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Maya Stillwater

Maria's best friend, she also lived within the Bistro and is well aquantied with the Oocheto Family.

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a character in “The Black City”, as played by xfaithyx123

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Maya Stillwater

Role:

Cocktail Waiteress/Maker

Age:

23

Gender:

Female

Skin tone:

Pale rose

Eye colour:

Dark chocolate brown

Skin features:

A mole on her right shoulder and a tattoo on her left hand that stops just below her elbow, her ear lobs and her right rook are pierced also.

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Height:

5'8 Foot

Weight:

132Ibs

Hair colour:

Dark brunette

Hair style:

Can change from straight, curly and tied up but she always has a full fringe.

Body Appearance:

Slender with muscular tones that are flattering to her hourglass frame, she has a big bust and ass.

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Sexuality:

Bisexual, she is openly do as she has a high sex drive.

Personality:

She is a witty character and always finds herself in sticky situations though her silver tougue can get her out off nearly everything and as a Cocktail Waitress/Maker she can get alot of tips for this. She as strong willed and hard to break and cames secrets locked up unless someone gives her something she wants as in her words, ''Knoweledge is Power.''

She is a good listener too making her a great friend and spy. You can never see her as predictable because she simply isn't as she can easily become a friend as much as a foe but with the Oocheto family her loyality is thick and unshaken, not even her most desired thing or person could make her betray them, she would die for them is she needed too.

History:

She grew up near the Oocheto family and her ability to listen but stay hidden got her noticed at a young age, she was only nine years old and was living on the streets, they took her in whether it was out of pity or usefulness she didn't know or care she was just happy to be able to have a home even if she had to work behind the Bistro until she became the age of eighteen to work as a Cocktail waiteress/Maker though she only learned to make cocktails at the age of 20 and has been doing it since.

She also has high training in kick boxing, of course only a number of people know this like Maria, her best friend and Cole Maria's brother. Most of the Oocheto family know this but rarely see it, but when they do it is both surprising and helpful. She is not bothered by the idea of dirtying her hands with other people's blood.

She lives in the Bistro just a small room as hers, more like a walk in wardrobe but she didn't mind, as long as she had a place ot sleep, wash, eat and put her clothes, bags, shoes and cash she was happy plus she could drink as much as she wanted. What? Just because she works with and lives with the Oocheto family doesn't mean she isn't going to have fun!

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_-*Her theme song*-_

So begins...

Maya Stillwater's Story

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe

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_-*Song for her fisrt post*-_

Maya's alarm rang throughout her bedroom and she jumped up hitting her head on the shelf above her and she would turn he body around and bury herface into her pillow and groan. ''I really need to move that shelf to a less deadily place..'' She would groan out, it muffled in the pillow.

She would then literally roll out of her bed and stretch long and hard with a small long winded yawn. She then would walk out from her room into the nearest bathroom in the Bistro where she worked as a Cocktail waiteress and maker but also lived. She had been living with the Oocheto family ever since she was nine years of age and had been working for them since she was eighteen.

She was stark naked, she didn't wear pjs to bed but her youthful and sexy body was a good selling point of the bussiness and though she looked inoccent, she was far from it. Afterall she worked with the Oocheto family. She could be your friend one day then your enemy the next but her loyality was thicker than blood with the Oocheto family and nothing could change that.

She would shower quickly then start drying and straightening her hair, though she didn't always straighten her hair, she was one of those girls that liked to experiment andit was the same for sex. She then walk back into her bedroom and put her make up on, that looked natural with a thick black line on her top eyelid that made her lashes longer with a small swipe of masara and some deep red lipstick.

With a nod of approval of her make up she would get dressed, this consist of a black stiletto skirt with a slit on the back, it was made of silk and a black bra with a white shear shirt, the collar loose and afew buttons undone with black heels with silver studs on their heels. She would finally put on silver earrings with white feathers on them. She looked sexy and elegant all in one and she would smile in her mirror. ''To become every man's dream.'' She would proudly say then blow a kiss to her reflection as she stood up from her make up desk.

She would close her bedroom door carefully and lock it, putting her room key in her bra then walk to the bar front and wave to Maria, a good friend of hers, even a best friend. It was her shift now. Placing on hand on her curvy hip then look down Dominic Rowe, biting her bottom lip then looking to Maria with a suggestive smile. ''Went fishing then?'' She ask jokingly then she'd turn her head to Dominic and nod her head as a greeting. ''Hello handsome, how about a cocktail from this fine girl right here?'' She'd ask in confidence and sexiness as she rested her elbows on the bar counter, her breasts on show as usual for her. She was a flirtful character and that was not going to end anytime soon.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Hayden Rae-Louise Moore Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: John Lyons Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis

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When Jackson threw himself into the bistro, garnished in his grand entrance under the harlequin light fixtures, Maria raised an eyebrow. For a moment she felt frantic, as if she should run and primp herself. It wasn't so much the need to impress as it was for her own peace of mind. Plus, she couldn't deny the fact that she wanted to maintain her standing as the lustrous, polished femme who basically ran the joint. Jackson strode to the bar, regarding Dom with such permissible charm that it unnerved her for a moment. A smile tugged at the corner of the Italian girl's carmine lips as she nodded and fetched him his drink.

Beyond the bistro walls, the wind howled hungrily. The sound of it was blood-chilling. As Maria slid a drink towards Jackson, she winked, "On the house. For your return," then she clicked on the flat screen at the bar to check the weather. A hasty, older gentleman was gesturing along a green screen in the path a storm was supposed to hit. Seemed the weatherman himself was rushing to get home and beat the storm. She could have guessed by the way the sky ate up the moon, its clouds billowing darkly and rumbling. She knew Windy City all too well. Her eyes darted to the window, as if she were expecting a downpour right then and there.

"I guess we better batten down the hatches," she joked to herself and the crowd at the bar. Just as she was going to further weather forecast for them all, John brushed in past her. "Well look what the goddamn cat dragged in," Maria purred, laughing a little. "You know you're lucky you've been with us so long and I like you so damn much, or I'd have fired your ass." She licked a tab and stuck it to his forehead playfully, "Fetch the gentlemen and the end of the bar their shots, will you?" Maria noticed his attention being drawn by Hayden. To say the least, she didn't blame him, but it was certainly expected.

Shortly after John, Maya blew right in as well. "Well goddamn," Maria muttered, raking her eyes over her friend and coworker, "It's about time." She went right to her usual business, tripling and playing with the men at the bar. Maria playfully rolled her eyes.

Aurora stood by the entrance, charming the customers as she was so innately good at. Maria adored the girl for her concern and warmheartedness. She perhaps felt that where she lacked, Aurora thrived. The small young lady started decorating and enhancing a tray with drinks. Inevitably, Maria was proud. The bistro had become her dream, chased with a little bit of her worst nightmares.

The night dragged on, getting older and sapped. When the dinner rush finally died down to only one or two customers, Maria announced to her staff, "I would just like to say you've all been doing a magnificent job," she wore a kitten smile, running a hand through her hair and plucking the roses from its undulated veneer. By this time, the rain had started in small spurts. "If you're new around here, you'll get used to the rain killing our business sometimes." With her informative tone, she could have been a sultry teacher.


[ATTN: The Jackson I mentioned in my posts before our Jackson started posting is a completely different person. Sorry for any confusion and my lack of clarification, but carry on in the same direction. It's going great.]

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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Maya sighed in relief as the Bistro quieted down, almost empty. She would pat her hair to give it more volume and head to the bar and pout herself a gin and tonic and swinging it down her throat in a gulp but somehow it still looked sexy, it was a talent as she would say then she would go ahead and clean the glass and place it back with its cousins in the bar glass cabinet.

Then she would walk behind Maria and hug her from behind. ''You worked hard to love, don't for get that.'' She would compliment and as she released from the hug she would wink at Maria then bump her ass into Maria's playfully and stick her tongue out at her.

She would finally sit down on a stool and unbutton her white shear shirt further and flap her hand at her face to get some air then check out her red polished nails and smile in approval. She not vain she just liked to take care of herself, plus it was a good thing to be as hit as she was and maintain it.

She would look to Maria again, her playful attitude going and becoming a warm kind on in it's place. ''So, how is your father?'' She would ask. Afterall he did take her off the streets as well as Maria and her siblings. Her was grateful to the man and had the utmost respect of him, though one day she would like to do small jobs for him as thanks some time, depending on his allowance.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Roxanne Fox Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis

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Cole had spent the majority of his night lazily sunken into a chair beside his Armani-decorated father. A few times here and there, he'd wander to the bar. He felt as though he was attracting too much attention from Roxy, and he had to protect himself… And Aurora. Once or twice he'd receive figurative and sign language jabs from Jackson or other friends. He'd hazily smile, sipping on a drink, too lethargic to reel up his middle finger in reply.

From where he sat now, licking his lips and messing with a house of cards he'd built, he could still watch the dining room below. Occasionally Cole and Big Daddy would exchange whispers, chuckles traveling on the smoke that exhaled through their lips. The smoke would seemingly linger due to the dim lighting. It would cloak the terrace in a prolonged cloud of secrets. Big Daddy stroked his chin, watching as the employees gathered below for their praise and follow-up with Mae. He rose to his feet, grabbing his hat and slipping it on before adding, "Buonanotte, mio figlio." Cole packed his new carton of cigarettes, shaking his head and replying, "Yeah yeah, go get some rest you old bastard."

His father stopped just short of the first step down, holding his arms out. "Don't forget to tell the girls I need them in the city tonight. We didn't have enough business tonight to let them off the hook." A curvy fox followed him to the stairs, coat in hand. She draped it over him and smoothed the back of it before kissing him on the cheek, careful not to leave a trace of lipstick. Cole yawned, and dully commented, "You know it's raining, right?"

"Stronzate!" Big Daddy yelled gruffly, chopping his hand through the air in an irritated way. Not a single soul in the restaurant had to take Italian lessons to know that he was swearing. They could tell by his rough tone of voice. He quickly stuck a cigar in his mouth as the entire bistro fell silent in his wake. At 6'3" he wasn't exactly the easiest to approach or talk to. Employees stared upward, fear stricken. Sucking on the gar fervently, he stepped towards his son, leaning in close and pointing his fingers that held the blunt. With three ferocious pokes to Cole's chest he said, "Put those fucking girls outside." He cleared his throat then, adjusting his coat and heading out the door. "Thanks for ashing on me, dick." Cole barked as his father opened the door. Put those girls outside. Like they were bad dogs, or something. Cole hated that, really. But he never spoke on it too much. Sympathy didn't pay.

Big Daddy simply shook his head at his son, smirked, nodding to Jackson and Dominic. Then dismissed himself for the night. All 6'1" of Cole stood, brushing the ashes from his father's cigar from his white button-up polo shirt. He tugged at his tie hotly, then ran a hand across his mouth as he looked at Roxanne. He wished she would stop with that fucking pouting, causing desire to wrench in his stomach. He shot her a look of sympathy about the whole 'going outside' affair. With a mock, open-mouthed grin, he peered down at the employees, his little sister, Aurora, and Maya, "Carry on." His sister just rolled her eyes.

He took his time getting down the stairs, his jacket draped over his arm. When he reached the bar, he leaned against it and shot Mae a look, "Apparently it wasn't a good enough night, if we're sending our girls out into the goddamn rain." Maria silenced her brother, and widened her eyes at him as if saying, "Shut the fuck up you idiot." Again, he did that comical grin as if he were laughing without making any sound. He looked like a theater mask. Turning his attention to Aurora shortly after, he flirtily growled, "Where you from? You come here often?"

He finally took a seat near Dom and Jackson, grinning and slapping Jackson on the back, "Where the hell you been, you sneaky bitch? How was vacation?"

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto

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Maya pouted alittle then giggled as she watched Maria and Cole jab eachother at the sides jokingly, she would then jump up from her seat and wave, her breasts boucing as she did so. ''Come back safe Cole!'' She would say loudly meant in love.

Then she would sigh and slowly turn her head to Maria. ''Am I useful? I mean...lately I just feel like I am doing nothing..'' She'd sigh again as she buttoned up her shear shirt up again as the heat she felt earlier disappeared then she would rest her head on the counter. ''I am over thinking again, aren't I Maria?'' She would ask in a half question, half answer to herself.

Then she jumped up again she got from her seat, grabbing a cloth and started to slowly wipe down the many tables that were empty, picking up plates as she went through, her balance never faultering as she started to stack up the plates on her left arm, still looking gracefully as she did then she would got to the kitchen and leave then dishes on the side for the washers to take care of it.

Then she would walk back, her black silver studded heels clicking on the floor and her hips swaying as she continued to wipe down tables and pick her glasses and dishes going back and forth two times. She was remarkable strong, fast and balanced and lets not forget good at listening. She then would smile at the customers still in the Bistro and head back to the bar front.

She would pour herself another gin and tonic, this time bigger which meant she was going to sip it this time....she drank to much sometimes and out of bordum she would drink also. But she wasn't really any trouble when she did get drunk she was just a big ball of love.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: Roxanne Fox Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis

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With alert senses, Maria paid close attention the the sounds outside without looking much to the window anymore. Stealing glances at her sensual, suggestive friend Maya, she rolled her neck a bit and groaned, "And damn, I'm feelin' it,"
"Feeling something, that's for sure," one of the employees cracked about her bodily posture, her neck arching.
"Shut up!" Maria snapped, followed up with a laugh.
This eased the tension of some of the new hires, who found it sanctioned to laugh and talk only when others did. Most of them were painfully shy. That mold would be broken soon enough. Maria nodded to Jackson and Dom as she continued with her duties.

Maria duly noted that Skye was going above and beyond her tasks, washing down tables before she even announced they were closing up. The girl could take a hint. Maria liked that. She wiggled her toes a bit which were aching, looking around the room at her staff. Beauty truly was pain.

When the girl approached her, seeming anxious, Maria returned, "I know who you are, Skye." With that, she began counting up her drawer, her eyes never leaving the money as her manicured fingers stroked the bills with ease. "It's nice to see someone actually busting their ass on the first day and not hiding behind a food rack." She wrapped a stack of twenties in a rubber band and tucked them into the drawer, sighing and flipping her hair a bit before looking at the dark-haired young woman, "I don't believe we have."

Maria more or less completely disregarded Roxanne's crass admission. She got on well enough with the woman, but sometimes she just was not in the mood. Her eyes followed John as he fetched the femme a drink, her lips pouted for persuasion in any man's direction. To pair up, almost, Maya jumped up and down and jokingly jabbed at Cole, her chest bouncing all over the place. Maria gawked at her friend, smiling subtly, "You're useful for drawing attention with your chest," she burst into laughter. "No, M, you're great. I'd be lost without you." She admitted sincerely.

Before Maria could say much more, the vixen was off cleaning tables. She called out, "You better let me borrow those shoes sometime!" with her eyes focused on the studded heels. Lord knew she could afford it herself, but Lord also knew she'd be far too exhausted to go shopping any time soon. She did have enough money, she could just hire someone to tote her around on their shoulders while she picked out new manias and clothes. The thought made her laugh.

She nudged Aurora, suggesting, "Do we trust our new employees enough to invite them to a little shindig back at the house?"

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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Maya took a sip of her gin and tonic and giggled with Maria as she noted her lovely assets on her chest. She would then squish them together. ''You know you love em!'' She would laugh out then she would take another sip of her gin and tonic with a refreshed sigh at the end of it.

Tilting her hand at Maria as she rested her chin on her hand her red lips would part. ''You know all you have to do and jump onto my bed and look through my wardrobe, afterall we have the same shoe size.'' Taking a sip of her drink again, looks like she was drinking too fast again but when the place wasn't busy she would always end up drunk or shirtless, both funny and alluring in thier own right. ''Or is it that you don't come into my room because you won't get out without my hands all over your body?'' She would tease, sticking her tougue out.

She then would smile at Skye, her cheek alittle blushy due to the alcohol swimming in her gut. ''You are doing great, if you weren't I'd be the first to know, my ears are everywhere afterall.'' She would giggle at the end little though it was indeed, true that she heard everything.

She would then jump up again, her breasts boucing in motion and excitment filled her face. ''Maria! You and me should got shopping together! I would hold the bags of course, because you work hard enough.'' SHe would smile warmily at Maria, it was obvious Maria and Maya had a closely knitted relationship just by looking at them, two peas in a pot as poeple would say.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Suri Desmond

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Suri Desmond

Suri Desmond was just finishing up things in her tattoo shop, she recently put a help wanted sign in the tattoo shops window. She was in need of a secretary or something, she was annoyed of the phone ringing when she was working on a tattoo, it definately disturbed her train of thought. She grabbed a coupls bills from her safe then made sure to lock it back up. Once the shops lights were off and the doors were locked she made it outside where it was raining. "Damn this weather" she muttered as she ran to her corvette.

Once she was in the dry confines of her car she took out her phone and sent a text to Maria.
To:Maria
From:Suri
Hey dahling im on my way. Fuckin' weather is nasty. Save me a drink ;)


Once the text was sent she pulled put a cigarette and lit it up, she inhaled in then let out a ring of smoke from her out "devine" she whispered then turned on her car. She peeled out of the parking lot and sped her way down the road. Usually she would walk to the Bistro but today because of the weather she drove.

Ten minutes later she found a parking spot right in front of Bucas. She got out of her car and ran to the entrance of the Bistro. She flew open the doors and once inside she shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair a couple times. Suri was wearing this, she decided to wear something comfortable today. Once she felt she was presentable she took confidence steps inside and took a look around until she found the familiar faces of her friends.

She made her way to the bar and gave Maria and Aurora a grin " 'ello honeys, hows your day going? Damn weather is awful out there" she took a seat ontop of the bar and gave Maria a grin "is it too late to get a couple shots of scotch? Id love you forever, even though you already know I do". She then took a look at the woman she was sitting in front of her "Oh hi there Maya, you may want to stop all that bouncing or your tits will be popping out" she gave a grin, clearly looking at Mayas breasts, she then looked to the womans face "though I bet a few of us won't mind that" she teased then looked back to Maria. "Im hiring at the shop so if you know anyone that would be interested send them my way".

Taking a look around she saw a few fresh faces "ah I see you got some new fresh meat Maria, any of them in need of some goods" she had a twinkle in her eye as she asked.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Roxanne Fox

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Skye Keaton

Skye nervously bit her lip as Maria said she already knew who she was "of course you would know..um yeah well this is my first job and I just want to do it right". She stepped back a bit as she was unsure of what to do, she took a look around at the small crowd and had a feeling she was the youngest one there. She usually was upbeat and social but something about this crowd madebher feel like she was two feet tall.

She noticed the blonde who she saw earlier come to the bar and start flirting with the guy Aurora called Coloe. Everyone seemed to know one another and she just felt a little bit unsure of herself at the moment. She then noticed a woman speaking to her, telling her she was doing great "uh thanks I guess...whats your name, my names Skye".

Just then a woman with streaked blonde and black hair walked in and made herself comfortable ontop of the counter of the bar. Skye took a few steps back and looked to Aurora who was speaking to Cole. "Um isnthere anything else that needs to be done for the night?" she asked in a low voice that might have been hard to hear.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: John Lyons Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis

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Dominic smiled a short thoughtful smile, "Yeah... Crazy." He would have gone on to say something else, although he wasn't entirely sure what he would say and seemed rather contented with the view of Maria's theigh. Then the problem was solved as the place began to flood with familiar faces, the first being Jackson who must have just returned from the job in Bermuda. That'd line his pockets a little more, but regardless of the money he returned the nod and greeted him. It wasn't long after that before John arrived, quite late to say the least which was usually unlike him. Dominic nodded to him also and was then greeted by a very familiar voice. Handsome, only one person every really called him handsome, and he turned his head to give Maya a nod and a smile. "A cocktail? Heh, maybe later huh?" as always Dom would try to keep his eyes off Maya's well displayed 'assets', but again did a terrible job. "You wanna be careful with those, you'll have someones eyes out." He chuckled and so did a few of the surrounding locals.

Dominic's eyes shot back to his side when the boss passed them by and gave a nod. He returning it readily and continued to look that way as Cole came down the stairs. It was a mystery that he'd never fallen down them and broken his neck with the amount of times Dom had seen him drunk in here. Then again, it was a suprise that occassionally pulling a gun in drunken rage was the norm here. All in all he he wouldn't trade it for the world. Now that he had greeted everyone he had time to look over what was happening around him. Dom was sure that he wasn't the only one that must have picked up on the spark between John and Hayden, the way they both subtly paused in their actions for just a second. Maybe not everyone had noticed, but Dominic had a keen eye for the small details.

Dom let his eyes move over to Jackson, looking him over properly for the first time. He didn't really seem to show it but Dom assumed he must be exhausted from the trip, shipping being one of the more demanding parts of Cosa Nostra. No one had really refered to the business as 'this thing of ours', but upon observation there wasn't much difference. Dom respected Jackson, and he knew that Jackson respected him. They worked well together in most cases and didn't have much to fall out about. Part of him looked up to Jackson, he knew what he was doing, and Dom was glad to learn as much as he did just by working with him. He noticed the wink that passed from Jackson to Maria, and followed it to focus his attention on her now. Dom knew that she wouldn't admit it, but Maria must have been exhausted. He'd seen how much work she'd done in Buca's recently, and honestly didn't know how she managed it.

After a little while Dominic spoke once more, "Hey Maria, I'll have what Jackson's having."

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe

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Maya giggled part as the comment of her breasts from Dominic but also because she was starting to get tipsy...again. She would tilt her head, her long dark burnett locks falling to the side she tilted her head to, her shoulders raised as she rested her elbows on the bar counter and a seductive smile appeared on her deep red lips. ''Mmmm...what can I say, if you have it, flunt it.'' She would wink as she flipped her hair to her back then she would point at Maria. ''She would know how much I flunt these babies around.'' She'd giggle out.

Then she would become serious as Dominic mentioned Maria's tiredness, taking a sip of her gin and tonic she would smile at him, her cheeks even more rosey than a minute ago. ''Maria does work so much, and hard. I am glad I am as close as I am to her because someone who works hard means devotion. I like her for that reason.'' She would then turn her head to Maria. ''But honey, you need to have a break and if shopping is on your list then I will gladly help you out there.'' She would smile warmly at Maria then return to her drink finishing it.

She was not a serious sort of person, she was a fun loving, sexual and caring person and lived in the moment whether it was parties or sex. She didn't think of the 'what ifs' She just did it and learned from each experience. BUt when she became serious it was to do with the Oocheto family affairs and people within it. She was loyal to them, and them only.

She would stand, with abit of a stumble to the bar and pour herself another gin and tonic....without the tonic and sit back into her stool, crossing her legs in the process and smile to Dominic as she took a sip from it. If 'Big daddy' comes out he might find her amusing tonight, but then again, she did get away with murder!

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe

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Maya's bouncing re-enlivened Maria, giving her that second wind that she so desperately needed while at work. "Boobies are nice," she said playfully, then stuck her tongue back out, "But my door swings a' that way," she swept her hands in the general direction of the male population. A few of them laughed and even got enraptured. "I think I'm going to come over one of these days before work and scale your closet," Maria admitted, her dark lashes batting thoughtfully.

With a yawn and certain feline poise, Maria announced, "Alright everyone let's close up and ---" she paused for a moment, reaching into one of her black thigh-highs to retrieve an iPhone. As she scrolled through it casually, she said, "Clean up; it's easy, dishes need to be done, tables need to be stripped, silverware needs to be wrapped." The femme smiled absentmindedly at her text from Suri who would be showing up all too late, but she would definitely keep the bar open for the fine lady.

"Everyone helps everyone around here, we don't have shit if we don't have a team." Concluding her speech, she clapped her hands twice, a cue for them all to start. Her father had warned her about her rather sharp, graphic tongue. He told her it wasn't lady like and she was the shining gem of the establishment, to which she replied, "Is there an arranged marriage I don't know about?"
"Well, no." He'd say, bewildered a bit by his daughter's cunning wit.
"Well then I have no one to entrap or impress." She'd snap back.


When Suri sauntered in shortly before someone chained the front doors, Maria's cochineal, perfect lips spread into a pleased grin, "Thought you'd never come." With that, she slid behind the bar, flipped a few bottles around and poured her friend a drink, muttering in response as she did so, "Tons of fresh meat." She served the drink with elegant ease, and stated loudly, "Hear that? Any of you need a part time gig, you can go to Suri here; don't go quitting on me though, or I'll track you down."

Some nervous giggles were heard before Maria waved a hand to signify she was merely joking. With a nod to her friend Aurora, she whispered, "What do you think about this Skye girl?" Then, her head jerked in the direction of the dark-haired, pierced ingenue. "She seems a little odd, but she's working hard, right?"

When Dominic commented on Maya's assets, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, attempting to purse her ruby lips to suppress it. Then, she returned to bartending. Even after hours, the show went on. She perhaps even liked this bit of business the best, watching everyone unwind while the wind howled just beyond the doors, the rain pounding on the roof. Upon Dominic's request, Maria's eyes met his with a particular regard. She gave the gentlemen another round of drinks before leaning across the counter to speak to her brother in a hushed tone.

"You better ask the girls to go work, I don't want you to get in any more trouble with dad." She rustled his hair up a bit, smiling in a way that most hadn't had the pleasure of experiencing first hand.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto

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Maya would laughly full heartedly then she would point her hands to the male and female population within the Bistro and wink. ''I sway like a boat, both gental and rough.'' She would say proudly then hiccup, her cheeks blushed full with redness now. The she would turn her head to Aurora as Cole left the room, she would wave to him again, she was just like that. Warm and friendly with the Oochetto family and abit flirty and witty with them. But she never would see them as anything else other than Family.

She would smile at Aurora as she finished her gin up then slid the glass away to stop her from refilling though to be honest that never worked, it just became a habit of hers when she reached a certain level of drunkness. ''You know, Cole is a brother to me right?'' She would bluntly say but not in irritation or annoyance. She could understand Aurora's feelings and so just wanted to ell her that she had no reason to be worried when it came to her and Cole, she would just play around with him like brother and sisters would sometimes it would end up with a busted lip or a black eye but that was just play fighting.

Afterall, she was living with the Oochetto family!

She then would stand, this time wobbling on the spot and she would take her heels off, her black polished toes wiggling for a moment then she would place her black, silver studded heels onto the bar counter, it was obvious that the studs were made ot hurt as to the touch it would be like a spike.

She would smile drunkenly, she would point to everyone. ''Safety first!'' She sing out as she glided or...gracefully wobbled her way to the gin again....

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Hayden Rae-Louise Moore Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: John Lyons Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe

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"I slipped in when you were hitting up the bar for another refill." Jackson said with a smart tone. He liked Cole when he wasn't completely stressed by his fathers serious demeanor. Cole didn't realize it yet, but his old man wasn't making the girls hit the streets in the rain because he was a vicious asshole. There were moneys owed, not only that but there's the -grease-to consider. Jackson knew how it was. Cops need arrests, arrests raise money and keep the boys in blue and their families up. Cops could harass the real business, or bust hoes for a night or two in jail and a fine, or they can be up the bosses ass. It was actually a favor, less patrons would be looking to get a girl tonight,a few would get picked up, and the -grease- would keep the cogs from squeaking. Good kid, still want catching on to the hard part of the business though. He'd catch on soon though.

Jackson knew everyone around here. But the new folks he'd have to catch up on. "You girls get a chance, you should come with me in the next couple hours so I can give you the official Ochletto welcome message and official speech about what you need to know, and what you don't. Don't say anything else, just say yes, and we'll talk in the kitchen once its all locked up to the public for the night. I'm sure Maria or any of our long time employees will accompany you if you feel so inclined. But..." And he drank down another whiskey that he had ordered a few minutes prior as he was listening in on all the little subtleties already developing. "Dominic, Cole, and Myself are the safest people in the world to deal with. We will discuss the rest in a bit." He reached into his jacket and withdrew a buying flip phone, mashed a button and read a text or two. The boss didn't like texting, but he would text Jackson once he understood how encryption and burner phones worked. That black little phone was wiped daily, and tossed completely for a new one every time a major job went down. No names, only numbers. Everybody had a number, and each number translated to a name. The cipher was done in head, based on the date, and was not written down. The boss had come to love Jackson's talents. Even if texting still pissed off the old Sicilian. No one could call the boss a fool, anyone who thought he want on to of his shit was a dreamer. But he was a man.

Jackson snapped the phone shut. He didn't think Cole was really a safe guy, but for these girls purposes, respect to Cole, he said so. If they were at all smart, they'd just talk little and keep their ears shut and eyes on the Bistro work.

This had all been rather serious, but Jackson smiled. He was going to lighten the mood a little, he meant for them to understand his seriousness, not be terrified of him. He had a charming southern drawl after a couple drinks...it was something that he couldn't hide, though he was embarrassed of his southern origins, it was probably that bent toward gentleman behavior that kept him from being a sociopath. Instead, he was just a good man who was paid to do bad things. Sometimes to good people, though it broke his heart the times it came to that. He did though, with military assuredness.

He spoke again, after his final drink, cleaning up his own drink and wiping down his own section of bar. He didn't make any more work for the girls than he absolutely had to. They already worked harder, in many ways, than he ever had. No need to be an entitled prick. "Let's see, Maria? Who are the new girls? Hayden, I've seen working the bar...who else needs the chat? Anyone you're curing loose after tonight?" He shot a glance at Maya, who he didn't particularly like. Attractive yes, but so was his bike, and he had a feeling it would be quieter in the long run.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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Aurora had looked over to Maya and smiled nodding her head a bit, a slight blush on her face as she stood there. She was a bit embarrassed for letting some of her own emotions getting the best of her, and for others finding out about it. She nodded her head in understanding to Maya, "I am sorry, I don't usually get jealous. I feel bad for doing so." she said laughing slightly and rubbing the back of her head once again. "But thank you for that comment, and I am glad you are such good friends with him." she told her cheerfully.

She watched Maya take her shoes off, and were shocked to see how pointy they were, part of her wanted to touch it out of pure curiosity, but didn't act on her impulse. Aurora watched as she started to wobble her way to the gin, and moved to take the woman's arm as to keep her from losing her balance. "Maybe you have had enough to drink for tonight." she told her. "You are getting a little shaky on your feet there.

Aurora always got a bit worried when people drunk to much, scared that they will end up hurting themselves in the long run, or they would do something silly. "Why don't we get something else for you to drink, maybe water...or something?" she offered as she was going to put the gin up and away from Maya, that way she wasn't tempted to get into it anymore then she had been.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis Character Portrait: Suri Desmond

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Once the tables were stripped, leaving the once glorious ballroom-like dining hall bare, Maria's tensed, wired disposition eased. Her shoulders seemed so square all night, her collar bones fighting against her skin as if they wanted out. She carried herself relaxed enough, but her lack of sleep was eating her from the inside out. "That you do," the small Italian young lady noted in retort to Maya. Sometimes, when her employees abused their alcohol privileges, she had a pang of annoyance stream through her. "I agree with Aurora: you might want to slow down, buttercup." Maria teased.

The rain outside drew her. Just beyond the glass she saw a few of the girls unenthusiastically make their way onto Main. Suddenly she was longing for her bedroom, where once home, she'd crawl out onto the stunted roof top and inhale the weather. That was then, though. After she locked up the liquor cabinets, her beloved Red Oak polished, she sat again. It felt so good to rest her aching feet. She had to wonder how the call girls did it all night long, walking back and forth.

Maria rolled her eyes in a deriding manner at Jackson about his speech, shaking her head then looking up at the light fixtures. She shut a few of them off, the last bulbs buzzing with energy remaining at the bar. When he finished his drinks, Maria gathered the empty glasses, some glittering with alcohol still. "We have Skye, Hayden…" Maria tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Who else do we have now, Aurora?" She asked her long time friend.

"I'll handle business accordingly, Jackson," Maria warned in a sultry tone, "Don't you worry your little head about my management duties." Laughing, she finished up with drying some of the glasses. Her eyes occasionally drifted to Suri, looking over her in a way that almost spoke admiration. "You tellin' me my looks aren't good enough now, sugar?" Maria mused to Suri. She served her friend one last drink for the evening, checking the clock occasionally.

When Cole strode back in, Maria looked at him with puppy eyes. She was ready to go home. He knew it as soon as it started raining. The night wasn't too mundane, but she was seeking something more. Even if a few of the family's friends and employees gathered at her and Cole's place for the night, chances are she'd disappear onto the rooftop regardless. Sometimes she thought she should drag bottle of Jack Daniel's out with her, just to have some fun with herself. But, she never really wanted to touch the stuff.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto

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Aurora looked to Maria when she asked who all the new help was. She looked at her blankly, a small blush falling onto her face as she gave her friend as shy smile. "Those are the main ones that I can think of." she told her softly. "I am sorry, I am awful." she told her gently. "But I have seen many news faces. Like Maya and Jackson and Suri and Dominic and a bunch of others!" she said happily as she stood there. "And I am really happy to have met every ones tonight." she told her friend as she stood there.

She watched as Skye was cleaning the silverware and smiled kindly. "It's all looking good." she told her cheerfully as she stood there and was just relaxing for the most part as she kept a hand on Maya's arm. She watched as the girl was picking other things up. Smiling she got out the tips that she got for the night, and went to put them down on the table. "Don't for get your tip Skye!" she called back to the girl.

It wasn't long until Aurora started to get a bad feeling in her gut. She stood there silently for a moment, before her eyes had trailed over to the kitchen. She looked to Maria and back to the kitchen rising an eye brow. Ever so slowly she started to let go of Maya's arm. "I am going to trust you to stand for now." she told her kindly. "I am going to check on Cole for a moment." she said softly as she was already starting to head back to the kitchen. When she walked in on the scene, she was a bit shocked to see Cole holding a dagger to some mans face and a woman crying to leave the other man alone.

She was even more shocked to see that Cole was a bit battered and bloody. Trying to be quite, she went and grabbed the only weapon she could really grab at that moment. Which was small frying pan. Holding the frying pan in her hand, she was slowly starting to sneek up behind the other woman. Planing to hit her in the back of the head with it, in case she would try to attack Cole. She didn't look to be in the right frame of mind, which made Aurora worry even more about the safety of others.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Hayden Rae-Louise Moore Character Portrait: Skye Keaton Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: John Lyons Character Portrait: Dominic Rowe

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Jackson got up, smiling at this young girl. She was nervous, they usually were. But she's made life easier on him by dieting up here tonight. The boss was happy about it too, because he'd have one less item on his very long list of shit. Jackson noted the cool and regal esteem the Buca gave off when dimly lit, and rising from his stool headed back past the cluster at the end of the bar near the kitchen.

"Maria, we're going to go talk over something upstairs. If you would please bring us a bottle of Sangria and a couple of disposable cops before you go? Bill me for it, and don't worry with dishes, plastic is fine,I don't want to make any more work for you." It was easy come and go for Jackson, but when he was working, it was just that. He did what he needed to, andexpected no less than full support. He noticed through the kitchen doors, from this vantage point,a fairly messy situation developing.

"Fuck." he said, seeing Aurora brandishing a fucking pan. "Cole! You got it you Fuck?" He yelled that through the kitchen, putting his hand beneath his jacket. Looks like their might be a chat tonight after all.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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Maya pouted as the gin was tooken away from her then she nodded as she submitted to Maria order, like a good doll but would giggle abit then sigh. ''Yeah, sorry everyone.'' She would say with puppy eyes as she but on her heels again, taking a glass of water in the gin's place and gulped it down, surprising though she was wobbling she was recovering rather quickly.

She then would of watched as the bloody event happened around her, her face calm, she had seen this many times and as Maria finished up she would become serious and protective to her and the others around her. ''Mmm...you okay?'' She'd ask already knowing the answer but just trying to cheer Maria up.

She would got into the kitchen, stepping over the blood stains on the floor then back to Maria, wiping away the blood with care. ''Lucky 'Bid daddy wasn't here mmm?'' She would lightly joke with a wink at the end then she would instantly hug Maria, a tight squeeze felt from her and she would whisper into Maria's ear. ''I am glad you are okay.....that could of been worse and that would of been crushing to me...I am glad, you are okay.'' She would smile at Maria as she released from the hug and nod to her.

''Well, I go make the scene of the crime non-existence!'' She would playfully say with her tougue poking out then she would walk away, her balance coming back to her with the bloody rag in her hand.

Swinging the kitchen doors open she would get on all fours and start washing the blood away, she was not afraid of hard labour as when she was a child she would have to work in the kitchen, often seeing scenes of violence and se became used to it in a matter of months, she would strong willed and nothing really could shake that sturdiness of hers easily. Even the daggers of Jackson's eyes had no effect, she knew he didn't like her, maybe it was her openness with her sexuality, her wit and joking nature. She did not know, but she dealt with it as to her he looked sexy when he got angry.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: Jackson William Mathis

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She awoke with a start, the shards of sunlight stabbing at her bare skin as she lay sprawled on her large mattress. To her right, was Aurora curled up next to her, Maria's arm under her head. It took her some time to register what exactly had gone on and why her friend was in her bed. Then it all clicked.

After stashing the body the night before and nearly breaking her back, Cole had taken the girls to some slum neighborhood to dump Shirene. Aurora was anything but complacent when she returned with red-rimmed eyes and a look of exhaustion reeking havoc on her beautiful, young face. That's what this place did to people.

Cole couldn't console her, he was too irritated to do so. In fact, his ego was a little hurt by his sister last night. After he turned Aurora loose, he got right back in his car and went home. Aurora had walked in, her shoulders sagging, just as Jackson was somewhat, well, lecturing Maria. She was being put in her place and as much as she hated it, she would take it. As Aurora stood just by the double doors of the kitchen, Maria scrutinized Jackson's phone screen before sighing, "You would be awfully surprised by how much I know." She hated being underestimated, by it was what they did around here. Always. She followed the comment up with a satisfactory jab to Jackson, "But you're right." Her green eyes raked over him as she fell silent. Was she toying? She was giving him what he wanted to hear.

As he disappeared into the kitchen through metallic doors, Maria sauntered over to her friend, cradling her face and looking her over as she tilted it to her will. With a sigh and a quick glance to Maya in the kitchen, Maria grunted, "He called me Mae, you believe that? What a hot shot." With a very, soft pair of knuckles, she nudged Aurora's face. She wore her mother's smile again, trying to comfort her friend. "You did good tonight, babe." Returning briefly to the bar, she shut the metallic box after killing all the lights except the kitchen.

She led her friend through the doors, muttering about how she would get up and come to clean in the morning. With a soft kick to Maya's ass, she said softly, "Let's all go home and get some sleep, yeah?" That's what probably led to this point. Cole was at the house when they got there, smashed completely and sitting at the kitchen table when the girls poured through the door. There he regarded Aurora with a surprisingly rude, gritty greeting. She could have shanked his ass for that. Treating that poor girl so horribly when she's put up with his BS, flirting, maniacal syndromes and indirect cruelty. But, she didn't want to make a scene. She knew Maya was tired and buzzed, and Aurora was dispirited. Maria tootled the girls up to her room, leaving her brother to his thoughts.


But where was Maya? Did she sleep in Cole's room, was she on the couch downstairs? Maria delicately moved some hair from Aurora's face, carefully lifting her head, not wanting to make her stir. She replaced her arm with a pillow, and slid out of the bed. When her eye's stole a glance at the iHome on her dresser, the ostentatious teal numbers startled her. "Shit," she mumbled, well aware that she had to get to the bistro to clean up. For the first time in her life, she'd be showing up earlier than 11AM, bruised, under dressed, with her hair a mess.

She shimmied into a plain black pair of dark gray yoga pants and a cut up, off the shoulder old white tee. Her hair was disorderly and voluminous, waving in all different directions. Figuring she'd just go with the look, she popped in some oversized hoop earrings. A receipt from Coach lay on her bedside table, on the back of which she scribbled a note to Aurora:
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When she got downstairs, Maya was appropriately draped over the love seat Maria had picked out just a few months ago. Tiptoeing by, Maria slipped into the kitchen, greeted by two empty vodka bottles promptly sitting on the table, staring back at her. She'd get to them later. She silently disappeared out the front door, locking it behind her and digging in an oversized purse for her keys. "Ah ha!" She said with delight, holding up the Ford Fusion keys as she skipped to her car.

It took no time in getting to the bistro, and she was sure since it was a Sunday she had plenty of time. But damn, was it cold out that morning. She had completely forgotten a jacket. She wondered what everyone else would be up to, since Buca wouldn't be opening until four or five. From under the passenger seat, she retrieved an oversized ring that bore a collection of different sized keys that would be essential in getting to the kitchen. When she lightly trotted to the back doors of her father's restaurant, she fumbled with a number of different keys for the numerous different locks on the doors.

Inside, the floors appeared to be clean. That was probably because with help from Maya, they were briefed the night before. The sounds of the bulbs 'zap'-ing and 'zzzt'-ing were unwelcoming to say the least. She got to work with bleach and vinegar, ridding the entire kitchen of the smell. By the time she was working on the closet with little light, she was developing sweat while on all fours, grunting to herself a bit as she diligently cleaned. All areas that could be deemed a biohazard from any type of filth; whether that be blood, food, or grime, she cleaned.

She almost fell over when the door was kicked open, and Big Daddy was standing at the back entrance, sucking on a cigar, irritation flecking his cold Prussian blue eyes. His face was austere, somewhat nerve-racking to his daughter. In fact, this did startle her so much that she slipped and managed to fall over on her ass.
"Che ci fai la mia bambina?" He flicked the cigar on to the pavement outside, closing the door behind him.
"Cleaning up the mess I made," she said matter-of-factly, pushing some hair out of her face with a rubber glove hand from where she sat.
"Mmmm," he sighed, "Why don't you tell me what happened last night?
"I'm sure Jackson could do that for you." She muttered, turning over on all-fours again and scrubbing away tediously at the floor.

Her father was forced to laugh, his daughter's silver tongue never failed to impress or surprise. He was about to step into the kitchen further, but upon scrutinizing the wet floor, he simply stood in his place by the doors, smoothing his Armani suit, "Why do you seem bitter towards him, fiore ciliegio? He keeps everyone safe."
"Your..." she threw a rag into a bucket, "fucking," then wiped a clean rag across her face, "hard hands."
"Wh---" Big Daddy looked confused for a moment.
"Do you want me here, dad?" She asked with sincere curiosity.
"Why would you ask such a thing? Of course I do." His voice was manipulative, deep and blood curdling.
"Well, because I was really beginning to wonder; you see, the way people talk to me and perceive me around this," she stood, and kicked the bucket a little, "Fucking shithole!" She began to act like a maestro as she mocked people, "Maria, do this! Maria, hire a new staff! Maria, can you open for me tonight? Maria, watch the bistro while I go on vacation, to a five fucking start hotel in Italy and leave my shit mess for you!"

He fell silent, observing his daughter's obscure behavior as she repeatedly drove her foot into the bucket, which made another mess. With flat humor playing on his voice, he asked, "Hai intenzione di pulire che troppo?" his hand digging for a cigar, obviously amused. Though he often felt guilty for not spending more time with her, for not being the best father, he wouldn't let it show. He didn't have time to give into her antics. Sure, she was good for almost any duty concerning the bistro. He let her run it because she was the only one he trusted to do so. He was glad she could take hold of a situation and clean up her own mess, but it worried him that she would get a big head and go off the deep end. The Italian femme inhaled with such force that it looked like her green, verdant eyes would pop right out of her head. She simply stared at her father, wiping some of the spilled cleaning liquid up, "I'm quitting." Her tone was equally as flat as his humor.

With a sigh, Big Daddy lit his cigar and tugged at his tie a bit, "Don't be silly, Mae. You know we need you around here."
"Do you? Or is that some bullshit ply to keep me around because you're feeling guilty for being gone most of my life?" Her tone was sharp.
"Don't be stupid, little girl." His voice was demeaning as he shook his head, "You know, you look like your mother."
He shrugged, looking as if he would laugh, then left.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto

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Aurora could of looked like a child sleeping next to Maria. Even though her friend had upset her hours before hand, she knew she could always find comfort in the other girl. Her face was still stained with tears from the night before. Most were not from the what had happened with the woman, but from how Cole treated her. Sure she was use to how he could be cold to her and how uncaring he could be. But she knew that he was more bad then good when he got like that. Stress would get the best of anyone dealing with such a job that he had to deal with. Still it didn't keep her from crying herself to sleep that night, and crying every so often in her own dreams.

Aurora was working on trying to show less and less tears in front of Cole, but no matter how hard she tried it didn't work for the small girl.When Maria had gotten up that morning, she would be able to see the ugly scar that lingered on Aurora's shoulder and upper chest. It was a 'gift' that Cole had gave her a while back and an ugly reminder that Aurora had to be careful to who she did and didn't talk to.

It was a while later that Aurora started to wake up again, she stretched out her body, much like a cat would, and then curled in on herself once again. She felt that Maria's arm was away from her and that a pillow now laid under a head full of dark hair, made curly now from the rain she had been in last night. She had ditched her dress on the floor and was sleeping in a tank top and short shorts that Maria had let her borrow.

Opening her gray eyes she took in notice that Maria had left. Sitting up on the bed she looked over to night stand and saw the note. Tilting her head to the side, reached out and picked it up. Reading it over, she let out a small sigh. She had liked her phone and was a bit sad that she had to destroy it now. But she knew it was just to protect her and everyone else. Getting up, she sat the note back down, hopeful that Maria will come back very soon. She was unsure of how Cole would act towards her when he woke up, or even if he was there. Don't get her wrong, she truly and utterly loved Cole, but he still scared her at points when he got mad.

She had seen every side of him and knew that she would have to take the good with the bad. But she could only trust that he truly did love her and that the bad days would pass. Rubbing her face she stretched, her tank top ridding up a bit to show her flat stomach. Once she put her arms back down, it bunched around her mid area, but she didn't seem to mind to much. Going to the panties draw, she opened it up and took the money that was there. Making a mental note to replace it once she got her wallet back.

Leaving Maria's room, she silently started to walk down the hallways to look for Maya. She was trying not to make a sound at all, and in turn was listening to the other sounds around her. Once she finally spotted the girl, she smiled gently seeing that she was still sleeping. Not wanting to bother her, she took herself to the kitchen. Once she entered it didn't take her long to find the two empty bottles. With out a word, Aurora started to throw the bottles a way and started to clean up the kitchen a bit. Doing dishes and just making sure things were spotless at the house.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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When Maya finally woke up, Aurora greeted her with a cheerful smile. "Good morning!" she said happily as she stood there. "I made somethings to eat if you want to go ahead." she told her happily as she stood there. With a sleepy nod, Maya nodded her head and sat down starting to eat what was on the table. Aurora had just went ahead and made pancakes along with bacon and toast. It was a habit of hers sometimes when she got upset about stuff. She would just go ahead and cook so she could gather her own thoughts together.

"So I was hoping that you could come with me to get an new Iphone today, Maria said that I would need to get one, and I think I should get her one too. Maybe get her a cute case or something as well." she said tilting her head and starting to think think of what kind to get her friend. "Something girly but cute none the less as well." she said happily. Maya had looked up at Aurora as she talked, and gave a simple nod of her head. "Yeah that sounds fine." Maya told her as she sat there. Aurora smiled happily and nodded her head once more.

Aurora had already had a small stack of pancakes herself and was cleaning her plate up. She went down to the table and just sat down. Enjoying the quite for the time being.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto Character Portrait: Sage Rinaldi

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Cole rolled around in his bed, out like a light but thrashing as per usual. His limbs were wrapped and tangled in an exhibition of different fabrics. The king mattress he picked out was always covered in a wide variety of pillows and comforters. He thought maybe if he tried all different sorts of bedding, it would help him sleep better. But he still had trouble getting comfortable. It wasn't completely incurable though. What was alcohol for, anyway?

When he made a final toss, he flopped onto the floor, causing a loud 'thump' to be heard all throughout his house. He groaned, rolling onto his side, his nose throbbing. He didn't want to wear a bandage out in public, looking like some sort of pussy. So he threw a bandage and some peroxide on it just for while he slept. Going to the mirror after getting to his feet, he couldn't help but laugh. He looked goddamn ridiculous with the white strip plastered across the split cartilage.

He tore the bandage off without wincing, wanting to crack his nose badly. Avoiding the urge, he padded into his personal bathroom and turned on the shower head, stretching and yawning. With a toothbrush jammed in his mouth, he pulled his shirt up over his head to reveal a grated chest and abdominal region, his muscles sculpted naturally. He thanked his good genetics for that.

After he was done tossing his dirty clothes aside, he got into the shower, pondering what the day had in store for him. He hoped for more excitement, but hopefully nothing like last night. Quiet nights were boring, but ones that included ridiculous, avoidable messes weren't exciting to him, either. He wondered if his baby sister was cleaning up her mess, speaking of which. As he scrubbed his torso, he muttered something to himself about Rocky with his free arm holding the wall of the shower. He wasn't really going to kill him. He was just going to sock his ass again and dump him with Shirene. It all could have been avoided. To top it all, his little sister initiated some sort of pissing contest when her temper decided to pop off. Why was he the only one she did that to?
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The hot water stung the open wound on the bridge of Cole's nose, causing him to grunt, "Ah, damn." When he finished up, he took no time in sliding into a crisp pair of straight-leg khakis and murdered out vans. Usually he'd throw on a button up, but he wanted to be a little more relaxed. He slid on a gray, short sleeved Ralph Lauren pocket tee and grabbed his wallet as he sauntered down the stairs. Through the open doorway arch, he saw Aurora in some itty bitty shorts and a tank top, sporting the scar his old friend had given to her freely. Maya sat at the table, scarfing down Aurora's pancakes. Cole loved when she made breakfast.
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Aurora got shot while Hughes and Cole were taking down a cop, that, in all fairness, didn't need to be killed. Aurora, playing the kindhearted hero as always, literally took the bullet. Cole remembered how he regarded her when she was squalling on the floor, cradling her injury. How he taunted her about playing the hero while she writhed on the hotel suite floor. He ruined Maria and Aurora's vacation by being a paranoid asshole and busting their hotel door down. God, he was such a dick. Even he knew it. How he got away with half the shit he did, he wasn't sure.

He had a pang of sympathy about the night before, but didn't have time to apologize as he gathered his keys from the counter, catching her eyes for a split second. It was like he was so emotionally crippled, that all he could do was dig around and fetch his wallet to retrieve some money to hand her. He stuck a wad on the counter, mumbling, "Go get yourself some new dresses or something ladies… You deserve it." With that, he was out the door, abandoning a bundle of hundred dollar bills.

When he slid into his Cadillac Escalade SUV, or in other words, his baby, he sunk happily into the driver's seat. He didn't take her out much because in all honesty, he thought the car was too nice just for dismal occasions. Driving a matching Ford Fusion with his sister was getting old though. He pulled out and made his way to a nearby museum, where he was scheduled to meet his kid-dealer, Brent. He parked at a meter, feeling slightly paranoid about his baby being in an over-populated neighborhood.
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When he had his foot halfway through the door, he coughed a bit, "Shit," inhaling what smelt like formaldehyde. Mummies and skeletal pigments lined the walls. He even saw some rows of teeth encased in glass. With a shrug, he strode through casually trying to kill time while waiting for Brent to show up. "Shiii-iii-iit," he heard from the entrance, sure of who it was. When he turned, he was met with amused brown eyes that were duly noting their surroundings.
"There's The Goods," Cole said, opening his arms wide and grinning, "Where the fuck you been, man? You're like a ghost."
"Man I'm so goddamn busy with these junkies it's unreal," the young man said, smacking Cole on the back.
"What a coincidence, just what I need to talk to you about." Cole smirked.

They walked through the museum together discreetly, occasionally laughing and making immature jokes. When they were in an ill-lit area next to a large skeleton, Cole stated, "There's a big shipment coming in, in two days. I know we don't usually ask you to do this type of crap, but we were wondering if you could come and negotiate and see if we can interest some of those Russian pricks in our product." After hearing this, Brent smiled. He was in.

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Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater Character Portrait: Cole Occheto

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Aurora looked over at Maya and gave the girl a kind smile. "I know, but still sometimes it hurts when he says things." she told her softly. "I try to get use to it, and not get upset. But I just can't help it. I am just weak that way I guess." she said with a small shrug, though she held a smile on her face. Aurora had looked up towards the ceiling when she heard the thud and tilted her head to the side, laughing a bit. "I guess Cole is up now." she said with a grin. "I know Cole loves me, sometimes I wander if he says and does the things he does to toughen me up a bit. But..." her voice trailed off as her hand went up to the scar that was on her shoulder. She seemed lost in though for a moment, before quickly shaking her head to empty such hurtful memories.

"I am glad you liked the food!" she said laughing a bit and was shocked when the girl hugged her. Listening to her talk about the cell phone case, she tilted her head to the side. "That sounds like it would be freaking amazing!" she said turning around to look at her. "I think I have an idea of what I want to get her though." she said with a smile still.

When Cole finally came downstairs, she watched him get some pancakes to eat. It was awkward none the less since he wasn't talking to either of the girls. Another hurt look was on her face when he didn't say anything to her. But Aurora decided to just play it off. She turned her back to him and kept doing the dishes. Her hand going back to cover her scar for a moment or two.

She had glanced over when he placed the money on the counter and heard his mutter. The young girl watched him go a frown setting on her normally pale face. Shaking her head she looked to Maya. "I am going to go get dressed and then we can go." she told her with a kind smile. She didn't even touch the money that was on the counter, or give it a second look as she took off upstairs.

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Character Portrait: Maria Mae Occheto Character Portrait: Aurora Ivanova Character Portrait: Maya Stillwater

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Maya watched Aurora walk out and she would sigh. ''Sorry...that is all you need to say Cole...you...you butthead.'' She would think aloud to herself. Then she would get up from the seat and take the money, stuffing it into her bra as she was all dressed from the other night, afterall is didn't wear pjs and well....that would be a odd scene. Esppecially with a man in the house.

Then she stratched her head. ''Now where are my heels?'' She'd ask herself then she saw them....balancing on the tv stand and she would facepalm. ''I was still tispy yesturday....wasn't I?'' She'd say to herself and she walked to them and slipped them on.

*Hmm..I could get some clothes for Maria while I am out, I know her fashion sense anyways and she is practically the same size as me. It will also cheer her up!* She thought to herself.