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Post by Arual on Feb 8, 2009 12:51:07 GMT -5
She didn't slap him, or anything else. And when he bowed, Aubrey rolled her eyes and sighed. "You are one sneaky bastard, Von." Then she laughed. Girls were better, but for all the men she'd had to do in her lifetime....lets just say that he was best at this.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 8, 2009 22:13:17 GMT -5
"You taste better than you look, Aubrey," he told her with a wide grin. "Any time you want a little more, be sure to let me know. And cheat-whore, don't be afraid to collect yours too. It's one of the few free things in this world."
Leaning over to Efram, he nodded confidentially. "That's another lesson for you. All women want you desperately, but they're too stubborn to ask politely. Instead, they try to make you beg to give them what they want in the first place. Disgusting, isn't it?"
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Post by Arual on Feb 8, 2009 22:19:23 GMT -5
Aubrey flinched. "Von.....take it from a girl here, that's not always true." she said with her arms folded across her chest. Her sharp blue eyes looked at him with a mysterious but steaming gaze.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 8, 2009 22:34:44 GMT -5
"Nothing's always true. Especially not people," he said pedantically, eyebrows lowering slightly. He inched over to her coyly, but there was something dangerous about his movements, a slight marring of his expression. "Do you know anything about the man that just stole a kiss from you, Aubrey? Do you know whether he sees you as an object or a soul? Maybe my name isn't Von, or Octavius, but something you'd recognize if you heard. Maybe you know of a man who killed his two younger brothers and blamed it on the police, or fought for anarchy while others died for it? Did you ever wonder how much blood was on these lips, when a person has to drink something or die, because the rain is poison? Or wonder if you and your friend are just a sick game to me?" The whole time as he talked his voice became less jovial, less playful, harder and softer until it was barely coming out from between his teeth. "How true am I, Aubrey? How true are you, and Efram, and Harriet over there? Or are we just..." Suddenly the scary, dark demeanor he had adopted dropped away like a bad nightmare, and his smile was as catching, his eyes as roguish and confident, his stance as lazy, everything as before. "Just who we'd like to be?" Von Neros asked, laughing breezily.
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Post by Arual on Feb 9, 2009 17:56:50 GMT -5
"I don't know about you, sure." the girl said back to him, "But youre a little touchy on this," Aubrey put a fingertip to his forehead and pressed forward. "Aren't you?" She was a spy, and his little speech, and the change in tone, all those factors make her see things that people never say- but scream through their eyes.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 9, 2009 19:49:24 GMT -5
Though he appeared outwardly calm, it took a few seconds for his mind to catch up. He had said too much, but thankfully she didn't seem to take it seriously. Or, even worse, she did but she kept the reaction away from him, which made her very controlled. He had little trust for controlled people. With an inward curse, Von Neros wished he still had his capsules.
"Only if you want me to be," he said, bouncing his eyebrows in an outrageously suggestive manner and wiggling his fingers in a way that would be very 'touchy' if they were on her body. "But in all seriousness, I guess I'm sorry for that. I get mood swings. This baby right here is not a sign of premature baldness," Von apologized, placing a finger on the scar that seared through his scalp. "Thankfully, I guess. I knew a friend who started to lose his at twenty. But I'm touchy on everything at the right time, you'll have to excuse me."
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Post by Arual on Feb 9, 2009 20:26:59 GMT -5
"Of course." Her tone was light, tossing the subject out like trash on the outside with a flawless act, and stored the information on the inside like clockwork. Her fiery red hair blew in the wind, and at his little teasing, she just stepped back and she let her finger run down along his jaw until it went off his chin. After that she took a step away and lounged on the metal bars behind her. He was pretty hot.......maybe because he was actually handsome- and not sixty years older than she was.....
Aubrey was small, but she was a kickass spy- did it great with old men (though she'd shower ten times afterward- it was groooooossss! ><), but she knew how to keep her emotions set on a certain expression, emotion, or personality style at will. It was a perfect feat when it came to digging up dirt.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 9, 2009 21:05:49 GMT -5
"You know we're not going to have hot love until you bake me some cookies and tell me the truth. I wish I could fit lying-whore into two syllables. Lie-whore? Just doesn't have the ring. L'whore. There we go, and it even sounds French. But... not quite. Oh, Lying-ho. That does have a ring. Pseudo Native American. So we have, Efram," Von Neros said suddenly, eyes boring into his student, "two matching nicknames. Cheat-whore and Lying-ho. If they're going to fight with fire, you need to fight back with it. I know you can't talk, but mouthing it or simply thinking it will do. The cookies, on the other hand, were a dramatic touch. With women and everyone, you will also get more out of barter if you ask for the outrageous first."
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Post by Arual on Feb 9, 2009 21:10:06 GMT -5
"Do NOT nickname me a Lying Hoe!" Aubrey said, her eyebrows now slightly furrowed. "What truth do you want? Because I havent lied to you yet." She relaxed again, and looked to Harriet, then to Von.
"MR. Pre-ejaculate." she mumbled under her breath.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 9, 2009 21:29:25 GMT -5
Von fell out of his seat laughing. "Are you seriously going to say that every other sentence, Lying-ho? I think I'll wet myself laughing, every pun intended." He made a face to mimic something 'girly', and said in a very good feminine voice imitation, though with exaggerated shrillness: "Mr. Pre-ejaculate." Then he continued to die of humor on the floor.
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Post by Arual on Feb 9, 2009 21:34:00 GMT -5
"I'm glad you find me funny, but I haven't said it every other sentence. And if you want the impossible desire of cookies, go to a bakery." Aubrey answered flatly.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 11, 2009 19:14:33 GMT -5
"I think there's a city called Lahore..." Harriet said thoughtfully, diffusing any hostility in the air with the five minutes too late comment and an unfazed smile as if she hadn't noticed the conversation had moved on. She simply smiled happily with satisfaction for adding something to the conversation, "Don't know where it is though."
Efram handed a note to Harriet with a frown on his face, looking at her with a serious expression, he obviously did not enjoy this situation and he was reguarding everything Von Neros was saying as unimportant, if you ignore it, maybe it might go away.
"Shnoodlebunkums! You're such a kidder!" She said with a laugh, looking at the note, "Of course you want to do this! Just think of how this might help you, I mean... with that one young lady you have now- and what a sweet thing she is!- maybe you can actually get somewhere with this one, maybe you'll get over your fear of the stuff happening again, because quite frankly, Berdoodler, it was too much trouble cleaning up all that blood... and she was heavy... and I don't think anyone would take fondly to someone else getting killed." She explained, "But if you're more comfortable then maybe it won't happen again." She gave Efram a thumbs up.
Efram wondered if she was daft and stared at her accordingly, pondering the thought with a priceless expression of disbelief with Harriet plastered over his facial features. He looked towards Aubrey, hoping she would understand, he didn't even bother looking towards Von Neros, because as it was stated- if you ignore it, it might go away.
"Oh! They don't know, do they?" Harriet said, utterly excited, "Efram has a disposition where spikes can form on him if he doesn't pay attention to it... and well... he had a fiance and Efram lost track of things. I had to pick out the new bedsheets, lots of blood and the woman's family was really pissed to get a corpse." She looked from Von Neros to Aubrey to soak in thier expressions in full- obviously one was never to tell thier secrets to Harriet, and it would be best to hide embarassments from her as well, "It's really cool to watch Efram get spiky though! Watch!" She help up the pistol, still looking towards Aubrey and Von Neros, which meant of course she wasn't looking at where the pistol was pointed as she was about to fire towards Efram. What was that about friends not shooting friends?
Efram's eyes were wide as grapefruits and he ducked, covering his hands over his head and got as close to the ground as possible, the gun fired and Efram had plenty of time to get out of the way but nonetheless there were large spikes that had formed on his body, along his arms and over his back, even on his face, he was honestly frightened out of his mind.
Harriet had effectively made her point and she was satisfied. Yay.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 12, 2009 16:53:58 GMT -5
"Wow, sucks to be him," Neros said with manly sympathy. Which is to say 'I won't show that I give a damn but I'll grimace as a way to say that I do and I'm sorry for not appearing to give more damn about it'. And then there was Harriet. Von Neros started at the sound of the gunshot. "Hey! Hey! Give that to me, cheat-whore, you're going to kill someone! Sure he may have speared his girlfriend, but I'm surprised he didn't go after you next!" he said animatedly, trying to wrest the pistol from her. Some people were not meant for pressurized long distance weapons.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 12, 2009 18:42:38 GMT -5
"I'm not going to kill anyone, I practically shot the sky and Efram's not that tall, and I paid good money for this." she nodded, and if you looked at the angle, it was in fact pretty much impossible for her to have shot Efram and Harriet seemed to know that rather well. "Besides, Efram wouldn't kill anyone, unless it was an accident." She nodded, "And Efram seems to have a lot of accidents... but he'd never hit a lady and I am a lady, in case you haven't noticed." she said, refusing to hand over the weapon as she pressed on the safety and slipped it back into it's concealed holster in her bloomers. She was a strange woman.
Efram looked more or less startled, which was calm in comparison to the terror he was experiencing before, he then went to the work of making sure that his clothes weren't completely in tatters. There were obvious disadvantages to becoming a human porcupine at times and the disadvantages never seemed to be outweighed by the advantages, in fact- Efram was still looking for advantages for it.
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Post by Arual on Feb 24, 2009 16:32:34 GMT -5
What could she say but: 'Wow'. Aubrey kept silent, listening to all this unfold. This Von guy was more then what he claimed, and perhaps with a little more opening up, she'd crack this guy open with little effort.
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