LUCIANA MORRISON
xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx Bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away
Luciana nodded when she stood up and walked to the kitchen. “You got it, but it’ll be black. Don’t really know how to make anything else since it’s all I drink, besides alcohol.” She said with a smile as she started making the pot of coffee. While in the kitchen Luciana didn’t say much as she just quietly made the coffee. She wanted to tell Elena why she was upset, but she wasn’t entirely sure why she was upset with Elena going out. It wasn’t because she was having fun and she wasn’t Lucy could care less about heroes going out and enjoying themselves, actually preferred it since it meant they weren’t on the streets trying to stop her and other villains.
The coffee maker made a slight ding noise that almost startled Luciana as she was in her train of thought. She opened a few cabinets looking for wherever Elena kept her coffee mugs until Elena called out where they were, saying the on a higher shelf. “Oh, thanks.” Luciana said, as she reached up to grab the mugs, getting on the tips of her toes and bending her other leg to reach higher. After grabbing the mugs she poured the two of them the coffee and brought it back to the table. This time instead of leaving a cushion between the two Luciana sat next to Elena.
After a few seconds of Luciana just watching Elena work and drink her coffee, she spoke up to break the silence. “Can’t blame you for trying to have some fun and relieve some steam. Though you wouldn’t catch me dead with a guy, let alone a frenchman. Had some bad run-ins with a few before.” Luciana said with a smirk, not exactly realizing she had just dropped the knowledge to Elena that she wasn’t straight. “So tell me more about these people you think are in charge and stuff. And as you said before, I’m not exactly one to fit in and sneak, so might be harder for me to blend in…” Lucy trailed off. She had unique look about her that she wasn’t afraid to show off, especially if her scars weren’t covered up. “I feel like I have a better chance going through the front door than sneaking in.” She said with a giggle towards Elena, for a second looking into her eyes before turning away thinking back to what Ash had said, just pawns. She picked up the pile of papers on the table about the fake companies and going through them.
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Darius Jori
xxx All alone in the glass house
xxx Lie awake 'til the sun's out
xxx Pink sky when you come down
xxx Sometimes I wanna fuckin' scream or run away,
xxxI don't know
The elevator up to the higher floors mostly quiet, besides the buzz of the elevator. Darius wanted to say some more stuff but could just tell that Ash wasn’t about it, with his short answers, his stature, his remarkable facial features. Darius had to catch himself from staris at him, luckily the elevator door opened. Darius peaked outside to see if there was anyone standing gaurd. “It seems clear, lets go.” He said as he stepped out of the elevator and quickly up the stairs to the left that lead to the roof. “Honestly, was expecting a little bit of security, or atleast something.” Darius said looking back at Ash as he opened the door to the roof, and bumping into someone as he stepped outside.
Darius gasped as this guy in a black hoodie and sweatpants turned to look at them, a radio in his hand. “What are you doing up here?” The man said, but before either of the two could say anything, he spoke up again. “You aren’t supposed to be up here, I’m being paid to keep watch, suppose to give a guy a call if anyone comes up here.” He said as raised the radio to his face. “Wait! We’re, uh,” Darius looked back at Ash for a second, almost begging him to do something. “We came up here for the view. I have a friend who used to live downstairs. I believe it was E8, or something. We don’t want any trouble, if you could just leave us up here for like 15 minutes. I’ll-” Darius walked up to the man, pulling out his wallet and handing him a couple of twenties. “Not much i have, but I would appreciate it.” The man pocketed the money and walked past Ash and down the stairs. “Wow, didn’t think that would work. Don’t exactly like lying. But hey, atleast didn’t need to get violent.” He said with a smile as he walked to the edge of the building.
“Now there’s the building, from what we scouted, looks normal, but every hour a new set of people take breaks outside on the terrace, entrance, and back alley. Some look like a coffee break, smoke break, or just venting. But it’s every hour, so i doubt its normal breaks, probably under covered guards.” Darius said as he pointed to each area. “Theres a garage entrance in the back, requires keycard, Minerva could probably make a copy if she had her hands on one. But we don’t know what it looks like on the inside, think she was trying to get blueprints but having trouble.” He stopped for a second before looking to his left, at Ash. “Well?”