"I'm more than happy to take the lead tonight," Cynthia said with a smile as they walked onto the dance floor. As he leant in she glanced quickly trying to make sure no one else heard. There was no hiding the blush on her cheeks though and her gaze dipped from his before she looked up.
"Mm, an odd order to do things in I suppose. But one is far more enticing. I'll let you make your own mind up about which is which."
“I’m what’s called an intermediate- not good, but not bad- and but what I can do is far less impressive than someone with Spanish blood: you’re a natural dancer because of it, I’m sure, so you’ll have to lead the way.”
Laurie then smiled his oh-so charming smile he had perfected to a t and enjoyed the warmth of Cynthia’s hand around his own. He lowered his voice, leaning in a little closer. “To think I’ve seen you naked in my bed before I’ve seen you at a party with your dancing shoes on.”
Cynthia had been quite happy nursing her drink and taking the party in but she couldn't deny she loved dancing and so when Darwyn walked over her smile brightened. "Darwyn Black well don't you scrub up nicely. I'd love to dance but I do believe I need a moment to finish my drink first. Are you enjoying the party?"
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Darwyn made his way over Cynthia, spotting her standing alone. He comes up to her side. "Evening Ms. Vasquez, you look quite lovely. Care to dance?" He was certain Will wouldn't mind if he danced with his ex-wife.
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"I do indeed, the fascinating world of law." Even Cynthia could recognise how dull her work could be so it was with a slight sigh more than a laugh that she responded.
Smith would cope, and then he would complain, because that was what he was good at. Deep breath. It would be the holidays soon and she could forget about work for a week. "I guess we'll find out shortly." She gives a small chuckle.
Her eyes glance up at the building. "You work here?"
Cynthia was grateful to see Laurie, it was nice to see someone with whom she needed to have no pretence and instead could be herself. The fact he was quite handsome helped too and she didn't hide that either.
When he put his glass down she chuckled and took his hand. "Oh you need not worry about that. I have Spanish blood, we're brought up dancing but I can tone it down, for beginners." She teased.
Laurie loved New Year’s Eve. It was the best night of the year to party and drink as much as he wanted and to dress up in one of his finer suits. He also knew he’d always get a good glass of champagne at a big party.
By the time Cynthia had appeared, Laurie had almost finished his first glass and was well on his way to drinking more. He smiled brightly at her when she approached and stood up straight.
“Hello to you, too, stranger. Long time no see.”
Laurie took a final swig of his champagne before setting the empty glass down on the nearest available surface and then turning back to Cynthia. “I’d love to dance. Just don’t show me up; I have a reputation to maintain.”
"I know they don't but my little ones have flown the nest so let me spoil your kids rotten whilst I can." Cynthia missed her children's childhoods and although she was closer to them than Will was it was still not the relationship she'd wished for when they were little. "I'd love a coffee,"
Emma shakes her head at her friend, who always did seem to spoil her children, even when they didn't deserve it. "Happy Holidays Cyn." She takes the gifts, placing them down before giving her friend a hug. "You know you don't have to do that. It's not like they need anything more." The redhead gives a small laugh. "Come in, I'll make us some coffee, or do you want tea?" It was nice to have some time off for the holidays.
[raquel cassidy — 50 — she/her] Introducing CYNTHIA BELL-VASQUEZ. Word on the street is they are a PROSECUTING LAWYER, and despite what others might think, they remain NON-CORRUPT. Though they are QUICK TO JUDGEMENT and STUBBORN, they can also be INTUITIVE and INTELLIGENT. In the chaos of New York City, they’re sure to fit right in.
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— BASICS
Name: Cynthia Bell-Vasquez Age / D.O.B.: 50 + 28/09/73 Gender, Pronouns & Sexuality: Ciswoman, she/her & Bisexual Hometown: Madrid, Spain Affiliation: Law enforcement — Not corrupt.) Job position: Prosecuting Lawyer Education: College Degree Relationship status: Divorced Children: 3 Positive traits: Intuitive, Intelligent, Maternal, Patient, Quick thinking Negative traits: Quick to judgement, Stubborn, Nosy, Workaholic, Bitter
— BIOGRAPHY
Cynthia was born in Spain, her father was a general practice doctor and her mother was a lecturer at the local university. They had high expectations for their daughter but not a lot of time for her.
When she was 14 the family of three moved to New York. It took Cynthia a bit of time to adjust and she was marked as different for her accent.
Instead of focusing on bullies she kept her head down and studied. She studied hard soon getting top grades. One 'distraction' was William Bell. She was smitten with him very quickly.
Cynthia got into university and already had plans to major in Law when the time came. She liked the idea of bring justice.
But then life changed, just after graduating high school Cynthia found out she was pregnant. She loved William but the idea of a child was terrifying. They got married too. When their first child was born Cynthia struggled to adjust to motherhood, especially when William then went to the Naval Academy. Not to mention the fact she'd had to put her college dreams on hold.
Overtime she adjusted though, she did love being a mum but the thirst for more didn't go away. When the Bells first child reached the age of childcare she applied once more and got in.
Although finding the balance between mother and student was difficult she managed and eventually graduated with an offer to intern at one of the city's top firms.
Over the years Cynthia was able to worker way up in the ranks at work as well as having two more children with Bell. Although she is aware of the corruption and danger from the gangs she has been resolute in her fight for justice and refuses to be corrupt.
Eventually her personal life turned difficult though and, after seeing William's paranoia and lack of trust begin to bloom she asked for a divorce. Whilst she wanted to make it work she knew that it was getting worse.
She keeps an eye on him from afar and sees her children at least once a month. It hurts that she's lost the family she treasured and so she has currently been throwing herself into her job.
— SUCCESSION S04E02 “Rehearsal”
Cynthia didn't have any food in front of her yet, instead she was nursing one drink slowly. It wasn't that she was against the conversation, she just wasn't expecting it. So it took a moment for her to respond.
"I've had bits and pieces, it wasn't the worse I've ever had. I recommend the hot stuff though. Better off sufficiently warmed."
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Alcohol is almost tradition after a finished 'truck day'. Thousands of pounds in meat and carcasses all coming in, hung up in the freezer, and awaiting carving. Tiring for any man, let alone an ex-con with a stiff knee and a sore back. Losing his touch, it seems. Maybe age catches up with everyone. But Malachi has sat himself down for a drink and eyes the person beside him. He's not a conversationalist, but spending your entire day in utter silence while heaving around the dead in a giant ice box makes you lonesome. "Have you had the food here?" He taps fingers on the laminated little menu taped to the counter. "Don't normally trust bar food."
"Criminal prosecution," Cynthia said with a small smile, as much as she enjoyed her job she was never sure how to talk about it. So many people found it odd or boring. "What about you?"
Law interested her. Especially when she was reading over some of the contracts that Mr. Morganthal had. She liked to double check things for him. "What exactly do you do?" Cemre knew there were different branches.
"Oh you shouldn't have to be nicer. I'm sure he can cope," Cynthia said with a small shrug, perhaps she was becoming more callous than usual but she was sure if the roles were reversed Cemre would have been expected to be fine.
"Not interrupted at all, just a cigarette break."
Cemre wanted to believe she dealt with it. She was sure Smith would give her a call in an hour with the same story and she would have to stand her ground. Thankfully there was only one more day before she was off for a little.
"I hope so. I don't think I could be much more nicer to him." She offers the woman a smile. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything." She had already made a fool of herself.