The devil's in the details, honey.
A warmongering Jezebel that walks the blurred lines of legalities with a seamlessly anguine ability; a parasailing breed of vulturing hustler to whom you speak in terms of assets, bulk and numbers and need not burden yourself with the turbid details of how, but when. Picked clean in class and slathered in dirt, she's the ilk of Concrete Royal kingpins call by name and very delicately handle.
Her forefront business is one that profits a high scaled revenue, it justifies the wealthy lifestyle of a lowborn Brooklyn girl that's clawed her way up the lather by means of bloodshed and treachery; a Bratva route broker that's quite familiarized with the taste of foul and bitter vile to be daunted by much of anything.
Residence: She's the habit of being a sojourn bird, her permanence anywhere is brief, her passports are plenty and are as numbered as her elusive nature has deem necessary. She's a knack for booking rooms she might never use and a marked agility to disappear out of thin air, but rumor has it -- it is only because the pauper-crowned-Queen hasn't forgotten how to be a commoner and reckon her own affairs in the only way a stalking predator does -- quietly.
The morally bankrupt aren't bound to societal norms or behavioral etiquettes, but are gifted at playing the part of sympathizers, dolling up the appeal of she who evokes a lawful righteousness while being everything but. This is not a creature of white picket fence fancies, her motivations aren't founded from the root of selfless relations and tend to be a toxic amalgam of double-dealing interests that might wind in betray. This doesn't mean that the sly-eyed virago cannot forge a personal bond, it just means, that it might not be for the reasons you'd hope.
The type of sophisticated beauty
that's every bit as lethal
We dissolve behind the veils and trench coats, our faces soon dimming, the whiskey of their tongues already forgotten
Around us the scent of orchids and tobacco flowers, bruised and senescent, blooms into the night air
thick with gunfire.
Height - 5'7''
Weight - 125 lbs
Eyes - Gunmetal Blue
Hair - Jet black
Skin - Unblemished pale
Body Type - Sylphlike
Age - Undisclosed
Zodiac Sign - Gemini
Specie - Seemingly Human
Romantic Interests - None
Nick Name - Dustbunny
Alignment - Antagonist
A poisoned glass of Pinot Noir