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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 12, 2017 9:31:55 GMT -6
Aria walked out into the garden, her green eyes closing as she breathed in the scent of the air. It smelled amazing with all of the flowers finally blooming. She had came here to get more of the flowers for her shop. Though she didn't really like the idea of taking them out of the ground right now, but people were demanding them much more than she thought. It had only been a month since she started the shop and it was more popular than she ever thought. She hadn't expected it to take off so well. It scared and amazed her.
Her eyes opened as she watched the flowers slightly moving with the wind. She walked towards the flowers and bent down next to them and inspected them. They were perfect, but not quite ready to be sold yet. Which meant she had to look for other flowers. But before she could do that she suddenly heard her Dad's voice, causing her to turn towards it.
"Dante, this a bigger mission than I have ever given to you. You must do it right, I know you will, but it won't be easy. So take this and keep it concealed until you know when to use it. I'm tired of this man trying to avoid his debts." Korso said as he gave Dante the firearm.
"Yes sir." Dante said as he took the gun before he moved his head and met eyes with Aria.
Aria's eyes widened as she blushed when their eyes met before she turned around, walked away, and minded her own business again. She went behind a tree and waited until they were gone before she looked back to make sure she was alone. She then sighed before she sat on the grass. Blushing even more.
"I just had to stare didn't I? He's going to realize and ask me on a date if I keep this up. Ugh..." She cried as she put her knees up to her chest and held them. "Damn him for being so amazing.." She whispered before she closed her eyes.
When she closed her eyes she started to hum a little melody as her body started to sway. Next thing she knew she had her eyes closed and she started to dance. Pouring all of her feelings into the dance while she sung to herself.
(Here is the song/video, just imagine all of the girl's moves connect. X'D As well as think of it in a verison of how 1920's songs sound like.)
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Post by Eugene Florence on Jun 12, 2017 10:14:46 GMT -6
Eugene tipped his hat to Korso with a smile, but the man just walked past him with no care in the world. "Nice to see you again too sir.", he said with as much enthusiasm as he could as he turned around to watch the boss leave. He saw Korso roll his eyes as he left. "He's a busy man.", Eugene mumbled to himself.
He heard crying coming from the other side of the garden. When Eugene was about to investigate who it was, he saw the youngest Marcello begin to dance and sing. Eugene leaned against a tree and watched the girl. Thinking about how to approach her. "Should I be bold or shy? Wait, which daughter is she? Hmmm, I'll figure it out.", Eugene thought to himself as he waited for the girl to finish. HE quickly adjusted his suit and glasses.
"Beautiful performance Miss Marcello.", Eugene said as he got up and began to clap. "The name's Florence, Eugene Florence", Eugene introduced himself as he took off his hat and bowed to her, "And I've clearly lacked the knowledge of knowing that you were a dancer ma'dam.".
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 12, 2017 10:28:53 GMT -6
Well, he had to admit, Don Marcello knew how keep his place going. If memory was not mistaking Dean, this was probably the largest residence he had ever stepped foot into, and for good reason. It was not foolish or presumptuous of him to say that the owners of the large house kind of really owned Gatsberry in more ways. This was the wolves' den, and boy, there were a lot of wolves prowling around the area for sure, even if they hid their claws and fangs underneath suits and ties. He could not complain much, really. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing himself, so he'd have to fit right in.
Granted, he was sure he'd get lost during his first times in the large place, seeing how long and detailed the hallways were and how everything seemed to be placed in perfect order. Even the very odor of the house was refined and perfumed, yet intense underneath, giving him the oddest vibe. It was certainly a contrast with the wilderness in the scent of Gastberry's streets, so different from his own home.
It had taken him his time, but he was finally starting to move up where he wanted, seeing how he had stepped right into the world he was instructed to. Sure, he was little more than an associate by now, but it was a start, and he was trying his best to be as convincing as possible with what he did; even if it meant driving people around by that point.
His eyes narrowed when he noticed the young man with large glasses step right into the gardens. He had heard this Florence guy was rather eager to work for who he worked, truly loving the business. It sometimes confused him how people were so into these things, but he would play it safe. Eugene would probably work better as a friend than as an enemy.
Such was Dean's curiosity that he calmly walked outside, following Eugene while acting as casual as possible so not to look as if he was suspicious of him. He was not expecting to be graced with such a perfumed and green sight such as the large garden he was now stepping foot into.
Passing his hand on a tree, his fingers brushing on the patterns of it's trunk, Dean blinked at the young girl who was now striking up a conversation with Eugene, or vice-versa for all he had noticed. Just his luck, walking in on another heiress.
Politely raising his hat at her in case she noticed him, which she likely did, Dean pressed his forearm against the tree, taking things around him in as he tried not to smile at Eugene's eager introduction. The guy was something else for sure.
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 12, 2017 10:41:33 GMT -6
"Beautiful performance Miss Marcello."
The moment Aria heard a male's voice behind her along with clapping she jumped and immediately turned around, gasping as she did. "Oh my gosh!" She exclaimed as she put a hand over her heart. She breathed hard as she fixed her composure. She had no idea more of her father's men were around.
I have to double check in the future.. Aria thought as she lowered her hand a bit.
She was gonna apologize for her fright, but the man already walked up to her and introduced him to her. Aria tilted her head a bit, finding the name familiar. She swore she heard her father speak of that name, but she couldn't remember when. Either way she was now meeting the guy and he seemed respectable enough. She would give this guy a chance. Though she was hoping he wasn't another one of her Dad's new bodyguards for her. That would mean she'd have to get away.
Hopefully not, I don't feel like running.. She thought.
Aria smiled finally when Eugene took his hat off and bowed.
Manners, ten points to him.
"Aria Marcello, and I don't make it known that I'm a dancer. That's my sister's role." Aria laughed while she placed both of her arms behind her. Normally this would be the time she'd give Eugene her hand for him to kiss, but she only did that when her Dad was to be seen. It was a polite thing to do, but she wondered if it was humiliating for some of the men, so she did her best to never do it in private.
"Also you should really try not to sneak up on people. You can give them a fright if you don't make your presence known." Aria stated as a little smirk formed on her lips.
Though right when she said that she noticed another figure behind Eugene in the distance, causing her to almost jump. Her eyes landed on the man, realizing it was Dean, Charlotte's new driver. She watched him raise his cap at her which made her nod her head lightly at him before she went back to looking at Eugene.
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Post by Eugene Florence on Jun 12, 2017 11:07:20 GMT -6
"Aria, got it", Eugene thought to himself as the mafia princess introduced herself. He couldn't make a fool of himself and mistaken her for her sister, Scarlet? "I really need to be on top of these remembering names.". Eugene was slightly worried when he startled the young lady, but he laughed it off and continued to introduce himself. He assumed that being the daughter of such a tough guy would make her tough too, so hopefully he didn't cause too much trouble.
"I don't make it known that I'm a dancer. That's my sister's role.". Eugene looked at her confused, "So, you guys can't share that role?", he asked curiously, "Not saying that the two of you should have to share it's just that...well, uh..", Eugene stumbled his own words, confused and not knowing where he was going with this. "Ah, never mind my rambling.", he said as he tried to bush off the awkward situation.
Eugene nodded, "Make my presence known, duly noted miss", he said as he tapped his hat. He thought about how his cousin always tells him to do the exact opposite when they are out in public. Whether she says it because she is embarrassed of him or wants the spotlight, Eugene doesn't care. He was right and she was wrong. "Ha", Eugene said aloud unknowingly as he thought to himself.
He cleared his throat before gesturing to the garden around them, "A very lovely garden your family has here ma'am", he stated.
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 12, 2017 11:20:15 GMT -6
Aria laughed lightly when Eugene stumbled on his words. She loved it when men tried to make a point and then couldn't finish it. But she knew where he was going and she had appreciated it.
"No, we can, but she has it more of a career where as I don't. That's the reason I don't make it known. Don't want to steal her spotlight." Aria smiled before she smirked once more at him telling her to make his presence known. Though she frowned a little bit at his sudden little laugh. What was he thinking to make him do that?
Aria shook it off when he cleared his throat and turned their attention to the garden. That was when Aria's green eyes lit up as she looked at the garden. "Isn't it? I did my best to have it achieve this look." She said as she skipped a little bit to her flowers before going on her knees to inspect them. As she did this her eyes lit up while her lips formed a big smile.
"These are perfect!" She suddenly exclaimed before she covered her mouth. Oh, forgive me for that outburst. It's just I own a flower shop and I've been looking for some white roses to bring over there. People have been asking for them quite a lot lately." She said before looking back at Eugene. "So I get a little too excited when they're perfect." She said as she blushed with a bit of embarrassment.
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Post by Dean McCoppin on Jun 12, 2017 11:27:58 GMT -6
He smiled lightly at the conversation taking place right behind him, which amused him quite a lot, seeing how awkward Eugene was turning out to be when talking to Aria. The guy did not seem to be particularly gifted when it came to social experience, and it was really showing. Maybe he was just nervous because of who he was talking to. Dean could not blame him, seeing how much power could be held by the young girl and all of those around her.
It did make him wonder if Aria or Charlotte ever considered the entire spectrum of their relationships or how genuine people were around them. If you have power, you are bound to either be loved for it or hated for it, and in a world like this; people either wanted to be them or destroy them. Living without knowing if people liked you or only liked what you had had to be something incredibly troublesome.
Eugene seemed too eager to be genuine, but maybe it was just him being socially inept. It would not surprise Dean. What did make him slightly uncomfortable was how dissimulated Aria seemed to be. She was younger than Charlotte, but he saw a different streak in her. Sure, Charlotte could be teasing and bossy, but she was generally simple to get along with, being affable. Aria, however...he was not exactly sure, so he'd make sure he remained even more professional around her.
Gently bowing his head and biting down on his lower lip, he smirked a bit at the sight once again before walking back inside, deciding he'd have other chances to talk to the girl. And when said chances came, he'd hopefully have her figured out.
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Post by Eugene Florence on Jun 12, 2017 19:20:52 GMT -6
Eugene nodded as Aria explained their spotlight situation. "Ya know, you remind me of my cousin, Annabelle.", he said with a smile, "She'd drag me out of the house as much as she could to make sure that my parents gave her little sister their full attention.". He shrugged, "Neither of them had an amazing talent, but yea, similar situation since Anna was a lot cooler than Lucille.", Eugene laughed.
Eugene smiled when he saw Aria's eyes light up, "You did all of this on your own?", he asked curiously. He put his hat back on and put his hands in the pockets of his suit as they walked around the garden. Eugene was slightly startled by the girl's sudden outburst of excitement, "Don't worry about it.", he chuckled in response to her unnecessary apology. "I can see why they would be in high demand.", Eugene stated, "They are lovely flowers.".
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 14, 2017 8:03:22 GMT -6
Aria smiled at Eugene's compliment before she took out her pen and notepad from the hidden pocket in her dress. She wrote the exact location of the flowers. She then looked around to see if there were anymore like them and wrote down their location. Once she was done she did a quick sketch of the flower before putting both the pen and notepad back into her pocket. She then got off of the ground and looked at Eugene.
"Thank you, it just shocks me a little how much people like them. Yes I know I grow beautiful flowers, but I never expected others to love them as much as I do." Aria stated before she looked back at all of the flowers she grew. "It's amazing how my little paradise has already become something I can money off of. I really have to thank Daddy for helping me with everything.. If it wasn't for him my love and passion for this would be where it's at now. He never let me give up." Aria said before turning back to Eugene.
Aria then caught sight of Dante finally leaving the mansion with some of the other men. This caused her to frown.. Dad was doing another business run that would lead to death no doubt.
"Another person didn't pay off their debts, did they?" Aria said with an upset expression.
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Post by Eugene Florence on Jun 16, 2017 0:13:27 GMT -6
As Aria took note of her flowers, Eugene walked around to look at others. He'd never seen such a wide variety of flowers in person before. Eugene had only seen pictures of them. His mother always had a vase with a bouquet of red roses in it, those were one of the very few kinds of flowers he'd even touched. Eugene walked back over to Aria as she finished.
Eugene nodded with a smile, "Yea, well, I've only seen pictures in books to be honest with ya.", he said a bit embarrassed, "This is the closest of I've been to a REAL garden.", he chuckled. Eugene watched Aria with a faint smile as she spoke, "You're lucky to have such an encouraging father.", he said, thinking of how awful his own father was. Eugene took a deep breath and smile to keep himself from crying when Aria turned around.
Eugene turned around confused as Aria's attention drifted elsewhere. He saw the group of men leave. A part of him was bummed about not being part of the group, but another part felt guilty.
"I'm sorry Miss.", Eugene said in response as he turned back to Aria, "It sucks to be mixed up in all of this huh?", he asked.
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Post by Aria Marcello on Jun 19, 2017 14:13:28 GMT -6
Aria looked at Eugene with the frown still present on her face. "It sucks to be the daughter." She said plainly before she watched the car leave the area. Her bright emerald eyes seemed to shine just a little bit while she watched them leave. But when she blinked a couple of times, the shininess left before she looked back at Eugene. It was probably time to go to her room now, as she didn't want any of her father's men see her cry.
"I am sorry to cut things off Eugene, but I must go get this stuff sorted. It was a pleasure to meet you and I hope we get to talk again soon. Think you might be one of my favorites of my father's men." Aria said with a sincere smile before she shook his hand once more. And once she was done with that, she walked passed Eugene and started to head to her room.
Once she got into her room, she closed the door and locked it behind her as she stared out the window. She walked to it and watched as the car drove past the gates. Tears rolled down her eyes as she could already imagine what was going to happen to the poor soul they were meeting. She only wished she could help that person in some way...
If only she could stop it.
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