale | Sexuality: Bicurious | Where: Abandoned Warehouse | Tagged: Warehouse group
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Lucky looked at the female who began to speak directly at him. He extended his hand as she did, ready to shake it with pride. He wasn't one for showing off his confidence, but he did have it. It was a subtle confidence, something that soothed people rather than intimidate them. "The name's Peter, although most people who know me call me Lucky. I'm okay with either," The male said, smiling. To a professional, he probably seemed too enthusiastic for the job, but there was always something about him that was odd and interesting to others. Maybe it was the fact that he was so mellow, or maybe it was because he could do some damage if he really needed to. "Now, you're probably wondering, what makes me an asset to this group? To be honest, I don't know. I've always had a love for stealing, killing if need be. I'm very cooperative, always have been. Other people that I've worked for have always found me to be quite, interesting. I have an intriguing personality for being such a thief, but that shouldn't determine how good of a job I can do. I've been in the business for 5 years, after I got emancipated. Honestly, if you don't recruit me, it doesn't matter too much. I'm probably a small speck to the world, but I can guarantee you that I have what it takes to be a member of this group." Lucky smiled and dipped his head in a friendly manner. He was the kind of person to throw all his chips in the bag and push his luck, but that's the very reason people called him Lucky. For no matter how enthusiastic he could be, which was annoyingly a wealthy amount, he still ended up being quite lucky.