Danger Lake: Speed Skating, Obstacle Skating, and Ice Hockey

[Sapphire Waltz]

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Fiore brushed aside the comment from the tall brown haired man next to her as she concentrated on discerning the figures approaching them. Properly understanding his ability would have to wait after speaking with Faustian and getting a proper look at this girl he was accompanying. The spy was ever so tempted to retract the blade hidden against her forearm and covered by all her layers of clothes just for the sake of precautions. Being alongside Valori could prove fatal to the intelligence gatherer and she was aware of that; however the blue eyed man still possessed information the teen desired. The red-hair girl would persist to obtain this knowledge about this "agreement of mutual interest". As the two people approached them, the Lucchese member was more than surprise as who was clinging by Elias's side: a tall and pale girl with black hair and ocean-like blue eyes, just like Rossiya Toska. In fact, it was eerily similar to the Russian, except for some foreign accent that the teen couldn’t put a finger on. "Mannaggia! Ciò che è -" she had begun to say, too used to speaking Italian with the sniper to instinctively switch back to plain old English in the presence of others.

"What exactly is happening? Is it my turn to be set up?" The shorter girl repeated her question in a common language understood by all of them and even included one of Elias's lines from a few days ago in the Weaponry Shop. As dumb of a question it may have been, Fiore was too flabbergasted by the sight of the girl supposedly called ‘Suvi Jokikunnas’, though there were still clear doubts roaming in her mind seeing as most of them here presumably possessed fake identities as a result of their occupation and Suvi could just be one of the numerous the vodka drinking Toska had."Just like Mischa Bytchkov?" the red-haired spy asked inquisitively as she pained her neck just to observe the three people in her proximity. "You two look adorable don't you now, I should really cherish this moment by taking a picture and sharing it back with some information brokers back in New York. I'm most certain this type of information is extremely valuable! I'm glad you managed to find Toska, or at least someone who bears the same physical features as her," the youth began with an amused smile as the teen acted along their silly charade before the tone of her voice turned solemn, "but there are matters which need to discussed."

Without willing it, her face turned red out of the embarrassment to be paired up with the Genovese assassin she had just met and Fiore tugged her scarf higher until it masked her nose and flustered face. A small scoff came out from her mouth as the Lucchese spy responded to the prying questions from the duo in a neutral voice as not to give away anything that could terminate the liaisons she had with both parties. At this point, the youth decided to reveal a decent amount of information to Fedora Faustian as it would not be detrimental to their already shaky alliance."Romulus Mateo Valori and part of the Genovese. He is not a friend of mine as it is the first time we actually converse, though apparently there is an accord of mutual interest." Now looking at the marksman, the intelligence gatherer added with arms crossed as a sign of final verdict, "Well he's here and I'm fairly sure that is my other partner by his side. If you wish to conduct this clandestine meeting, it will have to be in their presence."

Translation:
{1} "Damn! What is-”

 

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Rossiya kept a poker-face despite the comment about Mischa Bytchkov, she had been less than pleased with the stranger and his mannerisms. Her concentration had barely lasted long enough to hear the rest of what Fiore had to say, she remained quiet even after she had heard it. He had to have been involved in the underground of crime, in even the smallest way if Fiore could openly mention information brokers and Toska. She listened closely once the Italian-American introduced him, her conclusion had been correct and now it was out in the open. Lips in a thin line, she worked her way out Elias' arms and held out a hand, "A proper introduction is in order," she offered a handshake before she continued, "Rossiya Dimitri Toska, Solntsevskaya Bratva. I would like to believe you were intelligent enough to infer that,"

The Russian's attention slipped to the redhead, "Surprised that you were unsure, you seemed fond of me," she mocked both Elias and Fiore in the simple statement, she kept things casual due to how suspicious it would be if the four of them glared at each other with cautious eyes. She noted the fact that the men gave each other dirty looks, a brief chuckle made it's way out of her mouth. "Now, Mister Valori, we may live in the shadow of death but do respect the dearly departed," she retorted with an undertone of entertainment in her accented voice. She let her hand fall to her side with the decision that she had waited far too long and that things needed to progress, they could shake hands any other time.

"I'm not quite sure what you want to discuss with Miss Lucchese, but regardless of that, my exclusion is one to be ignored. After all, she has promised me loyalty." Rossiya stated smoothly, not a flicker of emotion lingered on her visage. She would warn him now, although he wouldn't be given much of a choice - join and vow allegiance, end up dead or get hunted down by her subordinates. "Her business is my business," she declared calmly, her hypocrisy began - she excluded the Solntsevskaya from her business. With clandestine eyes, she stared down the taller of the males, "Do you wish to continue or should I escort you away?" the offer held a heavy suggestion that she would kill him if he didn't choose the former. It was a wonder that people bothered with her, it was always her way or the morgue.

 

[Feiyimei]

The taller man had confirmed Elias' suspicions. Another member of the Five Families. Coincidence? Never with those people though he must admit to be slightly disappointed with Fiore's frank answers. On the other hand, this Romulus knew of him so there was no point in trying to hide his identity anymore, but that did not mean that he was about to come clean and reveal everything. "Would you believe me if I said I came back from the dead?" he answered, reverting back to his playful façade with a grin. He let Rossiya go as she made her way out to introduce herself, but this time, under her real name while he turned to address Fiore, ignoring her change in tone. "Please do, I have no shame in being caught with such a fine woman and if you Genovese are as well informed as you claim to be," the fugitive added in Romulus' direction. "You should very well know of my...habits." His tone was light, a blatant contrast with the mood change and he did not bother making any threats as he saw them as intelligent enough as to foresee the consequences of their acts.

He shrugged, hands up in mock defeat at Rossiya's proposal and brushing off the underhand mockery thrown his way. "You heard the princess." He wasn't too fond of the appearance of another mobster, but it wasn't as though he held a personal grudge against the Genovese and Fiore at least knew of the terms and conditions of their alliance. He distrusted Romulus, but he will have to live with his existence for now especially if the man had any information he wanted. So long as he won't cook up any plans with Rossiya and Fiore to sell him out to his pursuers. "It seems like Fiore needs some update on your Families' business and you on her situation though I must admit that I'm simply dying to hear news of the States. I've been quite out of the loop recently." The area was clearing of people fortunately, but the sun was still up and silence only made their conversation easier to catch. "Anyone up for a hike?"