‘ blackquill / wronglycxnvicted.

❛ — Hm, that is correct. ❜ A subtle smile curls onto his lips, a low chuckle rumbling within his throat. ❛ They hired me for I know what needs to be done. The prosecutor’s office & the precinct is full with incompetent blubbering idiots. For both our sakes … I hope you prove to be different, Ema Skye. ❜

it seemed his smirk contagious, a smile spreading onto her own face, as well. much more exuberant in nature, however, the devious aura still stood. ‘ idiots, they may be —- ‘ ema shrugged. ‘ but, —- you can’t deny it makes everything a little more exciting, yeah ? ‘
‘ he probably dreams abt gerard way. / wronglycxnvicted.

The hawk is not pleased by the stranger’s behavior, wings flapping in a threatening manner as a shrill cry escapes his break. Simon does nothing to stop this, merely snorting in amusement, absent-mindedly chewing on the feather in his mouth. ❛ Your profession does not INTIMIDATE me, girl. I am a convict, what do I have left to FEAR? Certainly, not you. ❜

throwing one leg over another, ema irritably blows a strand of hair away from her face. despite her stubbornness, she felt the need to let their argument dissipate.

‘ blackquill, right ? you’re the one babysitting fullbright ? —– maybe you don’t have anything left to fear. ‘ her personality seemed to do a complete somersault. a smirk crawling onto chewed lips. ‘ i see why they hired you. ‘
‘ ??? / wronglycxnvicted.

❛ … Why do you care? ❜ Though, to be fair, he supposes that having a well-behaved bird of prey upon one’s shoulder is not the most normal of sights. Of course, this would subject him to a line of inquiries, though most people did not even DARE to approach him because of his intimidating appearance. This young woman did not seem to care, or perhaps, her curiosity overpowered her fear. Either way, he is not here to satisfy her need for answers. ❛ Incorrect. Again. ❜ He could just end this by directly answering her, but he is known for giving people a hard time.

‘ im just interested in your goddamn’ bird, is that so difficult to comprehend ? ’ she spat at the man, before abandoning her notes, only to shove a fistful of snackoos into her mouth. it was as if a contest, to see which of them was the grumpiest, least cooperative co-worker. ( she did put up a fight. )
‘ that is no way to— MUNCH. talk to a— MUNCH. cop, you know that, MUNCH. right ? or- MUNCH. anyone, for that matter. ‘
‘ ??? / wronglycxnvicted.

His cold glance sweeps over her, head canting toward his companion’s direction. He does not wish to answer her query for he deems it a waste of time though the need to correct her dominates his asocial tendencies. ❛ He is far from docile, do not be fooled by mere APPEARANCES. ❜ As if corroborating his statement, the bird of prey screeches loudly. ❛ And no, I did not. We met in another way. ❜ There is no indication that he is going to continue.

&. at this, she LAUGHS. —-more of a snort, if given thought. ‘ well, duh ! ‘ ( there’s a reason she isn’t moving to pet it. ) ‘ in comparison, he’s far friendlier than any wild hawk of it’s kind. —-it leads me to think other factors are involved. ‘
ema knew he had no wish to continue indulging her further, though, getting as much knowledge as she could from him—–you never know what you might need it for ( a forensics exam, maybe… )
‘ it looks like i mixed up the feather patterns. ‘ she took out her notepad, leaning back in her seat. ‘ did he come from a rescue center ? ‘

it really shouldn’t have bothered her—–but, for some reason, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him &. his pet hawk. ( she wasn’t in a place to boss the stranger around, let alone deem what was unsafe or not. ) however, the bird seemed incredibly comfortable with the other—-would it be weird to pull her notepad out ?
‘ y’know, it’s really rare to see a bird of prey act so docile—-did you raise her from an egg ? ‘ / @wronglycxnvicted


