Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:31:50 AM)
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Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:32:53 AM)
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Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:33:38 AM)
*Jack drives along. He's not the courteous to those following him either, figuring they could keep up easy enough. He doesn't drive too fast though and every once in a while will spare a glance to make sure they are behind him rather than sparing it as he usually does to look over at his companion.*
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:34:06 AM)
*One of the nondescrip SuV's follows the couple, a car length or so behind, undaunted by rude driving or speeding.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:36:10 AM)
Occasionally Veronique would take a glimpse over as Jack was driving, watching him curiously before she tried to make idle conversation. "So.. do you do this legally or..? Make weapons I mean." Reaching into her purse, the creole beauty in the passengers side removed her brush and flipped the sun screen in his jeep down to use the mirror.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:36:44 AM)
Not so much. *Eventually he will get to a quiet area, mostly warehouses around here, several in disuse. He pulls up behind one of the older ones. It is made of brick and 2 stories high, somewhat long, but not too big. He gets out and would walk around to meet Veronique as she gets out.*
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:39:05 AM)
*The SuV would pull up behind them, and a tall rather intimidating Russian man gets out of it. He looks around mostly just waiting for a moment then approaches Veronique*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:40:08 AM)
She smiled, seeing him remember about the door, stopping herself from opening it. "Thank you." Giving Jack a big smile as she exited the vehicle, patting down the back of her mini dress to make sure the material hadn't folded up and thus cause a wardrobe malfunction. Her gaze moved to Sergeis Viper as it pulled up seconds later, watching one of his henchmen get out and approach. "Something wrong?"
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:40:33 AM)
((there was no viper...just the henchman >.>))
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:40:44 AM)
*He would offer her a hand down this time, more because he wanted to touch and be close to her than because he realizes it would be "nice". He then turns and glances at the man.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:40:57 AM)
[Oh oops! Sorry!]
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:42:41 AM)
Serh and Miss, Sergei offers his appologies but there was a bit of difficulty with soome frieght and he needed to attend to it pehrsonally. He told me to ask, you Miss Moreau if you would rather me stay, or head out...he also told me something you'd likely need to no. *he leans forward to whisper in the womans ear, which for him was more like bending in half.*
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:43:17 AM)
((i appologise for the butchered spelling i'm trying my hand at phoneticly spelling an accent))
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:43:39 AM)
[No worries! I kinda thought that was what you were doing. =) ]
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:44:36 AM)
*Frowns just a bit at that. He hadn't expected Sergei to have one of his flunkies follow along... he had not given permission to have any other than Veronique and Sergei to know this location.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:45:15 AM)
Veronique leaned alittle closer to the towering man, standing on tip-toes despite being in heels. She smiled and nodded, thanking the henchmen briefly. "I think.. I think we'll be fine. You dont need to stay." Looking to Jack to make sure he was ok with it. "Is that ok with you, Jack?"
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:45:58 AM)
Of course. I'd prefer it actually. *Looks back at the big Russian a bit cooly*
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:47:11 AM)
*The russian only smiles, having seen many men try and act tough.* As you wish Miss Moreau. *he turns and walks back to his vehicle driving away.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:47:27 AM)
She chuckled, bidding the large russian good night before turning her attention back on Jack. "Well then, Mr. Jack, lead on." Casually placing her purse under and arm before she followed Jack inside.
Sergei Alenikov (May 31, 2011 8:47:34 AM)
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Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:47:54 AM)
[Now dont shoot me unless you mean it! =P]
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:48:52 AM)
*Nods and puts a hand against the small of her back as he heads towards the warehouse. He has his keys in hand and uses them to unlock the heavy wooden door that is reinforced with wrought iron workings.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:50:55 AM)
"So do you live here or is this your business?" Looking over the exterior of the warehouse as she waited patiently for him to unlock the door. "Its a pretty decent size if its your pad." Always liking the idea of open space.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:53:30 AM)
*He opens the door for her and lets her walk in first* Both. *He reaches over to a row of lights as he enters behind her and flips two of them above them bright lights flicker on and she can see that the warehouse is mostly one open room, work benches along the center of the room a large electric forge at one end with blacksmithing tools and an anvil infront of it. The other end of the room has a loft above it and she can see the bed, tv and dresser up there. There is a closed room under it with a closed door.*
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:53:52 AM)
*On the walls are several weapons, mostly legal, guns, melee etc.*
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:54:12 AM)
*They all look high quality and quite deadly.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 8:57:33 AM)
Tossing her purse carelessly onto whatever table, couch or chair she happened to pass first when entering the warehouse; Veronique was quiet a short while as she looked around at the decor, noting whatever things of interest there were to be had which were many considering the weapons and such. The blacksmithing tools seemed to catch the beauty off guard as she let out a quiet chuckle. "You actually use those? Like the old days?"
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 8:58:39 AM)
*Nods* You would be surprised at how relevent some of the old ways can still be.
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:00:54 AM)
Almost absently she commented. "So Im beginning to find out..." Walking around, her long, firm legs leading her around the room while eyeing the weapons on the walls. "And you made all these yourself or do you collect as well?" Finally the creole stopped, leaning against one of the wall to bend down and unfasten the little belts of her high heels, the womans breasts threatening to fall out of that little black dress though they never did.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:03:33 AM)
*Takes a deep breath, watching her* I... I get many from other places. Modify them and then sell them. The guns at least. Though I have made some myself. The melee and crossbows I have made myself.
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:06:01 AM)
Scooping up her heels from the floor, Roni carried them over to where she'd laid her purse, putting them in the same spot to save herself from searching later. She walked back toward Jack, smilig up at him as he was much taller then she now that those shoes were off. "So what did you wanna do?"
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:09:17 AM)
I could think of a few things. *Looking her over again* But I think it all depends on what you yourself want to do. *He smiled a bit, liking her in bare feet*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:11:00 AM)
"Well why dont you show me what you feel like doing?" Playing coy, she turned away from Jack, letting him have her back while she looked back around the room, waiting for his reaction or reply.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:14:51 AM)
*He moves up behind her, wrapping an arm around her to pull her back against him. His body is hard and muscular from working at the forge, but somewhat thin. His hand is against her stomach and he leans down to breath in her scent, his lips almost brushing her neck as he does.* You sure you want me to show you?
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:17:49 AM)
He heard the quiet hiss as he pulled her back against him, Veronique coiling her shoulders back against his hard torso as her head rolled back to lay against a shoulder. Jack could see her chest begin to rise and fall excitedly, the woman apparently liking the hint of danger and the bit of force he'd used. "I asked you didnt I?" Whispering in a breathy tone.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:20:08 AM)
*His teeth nip at her neck, pinching soft skin as the tip of his tongue brushes it, tasting her flesh. His fingers twitch on her stomach and slide down to the front of her hips, pushing back so her ass presses against the front of his hips more.* Alright... you got it.
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:23:16 AM)
Veronique chuckled contentedly. "I swear this is what you were thinking when you saw me.." Whispering to him as she reached behind her, grabbing hold of the mans thighs and holding on. "Now do I have to worry some bitch is gonna come through that door any minute and tell me to get away from her man 'cause Im gonna assume you got plenty of women around you considering the lifestyle you lead. It attracts."
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:25:13 AM)
You need not worry... *His hand slides even lower and pulls her dress up in the front so fingers and slide under it, rubbing between her legs with an exploritory caress. His teeth find her earlobe now, pinching it before he sucks on it, letting it slip from between his pressed lips.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:31:16 AM)
She let out a quiet moan, her body quivering excitedly from his touch before Veronique forced herself to grab hold of his hand and bring it back up over her clothes, laying it against her stomach. "As much as Im not against having alittle fun.. you being a business partner of Sergeis would lead me to believe I'll be seeing more of you... " Turning around, the creole stepped up onto her tip toes, her mouth finding his in a hungry, forceful kiss. "I dont know if it be such a good idea..." Breathing the words into Jacks mouth.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:32:26 AM)
*Kisses her back, a bit awkwardly at first, as if not used to it* I... think it would be.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:36:48 AM)
*His hand slides down her back and cups that perfect tush, squeezing the delightful warm handful*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:37:13 AM)
"You dont even know me.." Veroniques hands running the length of his chest, before they reached up under his shirt to feel his warm flesh beneath the fingernails that now teased him. "I could be a psycho you regret fucking later. Or a woman looking for something a bit more serious then a one night stand with a hot guy that made her take notice the moment he walked in.." Her mouth trailing along his jawline before she stopped, her mouth finding its way back to Jacks mouth where it lingered without actually kissing him. "Or maybe Im attracted to you enough that I dont want you thinking Im some fluzzy who will fuck just anyone.."
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:40:01 AM)
I don't understand. *She can feel his excitement, his pulse pounding, his arousal clearly outlined through his jeans, his touch eager and impatient. He can't understand her wanting to /talk/ so much though, when their actions are so much more pleasurable.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:43:37 AM)
"Whats my last name? How old am I? What do I do for a living?" Pushing Jack away from her suddenly, Veronique motioned for him to remain where he was. "Or do you even care hmm? Not that I blame you if you dont." Slowly, she unfastened the belt around her waist, letting it drop to the floor. If Jack made any move to join her, Veronique would shake her head in disapproval and motion him to remain where he was, keeping herself out of reach.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:44:56 AM)
*Takes a deep breath, watching her, breathing heavily* Those are not things that matter at the moment. *Eyes watch her eagerly and she can tell it is with quite a bit of effort that he is holding himself back from her.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:46:35 AM)
"Put some music on, dim the lights and sit down..." She whispered to him, waiting now until Jack did those things. Veronique watched his actions, chuckling at the mans frustration, clearly enjoying watching him squirm a bit.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:49:35 AM)
*He would watch her a moment, then walks over to turn off the lights, turning on others so that they are bathed in a dim glow. He then moves to a stereo system, turning it on, a heavy beat starts up, sort of a heavy metal techno type song.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:54:54 AM)
[*pokes you to PM*]
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:54:59 AM)
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Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:55:11 AM)
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Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 9:55:13 AM)
Veronique waited until he was sitting before she came alittle closer, remaining -just- out of reach. "So what did you plan on doing to me?" Slowly, her body began to sway to the musics alternate beat, one hand sliding up along her inner thigh until she reached the tiny little black panties she'd worn, hooking a finger and pulling them down just enough that he could see she'd done so. Jack still couldnt see what was beneath that dress however, Veronique being quite subtle about it all.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:57:09 AM)
*His eyes are intent as they watch her, a spark there that wasn't there earlier.* I was going to explore the pleasures of the flesh with you.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 9:58:06 AM)
*His hands rest on his legs as he watches her, gaze steady and unwavering, not wanting to miss a thing.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:01:50 AM)
She chuckled at how he phrased the words. "Havent you ever done that with a woman before?" Veronique slid her hands up along her body, slowly cupping her breasts through the material of her strapless dress, rising the plump mounds upward until they were free of the outfit. Her palms remained against their surface, covering them from view as she continued to move her hips in soft, fluid motions that would make any mans mind wander and fantasize of Veronique moving that way on top of him.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 10:04:01 AM)
/I/ have not. *His breath a bit faster now, fingers twitch on his legs. He was finding this experience very interesting. Even his hosts memories did not contain anything this... appealing.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:10:43 AM)
She turned, facing away from him, releasing her breast from beneath her hands though he could not see them since Veroniques back was to him. She slowly slipped off her panties, bending over to pick them up off the floor, the material of the dress moving upward to show the beautiful curve of Veroniques ass, the dim light shadowing anything else that might of otherwise been revealed. "So you didnt care who you fucked, so long as you got fucked? Is that it? Just to experience it?"
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 10:12:58 AM)
I wanted someone... exceptional. I think I found that in you. *His eyes roam over her, not missing a detail* I... know I did.
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:17:23 AM)
Veronique gradually turned around, her breasts now in full view. They were perfect in every way, the curves of the flesh, the hardness of the nipples, the little rivets of skin that went in a circular pattern around the areola. The caramel skintone seemed to add to the sensuousness of her moves as parted her legs slightly and took hold of the hem of her dress, pulling it down enough so that it simply fell around her ankles on its own.
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:20:45 AM)
"Well then you'll understand when I say Im not a girl you just fuck for a night and then forget hmm?" One hand slide down her taut stomach as she casually pointed two fingers and slipped them between her legs, toying with the lovely smooth bare flesh of her labia, parting the lips just enough to press a finger deep between them. "Dont you agree?"
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 10:25:19 AM)
*Takes a deep breath* I would think once one was with you once... they would want to be again. *He hasn't blinked for a while now, his gaze intense. His fingers are gripping his legs to keep from grabbing at her.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:30:21 AM)
Veroniques fingers, now moist from her sex, were raised to her lips, the creole licking one of them off, sucking it into her mouth a couple times. She smiled with an almost sinister expression, taking a few steps toward Jack, close enough to brush her other finger gently across his lips so that he could taste her upon them. Once done, Veronique stepped back and away. "No Jack, I think you wont get what you want. Not tonight. I think I would like to see you work for it.. if its worth your time and effort. I think, I would like to see you again." Thinking aloud as the song changed and she picked up her dress, stepping back into it to cover up.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 10:32:12 AM)
*He doesn't move. His face hardens a bit. Was she teasing him. He felt a stirring of rage deep within him, but forced it back.*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:35:17 AM)
The panties were tossed into his lap before she moved to fetch her shoes, dropping them onto the floor to slide her feet into. "You can keep those to remember me by if I dont see you again though, I hope that wont be the case." Fastening the buckles of her high heels. Veronique approached Jack, leaning down to kiss him upon the cheek. "You know how to find me." Smiling down at the man before she headed to the door.
Jack Schmidt (May 31, 2011 10:36:45 AM)
*He stands slowly, her panties snagged loosely in his fingers as he does*
Veronique Moreau (May 31, 2011 10:38:19 AM)
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