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 Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:48 pm
((The translator said it was french, though now that I look again, it does look to be on the spanish side doesn't it? xp ))
Jaggar took a last drag of his cigar before he crushed out the butt, blew his smoke away from his guest and stood up. Very well; Salsa, ballroom, Jive, mambo or modern? Jaggar asked as he got up and walked with her to the dance floor. This was starting to get interesting, she seemed to be showing signs of at least a little interest in him and he was sure that she was suspecting nothing.
When they got to the dance floor, Jaggar immediatly took charge. The music was something that was modern and swinging. He pulled her close, taking her hand in his. Siete pronto, la mia bella gemma? Jaggar started with some salsa to the music, it had enough of the latin flare in the music that he was more than comfortable with dancing in such a style. He looked into her eyes as the fast paced song started to take them away. He felt that she would like this sort of dance, it was one of this best ones, he was good at all of them, but this one was the one that he took the most interest in. It was sexy, modern and quiet frankly... a good work out. Sher was sexy, he thought that this dance would complement her very nicely. He couldn't help but feel everyones eyes on them. They must have made quiet the pair for them to stand back on the dance floor so that they could have room to dance. Êtes-vous eu l'amusement, suis-vous moi vous impressionnant encore, fleur ?
((-Are you ready, my beautiful gem?(itallain)
-Are you having fun, are you impressed, flower? (French)))
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 7:24 pm
|| Yeah just clarification because I was like WHUT? I suck at french then. D': Then I checked and yeah xD ||
While he got up she looked around curiously, seeking perhaps another male that might resemble the image of Damion, but there were none. Was this man in front of her really the boy she had seen back at the base not too long ago? She didn't have much more time to contemplate it as he stood up and took her hand in his.
There wasn't a second to breathe as he took charge; something she hadn't experienced before from a male (except for Jack but did he ever really count?) and so she took advantage of it. The music was modern enough but had a tint of Latin dynamite that allowed her to move freely. It was no problem to keep up with him that in fact she could add a little of her own style to the music while he pulled her close. What at one point had been a crowded dance floor was now left empty for what appeared two professional dancers. At a point in the song, she turned herself away and pulled herself quickly close her leg drawing up to his waist quickly so that there was a flash of her toned legs against his arm before drawing it back to continue her dancing.
"Non vorresti che io fossi?" She stated her voice soft, although her body had begun to grow warmth from the feverish dancing. "Sorpresa me." She challenged, her eyes flaring with mischief.
||Don't you wish I was - - - Surprise me. (Both Italian, man I love Italian xD ) ||
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 7:43 pm
((LOL! Almost pulled a fast one on you, didn't I? blaugh And yes, Italian does have a sexy flow to it doesn't it? heart ))
Il vostro desiderio è il mio ordine, fiore. Jaggar replied, his warm breath crawling over her neck as he brought her into a dip. When he brought her out, the music changed to something that was ment for the fast pace of real salsa, seeing as the pair cleared the dance floor, he just kept going, not giving her a moment to catch her breath while he picked up the pace. Her voice held a softness that it didn't hold before, perhaps he was getting a little close? Regardless, after that song played its course and they few forced to pause while the band chose their next song. There was applase for the pair. Jaggar grinned. The music for a quick jive started up and once again, Jaggar took the lead, it was a little more elegant than the salsa, but that didn't mean it couldn't be any less fun or amusing that the last dance they had.
((Your wish is my command, flower))
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 8:00 pm
|| You did! I thought I had to pull out my French notes. xDD It does. -sighsdreamily- ||
A chuckle escaped her glossed-over lips as the song changed pace and tune; interesting how quickly they adjusted to music. Sher did this dance with more ease and a lot more sexy for this was her choice of dance every time she went out. Now as they stopped for a quick breath, she realized her blond hair clung to her body as much as the fabric of the dress did. The jive was a bit different and quicker, so she allowed him to take the lead; a major accomplishment if he had known had she drew men at her will. Now that the dance was getting more interesting she played rougher, making sharper turns and coming closer and closer to him with the music.
"Interesting." Was the one word she spoke throughout their dancing. It was more than interesting the way her eyes were beginning to pick up little details now.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 8:15 pm
Don't bother looking too closely my flower, mysterious men such as myself are not as easy to understand as one may think. Jaggar replied with a smirk, enjoy this game and how she seemed to be warming to him a little more. Jaggar knew that she took the lead with that other man when she danced with the guy with the brown locks. He imagined that he either made an impression on her or she was succumbing to his charm. Either way, he was hoping that he would be doing a good enought job to win that bet, she'd look hot in one of those french maid outfits, and he didn't want to go back to the camp. He never let those thoughts show in any way though. Jaggar was a confident man, a daring man, and he wasn't going to have anything stop him from getting what he wanted. And he wanted to seduce this woman to complete his final task.
When this song stopped, he raised her hand and brushed his fingers against her knuckles. Do excuse me, I would like to request this next song, if you don't mind. I shall return shorty. Jaggar went to the stage and exchanged some quick words with the band, who knew what he was wanting and agree. Jaggar walked confidently back over to Sher and took up stance for the next song. The band started up a Quickstep march. Jaggar grinned and swept Sher up to bring the smooth and glamourous dance to life. He was light on his toes and his form was flawless, admidadly, he perfered salsa over the Quickstep, but he still like it. Energetic and form-intensive, it maybe the last challange before a break was in order, or the next dance if she wanted one more. Though the way that Sher's hair and clothes were sticking to her, she might be more interested in a slow dance, perhaps a waltz of some kind if she was interested.
State godendo di ora, fiore?
((enjoying yourself now, flower?))
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 8:38 pm
She didn't take to heart the words he said and instead kept a closer look at him, but now her gaze was indifferent. Finally as he went to request a song she looked around one more time to see if Damion was among the crowd but she saw nothing nor anyone that would compare to him. If indeed Damion was this male, then she would not let him win. The Quickstep was nothing new to her as she quickly took to it. Had someone spotted them for the first time they would have thought they had rehearsed their dancing but Sher was merely free styling it. "Don't flatter yourself sweetheart." Her tone was slightly icy as she made a swift turn and signaled the band for a slower change of pace as the tune of a waltz came on and she grinned mischievously.
She took hold of his hand, knowing full well that he would take lead as always, but her ego wouldn't allow it as she took the first step anyway.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 9:02 pm
Ah, the waltz, Jaggar did enjoy a good waltz. Her actions didn't surprise him when she took the lead, after a couple of steps he did a quick move and then took the lead back from her without missing a beat to the music. His hands where they were suspose to be as the waltz slowly continued, a few people came back onto the dance floor to enjoy the music once more now that it was a slower song. Jaggar smiled. Perché così freddo, il mio bello fiore? Non godrete della mia azienda più? You do dance marvallously, I shall admite and you did keep up with me on the dance floor nicely. That doesn't happen very often.
Jaggars eye locked with hers as they continued to glide around the dance floor with elegance unrivaled to anyone else in the area. He leaned in slighty to whisper into her ear. Se le stelle potessero lucidare luminoso quanto la vostra bellezza, noi wouldn' la t può dire la notte a partire dal giorno. I am still very curious about you, even thought I didn't earn such from that little challange we set up, I would still very much like to know at least your name, I assume that you rather not perfer me to call you flower for as long as you can stand me.
((-Why so cold, my beautiful flower? Do you not enjoy my company anymore?
-If the stars could shine as bright as your beauty, we wouldn't be able to tell night from day.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 9:09 pm
Jaggar had manner that both irritated her and compelled her forward, a feeling she had not experienced since...well..never. Now as they waltzed with elegance and beauty she allowed herself to be carried by the music and to be lead without a fight, for once. "Mais non je n'ai jamais admis à jouir de votre entreprise maintenant que j'ai fait?" Her french sounding delightful with her perfected accent as she glided with him around the dance floor, their bodies perfectly matched along with their steps, had this been a ballroom they would have ashamed the owners of it. Now as he leaned in closer to whisper such a beautiful comment to her she had to allow a light smirk to grace her lips though it was indistinguishable from a smile.
"You are mistaken, flower works perfectly for me." Her eyes narrowed, she may have almost fallen for his ways but there was no way in heck she was giving up her name, that would lead to death quicker than anyone could imagine. "But since you admit to me winning our little wager why not tell me your name?"
||But no I never admitted to enjoying your company now did I? - French xD ||
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 9:32 pm
Oh... such acid off your tongue. I like that. You fasinate me. But if you never enjoyed my company, then you wouldn't have spared me as many dances as you are doing. Your confidence and pride wouldn't allow that now, would it? Tell the truth and shame the devil. I noticed that you wanted to take lead in this dance. The fact that you are still dancing after the fact must mean something... if not a begrudging admoration that I could keep up with your dancing. Jaggar grinned somewhat devilishly, thought by no means demonically. He was sure that this woman was having as much of an amusing time as he was. Without skipping a beat he answered his name. Normally I would insist that beauty goes before the beast, but because you did win our little wager; My name is Jaggar Volkov, my flower. Now for Quid pro quo; do tell me a little bit about yourself. It doesn't have to be major, indeed... let me have a few little pieces of a far grander puzzel that makes up such a radient flower such as yourself. I do love a good mystery.
Jaggar's eye continued to peer into the depths of hers as if to continue to search for that key that would unlock her, or at least insist with doing so. Something so lovely and secretive, there must be a reason for it. Again, Jaggar leaned in slightly to whisper sweet nothings into her ear in itallian for a little bit while they continued to danced. He remembered his place. All the words that left his lips were all proclaiming that her beauty puts to shame the natural phenomeon of the world for a few moments before returning to fully focusing on his dancing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:28 pm
Sher listened to him and chuckled, "You do prove a good point while I may not have fully admitted to it, I do enjoy dancing with someone who can keep up with me rather than dance to touch me." She retorted her gaze landing momentarily on her eye candy, his eyes darkening into a shade that could only express envy. Her eyes narrowed triumphantly as she continued to dance and look into this man's eyes. She noticed something, a smirk close to Jack's, her lips pulled slightly into a frown before she heard his name and her pulse jumped. Such a different name to go with a different man amused her and thrilled her at the same time. This was not normal, she would not allow herself to fall for sweet nothings and impressive dancing.
When he asked to know about her she merely gave him a small smile before answering. "Since you prove to love a mystery, I'll leave you with the mystery of who I am." There was still no way that she would allow her name or her age or anything about her to leave her lips. What he saw was what he would get out of her, there was nothing more he needed to know. After the song ended she mysteriously smirked and tugged on his hand leading him away from the dance floor and away from the curious eyes. They trailed after them if only for a second before resuming to observe others around them and Sher and Jaggar were momentarily forgotten by all. Now that she lead him away she backed him into a wall, her body dangerously close but still far enough so that he couldn't really touch her. It was here that she narrowed her eyes in a way that only Sher could make it look sexy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:57 pm
Jaggar struck a relaxed pose against the wall, his one hand in his pocket, his right leg raised so that flat of his foot was resting agianst the wall. He continued to look into her eyes. A small, knowing smile crawled onto his face. I see, I think I understand you a little bit, my flower. You don't like not being in control, do you? Every chance you get, you manipulate so that you can have a little more say in what happens. Its the reason that you with-hold information about yourself from me. The way you lead me on the dance floor when you had the chance. You are like a caged bird arn't you? Your job restricts everything that you do, doesn't it? You have so little say that every chance you get, you seek to control everything and everyone around you in an intracket dance.
Jaggar lowered his chin slightly into his chest. Continuing to look her in the eyes as he spoke. I could open your cage, my flower. Set you free, free to make your own choices, free to go to places where nobody could touch you. But I will not force something that you don't want. But if you do... Tutti che chieda, che sia che continuate ad essere misterioso in moda da poterlo ancora avere io mio mistero. Ma quello dipende da voi, io gli dà la scelta, il percorso che potete prendere.
Jaggar made no move, he just continued to stare into her eyes for any signs that he could try next. He made no real movements, showing that he was interested in her and her mind, her person, not just her body for physical pleasures. But do tell me, my flower, what do you wish to do next? My suggestion was dancing, now I think that it is the Flowers choice.
((-All I would ask, is that you continue to be mysterous so that I may still have my mystery. But that is up to you, I give you the choice, the path you may take.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 8:59 pm
It would be foolish and crazy of Sher to deny this man, not only was he offering her the offer of a lifetime; her freedom. It had been years since she had done something on her own account (well not exactly years but a really long time since the start of Jack ruling over her.) Still, her pride overruled her better judgment as she arched an eyebrow and smirked, "Let me just ask you this. Do you open your mouth and sweet words just spill from them automatically or have you rehearsed this plenty of times with the the whole garden?" Yes it wasn't the nicest thing to say to a guy who had just offered to give her the very thing she craved more than anything in the world, but she wasn't stupid either, no man offered that without there being a catch.
And it only took one of his sentences to make her solve this little puzzle. Now as he looked at her she chuckled, he had been right about one thing. The name Flower was starting to irk her so she used one of her many alias that Jack had set up for her. "Call me Arabella." She told him, not completely a lie but not complete truth. She was merely giving him a better label for her rather than Flower, but she never claimed it to be her name. "Why don't we talk, I don't tire with your curious ways so easily." There, she had just given him incentive to keep trying. In her own way, she had admitted to liking his company.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 9:40 pm
Jaggar's lips pull back, an alias then? Her first question made his grin grow. What can I say? Your beauty inspires honey to ooze from my lips. Surely you can't blame a man for having an inner, buried artist invoked by something that's beyond beauty. Jaggar gave a pleased hum as he pushed himself off the wall. Standing straight he tilted his head softly, a small smile playing on his lips. Arabella? Isn't that a Scottish name? It's derived from a name that means 'lovable' does it not?
Interesting, a name instead of a title, she must be rather impressed to have changed her mind and given him a name. Interesting, very well. I am curious about you and seeing as you've been so secretive with me. Do tell me what your willing to tell me about yourself, I do like being able to unravel you little by little. I find that topic rather interesting. Much better than talking about business.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 5:56 pm
Now it was her turn to let a smile tease at her lips. He wanted to know more about her? Sher had thought up of a plan by now as he remained leaning against the wall. She took a step back not being shy about seizing him up. Now that she was up close and personal she could see scars that claimed him as being rugged but more importantly she saw his eyes. Being a practiced woman at the job, his eyes gave away more than he was willing to say and that allowed her to smile a lot more sweetly; almost in a victorious way. "About me? Why don't we exchange information. Since you started with your name, I gave you mine. So now you tell me something about you." Now that Sher had a better view on him she began to notice all the little details about him, including the mannerism in which he carried himself.
Certainly a man as delicious-looking as him spoke in a rougher tone? He was a little too perfect for her tastes and now her suspicions were beginning to grow. Of course nothing about her posture or glance would have said any of that, rather her eyes gave away interest as though this man was the one Sher had been waiting for all night.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 6:20 pm
Well, thats a broad topic. Jaggar admited with a quirked eyebrow. He smirked and leaned back against the wall again in the stance that he took before. I honestly don't find myself all that interesting, my family owns a large number of precious gem mines, diamonds, mostly. I was born into wealth and I continue to fight for my claim to it. I took over my fathers portion of the business a few years ago and have expanded it to almost double of what it was worth. I have bought out two other companies and came here to discuss the third one that I intend to take over. I heard about this bar from a casual aqaintence and decided to check it out before I go back to Italy and finalize a merging of another company under my control. Its a rather boring life, really. When I don't work I like to retreat to some place with a sandy beach and crystal waters. Unfortuantly I don't have an island of my own, but there is one off the bermuda that I like to frequent... but before I continue to bore you to death with my exceedingly and mostly uneventful life, I think I want to pass this task off to you. Its your turn to tell me something about you.
If Jaggar was lying, he was lying better than most people could tell the truth. He had a look in his eye like whatever he set out to get, he got. At least in business. His eye continued to gaze into hers.
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