[Matt smirks.] Yeah, same with back home. Girls in tiny outfits in the casino's. Sometimes on the streets.
[Sometimes the subject of his orders to stalk them. Misa was his favourite mission, ever. Hands down. Thank you, Mello. His eyes slide over from the loud pile and toward the new bench-mate maybe-man if he hits tones just right, but then there's that light airy moments that makes Matt unsure. Can't see his throat, can't check for Adam's apple.]
Jezuz Christ. I can't say I've ever met someone that high up before. Guys like me don't get the chance.
[He knows better, he knows that if he botches this up, even if Mello never talks to him again he'd find some cosmic reason to know Matt fucked up and kick him square in the balls.
His black-gloved hand reaches out toward the man. Test time. If he/she offers her/his hand to kiss, more than likely a girl. If to shake, more than likely a guy. Sort of stereotypical but he's relying on the cues.]
no subject
Yeah, same with back home. Girls in tiny outfits in the casino's. Sometimes on the streets.
[Sometimes the subject of his orders to stalk them. Misa was his favourite mission, ever. Hands down. Thank you, Mello. His eyes slide over from the loud pile and toward the new bench-mate maybe-man if he hits tones just right, but then there's that light airy moments that makes Matt unsure. Can't see his throat, can't check for Adam's apple.]
Jezuz Christ. I can't say I've ever met someone that high up before. Guys like me don't get the chance.
[He knows better, he knows that if he botches this up, even if Mello never talks to him again he'd find some cosmic reason to know Matt fucked up and kick him square in the balls.
His black-gloved hand reaches out toward the man. Test time. If he/she offers her/his hand to kiss, more than likely a girl. If to shake, more than likely a guy. Sort of stereotypical but he's relying on the cues.]
Name's Matt- Just Matt.