The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Silver]

"Death will be the last one standing."

"Good 'nough plan. Just be sure to keep yer nose out for more contracts."

She pushed the bottle to Cerulean and raised from her seat.

"On me kiddo. I'll be-"

Both her and Cerulean's PDA beeped.

"Ah, Dagon. Told ya."

She smirked and grabbed her PDA, putting it in her jacket pocket, while Cerulean grabbed his. She rumbled through one of her pockets and grabbed a small poker card and threw it to Cerulean.

It was a thirteen of Spades.

"Balance kid. The universe needs balance. And Death is around you people to make sure of it."

With a small laugh that could chill a man's spine, she walked away and disappeared in the middle of the crowd in the bar.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop