“D’awwww. . . You really don’t trust a face like this one?. . . I’m a bit hurt in all honesty, cariño. .”
The woman simulated offense, a single placed hand on her chest, the brows softening.
“. . I’m a woman of my /word/, I’d never leave a man behind, as the saying goes.”
— ✧ 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 .ᐣ
So, basically a test run. Kiburi was understandably skeptical. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time someone’s tried to use him for a job, and then leave him high and dry when the cops came sniffing.
“And how do I know you’re gonna make good on this?”
Kiburi the Boar
The brunette took a very dramatic second before she open her lips to speak out why she paid him a visit.
“Thought you’d be interested in analysis work. If it goes as planned? your set of skills and heavy muscle could provide useful long term.”
