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| To Live is to Die; DarkAngel013 & Mercinus3 | |
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| Mercinus3 | Jun 26 2009, 02:16 PM Post #31 |
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There are a few things that would surprise Harlan, whether it was in real life or under a disguise. Ai's reaction to him being behind her was one of them. She turned around to put something into the sink ,which was nearby. She jumped up, making him flinch with surprise. She bumped into him, making him lose balance and fall backwards. With both of them crashing to the floor, him taking the full brunt of the fall, the tin bowls crashed on the ground, ringing out throughout the apartment. The bowls swirled around on their bases, continuing the metallic sound. Finally, when all the bowls stopped rolling, Harlan raised his head and rubbed his hand on the back of it. "Ow! My head." He moved his head, his eyes still shut from the fall. He wondered if Ai was alright. He could feel her on him, though not moving. "Ouch..." Knowing that she was alright, with her moving above him, he opened his eyes. Soon, she staring at him and he to her. A few awkward minutes later, he finally broke the silence. "Well… That was interesting." |
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| DarkAngel013 | Jun 26 2009, 02:47 PM Post #32 |
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During the few... "minutes" that they spent lying on the floor, she had felt her heart suddenly race, her face redden slightly, and her hands that were on his chest, placed delicately so that her fingers didn't brush by his injuries. She could feel his body through her thin t-shirt... but she didn't let that bother her... as much as she wanted to.... but she couldn't help but feel it. When the minutes "passed," she snapped out of her... "fantasies" that suddenly appeared in her mind. "Erm... right," she mumbled. Despite the fact that her breathing almost seemed... ragged, she pulled herself away, warming up from the close contact. She picked herself up and wondered what the heck was that. Ai handed out her hand to help him up. "Sorry about that," she murmured. |
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| Mercinus3 | Jun 26 2009, 03:15 PM Post #33 |
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Her hands were pressed against his chest. Harlan could see her blushing at the situation. When he thought about it, he could feel her quickened heartbeat. During this time, he had been tempted to raise his head and kiss her again, but he decided against it. The emotions that were running through him were unclear to him. He wanted to reach out to her, but, at the same time, he didn't want to go too far. He was still not sure what she's feeling. "Erm... right," he heard her mutter. What is she talking about? he wondered. He actually wanted to know what she's feeling when she sees him. Even though it had only been on this night that she had started to act in a way that he hadn't seen her before. Slowly, she picked herself up, him feeling her breathing. As she lowered her hand to help him up, he grasped it and got up. "Sorry about that." "It's not your fault, Ai. It's more on my behalf that this happened." He wanted to chuckle, but his chest was something that stopped him from doing that. then, he remembered what he wanted to talk to Ai about. "Oh yeah… Damien called. He wants both of us to see him ASAP." Slowlt, he looked over to his clothes. "Do you have any spare t-shirts that I can borrow?" |
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| DarkAngel013 | Jun 26 2009, 03:36 PM Post #34 |
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Ai smiled, trying to cover up her embarrassed expression in having to have fallen on top of him. When his fingers curled around her hand, more tingles were shot down her hand and up her arm. She was getting more and more confused on what the hell was going on with her body and... Harlan in general now. True, they've never kissed on the lips the entire time they've been partners.... except that time in the bathroom... but, they've kissed each other on the cheeks and for Harlan, her neck. She knows that he knows that that spot was a sensitive spot for her, although she didn't know that it was more of a sensual thing than anything else. She looked up at him when he said something about Damien and a shirt. She smiled as she said, "I have plenty of those, follow me please." She walked towards the bedroom, although paused when she glanced back at her food. She was going to have to pack all of that up and put it into the fridge... how annoying. Apparently, this showed on her face as she seemed to glare at something before opening the door to her master. Inside, the entire room seemed to be littered with computers, wires, and books and files. The only clear space she had was her vanity table, some of her bed, and the area to the bathroom. "Oops, I forgot to clean up... but I don't think I could even if I tried," she said with a sigh as she gently made her way through the wires towards the walk-in closet. There was a small path that made its way towards the closet as she flicked the light on. "Come here," she called out from the closet. Her fingers went through the male clothing section she had in her closet, finding his size as she pulled out a rather simplistic dress shirt that can be worn with anything and have that classy look. "Since we are going to see the boss, it's best to dress up semi-formal, I guess." She handed him the shirt when he came in and she went to the other side of the closet and pulled out for herself a black dress skirt that would be billowed out to her mid-thighs, and a v-neck silk shirt. The sleeves billowed out to her elbows and there hung a bow right underneath where the chest would go. The rest hung out down to her waist area. [x] Then she slid part of her clothes to the side to touch the back of the wall, where it beeped and slid open to reveal a large array of guns on its shelves. She picked one up that hung in its holster, small and tiny, but packs a hell of a punch. "Please turn around," she managed to say, not wanting for him to see her near naked again. The first time was embarrassing, but the second time seemed... rather... hot. Although she didn't know why and she didn't know if she could control herself any further. When she was sure he did, she quickly stripped off her shirt and shorts to quickly dress up her skirt and then pull the shirt over her head. Taking the gun in its holster, she slid it up her thigh to hide snugly under her skirt. There was enough room so that she went passed him out the door to go to her vanity, leaving the faint scent of a jasmine in her wake. It might have been shampoo or even her lotion but with her, it seemed like her natural scent. She went to her vanity and applied very little make-up before heading into the bathroom, she never knew. She came back out to her small vanity to brush her hair. "I'm going to pack the food," Ai said quickly, leaving the bedroom and to head into the kitchen. Briskly, she cleaned up the partially prepared food and put them into their proper containers as she tried her best to quickly put them all away. Damien did not like to wait, she knew that much so the more they delay here, the more that they might be scolded for their timing skills. |
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| Mercinus3 | Jun 26 2009, 04:12 PM Post #35 |
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Harlan smiled as Ai did, and listened to what she had to say. "I have plenty of those, follow me please." He obeyed what she said, though he paused when she turned back to the food that was left on the counter. He noticed that there was a glare in her eyes. Once she turned around to walk into the room again, he followed. At first, he thought that they were going into a spare bedroom. Once he had walked through the doors, he was surprised to see wires and parts of computers. He was completely surprised with the lack of tidiness inside the room, with the other room contrasting it. "Oops, I forgot to clean up... but I don't think I could even if I tried." "At least it looks much better than my bedroom at home." He can remember what his bedroom was like. His entire floor was littered with clothes, parts of used laptops and shells of from his shooting practices. When Ai told him to come over, he walked over towards where she was, following the small path that was left behind. The shirt that she had given him was completely black, with blue lines and black, velvety patterns printed all over the fabric. A suitable shirt to wear for their meeting with their boss, he took it and put it on. "Wow this shirt is comfortable," he commented. Buttoning the borrowed shirt, he moved his shoulders about, seeing how the shoulders were. Nothing wrong there. Once he had finished testing the shirt, he turned towards Ai. "Please turn around." Knowing what she was going to do, he turned his back to her. While Ai was getting changed, Harlan began to check his pistol for any bullets needs to be reloaded. Seeing that there was only one case inside the clip. Nothing too worrying at the moment, but he'll need to reload as he arrives at the place. He looked up to see her walk past him. Before he could follow her, he breathed in, smelling jasmine. Completely mesmerized by the smell, he walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen. He knew that she would need help tidying up the food, which was to be their meal. Grabbing various containers that were around, which had labels to which food goes where. As quickly as he can, he started to put the food in the fridge before Ai arrived. With him helping out, the food was packed. "I suppose I'll be driving over there. Or do you want to drive?" Edited by Mercinus3, Jul 4 2009, 03:33 AM.
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| DarkAngel013 | Jun 26 2009, 10:55 PM Post #36 |
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"Wow this shirt is comfortable," he commented. "Yeah, I made it myself," she managed to say, before commencing into changing. When she had been the one to bandage him during one extremely dangerous situation and mission, she had to take measurements to make him shirts instead of going to the store to avoid being risked being called to the cops cause at the time, she had been known as short haired Asian girl that seemed to be suspected of crimes in the area of which they were in. Luckily, they thought she had short hair while in reality, she always have had long hair and she always wears contacts that are different from her natural eye color. So, because of that, she kept his measurements... to the point where she basically memorized it, although, he doesn't know that. After that, when she had appeared in the kitchen, she realized that Harlan had helped her put away at least more than half. She smiled at the gesture and when they finished, she said, "Thanks." "I suppose I'll be driving over there. Or do you want to drive?" She smiled as her eyes glittered with mischief. "No, I'll drive and we'll take my car." She headed back towards the front door area, turned off the screen again and headed towards the front door. As soon as Harlan came through, the screen fwooshed back into place, the rippling surface back in its place. She slid the door open again and pulled out a pair of heels that matched her skirt, black sandal-heels that had an inch thick of a heel... probably more as it made her look taller, the heel the right size so that it's not too skinny nor too thick. When Ai had left the bedroom, she had picked up a small bag that was hanging off her shoulder in a rather thin strap, to hold her "womanly" things. It held the same things that she always carried, just like the last purse. After putting on her shoes, she opened another cabinet that was on the inside of the shoe case. "Which car shall we take? The Toyota FT-HS or the Maclaren F1 GT?" she smiled, as the idea of driving of one of the sports cars she had bought was really rather appealing right now... especially in the dead of night when both of her cars were black. Not to mention, she had customized them herself... to suit her needs of any kinds of... missions. |
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| Mercinus3 | Jun 28 2009, 02:21 PM Post #37 |
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Harlan was a it surprised that Ai had managed to get the shirt to match his exact build. He had guessed that she had them made for him after he had the knife injury across his back, nearly killing him from the blood loss; she had taken his measurements so that she could make some shirts herself. She’s always cautious, considering the cops in the areas of all their targets. This is true. Every time that they’ve killed a target together, she was always the one that clears up any blood that came from them. The only thing that he does is to throw the knife by the blade and take it out of the body by the handle, leaving his fingerprints on the blade itself. Sighing after putting the food in the fridge, he listened as Ai talked about the possible cars that she would take. "Which car shall we take? The Toyota FT-HS or the Maclaren F1 GT?" “So you’ve got a new car from the single use of the Mclaren then?” he questioned, walking through the doorway. As soon as he walked into the room that she was in, the screen that he saw when he entered the apartment went back up, completing its shimmering surface. Of course, he was holding something back for his second car, one which he had bought himself and not given to him by Damien. However, he rarely got the car out, just in case he got it damaged. Looking for the keys to his Corvette, he placed his knife from his bloodied jacket and placed it in the other pocket, with his mobile phone and car keys. “This’ll make a change. I’ve been in the Mclaren before, but I’ll have a variety and go for the Toyota.” Soon, he grabbed his shoes and put them on, being careful not to make the bandage go away from his chest. |
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| DarkAngel013 | Jun 28 2009, 06:32 PM Post #38 |
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“So you’ve got a new car from the single use of the Mclaren then?” he questioned “This’ll make a change. I’ve been in the Mclaren before, but I’ll have a variety and go for the Toyota.” Ai smiled as she took the keys to the Toyota and shut the cabinet behind her, showing a small library of different car keys, as she walked towards the door. She looked towards Harlan as she answered, "I've always had another car, not just the Maclaren." She opened the door with another grunt, making a slight hissing sound as if it were sound proof. "The Toyota is only one of the many others I have... what did you think I was doing in my spare time? I'd like to have a handful of cars that I can use, and not only just one of them." That meant... she had more than one sports car and that was excluding the Maclaren and the Toyota. When they were out in the hall, she placed her hand on the door handle and again paused, before she took out her keys to lock the door. The pad that was next to the door looked like any ordinary pad that one would put outside of their home, hers just only looks like a doorbell. They headed towards the elevator and while they were waiting, Ai looked at Harlan to say, after he said what he said to her statement moments earlier, "And besides, I'm handy with my electronics and I do love cars so it only made sense to me that I can incorporate that into my cars." She shrugged as she stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby. When they quickly reached the floor, Ai stepped out quickly as the person who was waiting for it stared in awe for a moment at the pair before they disappeared around the corner. She waved at the security persons as she avoided the camera and headed out the door and out onto the streets. "We're going to the garage... It's down the street," she pointed down the street to a rather secure garage with several security persons at the front gate. They quickly reached the gate and she showed him her pass and she was let on through with Harlan following on behind. (( I hope this is all right if I do that. )) She took out her keys again and pressed a button the key. A car beeped in reply and she walked over. It was a car but covered over and had the appearance underneath the cloth of a Toyota Celica. She pulled off the cover and unlocked the doors, and opened the driver's side seat. There appeared to be no door handle and Ai showed Harlan before she got in that the handle was hidden in the black area, right near the window. (( I dunno, I couldn't find it in the picture but I assume it was there. )) She slid into the sleek interior of the Toyota FT-HS ([x], [x], [x], [x]), revealing her slim thighs to a person who just exited their car and got a good view of it before the car door slammed shut. She inserted the keys (( I have NO idea if they have an ignition key or not. DX )) and with a flick of her wrist, the engine silently came on, without a sound. However, one could feel the purr of the car in their seat. Ai leaned back in her seat and smiled as she curled her fingers around the wheel, pressing her foot against the pedal. Her right hand lingered over the stick shift, ready to snap it into first gear. The way she was caressing the wheel as she flicked her right wrist to put forth the car, was hot. The car sped out of the parking space and towards the gate, the car shifting it's shape from the cover of the Celica into the FT-HS, before it even left the space. The security guards, for a mere moment managed to catch a glimpse at the car and their mouths dropped. The car sped out onto the street before they could even move another second. The engine roared now, the power of a sports car coming into gear as she sped the car through the streets, the black paint job of the car doing its job of hiding most of itself from view of the other cars, the license changing plates as she flicked her finger for a moment from the the stick shift to the pad to press a button before resting her hand again on the stick shift. When she had gotten the car at the right speed (which was like... 70+ mph at least and apparently doing the impossible in New York), Ai spoke up again, "Where does Damien want us to meet?" |
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| Mercinus3 | Jun 29 2009, 02:55 AM Post #39 |
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Harlan noticed tat I had smiled at him when he chose the Toyota, picking out the key from the cabinet behind her. For him, he only had two cars, one of them being a Corvette C6. One of the cars that he was planning on getting was the Dodge Viper ZB, since he loves all the American muscle cars. In the meantime, he would stick with his two cars. He turned towards Ai when she spoke to him. "I've always had another car, not just the Maclaren. The Toyota is only one of the many others I have... what did you think I was doing in my spare time? I'd like to have a handful of cars that I can use, and not only just one of them." He was a bit surprised when she mentioned about the other cars. He wouldn’t know how much money she was spending on the insurance for all of them, let alone the insurance for the Mclaren. “You know that the insurance for your cars is going to be expensive, right?” he questioned, quizzing on how much money she was actually spending. Soon, they were in the elevator, heading straight down towards the lobby. During the short descent, Harlan imagined something, but he pushed it towards the back of his mind. I certainly don’t want to do that now. Not when Damien is waiting for us. Sighing quietly, he followed Ai as they both walked out of the apartment. During their journey to Ai’s cars, he watched as she shown him where the handle to the car was. Soon, both of them were in the car, with the engine running smoothly, the rumbles of the car being felt underneath the seat. Before they pulled out of the car park, he watched as she was getting ready to watch her drive. He had to admit, Ai was a very good driver, though whether or not she was better than him was something that neither of them have tried. Usually, it was either one or the other that was driving. Before the gates to the car park had disappeared behind them, he turned his head to see the security guards drop their jaws, which made him laugh. “This car has certainly surprised the security guards,” he said, watching as the Toyota ate up the asphalt of the road. Before he could feel the car turning off the road, he noticed that a car had started to move, the black sedan stalking the fast car. "Where does Damien want us to meet?" “He wants to meet us at the usual place,” Harlan replied, looking through the side mirrors as they went. Even though the car they were in was fast, the black sedan following them was keeping up. Slowly, he pulled out his pistol, hoping that it was just a coincidence. He turned his head towards Ai. “Are you willing to take a detour? I think that we’re being followed.” Unsure about it, he gripped the grip of the gun, hoping that it wasn’t another agent that was working for Globodex. The last thing that Damien wants is Globodex running up his ass like a bat out of hell. |
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| DarkAngel013 | Jun 29 2009, 12:51 PM Post #40 |
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“You know that the insurance for your cars is going to be expensive, right?” "Some of the cars don't have insurance," Ai said. She had a few cars that were, however, but she couldn't have anything under her real name so she had a mechanic that would help her out in situations where the car was completely totaled or wrecked. Then again, she usually tried fixing them up herself because that usually led to better upgrades onto the car, even if it had gotten costly... But despite that, with the jobs that Ai has gotten, it wouldn't be that surprising that she has that kind of money stored away somewhere. “He wants to meet us at the usual place,” Harlan replied. He turned his head towards Ai. “Are you willing to take a detour? I think that we’re being followed.” "All right," she said as she took the car into another gear, turning off the main road to enter the parts of the city that she knew that not many people go to. "What are you going to do now then?" She drove carefully until she glanced in the mirror, and when she noticed that the car had disappeared, she took this moment to press another button on the dash and then the car changed again, although, this time, the car looked like it was invisible and Ai backed the car up into an alley so that the face was still facing outward towards where the black sedan was following them. "Now what?" |
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