departuretorapture:

        Booker sighed out the negativity, even
        uttering a small chuckle at the woman’s
        surrender. The raise of an eyebrow, him
        noticing details not noticed before.

                                        “ You some tax-collector? I told that pal
                                        of yours I’ll get my papers in as soon
                                        as I finish some cases of mine. “ 

          ;⚜—ℒ⊱

                          “ Tax collectors are typically even less
                              persistent than my brother and my-
                              self, wouldn’t you agree?  I’m sure
                              you’ve had plenty of experience. “

departuretorapture:

        “ Wha— this isn’t some damn fifth-grade
        science project. You don’t need to some
        procedure, mix fucking water n’ Cesium,
        and repeat steps one-through-ten to do
        this. 
              Goddamn. ”

          ;⚜—ℒ⊱

          A quiet sneer curls the edges of her lips up at
          his barking protest, and the woman hesitates
          before simply shrugging her small shoulders.

                          “ Very well then.  If you’ve
                              thought this out so well… “

departuretorapture:

      “ Then ‘ya don’t know me at all. ”

          ;⚜—ℒ⊱

                          “ I know of you, and that is
                             enough, quite frankly.  Do
                             you have any evidence to
                             back up your hypothesis? “