Jason stands in the middle of his room, looking at his closet, very upset. "What was I thinking to wear this crap? And this room. I need a manservant."
She giggles, and shakes her head. Gives Jason a hug as she comes into the room, then impulsively hugs Gabriel too. She sits on the bed, relaxing. " No, This is about something different. I know why I'm sore Gabriel. It's because I didn't work out today, like I normally do. No running, no pushups, no ..swimming. Maybe tomorrow."
"Jason, you know about my ability to sense monsters - really bad people, right? And about how I like to play with them - First Jimmy, then Raina and Deacon, Willow..."
"I stopped by Greg's today, just to say hi, let him know I was ok."
"Someone showed up - some guy named Flagg. Pretty normal looking and all." She turns and grabs a pillow, starts hugging it.
"At first it was like the old times, a certain zing - a ..I don't know. But suddenly it was like I wanted to hiss at the guy and go hide in Greg's closet. I got the shakes and everything. Took all I could, just to talk civil to him. After he faded out, I practically ran out of there in a panic."
Well, fucked up as it is to say? You need to learn again. Figure it out. But tell me... Everyone says I'm bad as fuck for you. But do you get that feeling around me? Do I make you nervous like that?
She looks at him closely, leans towards him, and closes her eyes - then pulls away, calmly.
No, no bad feeling like that. I could tell - when I met you, that you were't a normal human - and that you were a killer. Some sort of killer..and not just a regular soldier, bang-bang shoot'em up type.
"But I get nervous around you for a completely different reason. I know what Raina did, and I knew what the other you did, Gabriel."
She looks at him, sadly. "I don't think I could do the sort of things you - I mean he made your pard do. I couldn't just..movies - or worse - and I'm not the type to just cow down and do it because you say so. Or anyone for that matter."
She whispers quietly "You'd have to kill me, and you probably will."
"What does that mean? Having that ability - being able to play, to get along with monsters - it's what I know, er, knew. "
She looks at Gabriel, frowning at the memory. "I also went looking for.." She looks down and picks at the lint on the pillow case. "For you, or someone to, um, cuddle hang out with. Went out into the woods looking for you even."
"Sorry, Dollface. I.. I lost it around dawn. Passed out. Sorry about that, Baby. Guess it's time to get a real place, huh? Maybe if you play nice I'll even give you a key.'
Grinning a little, canting his head a little to wink at her.
"It's a lot for you to get used to. Most have pack or pard to get them through it. You get someone assigned to you, there to teach you an...'
Stopping as he hears a beep from his pocket. Pulling the phone out, he stares at the window. 'Who the fuck is J. Lee? Business, I bet.' Shrugging, he shoves the phone back in his pocket.
Well, if you are hanging around in my neck of the woods anyhow, maybe I can get you a key. Easier that way, I won't have to play nice to see you..or go skinny dipping."
She puts her head down, rubs her eyes.
"I almost ate a rabbit the other morning. Raw, in lynxform. Bad enough that I killed it, but...ugh."
"God. Fucking miss that. Used to go take down deer. But unlike puppy chow breath here? I can't pass for a dog lost in the woods.'
Shrugging his shoulders, a look of longing crossing his features.
"Sorry, but it's how life is, Dollface. Kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest and somethings? Somethings are nothing more than food. Learn to look at them like that."
Smirking, trying to lessen that blow.
"And if it means less of you naked in the sunlight? I'll go with no key."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:06 (UTC)Deadpan, just raising his head enough to look up at her. Thank god for small favors. Or cute Dollfaces.
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:13 (UTC)"
No, This is about something different. I know why I'm sore Gabriel. It's because I didn't work out today, like I normally do. No running, no pushups, no ..swimming. Maybe tomorrow."
"Jason, you know about my ability to sense monsters - really bad people, right? And about how I like to play with them - First Jimmy, then Raina and Deacon, Willow..."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:21 (UTC)"Someone showed up - some guy named Flagg. Pretty normal looking and all." She turns and grabs a pillow, starts hugging it.
"At first it was like the old times, a certain zing - a ..I don't know. But suddenly it was like I wanted to hiss at the guy and go hide in Greg's closet. I got the shakes and everything. Took all I could, just to talk civil to him. After he faded out, I practically ran out of there in a panic."
"I've never done that before, ever."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:25 (UTC)"He looks normal, but he..Deity this is gonna sound strange - he smells wrong. He's.."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:23 (UTC)Tones low, a harsh whisper as he leaned back forward, half hunched over, listening with half closed eyes.
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:28 (UTC)"Yeah, I'm fine, pup. Leela? You... You hve to learn to trust yer instincts."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:52 (UTC)No, no bad feeling like that. I could tell - when I met you, that you were't a normal human - and that you were a killer. Some sort of killer..and not just a regular soldier, bang-bang shoot'em up type.
"But I get nervous around you for a completely different reason. I know what Raina did, and I knew what the other you did, Gabriel."
She looks at him, sadly. "I don't think I could do the sort of things you - I mean he made your pard do. I couldn't just..movies - or worse - and I'm not the type to just cow down and do it because you say so. Or anyone for that matter."
She whispers quietly "You'd have to kill me, and you probably will."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:30 (UTC)She looks at Gabriel, frowning at the memory. "I also went looking for.." She looks down and picks at the lint on the pillow case. "For you, or someone to, um,
cuddlehang out with. Went out into the woods looking for you even.""I've never done that before either".
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:34 (UTC)"Sorry, Dollface. I.. I lost it around dawn. Passed out. Sorry about that, Baby. Guess it's time to get a real place, huh? Maybe if you play nice I'll even give you a key.'
Grinning a little, canting his head a little to wink at her.
"It's a lot for you to get used to. Most have pack or pard to get them through it. You get someone assigned to you, there to teach you an...'
Stopping as he hears a beep from his pocket. Pulling the phone out, he stares at the window. 'Who the fuck is J. Lee? Business, I bet.' Shrugging, he shoves the phone back in his pocket.
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:39 (UTC)Pulls out the phone, leaning back as he listens to the voicemail, starting to laugh as he snaps it closed.
"So.. seems I broke you, pup. And I'm an asshole. Who the fuck?"
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:44 (UTC)She puts her head down, rubs her eyes.
"I almost ate a rabbit the other morning. Raw, in lynxform. Bad enough that I killed it, but...ugh."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 01:47 (UTC)Shrugging his shoulders, a look of longing crossing his features.
"Sorry, but it's how life is, Dollface. Kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest and somethings? Somethings are nothing more than food. Learn to look at them like that."
Smirking, trying to lessen that blow.
"And if it means less of you naked in the sunlight? I'll go with no key."
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