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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 11:29:51 GMT -6
Serenity scoffed at the compliment. Objectively yes she knew she was beautiful but that was rather superficially. The blonde hair and her eyes yes she was pretty but she had spent time with many other very good looking people so she never really considered it all that important. Yes she'd flip around her blonde hair around normals to get what she wanted but she knew she wasn't most people's version of hot. She needed more curves for that. A grin made it's way across her face as he started talking costume party, they may be sarcastically flirting with each other but it was still fun nonetheless. "Well you're the detective if you want to match I'm sure you can figure out what my costume is. And yes the green one is the one you'll need to talk to. I'm sure you can figure out what to say to her. You're intelligent that way." She would give Athena a heads up on the situation but she would leave the discussing of a new team of, she wouldn't say hero's exactly because no they wouldn't fight crime like most other super powered beings. They would be around to make sure what went bump in the night was only able to go bump, not say slaughter their way down the street. It was when he mentioned having a manor for a home base that she let a knowing smirk slip across her face. She reached down in her pocket and pulled out a key and slid it across the table. "There's a Native American Burial ground around most of the property, I'm sure you can figure out where it is." She had already gone and purchased the place, they could probably get the Titans to help outfit it with gadgets if they so desired. At least a comms system for emergencies. She took a sip of her coffee and poured herself a third cup once she reached the bottom of her mug. The food had finally arrived and while waffles did sound like a good idea she only tore off a piece to eat for herself and pushed the plate towards the starving magician. Words: 361 Notes: Yeah she's a show off Tagged: stephenjconstantine
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 14:48:40 GMT -6
"Oh come on," Constantine moaned, "I'm not psychic! You need to give me something to work on here! What, am I supposed to dress up as Han fucking Solo because he and I share sarcasm and stubbornness and call it a day?" His protests died down to a mumble, "Maybe I'll dress as the guy from Bladerunner, since I like trench coats and Harrison Ford." He drew his hands behind his head and sighed slowly as he thought about all the possibilities of having his own "team". Ironically, he didn't like working as a team, but the team leaders tended not to. Robin didn't like leading the titans, because he was a loser, back in the day. It was a need, rather than a want. The regular Titans couldn't take care of supernatural things just as he couldn't take care of all the things himself. Having Serenity as an asset would be...
The key scratched against the table as Constantine finished the thought aloud, "Interesting..." He picked up the key and turned it in his hands, then looked up at Serenity. Oh, she was clever and she knew it. That smirk would never disappear around him. If there's one thing smart people like, it's outsmarting someone who can outsmart you. "So, you bought the house that I wanted? How kind. Did you know I wanted it when you did so?" He slipped the key into his pocket then drank more of his coffee. The food arrived, and instead of eating the waffle unceremoniously tossed to him by Serenity, he pushed it back to her and ate his own food. He explained, "I'm paying, eat up."
WC: 275 Music: None Tagged: @reni
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 17:21:06 GMT -6
Serenity sipped her coffee, and grinned at his suggestions all very similar to what she could see herself wearing. "Alright the theme is hero's, original I know. I'll be one of the most popularized slave costumes in movies." Alright so it was a riddle but she was sure he'd have fun figuring it out. Detective or no this would be a very strange hodgepodge of a team. The Titans were hero's yes and they stopped the rule breakers. This new team was made out of people who played jump rope with the line. It would be an interesting team, especially with the arguments about who was in charge. The seer didn't care who was in charge, as long as she helped stop the ghosts from going supernova then she was content. She smirked at him and finished off her third cup of coffee and poured her forth cup of coffee. She knew she was slowly becoming addicted to the sludge but it was alright with her if she didn't wake up in a terrified sweat every night. As he looked at the key she could see him thinking, it was almost an audible creature of it's own. "Well as you know a magician never reveals their secrets so why would I then?" Snarky was the name of the game. She grinned at him, he may be paying but she was not hungry. Yes she could eat the waffles but she had other things that needed to get done that day before someone tried to rob her deposit box. "I would but I need to be going, things to do you know how it goes." She would have liked to stay and finish another cup of coffee but there were titans that she needed to talk to before this afternoon and a paper she needed to finish on top of everything else. Days in jump were never boring. "I'll leave you to find the manor house. There's more indian burial grounds in the city limits then you might think" She may have been rather smug about the entire ordeal. She slid out of the booth with a grin on her face, "I guess I'll see you next time."[/font] Words: 348 Notes: none Tagged: stephenjconstantine
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 20:20:20 GMT -6
Serenity's clue made him laugh, since he mentioned Han Solo earlier in the conversation. It would appear he would stick to that plan. One of the most popular slave costumes was Princess Leia's costume in The Return of the Jedi. Even if he was wrong, he was still pretending to be Harrison Ford, and that meant he could act arrogant and sarcastic. For some reason that seemed to be what this girl liked. Sarcastic flirting was the plan. He sighed and rubbed his temple. More coffee.
"You aren't a magician," Constantine replied automatically responded without thinking about it, "I am. Doesn't it get boring knowing all my tricks?" Without a word, more coffee made its way into his cup and down his throat as he pondered what this girl really was up to. So mysterious in her ways, Serenity could be using him.
She didn't eat on the date, typical. Then, to Constantine's surprise, she made an excuse and stood up. Oh no, Constantine slid out of the booth with her and gently grabbed her hand, Oh come on, do it. In a smooth motion, he stood up and hugged her gently. Quietly, he whispered in her ear, "Take care of yourself Serenity." Then, almost like he wasn't in his own body, he found his lips drawn closer to hers...
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 20:54:16 GMT -6
Serenity found herself in the magician's arms. She hadn't exactly been celibate these last few years but so soon after being captured she wasn't ready. She could still feel so many other peoples hands on her, most of them not kind. True she did tend to bounce back faster then most people just because she knew what would be happening in the future, but this... This was not something she was able to deal with only a week after her arrival here. She felt his hand on her mutilated back and winced pushing slightly against his chest as he turned toward her, "I can't," She turned her head just as Sorina flew in the window giving a concerned look at the blondes in front of her. She watched as Serenity made her way through the door leaving Constantine behind, she gave the magician a shrug and went to follow her blonde through the doors. While Sorina's stint in isolation had made her very concerned for the blonde. So she just flew through the door slamming in her face and went outside, "Too soon?" Sorina landed on Serenity's shoulder and brushed her head against the girl. It looked almost catlike but the dove didn't care. Especially when she felt her blonde stroke her feathers, yes the blonde was acting like she was alright but she wasn't. No she would need time to recover. Words: 233 Notes: sorry for the bad post, it's all my muse will allow Tagged: stephenjconstantine
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