Mafia Wars

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by -Ali-Touched_By_Weeping_Angels, Jan 9, 2015.

  1. Liliya was asleep, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

    Anya smiles "are you hungry by any chance?"
     
  2. Vinnie slowly starts eating his food. "Mm this is good!"

    "Only a little" Leon says massaging her hips.
     
  3. "Sure?" Anya comments, pressing into him more slightly.
     
  4. (Just me or has this gone from a mafia rp to a highschool romance?)
     
  5. (I have a comment for that but I won't risk being silenced)

    Mia smiled as she ate.

    Marx kissed her cheek before he got up and dressed.
     
  6. (Pm me the comment )
    Leon presses against anya. "If you feel anything do blame me" he says smirking.

    Vinnie looks up at mia. "It's been a while since I've had something like this..."
     
  7. Mia: "really? You never cooked or even went out to eat?"
     
  8. Vinnie shakes his head. "Don't get chance, it's was last year when I cooked last. I only really eat light healthy snacks. Fruit mainly."
     
  9. Mia: "who says this is healthy?"
     
  10. "I could do with a one off, I like eating unhealthy now and again"
     
  11. Mia: "I don't eat much fast food. I prefer to cook."
     
  12. Anya rolls her eyes, "alright.."

    Liliya shifts slightly "I'm keeping your shirt," she comments, her voice husky from sleep.
     
  13. Marx chuckled. "Sure."
     
  14. setting

    A command was typed into a keyboard and a video gets broadcast across all media screens. There was a hooded figure stood at the center of the frame. "People of America; somewhere in your mafia leader's city, is a bomb. One that can destroy you all if you don't find it and give me who I want. They know who they are. If they step forward, you will be fine. Let's see if they are selfless enough eh?" The screens go back to their original state.
     
  15. Liliya smirks "okay," she sits up slightly before laying back down, a hand covering her eyes.
     
  16. Marx smiled at her.

    Mia: "thats not good...."
     
  17. Sora called Mia "pick up please," she mutters.

    Liliya groans "sat up too fast," she comments quietly.
     
  18. Mia answered. "I saw."

    Marx: "whats wrong?"
     
  19. Sora runs a hand through her hair and starts talking quickly in french, "he wants us. I told him to get rid of the bomb idea, thats why he chose us," she whispers.

    Liliya sits up slowly, crossing her legs, placing her hands folded on her ankles "sat up quickly."