#silver fox silco

[henrysglock]

Duality of man:

Glad that Silco died in s1 so he didn't get "power of love"-ified in s2 (outside of Jinx's hallucination, which was really just her mind talking to itself and finally outright justifying suicide as an escape for her/her mind giving itself permission to commit suicide using the voice of the only person who'd ever truly understood her rather than a reflection on the real Silco, but I digress...)

Disappointed that there isn't more Silco content to consume because that man was a silver fox with complex morals and good political motivations

[perfectlywingedart]

Silver fox Silco 🩶

[shatteredsoul60]

Hello everyone your lovely desperate furball here!

Searching for a roleplay partner who knows Arcane and is alright with OC x CC ! I'm 20!

(I don't know who I want to ship with my OC. Silco or Vander- Whoever accepts to do the Roleplay with me can help 😭)

18+ only please! (⁠╬⁠☉⁠д⁠⊙⁠)⁠⊰⁠⊹ฺ

I do semi-lit Rps, I've been roleplaying for almost 10 years now. I normally do Roleplays on Discord!

RP WILL CONTAIN: NSFW, trauma, fighting, alcohol, drugs mentions, death, dark themes and so on! It's arcane- do I need to explain?

I unfortunately don't do double ups/play as canon characters cause I'm worried I'll play them wrong! So sorry about that- 😓

(Disclaimer, I've only watched the show, never played League of Legends)

I'm wanting to use this gal + info on her!⬇️

Vixen Silvers. The fox of the undercity.

(A OC I use for so many different fandoms💀)

Vixen is known as the fox of the undercity, she's known to carry around two axes on her waist and two swords as well. She has throwing knives stashed away on her, it's like magic. Where'd she pull that knife out from? WHO KNOWS!

She's a skilled fighter, she's known to be on her own side. Sneaking around the undercity as her fox form, ease dropping on nearly everyone. Vixen almost knows where everyone is, almost everyone.

Vixen is mostly found in the fighting pits, she wins and she loses sometimes. She doesn't really care, she just likes fighting. Her nickname there was always the rabid fox.

What a cheesy ass nickname..

She used to be a normal customer at The Last Drop, so she knew Vander. Vixen looked up to him, he was interesting to her.

Vixen has a calm attitude, though at times she can lose her temper and start a fight. Though if she loses the fight, sure she'll be mad but always tells the other 'Good fight'.

Did she catch your eye? Well, comment if anyone is interested in roleplaying! Who would be good to ship her with, Vander or Silco?

I can't pick- I love them both

what shall happen on our adventure? Let's find out~

REMINDER: I roleplay on discord! ^^

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Wait Inky ! A mini mini mini mini fic about Astrid simping about Silco’s hair and calling him a silver fox please I beg on my knees🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Well... since you're on your knees and all...

SILVER FOX

Silco x Reader || Silco x Astrid || Post DWM || Established Relationship || SFW but a tad suggestive || wc: 900~ || AO3

“I just figured out something that’s been bugging me.”

An absent hum is Silco’s only response – an automatic sound, not one of interest or enquiry. His gaze doesn’t lift from the papers in front of him, and the scratch of his pen doesn’t cease its rhythmic flow.

You roll your eyes and sit up from your horizontal recline along the length of the crimson sofa, discarding your book onto the coffee table as you do. It’s not like you’ve even been reading it for the past ten minutes. The leather-bound hardback has instead provided the perfect cover for your surreptitious spying – a wall of paper propped on your chest over which to peek and observe your crime lord boyfriend hard at work.

You’ve found yourself completely taken by the way the nimbus of light from his desk lamp touches the high points of his cheek bones. What a contrast the soft amber glow is to the stern features it illuminates; striking lines etched in a habitual scowl of concentration.

“It’s been on the tip of my brain ever since I returned from my undue banishment,” you lament, swinging your boots off the arm of the sofa to stand. You stroll towards the desk, fingers walking over the various piled items as you round the edge, “Never quite managed to pin the thought down though… until now.”

Another hum, delayed by half a beat this time, and veined with splinters of annoyance. He should really know by now that such things only spur you on.

You slip into the narrow gap between his desk and chair, and pluck his pen straight from his fingers, tucking it behind your ear for safe keeping. Silco’s jaw tightens immediately, and flashing, ire-filled eyes snap up to meet yours. But you’re quick to pull the plug on his rising anger – irritation shifts to begrudging appeasement as you kneel up onto his chair, straddling his hips to settle down into his lap.

“Don’t you want to hear about what I realised?”

“I’ve the distinct feeling you’ll be informing me regardless,” Silco mutters darkly.

“Your hair,” you skim your fingertips over the long styled strands atop his head. More specifically the silvering band which cuts through the sea of pitch dark, extending back from the left side of his brow half-way towards the crown, “You didn’t have this streak before I left. It’s new.”

“Mm. Oddly enough I’ve been greying a lot faster since you came into my life.”

“Seems to me like not being in your life kickstarted this fancy little stripe here,” you retort with a cocky smirk.

The click of his tongue accompanies the fleeting, skyward roll of his eyes, even as his hands drop from the armrests to alight on your thighs and smooth affectionately up towards your hips.

“Is this you hinting that I should start dyeing my hair?”

“Gods no,” you splutter upon a horrified chuckle, “I love the grey.”

“You do, hm?”

“Oh absolutely,” you run your fingers through the cropped salt and pepper strands either side of his head, “I think it’s very refined.”

“Refined?”

You confirm with a hum, nails scraping lightly as you drag them back against the grain towards his temples, leaving ruffled hair in your wake, “Very dashing.”

“Dashing,” he repeats; the single word a vague murmur beneath his breath. 

His seafoam eye becomes half hidden beneath its drooping lid thanks to the languid patterns you trace into his scalp, hitting all the spots you know he likes best. You press yourself closer, arching your spine until your chest presses flush against his, and all it takes is the tilt of your chin to brush your lips in a sensual tease against his.

“Very sexy,” you whisper.

You receive a throaty rumble in response, and your knees slide against the leather seat of Silco’s chair as he drags you even closer by the hips. He attempts to steal a kiss but you pull back just a little, leaving him chasing your lips as you delve your fingers deep into the thick hair atop his head, no longer caring for the integrity of his careful styling as you comb it into a dishevelled mess.

“You’re a total silver fox.”

The curl of his mouth is both amused and pleased. His heavily lidded gaze remains on you, even as his skull rolls and sways atop his spine; puppeted by the pampering knead of your hands.

He indulges himself a little longer before speaking. The words a smooth, low roll over his tongue, “Do you honestly believe that flattery is going to save you?”

Your fingers still, “Save me?”

Your stomach swoops as the world around you pitches. Papers rustle and crumple beneath your spine as your back makes heavy contact with the surface of Silco’s desk, the man himself caging you in from above. Dark, predatorial eyes snatch all the air from your lungs, and the hubristic hook of his lips ignites a molten fire in the depths of your gut.

His hands curl around the edge of the desk either side of your head, wood creaking as he lowers himself until his face hovers bare inches above yours. Tousled hairs of both black and silver falling forward to tickle your brow.

“It’s high time you learn what happens to impertinent little vixens who interrupt my work.”

[perfectlywingedsilco]

Officially obsessed.

[zkyfall]

Okay just one more 🤩

Silco nap sound like it will solve every problem I have 😱

Heya, elf! 😍

Ask and you shall receive, here’s Silco Nap Art WIP from the WIP game : 

Background Story: I saw Fren's design for Shimmer Rezzed Silco (here) and absolutely lost my MIND. If anyone finds it, please return. He's so beautiful, its too much for my tender heart.

So I was thinkin' bout Silco's slow, painful recovery. Him being confused, weak and sleeping all the time 🥺. But of course, the war with Piltover is ON now and Sevika is busy holding down the fort while Jinx is running around distracting the Enforcers. 

So Jinx leaves her plushie with him as he’s recovering so he doesn't feel too lonely 😭💕

[thisishwrworld]

Literally this!! The fact we don’t get an AU scene between Powder and Silco is devastating to me. Season 2 of Arcane felt much diff from Season 1 and this was definitely a part of it. Jinx doesn’t seem to miss Silco or the Last Drop/her home at all! It’s like she just fine. And I don’t believe that, I don’t believe the Jinx of S1 would be fine and just moving on.

Arcane is amazing and I love it, but S2 let me down in a couple of ways, specially when it came to seeing Silco’s arc through to the end via Jinx’s emotions and actions. Where is Silco’s daughter, because it sure isn’t the Jinx we see in S2!! Maybe the creators realized all of us were more enamored with the Eye of Zaun than they had planned idk!! He’s such an amazing character though, a true class act on how-to write a complex character and antihero who easily toes the line into full on villain.

And the whole Vander scenes while sweet felt so disjointed. I was sitting here like tf, are we not going to think of Silco and that we miss him? I mean Vander raised Jinx for like maybe 3-5 years of her very early life. Silco easily got around 7-10 years with Jinx and in very developmental stages. Silco is the father here. Vander was always Vi’s dad. It feels like such a betrayal for the whole Vander arc to occur and almost throw Silco to the wayside. And like blaming Silco for not getting Vander’s letter? You’re joking!!

Ugh at least they say me silver fox sexy as always Silco in the AU, everything they did wrong is forgiven for just that!!

Season 1 put such a heavy emphasis on the idea that Jinx and Silco were family. We saw them hug each other, we saw silco cradle her as a little girl, we saw her climb in his lap like she was a little girl, we saw silco kiss her forehead, and not only did we see all of this physical behavior, we also had tons of dialogue that backed up this theme.

"Who, Jinx? She works for him. She's like his daughter."

"Let's just say I didn't always see eye to eye with my old man. She'll come to you when she's ready."

"This is for your own sanity. I once had a daughter."

"fear haunts us all, child."

"Is there anything so undoing as a daughter?"

"You're my daughter Jinx, I'll never forsake you."

So clearly season 1 wants us to know that Jinx is Silco's daughter and Silco is Jinx's father. So why was this completely abandoned in season two? In season two, NO ONE refers to jinx as Silco's daughter, Jinx herself NEVER refers to herself as his daughter, and she never refers to HIM as her dad. No no on the contrary, when Vander comes back she's calling him dad left right and center despite the fact that she never called Vander dad when she was little, when he was still alive. This is so odd to me because I'm fairly sure that Jinx spent more time with Silco than she did Vander.

[artist-assassin]

i just think he’s neat [ @simpfiles ]

[a-gal-with-taste]

Gal Masterlist - Silco

Masterlist of all Silco fics on my blog, my shrine of simping and thirst, complied into one post that took me WAY too long to make.

May expand to other characters if requested. Each fic has it's own warning-list, and reminder that this blog is 18+ only, Minors DNI

Unless otherwise stated, fics are Silco/Reader material

[Updated Feb. 23, 2022]

A03 | Kofi | Requests: Open | Taglist

Multi-Parters

Timer (Ongoing)

In the color of their eyes, there is a set of numbers on wrists that are counting down the days, hours, minutes, and seconds to when you will meet your soulmate.

Pretend (Ongoing)

After being tailed one-too-many blocks, you duck into the first bar you find and grab the most-sober looking man in the room to do a bit of acting. You find, it might have been a more dangerous gamble than you'd ever intended...

Of Zaun (TBC)

Future Multi-Chapter

Of Opposites (Hiatus)

But your racing, panicking mind just can’t seem to shake the idea of it, a part of you musing coldly, clinically at the idea of just… letting it happen. Letting the Eye of Zaun simply stay down in this flooded basement. Letting Silco drown.

Flawless (Comp.) (All Parts NSFW)

The first time you ever said it, it was his 17th time visiting you.

Goodreads (Comp.)

You walk into the Undercity’s most famous club, and an hour in, immediately sneak off to go immerse yourself in the book you brought. The stranger that joins you at the bar-counter, takes an interest.

Tired (Ongoing)

It's too late (early, probably) to be getting chewed out like this. Your fist is still stinging from last nights' job, you need a shower, you still have no idea how to navigate your complex emotions for this man, and worse of all: You're tired.

Alt. Timer (AU of Timer | Hiatus)

In which timers are allowed to reach zero.

Lucky (Ongoing) (Part 2 NSFW)

You admired him. Then you became infatuated with him. You don't know if you call what you feel now love, but it made the mental image of you and him rather painful, in knowing that now it could never be. Not after this, not with that book in his hands... so maybe it was something close to it.

The Perfect Fit (Comp.) (Part 4 NSFW)

Once upon a time, a Son of Zaun peers into the window of a tailor shop. The tailor's apprentice comes outside to join him.

Yours, or Mine? (Comp.)

The aftermath of a one-night with a young Son of Zaun.

Royal-Flush (Comp.) (Part 2 NSFW)

Another thrill creeps up your spine. Any complaints of the chill goes out the window under the heat of his gaze watching you, as you reach down and hook fingers on the hem of your pants. A new kind of game has begun.

Oneshots

His Colors

From The Past

Jealousy, Jealousy

Old Ghosts

Fishbowl

Well Hello

Together

Sweet

Are We?

Nice Things

"They won't let me."

Enunciate (NSFW)

"Go back to Sleep."

Terror (NSFW)

Echoings (NSFW)

Something Special (NSFW)

Special Something (NSFW)

Second the Motion (NSFW)

Gala of '81 (NSFW)

Caller Not Available (NSFW)

Fond Farewell (NSFW)

I Don't Like This Song (NSFW)

Musical Appreciation (NSFW)

Requests

Protective Silco w/Apologizing Reader

"Charming" young Silco First-Meet

Physical-Affection w/young Silco

Injured Reader + Protective Silco

New Years w/Silco and Jinx

Drunk!Reader calling Silco a silver-fox

Soulmate AU + Piltover!Reader x young Silco

Reader with New Haircut + young Silco

Reader speaking different language

"As the World Caves in" + Reader Death

Mom!Reader Saving Jinx + Couch-Sleeping Silco

One That Got Away + mining kids Reader & Silco

Childhood Savior/Crush + Reunion as Adults

Singer!Reader w/young Vander & Silco

Partner in Crime with Silco

Young Silco/Reader + breeding kink (NSFW)

Young Jealous Silco

Reader accidentally saying "I Love You"

Reader on a Leash (NSFW)

Analysis & Stuff

Screenshot Collection | 1 2 3 4

Silco & Jayce Negotiation Scene

Silco's Gang Reaction to Powder/Jinx

Quotes/Opinion on how to write Relationships

Gushing about Favorite Silco Screenshots

"No seriously, I've never watched Arcane."

Silco and Independent/Dependent Partners

Silco Expression, "The Nation of Zaun."

[sunflowericescribbles]

Aaw she a princess, I hope she gets a little crown for her birthday then :3

Princess of Zaun

[space-blue]

Is it shoulder length hair?? Is it a bun?? The bun supremacy is anxious about this, of course, so I propose it IS a bun, it's just higher up on his head. The loose strands are escaped from the bun.

Long haired Silco our beloved. You're as real as Silver Fox Silco in our hearts!!

[iseutz]

Arcane developers be like:

-Ok, I like this Silco character, very well written. Now, what about the design, how can we make him more interesting? -What about we make him... not attractive? There's plenty of boring sexy villains out there. -Oh, I got it: let's make him old! Like 45/50-ish. Not elder, but let's give him some actual wrinkes. -But not silver fox- -No, not silver fox, more like we give him some 1950's republican-gay-in-denyal haircut turning grey. -Not bad, not bad... and not buff or super tall or anything. Average body. -Guys guys guysss: let's give him teef. -... -Like his jaws went through a cocktail shaker. -You're a fucking genius.

ARCANE FANDOM:

[lillianofliterature]

about me. . .

Lillian, 23, she/her, panromantic asexual, pots, adhd, infp, 2w1

follower of Jesus, friend to bugs, obsessed with dinosaurs

aspiring author, fanfic writer, jewelry maker & paleoartist

what i’m typing. . .

REQUESTS

"silver fox”, terry silver x younger!reader [age gap] [mini series]

various preferences

ONE-SHOTS/MINI SERIES

“extending hospitality”, obi-wan kenobi x reader [part three] [mini series conclusion] ON HIATUS

“reflections of the heart”, severus snape x reader [mini series]

“the guilt of seven graves”, severus snape x reader [one-shot] [dark content warning]

"of gits and glowers", severus snape x reader [one-shot]

"down by the river", halsin x reader

"folk hero's plight", astarion x reader

links and resources. . .

main masterlist

imagines/preferences masterlist

request guidelines

my spotify (including character themed playlists and povs)

characters i obsess over. . .

alan grant, aragorn, astarion ancunín, august booth, beetlejuice, beorn, bofur, bruno madrigal, daniel larusso, daryl dixon, data soong, din djarin, dwalin, eddie munson, elrond, frodo baggins, george of the jungle, haldir, halsin, heimdall, jack sparrow, jareth, johnny lawrence, killian jones, loki, obi-wan kenobi, remus lupin, rick o'connell, rumplestiltskin/mr. gold, severus snape, silco, spencer shay, spock, tarrant hightopp, terry silver, thranduil, tyrion lannister

ariel, arya stark, brienne of tarth, danaerys targaryen, emma swan, frankie bernstein, jinx, karlach, katniss everdeen, leia organa, merida, mulan, natasha romanoff, regina mills, sansa stark, zelena

my fandoms. . . 

TV/SERIES:

once upon a time, outlander, arcane, star trek (tos, aos, tng, voy, pic), stargate (sg-1, atlantis, universe), cobra kai, game of thrones, good omens, our flag means death, the last of us, the clone wars, the mandalorian, the book of boba fett, the falcon and the winter soldier, loki, avatar: the last airbender, the legend of korra, grace and frankie, the walking dead, the waltons, matlock, sherlock, icarly, 2000s nickelodeon/disney channel shows

MOVIES:

the hobbit, the lord of the rings, harry potter, the chronicles of narnia, star wars, star trek, marvel/mcu, jurassic park/world, pirates of the caribbean, the karate kid (I-III), labyrinth, hunt for the wilderpeople, sense and sensibility (1995), alice in wonderland (2010), finding neverland (2004), the phantom of the opera (2004), beetlejuice, the nightmare before christmas, the little mermaid, emperor’s new groove, tinker bell, and a gazillion more 

BOOKS:

the hunger games, the hobbit, the lord of the rings, the true confessions of charlotte doyle, percy jackson series, the selection series, anything austen or brontë, and a lot of heckin’ good fanfiction

MUSIC/GENRES:

film scores/soundtracks, musicals, reggae, alternative/indie, celtic punk, celtic music, various independent instrumentals/composers, folk rock, 70s/80s rock, indie folk, pop, and a sprinkle of everything else (I listen to almost every genre, it just depends on what my soul needs in the moment! music is so cathartic, i’m almost always listening to it)

james newton howard, howard shore, bear mccreary, rachel portman, anne dudley, alexandre desplat, john powell, john williams, harry gregson-williams, mark isham, bob marley & the wailers, jack johnson, dave matthews band, red house painters, iron & wine, cat stevens, daft punk, adele, lord huron, fleetwood foxes, dodie, birdy, avril lavigne, priscilla ahn, AND SO MANY MORE! (i freaking love music)

if you want to know more or chat about any shared fandoms or inquire about unlisted fandoms or interests, just dm me!

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Silver fox Silco make me go brrrrrr

Silver Fox Silco make me go aawwOOOOOOGA BARK BARK *whistle* *foot stomp* humina humina ggrRrrRrRRrrrrr meow

[perfectlywingedsilco]

Silcaerys Targaryen, the first of his name.

[toshisurtsdottir]

Unnoticed - Chapter One

Summary: Toshi is the most successful thief the undercity ever had. She is known to be able to steal anything while staying undetected. However, after stealing from the undercity´s most feared crime lord, she finds herself in big trouble.

!Warnings for future chapters: Smut, Swearing, Mentions of Abuse 

Also please note that this is an AU, where Jinx does not exist. (I left her out simply because it would be demotivating for me to include too many characters.)

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“I don´t think you can do that. You pulled many tricks, but this one will break your neck, man.” Cheat, a young guy, sat across the table in front of a masked woman. He leaned forward and sighed. “I mean, nobody will give you any money to do it anyway. It´s really just for the kick, isn’t it?” Toshi raised her head and took a sip from the glass of vodka she held in her hand. Black nails shining in the coloured lights. “You´re right. It is to prove something though. Lately, people have been questioning my abilities as a thief. They talk, you know? I´m going to prove just how good of a thief I really am.” She smirked under her fox-mask. She was dressed all black, silver chains hanging around her neck, rings on all her fingers. They clicked against the glass impatiently. After her last robbery, the guy who had hired her remarked that her prices are too high and that she was just a scam, that anyone could do what she did with a little training. Of course she made him pay for that comment. Nobody was allowed to question her. She had then decided to prove them all wrong by stealing something from the undercity’s most dangerous man. Silco. “You wouldn’t understand, Cheat. It´s a matter of honour. Of which you have none.” She chuckled. He rolled his eyes and got up, pushing the chair away angrily. “Fine then, be stupid. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He huffed and stormed out of the bar. She was left alone, surrounded by drunk people dancing, fighting and yelling at each other to loud music. Her eyes scanned the room. Some people eyed her cautiously. Not only did she own this bar, people all around the city knew her mask. As she got up too, she could see people holding on tighter to their bags and money. “Pathetic.” She said quietly. If she wanted to, she could pickpocket anyone here and nobody would notice. She went upstairs and left the building through a window in the roof. Standing outside, she felt the chilly air tug at her thin, black coat. She looked over the buildings of the undercity, the smoke rising from the lanes and chimneys, neon lights shining brightly in the darkness of the night. Yells, shots and laughter filled the air. She took off her mask when she knew nobody was watching and pulled down her hood, showing noticeable white hair. Toshi ran over the rooftops, bare feet making no sound as she did so. She jumped down into one of the darker alleys and continued walking, silent like a fox on the hunt. She wasn’t called “The Vixen” just for fun.

When she arrived at an old, withered building, she opened the front door and walked in, locking the door behind her. It was located at the outer side of the city, right by the docks that hadn’t been used in years. The corridor was cold and looked as abandoned as one might expect upon seeing this building for the first time. She arrived upstairs and opened the door to her flat. In complete contrast to the corridor, this room looked homely. A lit fireplace provided warmth that filled the whole apartment, plants could be found anywhere and big, heavy rugs lay on the ground. At the other side of the door were large windows, covered by dark green curtains that kept people from looking into her home. Nobody except for her had ever seen the inside of this flat. Toshi took off her coat and threw it on a green couch that sat in front of huge shelves, filled with hundreds of books. She tied up her hair into a messy bun and made her way to a large desk, papers scattered all over it. She sat down in a dark red armchair and lit up a cigarette she had nicked from one of the bar guests. It tasted alright, she thought. “Alright.” She leaned forward and looked at her notes. Written on them were numbers and the names of places Sico had gone to over the past couple of weeks. At first, it had seemed like there was never a certain time he would be out. But yesterday she had discovered that most days from exactly 3.12pm to 4.00pm Silco and Sevika, his right hand woman, both left his office at the Last Drop – a bar owned by Silco. Toshi didn’t know where they were headed, but this was an opportunity she certainly didn’t want to miss. Tomorrow, she would be stealing from undercity´s most feared crime lord. She was so excited.

Toshi woke up late the next day. It was already 3pm when she finally left her flat and ran through the lanes. She was wearing her hood and mask, people giving her angry looks as she bolted past them. She hid behind a wall when she arrived at the Last Drop, hoping that Silco and Sevika would leave again today. She was just in time, the front door opened, and she watched the two of them walk down the street and into the smog of the city. That was her chance. She smirked and started to climb the wall of the building she had been hiding behind. Once she reached the top, she ran towards the edge and leaped over to the roof of the bar. She landed without making a noise, merely a shadow to anyone passing by. “Guess that guy was right. Easy as baking a cake.” She giggled as she made her way to the other side of the roof. She looked down and was met with a large, green window that covered the back of Silco´s office. She jumped down onto the window sill and easily pushed the window open, sliding in. 3.34. She had 26 minutes until Silco would return. To play it safe, she wanted to be back on the roof by 3.50. So that left her with 16 minutes. Toshi didn’t want to waste any time and begun searching through the drawers of his desk. Paperwork listing the export and production of shimmer, a drug that made the consumer more than ten times stronger after consumption. But it cost the health of those who used it frequently and Toshi didn’t want anything to do with a drug this dangerous. She continued to search through the drawers, smiling when she found a box of cigars, beautifully rolled and promisingly good looking. They were put into a bag she had brought with her. 3.40. The cigars were nice, but she had to leave an impression. Make Silco realise that he was just another commoner to her after all. She could be stopped by nobody. She sat down on his red armchair and spun it around a few times before her eyes fell onto Silco´s coat. A large grin grew on her face. She jumped up and walked over to the coat hanging on the wall next to the door that led into the bar. She grabbed it but froze in place when she heard steps coming up the stairs towards the office. “You´re getting old.” A female voice remarked. “If you say so.” A male voice. Silco. Toshi panicked, throwing on the coat and bolting to the window. Behind her, she could hear the door opening, a large shadow darkening the room. Toshi crouched in the window, turning her head to look at Silco. He was tall and dressed as elegant as you would expect of him. His eyes were burning into her as he spotted her.

“If you leave right now, I will hunt you down and skin you alive.” His voice kept a cool tone that send shivers down Toshi´s spine. She felt cocky though, how would he ever find her? Nobody knew about her identity. And she could fight if necessary.

“Interesting threat. I will remember that and use it myself.” She answered, jumping out of the window as soon as Silco took a step towards her.

From the streets, she could see Silco staring down at her from his window, angrier than ever. She waved at him and ran down the street, disappearing into the darkness.