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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 3, 2016 18:29:06 GMT 2
---- In the middle -----  --- Of a jelly sandwich --- It felt like a set up for a date, the murderous kind of date, also known as the fun kind of date. It was vaguely threatening how she texted him saying the two of them should have some fun. The only thing missing was a kinky smiley emoji. He smiled at the message fondly, only Ruby could make a friendly text look evil, or maybe it was just his perception of her playing tricks. He honestly could do with a little fun, after everything they had gone through, with Max so seriously hurt, to go out and enjoy the day would be a wonderful change of pace.
Fun could either mean innocent outing with a friend, or that they would go shoot some unlucky bastards, you never knew with Ruby. So he grabbed a bag and stuffed it with a few of his weapons and the owl mask he had worn and they first met. It would be a nice reminder if he had the chance to use it. Though he hoped Ruby didn’t expect to take him for a drive, that was something he’d have to refuse, that kind of hell was only reserved for emergencies.
He got to Grand Lux Cafe soon, expecting Ruby to be waiting for him there. It turned out he got there first, It made a scowl appear on his face and Jacob stood for a few minutes near the door to the café, looking for all intents and purposes just like any other person, waiting for someone, harmless. He shifted impatiently, looking behind him towards the shop, wondering if he had the time to go inside and order something.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Mar 3, 2016 18:37:40 GMT 2
[googlefont="Montserrat|Oswald"] [attr="class","bgfs"] [attr="class","somenights"]so what?!
[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me
[attr="class","naen"]Do you know that moment after a peaceful night, when you wake up with a sudden desire to kill? God, it felt good. Like jogging in the summer rain, or sunbathing. She didnt even get out of her bed completely and already looked around for her gun, almost falling off from the blanket when her hand launched at her knife on the nightstand. The gun was under her pillow as usual, but she wanted a silenced one today.
She sent Jacob a text saying to meet up at some caffe, nothing more nothing less, hopefully Grand Lux since it was the closest around. The truth was, Blackwood felt like all these times Jacob, Max and herself ended up in the same place at the same time, there was some awkward tension among them. Especially now after the events of the kidnapping, and what had happened at the hospital..with both Jacob and Max. The way they all broke down when the other was ont he hospital bed, they way their..friendship thingy sort of took turns, swirled and got tangled up with other things..luckily the heat of the moment matted had been resolved between the mercenary and the blonde, a while ago. But there was still something off, that tension she felt. It was like one event changed them or something equally stupid.
In a few minutes after sending the text, Red was placing her knife in her pocket and her gun in the back of her pants, walking out of the warehouse, since she had taken a weekend to crash there to hopefully relax, or zoom out from whatever problems she had in her personal life. Ryan was not around (or he didnt want to be seen) and Blackwood took advantage of that, like a sneaky little kid, grabbing a car's keys and driving to the Cafe. Drivers and pedestrians, beware.
The red car was parked near the Cafe, though lacking a a rearview mirror and having yet another pidgeon glued to the wheel. She could never avoid the bird. The trucks, cabs, cars and posts and such yes, but never the evil pidgeons. Ruby walked towards the cafe, spotting Jacob and giving him a friendly smile. "Morning. Did you wait long?" Her brows furrowed in an apologetical look, even though he knew how she drove, there wasnt much of a delay. [attr="class","mswtas"]  [attr="class","ndsf"]i shouldn't be crying
tears were for the weaker days
i'm stronger now or so i say, but something's missing
whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me
through the glass of a two-sided mirror,
and i just wanna scream what now?
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 3, 2016 18:47:45 GMT 2
Natalie held the plastic cup of black coffee between her hands. It was still steaming, and she hadn't yet pushed her mask up enough to take a drink. Gold glinted against her face that took the shape of a rather vintage harlequin mask. It was one of her favorites to wear out like this, and it made her look more sophisticated rather than a serial killer. Of course, in the race to be somewhat normal when in public, she gave the typical response to any questioning passer-by's that it was a summer costume party. Everyone in this town was far too oblivious or afraid to question further, and she liked it that way. Humming as she pushed out of the glass doors of the cafe, she watched the bustling shapes of other people. Quietly she draws her hood up, feeling a little bit more secure with it thrown up to disguise a majority of her visage. Maybe Nat just liked to be secretive and not be bothered, or she just really enjoyed the mysterious get up -- even her herself couldn't quite explain. Though as she was about to begin walking in the direction of the apartment complex, a masked bearing figure caught her eye. The shape of this assuming stranger's build was familiar, and the fact that they had a mask on their bag. Though what really clued her in was the messy tangles of dark hair. That was him alright. A smile played on her lips behind the confines of the pale mask she wore. " Oh, hey Ted! What's u--" She pauses mid jog to meet him, her eyes catching on the figure of Ruby almost immediately. For a second she didn't recognize the blond, but when she did her figure stiffened. Slowly she straightens her posture and steps back, concern forming a hidden frown on her lips. This could only go sour.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 3, 2016 21:04:14 GMT 2
---- In the middle ----- --- Of a jelly sandwich --- No more than five minutes should have passed, but Jacob was already growing impatient. You’d think with the way Ruby drove she’d be faster to reach her destination. Of course she could be coming on foot or using the subway, but who was he kidding, Ruby always found any excuse to take a car and cause chaos around the city. Quietly he ignored any of the people coming and going from the cafe, he had no interest in their lives, so he didn’t notice a peculiar masked girl exiting the building with a steaming cup of coffee.
He perked up when he heard the well familiar name, only one person called him Ted, and ohh, he wasn’t wearing his mask… by the time he noticed that detail Jacob had already turned towards Natalie, a small smile on his face. It was funny how they kept bumping everywhere, from that first time with the bear fiasco, to the beachy cafe, and other times too. It was so often he could practically consider her a tentative friend, or at least someone he wasn’t willing to stab anytime soon. Thought he’d like to go a little longer without showing her his face, a shame.
Before Natalie could even finish her sentence, there was the unmistakable sound of wheels screeching to a halt. Distantly Jacob heard someone swear, and from the red car, Ruby climbed off, looking no more ruffled than usual. Hmm, interesting situation, he wondered how Ruby would like to meet Natalie, I’d be like the one time he met her PD friend, except he wasn’t so close to Natalie. “Hey Ruby, I waited enough.” He said in greeting with a happy smile. “And Hello, Natalie. Fancy seeing you here, though we say that to each other a lot.” The same enthusiasm was shown to the masked girl.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Mar 3, 2016 22:38:54 GMT 2
[googlefont="Montserrat|Oswald"] [attr="class","bgfs"] [attr="class","somenights"]so what?!
[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me
[attr="class","naen"]Crap, she made him wait. Well, in truth, she did try not to burn some red lights, but after the universe had proven how she should just get all the stops in the city, Ruby got sick of them and drove carelessly like the usual.
At first she had only seen Jacob, waiting against the cafe's wall with a bag (ready for fun hopefully). But then out of no where, some masked girl just materialised near. What. Why was someone copying Jacob's masked style? Why was she calling someone --apparently Pierce -- Ted? And most importantly what the hell was going on? Blackwood just wanted to find out what this dudette's deal was.
"Sorry for that, the traffic was shittier than the usual." She'd reply in somewhat of a noticeable Israeli accent, an amused smile directed at the man. Her hand flicked towards the car and locked it using the little key-remote thingy, before putting it in her pants' pocket and making her way closer to the two. Her blue, metallic glare wandered briefly across this stranger's frame, the light feeling of a deja vu making Ruby feel disoriented for a second. The blonde raised a hand to her hair and flipped some golden locks on her shoulder, adjusting the corner of her blouse with just a brush of her palm while now standing in front of Jacob and this girl. "Hey. Friend of yours?" So far, so good. Ruby had a non hostile, pretty much just curious expression on her face for now.
But like, how many people wear masks in full sight? Are people mentally retarded to just..not question shit? Did this girl think she'll get a new life with each mask? Slowly it came back to Ruby on why earlier she had that moment of deja vu. She raised a hand, placing it on top of Jacob's shoulder, in a friendly manner, while the other one went into her white pocket, still glaring at the brunette. "I'm Ruby." Eventually the pocketed hand got moved for a handshake. One that will turn dominant on the blonde's part, for her wrist would lightly, not noticeable to the unknowing eye, rotate so her hand would be on top of Nat's own, and her shake would be a bit less firm. Body language was animalic, but werent all emotions too? Her eyes went straight for the left orb of the brunette, which was known to make the connection between a woman's love of being watched, admired, and the respective part of her brain. Science said it made them smile absentmindedly, it didnt work on men, but Ruby was curious if she'll have to stand her ground or play pretend. Both were similar. Did she need to take a step towards Nat, to add to the intimidation? Hopefully not, but she'd lean ahead a bit if needed. [attr="class","mswtas"] [attr="class","ndsf"]i shouldn't be crying
tears were for the weaker days
i'm stronger now or so i say, but something's missing
whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me
through the glass of a two-sided mirror,
and i just wanna scream what now?
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 4, 2016 4:24:41 GMT 2
Natalie's uncertainty faded to a rich enthusiasm as Jacob greeted her. "Hei kompis!" (Hey! Friend!) It was just a friendly Norwegian greeting, although it only made her accent more notably on her English spoken words. Oh well. Though, she let her amusement and excitement buffer for a moment as her pale eyes found Ruby. The woman looked stiff to the mask laden girl, like some sort of wolf trying to front off another.
What would she do next? Start growling and barking? Nat had to stifle a giggle, and let nothing come out of her besides a happy little hum. The way she positioned her hand made the masked girl all the more curious, it was a dominant position, a gesture meant to overlay her own hand. She didn't quite appreciate that; who did this woman think she was? A pawn?
Furrowing her brow, she displays a firm, gloved palm in a gesture of 'please wait'. With a deep huff she takes her mask off of her face and moves it to let it hang off of her belt. Once satisfied, she pushes a straying lock of wild, curly hair out of her face and adjusts her stance. "I thought I recognized you from somewhere, Ruby! I liked your blouse more than the get up you have now though, it was really pretty." Natalie boasts happily, quick to extend a firm hand that would not simply bend under the weight of Ruby's dominant hand. "Korleis har du det? How are you?"
Once she was satisfied with the length of the handshake, she simply withdraws her hand while rising her coffee to her lips. Her brows rise upward and she focuses on Jacob for a second, before just laughing. "I honestly didn't think I'd see you here, Ted. Though, I've said that at least ten times now -- right?" She questions, giving a happy grin. Natalie moves her eyes to the mask on Jacob's bag and perks up, stepping forward some. "Ooh! I really like that one. Though, I guess if you wore it I would have to call you a hoot."
Natalie purses her lips together to stifle a snort. She knew she wasn't funny, but it was this cringe worthy greet talk that made it so the pair hadn't stabbed each other into hell and back yet.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 4, 2016 19:05:47 GMT 2
---- In the middle ----- --- Of a jelly sandwich --- He wanted to ask if the traffic was shittier or if Ruby was the one who made it shittier, because he’d be inclined to believe the later was true. But he didn’t had much of a chance to say anything, because Ruby noticed Natalie, and immediately was like a tension grew all around them, that wasn’t good, they were supposed to talk and be friendly. What the hell went wrong? “We’ve met a few times by accident, it’s kinda of funny actually.” He told Ruby, trying to keep the mood casual and friendly.
But this was already beyond his control, apparently the girls had already met each other, Natalie was even comfortable enough to take off her mask, or maybe it was just Jacob who was obsessive with hiding everything about himself. “Uhhh… You know each other already? That’s unexpected.” And slightly terrifying. That weird handshake the two just shared seemed to be a pretty good clue on how this meeting would go.
And Natalie was so perky too, but he suspected that was just her usual mood, it’s funny how she didn’t even remarked on his lack of mask, he’d think it’d be a novelty to his face, he almost felt offended that there was no reaction. “We do, yes. I’d think you’re stalking me.” He chuckled lightly, clearly not being serious. “And thanks, though I think Ted is a better name.” He grabbed the owl mask and put on, before turning to Ruby with a happy smile, she should remember it from when they met.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Mar 4, 2016 20:35:14 GMT 2
[googlefont="Montserrat|Oswald"] [attr="class","bgfs"] [attr="class","somenights"]so what?!
[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me
[attr="class","naen"]What the fuck was the chick saying? Was that some sort of swearing? Insulting without letting them know? And why the hell do people say the same thing in both languages? Wait, was she trying to keep her dignity under Ruby's handshake? Woah there tiger. --The blonde's thoughts snapped.
Aww, this Natalie probably thought that if she tried to put Ruby back in her place, that would settle things. Well, spoilers, it didnt. Ruby took her hand off of Jacob's shoulder, and placed it softly on top of Natalie's hand, same purpose-- showing dominance. And her smile would be for a momnt one of a porcelain doll, only there for show, while the eye contact with the woman lasted, as well as the handshake. Ruby'd let this small mistake slip, if only she played nice later on. Not probable."I'm great, thanks, you?" At least her words were coated in a friendly cheerfulness, hoping to match the two's own. The comment about the blouse flew past the blonde, not caring much for outfit plesantries. "I like your mask though." That was semi-honest. She liked the concept of a mask, the mask itself, but just because it was Natalie's -- someone who turned out to have met multiple times with Jacob before -- just made Ruby slightly dislike that one mask.
Slow down a bit, stalking? This was so messed up. Stalkers were literally the only thing Ruby hadnt heard of, nor experienced, in Chicago so far. Someone had to ruin that for Jacob apparently. "Such coincidences, are you sure no one is stalking anyone?" The blonde added that with a smile and a chuckle, looking at Jacob for a second, before inspecting any reaction on the exposed face of the brunette. Oh damn how she loved to read in their soul.
Rule #39: There is no such thing as coincidence.
Rule #16: If someone thinks they have the upper-hand...break it.
Rule #35: Always watch the watchers.
Ruby's mind got swamped with thoughts, plotting ahead (a bit against, too) on what the actual deal was with this girl and her thing for copying Jacob: wearing masks, frequenting the same locations as him, seeming a bit too excited to see him..even though Red understood that they had already seen each other a few times. Pierce got his mask, a very familiar and nostalgia - inducing owl mask. Blackwood gave him her attention, offering a fond smile. "Aww, that mask brings so many memories. You're going to make this date sappy!" With another chuckle, Ruby gently nudged the man's shoulder, meaning it all playfully; but that hopefully also told Natalie to calm her tit-- excitement. No one's winning the lottery here.
Who the hell is Ted though? [attr="class","mswtas"] [attr="class","ndsf"]i shouldn't be crying
tears were for the weaker days
i'm stronger now or so i say, but something's missing
whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me
through the glass of a two-sided mirror,
and i just wanna scream what now?
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 5, 2016 4:32:59 GMT 2
Natalie sipped lazily on her coffee. She had a relaxed demeanor, and it was truthful that she probably just didn't give a fuck. When had she given a fuck about what another person thought? ... Her brow scrunches slightly and she hums to herself, giving a little of a subconscious shrug. Probably with her mother and sister, that was about it. Not even her older cousin -- who had been more of a big brother -- made her give two shits about what he thought. He had been awfully persuasive too.
"Huh? Stalking? Haha, that would just be weird." Nat states when she comes to while giving Ruby a quizzical look. The only person doing the stalking here was that creepy blond bitch anyways. Christ, what was wrong with her jaw bones? She almost looked like a square! Becoming amused again, she laughs softly. Though, it'd just seem like she was amused by the situation -- considering she'd probably laugh at a funny looking shadow if given the chance.
Natalie looks between the two, but gives Jacob a supportive smile. "Hva pokker driver du med?" (What the hell are you doing?) She couldn't help but mutter under her breath. Though, she shrugged off the stinging feeling of being a cornered animal and took to running her fingers over her mask on her belt. "But hey, I was just going to go back to my flat -- unless you guys are going to order some coffee? I wouldn't mind sticking around."
She looks to Jacob for the answer, considering all she felt she'd get from Ruby was a scowl.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 6, 2016 2:18:13 GMT 2
---- In the middle ----- --- Of a jelly sandwich --- Jacob kept shifting his eyes from Ruby and Natalie, unsure of what was going on right now. They seemed polite enough with each other, exchanging handshakes, and more weirdly, compliments. He wondered if there wasn’t some sort of insult between the lines that went flying over his head. But he couldn’t really complain or call any of the two out, because neither of them were being outwardly hostile, there was just this tension permeating the air that could be cut with a knife if Jacob bothered to try. Even his meaningless stalker comment caused tension, and in retrospect, he now realized how that could have sounded to Ruby. “It’s crazy, and definitely not what’s happening.” He shot a look at Ruby, trying to tell her everything was fine with just his eyes.
But by sheer determination, Jacob wanted to keep things friendly, and for a moment he thought he was accomplishing something when Ruby commented on his mask. “We can kill more critters and it’ll be less sappy if that’s a problem.” He said with a chuckle before turning back to Natalie.
At first he wasn’t sure how to react, he shot a look at Ruby to gauge her reaction. Should he push things and try to make them a little friendlier? or should he spare everyone the drama and just dismiss Natalie? That sounded a bit mean to her, she was a fun acquaintance, why did Ruby dislike her so much? They could share murder tales or something like that. “Uhhh… I’m not sure what we were going to do…?” He glanced at Ruby, as if asking her whet they were doing. “I’m sure we can spare a few moments for a coffee, though… right Ruby? C’mom, it could be fun.” He pushed his mask up so Ruby would see his hopeful smile.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Mar 7, 2016 18:17:31 GMT 2
[googlefont="Montserrat|Oswald"] [attr="class","bgfs"] [attr="class","somenights"]sweet jelly
[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me
[attr="class","naen"]Oh really? No stalking? Why did Ruby have a hard time believing that..Not even Jacob managed to assure her of that fact, mostly because he had a history of being completely oblivious sometimes. Like now.
Ruby was sort of trying (key word right there) to keep a friendly, even happy facade. After all the two had masks, she might as well wear her own too - which was less of a defense tool for her. But one to keep others safe. She smiled as Jacob mentioned the critters, but there was a small problem.
The brunette seemed to know Jacob without a mask, he was comfortable enough around her to talk about killing critters, and he sure didnt hold back to flail the owl mask. How much did he actually know about this Natalie? Even more, how well did Natalie know Jacob? This whole business was getting more and more suspicious as each minute passed. But Blackwood wasnt going to let some sketchy, petty wannabe get too close to Jacob and then attempt anything, like hurting him directly or putting him in danger. Pierce didnt deserve to go through anything of the sort, but he deserved to have people watch his back in moments like this, when street rats circled him. It didnt seem to be a problem so advanced into creating trouble though, Natalie refered to Jacob as Ted, and he had refused to let his real name slip. Ah, gotcha.
But Jacob just didnt get it. Were Ruby's signs of not liking Natalie, not obvious enough? Apparently not. God, when will you learn to pick up hints.. THe woman let out a sigh to herself, bored of only thinking she'd have to put up with the brunette's changing personality. She proved last time she met Ruby how much of a bipolar bitch she could be. "Yeah, we can grab some coffee. I wanted to talk to you anyway." Talks..that wont require a stalker. At the moment, there were thousands of ways Red planned to make Natalie crawl away. And if she discovered whatever anxiety problems the brunette had, the game was almost won. Going through panic attacks and trust issues was a great way to learn about them, and through the years, the Israeli figured out how to exploit what made herself scutter away, and use it against everyone else. Entering in the cafe after you just left? Must be awkward for Natalie.. [attr="class","mswtas"] [attr="class","ndsf"]i shouldn't be crying
tears were for the weaker days
i'm stronger now or so i say, but something's missing
whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me
through the glass of a two-sided mirror,
and i just wanna scream what now?
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 7, 2016 23:54:56 GMT 2
Natalie regarded the cafe and gave a bit of a shrug that seemed majorly to herself. She liked it in the cafe anyways, it wasn't too crowded and it certainly wasn't boring. She found it funny that people would yell over silly things like not getting two cubes of sugar. Why could anyone be so self centered?
Maybe she should of been asking that question a few minutes ago when presented with the 'big bitch' of the block. Though, Natalie really wasn't the type to give a shit about people that weren't her friends. Besides, if she wanted to try and act like some sort of rabid mutt, then Nat would just subconsciously treat her like one.
"Hey Ted? I found a super cool warehouse with a shit ton of masks in it. It was amazing. If you want I can show you the area sometime -- it might be as fun as that hunt on seaside." Natalie chimes happily, giving a jovial smile.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 8, 2016 21:46:19 GMT 2
---- In the middle ----- --- Of a jelly sandwich --- Maybe Jacob made the wrong choice. Ruby didn’t seem convinced that Natalie was not a stalker, but really, if she was, Jacob would know. He’d dealt with stalkers before, there was none of the creepy following him home, they just so happen to go around the same places for jobs, right? He didn’t want to suspect Natalie, they’ve met a couple of times and she was fun to be around, but he’d be the first to admit he was a paranoid bastard, and with Ruby’s doubts, he realized that he didn’t actually know the girl all that well. Well, he’d keep an eye on her, and although it was a bit too late to hide his face, for now the owl mask would stay. He pushed the mask back over his face, she wasn’t supposed to see his face, that bothered him a little, but he supposed his curly hair was a bit of a giveaway, he’d keep that in mind.
He shot Ruby a curious look, she wanted to talk to him? He doubted anything would be said in front of a stranger. He was curious to what it could be, but for now they’d have coffee and hopefully they could know a bit more about Natalie. He entered inside the coffee shop, expecting the girls to follow his lead. There were a few people inside, who shot them strange looks, probably because of the two masked people sauntering around, but he was used to that. He chuckled at Natalie’s suggestion. “Why is there masks in a warehouse?? I bet it’s a front for something.”
His eyes running around the place, Jacob saw a few available tables, and pointed one for the girls to see. “You two can chose a corner, if you want. I can grab the coffee” His voice was pleasantly light, before he turned towards the barista to place his order. He’d only get for Ruby and himself, since he didn’t know Natalie’s tastes, and she already had a coffee anyway.
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Post by Ruby Blackwood on Mar 13, 2016 15:16:05 GMT 2
[googlefont="Montserrat|Oswald"] [attr="class","bgfs"] [attr="class","somenights"]sweet jelly
[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me
[attr="class","naen"]Warehouse full of masks, ugh. Ruby had the idea that Natalie was lying just for fun, or maybe the brunette was just trying to impress people, and failing obviously. Ruby really didnt care from what sort of black hole this Natalie crawled out of, as long as she stood away from Jacob and did not harm him in any way. Because what she did to Jacob..Ruby would do ten times to the brunette. The part with the 'hunt on the seaside' just plainly sounded like the girl really had nothing better to do than run around like a 5 y/o hunting shells or crab remains. The Israeli followed as Jacob entered the cafe, tucking her hands in her pockets. One grabbed her phone and checked the time, absentmindedly also checking for any message or call notifications, but luckily nothing popped out. Thank god. One day, she just wanted one day to relax and have some fun with Jacob. "Could be just a store's warehouse. Wouldnt get involved with it, people check their inventory like a routine. Dont you like paranoia?" She shot Natalie Green a quick look at the end, basically telling her in a 'subtle' way that she did not trust her, before looking back at Jacob and giving him a nod at his instructions. "We'll be over there." Ruby was not going to leak Pierce's name around this little masked wannabe, if he didnt tell it himself, then he had a reason for it. The blonde would move a small strip of hair behind her ear, approaching the empty table and situating herself next to the window, leaving space next to her if Jacob wanted to sit on the same bench. "So, Natalie. Love your Nordic accent, where are you from, exactly?" One this Blackwood was good at, pointing accents. She was really familiar with the Middle Eastern ones, and Central European alike, but the ones from the North she hadnt had much experience with until now. It much looked like Red had dropped the hostility, from her simply curious glare and the way she sat at the table, with her elbows on the wooden surface and her hands linked right under her chin. [attr="class","mswtas"] [attr="class","ndsf"]i shouldn't be crying
tears were for the weaker days
i'm stronger now or so i say, but something's missing
whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me
through the glass of a two-sided mirror,
and i just wanna scream what now?
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 13, 2016 18:36:09 GMT 2
 you cant surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep Natalie followed after the two. She kept her distance, following them like a shadow. Her eyes carefully checked Ruby's posture, and Nat swore that if 'bitch' had a scent, the place would reek. Though, she kept her own distaste for the woman behind a neutral smile and inquisitive eyes. The dark haired girl sat down opposite of Ruby, her cold blue stare flicking over the blond. Her head tilted at the question, and she gave a laugh. Jacob knew a bit of her backstory, but she was going to give as much information to this over-possessive sand crotch as a brick wall would give an angry police investigator 20 leagues from the crime. " Norway," she answers with a simple smile. She would of made a remark about Ruby's earlier mentioned comment of the warehouse, but she wasn't feeling it. While speaking, Nat tents her hands beneath her chin briefly before absently lowering one to tug on a hoodie string. |
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