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 Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 5:41 pm
Vincent
Vincent closed the door, his lips burning with her touch, he slid across the truck lid and then slid into the driver seat. He turned the key and pressed the ignition button. The five hundred fifty twin turbo charged engine roared to life. He flicked the headlights on and the flipped the safety cover off the traction control. He knew just about everything on this car. It was his dream vehicle, the car he was going to buy when he was done with his dealing. He flipped the traction control switch to off, dropped the car into first and hit the accelerator. It was like blasting off on the shuttle launch, well that was all he could equate it to. The lightweight car blasted out of the alley with a roar, he hit the handbrake and forced the beast into a sharp right, honks telling him he had cut in front of someone. He hit the accelerator again and they were off.
"Wow this is a rush. Everything I thought it would be." He turned the GPS on, it didn't come with one, so this one was a dash mounted model.
"Let's see here, how bout Indian since you don't like fish." The route was mapped and he gunned the car. The Indian restaurant was only a mile away, but he shot past and went four miles before hitting the e-brake and pulling off a hundred and eighty degree turn. The GPS mapped a new route, but Vincent overrode this mapping one that would take them through the back alleys and winding streets.
"Say it should take us fifteen minutes at the speed limit. I say four." He gunned the car and they were off again.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 10:50 am
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪  Sal continued to sit in his lap as Vas went through the basic mechanics of the device. It was all rather fascinating. For some reason, she had always assumed that the tip of the bullet was pointed, not flat but the explanation was enough to see why this design might be better. His hands were quick and nimble during the whole process of taking apart the gun and reassembling it. Fortunately, she had been able to keep up for most of it. Sal nodded when he was finished and giggled softly at his breath on the back of her hair. When he kissed her, she immediately moaned but pulled back soon after with a grin. "Mr. Zaitsev, you say that as if I don't do it all the time." Her smirk stayed put as she slipped off of him and stepped out into the night air. The restaurant was grand in structure and well lighted. "Come on, I can't get in there without you, you know." Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 11:11 am
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone."  Naomi wanted to hurl. Speed was not exactly at the top of her list and Vincent seemed to take that little concept to the extreme. He had even passed the restaurant just to do some more driving. Apart from that though, it rode like a dream but the constant speed would make her sick eventually. The manager slipped her hand over his as they began to take the long way back to the restaurant. "Indian, I like that but Vincent, I really hope that you understand that I'm a simple girl and showing off means nothing to me." Her fingers tightened around his as she finished, "However, I do appreciate that you're trying." Naomi kept her hand where it was and glanced out of the window, pushing mentally against any thoughts about Jordan. Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 11:20 am
Јoʀδan ×I never promised you that I would not be that guy...  Jordan was feasting in style, across the road from Sal and Vas, with his Chinese takeout and car with no lights. He was not even paying them as much attention as he should be giving them. Naomi was not with them and Sal was a worse catch than her. No, he was making sure that nothing happened without his knowledge of it. He had sent the names back to Headquarters and expected something back by dawn. In the meantime, he was keeping a close eye on all of those who were directly affected by Naomi and the Cafe. Plus, the hotel was too far away and then end up being boring even if he did manage to get over that hurdle. [I apologize for short posts.] ...This is not my apology.×
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 3:57 pm
Vassili
Vassili slid from the car and slipped the driver a hundred Euro Note.
"Be back here in an hour and a half. Don't be late, or your job is mine." The man smiled and shook his head nervously. Vassili proffered his arm to Sal and walked her into the dazzling restaurant. It was a five star affair where you could easily drop a thousand dollar bill. He had gotten a booth in a secluded corner. He offered his name, the host grabbed two menu's and showed them to the both. There was a five piece string group in the center of the place, Vassili hardly noticing, his eyes glued on Sal. He helped her slide in and then slid in next to her.
"Bottle of your finest red please." The host bowed away and Vassili didn't open the menu. He knew what he was getting, all he waiting for was her.
"Well you may be fabulous all the time, I'm not. Just a drifter with a lot of money and no one to spend it on." He chuckled, one hand resting on her leg. His fingers lightly sliding over the dress, enough pressure for her to feel it underneath.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 4:02 pm
Vincent
Vincent heard her and knew she was sorta enjoying the ride, but slower would be better. He flicked the traction control on and set a dial to the lower three hundred twenty horsepower setting. He cruised out of the alleys and onto the main drag.
"Sorry. I always get a bit itchy in a fast car, especially my dream car." He shifted into third, and intertwined his finger into hers. They were at least five minutes at the cruising speed.
"So what happened to get a hit-man set on you. I mean, Vassili I expected, you that's weird. Something about your father working for them?" He didn't want to pry, but he felt like he should know now that he was in for the ride.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 4:49 pm
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪ Sal looked at Vas. His eyes were back to their normal shade and that hand on her thigh was making her weak in the knees despite them sitting. She grinned at him seductively while edging closer to him and opening the menu. As her eyes browsed through the various selections, Sal said quietly, "And why is that? I mean, you're handsome and independent of almost everyone in all the ways that matter. You don't have to ask someone to protect you. It's covered. Do you need a loan? No, not really because I'm loaded. Vas, why are you a drifter and so alone? Don't you miss human contact?" The last question brought her hand to his, adding even more pressure to leg but it did not matter. Her eyes turned to him, questioning with a hint of concern. Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 5:08 pm
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone." Naomi's stomache stopped doing loop-d-loops as Vincent slowed down a notch. She nodded understandingly at his explanation for the need for speed but stiffened at his last question. Of course, it would be weird to think about her being involved with anything remotely this high risk. Naomi sighed and began to tell the boy her story.
"My father worked with a company. It is still unknown what exactly is their function but while growing up, it was believed that he worked security." She paused here, not sure what to tell him and not to say. As her thoughts reassembled, she continued, "There was something that my mother had stumbled upon and instead of confronting her about it immediately, he was ordered to marry her, get close and when she refused to give up whatever the information was, he shot her - point blank range. Sal witnessed it as well as his immediate suicide. Anyway, the company figures that I know about what my mom was working on but I don't. They've been tracking Sal and me for years but never got this close before now. Somehow my mother knew how dangerous it was going to get so she managed to buy me the knife and get a deal in court for my sister and I to live with her sister in case of her death. I just wished I knew what the hell they wanted from me."
The woman sighed. She had purposefully left out the part about Jordan, the guy who she had once cared for. He was the man that had chosen work over her and made it a death trap for any man that came after him. Except for Vincent. The thought made Naomi smile faintly and she squeezed his hand briefly before separating her fingers from him. "Does that answer your question or does it evoke loads more?" [Jordan is still in his car. It doesn't matter.] Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:17 pm
Vassili
Vassili pondered her questions, it was an interesting answer he had though. A story fifty plus years running, this new chapter just starting. He'd give the short version.
"Do you know what you have to do to make a successful hit. You have to observe, study and maintain. You have to see your target at the best, worst, and most evil. You have to study the most disgusting of habits, the oddest and the ones that make you queasy. You have to maintain you sense of morality while doing this. I was the Soviet, and then Russian governments hit-man. Thirty plus targets under my belt. I grew distant from the people, why? Cause I saw what they could do, what they were, how evil and materialistic they were. I'd give you an example, but you are about to eat. So I left. I vanished into thin air. A hermitage into the forest and lived there ten years. That's why I was a drifter and alone. Why I didn't miss human contact." He was looking away from her while he said this. Then he turned his face back to hers.
"I had forgotten about the good humans could do, the good from this." His fingers intertwined hers and he squeezed gently. He brushed a little strand of hair from her face quickly, a movement faster than a blink of her eye. He realized he had forgotten for one moment how different he really was.
"I was engineered to think differently, move and react differently. The reason this seems so natural to me, because it is, I absorb knowledge at a pace ten times faster than any human mind and then lock it into place. This haunts me too. There was a time when I slept. I had nightmares and then violent nightmares. The faces, all of them haunted my sleep. Another reason to leave humanity." He sighed heavily as he gazed into her eyes. He forced himself to blink at the same rate she did. He only needed to blink once every ten minutes.
"I mastered my meditative trance. What keeps me fresh a vital. Mastered my own mind, well mostly. I have found that those engineers lied. They didn't get rid of my emotions, not all of them. Locked them away is a better, and I'm glad. Means I can integrate better. Still you'll notice one day, everyone will, everyone always does. Why hasn't he aged a day, why is he still like the day I met him. Well I age, a hundred times slower than you." He laughed stiffly.
"Another excuse to leave, another pathetic excuse to be alone."
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:24 pm
Vincent
"Well yeah, a ton more questions, but I'm not gonna pry anymore. Unless something else happens, and I need information to keep you safe." He didn't look at her. A light switched to yellow, he pushed the throttle down all the way and blasted through the intersection. He let up, realized he missed the restaurant and throttled all the way up, pulled one last one eighty and brought the car into a perfect parallel spot.
"Till then I'll let my imagination run rampart. Should be entertaining. So madam, we are here. Give me one second and I'll open the door for you." He brought her hand up and gave a small kiss, before killing the engine and jumping out of the car. He trotted around the vehicle and opened the door for her, offering a hand to help her out of the low profile super car.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 7:55 am
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪ Sal listened to him, watching his lips for the words she might miss. He had almost lost fate in humanity. He was not exactly a human. What could she say? How many times in life do you meet a superhuman, let alone date one? His words made her want to make it all better, make all of it okay. Instead, she said the harshest thing that she could think of, "You're right. It is pathetic."
Her eyes hardened as she looked away from him, still holding his fingers in hers. "You have differences that make you unique in the most extreme sense of the word. Not everyone will accept that, of course, it's how we are. Change or the unknown scares us. It's how we survive or at least, think that we do." Now, Sal did look up at him from the menu. "I'm sorry that you have gone through what you have experienced, being treated more like a weapon than a human. Your emotions make you human. That's why you had to leave and I'm glad that you did." Her voice wavered as her eyes searched his again as they had in the limo. It would not be the classiest thing that she had ever done but that did not stop her. Sal wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer into a deep kiss. When she released him, her her hands were still on the sides of his face and her eyes were watering a bit.
"Vas, will you do something for me when we return to the Cafe please? I want you to sleep tonight please. It doesn't have to be with me but - I think that finally sleeping might help." She grabbed him into a hug. "I'm happy that you left," she repeated softly as a waitress came with the bottle of red wine and a pair of wine glasses. She accepted them and gave her her order. "So, what will you be having?" she asked, facing her date. [I haven't been to a restaurant in a while. If the wine was not to come out yet, yeah, editing is here to the rescue.] Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:14 am
Naomi "Sometimes the idea of love should just leave me alone." Naomi gasped when they drove past the restaurant for the second time but shook her head with a small smile as they parked against the curb. She let him open her door but ignored his hand as she stood out of the vehicle and closed her door. "Thanks for respecting my privacy but I hope that your imagination can handle the truth. It's far from pretty, I'm sure." She walked out in front of the car onto the pavement. "So, where exactly is this haven of Indian delicacies?" Naomi dug her hands into the pockets of her coat and flushed at him, the night air tickling her skin. [Oh yeah, we have a new person. Yay! I'll post her profile in the Profiles thread and told her that she could start when ready. sweatdrop ] Jesus is my Lord ♥
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 11:19 am
Vassili
Vassili let his arm linger around her, unwilling to let her pull completely away. He looked up at the waitress and then back at Sal.
"Lobster, with a side of fettuccine, with Parmesan sauce and shrimp thrown. That's what I'm having, and you." He leaned his head in, willing to give the waitress a show. She had already poured two glasses of wine and was waiting for them to order.
"You may be glad I left, I'm glad I came back. Would have missed a fine opportunity." He kissed the hollow of her neck, tempted to suck it till he left a love mark.
"I'll go to sleep, but only if your there with me. To long I went to sleep and woke alone." The waitress was ogling them so close together, so much affection passing between them in such a public place.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 11:24 am
Vincent
Vincent slipped his arm through the gap left at the elbow and around her waist. His confidence was back in full fury and he pulled her close to him, then along the sidewalk.
"Its a small place I saw a week ago. About half the size of your cafe, but not very busy. Great food, all organic." Though Vincent didn't look it, he was a health nut, the only thing he did to disrupt that was the slight use of cannabis and alcohol, but he was thinking of cutting back on the alcohol. He stopped about yard from the door and let go of her, again opening the door, this time comically bowing like a butler.
"After you madam." A grin was plastered on his face.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 1:15 pm
Sal ♫ ♪ "A heart should learn music before it beats for another." ♪ ♫ ♪ Sal bit down on her lip and sighed as Vas played his mouth over her neck. She flushed involuntarily at the waitress and pulled Vas away with a quick peck. "Um, I'll have the vegetarian calzone please and hold the dressing." She allowed herself to breath normally but that slipped into a short ribbon of giggles and her patting his chest.
"You can't be doing things like that," she teased, trying miserably to keep a straight face, "You know how easily swayed I am." Sal leaned away from him, elbows on table and all. She was grateful that this night had not turned completely awful. There were goons to worry about till tomorrow and she was in the company of a rich but exceptionally interesting man. "Of course, you can always try again but I'm not promising anything less of a struggle." Her eyes flashed mischievously. Jesus is my Lord ♥
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