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 Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:11 pm
A male voice interrupted her as she was going to take the rest of her anger out on her bedsheets. The dagger in her hand dropped as she found herself breathing hard and bent over on her bed. The dress restricting how much air went into her lungs, but she was used to it. Controlling herself, Sher stood straight up and put her dagger away into her dress before walking over to the door and opening it slowly. She was greeted by someone she hadn't expected and so she let her eyes wander and grinned, "You do make a sexy girl. What're you making?" She asked slightly curious and hungry. Sher was always hungry after a rampage.
If it wasn't for the slightly torn bedsheets, no one would have known that she had been angry. She had been trained to conceal her emotions by the best of the psychiatrists. Soon, Damion would have to go through all of that too. Brushing her hair back, Sher narrowed her eyes dangerously in case Damion thought of making a smart-aleck comment about what she was wearing.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 6:59 pm
Um... thanks...? Damion replied to Sher's unexpected compliment, Damion kept his mouth shut about Sher's outfit without any prompting, he had a feeling that she wasn't going to share any sort of humour on it and any complement would probably sound like mockery. Damion scrambled a little in his mind to explain why he was dressed like a girl... having sore ta-ta's probably wouldn't be a good cover. Mr. Deadly thought that maybe looking like this would help that woman feel a little more comfortable while I look after her.
Damion closed his right eye for a moment, god that look miserably tight on Sher, he debated whether or not he should offer to try and see if he could help her find a way to breath a little better in the dress. He opened his eye again and offered a bit of a smile to her. Well, to be honest I didn't have anything solid in mind for breakfast but I was thinking something along the lines of eggs benidict or something. If you have a request then I wouldn't ignore it.
Damion placed his hands behind his back and let Sher decide before he lead the way to his room so that, if anything else, he could cook something for himself. Sher may be a welcomed addition to eating alone, he was use to it, but maybe it would be a good way to get to know his partner a little more. Seeing as he completed his first job he foresaw that he was going to be kept around a little longer and seeing as there was no other partner waiting for him (as far as he knew) so Sher was probably going to continue to be his partner. Damion walked into his room and left the door open a little but so that Sher would know to just walk in if she was far behind.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 7:15 pm
When he didn't look, Sher sneered. What he had mistaken as a compliment was actually mockery. Though she did admit that he was a great looking girl, in fact they might be able to use that fact to their advantage later. Now as he explained the reason for his little dress-up she had to let her lips widen, Jack wanted to make someone comfortable? Who was Damion kidding? But she nodded as though she understood what he meant (and cared). Her corset wasn't as tight after her little rampage but still it wasn't pleasant.
Without thinking, she followed suit. She disliked cooking so she figured this was a great way for her to get some free food. It was hard not to chuckle as she noticed that Damion knew the way a woman could walk and had perfected it since his butt wiggled nicely (Sher felt a little lesbian as she thought this xD) from behind as he walked on. Muffling her chuckle, she walked forward, her stride fitting Damion's so that they were side by side.
"I think eggs sound good. Did Jack tell you anything else regarding the girl?" She asked, knowing full well that he hadn't spoken to Jack since probably last night.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 7:34 pm
No, he didn't... to be honest, I'm not sure what to do to keep her amused till we... well, do what we do with her. Though, I suppose I'll figure it out as I go along. Nescesity is the mother of invention. Damion started to get things ready for the eggs benidict, he did enjoy cooking so he didn't really see this as a chore to do such a thing. Damion put on a unisexed apron while he begain to work his magic in the kitchen. As Damion worked on the sause he looked over his shoulder at the woman in the maids uniform. Once again, he closed his eye over at Sher. Hey... do you want me see if I could loosen something so that your a little more comfortable? I'm having a hard time breathing just looking at you. Do you wear corsettes often?
It didn't take too long to make the breakfast. He placed two egges on some toast for Sher and added the sause. He placed the plate infront of Sher before he sat down to his own. He placed on of his elbows on the table as he took up his fork. Hey... can I ask you something? How long have you been an assassin? You seem so calm and collected all the time... and aside from your temper you don't seemed to be bothered by anything at all. How long did it take you to be able to do that?
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 7:59 pm
"She shouldn't be hard to entertain. You should've just done a male persona and seduced her. She would have been perfectly content with that. But I guess becoming her best friend could work also." Sher said as she fiddled with the dress she was wearing. Her eyes looked as he cooked, more out of impulse than want. She had been taught to identify spices and such at a glance from other poisonous substances so this was just habitual. When he spoke she glanced up and frowned, "Actually, yes, fix it?" She asked as she turned around so he could fix it. Meanwhile she contemplated what else would go good with eggs. Sher might have a small frame, but she loved eating.
When he arose another question, she blinked twice before feeling her lips purse together. Luckily she was turned around so he couldn't see her reaction. "It wasn't hard. You'll get used to it before you know. It becomes habit." She assured him, there was no way she was going to let him know how her past had contributed to who she was now. "And what temper? I'm the calmest person alive. I'm insulted you would even think such a thing!" She replied, sarcasm dripping in her voice.
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 8:17 pm
I think that she would be more comfortable having a friend than someone who would flirt with her. She is in a strange place after a rather harrowing experience after all. And...sure, hold still a moment and I'll get the corsette. Damion replied when Sher asked him, he came up behind him and with some rather expert quickness, adjusted the corsette for Sher so that she was comfortable. There, that should do the trick. Next time, you can just come to me, they can be tricky if your not use to them.
Damion gave a rather forced smile at Sher's response, he was afraid of that to be honest. He wished that there was some sort of mind erase thing so that he deal with things a little better. I suppose your right, eventually I'll just loose that and find a way to turn the switch off. I belong to Mr. Deadly now... I just hope that it happens sooner rather than later.
Damion took his seat at that time and smirked a little. Of course, silly me... the way you attacked me last night and the condition of your sheets this morning... I appologies for jumping to conclusions about your modest temperment and calm resolution. Damion's smirk dropped off his face. Seriously though... maybe you should try putting some basil in your room in a form of potpourri, having some young Catnip in your morning tea or St Johns wart. They should help you relax a little. Then again... maybe a hobby or two might do us some good in the long run.
Damion started on his breakfast when he was sure that Sher was starting hers. He guessed that it was going to be hard to get any sort of decent conversation out of her.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 7:42 pm
|| I know this is off topic, but I just read an article on cannibalism. xD ||
Sher merely listened as he explained himself and within moments after he had settled behind her, she felt her lungs expand and her breathing to regulate. "I think she would just need a friend and regardless of whether it was a male or female wouldn't bother her. You'd be surprised on how many kidnapped victims have tried flirting with me." It was true, there had been more than one occasion when both male and female had attempted to seduce her. She didn't like to dwell on that fact though because that was what usually got them into trouble and well... only once did it get her into trouble....
"I'll be sure to come to the corset expert." She teased, with a light smirk, her mood rising considerably now that she wasn't lacking air. There was usually nothing that Sher missed and his forced smile wasn't hard to miss either since she was trained to see even the most trivial details. So she had found a weakness in what had appeared a perfect man, he wasn't accustomed to killing or kidnapping as she was. It seemed that experience did help from time to time and so it came to no surprise that she shrugged and looked over at the food curiously. "It'll switch off when you kill someone of great importance." She muttered, half under her breath and half-aloud. "Anyway, who taught you to cook?" She asked changing the subject on impulse. She didn't want to have to explain her reason for that last sentence.
It bothered her that he used the word belong out of the whole English language because she was technically the same as he. They both had a duty to fulfill but they did belong to Jack. Jack was their master in a way and that irked her enough to squeeze the fork in her hand roughly so that her knuckles began to turn white. To make matters worse, this was around the time that Damion began to list off ways for her to control her anger to which she turned her head to look at him and frown.
"Did it ever occur to you that perhaps I have no intention nor desire to control my rage?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:18 pm
((Wow, were did that come from? rofl ))
We'll have to see how she responds I guess. If it comes down to her feeling the need to flirt and groap... er... I'll have to handle that when I get there. I think that the chances are in my favour. Damion replied with a bit of a forced smile, he hoped that he wouldn't have to experience anything like that. He was romantically awkward as far as he was concerned. Maybe this was why he was babysitting the rescued, Sher was permiscious in the fact that she was more accepting of being flirted with and Mr. Deadly wanted to make sure that things didn't get escilated into something more hot and heavy. Seeing as I look about 17 or so... at least in my opinion... I doubt she'll do anything like that.
I have to wear a corset whenever I go undercover as a female. It helps me get the curves in all the right places and pass off as more... realistic. What do you think? Think I got it down pretty good? The last two questions were more retorical and ment to put Sher on the spot and maybe set things up were he could do some light hearted teasings to maybe get the grump to lighten up a little more than what she usually did. When she asked him who taught him to cook out of whim, it surprised him a little, it was the first time that she ever showed any interest in him as a person and not his skills and only his skills. A soft, but sad smile crossed his face. My mom, aunt and grandma taught me collectively. I got a lot of practice with my mom and sister going in and out of chemotheropy. I use to want to be a cheif when I graduated from school. But... my family needed the money desperatly so I agreed to work for Mr. Deadly. Most of my money goes to my family.
Damion fell silent for a moment when Sher told him that his emotions would eventually get that switch. He hoped that it wouldn't take too long, it would help get his family more money. Damion then closed his eyes and smirked. Anger releases hormones that cause stress to the body and when that stress hormone goes to the heart it causes it to beat rapidly and increase adrenaline. This combination increases the likely hood of stroke and heart attack by increasing the bloodpressure in the body. So, perhaps you might want to re-evaluate your thoughts on controllling your rage. I think I would rather work with you than any other immature brat that Mr. Deadly could bring in for me. I'd miss your passion and sharp, quick and rather dark wit... that and I'd miss seeing you in your biker outfit.
Damion opened his eyes and quirked an eyebrow as he waited for Sher's reaction.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 8:45 pm
|| I read it and I was like, "Yo! I need to tell someone!" That's when you sent me the comment and I made the little whee face. You were the perfect victim ;D ||
"Grope? I don't think you'll have to worry too much. She isn't a lesbian. And most girls aren't so into the groping thing." She smirked before looking him over, although if she had been then he would certainly have to be worried because he was every man's dream girl or at least his persona was greatly attractive. Sher had checked out the girl already so it wasn't anything she had to fret about, her mind was on what interrogation method to use. Her mind could last on this forever. She took a bit of egg into her mouth to taste it. She savored it before she turned to face him and let him continue to explain.
"What's it like having to switch from male to female on whim? That certainly sounds interesting." She asked, genuinely interested as she took another bit of egg into her mouth, a little larger than the last. It wasn't as horrid as she had expected so it seemed that he had learned well from his family members. There was a hint of nostalgia in his voice and rather than pity him like any normal person would, Sher merely stored this information for better use later. Sher did in fact care somewhat but she had been trained so well as to not express her emotions she continued to eat without showing anything, all she could really say was, "Well I congratulate your mom, aunt, and grandmother for teaching you so well. This egg is delicious and that's saying something." She winked and bit into the remaining bits of her egg. It was light-hearted teasing but it was something since it was coming from her.
And there it was, the same explanation that the doctor Jack had hired had told her. They had no idea that that was exactly what Sher was hoping for. A stroke would be the perfect release to what she would sometimes feel at night, the nightmares were less frequent but she would still get them now and then...
Shaking those thoughts away, Sher chuckled, "Don't worry, you can bury me in my biker outfit, but in all seriousness, I know what I'm risking and I don't need a doctor nor you to tell me so. Thanks for the concern and... the egg too."
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 9:21 pm
((Perfect victim for the random information or that act itself? X_@ ))
Oh good... you kind of had me going there for a moment. Damion replied with a huge, over dramatic sigh of relief. For a moment there I was kinda worried that I would be running into your interrigation trying to get away from one of those psycho-women who need attention so badly that they're willing to wait an ambush.
Damion grinned a little, he noticed that Sher was looking him over. She seemed pleased in how he turned out, even last night she didn't seem to recognize him as the waitress till the last drinks were in. More than enough time to have slipped something in her drink. When she asked him about what it was like to be able to switch genders at whim, it kind of surprised him a little. He wouldn't have thought that Sher might be interested in that sort of thing.
Um... how do I describe it.... Damion pondered outloud. Its... really an interesting form of freedom but it can come at the cost of loosing your own identity. Does that make any sense? I won't say that I like looking like a girl, or at least I'm not totally comfortable with it all together, but I'd be lying if I said that it wasn't fun at times. On the flip side though... when you can become anyone or anything, you can really loose your sense of self and end up making up something to replace yourself when you can't remember who you are.
Damion hummed to himself softly, not sure if he was explaining things very well, she'd really have to experince it for a while to truely understand. But I'm not really answering your question am I? I guess I can't really put it into words what its like. Unless you feel genderless; you do conflict with the opposite gender that you become. Men and women have two very different ways they present themselves and if you do something wrong then people will know. Gah! I'm sorry, I can't explain it very well... why don't I take you out as a man sometime and you can experience it yourself?
With that out, Damion took another bit of his own breakfast. Hearing the compliment Damion's face turned to something akin to surprise. Sher? Paying him an honest to goodness compliment with no sarcasm or sneers attached? Surely the world was coming to an end! Amusement blossomed over his face. My Grandma always said that the kitchen is the best place to woo a woman, so now I have to ask the question: are you starting to succumb to my charms and the ability to cook in the Kitchen, my flower?
Sher's last comment made that smile drop off his face though, did she really feel that way? Did Sher, in her heart of hearts, really want to die? Did being an assassin truely drain ones will to live like that? Sher, as your partner I promise you that if you die before your old and grey... I'll pick out the pinkest, frilliest, laciest monstrosity of a dress to bury you in. I don't know what Mr. Deadly is like, I haven't had the pleasure of meeting him yet, but if he bothers you that much... why don't you just ask him if you can go? Or... is that why I'm here? To train so that I can take over your position so that you can?
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 2:55 pm
|| B o t h? ;D||
There were times when she hated sarcasm but Damion had a manner in which he pulled it off nicely. Either that or she was just more comfortable joking around with a female persona than a male since Jack had ruined her relations with most males. "You should still be worried about that." She retorted as she set down her fork and crossed her legs. Her hands rested on the table as she glanced over at him before adding, "You might be needed later on in the interrogation. I might be going somewhere and I don't want this man to have a moment to breathe in between questions." She muttered thinking of what that man had done last night. The thought alone was enough to make her blood boil.
Unclenching her fingers she glanced up curiously and frowned, "You're so confusing, but playing a man does sound interesting. Actually, I think I know what you mean. Since you end up playing so many different personas you end up losing a sense of identity right?" She asked trying her best to comprehend what he was trying to get across to her. When he called her flower she shot him a quick glare before her features softened and she thought of what he had said, "Sorry to disappoint you but your cooking isn't enough to woo me. Besides, I don't think a girl telling me this helps either." She added with a chuckle. Sher couldn't remember her family well enough so she was slightly jealous of Damion in this sense.
His answer had two affects on her: 1) It pissed her off. 2) It made her want to hug him. He said things that she had thought about a lot lately like why hadn't she asked him to leave? The answer was simple but she didn't want to explain it all to him since she had really just met him.
"It's complicated. Maybe in due time, you'll find out."
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 4:06 pm
(( O_o XD))
Well... I'm not too experineced with interrigation. I'm very much a sniper... but if you still want me to try my hand at getting information from him, then I supose I could give it a shot. Damion replied, it wasn't something that he was officially trained to do, but he would give it a shot anyway if Sher wanted. Her former comment about him still needing to be afraid but a bit of a grin on his face. Though, it was far from a serious grin. It does suck sometimes being both a gorgous woman and a handsome man... I get all the attention from both sides. Mr. Deadly might end up having me entertain people sparingly if I keep having these rescued people all over me.
Damions eyes lit up as Sher agreed to try being a man for a night, he had a feeling that she wouldn't make an overly good man. She seemed like a... womans-woman. But it might be rather interesting to have Sher in the opposite gender. If anything, it would give her a break from the week of french maid outfits. I think that would be fun, you might even learn a few things too.
Damions smile dropped a little bit, yes, she hit the nail on the head with that statement about losing your identity. He hoped that he would still have an identity of his own after a few years. That would be a blessing. Yes... you are quite right about that. Its something that I'll have to be careful about. Damion then smirked. Oh? After dancing the night away with you last night along with serving you your margarita's among other things. I guess that I will just have to keep cooking until I impress you.. and dance as well.
Damion chuckled a little before the seriousness came back into the room. I see, when your ready then. What time did you have to start your interrigation?
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 1:00 pm
|| Yes I know. :'D ||
"You just have to look intimidating and sorry to say this, but you don't look the least intimidating as a girl." She retorted with a click of her tongue. It was true, he looked to adorable to hurt a fly but she was sure he could pull of a tougher looking gal. And that thought dawned a new idea into her mind, she would run it by Jack later and see if he was okay with it or maybe... the idea had more possibilities now that she thought about it clearly.
She glanced at him curiously and let a frown tease the side of her lips, "You poor thing. Being handsome and gorgeous. How do you ever live?" Sarcasm dripped heavily into her comment as she glanced at the way he seemed to light up just at the mention of Sher agreeing to be a man. "I might learn a thing or two alright." She muttered.
She didn't mention anything about losing identity anymore, she would be a hypocrite if she did.
Now she grew flabbergasted. "D-dancing was amazing. Where did you learn to move like that?" She asked genuinely interested and for the split second her face radiated happiness and interest, a human emotion she hadn't shown since she was younger. In contrast to the color she was wearing she looked stunning.
"Whenever Jack lets me know. I'm thinking soon."
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 1:27 pm
Hmm... I think its the attitude more than the look, then again. In a french maids uniform... you don't look all that intimidating either. Like I said, its more about the attitude than anything. Unless... you have something else in mind? Damion noted the look in her eye, he could see the wheels turning in thought. He had to admite that Sher looked absolutly stunning and sexy as a french maid. He hoped that she may be convinced to wear them longer than a week. Though, for the sake of living longer than a few more days. He had a feeling that she wasn't as attached to the dresses as Mr. Deadly and himself were. At Shers teasing about him being handsome and gorgeous at the same time, Damion snickered a little bit and then placed his elbows on the table and his chin in the palm of his hand. He batted his eyelashes at the sarcasm that oozed from Sher.
Does that mean you find me irresistably attractive then Sher? Finding me both handsome and gorgeous, it must be difficult to have me as a partner and keep yourself in control. Tell the truth and shame the devil.
Damion tilted his head to the side at Sher's sudden betrayal of enthusiasm. It kind of made him happy that she could still find at least something that gave her a smile even after all this time. The dancing? It was a little past time of mine that I enjoyed before I came into Mr. Deadly's service. I got to learn more when I started training to be able to blend in as either gender. I think it was one of my favorite parts of the training. I take it that you'd like to do it again sometime? Maybe when we take you out as a man, you can take me dancing and I'll even let you take the lead.
Damion stood up and took the plates to the kitchen not far off. He looked over his shoulders at Sher, he could do the dishes later. But now I'm curious as to where you learn how to dance like that? The same instructor maybe? If its okay with you, I think that I'd like to get to know my partner a little better if you trust me enough until you have to go for the interrigation. I also have another egg here, do you want it?
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 6:22 pm
"It really does depend on the person, because you could look as adorable as a button but be as vicious as a poisonous rattlesnake." She muttered, her eyes scanning the room more closely. Trained in taking in the smallest of details, she allowed herself to look more closely while still paying attention to what Damien said. Then that thought she had had earlier entered her mind. It teased and gnawed at the inner workings of her mind, urging her to spit out the words that might create chaos for Jack. She refrained, her self-control kicking in as she returned her gaze finally back to the girlie Damion just as he batted his eyelashes at her. Sher wondered what her hair would look like if she pulled it back like Damion had it and almost chuckled out loud from her girlish thoughts, but she couldn't help it really.
Trying her best not to betray her urge to laugh, Sher's eyes danced with amusement as she said, "Don't flatter yourself darling. I like my men with a little more edge..." She trailed away as her eyes blazed mischievously, "And sweeter lips for passionate kisses."
This latter comment was true, Sher was always one for the anger-bent kissing or lovemaking. It was in her blood. Now as she listened closely to the secret behind his dancing, she allowed her smile to widen significantly. Had Jack been watching he would not have let her live this down. The proposition he offered was immensely attractive as she always loved taking the lead.
"My dancing? Very well. I was taught by my sister. Dancing always came easier to me for some reason. Most of my dancing, though, was taught by various different dancers around the world when I used to work for the government agency." Glancing up at the egg she shook her head, "Nope. I'm full."
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