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Post by aspen on Dec 29, 2009 0:38:39 GMT -5
Opening the shop in the morning was always fun. She had to wake up get ready in a small loft in the back and manage to put clothes on that didn't disgust her. She was proud of her outfit this morning though. It screamed badass. She walked towards the hall that lead to the front lobby and slipped on her boots. Leaning over the glass counter she reached in the drawer looking for her stash of cigs. Finding them with ease she pulled one out popping it into her mouth. She lit it up quickly. Her first appointment was in....She looked down at the notepad and up at the clock. FIVE MINUTES. "Fuck." She mumbled rushing around finding her ink and her drawing pad and taking it back to the room that was, and forever would be her tattoo room. It was decorated in her style. Gothic styled walls with pictures of all her work scattered on the walls. She smiled looking at them brieftly before walking back into the lobby. Luca was sitting patiently by the door letting her know her client was here. She quickly grabbed the keys and opened the door. She held out her hand. "Hey sorry for the wait." She shook the slim man's hand. She moved aside letting him walk in. She flipped the closed sign to open. The man stood at the counter with a smile on his face. "A small price to pay to be tattooed by you my dear." Aspen shook her head. "Well I should have opened a while ago...Bret Right?" She said ingnoring his sad attempt to flirt. She never mixed business with sad lonely attempts at love. "Yes I would be Bret." He replied with a sly grin. She walked around and opened her sketch pad. "So you said you wanted a skull in a dark cave with the words 'Caved in' in script at the bottom right?" The Bret nodded. "Well here is what I sketched out I added a few minor details here and there..." She pointed out the details. The man's eyes widened. "That is more than what I wanted I love it." She smiled nodding her head. "Alright. So go back to room one and shed your Jacket and will get this baby started on your left inner bicept right?" Bret grinned. "Yes... You're right. Thanks Aspen." She only nodded grabbing gloves and a new needle. "Where the hell is everyone Luca?" She cursed. Her assistant Cobra wasn't even here yet. Just what she needed to tattoo a horny feminine boy in a room by herself....
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Post by andy on Dec 29, 2009 1:02:30 GMT -5
Andy saw her running down the street. She was the sweetest puppy he had ever seen... well other then Alaska and Kia. Who would ever get rid of a puppy like that? It wasn't collared, however it looked like there had been one on. Andy quickly made a u-turn and followed the puppy into an ally. She was small, probably only as big as both his hands, and she was running on the street. Andy shook his head and got off his bike to follow her slowly. Andy whistled and the puppy cocked her ears. One flopped over. Andy smiled. "Come're sweety." Andy called out to the puppy. It turned around, took one look at him and then bounded towards him, jumping up into his lap. "You're a friendly one." He laughed. Andy petted the pup. Silently he inspected her for any injuries. When he found none, he gently picked her up and checked the gender. "You're a little girl." he smiled. For some reason all dogs that he found were female. The puppy licked his face. Andy smiled and put her into his mesenger bag then got back on his bike and checked to make sure she was comfey... She was already asleep in a little ball. Andy smiled again then started the engine and went back to riding toward work. Andy hopped off his bike and took the keys. The shop looked empty. Slow start. He opened the bag to find the puppy's head sticking out and laughed then picked her up. What am I going to call you? Andy opened the door to the shop and walked in listening to the bell. Luca ran up to him and bumped his leg, looking for a head scratch. He bent down to let Luca smell the puppy in his arms and Luca wagged his tail happily. "I'm here!" He called. The puppy squirmed and Andy set her down to run around the store. He stood up and walked over to Aspen's room then looked in. A femine guy lie on the table with Aspen hard at work on the guy's "bicep" not that he really had one. The guy kept flirting with Aspen and she didn't look happy about it. "I don't think she likes that. I'd stop while I was ahead if I were you..." Andy remarked quietly, letting venom drip into his voice. She was a good friend, and if people were anoying to her, then they were to him as well. "Wouldn't want her needle to slip, would we?"
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Post by aspen on Dec 29, 2009 1:28:43 GMT -5
Aspen heard the fumbling of a guy that was part of her crew. The voice let her know instantly who it was. Andy. She grinned softly to herself. It fell quickly as soon as the Bret guy opened his mouth again to give her a compliment on her technique. She rolled her eyes shading around the cave.
Luca came bounding down the hall, but he stopped instantly knowing he was not allowed in the tattoo rooms. He stopped at the door and gave a loud bark. Looking up she saw Andy in the door behind Luca. When he spoke it surprised her, but she shook it off and replaced it with gratitude. She nodded respectfully to him and then let a small giggle escape her lips. "Of course not... that would be tragic."
Bret shut up instantly looking at the ceiling. Looking back over in the door way she nodded to Andy. "Hey Andy do you mind grabbing my pack of cigs...Let's just say after this I'm going to need one.." She smiled softly and turned in her chair to pick up a new clean cloth to dab at the areas that were beginning to bleed.
Next thing she heard was a high pitched bark as a ting dog came skidding into her tattoo room. Usually she would be mad at this, but she could only laugh seeing the dog freak at the dark style of the room. "And who might you be cutie?" She said looking down at the dog as if whined by her feet.
She leaned forward and finished the last details on the skull before moving on to the shade of the cave. "I'm guessing your Andy's she murmured to the dog. Bret hadn't said a word since Andy said something. She mentally noted she needed to thank him later. After 15 minutes of shading she wiped his arm down and wrapped it up. She was done.
Bret barely spoke. He paid and left her a 25 dollar tip. He rushed out before she could hand hi mthe cleaning fluid, but he had other tattoos she was sure he still had some somewhere in his house. She stood up stretching and walking out of her tattoo room. Luca walked up and formally nodded his head at her hand. She shook her head and smiled leaning down to scratch his head.
She looked up to find Andy she had to thank her Knight in Black Armour.....
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Post by andy on Dec 29, 2009 2:04:04 GMT -5
Andy walked over to the counter and grabbed her cigs, took one out and lit it. Andy took an apreciative puff then walked over to Aspen's room right as she walked out. The guy flew out of the shop. I think we just lost a customer...
Andy handed her the cigarette. The puppy ran out of the room and pawed at Andy's shoe. Oh damn she went into Aspen's room. Andy looked at Aspen's face. Thankfully she just seemed releived. Andy let out the breath he had been holding and bent to pick up the puppy.
"I just found her about three blocks south." He said, trying to explain why he was late. "She was wandering around the streets." Andy quickly walked over to the desk and pulled out two coffee cups from starbucks that he had secured in thermoses, and handed one to Aspen. He was always the first person in for work other then her so he brought her a Carmel Cappachino every morning.
The bell rang and a teen and her mother walked in. She looked excited and a bit scared. Andy checked the books. Her name was Brooke and she was getting a belly peircing by him today. Andy looked up at them and beckoned. "This way."
The mother looked like she was somewhat angry and at seeing him it flared. "I don't want a man looking at my daughter!" Andy sighed and looked at Aspen, hoping she would get the mother to allow it. Andy hated talking or getting mad, it was a waste of energy. Andy set the puppy down who promptly ran over to the girl.
The girl bent over and picked her up. "Awww she's so cute! Mom, a guy who has a puppy like this couldn't do anything, it's not like he's gonna rape me in the back or something..." She rolled her eyes and scanned him. He bet she was thinking something along the lines of "not that i'd mind it."
"No I won't ma'am" He said quietly. The mother stared then nodded and followed Andy and her daughter into Andy's room which was decked out in music posters of Disturbed and some of his paintings (not that they'd know whose paintings they were though).
"Will it hurt?" The girl asked. Andy shrugged, he never could tell.
"Depends. Lie back on the table and roll your shirt above your belly button." She did and Andy got out the antiseptic scrub and needle. He gave the mother a list of rings that her daughter could start out with. "That one." she said and pointed at a ruby birthmark one. Andy nodded and put on his gloves. He got the ring out of the cabinet and placed it on the needle.
In a second Andy was back over at the girl and clamped a peice of skin on the top of the belly button then grabbed the needle stuck it through the skin and quickly took it out and replaced the needle with the ring before the hole closed. The girl flinched. "Ow" she said.
"I'm done. You can sit up." The girl did and went to rub it but Andy grabbed her hand gently. "You'll mess it up if you touch it right now."
"Oh no. Sorry" She said. Andy let go of her hand and got her stuff ready.
"That'll be twenty-five dollars. Wash it out with this," he handed her an antiseptic wash, "Twice a day for six months." She nodded and walked out with her mother to the desk to pay. The girl gave him a $10 tip and left. Andy grabbed his coffee and took a drink... Then he saw Terry walking down the sidewalk to the store. Terry... He wanted to run and hug her, but knew that would be bad.
Andy ran back into his room and peeked out of the door. I can't let her see me..
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Post by aspen on Dec 29, 2009 2:26:46 GMT -5
Aspen grabbed the coffee thankful for guys like Andy. She made her way back to sit down at the front desk. She puffed on her cigarette and propped her feet up on the desk. She nodded taking his excuse graciously. Usually she would hop down his throat, but she shook it off after all she owed him for earlier.
Ther perky girl and her mother annoyed her. Aspen no longer had her mother, and the site of a tight ass like her pissed her off quite a bit. "Andy is our best..." She said giving a 'eat shit grin'. She tilted her head. "He'll take care of her. Scouts honor..." She crossed her heart with one hand while she took a long drag of her cigarette. Sipping her Capp while the woman and her daughter fumbled back to Andy's room.
She rolled her eyes. Luca laid in his bed in the corner of the room behind her, and the lil' pup ran around. She whistled softly and she came skidding up. She picked it up petting it while it bit at her ring. She grinned scratching behing its ears. She looked up in time to see the woman and her daughter leaving. The mother was mumbling something about 'Dogs being in here was unsanitary.' She rolled her eyes and waved.
"Have a good day..." As soon as the door shut she smirked. "Bitch..." Not a minute later the door opened. Aspen looked down at the schedule. Her and Andy still had an hour before there next appointment. It was a walk in. She stood up. "Hey I'm Aspen." She said with no emotion.
"What are you here for a tat? or Peircing?" She asked softly looking the girl up and down. Pink was not her favorite color...and it lowered her expectations for this girl quite alot. "You look liek a peircing kind of girl...but hey I'm not paid to guess..." She mumbled turning around to get the small wavor out of a file as soon as the girl made up her mind.
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Post by terry on Dec 29, 2009 2:41:10 GMT -5
Terry walked into the store and looked around. it was nice but quiet. A woman with about 40 tattoos sat behind a desk. "What are you here for a tat? or Peircing? You look like a peircing kind of girl...but hey I'm not paid to guess..." She said. Terry smiled. "Hello. Umm no i'm a tat kind of girl, this will be my eleventh." Something round and furry ran into her leg. Terry looked down and saw the cutest puppy ever. She bent down and began scratching it's ears. "That's cool, i've never been in a tattoo shop that had dogs in it. I like it, it adds a welcomed feeling." Terry stood back up. "I want to get the word Karma written below a cupcake on my hand. I'm pregnant and I kinda want to celebrate it." Terry said. "They said it was impossible." Terry could hardly contain her excitement. It felt like good karma for helping so many people that the word stuck.
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Post by aspen on Dec 29, 2009 3:03:27 GMT -5
"Ahh...well then I'm glad I don't get paid for guessing..." Aspen grinned softly. "Can I get you to sign this real quick..." Aspen was barely listening, but she shot a small smile to the girl. "Congrats dear." She slid the wavor and a pen towards her on the counter top.
"Yeah that one is new, but it looks like she'll be a keeper..." Azzy reached down and petted Luca. "You like that idea boy?" Luca barked happily. Aspen smiled. "Andy!" She called out. "Can you get this girl set up in my room... I need to file some stuff and get my ink ready.." She called out flipping through papers while she eyed the cig buring in her ashtray.
"While you sit in there I will draw it up and finish my cig that happens to be calling my name..." She smirked. "In the mean time.....Andy will entertain you....if he ever gets his ass in here." She tapped her foot findind the impatient Aspen coming out. She took shallow breaths to keep from losing her cool....after all Andy was one of her best guys.
She looked up at the clock. Cobra and Jacobi weren't due here for another 45 minutes which meant they wouldn't be here for another hour. She shook her head. "Andy you got about 3 secondds before my bitchy side comes out and then as punishment I will tie you to my chair and give you a hello kitty tat...." She smirked up at the girl.
"Sometimes boys can be dumbasses..." She smiled going back to the file in her hand.
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Post by andy on Dec 29, 2009 3:29:08 GMT -5
Andy debated weather or not to go out. Was it worth loosing his job over... or getting a hello kitty tattoo... No not really.. Andy took a deep breath and walked out of the room trying to hide his face behind his hair. He really didn't want her to see him.
"Come on" He said trying to make his voice deeper. What would she do if she knew it was me.. probably run out of the shop and never come back. Or kill me.. Andy tried hard not to shake. Once he was in the room Andy began getting out colors and needles.
He did his best to keep his back turned away from her but it was difficult because she was a chatter box. I forgot how much she talked. He smiled.
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Post by aspen on Dec 29, 2009 3:50:30 GMT -5
Aspen let out a chuckle as he deepened his voice. "Oh jesus Andy.... are you scared of girls now?" She grabbed the paper and stuffed it in the file. Stuffing the file in the drawer she took a long last drag of her cig before putting it out in her ashtray.
She took a sip of her Capp and walked into the room she sat it down on the small table in the corner of the room. "Andy...Will you stop being sheepish and show your face....What has gotten into you boy?" She shook her head. "So you said a Cupcake and Karma?" She smiled.
"Sounds like a toothache to me?" She grinned. "So which wrist?" She asked. "Andy can you get the antiseptic spray?" She pointed on the top shelf of the cabinet.
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Post by andy on Dec 30, 2009 1:03:29 GMT -5
Andy knew that Azzy was going to make him turn around. That woman could be a serious annoyance some times. He heaved a sigh then walked to the cabinet. Andy snatched the antiseptic spray, took a deep breath then turned around. He handed the spray to Azzy and looked towards Terry.
It all felt like slow motion. Terry lazily turned her head toward his and looked up. All at once the color seemed to drain out of her.
"He-" Andy weezed. He coughed then tried again. "Hello, Terry. H-how are y-you?" Andy closed his eys and stepped backward expecting her to stand up and punch him. He held his breath. Nothing came.
Andy let out his breath and opened his eyes cautiously. "S-so you're pregnant again?" He knew that she knew exactly. I bet Azzy is somewhat confused. "Es tut mir leid." When Andy and Terry were still on good terms they always spoke random languages to each other. He hoped the message would get through that he really was sorry.
Five years and not a word. That was a long time to not speak to one of the most important people in your life.
((ooc: he said "I am sorry." in German btw))
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Post by terry on Dec 30, 2009 2:23:59 GMT -5
He was the last person she wanted to see. Terry had sat on the bench chatting away when the owner of the tattoo shop came in and taunted him. When she looked up at Andy, she froze. All the color drained out of her face. She felt like she had to throw up.
"Hello Terry." he whispered. "How are you?" The bastard DARED talk to her? She didn't answer. "So you're p-pregnant again?" If looks could kill... Andy her 'brother' killed her first unborn child she wasn't about to let him near her again.
"You have no right to talk to me. Not after what you did to Zeke... and to me.." Terry found herself clutching her stomach.
"Es tut mir leid." He pleaded.
"Get. Away. From. Me."
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Post by aspen on Dec 30, 2009 19:35:59 GMT -5
Aspen looked between the two of them and she grabbed the antiseptic spray. She raised a brow not trying to get between what seemed to be tension. Then she heard the girl tell Andy to get away from her. She had been around the world many times and had heard many languages. and she was sure Andy had spoken German. Not to mention she heard one of the words that meant sorry.
She shook her heard cleaning off the needle. "Non posso credere che abbia lasciato l'Italia per questo luogo." She said mumbling under her breath. It was bad enough that she had to leave the land she loved so much, but she had to leave her family. These people fought all the time, and no one seemed to appreciate anything. She tried to ignore the girl's tone, but it hurt so much to see a friend being talked to like that.
"All'inferno con questo. " She mumbled then looked up at the girl. "I may not know what all of this is about, but he is one of my best employee's so if you have a problem with him being in here I can make him leave the room, but it is neither my choice nor my business to make him stop talking to you." Standing up with the used paper towel she whistled. Not a minute passed before Luca came trotting up.
He stopped and sat and she spoke to him in her natice tounge. "Il mio compagno meraviglioso porta questo ai rifiuti per me?" Luca gave a somewhat nod and took the paper towel in his mouth. He walked away to throw it in the trash. She turned back to the two. "Now are you going to let me have my assisant so I can change colors easily during your tattoo...or are you going to make him leave?" She asked not giving a shit about this girl and her problems.
Aspen had tolerance for some things, but when a man said he was sorry you were to acknowlegdge it. Not tell the man to get away from you. In Rome that was considered a horrible deed. In Rome the men were the ones who protected the women. You were only allowed to mbe mad at them if they hit you... or cheated on you, but if he says sorry you are to accept it. Therefore you can move on, or forgive and go back to a normal life.
Life was easier in Rome. So much easier to find a man to love you for who you are, and protect you for your life. Here it was nice touch, nice fuck....then dump you the first chance he gets.....Man did she miss italy.
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Post by andy on Dec 30, 2009 20:00:27 GMT -5
Every time Terry spoke, Andy winced. Her words cut worse then a knife. But it was his fault. Aspen began muttering in Ittalian. If he didn't get her to stop he was sure that Azzy would kick Terry out of the shop.
Andy placed his hand on Azzy's shoulder, but didn't take his eyes off of Terry.
"Aspen, va bene. Lei ha ragione di essere pazzo. Ho ucciso la sua amata. Lei è mia sorella." ((ooc: Aspen, it's okay. She has a reason to be mad. I killed her beloved. She is my sister.)) Andy turned and began mixing the colors for Aspen.
This was really difficult. Andy wished to be closer to his sister again, but he wasn't sure how to enter her heart. "Terry, ma tean kuidas sa tunned. Ma kaotasin armastuse minu elu samuti." ((ooc: in Estonian "Terry, I know how you feel. I lost the love of my life as well.")) Speaking languages other then English to Terry always meant more. When they were kids and one of them was upset or angry they always expressed themselves in some other random language.
Jean came in and bumped his leg. Andy patted her head. What should I name you? She kind of reminded him of the girl that he loved. Jean... that's a good name..
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Post by aspen on Dec 30, 2009 20:28:41 GMT -5
Aspen felt the warmth of his hand on her shoulder, and heard the words he spoke. If she hadn't of processed the words she wouldn't have noticed they were italian. She swallowed back the warmth in stomach of a man talking to her in Italian. The comfort brought emotions to the surface she was sure were not appropriate for the situation she was in right now, but then she understood the words.
She choked back the punch in the face she felt like she just recieved. This was his sister.... and she was treating him like this. She turned around not knowing what he was saying in some unknown language. She waited until he was done speaking before she began. She took a deep breath. "Così lei significa per dirmi questa ragazza, chi la sfugge lontano, sua sorella è?" ((So you mean to tell me, this girl who is shunning you away, is your sister?))
She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Mio fratello è scappato dopo che i miei genitori erano uccisi. ..I non può mai vederlo, e mi odia." ((My brother ran away after my parents were killed...I never get to see him, and he hates me.)) She paused as she tried not to show emotion. "Ma farei per niente vederlo di nuovo... Lei due non dovrebbero avere la tensione. Nei fratelli di Roma e nelle sorelle ha conservato l'un l'altro. Lei dovrebbe fare come bene... " ((But I would do anything to see him again.... You two should not have tension. In Rome brothers and sisters cherished one another. You should do as well...))
Sighing she eyed both of them. "I am both saddened and disgusted...." She hadn't noticed, but she had clenched her hand around the needle and her hand was pouring blood. She looked down cursing. "Shit..." She pulled the needle from her hand. "I guess I'll go clean this up and get a new needle. I need to give you your tattoo before you raise my anger more." She shook her head and left the room.
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Post by andy on Dec 30, 2009 22:01:36 GMT -5
"Aspen" He said but she was already out of the room. Damn. She's angry now. He sighed. Aspen only got angry at things she felt like being angry out. Andy turned around to Terry, now upset at her.
"You see what you've done? She's not the kind of woman to get upset." Andy leaned against the counter and put his face in his palm. "If I could go back... I wouldn't have done it. They had me cornered, I swear I'd take the bullet for you, for him. But I didn't know..." Andy looked up. "I was scared."
Andy took a deep breath and took off his gloves then walked out of the room. He passed Aspen and sat on a couch in the waiting room, head buried in his hands. He was so ashamed. It took him a few minutes before he could calm down enough to walk back in the room.
Andy looked at Aspen and nodded. They needed to work. He couldn't wait to take his anger out on some demons. Andy needed it. Seeing his sister was a bad thing for Andy's emotional balance. Terry had been silent. He could see she was angry but maybe that meant they could get her out of the shop quicker.
That's what he wanted. He wanted to go back to being himself. I've said to much today... Might ruin Azzy's image of me. He teased himself.
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Post by aspen on Dec 31, 2009 1:41:30 GMT -5
"Ragazza boriosa..." ((Arrogant Girl)). She mumbled as she pulled the rest of the needle from her hand. She washed her hand in the sink as she searched for another needle. Finding one in the properly sealed plastic bag she stuck it in her pocket. She saw Andy walk out of the room and she called out to him in Italian. "Non ho saputo che lei ha parlato la mia lingua. Mi fa manca a casa." ((I didn't know you spoke my language. It makes me miss home.))
Grinning for the first time in front of him, she kept spoke again. "Mi fa felice nonostante." ((It makes me happy though.)) She spoke. The smile fell instantly. "Got those colors mixed?" She asked softly. "Let's get this done...and fast.." She mumbled. grabbign the neddly from her pocket she grabbed her gloves and walked into the room.
She was silent. She went to the wrist the girl wanted the tat on and cleaned it. She grabbed a rag behind her and started to begin the outline of the cupcake. She was ready for this to end and for this girl to leave. She sent Andy on edge, and that made her un-happy.
Mess with my boys, and your fucking with the wrong bitch.
Andy stood in the door ready to jump at any command she laid on him, but instead the only thing she needed him for was a backbone. She would pause to wipe down the artwork and she would look up at Andy. She would smile only softly and catch his eyes in a locked glance. Then she would go back to her work.
The way he spoke italian kept replaying over....and over in her head. Man she missed home....
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Post by andy on Dec 31, 2009 2:36:27 GMT -5
Terry didn't stick around after Aspen was finnished with her tattoo. As soon as she paid and was given her stuff, she flew out of the shop. He was probably just as shaken as Terry. But he didn't mind. Tonight was a hunting night.... or so he thought. ~Later That Day. Evening.~ He was the first worker in every day, and the last to leave. During Andy's lunch break, he took Jean home to introduce her to his other dogs that lazily accepted her. Andy's stomach growled. He thought about asking Aspen if she wanted to stop and eat really quickly but decided against it. It will only slow us down."Sei pronto per andare?" ((You ready to go?)) He asked, accidentaly speaking in Italian. Today had been a rough day emotionaly for Andy. He needed to go do something to get rid of them. Azzy hadn't spoken. Andy looked over his shoulder at her, grabbing his bag. She was starring. "What?" Is something on my back? "What's wrong, Azzy?" Andy suddenly felt very nervous.
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Post by aspen on Dec 31, 2009 3:13:02 GMT -5
Aspen was surprised. She had wrapped her hand and it felt alot better, but she couldn't believe after semi losing her cool today that she was going out to hunt. She had locked all the tattoo rooms and was just finishing locking all the drawers she had a key to. She hadn't stepped into the main lobby since she had changed and was ready for work. She looked like a badass version of Lara Croft: The tomb raider. Smiling as she walked down the hallway she twirled her keys on her index finger. She jumped catching sight of Andy, but she played it off. She had forgot that he hunted with her sometimes... she had been so used to doing it alone. When he spoke Italian she stopped walking completely. She didn't say a word she just kinda of looked at him with a dazed look. Then he called her Azzy and all her confusion washed away. She smirked. "You spoke it again." She continued to walk into the Lobby. She looked around trying to catch sight of Luca. Whistling, he came pawing up to her. She shook her head. "Sempre preoccupare me lei il piccolo mascalzone." ((Always worrying me you little rascal)). She bent down and scratched behind his ears. She stood up and Luca bounced up placing him paws on her bare stomach. "So che so che sono il suo solo amore... Sfortunatamente lei è la miniera come bene." ((I know I know I'm your only love. Sadly you are mine as well.)) She looked up at Andy when she said those words. Luca barked in agreement and walked to sit by the door. She laughed softly and walked to the counter. Placing her boot on the chair she hiked her skirt and pulled her fishnet knee highs up. She saw the look Andy was giving her. She raised a brow shaking her head. "Che non ama lei lo?"((What you don't like?)) She said referring to her skirt. She pulled the sides and gave curtsy. She looked up her bangs in her face a tad. "Sono pronto a usare le mie fruste..."((I'm ready to use my whips...)) She winked and fixed her gun on her back. "I think I'm ready..." She said licking her lips.
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Post by andy on Dec 31, 2009 3:35:31 GMT -5
She walked out in a sexy outfit. It was almost more then Andy could take. For a second he had a fantasy about him tackling her to the ground but shook that away. No... that could be considered rape and that wasn't happening. How long had it been for him anyway? Andy smirked and began walking up to her casually. She's near the wall.. She probably wasn't expecting it. Andy pushed her (gently but hard enough) and pinned her. He smirked. "Are you now?" Andy kissed her. "Ne dubito." ((I doubt it.)) Andy heard Luca growl a low menacing growl. He backed away and scratched the back of his head, trying to hide a blush. Oh yeah... that's why I don't get much... im not myself.. Alot of girls don't like agressive guys in bed.Andy chanced a look back up at her. "Are you sure you want to hunt tonight? Damn she looked sexy. Was that outfit on purpose? That outfit did terrible things to guys like him. One thing was sure. Either he was getting some tonight, or he would have to go straight home and take a freezing shower.
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Post by aspen on Dec 31, 2009 3:57:01 GMT -5
Aspen enjoyed roughness. She hadn't expected it, but being pinned to the wall sent an electric shock through her body that woke all her lady parts up. Then he kissed her. She kissed back momentarily until Luca started to growl. He pulled away and backed up a few steps. She lowered her head and sighed. "Luca." She said pausing in a serious voice. "Andare la disposizione giù. Congedo." ((Go lay down. Leave.))
She hated being mean to her dog, but she was trying to get some. And well....Luca was getting in the way. He walked away slowly looking down and back at them as he made his way down the hall. She waited until she was sure he layed down for her to look back up. Aspen gave him a look that was full of seduction. Italian was one of the sexiest languages she knew of. A tingling sensation ran down her body as she spoke her next words.
"Caccio...I'm non cacciando appena i demoni." ((I'm hunting...I'm just not hunting Demons.)). She smirked biting her lower lip. She walked seductively over to him. She wrapped one hand around his neck and pulled his face close to hers. Instead of kissing him she adverted his face and went to whisper in his ear. "Il discorso sporca a me." ((Talk dirty to me.))
She nibbled on his ear her heart racing as she leaned so closed to him. "Lei può maneggiare questo?" ((Can you handle this?))
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