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Jim Moriarty. Hi~ You could say I'm something of a specialist. My specialty?

Well, if you have to ask, then clearly you're in the wrong place. But if there's something Daddy can do for you, do speak up. I've got a full schedule and time-is-tick-tocking...

Now, don't be boring, darling. I'd hate to have to slice your pretty throat...



(Roleplaying account of sorts for Dangerverse; character is based off Andrew Scott's portrayal of Jim Moriarty in BBC'S Sherlock)
Jim Moriarty, to all who is listening. I have built my Empire; the Moriarty Consulting Criminal Co., for almost fifteen years now. My intention of creating it was to spread true, worthy crimes upon this world; granting people their deepest, darkest wishes, regardless of who they are. My business ran well even in the time past the Fires; I daresay it even escalated. And to tell all of you the truth, I worked with Better Living most of the time. It wasn't that I liked them more; they simply had more money. Many, many Killjoy deaths were caused from my men...or even me myself. That is, until my wife came in. While I was a Citizen, she was a
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~staticplz (https://www.deviantart.com/staticplz) -- ...Where... ...Where is she?... ...Where is she?... *sound of door creaking open* "Jim? Something wrong?" ... ...Ha Na, Sebastian. She's...she's not here. "...I told you to not lock her in, I told you to not keep secrets from her...*deep sigh* She found out that you tricked three of her friends into that Indiana Jones stunt, didn't she? I don't blame her for running away, re -" That's not it - Look, Sebastian, LOOK. "... Oh, fuck, that's blood, isn't it..." She's got a child inside - My child!...Oh, god, who could it be, who could it be...Xenon?...No, he doesn't know where I live and if he does he's certainly no
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[YOU HAVE ONE MESSAGE FROM MRS.MORIARTY. PLEASE PRESS PLAY TO LISTEN.] Hello there. I'm Ha Na Moriarty. Now, I know you're confused as of why I send you this. But I know my husband very well, and by that I mean I know that there are many things he won't explain to you. So please, spare a bit of your time and listen to this, for some of the facts might not only enlighten you, but save your life as well. Working for Jim When you sign a contract with Jim, entering into employment, you’re handing your life over to him. It’s a lifetime of servitude. There is no option to quit later. Once you sign, you’re his. You belong to him
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If the City is so pristine, why the hell don't they take out the trash more than once a week?

*Ace glanced over at James as they were walking back to the young man's apartment before he and Dee would make their way back to Ace's car to the Late Nite; the Apollo had insisted on tagging along with an early birthday visit to the City after the last several attempts had gotten Dee in sticky situations, so he made a promise to a frantic Johnny to play big brother again, which the Artemis didn't mind XD*

...what kind of question is that, Ace? It's a city. They do trash pickups in sections so the drivers don't get overworked. 

Has the desert been getting to your head? *With a grin she reached up and ruffled his blond curls despite his protest, shaking her head back at James*

Can you believe him?
Plus this isn't the inner roads of the City, it ain't Peter's apartment road with gardeners trimming off the bushes every week. This is where the lower-leveled workers live, so...

*James shrugged, hands in his pockets - he lived here, too, and he certainly could do with a nicer atmosphere, but what could he do? The shabby air was sort of homey to him*

Plus it's ten times cheaper to get a room with decent hospitality here than inside. It's fair enough...

...But this is not normal.

*he raised his boot up, narrowed his eyes at the bloodied puddle, then, the trail of pink leading its way at the back of the row of three-story rentals, way back to the pawn shop*

Okay, kiddies, stay here. Looks like stray dogs are tearing meat up again. 

*it was off hours but this has become routine for James now - quite a few werewolf kids forget their meds and he had to stun them, call the hospital, then give his usual rant to the parents - sometimes it's hungry vampires, and they had to get put down by something a little stronger than a gun, but nothing that would harm them too much, they'd have hell facing them in the court anyway*

*he pulled up his gun, pressed the charger, and followed the trail*
Well, no...*Ace pursed his lips and glanced around the area, eyes glowing blue in the darkness; the boy had stayed here, too--was it really that long ago when he had? At this point he barely remembered it all*

The gardeners are nice, though. Pleasant to talk to when they're on their lunch break and you share your lunch with them. *Dee piped up, clasping her hands behind her back before changing her mind and linking arms with Ace; of course she wasn't used to this area but she could see why others would think it homey*

Not all of us have that luxury, Princess. Some of us got hair on our chest too early.

*Dee pouted as Ace jokingly rested his arm on her head, the nickname triggering a few dark bits in her mind but Ace had been kidding, after all; it was okay*

*the blood, however, was not, and she clung to her brother, not expecting it in the City at all*

Are you gonna be alright, James? We can help, you know.

*Ace wrapped an arm around Dee's shoulders, gently rubbing her back to comfort her*
Stay back a little. Werewolf or vampire kids sometimes skip their meds and it makes them go on a panic rampage.

*James looked around - three dumpsters, steel doors with massive locks, and a basement window with steel bars - no one else in sight*

...That's odd. The trail stops here.

*he peered into the window, crouching down, but it was dirty with muck, but he noticed the bars were bent enough for someone to slip in* Let me check if it's unlocked -

*as soon as he reached for the windowpane, though, it snapped open, and it pulled James in, his screeching disappeared as soon as the window shut*
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I see that you're up. Looks like the graveyard shift for both of us, yeah?
-Dee Dee
Seems like we are.

Should we play a game to kill some time?

xoJM
I didn't feel like going to Fight Club this evening...too loud. Keeping an eye on the bar.

But a game? What sort of game...?
-Dee Dee