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Post by jay on Jan 21, 2009 18:08:13 GMT -6
Jay turned and smiled as she mentioned a bet. Oh, why did she have to say that?! Of course now Jay was imagining a series of naughty little fantasies including nudity and whipped cream. He laughed to himself, and then moved his eyes back to focus on her, seemingly un phased by her moving close to him. He looked down to her, he was a few inches taller, and cocked his head to one side as he poised his lips together and clenched his jaw to think.
“If I outlast you...” He arched his brow and that boyish grin spread across his face, several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was at a bind as to which to choose. He moved a little closer to her, bridging the gap further, his broad chest pushing against her body as his bright orbs flashed to match his grin, “You have to clean my house, for a week....In an outfit of my choice.”
Well he had said it, possibly not the most sensible thing to say to a woman he had just met, but he was after all experienced in human behaviour, he had extensive training in profiling and something said she would retort equally in response to his comment.
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Post by galina on Jan 21, 2009 18:18:57 GMT -6
She could see the wheels turning in his head, and she laughed to herself this was going to be great fun. She could already imagine the things he was plotting and planning behind those lovely blue eyes, but then she had a few plane of her own, since she had absolutely no intention of losing.
She stood her ground when he moved and had to concentrate not to wiggle against him when their bodies touched. The look in his eyes and that smile almost begged for her to kiss him, but that would end the game they were having so much fun with. When he told her of what he wanted if he won, her grin grew to match his own, she would have to come up with something equally naughty and fun at the same time.
"Well then , If I can out last you.....," She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she wondered if she dared to push it to that mark. Oh yes she dared, and she would enjoy winning this bet all too much. "You will cook me dinner for a week,,,,in an outfit of -my- choice."
She was glad he was a man not afraid to say what he wanted, it made things on her end so much easier. She didn't have to lead him by the nose to get him where she wanted him, but really with this bet there was no way she could lose, she would still get what she wanted.
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Post by jay on Jan 21, 2009 18:48:08 GMT -6
Jay leaned forward so their noses were almost touching and grinned, “Deal.” He smiled and then, pulled back and began to jog away. His pace was steady, his body relaxed. He would allow her to set the pace; after all, this was about stamina, not speed. And by god, his competitive streak wouldn’t allow him to lose. He wouldn’t live it down.
“Just say when you want to stop Fire-cracker.” He grinned as he ran on; looking briefly back to make sure she was following. The ground was thawing beneath his feet as his trainers pushed into the soft ground as he ran forward, following the track, of which he had no idea how far it went on for. He had a pretty good sense of his bearings and surroundings though. One of the first things you’re taught at police academy. Always know where you are.
“So what do you do for a living?” he asked he with a smile.
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Post by galina on Jan 21, 2009 19:07:04 GMT -6
For an instant she thought he might kiss her, but that hope was shoved down into the pit with all the other things she didn't want to think about. She wouldn't have argued if he had tried to kiss her but it was the anticipation that was so much fun at this point. "Deal," She breathed the word as he was pulling away from her.
As he took off so did she at a ground eating trot, she wasn't worried she knew she could run for a very long time as long as she didn't run full out. It was all a matter of holding something in reserve. "You'll be the first to stop baby blue eyes. And beg for a reprieve," She wasn't about to let a human show her up it would ruin her reputation.
"I'm work in a clinic, medical assistant, "She wouldn't tell him that she was much more than that, she had more training under her belt than any normal medical assistant, she was a close to a doctor as she could be without actually being one. "You, since I take it the underwear model was not correct?"
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Post by jay on Jan 21, 2009 19:18:15 GMT -6
Jay grinned as they continued to run, “I’m a detective lieutenant in the police force...” he threw her a wink and picked up pace a little as he found his stride, a steady, comfortable run, not too fast, not too slow. He allowed some time to pass before he spoke again, turning his head to look at the fire-red haired beauty.
“In RPIT to be precise.” He grinned once more, knowing the reputation would precede him. RPIT was underpaid, hard, work. The most dangerous in the police force and anyone would know, regardless of how someone ended up on RPIT they also ended up being the best of the best or just plain crazy.
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Post by galina on Jan 21, 2009 19:32:08 GMT -6
She kept up with him easily enough, matching him fairly closely in stride, and returned his grin, "Oh a cop huh?" That wink was enough to spur her on and pick up her own pace. Her ponytail bounced as her feet hit the ground, though she didn't make nearly as much noise as her new running partner.
As soon as he said RPIT Phoenix's heart stopped, or it felt like it did, he was part of the spook squad, so she naturally wondered what he thought of the spooks and the monsters, like her. She managed to keep her smile on her face barely, as her mind raced. What had she gotten herself into now? Why couldn't anything be simple anymore. "So you're on the spook quad ...interersting."
Okay so now how to keep him form finding out she was a monster, "So how do you fell about the things that go bump in the night? And get all furry once a month?" She had to find out what he thought about them before he found out she was one.
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Post by jay on Jan 21, 2009 19:47:13 GMT -6
He noted a friction, a slight change in her breathing at his mention of him being in RPIT. He kept his eyes straight ahead and her next question only solidified the thoughts he had over her reaction to him being in the Spook Squad. He glanced at her and smiled,
“My best friend is a Were-rat, don’t get to see her much, she’s out in the UK." He turned to look at her as they ran and grinned, “So then, what Flavour are you then?” It wasn’t a stab in the dark; her reactions had lead him to at least in theory, believe she was a lycanthrope.
“As far as i am concerned as long as some one doesn’t shoot me, try to blow me up or rip my head of, I don’t care what they do once a month....furry or not furry.”
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Post by galina on Jan 21, 2009 20:04:32 GMT -6
There was something in his smile that gave her a clue to what he was thinking, he knew, Damn it! She didn't like that he knew, or even suspected at what she was. his next words told her in fact just how much he did suspect.
"A were-rat huh? She must be a hell of a lady for you to call her your best friend, I don't think anyone would call me that, except maybe my sisters." They weren't really sisters, not in the true sense of the word, but they had all been together a very long time and were sisters in every way that mattered. "What makes you think I'm a flavor of anything?"
Okay so she was stalling, but could anyone blame her really? It's not like people outted themselves as Lycans every time they were asked, more often than not they would try to steer the conversation elsewhere.
she chuckled at his last statement, "Well no worries there friend, I don't do any of those things," But in her mind she remembered Thorn again, and the fact that she had shot him. Even if he did deserve it, it still hadn't necessarily been right. Why couldn't she stop thinking of him, and in a certain sense ever since she saw Jay she had been comparing the two, they were of course like night and day.
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Post by jay on Jan 21, 2009 20:09:01 GMT -6
Jay grinned at her stalling and picked up pace once more, “You do know, it’s impossible to stall to a cop...We always get the info....well I do. I am stubborn, I always get what I want.” He moved forward, his speed quickening, a soft drizzle broke through the tree canopy as he ran, looking over his shoulder to check Phoenix was still there. Who was he kidding, he could not out run a Lycanthrope, but so far, he just had it gut instinct on that one, she had yet to admit anything.
“You wont be able to lie to me Fire-cracker, can tell you now. People tend to trust me, regardless of my gender I am actually a decent person.” He laughed lightly.
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Post by galina on Jan 21, 2009 20:29:44 GMT -6
She was about to tell him what she was, and come clean then he said those words. I always get what I want. Dammit! Why did men all have to be so hard headed? First Thorn had thrown those words in her face and now Jay. Too bad, she had just started to like him too.
She sped up, anger now coursing through her causing her to pump her legs faster, she passed Jay and kept on going not wanting to talk anymore, not until she got her temper back under control. It didn't take her but a few breaths after that, she slowed down once more to let him catch up again. She had probably just blown any chance to hide what she was now anyway.
When he caught up, she threw a grin over her shoulder, even if it was only a partial grin she had managed to gain some semblance of composure, "You're right I am a 'flavor', " She didn't know why she was telling him, "I'm a hyena." Maybe he would just think her running away from him had been because she was afraid of revealing what she was and not because of the words he had said.
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