#IC ⤷ CLAUDETTE DUVAL.

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i'm not drunk enough for this. (eve to claude!)

an assortment of dialogue prompts ⤷ @herrage

Claude makes no comment to that, but moves away from where she has Eve backed against the desk. She stops at the small bar cart she has in her office, pouring them each one more glass. She feels she's had enough, but she supposes one more won't hurt — besides, letting her guard down just slightly in front of someone is a miracle in itself, and Eve should take notice to that.

She returns a moment later, handing Eve her glass. "Let us change that, shall we?" With a smile, Claude takes a sip of her own, then sets it on a coaster on the desk behind Eve. She won't move forward, not tonight, but they are getting there, slowly but surely. Trust is hard to build for anyone, especially Claude, but it's slowly being built up between the two women.

Claude leans forward, hips pressing against Eve's for only a moment as she presses her lips ever so slightly against the woman's mouth. She can barely taste the sting of alcohol as she pulls away, moving away in favor of sitting in her chair behind the desk. "There is plenty," she tells Eve, who hasn't touched her drink yet. "Go on."

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Claude glances toward her again, giving an uncharacteristically sincere smile. "There is no need to apologize," she tells her suitor. "I have no expectations between us." She has ideas, of course, wants and desires, but does not expect anything from Eve. After all, Eve is simply someone she's hired for a job, a bridge between client and clientele.

As she looks away, that smile subsides just a bit. She has other jobs she could hire Eve for — not just because Eve has proved herself more than once already, but because she rather likes the woman's company. There is something unique about her, something she doesn't see in other killers-for-hire. It intrigues her.

"Do you have expectations?" Lips purse for a moment as she reconsiders her question. "What are your desires?"

The dusk of the day provided the little light of the office, and Eve wonders where the time went between glasses of wine and Clause's company. Diametrically, they were the opposite. She could see it now, some odd relationship, two sides of the same coin. Eve couldn't get a proper read on Claude, either—not her intention nor her feeling, not until it was staring her in the face. Not until Claude had her nearly sitting on the desk, not an inch of space between them. And maybe her knuckles turned white with how her hand gripped the desk during that brief kiss, barely a kiss, but the last time she had...

Blonde hair and a cocky smile flashed through her mind. I'm not drunk enough for this.

"I'm sorry," Eve blurts, uncharacteristically thrown off, stumbling through this scenario. "I didn't mean to—it's not that I..." she trailed off, then looked at the drink in her hand. Promptly drained it in a single swig, and swept thick, black curls from her face. "It's been a while," she finishes, feeling embarrassed. Claude was—more than gorgeous. She was interesting, enigmatic.

It was just Eve.

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CLAUDETTE DUVAL / ORIGINAL CHARACTER.

name: claudette duval

age: thirty six

sexuality: bisexual

status: single

career: criminal broker

background: brokering criminals is a family business, started by her father and continued by her mother. claude grew up in france, speaking both french and french sign language as her mother was deaf. her father never bothered to learn. she was raised to take over the business, but her father was murdered by her mother after she found out he and his friends had done something not so great. she helped her mother after that, and once she died became the head of the business.

personality: calculating, cold. manipulative when necessary, bit of a loner, skirts around the truth at times. can be perfectly pleasant as well.

tidbits: claude runs the family business, which is a criminal broker type thing. you need someone for a job? claude will find the best person for it. need a job? she'll find you something that works for you. she lives alone in the too large family home. sometimes she takes a job on herself, most times she passes it on to others. she doesn't necessarily like getting her hands dirty, but will when necessary. claude does not allow herself to be taken advantage of. she also hates when people underestimate her or believe her incapable simply because she's a woman. she's killed people for less.

connections: cross ( found on @coveitous )

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what are you so happy about? / cross to claude

halloweentown ⤷ @coveitous

Now, Claude isn't going to admit why she's happy. It would make both of them uncomfortable, Claude giving someone a compliment as such. She's happy that Cross seems, well, happy. At least in this moment. There appears to be a genuine smile on her face, something that Claude hasn't seen before. It makes her happy. She knows, on some level, what it's like to be controlled by a man and to feel an ounce of freedom. "Nothing."

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♡ the weekly call ⤷ @coveitous

"A fantastic job. Well done." Claude takes a moment to write something on a slip of paper before sliding it into a manila folder. She snaps the folder closed and tucks it away in a filing cabinet. It's then that she turns her attention back on Cross, who's been sitting rather impatiently.

She pushes over an envelope between them, then a second one following. "A small amount as extra for you." Claude is well aware of just how Cross' handler, well, handles her. Any extra money would be going to him, but Claude knows what is deserved to Cross and Cross alone.

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‘what, are you afraid of a fight?’ / cross to someone

van helsing 1.09 + 1.10 ⤷ @coveitous

Claude could roll her eyes, but stops herself. Instead, she lets her chin rest upon her fingers, keeping her gaze on Cross. Though she rarely uses it, she does have training in hand to hand combat, as well as gun and knife training. It would be quite the fight between them. "Afraid? Surely not. I simply do not wish to ruin our lovely outfits."

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tags.

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IC ⤷ ARIEL HAREL. IC ⤷ AURORA YATES. IC ⤷ BEATRIZ NIEVES. IC ⤷ BRASTI GOODBOW. IC ⤷ BRIGITTE LINDHOLM. IC ⤷ CLAUDETTE DUVAL. IC ⤷ COURTNEY. IC ⤷ DAKOTA MISHRA. IC ⤷ DARRIANA. IC ⤷ DORIT PENZAK. IC ⤷ ECHO. IC ⤷ EITHNE MARKEY. IC ⤷ ELEANOR YATES. IC ⤷ FIONA HAREL. IC ⤷ GABRIEL REYES. IC ⤷ IZUMI ENDO. IC ⤷ JEAN BAPTISTE AUGUSTIN. IC ⤷ JYOTSNA CHAUDHARY. IC ⤷ KEST MURROWSON. IC ⤷ LISANDRO FONSECA. IC ⤷ MARY MORSTAN. IC ⤷ MAXIMILLIAN ADDISON. IC ⤷ MEI LING ZHOU. IC ⤷ MOIRA O'DEORAIN. IC ⤷ MORDECAI. IC ⤷ NATASHA ANTONOV. IC ⤷ NICODÉME CHAPUT. IC ⤷ NORMA KHAN. IC ⤷ OPHELIA YATES. IC ⤷ RUTHUSHO SHUHLA. IC ⤷ SATYA VASWANI. IC ⤷ SEBASTIAN MORAN. IC ⤷ SHERLOCK HOLMES. IC ⤷ SIEBREN DE KUIPER. IC ⤷ SYDNEY POOLE. IC ⤷ TULLIA ORSINI. IC ⤷ VICTOR TREVOR. IC ⤷ WINIFRED IBARRA. IC ⤷ YALE DEVROUS. IC ⤷ YASMIN YATES.

OOC ⤷ ALLISON'S BULLSHIT. OOC ⤷ WORK SHENANIGANS. MISC ⤷ QUEUE. MISC ⤷ MEMES. MISC ⤷ STARTER CALL. MISC ⤷ OPEN. MISC ⤷ SAVE. MISC ⤷ PROMO. MISC ⤷ SELF PROMO. MISC ⤷ SELF REBLOG.