Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:04:55 AM)
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Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:06:28 AM)
[You set the scene!]
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:09:04 AM)
*Jack pulls up to the old abandoned clearing where he taught Veronique to shoot, having brought her back out here for some practice. He's wearing his camo outfit and some sunglasses. It's late afternoon and the sun is no longer beating down on them, soon it will be evening.*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:12:44 AM)
He'd pick her up from the club, Veronique spending a lot of time there now that she was part owner. She was still learning the ropes in that new position, preferring the symplicity of dancing, which she continued to do, most of the girls who worked there not even aware she was the signature on their paychecks at the end of the week if they happened to be on shift. She held his free hand while he drove to their destination, yapping about nothing important. Once they arrived, she stepped out casually, her boots crunching the rocks beneath them. "Feel like shooting something do you?" Laughing a moment. http://www.envychic.com/images/thumbnails/0//1000/7199top7192legging.jpg <-- what shes wearing.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:17:51 AM)
Usually. *Gets out with he and goes around to the back, opening it up and taking out a large cloth that he drapes over the hood, then goes back and opens a secret compartment, taking out several guns and laying them out in a row on the hood.* Have you been practicing at all since the last time?
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:20:48 AM)
Roni snorted discontentedly. "I wish. I wish I had the time. These days Im lucky if I can get myself out the door with a shower and a coffee. Half the time I end up washing once I get to work simply so Im not late." Her gaze perused the weapons, noting if any were new or if they were the same as before. "I wonder..." She turned, looking to her man with a playful expression. "..when Im going to get the guns you promised me. Those gold ones you showed me." Biting that plump lower lip at the excitement it brought her merely thinking of them.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:24:38 AM)
[brb post though so I can read it when I get back.]
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:26:10 AM)
[Back!]
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:26:55 AM)
*Smiles* Soon... *Moves around behind her as she looks at the guns, looking her over and sliding his hands onto her hips. There were a few new guns, including a double barrelled shotgun and a cammo painted sniper rifle as well as an automatic pistol.*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:30:28 AM)
"Oh look, you match." The creole picked up the cammo painted sniper rifle and turning, pressed its side against his chest. "Can I watch you?" Smiling proudly at Jack, for he was a natural born killer and for whatever reason, that fact appealed to Ronis senses. "It looks like quite the serious gun." Calling it something it wasnt but to her, guns were guns, there was no real difference, not yet anyway, not until her education of them was much more clear.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:33:05 AM)
It is serious... this is a good distance weapon... the sound suppressor makes it so that far enough away no one will hear a thing but the whistle of the bullet after the target is already down. It's the perfect weapon for firing from cover... a nice hidden spot somewhere... where no one can see you to shoot back. Close your eyes and count to ten slowly. *He grins a bit*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:35:34 AM)
She squinted distrustfully, not liking the idea one bit. "Why?" Questioning him before taking in a deep breath and exhaling loudly. "Fine..." Roni closed those dark eyes of hers and slowly began to count aloud. " 1... 2....3..." And so on as she folded her arms across her chest in defiance.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:37:10 AM)
*Pats her ass before taking off and hiding. He doesn't have much time and the area is pretty clear of hiding places, but manages to find a decent spot, pulling the hood of his cammo jacket up over his head as he lays down in some brush.* ((3 sux on stealth... roll Per+Alert to try to see him, diff:8))
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:39:47 AM)
"Wait... where are you going?" She heard him move away ever so briefly but didnt know where, almost tempted to open her eyes as she shifted. When she was done, Roni looked around quickly once her eyes popped open. "Oh come on... this isnt funny, Jack.." Searching for him amongst the rubble of the area with her gaze as it moved swiftly over every inch of area it could see clearly. "Jaaack.." Whining like a little girl.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:42:41 AM)
*A can a foot or so in front of her flies up into the air, a big hole through it with a whistle and plink!*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:44:53 AM)
"Jack!" She'd jumped a mere second before she screamed his name, pressing herself against his vehicle now. "OK this isnt funny. For real." Scowling at no one and nothing since she had no idea where he actually was hiding. Roni looked at the can briefly, recalling from which direction it flew to attempt to gauge at least a direction in which the shot came from. "Jack come on.. I dont wanna do this."
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:47:53 AM)
*Stands and pulls his hood back* I just wanted to show you how effective it could be. *He walks toward her, barrel of his gun down.* You did good, looking for me in the right direction at least... if you didn't know it was me though you shoulda gone for cover first thing.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:49:29 AM)
Roni gave him a hefty swat on the arm. "Dont do that ever again." Unhappy with being target practice or pretty close to it. "What if you'd missed that can and hit me instead!?" Huffing, she stomped away from him a few feet, turning her back on Jack.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:52:18 AM)
I don't miss.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:52:35 AM)
[*waits for you to post* =P ]
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 7:53:22 AM)
*Sets the gun on the hood and walks over to wrap his arms around her from behind, pulling her back against him.* Besides, I wasn't even shooting that close to ya.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 7:55:17 AM)
"Even the best at what they do miss eventually." Feigning a struggle against him briefly before she finally gave in and leaned against him. "What would you do then? Go find another girl to replace me I suppose..." Muttering unhappily as she leaned her head back on his shoulder, one of her favorite pillows. "A blonde maybe.. or some other white girl.."
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:00:21 AM)
I wasn' gonna shoot ya... side's I think it'd be pretty hard to replace ya. *His hands run up and down her stomach as he holds her against him. Turning his head to smell her hair.* Yer still the sexiest chick I've ever seen. The way you look... feel... *Slides his hands up over her breasts* Smell... everything about you is sexy.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:03:13 AM)
Roni rocked herself back and forth a moment before she turned to face him, her hands up against his chest as she leaned in. "Do you age, Jack? Will this body you possess age still because it was once mortal or is it forever frozen in some magical stasis because of the angel it now harbors?" One hand reached up and stroked his stubbly cheek a moment as she waited for his reply.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:05:58 AM)
It'll age... *Turns his head to kiss her hand. He keeps holding her close and seems quite happy to have her in his arms. Having forgotten for now all the guns awaiting their attention.*
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:06:10 AM)
(I think demons age. *Shrugs*)
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:06:19 AM)
[I have no idea.]
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:09:46 AM)
"Normally? Slower? Faster?" Her gaze flickered upward to look into his. "Will we age together? Will we still be together?" So full of questions suddenly, as if the playful shot he took had made her suddenly come to question many things including mortality. "Will you grow bored of me?" Roni waited impatiently for the answer to all her questions, the creoles fingers drumming absently against his shoulder where the hand now rested.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:11:57 AM)
I don't know.... I just know I am with you now. I don't even want to think about not being with you and the biggest danger to our being together is the one you have a contract with.... Sergei. *His eyes darken and fingers twitch against her back and he pulls her closer, protectively wrapping his arms around her and just holding her.*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:14:15 AM)
She chuckled. "I wont for long if you get your way." Leaning up to kiss Jack gently before slowly pulling away from his mouth. "Or, if you like, I will go and speak with him. I will ask him to release me. Whats the worst he can do? Say no? Then you'll simply kill him and it will be done." Pausing as her smile grew. "I havent spoken to him since that night but its not like he'll refuse seeing me."
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:17:07 AM)
*Frowns, not liking the idea.* I don't think that would be a good idea... too easy for him to kill you or hurt you again. If you do go, we should go together, that way I can protect ya. *He kisses her gently* I... I don't want to loose you. *Kisses her again*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:20:38 AM)
"Then what should we do? Something has to be done so Im released. We can't simply continue to pretend otherwise. Least I dont want to." She gave his cheek another gentle stroke with the palm of her hand. "What do angels do under these circumstances? I mean, fuck.. I dunno what I mean but it cant stay this way.."
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:22:52 AM)
Angels don't get in situations like this... *Sighs some.* We can either go about it more... peacefully... or try to destroy him. Either way is dangerous. It would be harder to get rid of him permanently through violent means. I could kill him and he'd just come back like he's done already. If he agreed to release you to me... I suppose... I could let him live if he stayed away from us from that point on.
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:24:54 AM)
"Then lets go see him. Lets make him release me." She spoke bluntly, already walking away from Jack and around the vehicle to the passengers side. "We can go right now. He's probably home. He barely ever leaves that fucking house and if hes not there, I'll direct you to his safe-house. Only his blonde cheerleader and I know about it other then his men."
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:25:31 AM)
Now? Really? *Frowns a bit but moves to the car with her*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:30:23 AM)
"Why not? Wouldnt it be better to get it over with if we're going to handle it this way?" Roni looked at Jack once she'd opened the door, standing outside the vehicle still as she watched him collect his weapons and return them to wherever he kept them. "I just want it fucking over. I just.... want to belong to the person Im supposed to belong to." Giving Jack a loving smile, the first he'd ever truly witnessed Roni ever doing.
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:31:08 AM)
*He begins packing away the guns. Pausing when putting away the sniper rifle away, having meant to use it on Sergei.*
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:31:11 AM)
(brb)
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:31:23 AM)
[Ok.]
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:33:54 AM)
Roni slipped into the passengers side and adjusted herself until she was comfortable, squirming around briefly. "You dont agree?" She looked to Jack once he sat down behind the wheel, trying to gauge his thoughts on the matter. "Why not?"
Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:35:55 AM)
Just don't want anything to happen to ya is all... but this isn't any more dangerous than other ways we could handle it. *Takes a deep breath and sighs, not liking the idea of not having control over the situation. Very much on edge right now.*
Veronique Moreau (Aug 6, 2011 8:42:55 AM)
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Jack Schmidt (Aug 6, 2011 8:43:16 AM)
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