Ariat & Bitterberry [Spy X Assassin Roleplay]

Spy maybe? Unless you have a strong preference

I lean a bit towards female but I can do males as well
And romance wise I prefer mxf

That's cool. I'll take the dude then

You can

Levi ran a hand through his thick black hair as he walked out the door of the agency. It had been a long night and he'd slept there, deciding it was too late to return home. The young spy had just returned from a mission overseas and he was now running out for his first American breakfast in months. Of course, it would consist of only coffee and muffin. He would be up for a good old McDonalds breakfast but decided that would be too hard on his stomach. He'd never done well with their food, even if it tasted good.

He stopped at the nearest gas station for a muffin (the coffee shop charged way too much) and stuck it in the pocket of his sweatshirt as he exited the building with a friendly wave at the cashier. What? He worked hard to be a likable man. He was a natural leader. He was also a big target most of the time, the youngest son in a prominent spy family. But he didn't care. He just worked a little more carefully than the average spy.

When he reached the counter, he ordered his usual cappuccino and smiled as he gave the cashier a tip. "Have a great day," he said to the woman, giving her a smirk as she shook her head. She knew Levi by name, though she thought his name was actually Mason. He tended to not give out his real name.

The young man accepted his drink and sipped it as he made his way towards the exit. He saw a girl making her way towards it and rushed ahead of her to hold it open, a smile on his face.

Levi had nowhere to be for a few hours and he didn't really want to go home and visit Micah when his older brother was likely with his girlfriend at the moment. So Levi, being the slightly obnoxious young man he was, sipped at his cappuccino and followed the girl out.

"I never said you couldn't handle yourself," he pointed out with a frown. "I'm just being a good dude. Chivalry. Manners. Holding the door open. My mom taught me well." Of course, his mom also taught him two languages and how to kill a man in many different ways, but he didn't see the need to share that. All it would do is draw suspicion to himself.

"I'm Mason," Levi said, sticking his hand out to her. Mason had almost taken on his own life in the years. He had an ID with the fake name and a whole history. Mason had just spent the past few months with his wife in Hawaii. Levi had actually been in another country working on some classified mission.

"So, what are you planning to do?" Levi asked, taking a bite from his muffin. He then sipped his drink and finished his muffin. He tossed the wrapper into a garbage can and sipped his cappuccino slower.

Levi heard her comment about asking her name and found himself smirking. "Yeah, but it's also common courtesy that when someone introduces themselves and sticks out a hand, you shake it and say your own name. Therefore, it wasn't exactly considered rude that I didn't ask your name. But if that's what you want to hear, then why don't you tell me your name?" he suggested.

Levi didn't even blink as he followed her into the bad part of town. Yeah, he hadn't grown up there or anything, but he knew he could handle anything that the street punks threw at him. As they walked, he had three different weapons concealed on his body and he was constantly observing his surroundings without being obvious about it. He'd even took down details of this girl.

Levi moved to walk next to her, only half a step behind so he could follow her lead. "So, hitting up the fun part of town?" he asked with a smirk. "I've gotten into a couple nasty fights down here, but nothing I couldn't handle," he told her. "Yeah, i was always that kid getting into too many fights." Actually, Levi Helm had been a top student at the spy academy he had grown up. But Mason Livingston had been a bit of a delinquent and had often served detentions as the result of fights.

Levi shrugged. "Not too far off." He had actually practically grown up at the academy and his summers were spent wherever he and Micah could stay when his parents were off on missions. "I wouldn't exactly call myself a bad boy, but I was pretty rough as a kid." He didn't elaborate on anything, but he kept an eye on the girl. She seemed harmless, but he'd learned to not underestimate anyone. It was one of the first things he'd learned in school. He could look as harmless as possible, so why couldn't she?

"And I haven't heard that name yet?" he pointed out with a raised eyebrow. "Isn't that the basis of a friendship?" he laughed. "I wasted no time telling you my name."

Levi smirked. "No problem," he said with a laugh. "I can handle any problem you throw my way." This was more amusing than he'd hoped. She could ambush him with five of the biggest thugs in this city and he'd have them all knocked out before dusting off his clothes and heading back to the agency.