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 Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 6:54 pm
PROFILES:Gaia Username: IBlameRoadSuess "Black Rose"
Name: Rose Butler AKA "Black Rose"
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Interested In: Men and Women
Who Do You Fight For: Freelance Bounty Hunter
Personality: Rose has a very dark personality. She has a morbid sense of humor, but is mostly serious. Annoyed most of the time, very few things crack her outer shell. She almost always tries to distance people, but has developed a fondness for her partner, David. Rose rarely shows this fondness, but she has been caught smiling at him once or twice.
Bio: Rose grew up in the lower district of The Spire, her mother died when she was three, and her father was a bounty hunter trying to make ends meet and care for his child. Rose wanted nothing more than to become a bounty hunter just like her father. She learned most of her basics from him, and refined her technique as she took on more and more jobs. When she was 18 her father died when he went after a particularly high profile criminal. Rose found out who killed him, and went after their entire organization. She killed their families, their friends, everyone who ever did business with them, and she left not a single trace of evidence as to who killed them all, only a single black petaled Rose by the bodies of each of her victims, hence her nickname. Rose follows her father's strict set of rules, but believes that she needs to break them every now and then to accomplish a mission. She only has one rule that she refuses to break: do not kill innocents.
Other: Rose prefers not to talk about her past, and hasn't even told David her entire story. Lives on the central level of the Spire in a small two bedroom condo with David, which doubles as their office. Knows quite a few martial arts, training under the masters at the arena. She focuses almost only on her work, never taking much of an interest in a "personal life." Who are you?Name: David
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Interested In: Women
Who Do You Fight For: Freelance Bounty Hunter
Personality: David makes light of most situations, he cannot remember his past so he tries his best to make a memorable future, enjoying what he can and taking the time to see the nicer things in life. He may put up an innocent front, but David also holds a darksecret that haunts his heart even if he cannot remember it.
Bio: David does not actually remember any of his past. When he woke in the ruins practically beaten to death and dying he could only remember his first name and the fact that he had to stop someone. From that point on he can remember wandering the ruins eventually being aided by a traveling group of people who were headed the nearest main human strong hold, The Spire, there he found a job as a bounty hunter, having shown skills with weapons and eventually working with Rose to increase profits.
Other: David lives and works with rose. he cannot remember what kind of fighting skills he has learned, but his body seems to remember all the time, being able to block and or strike on reflex.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 9:39 pm
Rose stood in the shadows of the ruins, ready to pounce on her target. Pounce might not have been the correct word; she was simply going to pop out and shoot him with her shotgun and then continue on. Her breathing was nearly silent as she waited her hand on the grip, and her finger on the trigger. She waited, and waited, and waited; the right moment was close, she could feel it in her bones. She crouched as the man turned around and headed back the way he came, just like he always did. He was off guard and sloppy; after all, who would attack a simple patrolling guard posing as a scavenger in the middle of a ruined city at night? The moon was high in the sky, and Rose was dressed all in black, her hooded coat hiding her in plain sight as she crouched just out of sight, not moving a muscle. The man stopped, as he always did, and looked around, searching for intruders, his gaze passing right over Rose yet another time. He turned and started his walk again, at which point Rose jumped out from her cover, silently walked up to the man and shot him, point-blank, with her shotgun.
Rose slung her shotgun over her shoulder and dragged the man away from his post quietly, tossing him into the shadows and covering him with a piece of sheet metal that laid nearby; ruined cities could be a blessing sometimes. Glancing around, still crouched next to the body, Rose gathered up any spare ammo the guard had and checked to see if it was any good; many bandits used surplus rounds, also called “dirty ammunition”, the kind that would kill the target you were aiming at, but ruin your weapon easily. Rose only used military-grade ammunition, but kept the “dirty ammo” just in case. If she had extra, she sold it to the weapon shop in town, easy to make quick cash; everyone needed bullets. The guard had a single clip of mil-g ammo and about five clips of dirty ammo; Rose stashed all of them in her pack and unslung her shotgun, reaching down for her radio, she pressed the button and spoke quietly, “Entry point one, guard eliminated. Moving inside, to checkpoint 2.” She released the button and placed her radio back where it belonged and slowly moved into the ruins, checking to see if there was any sign of other guards. Moving inside the ruined building, Rose stepped over rubble, ducked under falling ceilings and made her way to the back of the building; where a guard patrolled an elevator. Rose was too far inside to use her shotgun without alerting the rest of the place, so she snuck up behind the guard and snapped his neck silently. Dragging him out of sight, she policed his ammo and moved to the elevator, whispering into her radio, “Checkpoint 2 clear, we can head down now.” She melted back into the shadows and waited for her partner to show up.
Rose had taken this job because she knew the area well and the payout was potentially huge. She had explored these ruins many times when her father took jobs as a guard for a scavenger team. Now, a group of bandits had moved into the ruins and killed quite a few scavenger teams in very horrible ways. The bandits were camped in the basement of the building, using the still functioning elevators to move supplies, weapons, and people up from underground. Rose knew all too well the type of enemy she was dealing with. Standard bandits, albeit a bit more resourceful than their normal counterparts, they were only a few steps from Tainted, and she was sure at least a few of them were. A man stepped through the ruins, the way Rose had come in, she stayed completely silent, and made no movements. When the man stopped in front of the elevator, and reached down for his radio, Rose sprung from her hiding place, grappling the man and bringing a knife to his throat, but not slicing him. She held him like that and whispered, “David… what have I told you about being more aware of our surroundings?” She let the knife drop from his throat and she slipped it back into its place at her hip. Rose removed the hood from her head, and glared at David, her short, dark, red hair dangling in front of her green eyes for a moment as she brushed it back out of her face.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 10:13 pm
David had just finished dispatching his own set of guards that had carelessly lost their lives to his blade. in his gray outfit he usually blended into most any back ground these days especially with all the ruined buildings and rubble lying about these trashed towns that the usual bounties liked to hide in. His last kill had been slightly tricky since Rose's last report over the radio had alerted the man to his presence as he had brought his blade up to decapitate the man. A slight scuffle and David managed a clean kill with only a slight cut on his arm under one of the black tattoo symbols that covered his body. he did not know where they came from, nor what they were for, but he had no choice but to keep them since they were after all ink tattoos. "we need a quieter method of communication" he mumbled to himself as he pulled his blade from the mans body trying to clean it as much as he possibly could while reaching for his extra amunition and weapons having learned from Rose that every thing could be valuable.
Sheathing his blade over his shoulder he grunted quietly as he dragged the large stinking mans carcass out of view. have they never heard of showers? he thought as he moved the man into a corner and also covered him in rubble. dusting his hands he briefly smelled them and winced, "nasty" he mumbled and grabbed his bicep to check out the injury as he followed Rose's path reaching the check point he felt cold steel press against his throat and he straitened smiling as he heard Rose. "we cant all be as sneaky as you are" he whispered stepping aside so she could go first his gray eyes glittering in humor as he bowed to let her pass, as per usual he liked to release the tension of the mission with a joke every once in a while to help relax.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 10:52 pm
Rose sighed, irritated, as David bowed, walking past him and into the elevator, pressing the button as he followed her inside. She looked over at him, he was only about an inch taller than she was at 6’3”, and he was built like a real warrior. Rose had started her own bounty hunting business after inheriting her father’s old building and assets. She sighed again and said quietly, “Well, David, maybe you should learn at least one thing from me… don’t get hurt.” Rose reached into her pocket and handed David a small gauze pad; enough to cover the cut he sustained. She sighed and checked her weapons, slinging her shotgun and pulling out her small sword; they needed to be as silent as possible now, if any of the guards heard them, there would be more than twenty bandits on them in less than a minute. Rose leaned over and touched her toes, stretching her arms back up and pushing the grate off of the ceiling and grabbing the lip of the elevator. She looked at David and whispered, “See you in a bit, and remember; we want to keep the leader alive until we can get the location of their stash from him.” She pulled herself up on top of the elevator and fiddled with the access panel to the elevator’s circuits. When she cracked it open she looked all the wires over and snipped them one at a time, the elevator’s lights went out and continued moving downward.
Rose leaned her head back into the elevator and whispered, “Five seconds; three guards on the left, two on the right, sneak inside then I’ll turn the lights back on.” Rose leaned back up and waited as the elevator came to a halt. She waited ten seconds before turning the lights back on by reconnecting two of the wires. Rose stuck to the plan, no matter what, whether David was out of the elevator or not. She heard a guard mumble something and walk inside the elevator; looking around to see what caused the elevator to come down. Rose disconnected another two of the wires and the doors shut behind the man, he swiveled around, at which point Rose reached down, grabbed the man, a rather spindly and light man and snapped his neck. Pulling him up onto the top of the elevator, Rose policed his weapon and the small amount of ammo he had. Disconnecting the wire for the lights, and reconnecting the one for the doors, Rose dropped down into the pitch black elevator and watched the doors slowly open. She snuck through almost immediately, moving past the unnoticing guards to a few large crates where she could take cover.
She leaned up against the crates and looked over, she saw a guard standing not three feet away. Slowly standing in the shadows, she stabbed him through the throat, killing him almost instantly. She lowered his body to the ground silently and quietly opened one of the crates; on its side the top opened almost silently. She stuffed his body inside and closed the crate, moving from her temporary hiding spot, she quickly and silently moved to a small set of stairs leading up to the small office area that oversaw the bandit’s camp. There were a few small fires and a few chattering bandits, but otherwise they were all sleeping, even bandits needed rest. Rose looked up into the office area and saw that none of the lights were on; that meant that the leader was asleep too, the perfect time to strike. Rose slowly stepped up the stone steps, her boots creating barely audible footsteps. She opened the door and closed it silently, she was surprised the place was in such good shape; the leader clearly took pride in his established base. Rose silently moved through the office area to the back where what used to be called a ‘break room’ was, it was now the leader’s quarters. She waited outside the room for David, all according to the plan.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 11:21 pm
David bit back a remark as he wrapped the cut on his shoulder, it was important that injuries are looked after immediately since the threat of a tainted infection was so high. David smiled as he concentrated on his arm and listened to her, she liked to stick to the plan, plans were good, but sometimes didn't go as planned, he nodded as she spoke and finished securing the gauze pad to his arm just as she disconnected the lights. his eyes quickly adjusted to the dim room, relying more on his hearing than his sight he quickly snuck through the elevator door seconds before she relit the lights. Waiting for the curious guard he watched the others and as the door closed he quickly took out all four guards as he lightly jumped in front of them and with one quick swing from his long blade slit each of their throats with a swift clean cut. the two to the left fit easily into the half empty crate they had been standing in front of, and the other two on the right didn't entirely fit in their crates, but some quick thinking and he managed to stuff one inside and the other lay next to the crate covered in a tarp he found not far. all as silently as possible.
He followed Rose's trail like a feline predator watching the sleeping men, for some reason the idea of slitting a few throats as he walked past made him smile, but he shook his head slightly to get the idea out of his mind, it would take to much of his already late time and would be to much of a mess to clean up, not that he would have to clean it up, but these ideas often entered his mind when he thought of things like this. Smiling he shook his head, and stealthily climbed the stairs and settled next to rose his breathing even if not slightly faster "miss me?" he signed with his hands not using his voice at all, he did not remember ever learning sign language, but he apparently knew it and had taught it to Rose when they had started working together.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 11:58 pm
When David arrived next to her, Rose glared at him, she wasn’t angry at him; she was just always glaring while on a job. When he signed to her she signed a one finger salute back at him, and then waved him into the room after her. They both knew the plan, so they didn’t need to repeat it. Rose snuck up to the bandit leader, a large man, but not unbelievably so, only about an inch taller than David. He was sleeping soundly on a mattress laid out on the floor. She looked to David who silently shut the door to the room, while she made sure the leader wasn’t going anywhere before silently closing the windows and making sure no one could see what they were doing. The bandit’s quarters were far enough away so that the rest of the group would only hear him if he screamed. Rose slowly stalked over to the man and placed a hand over his mouth, preventing him from saying anything while he awoke.
The leader opened his eyes wide as soon as Rose placed her hand over his mouth. She pressed down on him with her hand, preventing him from sitting up. He struggled for a moment, but Rose quickly brought a knife to his crotch and whispered, “Make any noise and you lose them, go it?” The bandit nodded, sweat dripping down his face and his eyes wide in fear now. Rose removed her hand, but kept the knife where it was. The bandit breathed lightly, looking at Rose, with confusion and fear in his eyes. Rose whispered, “Tell me where your stash of weapons and supplies is hidden, and I’ll let you live.” The bandit shook his head, at which point, Rose pressed the knife up against the bandit’s pants threateningly. The bandit nodded quickly saying, his voice barely a whisper, “Outside the ruins, behind the rocks that form an archway.” Rose whispered a thank you and slit the man’s throat with the knife she had in her other hand. The bandit leader gurgled and died, once he was dead, Rose cut the skin from his left arm, which held the tattoo his band of thugs had; proof of her kill.
Looking at David, Rose motioned to the door and the two of them moved quietly from the back room. Rose unslung her shotgun; they needed to make sure the bandits were killed. Pressing her back up just below a window looking out, Rose reached into her bag and pulled out a grenade, she held up five fingers to David before throwing it and waiting. When the grenade went off, Rose popped up and shot whoever she saw with her shotgun before taking cover again. The bandits knew they were here now, but luckily, there was only one entrance and Rose could see it clearly from where she was sitting. There were about fifteen bandits left, most of them scrambling to find out what happened, putting out the fires around the camp and grab their weapons. “Such disorganization, no wonder this was so easy.” Rose thought as she shot two more of the bandits.
After some sporadic exchanges of fire, all the bandits were dead, and David and Rose were unscathed, another job well done. Sighing, she looked to David and said, “Check their ammo and weapons, be careful, we don’t know if any of them are still alive.” Rose and David spent about an hour cleaning up everything, grabbing the ammo they could carry, and decent weapons that would fetch a decent price back at the Spire. Rose walked to the elevator, climbing back up and turning the lights back on before dropping down and sighing again. There were only two things left to do; find the bandit stash and report back to the office that the mission was a success.
The so-called ‘stash’ turned out to be mostly useless; other bandits had found and raided the place before they got there, but Rose found a few interesting objects that would probably sell to someone. The two of them headed back for the spire, but it was a few days away, so they stopped after a few hours and set up camp. Rose crouched by the fire she had made, poking it with a stick and watching the flames wave with the light breeze. They needed to make sure no one caught them out in the open, so their camp was nestled in between two large rocks, out of the way of the main deserted landscape, and hiding their position well. Rose poked the fire once more before turning to David and asking, “How’d you make out? Get anything good? Or just the same old crap?”
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 12:24 am
David frowned as she asked her question and shrugged, "guess we wont need to worry about the utility bills" he said as he cleaned the barrel of one of his prizes, a stainless steel .44 magnum he had managed to pick off one of the bandits, a flashy gun to say the least, he was surprised that the man had managed to keep it for as long as he might have, "mostly .22's don't work crap against the tainted, but work well enough when pointed at someones head, Few 12 gadge shot guns, pretty cheep stuff id say" he said setting the colt down as he looked to her, the automatic was a keeper, much faster than his .45 but not quite as powerful. "might be able to sell them in the slums for a decent price" he added to be honest this was probably the worst junk heist they had done in some time, .22's practically littered the ruins all over the country.
"I do have to say though, i did find some interesting little peace on one of the guards as we left" he said pulling out of a pocket a hand full of necklaces, each glittered the different color of a precious metal, "id imagine he was stuffing it from his comrades, looks like most of these might be real" he smiled placing it back in his pocket as he pulled his blade off his shoulder to clean it fully, it wouldn't do him any good to have a rusty blade especially since his body seemed more comfortable using it than it did with the smaller blades or even some large guns.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:09 am
Rose groaned and laid back, her head lightly hitting her sleeping bag. She spoke while looking up at the clouded sky, “Well, we can’t win ‘em all. We got quite a bit of ammo from them, about fifty full dirty clips, and ten full military grade clips. The price for that gang and the ammo will probably make up for the lack of weapons.” The clouds broke, but something was wrong with the sky, the stars never shone anymore, like they were hiding and the moon was the only object in space. Rose groaned again and closed her eyes for a moment, then asked, “David… you still don’t remember anything about your past do you?” Rose sat back up and looked over at her partner; she hired him three years ago, and all she knew was his name, he had amnesia, couldn’t remember anything about his past. Rose would never admit it, she was never very good at expressing herself, but she did have a fondness for him. She couldn’t see her life being very exciting without him there, she wouldn’t be able to take on the more difficult jobs that required two people, and as much as she denied it, she actually liked his humorous outlook on what they did. She couldn’t see her life returning to the way it was, living alone in that building barely making ends meet and taking any job with money involved. Somewhere in the back of her mind, as terrible a thought it was, she almost hoped he would never remember his past. If he did; he might leave her, go back to wherever he came from and leave her alone again. Rose banished the thoughts from her mind; she needed to get some sleep. Shaking her head to clear, she looked at David and said, “Well, we’d better get some shut-eye. You take first watch and wake me up in three hours.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:36 am
David nodded to her and watched her for a moment as she fell asleep, whipping down his blade several times before he sheathed it. She seemed to be worried about his memories, if it had been anyone else they would have probably seen it as a hint at getting rid of them, or her sign of telling them to get lost. David could tell she was distressed and disheartened by the idea of him regaining his memories, he could easily read it in her body language, having lived with her for the last few years. perhaps that was why i was a leader the thought popped into his head and the wondered for a moment Leader? when was i a leader? he wondered thinking hard and drawing a blank, slowly he shook his head and turned his back to the campfire it would be easier to see anyone sneaking in on them if he didn't stare into the only source of light available. I used to be a leader? what kind of leader? he thought and his mind soon wandered to thoughts of Rose, he had liked her for some time, expressed it several times within the past year, but she had just brushed him of with her usual manner of separate emotions. he sighed as he gazed into the darkness. this was the problem with the night watch, it gave him to much time to think.
The next morning David managed to get up before Rose could complain, Camp was easily cleaned up since it was set up the night before to be a quick pack up and they headed back to Spire, idle conversation was relayed between the two as they walked, and as they closed in on the haven the ran into several travel groups who were either leaving for jobs or coming back from others. David managed to sell off a few of their findings before they even reached the outer walls, pocketing several strips of regulated currency he felt slightly happier, "shall i treat you to a nice dinner tonight my throned beauty?" he winked at her as they passed through the slums to the elevators that would take them eventually to their level. the dinner wouldnt be overly nice, no 500 dollar dinner, but David usually could find some of the nicer small places, or some entertaining adventure to keep her guessing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:38 am
Rose looked at David with her normal glare and said, “Have a good sale? You normally wait until after we sell everything to ask me.” Turning back, she swiftly walked past David and up the steps to their home, opening the door and walking inside. Looking around at the room, she groaned and set her bag on the floor, walked into her room and nearly jumped on her bed; she was exhausted and annoyed and she couldn’t quite discern her other feelings. She put her face in her pillow and stayed there for a while. She needed a shower, badly. Standing up, Rose walked out of her room and tossed her coat across the room, it fell to the floor next to her bag, and she reached down and unbuttoned her pants and started to remove her shirt. She didn’t care that David saw her; he was about as likely to do something as she was. Taking a shower was about as enjoyable as it ever was; she got the dirt and dust off, and she enjoyed the feeling of the water running down her face. Shutting the water off and stepping out of the shower, Rose shook her hair out and grabbed a towel; wrapping it around her she walked back out into the main room and sat on the couch, wearing just the towel. She sighed and put her head back on the couch; she had been back all of an hour, and she already needed to get back out and kill something.
Rose stood up, walked over to her computer, and started looking through her mail. “Jobs… jobs… jobs… I need a job… Dammit! Why are there never any jobs to do as soon as we get back? It’s not as though I won’t get the request as soon as I get back! David! Where are we going for dinner? I need to find something to wear!” Rose sighed again, she was already aggravated, and she wasn’t going to be very happy for the rest of the day. She rapidly typed on the computer, sending a message to one of her contacts on the upper levels; she was trying to get another job as quickly as possible, she needed to be out of here, she couldn’t stand just sitting around, it made her edgy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 9:57 am
David chuckled and followed her into the house, closing the door and begining to pick up the stray items as she dropped them on the floor, hanging the jacket up by the door, wincing as she collapsed on the couch leaving dirt tracks all over it as he walked to the kitchen to make himself a glass of water. when she started getting undressed he sighed and proceeded to continue picking up her discarded items and tossed them into her bed room, blushing at a pair of her panties still clung to his sleeve he quickly flung it onto her bed and closed the door just as he heard the shower turn on. seeing his chance to clean up the couch he quickly grabbed the vacuum and cleared off most of the dirt she had tracked on the nice leather sofa he had managed to purchase recently, not just for the beautiful black leather look, but for the easy clean up to, he had a slight obsession with clean. Rose came out just as he finished putting the vacuum away, she was now clean so he did not wince as she sat down, but he did like the way the towel wrapped around her body... he shook his head, Damn she would kill me if she could read my mind he smiled as he shook his head and walked back to the kitchen to grab a fruit from the fridge.
"Give the computer a break Thorns, Barely even an hour back and it is probably already just about to crash" he chuckled handing her an apple as he walked up next to her to watch the screen as well. the last mission had been a slight downer to him as well and if he knew Rose well enough he could tell she was probably itching to go out again. He leaned on the desk and watched the clock on the opposite wall. the training grounds was probably the best place to take her, a collection of mazes built to help people learn how to survive it usually could work the kinks out of Rose's bad moods. "how about we head out to the training grounds, we can eat out there and by the time we come back there will probably be a whole mess of jobs waiting for us to sort through"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:26 pm
Rose sighed and said, “That sounds like a decent idea… So, combat casual… and don’t call me Thorns!” Rose stood and walked into her room, taking a bite of her apple as she walked, letting the towel fall to the ground just as she passed through the doorway then she shut her door. Not five minutes later she opened her door and walked out, she had a pair of combat pants on and a light vest-like shirt on; it had no sleeves and only went halfway down on her stomach, it barely counted as clothes. She crossed the room swiftly and grabbed her cloak, slipping it on quickly, she looked at David and said, “Well, come on, we need to move if we’re going to get the best spots!” Rose grabbed her bag and put it back over her shoulder, saying, “We also need to sell the rest of our stuff, so let’s move!” Rose waited for David to get ready then walked outside and headed towards the training grounds.
After a quick stop at the weapon smith, selling most of their findings for a decent price, the two made it to the training grounds. Rose always liked it here, it was never closed and you could train all you wanted. She often came here to blow off some steam and practice her fighting; using guns was a waste of ammo, so she refrained from using her own. Rose sparred with a few of her old teachers, and won against all of them, then ran through an obstacle course or two before finally emerging from the training grounds. Sighing, she made her way over to the nearby café and sat down at a table, waiting for David before he ordered anything other than a glass of water.
Her mind wandered away from where she was, and she thought of the look she caught from David when she was on the couch in just a towel; she knew he was staring at her, and she knew it was because she looked good… but how did it make her feel? Rose had always been closed off from her emotions, but she never had quite so much trouble discerning what they were. Was she happy that he looked at her that way, or was she annoyed? Did she enjoy having David look at her? That seemed like a stretch, but she didn’t quite discount it; David stirred up a large number of confusing emotions in her head, so she wouldn’t have been surprised if that was one of the reasons. She shook her head to clear it, this wasn’t like her. She never got caught up in her emotions before, what caused it now? When David finally sat down across from her, she sighed and said, “You’re buying David, and I’m feeling expensive.” Saying nothing else, Rose ordered her food and ate quietly, if they were going to talk over dinner, David would be the one to initiate conversation.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 7:01 pm
David hung his head dramatically after he heard her. "shouldn't have waved that money in front of your face" he said resting his chin in his hand as he watched her scarf down her meal. he had bought a simple salad cause his stomach was bothering him. "If i cant call you thorn, what about pig?" he said leaning back in his chair as smiling at her. he would continue to call her thorn even thought she had told him not to, it was much more entertaining seeing her get ticked like that, much more amusing than her usual emotionless get up. besides he thought it fit her better than any other name.
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 7:43 pm
Rose paused and swallowed her food, glaring at David and saying, not mincing words, “Call me that and I’ll kill you in your sleep. You’ve got two choices; Rose or Black Rose.” Rose blinked and went back to eating her food. The food wasn’t amazing, but it was an old favorite of hers, she used to eat this meal at the café while she was younger. She wanted to get back to the office, so she could find another job, so she concentrated mostly on her food. She paused for a moment to look at David, admiring his face for reasons even she didn’t know. She finished her food and quickly finished her drink, wiping her mouth she looked at David and said, “We should be getting back, we might have another job.” She quickly grabbed her gear and stood up, turned to leave and bumped into someone. The man turned and grumbled, “Hey watch where you’re going… David?” He quickly turned and started to walk away in the opposite direction he was walking before. Rose simply stared for a moment, turning back to David wide-eyed and saying, “He recognized you…”
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 8:38 pm
David stood as the man started to run, He knows me... he thought charging after the man, without responding to Rose. he wasn't sure what he was going to do when he found the man, he wanted to remember he wasn't sure if the man could help him remember, but he at least might be able to get a last name that he could do some research on.
The man noticed he was following after a time and started to run faster pushing through people and trying his best to get away. David continued on his trail becoming slightly irritated until they reached a dead end. "I just wanna ask you a question" David said when he came within hearing distance. "I know nothing!" the man shouted and stated to climb the fencing behind him, irritating David further, within a few strides he had reached the man and pinned him to the gate that he was trying to climb, "I said stop" he snapped loosing his calm and collected demeanor for a moment, "Where do you know me from" he said no longer the David Rose lived with for the past few years. "no where i swear, five years ago maybe in the lower markets, but i gave your wallet back, please don't hurt me" he whimppered and David let him go like a hot rock stepping back as he realized he had turned violent so quickly. "s**t" he said grabbing his temples with both hands as he stepped back from the man. What the hell was that!? he thought to himself looking at his hands as the other man scurried around him to bolt back into the crowds of people wandering the level.
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