Random Contemporary Fantasy One on One (Closed)

Lyra took the money, glee shining in her eyes. Even though she'd had some experience here, she was still pleasantly surprised by all the money she made. New shoes here she came. She thought up what she knew about Ryan. "He's new to the scene, but his family's growing at an incredible rate. Took down Niccola Parenna last week in a bloody turf battle. Most of the upper city police force has been paid off. He's planning to take down some other well-established families in the next months. Has a couple rats in yours but not enough info to take you down."

Lyra tutted her tongue, shaking her finger at the adopted siblings. "Can't give specific, sorry. You know how it is, we have too many people going here to give away everything. I can tell you what he's working in, though. It's mostly illegal magic enhancing drugs- Link, Stardust, the usual shit- but he's branching into illegal arms and a couple streetfighting rings." She finished up with her mocktail and poured it into her cup with a languid flick of her wrist.

"Oh, you know," She waved her wrist flippantly in explanation, taking a sip of her drink. Tasty! She had to remember that for later. "How long have you been coming here? I don't think I've seen you around while I've been working."

Lyra tilted her head questioningly. "Why're you looking at me like that?" Patrons were usually angry old men who stared grumpily at her boobs as they asked for information. She was already feeling a little out of her depth and that look wasn't giving her any familiar ground to stand on.

Lyra glanced towards the ceiling, glad that her flat eyes made it look like she was still staring the girl in the eyes. It made lying a hell of a lot easier. "Both I guess." Did this count as personal information? She sure hoped not. This job was fucking amazing and she'd hate to lose it. "Why is your face so close to my face? Is this really necessary?"

"Lyra. What're yours?" She took another sip of her drink, relieved that she wasn't breathing another person's air anymore. No matter how kind the patrons seemed, they always had ulterior motives. It was best not to let them get too close, physically or mentally. It was just safer that way.

"It's nice to meet you. Is there any other information you'd like?" She took another sip of her mocktail, wondering about the story behind these two. They seemed interesting. Obviously, they were mob children, but she couldn't quite place which mob. She shuffled names in her head. Ullo? Nah. Charmadine? Couldn't be. Maybe Mei-song? Birchrow?

"Hmm?" Lyra looked up in one smooth motion. "What're you talking about?" She kept running families over in her head, but she couldn't find any that fit. Whatever. She could just look it up later in the archives. She needed to brush up on the latest information on political scandals anyways. She'd heard whispers of some celebrity or another sleeping with the prime minister and she was interested.

(Ship is fine! I was actually wondering about how a dating dynamic would play out)

Lyra huffed out a laugh, grabbing a napkin from one of the nearby containers. She patted her pockets before realizing that she didn't have anything to write with. "Got a pen?" She tucked a piece of teal hair out of her face and reached out her hand. Nykidia seemed interesting enough and Lyra hadn't properly dated in ages.

(Night!)

Lyra waved as the patrons walked out the door. What an interesting pair. This would be something she'd love to see play out. "Bye! Have a nice day."

After the girls were gone, she went back to humming along to the soft magic and washing cups. The bar sank back into near silence as it awaited the next customers.

Avery entered the room, his cold eyes surveying his surroundings. He had wanted information on a certain pair that had been plaguing Robin's gang, he supposed he had to do this favor for him.

So, are they all in the bar? Or is everyone just kinda going with that because it's easy.
(also this isn't supposed to come off as salty lol. just wondering)

(May I join?)

(Everyone should be coming and going through the bar. Also, it's fine for you to join @Qxeenscryche. I'm volunteering, so I probably won't be on until 9)

(oki den, thx!)

Avery entered the room, his cold eyes surveying his surroundings. He had wanted information on a certain pair that had been plaguing Robin's gang, he supposed he had to do this favor for him.

Lyra popped out of the back room. She'd caught up on all the latest gossip and, apparently, there were customers today. There was a bright blue towel flung over her shoulder and her sunglasses were pulled down over her eyes. She blushed when she saw Nykidia standing at the counter. Wow. She was actually serious. "Hey, Nykidia. What're you doing here? Also, Hey!" She waved cheerily at the newcomer.