#{ ᴄʜɪᴀʀxsᴄᴜʀx: jules roscuro }

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jules roscuro.

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         the smile which flickered just in the corners of her lips could only be described as one of pure delight. although, it was far from difficult to stand out with one’s happiness in an office where tragedies and crimes involving children passed the workers’ desks on the daily, the mere fact that she did always seemed to bring even more phonily feigned joy to shego’s features. perhaps it was the faces she recognised —– former fellow students who took the righteous turn, realising too late that it was but the wrong one, while she had done the exact opposite. walking past the many offices, she finally reached the one of the person she had wanted to see – not pleased, but if her presence was any indication certainly not surprised to see him still working either – and she carefully pushed the metal cap of her boot against the door to swing it open with just a hint of dramatic effect.    “ i’ve been thinking, “     she spoke the words like a statement; a decision which had already been made,    “ it’s about time you’re spending some time with adults, don’t you agree? “      pushing herself away from the door frame, she moved to let herself fall into the chair opposite from jules.    “ how about some drinks? “     she offered as leaned her head ever so slightly to, obviously and shamelessly, peak at the papers in front of him.    “ who’s that? a magical case? “    and the glint in her eyes flared ever so slightly at the possibilities..