Log: Ongoing

[browning-baby.livejournal.com]

When; September 9th, night
Rating; PG for language
Characters; Anita browning_baby and Sands blind_shot
Summary; Sands and Anita talk business
Log;

Anita finished gearing up for her evening. For most women, this would be a coat of makeup and overdone hair, but for her, it meant settling her Browning in its customary spot in her shoulder holster. She’d found a place that had some clothes for someone her size, and the boots she’d spied there were beyond hope. Three inch heels, ending just over the knees and enough room in the top to slide the knife she’d brought with her into the top.

Really, what more could a girl ask for?

Oh, yeah. Another knife to match that one.

Finally done, she went to the lobby to await the agent.

She’d never been overly fond of dealing with agents, but she’d learned how to deal with them. This one, though, didn’t seem like he’d be as easy to freak out as most were.

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"But it's your job to shoot me for doing it? There's a real flaw in your logic." Sands wasn't bullshitting about being turned on by the position. She admitted to being part Mexican and right now his body is seriously confusing her with Aljerez. His hips rub against her unconsciously. He's now out of touch with reality in a dangerous way.

"Look into my eyes and kill me."

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Her hand twitches as his hips slide against her, but she doesn't allow it to move any more than a minor shudder.

"Never been asked to kill someone before."

Even though she's lying again, her free hand reaches up and yanks his sunglasses off, only to go wide eyed at what she sees.

Unconsciously, she moves back several steps, taking the gun with her.

"Holy shit..."

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When she moves away the spell is broken so suddenly it leaves him feeling weak. He sags against the wall with the gun hanging loosely at his side. Sheldon looks completely broken down and exhausted but it's more of a pause in him. His mind is sort of rewinding itself after the confusion. His own reaction to Anita surprised him. It wasn't just the things she had in common with Aljerez because Ran has some of those as well.
It's as if the woman radiates a weird and violent lust.

"No one is innocent here, Anita. Take your shot or let me go.

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"Ain't gonna shoot you," she mutters, feeling something warm slide down her spine. From the inside.

"You're right. No one is, but that's still no reason to go around shooting indiscriminately."

The marks flare up for a moment, concern radiating in her mind for an instant before she grits her teeth and tamps it down.

"I don't know what the fuck that was... are you... are you alright?"

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He believes her and holsters his gun, nodding as she lectures him on his shooting practices.
"I'll have you know I'm very choosy when murdering people." He's ready to make the appropriate noises in order for her to let him get back home to Rangiku. Until she admits to feeling something odd between them.

His brow furrows as he holds out his hand for the sunglasses she took off him.
"It's probably some city thing. You learn to just go with the flow here. It felt a lot better then the last prank."

Sands thought it was just him. The fact she experienced it as well keeps him from laughing it off. Otherwise her question about him being okay would send him into fits of giggles when she was holding a gun to him less then three minutes before.
"I'm fine. Don't I look it?"
Sands gives her a half smile to put her at ease.

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She moves to hand him his sunglasses, making sure they were in his hand before she let go. The Browning disappers back into its place, her security blanket back in place.

"Glad you enjoyed it so much."

She would never admit the odd warmth wsa still nestled under her skin.