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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-16 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not meant to be an insult when Angela ends up admitting that she's knocking on Derek's door because she has no one else to bother. It's just that he's the only person she's managed to have a more than decent connection with so far, even if that connection meant rolling around in her bed for a few times. There isn't anybody else she knows well enough in this town just yet and even fewer people whose addresses she knows.

Besides, there's no way she can finish this entire gallon chocolate peanut butter pretzel ice cream before it melts due to the blackout. She needs help with this and who better than a man with a six pack that can hold up better to it than her hips? No one, that's who, so she hopes Derek is at home or her jeans are screwed.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ do i look like bobo the clown to you?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[The barking throws her off guard, certainly not expecting to hear that sound coming from the other side of the door. Her furrowed brows are what greet Derek when he pulls open the door along with the side lean of her body as she completely ignores another one of his pet names for his actual pet that can barely be made out in the darkness.]

You didn't tell me you had a dog!

[She sounds wholly offended at these turn of events. If she knew, she would have brought him treats! Some squeaky toys! Prepared her hands for an extended belly rub! What kind of owner is Derek to deny his dog some loving from a stranger?]
thenormalsquint: (❥ he answers to bacon)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-17 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
I would too if you just referred to me by name to them and didn't want them to meet me at all.

[Once her hands are free, she punches him playfully in the arm, almost hurting herself more on the solid mass of muscle that she does him. That's as much touching as Derek gets before Angela turns her full attention on Clooney by kneeling down to his height so she can cup his head and give him a lively scratch behind both ears. Commence baby talking and with no shame too.]

Hey there, cutie. Yes, I know. Derek is very mean and no one would blame you if you peed in his shoes. I didn't know you were here so I didn't get to bring you anything. Next time, okay?

[Because there will be a next time, one way or another considering how these two have trouble keeping their clothes on.]
thenormalsquint: (❥  you wanna test me?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-18 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Angela continues babytalking the dog, going as far as to sit on the ground so they can be closer together, taking his giant paw in hers. Here is her one true weakness besides chocolate and sex: dogs. She's more than happy to forget about the ice cream and roll around on the floor with the pup, but Derek speaking up brings her back to the present.]

Huh? Oh, right.

[With a glint of mischief in her eyes, she makes sure to look up directly at Derek before laying a big ol' smacker right on Clooney's wet nose. He never did say who was getting the kiss, now did he?]
thenormalsquint: (❥ i got into art school with this)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-18 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, who could help it with a big baby like this? Even when he's so well behaved Angela can tell he just wants to be held and petted and loved on like any other dog and who is she to deny him that pleasure? But alas, all good things must come to an end, especially since Derek is escaping with her ice cream.]

It looks like he's jealous, Clooney. Should I go give him a hug at least? He might cry if I don't.

[Of course the dog doesn't give her a proper answer aside from just draping himself all over her lap as she rubs vigorous circles across his belly. With a final pat, she gently shoves him off of her, wiping her face with her sleeve as she stands and follows Derek into the rest of the apartment.]

I never said I brought that for you.
thenormalsquint: (❥ oh so charming)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-24 09:53 am (UTC)(link)
[She knows exactly what he wants from her, but where's the fun in just giving it to him? He can hold that ice cream as high as the sky, but Angela still going to give him a bit of a fight. Standing toe to toe with him now, she smirks up at his dumb yet attractive and possibly lovable face, rolling her eyes at his words.]

I could have, but I came over to see if you had any candles I could steal. And to eat it in your face without giving you any.

[Now there's a curious sort of emphasis on that last word of her statement, the possibility of something hidden deep within it. It's not too obvious and it's so easily missable, but Angela is curious to see if Derek is smart enough to pick up on it.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ i can't even)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-25 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not stealing if I let you have it.

[Good thing he braced for it because there go all five of her fingers on her right hand digging between his ribs. It's not so much a move that would take a man of his and strength down, but it's enough to let him know she's never going to be a pushover for him.

Clooney is not about not having any part of this so in his cold nose goes between their legs, trying to shove himself between them. Hey Derek, let go of his new found friend. She has food.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ because i love it)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-08-27 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, would you look at that. Angela never thought she'd be able to find his weak spot so quickly, but now that she knows that he's as ticklish as ever, Derek is so screwed.]

I did nothing! You were the one holding it hostage!

[She's nowhere as mad as she sounds and the fact that she can barely get the words out of her mouth without losing herself to giggles makes that oh so obvious. Lucky for him, her laughter is cut short by a loud yelp as she's suddenly finding the ground under her feet missing and that gets him rewarded with a tap of her finger on his nose like he's the bad dog here.]

No. Because you ruined my ice cream and now there's doggie backwash in it.
thenormalsquint: (❥ sometimes it's like that)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-02 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head, but then soothes whatever ruffled feathers Derek's penis may have with a soft kiss to his forehead. Far be it from her to say he's an awful lay and she wouldn't like to continue exploring his body a second time around, but tonight, Angela is strangely not in the mood. No reason, nothing happened, Derek did nothing wrong. Just Miss Montenegro and her wayward whims. Check back in an hour or so, it just might be different.

Glancing at the light for a moment, Angela shakes her head again, this time with a laugh.]


I didn't come here for a flashlight, Derek.

[She came for company. Sitting in the dark with someone interesting sure beats sitting in the dark by herself. Plus he has a dog. And speaking of the dog, Angela pokes Derek in the ribs again with the toe of her flats.]

Hey, don't take it out on Clooney! You're the one who was holding it. He's innocent and I'm a witness to it!
thenormalsquint: (❥ conversationalist)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-05 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, stop whining. We all know you deserve it.

[That worrying of his lip will be the death of her one day. ANgela doesn't know it yet nor is she even thinking about it, but much like her fingers in his ribs, it'll catch her off guard.]

Only if I get to wrap my legs around you.

[She may not want sex, but that's never going to stop her from throwing out some innuendo.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ oh baby you don't even know)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-05 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Look, all this carrying her around like she is a sack of potatoes needs to stop... never. Every time she shrieks it's only because she enjoys this little game and likes giving up some control to him every once in a while. Besides, if he ever tosses her over his shoulder, she's so touching his ass.]

Good thing I know how to drive stick.

[Really, Angela needs to stop. Like right now before she gets him all worked up with nowhere to go.]

Derek, what's with the German?
thenormalsquint: (❥ can't break that promise)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-06 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
[This time when she shrieks, they're already out on the sidewalk and a nice older looking lady turns to look Angela's way, shaking her head and muttering about keeping thee neighborhood nice. Thanks a lot, Derek. All she needed tonight was some grandma who probably smells like chocolate chip cookies and the peppermints at the bottom of her purse judging her for being loud.]

K9 handler? A cop?

[What she's really asking him is if he's a cop. Most people would have said dog trainer, but in Angela's experience, it's usually some form of law enforcement that uses the term Derek used. The wheels are turning and up starts her curiosity, causing her to completely ignore his innuendo.]
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-06 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
Actually, I was asking if you were a cop, but I guess that's a no.

[Casual works for her because she doesn't see any hint of him avoiding the turn in the conversation, something that would set off her suspicion radar. However, that may backfire on him because as she flips the helmet over in preparation to get it on, Angela starts asking another thing.]

What do you do for a living anyway?
thenormalsquint: (❥ i think we all live in trashtown)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-06 10:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing really. I'm trying to decide if I should stick with what I usually do or go back to my fresh out of college roots and try some temp gigs. Honestly, it depends on how long I feel like staying here, really.

[Now she's not avoiding giving him details of her own life at all. Angela has nothing to hide. Sure, the job's morbid and gross and she'd rather not think about it at all, but it's a job. It pays and she gets to help people. No shame in that.

Helmet on, she swings a leg over the bike and slides back so he has enough room to get on too.]


What about at home?

[If he keeps dancing around the questions, Angela will eventually cotton on and drag his ass out on the street.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ bye felicia)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-07 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
Forensic facial reconstruction.

['Nuff said, really. The fact she can hear him loud and clear in the helmet isn't lost on her. Nice tech there, Mr. So-Called Handyman. That's not something Angela sees everyday.

And him offering her the chance to drive his baby certainly isn't one either. The dark plastic eyeshield is down in front of her face, but the screwed up facial expression Angela is making at him is probably as clear as day.]


And kill us both? How about no?
thenormalsquint: (❥ i said goodbye felicia)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-07 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, the FBI. What? Is that a problem?

[The fact that he's looking at her like that throws Angela off a little. Of course she works with law enforcement. Who else needs a sketch artist to draw dead people? A funeral home? Does he have something to hide? A criminal past? Well, he can keep it. Angela ain't arresting anybody and nobody but the Eudio cops have any jurisdiction to nab a wanted person here anyway.]

No, I'm much happier watch people race motorcycles than driving them. [With the bike engine running, Angela instinctively raises her voice over it, forgetting the helmet has a comm in it.] I went to art school. It was exactly as you are imagining it.

[Lots of booze, lots of drugs, lots of parties with some studying and drawing thrown in for good measure.]
thenormalsquint: (❥  i vote for porn)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-07 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe it's because I'm not a Fed. I just work with them. And no. No paintings of them.

[They actually do have all the time in the world, or at least Angela does. There's nothing for her at her place and even less at his except for a sad container of melted ice cream in his trashcan. Taking the scenic route only means that Angela has more time and more opportunity to poke at getting to know him. She's already told him enough about her.]

You never answered my question. What did you do at home?

[She doesn't sound too hard up for the answer, but she will be soon if he keeps avoiding giving her direct responses to direct questions.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ i said goodbye felicia)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-08 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Those are all things Angela noticed, but said nothing about. Actually, she didn't care that first night because she was convinced she'd never see Derek again only to be surprised she's been seeing him a lot more since then. Still, she's no golddigger and she's a woman who cares about her own wallet so whatever he wore and drove was his business.

What's not his business is the fact that he's correctly guessing her last initial. Angela knows for a fact she didn't tell him her full name and neither did he tell her his. The only way he could possibly know that is if he snooped through her stuff... or he's from her world and knows her via the few times her name has popped up in the media.

That's more troubling to her that the idea of him digging through her purse for so many reasons that Angela can't begin to list. Once a serial killer sends you body organs in the mail, one gets to be a little paranoid every now and then.]


Stop the bike.

[Her tone is no nonsense and if Derek tries to make humor out of it, she'll bang on his helmet so hard he'll get brain damage.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ what the fuck who the fuck)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-09 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[No, he assumed wrong. It's not that she gets reminders of home. Those never go away; either it's a nightmare or something that pings her brain into remembering the horribleness day in and day out. There's no escaping that. Angela's problem is that Derek has a shit way of supplying information and even shittier way of avoiding the whole give and take aspect of their budding friendship.

Whatever Derek was doing, he's doing terrible at it because under the helmet, Angela's eyes grow wide and round and she can't yank the helmet off fast enough so she can shove him hard with it.]


You're a profiler? In the BAU? Are you practicing your creeper act to relate to them? Is this how the FBI trains you guys? It never occurred to you to say "Oh, you work with the FBI? I'm in the FBI." Did you think I enjoy talking about all the shit we send you guys on a daily basis? Do I look like I need to be committed? How did you become a profiler and didn't think that telling me you know my name before I've even given it to you would make me think you have issues? Do you know how many whackjobs I've had find out my personal information and send me hearts in the mail? How many times I've had to change my phone number because of weirdo late night heavy breathing phone calls?

[Well. Certainly getting a mouthful from her, but to be honest, it's more out of a rush of fear leaving her and relief settling into the empty space at the bottom of her stomach. Even Brennan's not this bad at people.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ the fuck is this? the fuck is that?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-09-09 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
Then don't be. I'm not asking you to be that guy. I'm asking you to be honest. Don't assume you can make the decisions for me. Give me the information and let me deal with it like I'm capable of dealing with it.

[That's what's rubbing her raw here. He took the opportunity for her to make her own choice about how she felt about him. Not that she feels much more than anything a bit above fuck buddies right now, but Angela doesn't just sleep with anyone, contrary to popular belief. She only beds those she has a connection with, something she felt that night she met Derek even if Angela assumed it was a temporary on. It's in danger of being severed if he kept withholding the tiniest bit of information from her because of how he feels she should feel. Maybe he lied about the flipping houses, who knows. All Angela knows right now if that he took and didn't give anything back until it was too late because he thought he could speak for her.

She holds her hands up, palms forward, to stop him. For talking, not moving, actually. He's preaching to the choir and for a man who said he didn't want to spend the night talking about what they come across at their jobs, Derek's sure saying a lot about it.]


Stop. Don't say that like I don't know how it happens. I know far too much about that already.

[Angela doesn't and won't give him details. Kirk was someone so important to her that she lost far too soon to those monsters. So is Brennan, Hodgins, Booth, Cam, and even Zack. All of them were hit by those monsters some way or another and she doesn't feel like they are her stories to tell. Not to Derek. Not yet, anyway. Not until she feels sure enough that he's willing to give back what he's gotten from her.]

This needs to be give and take, not me giving you information about me and you avoiding my questions. Just tell me what you don't want to answer. I can take a no.
thenormalsquint: (❥ turn down these voices)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-03 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not just any woman. You're really awful at reading people for a profiler.

[She runs a hand through her hair and sighs loudly, tension in her shoulders flowing out with the breath as she tips her head back to look up at the sky. For someone so damn hot, Derek is incredibly frustrating.

This is probably what other people feel like when dealing with Angela.]


Fine. You didn't lie, so let me rephrase that. All I ask if that people be straightforward with me. When I say I can take a no, I mean it. I can be an asshole, but not the kind of asshole who pushes when someone says they don't want to talk about something. Give me a little more credit here.

[Angela feels like there's so much more to Derek than he's actually telling her, but if he wants to play Secret Squirrel, then there isn't anything she can pump out of him before he's good and ready. That is a battle she's not willing to fight tonight. Instead, she looks back down at him and reaches out to rub his chest where she threw the helmet with a little more force than she intended.]

I didn't mean to hit you. I just got scared and panicked. [A crooked smile curls the corners of her mouth upwards.] And yeah, you screwed it up, but I left my purse at your place and you're my only ride back.
Edited 2015-10-03 05:42 (UTC)
thenormalsquint: (❥ i want whatever you're smoking)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-13 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[For two people who are just fucking and not the least bit dating, they sure do make up pretty quick after an argument. Better for them because maybe she'll be in the mood when they get back to his house and give him what he tried to get earlier.

Angela rolls her eyes with a laugh as she leans into his touch, forgetting they were on an ice cream run for the moment.]


Oh, so what, you're my knight in shining motorcycle armor now? Hold on while I swoon.
Edited 2015-10-13 03:43 (UTC)
thenormalsquint: (❥  girl with a curl)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-17 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
There's never a need to be a smart ass, but when have I ever let that stop me?

[Before he pulled away too far, she yanks him back by the lapels of his shirt and slams her lips right on his mouth in a quick but clearly hinting peck. If he's going to kiss her, he better do it right.]

You still owe me ice cream, but maybe we can pick up a few other things. I have something in mind, so the grocery store?
thenormalsquint: (❥ describing the moon to a mole)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-17 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[She may not have met Reid, but she is still friends with Zack. Those two are not all that different from each other. No matter what Angela just said, she still retains a measure of tact.]

Really? I can't begin to think of what that could possibly be. Can I get a hint?

[Honestly, if he knew what other items at the grocery store she had in mind, he'd might want to remember that patience if a virtue.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ hey what do i know?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-20 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She's heard no complaints from him yet and thus she will continue teasing him until neither of them can take playing the game anymore. Angela's learned how easy it is to get Derek riled up and hot for her, especially since she denied him a taste of her earlier. The feeling's mutual and it really doesn't take much from him to get her panties wet.

However, that doesn't stop her from grimacing and then laughing at his awful attempt at innuendo. No sir, that one is not going to work tonight.]


Wow. That was really bad. Did you even try on that one?
thenormalsquint: (❥  girl with a curl)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-26 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Damn him and his distracting mouth. Sass almost makes it way out of her before she's being kissed and falling right into line with it, like a peg sliding into a perfectly shaped hole. It's scary how well they fit with each other just like that and Angela isn't capable of thinking too much on it right now, thankfully. That cock of his pressing insistently into her hips is rather distracting anyway, enough that she breaks off the kiss to question his full intentions.]

Right here?

[She clearly doesn't sound like she has a problem with it--not a huge one anyway--but this would definitely be a new stage for them. It's be a far cry from getting fingered in the back of a cab.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ do i look like bobo the clown to you?)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-10-26 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, but don't you want to wait to see what I have planned?

[Of course, she's just teasing him. It is a blackout after all, and with the exception of a few headlights, there's only the dark of night around them. Between that and the bike, they'd look like any other canoodling couple displaying a bit of innocent PDA ass required by the city and not two people who can barely keep their clothes on around each other giving into their basest desires.]

I mean, far be it from me to wear you out this early, but I thought what I had in mind was pretty good...

[She keeps talking, taunting him, yet her hand manages to make its way past his belt and zipper, deep enough to get around his cock for a firm stroke.]
thenormalsquint: (❥ something in the way she looks at me)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know. You were the one who said he wasn't a young man anymore and you are older than me by a few years, so...

[Feeling his hands on her ass, Angela remembers the first time they met and what happened to her panties in the back of the cab. Since she needs to keep something on under this skirt as they finish up the now forgotten grocery shopping, she reaches behind her and grabs a hold of his hand, shaking her head softly.]

I need these. I can't keep buying new ones.
thenormalsquint: (❥ can't break that promise)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, the fact that he can drop his voice that low should be entirely illegal in all states. Angela's shivering at the roughness of it, shuddering against his chest as she lifts her hips to help get her panties off. Once he has them in his hand, she snatches them away, only to tuck them into his back pocket for safe keeping.

Her heat welcomes him, beckons him into sliding home right where it feels like he belongs, but a quick moment of clarity pulls Angela's hand back from guiding him inside and up against his hips, pushing him away. Reluctantly as hell, but away.]


Derek... wait. [As much as it was killing her to stop him, they've both forgotten something extremely important here.] Condom.

[After all, she's certainly under no impression she's the only woman he's fucking in Eudio. Angela'd be a fool to think that. Besides, she's not about to leave here with any gifts that'll last the next eighteen years, even from a man who lives in her world. ]
thenormalsquint: (❥ touching his boner)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2015-11-05 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Even with the speed he's going to get the condom, it stills feel like it's too long before he's inside her and her breath is caught in her throat again. He's so thick that she still hasn't gotten used to his size enough to not be surprised by how wide he parts her folds. Jesus, she really needs for him to keep his promise to her on being able to go again later because once with Derek is quickly becoming not enough.

This may become a problem down the line if he keeps indulging her like this.

Angela would really rather wrap her arms around his shoulders and dig her nails into that strong back of his, but this isn't a time or the place to brook an argument on where her hands should go. She does what he says without hesitating, part of the fact that the need in his voice is clear and damn it's aggressive enough to awake that submissive part of her. That leg of hers, though, it creeps up to his waistline regardless of where he wants it, opening her up more to him so that even in this awkward position, he'll hit every inch of her.]
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[personal profile] abetting 2015-10-04 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Me again. You know Josh? He left you something.
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[personal profile] abetting 2015-10-05 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
Neither.

How do you feel about running a club?
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[personal profile] abetting 2015-10-05 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
The one and only. Josh left the paperwork with me. I just need you to sign for your part and I can file it.
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[personal profile] abetting 2015-10-05 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
The court house is good, I work there.
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[personal profile] abetting 2015-10-05 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
Same place works. Thanks for coming by.
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-19 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Inara detests, detests sending texts but she can't stand to actually hear his voice or see his face right now. It's too soon but she has business needs.]

I apologize for bothering you, but you're the only one I know who actually owns tools. I have some shelves that need fixed and I was hoping to borrow some of your tools to do just that.
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-20 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She really wouldn't have contacted him had she known of anyone else with tools but alas... She wished she had someone else she could ask but she really wanted to get the shop she'd bought at least to a point where she could start the painting and all the cosmetic things that needed to be done.]

I don't require you to fix it for me, I'm more than able to do that on my own. I just need to borrow some of your tools, like your hammer, a level, perhaps some nails. I can pay you for the use of them if that's an issue.
notquitegeisha: serenity (I can take)

[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-20 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Was he for real right now? She hadn't said anything about having an issue with his work, he was seeing things that weren't even there.]

Of course I don't have an issue with your work, Derek, and I never said I did. I just know how busy you are with your other jobs and didn't wish to bother you with something I could do on my own. I was trying to be considerate.
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-20 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[She'd closed her eyes after reading his reply and she supposed she deserved that... She didn't reply for a few minutes and when she did, she just sent him the address to her shop and then turned her phone off. At that point she didn't rightly care if he just dropped the tools off or not. She was done with texting.]
notquitegeisha: serenity (And you've been awaiting for me)

[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Inara had been in the back of the shop going over a list of things that still needed to be bought and sighed as the list just grew longer and longer. Plus the things that needed fixed... Seemed as though she was either going to have to offer Derek the jobs or she was going to have to find someome else who could do it.

Her head snapped up when she heard his voice and she had to take a moment to calm her suddenly racing heart. Drawing in a deep breath, she tugged her kurtis in place, made sure the matching pants weren't riding up and then moved towards the front of the shop. Seeing Derek again was like a punch in the stomach and immediately she was resting her hand on one of the display cases as she studied him.

"Hi..."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
Her eyebrows drew a little together but outside of that she managed to keep her expression neutral. She really didn't know why she expected something more from him but really she supposed she was lucky he was even talking to her.

"There's a couple of different ones that need fixing," she finally said and turned and motioned to the large shelves ling the back wall. It was obvious whivh of them needed fixing since they were missing the wood slates and those were leaning against the wall. There were other shelves in the back that needed fixing but the ones in the front were the most urgent.

She turned to face him again and even took a step closer to him. "Derek..." She hesitated for a moment and it was obvious she wanted to say something but instead of saying what she wanted, she just said, "Thank you."
notquitegeisha: serenity (And sing until we're old and grey)

[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Inara had quickly excused herself once Derek had started in on fixing the shelves because she was beginning to tear up. She hadn't expected a kiss or anything but perhaps a bit more warmth than he was showing. Once safely in the other room, she wiped at her eyes and tried to keep from crying because this was all her faultnto begin with. She was the one who had broken things off.

Hearing him speaking, she wiped at her eyes again, cleared her throat and stepped back into the room. There wasn't much she could do about the redness in her eyes but she hoped Derek would just not look at her and not see. "There are some shelves in the back that need to be straightened and then a cabinet in the bathroom... Derek... Would you like a glass of water?"
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
She was glad he didn't say anything about her eyes because she would have lied to him for the first time ever. She nodded though and straightened her shoulders before turning and heading into the back to get him some of the water she'd brought with her. She hoped he didn't mind Grape Strawberry Lime infused water because it was all that she'd brought with her.

She took a few minutes to bring him the glass because honestly, she needed that few minutes to pull herself together. Him being near her and her not being able to even touch him was harder than she'd imagined it would be and the way he was acting, she was certain that he hated her. She'd done what she had for a reason though. She'd invested more in the whatever type of relationship that they'd had than she should have and had grown to care for him entirely too much. She knew that she'd developed feelings and like he'd said, he hadn't come to the city to get in a relationship and really, her feelings were entirely unfair to him.

And now she was paying for those feelings and that was exactly why she'd just wanted him to drop the tools off and she would have somehow managed to fix everything herself. But no, now he was there and she was having a hard time and he didn't seem to care.

Shaking her head, she headed to where he was fixing the next set of shelves and quietly placed the water within reach of him. She didn't say anything, just turned back to the table she'd been working on her lists earlier and tried to concentrate on the figures before her.
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Inara wasn't trying to upset him, in fact she was trying not to say much so she didn't upset him even more. Though from the noise he was making hammering at the shelves was making her think that she wasn't able to do much of anything right around him. She glanced over towards where he was working but seeing how concentrated he was on hammering away at the wood, she turned back to her papers.

She dipped her brush in ink and then began to once again write out everything she'd be needing to open the shop in a decent amount of time. She would need paint because she planned on repainting not only the shelves but also the shop walls. She'd need to find oils to use for massages.... She's already started on collecting and drying flowers and herbs in another room of the shop... And then curtains---

She blinked, glancing up in almost confusion when she realized that Derek was talking to her. She turned slightly on her stool so she could actually see him and set the brush down on the table. He wanted her to look at the cabinet... She nodded before she slipped off of the stool and began to skirt around him. "I'm sure it's perfect, but I'll look..."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-21 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Inara stopped behind him and her lips pressed together in annoyance. She was truly trying to remain friends with him, well maybe not friends but friendly enough. He was making it more than obvious that he wanted nothing like that, that he wanted nothing more to do with her. Maybe she should just accept that and quit trying so hard for something she just couldn't have.

"I'm sure I'll like it then... And why wouldn't I be honest with you? It's obvious that this is the last place you wish to be and I'd truly hate to keep you here longer that what is absolutely neccessary." She reached up and tucked a stray curl behind her ear before heading in to check out the work he'd done.
Edited (forgot a part of a sentence.) 2015-12-21 19:35 (UTC)
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
She froze at the doorway to the bathroom, her back stiffening more and more with each word he yelled at her. Though she was furious, she was managing to keep her temper from exploding. He was being absolutely ridiculous and she just didn't understand him at all.

"Then why did you? You could have turned me down." she slowly turned to face him and her voice was deceptively soft and calm. "I'm sorry you're so angry about all this, Derek. I'm sorry if I hurt you, that wasn't my intention all. Just like it wasn't my intention to end up caring for you as much as I have... I suppose there are just some things we can't help. If being angry at me makes you feel better, then keep being angry at me."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"What more do you want from me, Derek? Please tell me, because I just have no idea. Whatever I was giving you before either meant absolutely nothing to you or it simply wasn't enough. Or maybe I was naive and you were right, it was all suppose to be fun and I took it all too seriously, started to fall in lo--," she quickly pressed her lips together and shook her head. What was wrong with her? How was it that she managed to lose all sense around this man?

"Truthfully, Derek... With you, I broke all of my own rules and I have no one to blame but myself. You never promised me anything and yet I expected you care for me as I do-- did you. Hearing you with whoever that was, it was an eye opener. We expected two different things... And maybe I just expected too much." She looked away, and shook her head again. This was why she had wanted to do things on her own. She lost all sense of logic around him and ended up saying way more than he ever needed to know.

She soothed trembling hands over the front of her top and then looked back to him. "I don't hate you, I just don't know to be around you anymore. I don't know where I stand with you..."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
If she'd had any sense she would have walked away as quickly as she could and not looked back. But she didn't, not even when he began to move closer to her. And then he was close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body and she knew how easy it would be to just press herself against him and she wrapped her arms around him.

Inara kept her gaze focused on his chest and she had to clench her hands tightly at her side to keep from touching him. "I knew you were sleeping with other women but... I didn't know details and I could pretend you weren't... but hearing you with someone else--" She hadn't been able to pretend anymore and it had hurt knowing that he was with other woman and for some reason, she hadn't been enough.

Swallowing, she slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. "Because things I want, I just can't have. Shouldn't have..."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
She stared up at him and would have done anything she could have to distract him if she knew it would work. But she knew that distracting Derek wasn't going to work this time. Now was the time for actual answers instead of running away and that terrified her. She'd opened this line of questioning and she knew that he had the right to know, it just saddened her to know that he might actually look at her differently.

One of her hands came up and her slender fingers wrapped around his wrist as tears began to form in her eyes. "Because all I can ever offer anyone is now, I can't offer them a future even if I wished to," she said her voice just above a whisper. She closed her eyes for a moment as a tear escaped. "Even if we survive the fight.." She trailed off and opened her eyes and stared at him sadly. "I changed my incentive you know. My first incentive, it was for me but with what happened, I asked them to save someone else instead when they approached me the second time."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
She didn't want him looking at her differently or even treating her differently but she knew he was smart enough to have pieced together what she was saying. The damage was already done and if he was going to do those things, there was little she could do to stop them.

"I--" she sighed and then drew in a deep breath. "I asked them to heal me. I'm sick, Derek... And the doctors in my world with all their advanced medicine, they can't do anything for me." And even knowing that, she still hadn't slept with anyone other than Derek to speed up her incentive. "But when I was sent home and Wash died... I knew that I couldn't ask for anything for myself when he meant so much to his wife."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"The crew, they're the only family I have left back home." Even if they survived, Inara wouldn't have anything left to go back to. She wouldn't be able to go back to being a Companion, not even at the training house. The Alliance would make sure her career was completely over. There was her father but he wouldn't let her stay with him, he wouldn't understand how she'd been part of something that undermined the Alliance. Serenity was truly all she had.

She managed a small smile. "Zoe would disagree with you. If she knew what I was doing, she'd tell me I was stupid for not taking care of myself first." But she'd also be thankful, Inara knew that. Zoe and Wash had something that Inara would never have and she was okay with that... They deserved to be happy and have a long life together and if Inara could help make sure that happened than she was more than happy to do it.

"Derek, I didn't tell you any of this to make you feel sorry for me. I don't want that. I just want you to understand..." And even then, she wasn't entirely sure she'd explained herself properly. She'd let him in farther than she'd ever let anyone and now he knew more about her than anyone did, even back home. "Please don't tell anyone, I don't want to be treated differently."
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[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-22 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She truly hadn't been worried that he'd go around telling the whole of the city, it had just been a question that had slipped from her lips. Despite everything that had happened, she obviously trusted him enough to share her secret with. That should have told him a lot but maybe it didn't since he didn't know that no one back home knew about her illness outside of her doctors. She wasn't going to tell him that though, she didn't want him to feel pressured because of that knowledge.

Her smile faded only slightly when he flashed her the friendly smile. He was giving her what she'd verbally asked for and she was going to have to be fine with that. It was what she'd asked for even if it wasn't what she'd really wanted. But she nodded her head and flashed him a smile back, "I'm fine with whatever you think will work out best. Carpentry and plumbing have never been a strong suit of mine so I trust what you think should be done."

She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment and then nodded her head before beginning to move around him to get back to her papers. "Derek, I--" she hesitated beside him, her gaze moving back to him. There were so many ways she could have continued with that sentence. I miss you, I was stupid, I'm sorry... But she had said enough truths that day so she chose to stick with something much more simple. "Thank you."
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sent through the mail

[personal profile] notquitegeisha 2015-12-24 10:07 am (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-01-31 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a post that said you might be interested in hiring bouncers?
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-01 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
How many days a week?
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-01 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
I would like part time. Every other night, or 5 hour shifts. Whichever you would prefer.

I can demonstrate my skills. And I will go through a background as requested.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-01 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Is there a particular day or time you would like me to do that?
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-01 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
As soon as possible. I see no reason to wait.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-02 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm trying to do new things. Get used to new things. And I've never had a real job.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-03 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[This takes a few minutes before the reply comes. Writing is not her strong suit.]

I would mostly watch the club to make sure that no patrons are starting trouble, either in harassing others or being violent. Should I observe a situation, I would walk over and settle things until everyone is peaceful and no one is being troubled. The objective would be peaceful resolution, followed by the removal of trouble making elements who cannot behave themselves in a group environment.

I like clubs and dancing. And I've assisted a bouncer or two when a situation became unpleasant.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-05 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[How the hell does she answer that?]

All of them.

I would rather explain more in person.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-05 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Less of a rush. More no reason to wait.

I'll be there.
slam_poetry: (civs: hopeful)

action

[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-05 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Almost exactly to the minute, she's there an hour later. While she isn't the best at the detective portion of her vocation, she's still quite capable of finding a public building.

She'd dressed practically: her usual jeans, boots, and black leather jacket. The kind of clothes she traveled in. The kind of clothes she doesn't mind fighting in.

She has a feeling he's going to want to see her in action.
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
She gives him a firm nod.

She'd considered bringing a bag, wearing something that looked like workout clothes. But the fact of the matter is that she'll be working in clothing like this, more than likely. And if she was going to prove herself to him, she wanted to do it while dressed as she would for her possible new position.

All the same, she did remove her shoes at the door, placing them neatly where they belonged before making her way to Derek.

"Cassandra Cain-Wayne."
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-15 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded and rolled one shoulder, then the other, before doing a few quick loosening moves. She'd made sure she was prepared for a fight before she'd left the apartment, some portion of her wondering if he'd test her without her knowledge. It wasn't normal thinking, but she had no idea what he might expect here, considering.

Once she was done, she walked towards him, her eyes flicking between the two men. Both of them had distinct and clear voices, simple enough for her to read their bodies. It was a good sign for the test to come.
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...well I just did the same thing so... even? *facepalm*

[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-28 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Like a shadow, she was suddenly between the two men and pushing them apart with surprisingly strong hands.

When there were punches, those were grabbed and redirected, held as she informed them that they would be asked to leave.

And for the last, the same was done: it was clear that she had no intention of throwing any punches or kicks if she could possibly at all avoid it. Instead, she used her strength and her skill to harmlessly redirect, to dodge, and to control her combatants with an eye for keeping the conflict close enough that they shouldn't flail out and harm anyone else. The general feel that one would get from seeing her in action was that she could do significantly more than she was doing, and that at all times, the fight was in her control.

"Sufficient?"
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-29 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Cassandra Cain-Wayne has a mildly terrifying work ethic. Though she would more than likely need some direction. This was, after all, her first real 'job'.

"I'll go wherever I'm needed on your team. Is there a dress code for when I'm at work or is this sufficient?"
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-02-29 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Her smile was just a little smirky as she glanced back at him.

"I usually wear black."

Pretty much consistently. She was the type who'd wear black until they figured out a darker color for her. Less goth about it, more ninja.

"And I don't wear heels."

...she'd tried Barbara's costume once. Never. Again.

"I'll get the uniform when the paperwork is done?" Headtilt. "And my first shift?"
slam_poetry: (civs: warm smile)

no worries at all ^_^

[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-03-06 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can start tonight. I have no other standing commitments."

She considers what he'd said, running a hand absently over her hair before turning back.

"I will stop by around eight. If you have work for me and everything is clear then, I'll stay."

She smiles a little, the first real expression of something closer to happiness.

"I may stay anyway. I like dancing."
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-03-12 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will."

Then she looks around the dojo.

"Would I be welcome to return here?"
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[personal profile] slam_poetry 2016-03-26 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Her lips curl into a little grin, the smallest but also heartfelt sort.

"Then I will come to both."
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-06 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, handsome.

You need any dancers at that club of yours?
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-06 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Nothing planned yet but it's about time I get a job. I'm good looking and I like to dance. Why waste my time waiting tables? This way, everybody wins.
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-08 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)

Thanks, hon. How's life as a committed man?

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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-08 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)

Sounds like someone's been a bad boy and not in the fun way. What happened?

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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-08 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh, I know. ;)

Relationships aren't easy. Not just dating. Everything. It's hard to really understand someone else, no matter how much you want to. It's the trying that matters.

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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-09 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
You must really like her.
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-03-09 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)

Good, I'm glad. You deserve that.

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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-07 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
You're being a stranger.
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-08 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
You don't call. You don't write. You don't even send a singing telegram.
thenormalsquint: (❥ whatever)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-08 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Why would I show up at your party if it wasn't for you? It's not like I knew anybody else there. I wanted to say hi, but with the way you were on Inara's side, I figured the message you seemed to be broadcasting meant you didn't want to be interrupted. Decided to respect that.
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-08 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not trying to make you a bad guy. I'm just trying to talk to my friend.

Apparently doing it badly too, but it seems I'm out of practice with friends lately.
thenormalsquint: (❥ let's talk about it)

[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-08 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure. Do I come to you or meet you guys somewhere?
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-03-09 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Alright. I'll meet you out front.
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-05-23 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
How good are you at laying pipe?

[For once, Angela is behaving when she asks that question.]
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-05-24 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't a joke.

[Which is true, but knowing him like she does, that reply from him seems a little strange. He would at least tease her back before.]

I was asking if you knew how to do plumbing. My sink is going bonkers and the plumber I had did a half-ass job of fixing it. The pipe needs to be replaced and I'm wary of getting someone else I don't trust in here.
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-05-24 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Admittedly, Angela hasn't noticed that about him. They don't hang out as much as they used to and a month seems to fly by around here anyway. She has no idea what's been going on in his life lately.]

Is this afternoon good? Around four? I'll buy you dinner too.
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[personal profile] thenormalsquint 2016-05-25 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, sure, whatever. If you think I'm letting you leave here with just a sandwich, you clearly forgot who I am.

[And true to her welcoming nature, when he arrives, the door will be unlocked for him.]
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-10-10 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Hey you. Got any availability for a doggie date?
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[personal profile] 64th 2016-10-11 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)

aack :( my fault for being out of the loop, sorry!

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[personal profile] 64th 2016-10-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yess for sure bracelets. Derek loves daily puppy updates, right? ;) ahahaha