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Post by Elisabeta Sovu on Dec 28, 2009 19:43:45 GMT -8
She allowed him to pull her along, knowing now that he was an Os agent. This was all so...surreal. She understood now where she'd recognized his face from, though she still couldn't recall his name. Of course she'd probably just seen him in passing or something while they were both at the Agency, but is was still very hard for her to comprehend how she had sitting next to a person that worked with her and not even known it until he'd given her hints.
The secrecy of the Agency had its perks, but it was now that she seemed to see the downside of all of it. If Os agents weren't able to identify each other on the field they could very well end up killing each other without ever knowing what they'd done.
The fact that he was Special Ops-she'd caught he other hint-just made the situation even more unnerving. He could have never even hinted who he was and by the time their conversation had grown awkward or it was time for one of them to go they'd have both parted and continued never seeing each other never knowing until one day they happened to bump shoulders in the hallway. Speaking of shoulders, there's were not touching.
Elisabeta blinked but allowed the contact to continue. After all, it wasn't like he was a Telum or some bad guy. So she smiled and slid her fingers until they were interlocked with his allowing her body to naturally lean into his. Time to do what she did best. Her shock and curiosity would have to wait until the two of them had reached either the penitentiary or some other secluded area. She laughed easily at his comment and placed her free hand over her mouth as if to ward him off. Really she didn't think it was such a bad idea though.
"Well Mr. Bond, if that is indeed your name, taking me to your home might just loosen my resolve a bit."
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Quill
SPECIAL OPERATIONS
the cold sniper
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Post by Quill on Dec 28, 2009 20:11:59 GMT -8
Quill watched as thoughts flickered through her mind as she considered the events that had just transpired. He didn't glance about but he was keeping his peripherals aware for any sign of suspicious movement. Two Os Operatives in the open, particularly, without sounding egotistic, one as high priority as he was, would make a prime target for any Telum member able to identify them.
Then she relaxed. The way her body moved, the natural female fluidity and grace that seemed to be emphasized by training allowed him to identify her as a Valentine agent. He debated the pros and cons of walking off with a Valentine agent. The pros were an easy one, but there were cons, too. Quill wasn't one who required physical contact or anything like that, he was a Special Op, he was opt to be alone as much as he was to be with someone.
But then again he couldn't argue against her company. She was fun to talk about, and had some mysterious effect over him to make him feel more human than he'd ever felt before. Perhaps getting to know her more might help him understand this effect. Sometimes he missed feeling human, so her presence, her company gave him a blast of reality as he got in touch with that humanity. So he shrugged and decided he'd spend some more time with her.
"I think my car might be rigged to explode, so would you be up for a walk?" he said with one of his signature friendly smiles. Then he started to head off toward the penitentiary, his hand clasping hers gently yet firmly enough to be almost possessive, romantic, over just leading her away. Just firm enough to count.
EXUENT [/blockquote]
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