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 Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 6:30 pm
She listened to his story and found herself slightly bored despite the heavy accent that he used. Now there were a few more things to doubt about this man as he claimed to be a man of wealth and the way in which he dressed suggested otherwise. Not only that but a man of wealth always bragged, there were no ifs or buts, that was the pure cold truth. A rich man would always find a way to make himself appear far more wealthy than he really was in front of a woman with her appeal.
Her lips curved upward into a knowing smile as 'Arabella' pulled herself along to the wall where she began with a confident tone, "To be honest I work for the worst boss in the world and as of recently he thinks that a young boy," She paused for a second, her eyes glinting mischievously, "can do the work I do and although he is by far the sneakiest boy I've met he has one distinguish trait that sets him apart from being a true professional." Here she paused again, her smile slipping back into the comfortable smirk she was accustomed to, "And that trait is his inability to seduce a certain blond-haired woman."
Now she let her all-knowing grin sweep her glossy lips as she placed the hand back on her waist and narrowed her eyes, the glint coloring them so that they shone brighter and radiated victory."So tell me again, what is it you do, Damion?"
The emphasis on his name was clear as she showed no signs of kidding or distaste, just mere satisfaction as her lips continued to curve a smug smirk of victory.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 6:40 pm
Well damn, what gave me away? Damion smirked. Pulling himself off the wall and putting his hand in his pocket. His smirk was cold and rather forced, he concidered his mission a failure despite having the other two parts of it completed. He turned his head slighty to the side, removing the smirk on his face. I supose that this means that you win, and I have to return to the camp.
Damion narrowed his visible eye at that thought, it frusterated him to no end that he wasn't going to be able to make the income that he wanted. He closed his eye for a moment before opening it again. Well now that I've been found, the game is over, what is it that we should do now, ma'am?
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 6:57 pm
"Now now don't get pissy." She teased with a light chuckle as she looked him over, still impressed by the show he put. "There were but a few flaws in your overall approach. Next time you should try grabbing me in a forceful kiss, I like that kind of thing." She half-joked. In reality she was the rough kind of girl but there were times when she enjoyed the slow and glacial pace of kissing but at other times (much like this time) she would have preferred him to slam her on the wall and plant a big one on her lips. The thought made her chuckle.
She inched closer to him and pulled herself to his ear so that her hair fell onto one of her shoulders and her head was slightly tilted to look as if she was telling him a secret. "Now listen well Jaggar, the man I seduced into sitting with me is a highly wanted man for his chain of child prostitution. The head waitress I asked you about is the next target and although she isn't really a child that man has to make do with what he can find. Your job is to make sure that nothing happens to her tonight. My job is to keep the man as drugged as possible but I should warn you that violen--." She was cut off by a sudden blackout and panicked cries rising from the throats of everyone in there. "Damnit." The blond beauty cursed beneath her breath but just loud enough for Damion to listen to, her breath tickling his very ear. "Find her." Her voice was tight, almost forced as she moved away from him carefully, her hand near her dagger if she thought she might have the need to use it.
She listened hard as the sounds of rushing footsteps were heard and strained her eyes to adjust to the growing darkness. Sher would attempt to find the male since she knew the scent well from the drug that she had planted in his drink. She hadn't had time to mention to Damion that the men that surrounded the male were trained to kill and would show no mercy but she doubted that would prove to be a problem. Her heels made a steady click as the place had gone almost silent except for a few people's rapid breathing, meanwhile Sher thought of the information she had read on the man.
Not only was he a leader of the child prostitution chain but he was working on a highly secretive government device meant to be implanted into people's cell phones. The device's true job was unknown to her or the company so it was crucial to capture the man and interrogate him; interrogation being the best part of Sher's job.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 7:22 pm
Damion was at least relieved that Sher was at least mildly impressed with his performace tonight. He closed his eyes and took in the fact that she liked it rough. Oh well, live and learn he susposed.
When the lights turned out he looked over his shoulder, he listened carefully to his instructions and then nodded, he broke off from Sher and began searching for the head waitress. He quickly threw doors open and looked around carefully once he reached the back rooms where she hung out the most. Close combat wasn't his specialty, but he would make do, not to mention that he was confident that his toxins would do most of the work for him. Room by room he searched quickly and effecently till he came to one room where a dim light was on, inside the woman that he was ment to protect and two men were starting to struggle with her. Damion didn't let his presence be noticed, he moved as silent as the grave, moving in the shadows like a ghost. With a flick of his wrist, a long, thin needle came into his grasps. Its end covered in thick, black liquid.
Damion moved along side the first of the man and drove the posioned blade into the mans exposed neck. Then a few more entered various joints of his body and throw a few of his ribs. The toxin had already started to take effect, his skink starting to conjour black spots, even though he couldn't react to the posions physcially, he was stil slowily dying in agony. When the other man leveled his gun to point it at the area surrounding his dropped comrade, Damion had already disappeared into the shadow, removing any trace of himself into the dark, shadowy room. The woman was huddled into the corner as the action was taking place, too scared to move and too frightened to call out for help. As Damion moved to take out the second man, the man turned to face him, a shot was fired, and even though it only grazed Damions shoulder, it was still a hit. Two throwing needles entered his eyes and one throught his open mouth, plunging into his vertibrael disk and removing his ability to move as the posions took effect.
Damion looked over at the woman and then heard a few more men coming. He dissapeared into the shadows again. He was an assassin, and as such, his prey wouldn't even know he was coming.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 7:47 pm
"I should have known." The voice was icy cold and slurred, the effect of the drug that she had slipped him earlier. "Who are you?" The gun positioned at the back of her head threatened to blow her brains out, a thought that always drove her into a frenzy of giggles but now she was stock-still, silent. The man moved closer and grabbed her by her blond locks in a forceful manner, the strain from his pull tugged at her hair until a few hairs were lost to him. As he continued to pull her along by the hair, Sher was silently contemplating how to go about this because she was already pissed. For one thing no one ever pulled her hair and this man had already pulled it hard enough to tug away a few pieces of hair; that was death sentence. In less than a minute, Sher had cupped her hand quickly around the arm holding the armed weapon and had it twisted sharply to the point of excruciating pain as she held it roughly against the man's back. Jack must've sensed the danger in Sher's rage because she heard a faint beep noise inside her ear. Her panting slowed as she strained to listen to his authorative instructions, "Sher don't kill him. It is of vital importance to keep this man alive. Besides think of the fun you can have with him later in the interrogation room. Find Damion and the girl and get out." Sher's breath slowed down as she calmed herself. It took all of her willpower not to kill this man and just when she thought she had him under control he kicked back and landed the kick into her stomach, knocking the air out of her momentarily.
Having done that the man scrambled away from her, his arm throbbing as he frantically searched around for his gun before realizing he was in complete darkness and the person was no where to be seen nor heard. Slyly, Sher made use of her heels as she kicked him heavily on the head causing him to become dazed for enough time for Sher to pull out her dagger and pull it to his neck. He instantly stood still and hands held in front of him protectively, but his whole being was at the mercy of the blond seductress. Her stance was perfect as she held the dagger to him before placing a soft kiss onto his cheek. The next moment the man tasted steel as she ran the sharp weapon against his lips, drawing the sweetened taste of his own blood. He whimpered softly before it turned into a deepening sound of sobs, all of which immensely pleased Sher. Without a word, she used the butt of her dagger to knock him unconsious.
His body sagged against hers and she quickly held it up before hearing the faint sound of footsteps. Damn. Picking the body up with as much strength as she could muster she pulled him along, her eyes already adjusted to the pitch black of the bar. Now she had to find Damion.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:02 pm
Damion grabbed the woman by the wrist and started to pull her towards the exit of the building. He didn't say two words to her as he concentrated on getting her out of here. He ducked in and out of corners, using the dull and barely glowing emergency lights as a way to keep taps on everything. Damion got her to the main hallway were the exit was located. He had his throwing needles at the ready just in case he needed them, he had plenty more so he wasn't afraid to use them as he needed them. The woman was more in shock than anything, and that made his job a little easier as he didn't have to put up with her screaming and asking question, if that happend, he would probably just sedate her for a little while. He looked over his shoulder and happened to hear the tradmark clicking of Sher's heels on the floor, though they were slowed, as if she was half-dragging someone. Damion raised his needles for a moment, there were others behind her and starting to catch up. He waited and paced her footfalls with the way they bounced off the walls. He concentrated for a few moment until he was sure of himself.
Two throwing needles flew by Sher's face and narrowly missed her captive. From behind her there were two screams as the throwing needles hit home, and by the rate they were screaming at, the needles hit something raw and vulnerable. Damion didn't fully wait for Sher to catch up as he made his way towards the exit again. When he got there he kicked open the heavy Emergency exit doors and pulled himself out in the ally way. He looked around quickly and kept his needles at ready. He kept the woman inbetween him and the open door so that a long range shot would have to at least go by him first, this way nobody could come behind him. Now he waited for Sher and her hostage.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:10 pm
The man in her grasp was not moving making her job a lot easier and yet she kept wishing the man was a bit on the lighter side. She felt a light wind pass her cheeks before hearing the agonized yells of two men behind her. Sher didn't waste time to investigate who had done the deed she would've had to do anyway, instead she mustered more of her strength and dragged the man away. She recalled how earlier she had just been there to enjoy herself by halfway through her enjoyment Jack had reminded her of her mission, now she viciously cursed him for having to carry such a man. The sound of doors slamming shut was her cue that she wasn't too far from the exit. Using the man (since she thoroughly despised him at the moment) as a means to open the door, she grabbed him and pulled him out. The bright light from the lights of the streetlights gave away the woman's bloodied hands as she saw that Damion had already reached the girl and had had an easier time getting out. He had gotten lucky with the woman and more than likely Sher would complain later (she was a girl afterall!)
The screeching sound of a car broke the still air of the night and Sher pulled the car door open and shoved the man inside before motioning for Damion to do the same for the girl. While she waited she found suitable rope inside the car and bounded and gagged her hostage. When he was nicely tucked inside, Sher clicked her heels impatiently, she wasn't going to get in the car. Jack always made sure that her motorcycle was not too far from the scene so that she could get home that way. Sher always disliked riding in his cars and enjoyed the speed and freedom of a bike more anyway.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:22 pm
Damion wasted no time in getting the woman into the car where the driver wanted her, as he closed the door the vehicle wasted no time in speeding away with the cargo. Damion breathed out heavily. He, unlike Sher, felt like walking. He usually did that, it gave him time to clear his mind and seeing as tonight was a little different than what he was use to, a good walk was going to be needed. Damion looked over at Sher and nodded his head before shoving his hands in his pockets and turning to walk away. His boots tapping lightly on the pavement as he walked along. His head slightly down and his eyes watching his feet on the ground. This was his job now, this was his life. He often question himself if he was doing the right thing after all. Did he make the right decision? Family was tight in his bloodline. When one suffers everyone suffers. Perhaps it was just his turn to bear the cross. He wanted to see the family he left behind just once more. To touch them that one last time. But he was the child that they left behind. Whenever he closed his eyes he tried to picture their faces, especially his little sisters, especially Maria's face. But those images were starting to become blurred and distant, like a memory after a waking dream. No, he didn't have any regrets. He just wished that he asked for that one last day with them before he departed.
Making his way to the base, he kept to himself. He reached up and placed his hand on the spot where the bullet grazed him, leaving some blood to trickle down his arm and into his pocket. He was a little upset that he left his disguse and some of the stuff he used to create his personas at the bar, but then again Jack seemed to have magical powers of some type, he might very well have it back in his room by the time that he got there.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:38 pm
Her blue-colored eyes followed him for a moment longer before she, too, left. Sher's heels clicked in a soft rhythm against the concrete floor beneath her. The faint noise of a beep bothered her ears but she wasted no time in listening to her 'boss' the one man who managed to annoy her with just breathing. "Well done Sher, you managed not to lose your temper and to get both people back to headquarters though you didn't do this completely alone now did you?"
Her annoyance peaked as she was reminded that she was helped by a teenager and that he had succeeded was not much of a comfort. She desperately wanted to prove Jack wrong, at least once, but of course she wasn't given the chance tonight. "You're right Jack. Happy?" She asked her tone containing an edge. A faint chuckle was heard before he spoke again, "Ecstatic and I do say that Damion makes one heck of a girl and not to mention a seducing male don't' you think?" There was a hint of smugness in his voice that drove Sher insane, she felt her nails digging at the side of her waists as she fought the ear to break the earpiece.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked, a sudden shot of dread spreading through her body. Jack sounded too cocky!
"It'll be revealed in time Sher dearest." The sound of static tickled her ear before she heard the silent tone of the line and she breathed out quickly. That could not have been good news but she didn't dwell on it as she spotted her bike not too far off. On top there was a change of clothes, tight-fitting black leather pants with a matching shirt. Without haste she changed out of her dress and into the clingy clothing. Once she was suited, Sher mounted the motorcycle and roared the engine to life. Once she was comfortable, she flicked her wrist and felt the instant speed of the motorcycle as she sped by pedestrians and cars. The wind under her helmet whipped the ends of her long blond hair back and in the darkness of the night, Sher looked badass. ((Haha, I'm sorry I had to xD)) Her thoughts were still on what Jack had said seeing as Sher never dwelled on her past, she found it better to forget.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:51 pm
Damion heard Sher's motorcycle go screaming by him, though he didn't get a chance to see the biker-babe that she became before she was gone in a trail of red tail-lights. Damion went back to meditation and inner reflection as he finished making his way to the building that he first used to get access to his new job. He didn't complete his missions, so in his mind he lost the bet, at least he got a week to get his stuff together. After making sure that he was truely along he gained access to the building and then immediatly went up to his room. Once inside her removed his eyepatch and started to work getting off the wax that complete the look of his patched eye. He wasted no chances of get caught in a false persona, everything was taken into consideration. He half expected to hear Jack in his ear telling him that he was close but no cigar. Come to think of it, he had yet to be contacted by Jack. Maybe he didn't even see him as a potental employee, and now Sher was going to make sure that it never happened.
Damion sighed, then entered into his shower again. He really wasn't needed for the night unless Jack or Sher had use for some of his potions. After a nice long, hot shower Damion got out and ready for bed, letting his top portion be a little freer tonight. He double check his doors and started the last steps in preparing for bed.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:14 pm
Once she arrived on base she slowed her vehicle to a low hum before parking it in the designated area. The roar of the engine died down slowly and Sher unveiled her face from under the helmet, her long flowing hair settling into place with the wind's help. The tight clothing made a slick sound as she walked, her heels still comfortably aiding her along. When she arrived inside she half-expected to see Jack in his full glory teasing her about some insignificant thing but nothing of that sort happened. Taking the fastest way up she made her way to her room, passing Damion's since they were now to be neighbors.
She passed his room quickly, wanting to feel the satin of her nightgown brushing against her skin and the sweet sensation that came with slumber. All remained the same in her room as she entered. She unclasped the earrings that had been dangling from her ears and made her way to her closet.
The loud yell of a woman pierced the hall and penetrated the walls of Damion's room.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:19 pm
What was... that? Damion asked himself and quickly bound himself, putting on a loose fitting shirt. He grabbed a couple of needles and made his way to where the raging bellow was heard from. He quickly made his way to into the door frame where he had his weapons raised in case of an attack. He looked around but saw only Sher looking into her closet, he knew first hand the dangers of entering a womans room without her permission.
What is it, Ma'am? Whats wrong?
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:31 pm
The scrambling sounds of an intruder brought her back from her rage as she half-turned her face to look at who had entered; Damion. He looked around automatically but Sher was too distracted by the lace that decorated her entire wardrobe. In the flash of a second, Sher had turned around and had her daggers outs out, the leather of the clothing clinging tightly to her body making her appear extremely sexy in her angry stage. "Is this a joke?" She asked pointing to her closet.
Very clearly now, the closet revealed that her entire wardrobe had been switched from her usual attire to that of a French maid's, there were different shades of colors for each day. It was complete with fishnet stockings and a ribbon to be fastened around her neck. Her eyes were as piercing as the steel she held in her hand as she locked her gaze with Damion.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:45 pm
At first, Damion was too busy looking the smoking hot Sher up and down to really register what she was saying. His face was slightly red from the encounter and he wasn't sure what to do. When she drew his attention to the closet... poor Damion didn't know what to think anymore. Though her accusations were a little on the needless side. Well how the hell should I know?? Damion said rather defensively, he certainly had nothing to do with this. I just got home myself no more than five minutes ago...
Damion looked over at the maids uniforms and had to bite his tongue to not laugh -which would have ended badly for him - though he had to admite, that Sher could probably pull it off very well. Though telling her that she should try on the Pink one first would probably get his head taken off at the Adams apple. He wondered if Jack heard about their bet and was deciding who the winner was. Think Mr. Deadly... found out about our bet and called it best two out of three?... Damion wasn't sure if he should run right now or not. If it was Mr. Deadly, then this might just be a way to execute him for his failure at completing the last of the missions that the bet set up. Damion stood straight and cleared his throat softly. Though, I will admite that you do have a body to pull it off, breakfast at 8:00 then? Sliding his leg, he quickly pulled himself behind the wall just in case something sharp and deadly was thrown at him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:54 pm
Enraged didn't begin to cover the emotions that surged through the deadly assassin as she prepared to hurt something or better yet...someone. As she got her response she figured she didn't really like what he had to say so she took a step closer. It wasn't until the name Deadly crossed his lips that she began to register what happened. That did nothing to ease her rage and having him point out that she could pull it off (and by god she could) she felt her anger reach a boiling point. Veins about to burst she launched herself directly at him by grabbing his wrist and pulling him dangerously close so the leather touched his skin. The dagger was mere inches from his face as was her face as she glared at him. "Do you find this funny?" She asked quite seriously, but didn't wait for a response as she hurled him against the bed, putting herself in his path.
If he wanted to get out he would have to engage with Sher in a little battle, she needed a way to get out all her anger and dammit, he would be her punching bag whether he liked it or not. Without wasting a moment in time, she pounced and landed on him in the bed. Her legs on either side of him as her dagger came down on his lips lightly, her eyes grazing his lips wickedly. Had he been a client she had to seduce, this position would have made a very kinky game.
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