The woman is wild; A she-cat tamed by the purr of a jaguar
WHO: Nicoleta and Moon
WHEN: April 30th, Saturday night 10PM
WHERE: Hotel Plaza Athenee AKA Fancy smancy five star hotel
WHAT: A formal ball is held at a hotel specifically for firefighters and a few guests from a good number of divisions to thank them for their hard work. Yet Nicoleta is there for an entirely different reason: to steal information. How? Ohohoho ♥
It wasn't very hard to infiltrate the hotel complex. Her boss sent her the blueprints and arranged every detail, leaving Nicoleta to only show up, look pretty, and do her thing. The woman smiled when she reported a false alias naturally to the security guard. The nicely pompadoured fellow checked the name off with a curt nod and lustily admired her with his eyes. Nicoleta gave him a dogmatic raise of a brow yet gave him one of her brilliantly coy winks.
After entering the edifice, the golden Versailles-inspired interior glistened like a gateway to heaven. The aroma was pristine and fresh with a faint tinge of jasmine on the side. Nicoleta traversed through the lobby and avoided the glances here and there from small groups of chatting people. Her eyes subtly scouted the area, looking for her escort and accomplice. There was a tap on her shoulder and she nearly lost her breath, but calmly turned around to face the person.
"Sebastiano." Nicoleta laughed in relief, secretly glad to see a familiar face. Yet her suave tone was quickly superseded by her usual rough one, "Fucking bastard. You didn't pick up your cell phone."
Completely ignoring her, he dipped closer and gave her a kiss on each cheek as a greeting. He grinned as he spoke in a heavily accented voice, "Oh don't make that face, bella. You will make us seem suspicious. You're already attracting enough attention as is... "
She grimaced off as she changed the subject, "Some of these guys aren't even rich. They're just firefighters and their dates."
"At this day and age, you only need slicked hair and a tuxedo to don a high-class facade." He mused, "At any rate, capo needs you to talk to this man." He showed her a picture of an Asian man on his iPhone screen.
Mirth chimed from her like silver bells, serving only to blend herself with the atmosphere. A malicious smile graced her lips as she responded in a dangerous tone, "Easy."
He tucked the phone in his coat pocket as he snorted, "Of course. For you, my dear." Then he reached a hand and humored him by reluctantly and teasingly taking it. The Italian then escorted her to the twin doors, opened it, and revealed the grand ballroom that twinkled from the fifteen foot wide crystal chandelier and numerous amounts of wine cups that were placed haphazardedly. There was a huge bevy of men in black tuxedos and tailcoats, who were accompanied by females of equal grace.
As she took a moment to soak in the luxury, Sebastino whispered to her, "You smell nice."
Nicoleta raised a brow and then left him with a smirk after spotting the target who stood by the refreshments table. She sauntered towards that area and then approached this man whom they call 'Moon'.
After deliberately grabbing a wine cup near the man, she looked up and met his eyes. With an enchanting countenance and feigned delightfulness, she took a sip of wine and then grinned, "Why, hello there."
(ooc: lulz i hope i didn't make her too marysue or anything ; n ; it's the impression from the discriptive and exaggerated post, i swear)
WHEN: April 30th, Saturday night 10PM
WHERE: Hotel Plaza Athenee AKA Fancy smancy five star hotel
WHAT: A formal ball is held at a hotel specifically for firefighters and a few guests from a good number of divisions to thank them for their hard work. Yet Nicoleta is there for an entirely different reason: to steal information. How? Ohohoho ♥
It wasn't very hard to infiltrate the hotel complex. Her boss sent her the blueprints and arranged every detail, leaving Nicoleta to only show up, look pretty, and do her thing. The woman smiled when she reported a false alias naturally to the security guard. The nicely pompadoured fellow checked the name off with a curt nod and lustily admired her with his eyes. Nicoleta gave him a dogmatic raise of a brow yet gave him one of her brilliantly coy winks.
After entering the edifice, the golden Versailles-inspired interior glistened like a gateway to heaven. The aroma was pristine and fresh with a faint tinge of jasmine on the side. Nicoleta traversed through the lobby and avoided the glances here and there from small groups of chatting people. Her eyes subtly scouted the area, looking for her escort and accomplice. There was a tap on her shoulder and she nearly lost her breath, but calmly turned around to face the person.
"Sebastiano." Nicoleta laughed in relief, secretly glad to see a familiar face. Yet her suave tone was quickly superseded by her usual rough one, "Fucking bastard. You didn't pick up your cell phone."
Completely ignoring her, he dipped closer and gave her a kiss on each cheek as a greeting. He grinned as he spoke in a heavily accented voice, "Oh don't make that face, bella. You will make us seem suspicious. You're already attracting enough attention as is... "
She grimaced off as she changed the subject, "Some of these guys aren't even rich. They're just firefighters and their dates."
"At this day and age, you only need slicked hair and a tuxedo to don a high-class facade." He mused, "At any rate, capo needs you to talk to this man." He showed her a picture of an Asian man on his iPhone screen.
Mirth chimed from her like silver bells, serving only to blend herself with the atmosphere. A malicious smile graced her lips as she responded in a dangerous tone, "Easy."
He tucked the phone in his coat pocket as he snorted, "Of course. For you, my dear." Then he reached a hand and humored him by reluctantly and teasingly taking it. The Italian then escorted her to the twin doors, opened it, and revealed the grand ballroom that twinkled from the fifteen foot wide crystal chandelier and numerous amounts of wine cups that were placed haphazardedly. There was a huge bevy of men in black tuxedos and tailcoats, who were accompanied by females of equal grace.
As she took a moment to soak in the luxury, Sebastino whispered to her, "You smell nice."
Nicoleta raised a brow and then left him with a smirk after spotting the target who stood by the refreshments table. She sauntered towards that area and then approached this man whom they call 'Moon'.
After deliberately grabbing a wine cup near the man, she looked up and met his eyes. With an enchanting countenance and feigned delightfulness, she took a sip of wine and then grinned, "Why, hello there."
(ooc: lulz i hope i didn't make her too marysue or anything ; n ; it's the impression from the discriptive and exaggerated post, i swear)