Pizza... I think [domino/open]

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Mathew moseyed into the local Pizza place slowly and lazily. He was only a little toasted off of pot, and had the munchies. He wore a shirt sporting Bob Marley, and as if to push the stereotype further, he contained his dreads in a rasta style hat. His clothes were pretty new as he had been pretty successful lately selling. The joint had a particular smell to it, and matty wondered it some of his produce ended up in the back room. The place was small, and probably family owned. Several tables were set up, insinuating that they didnt always deliver.
"Hey, are you going to order?"
Matty giggled a little but suppressed it. "yeah, sure."

Domino Love moved through the pizza parlor, her eyes hidden beneath her sunglasses as she walked, hips swaying like most females seemed to do, hands in her pockets, taking glances and nodding in greeting. She smiled slightly, facing the back of what seemed to be a boy. Long hair, apparently in dreads. She tilted her head as her eyes flashed. Her lips moved, and yet, no words came out as she gathered his data quickly and quietly. She took notice of his movements, his voice.

Domino wasn’t quite sure of this thing they called “pizza.” By its looks, it seemed almost… Disgusting. Yet the smell of the dough and cheese seemed riveting. She smiled even more, lifting her chin to take in the smell. Oh, how lovely the smell of cheese! A smelly sort of smell that was almost to good to believe.

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"I would like a supreme, X large thin crust." Matty said pushing dread back out of his eyes. "take your time... I've got all day..." He chuckled again at his little joke, slapped down a twenty.
The employee sighed apathetically and gave him his change. Matty took a seat at the nearest table,and stared at the fan with his mouth hanging open.

She smiled, watching his movements closely. He had given the employee money, who in return granted him some change. She was curious as to how both acquired some money all the while. She tilted her head slightly before moving forward with a single step, sliding her other foot and slapping the heels together. Domino swiped her bangs form her face, smiling, as she pushing the sunglasses up upon her nose. “I’ll have a cheese. Just cheese.” She smiled and leaned against the counter, taking from her pockets a few crispy dollars. She slapped them, too, upon the counter and smirked. The employee arched a brow before handing her change as well. She looked at the money like an interesting object as she soon moved through the parlor. She shoved the money into her pockets and slid into a seat across from the boy with dreadlocks.

Mathew Lauden. Middle name is unknown at the moment… Seventeen year old male… Has some potential in powers. Substances, it seems… How intriguing… Domino kept to herself at the beginning, before parting her lips to speak. “Hello.” She said coolly, moving the glasses down to the tip of her nose. She eyed him once – unable to bear much more of his stupid expression as he stared at a ceiling fan. She frowned, pushing the sunglasses back up over her eyes and tapped her fingernails irritably against the table.

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Mathew snapped out of his stupor, realizing that the fan wasn't even on. After wiping a bit of drool, he blinked slowly, and looked to see where that raspy noise came from.
"Uh... hey.... do I know you?" he looked at her with his eyes half open and his head tilted back.
Maybe he was a bit worse off than he thought. Since he made all his drugs himself, he knew that none were laced. He wouldn't have been so stoned if he knew he was going to meet someone. He didn't meet very many new people, and didn't have very many friends. Everyone either tried to capture or use him. This person looked like the type to try and use him. "...whatever...whats the point..." he sighed.

Domino had thought, at first, this boy had been entranced by something upon the fan. It wasn’t until he looked at her, partially, that she then realized the boy was just a little stupid. She arched a brow and leaned against the chair, her feet crossed at the ankles as she eyed him more. She tilted her head and away and ran her hands through her short mane, thinking of how to tell him her plan without being considered a “jerk.” She pursed her lips and bit the inside of her cheeks before smiling and looking back up at him.

“You don’t know me.” She started. “but I know you. Mathew Lauden. Age seventeen. Considered a ‘Super,’ in proper terms. Able to make anything into any sort of substances, am I not correct?” She wrapped her arms around herself again, her eyes now trailing around the room. A camera was pointed in her direction before swinging the other way slowly.

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Matty's heart raced, and he began looking for the exits conspicuously. 'oh, shit, shes a spook from the government.' he thought to himself.
"No! You have the wrong person." he tryed to hide the panic in his voice. Certain government agencies wanted to get their hands on him. Why? probably to make weapons, or worse, so he could be used as a weapon.

Her brows creased together. She leaned forward, now placing her sunglasses down onto the table and looking him in his eyes. “I seriously doubt I have the wrong person, chump.” She grinned. Before she wanted to continue speaking, her pizza had been delivered to her, placed in front of her in a sloppy manner. She eyed the cheese – all gooey and warm – before taking a slice. “You aren’t leaving here. I have something for you to do for me.” She took a bite form her slice of pizza, the tomato sauce, hot and steamy, running down her throat as she swallowed.

“It’s important, if you’re wondering. And have a feeling you can help me out.” She took another bite before proceeding. “You see, I’m looking for someone. Well, some people. They’re twins. Spencer Delacroix and Liam Delacroix. One of which is male, the other is female. Perhaps you can help me look for them.” It was more of an order then a question. She was quite firm with her voice. And quite frankly, very much unexcited with her self-chosen mission. She wasn’t to sure if he could help her. Nevertheless, she needed some pointers on where they were hiding.

If they were hiding, that is.

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The wait for his own pizza was going to be much worse, having to smell hers. Matty held out his hands toward the cashier palms up in a guesture that said 'wtf dude?' It was obvious they put her on a higher priority than him, seeing as she had ordered second and got her pizza first... then again, a supreme took longer to prepare.
Matty had some excelent connections in the criminal underground. His ability to make custom weapons and designer drugs got him friends in high places. Well, actually, they were just customers in his eyes. Another meal. "That depends... once you find the Delacrouix twins, what do plan on doing?"
He knew who they were, but didn't exactly know where they were as they didn't directly work together. However, he knew exactly who to refer her to.

“Well,” she began, smiling as she pushed the pizza away and leaned forward, tilting her head lightly. “let’s just say, if you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.” It seemed obvious she was going to need his assistance for as long as she needed it. He was a vital tool, being able to substances into other such materials. He was a brave soul, having his record on nearly every police file, which came in handy for the short-haired girl. She waved her bangs from her face and leaned closer. “I know every little detail, every little crime you have ever committed. I suggest staying on my good side and helping me out with this.” Was it blackmailing?

Domino thought so.

Not like it had mattered to the Hybrid in any least bit. After all, she couldn’t get charged for it. Not for long, at least. Domino pushed herself from the seat, scratching the metal legs against the tile, creating a rather irritating screech. She got to her feet and pushed the chair into place and slid her sunglasses over her eyes. “Do we have a deal?” She held out her hand, before retracting it. “Remember what I said – you help me, and I’ll help you.” She reached out again.