8 Year old girl from Dublin tries to get her school demolished… Just listen.
“Which school in Dublin?” … “The one that’s about to fall down”.
You adorable little evil creature <3
they give me extra homework on a friday and everything.
Reblogging again because MORIARTY’S DAUGHTER.
I LOVE THIS ADORABLE EVIL SPAWN OF MORIARTY’S.
ADORABLE!!!! Also, I love her accent.
I HAVE A PROPOSITION
WHATEVER YOU WANT DONE
AY YOU WILL NOBODY LIKES THEM
“Can you give me a ballpark figure…?”
Madeleine Vionnet, 1936-1938
The FIDM Museum
Looks absolutely delicious.
The job for that day had been rough.
The bar that they where at was owned by the boss. Everyone there worked for the boss. So tonight didn’t have to be quite.
The set up it was a party for a bunch of up and coming people in New York. The Target didn’t have a chance play to her vanity.
Really how dumb could you be?
Lula wasn’t to happy about how the job went down. It was to easy. Almost as easy as shooting a sitting duck. Dancing on the bar drunk makes you an easy target.
Now Lula was heading home by herself. She had no fear of New York at night.
The usually junkies and homeless.
She walks down the street and suddenly from behind she can hear someone behind her. She pays no attention to it and walks at a normal speed; confidence is the best in these situations
She turns the corner and she can still hear him behind her. When she is out of the persons sight, she slips her had in to her purse and sneaks out her pocket knife and hides it up the sleeve of her coat.
She walks one more block and the person is still behind her but they speeds of now and by they are right behind her.
She’s grabbed from behind and her face is shoved in to the brick of the ally’s wall.
She has his hand around her throat pressing her into the wall.
“Don’t scream if you don’t mind. I’m not really in the mood to hurt you I just need you wallet.”
As he does he takes is other hand and slips it in to he purse and pulls out her wallet.
Lula is willing to wait. Let him thinks he’s winning.
He gets her wallet out of her purse and flips it open. And stops for a second and from what she can tell he’s starting at her license. How the hell he can see it she has not clue.
‘Well well. A fake license. And custom made to and credit cards. Your getting interesting.’
She had some of the best fakes in town and if this guy could tell there was something weird going on. It was time to act now.
Up to this point she hadn’t made a sound. But now she made a move
She bashed he elbow up into his face, which took him by surprise and knocked him back enough for her to turn around. She then kicked in the balls, which doubled him over. And while the pain distracted him she tackled him to the ground slipping her knife out of her sleeve and pressed it against his throat.
“ Whoa babe. Take it easy I ain’t gonna take your cash now.”
“ That isn’t going to stop me from killing you.”
“I don’t doubt it…”
“ Tell me one thing before I slit your throat. How did you know they where fakes. They are made by the best guy in the city. I’ve been assured they are flawless”
“ Actually second best.”
‘Who the hell are you to say?”
“ The only guy that makes them better. And as for flawless not so much. Berry can’t resist leaving his little mark. Nothing that a person checking could see. But I know is work. And it you would put the knife away and get off my chest we could talk.”
She remove the knife from his throat but doesn’t put it away. She does however get off of him and leans against one of the walls. He sits up and leans against the opposite wall. His face is covered in dirt from the ground but even in the dim light she can see that he is very good looking.
“Thank you. Correct me if I’m wrong here but assuming by the fact that you have a wallet full of fakes, made by Berry, and that I was following you since you left that club, and i know who owns it and what was happening there tonight. Is it safe to assume that you are a foot solider for The Boss?”
She doesn’t say anything. He was dead fucking on.
“ So I’m right? Usually am. Although I have to say that his foot soldiers are not usually this good looking.”
Still nothing. He just pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his coat pocket and offers her one before lighting one for himself.
“ Not to chatty are you. Although if I was a woman that had just gotten pulled in to an ally and then complimented by a strange man I wouldn’t be saying to much either.”
“How do you know about the boss?”
“ Finally I was beginning to think you couldn’t speak. I work for him to. Usually make the fakes for his higher ups. Oh shut up I know the rules ‘don’t disclose who you are to anyone, not even other members’. Bull shit. Knowing who you allies are is far more helpful than you think.”
“ If you make the fakes for them why are u mugging chicks on the street. Can’t be money.”
“ Life gets pretty dull with my job. Mugging is just for a little bit of fun. Although I wasn’t expecting ever to get my ass kicked by a hot red head though”
This made her laugh. She liked him, he was charming, and he mugged for fun. That was something she hadn’t heard before.
“ We should problem should get out of this alley. I don’t know about you but rats gross me out.”
He stood up and offered he a hand. An old fashioned gesture that she liked.
“ By the way you should get some new fakes soon. The cops are catching on to Berry. As I said he can’t resist signing his work. And I would want to see you end up I jail. Although by the ass kicking you gave me you can probley take care of your self.”
This made her laugh again. He smile back this time.
“ now what would your name be. I know it’s not Lucinda like you id says. But it’s something close. You seem like a ‘the best lies have a little bit of the truth to it’ kind of people.”
“ Damn you are good. It’s Lula”
“ Not your full name. Don’t trust me enough for that yet do we?”
She shook her head smiling.
“ We’ll see if I can change that”
again she smiled
“ Here give me your phone. Don’t give me that look I’m putting my number in it in case you need anything.”
She hands him her phone. The phone lights up his face and she can see his huge brown eyes for the first time.
“ My number is in there and I’ve already sent a text to my self so I have yours”
She hears a muffled ding coming from the inside of his jacket.
“ there it is right now. Well it’s been lovely to meet you Lula.”
And he turns and leaves the ally with out another word. She follows and watches him walk back the way they had come. She turns to the right and heads for home. When she gets home she realizes that he never told him her name. She takes out her phone and looks in her contacts for a new name.
Lula got out of bed the next morning. She hasn’t slept she was worried that she had made some huge mistake the night before. She had said to much, and it might get her killed. As she was crawling out of bed to wake her self up. Her phone buzzed.
- Good morning-6: 45am
-Not a morning person are you? - 8:17am
-Hey I know I tried to mug you but that doesn’t mean you have to be pissey about it- 10:37am
- Let me make it up to you. Dinner tonight? We can talk business if that would make you more comfortable. You need some new fakes anyways- 12:35 pm
To the last one she replied. She said yes. But only to talk about fakes and to see if this guy was real or an undercover cop that had wormed his way in.
At least that’s what she told her self
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