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Kara x Zephyrine
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Jun 23, 2015 08:31PM
Emerson bit her lip before breaking into a smirk. "Sure," she said, standing up and taking off her jacket. She only paused for a second before slipping out of her dress as well standing only in her bra and panties, not caring that Bones was probably watching. She set it on the bench before lifting herself up on the rail of the dock and diving in smoothly.
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Bones did in fact watch her as she slowly undressed. Can't help but watch some one as beautiful and universally sexy as her get undress. Once she jumped in he smirked and stood up as well. He slipped his own jacket off as well before bending over and taking off his socks and shoes, then came off the pants and lastly his shirt, revealing how unimaginably ripped he was. Once he was standing in only his boxers he climbed over the railing as well and jumped in.
As Emerson resurfaced from ducking when Bones jumped in, she studied his body. If she still didn't believe in sexiness, then Bones was definitely starting to change her mind. In attempt to swipe certain thoughts from her mind, she ducked her head under the water, swooping her hair back so it wasn't plastered to her face. It didn't help, because Bones still looked the same, but she figured she looked stupid herself.
Emerson couldn't think of anything to say, so instead, she swooped her hand through the water to splash him, her face breaking into a grin.
Emerson couldn't think of anything to say, so instead, she swooped her hand through the water to splash him, her face breaking into a grin.
Bones laughed when she splashed him and splashed her right back. Then before she could splash him again he went under the water and swam away. He loved swimming, it always relaxed him, in away a lot of other things couldn't. He swam far away from the dock before popping back up above the water. "Try and get me now sweetheart" he called jokingly.
Emerson rolled her eyes when he ducked below water but protested with, "Hey-!" when he swam away, trying to swipe one of his ankles but missing terribly. When he broke water again, she chuckled and dove after him, swimming like a mermaid or whatever she'd seen little girls do before. She shot up in front of Bones and used both hands to splash him this time, laughing.
Bones laughed softly and grabbed onto her hands, and pulled her close, before briefly dunking her under water. "There now we're even" he said jokingly once she was back above water. He smirked a bit and let her go be swimming away a bit, and floating on his back. "So what would you be usually doing?" he asked.
Emerson laughed, smoothing her hair back again as she swirled her hands in the water. "What do you mean? Like at night?" She furrowed her brow, ducking her shoulders below the water and leaning back to look at the stars.
"Yeah what are you usually doing with your nights" Bones asked and turned his head a bit to look at her rather then the sky. "Do you man the store all night or go out and party?" he asked jokingly. He didn't figure her for either of those answers, though he kind of suspected she was more of the stay in type of person. Though that doesn't mean she not rocking some liquor at home.
"I swear, that night I was only out-" Emerson stopped when she remembered Bones had no remembrance of bumping into her at that club. "I usually stay home... And read." She pursed her lips. "Or I'll go out for a walk or something. The shop is closed at night, but the infirmary isn't, so I have to be careful." She shrugged under the water. "What about you?"
Bones decided against giving her all the sordid details, since she already seemed disgusted by him being a Nazi, though he doesn't understand why. It was over sixty years ago. "I usually go out and party with some friends or something" he said with a smile. "Or I stay in with Copper once in a while as well"
Though Emerson knew that obviously wasn't all he did at night, she accepted that he was trying not to bother her again; which was really thoughtful when she considered it. For some reason, the fact that his cat was so much older than her unsettled the angel, though she didn't know why. "And during the day? Do you have a job or something?" For all Emerson knew, he could sleep all day if he was usually up all night.
"I own several businesses in town and around the world so I usually don't work but this time I got a job at an auto shop. I like working on cars" Bones said with a smile and moved so he was standing up right, instead of floating on his back.
"Oh yeah?" Emerson stayed floating, waving her arms to wade. "So you do it for fun, then, right? What kinds of places do you own?" She turned to face him, giving one last glance at the rising moon. She smoothed her hair back again, annoyed that it kept plastering to her hair. Recently she'd been considering chopping it all off, but it hadn't been short since she first came to the States.
Bones shrugged, "You name it I've owned it" he said. "From stock brokerages to the flea market downtown" he said jokingly with a smile. "That pretty much how I get all my money. I have to change the name on the leases every few years because well humans don't live forever. But I have guys who do it for me" he said.
"You're a pretty powerful man- er, demon," Emerson replied with an arched eyebrow, pushing herself to stand in the water and face Bones. "Do you like to do anything?" She laughed. "I mean, other than seduce young women to kill? Like a hobby or something?"
Bones smiled and nodded slightly, "Yeah I like working on cars" he said and chuckles softly. "I like to buy old classics and then restore em." he and looked at Emerson. "I have a ware house in Germany full of cars that I've restored. Though I haven't really done that in a while. Other then working in the auto shop"
Emerson nodded in appreciation. "I used to go to car shows..." She trailed off, not mentioning that it had usually been with Kylist. "I haven't been in a while, though." That was how she had gotten connected with the family she had bought her VW Thing from, since they hadn't been made since the seventies.
Bones nodded slightly, "That pretty cool." he said and chuckled slightly. "I've stolen a few cars from car shows" he said with a smirk. "I just pick pocketed from the owner and drove off." he said and nodded slightly. "Then I'd fix it up a bit and bring it to the ware house in Germany."
Emerson rolled her eyes. "Of course," she replied. She waded in silence for a moment, pursing her lips as she stared at him. "Bones? The other night, with the drinking game? What upset you so much?" It kind of seemed an unsafe question, but she was already getting tired of the small chat (which was something that easily bored her).
"I don't particularly like talking about my past" Bones said and sighed softly before swimming back to the dock. He was fine talking about none personal stuff like being a Nazi or stealing cars normal stuff. He pulled himself back up onto the dock and walked over to the bench where he kept his clothing.
Emerson scoffed, cursing herself for even bringing it up. "I didn't mean we have to," she called, swimming after him. She pulled herself onto the dock and waited a minute, wringing out her hair before tugging her dress on and grabbing her flats. "I'm sorry," she huffed, pinching her lips together. "I do this thing... Where I talk exactly when I shouldn't, and don't talk when I should." She paused before walking back to the beach, wondering if she'd just ruined something again.
Bones rung out his boxes as best he could while keeping them on and them pulled his shirt on. He decided against putting pants on, not wanting to look like he peed his pants or something. He quickly put his shoes back on and shoved his socks in the pocket of his jeans before jogging to catch up with Emerson. "No it makes sense that you'd ask. I just don't like talking about..... personal history"
"Yeah, I get it." Emerson turned her head to look at him, pulling her brown leather jacket on. "I'm sure I would be the same way, too. If I actually remembered enough of it." She shrugged. "What I do remember I don't want to discuss." She gave him a tired, wary smile. "I've a bottle of rum that needs drinking..." She trailed off, gesturing in the general direction of her home. "Want to come over?"
Bones smiled small and nodded slightly, "Yeah okay" he said and walked back towards town with her, his pants hanging over his shoulder. "Run is my second favorite alcoholic beverage. And I'm not afraid to say that Peach Schnapps is my first" he said jokingly with a smirk. "Make a Fuzzy Naval and I golden" he said jokingly.
Emerson laughed, shaking her head. "I've actually never had it before, so. She stepped out onto the sidewalk, not bothering to pause and slip her shoes back on. She would just have to watch out for glass or anything else in the way. "I kind of bought it without thinking it through, but now I'm glad I did."
"Rum burns on the way done, but it gets what you want done" Bones explained, meaning it got you drunk quick, well for humans anyway. Him it took a little more, stupid demon tolerance. Thousands of years of drinking probably helped with the tolerance as well though so he can blame his age as well.
Emerson chuckled. "Sounds fine to me."
When they finally reached her apartment/store, she pulled out her keys and unlocked the place, holding the door open for Bones before leading him behind the desk-counter and motioning up the ladder. The apartment section was neat and had a cabin feel to it, with one room that was the living, dining and kitchen and another that was the bedroom which separated off into the bathroom. She didn't bother with a separate laundry room as there was one in the basement.
"Sit down," Emerson told him, passing the couch and quickly disappearing into the bedroom, reappearing with two towels. She handed one to Bones before grabbing the rum from the liquor cabinet. "I have a drier if you want me to toss in your clothes."
When they finally reached her apartment/store, she pulled out her keys and unlocked the place, holding the door open for Bones before leading him behind the desk-counter and motioning up the ladder. The apartment section was neat and had a cabin feel to it, with one room that was the living, dining and kitchen and another that was the bedroom which separated off into the bathroom. She didn't bother with a separate laundry room as there was one in the basement.
"Sit down," Emerson told him, passing the couch and quickly disappearing into the bedroom, reappearing with two towels. She handed one to Bones before grabbing the rum from the liquor cabinet. "I have a drier if you want me to toss in your clothes."
"No that fine" Bones said and dried off a bit before sitting down on the couch. "Not that wet anymore" he said honestly. The walk dried when off most off the way, his boxers were just a little damp now and his hair was just a curly mess. "So re angels even suppose to be drinking?"
Emerson nodded, settling the towels across a couple of chairs next to a table that served as her 'dining room'. She took the bottle of rum and sat down next to him, pulling her legs up so she sat criss-crossed facing him. As she'd never drank rum before, she wasn't sure if it was supposed to be from glasses, so she asked, "Do you want a glass?" with an uncertain quirked eyebrow.
Bones smiled and nodded slightly, "Yeah a glass would be good" he said and laughed softly. "Probably be easier for both of just to drink that way, unless you want to share the bottle" he said, figuring she really wouldn't want to do that, which he was fine with.
"Oh-kay," Emerson said with a blush as she stood back up and grabbed a couple of glasses. Returning to the couch, she handed one to Bones after pouring some of the rum in both of the glasses and sitting down. "So..." she trailed off (something she seemed to be really good at). "Cheers?" It was the first thing to came to mind. One would think, after so many hundred years of being around, one would have some sort of filter. Or at least a stronger vocabulary to escape her mouth.
Bones watched her walk over to the kitchen and grab a glass and then come back down to sit. He chuckled slightly "Cheers" he said and clinked his glass against hers and then tossed back the rum. "So is this one of the first times you bought alcohol?" he asked a bit curiously. IT's not that she couldn't handle her liquor she just didn't seem like someone who would want too.
"Oh, no. I used to buy it all the time. I'm just not the one who would drink it." Emerson swallowed her drink and tipped her head to the side, realizing she hadn't answered his earlier question. "I'm not exactly sure if I'm technically allowed to drink." She furrowed her brow. "Probably not, other than the occasional wine."
Bones nodded slightly "Yeah that makes sense, body of Christ an all that jazz" he said, "Of blood of Christ I guess" he said, he wasn't really the religious type. Doesn't even believe that Lucifer is real, no one's seen him in thousands of years, so why would he. Just a bunch of huha.
Emerson smirked and refilled their glasses. "I knew what you meant. But honestly, I'm not even sure if they even pay me any mind anymore. It's not like I do a whole lot for the army, and I stopped following a lot of the rules a long time ago. There's too much else going on for them to pay attention to a medic anymore," she took her drink, not needing to actually mention the war. It was a subject that naturally hung in the air when angels were concerned. "It'd probably take a lot worse for me to get back in their 'disobedient servant' book again." She frowned. "I'm not sure what exactly that is, though."
"Angels have a rule book, dude that sucks" Bones said and chuckled softly. "Demons, we can pretty much do whatever the hell we want when he want. It's a free for all down in hell. You steal something, if your caught the owner gets to decide your punishment" he said and chuckled again, "Hurt or kill someone the victims family, if they care, gets to choose your punishment" he said with a smile. "No leaders, until there's a battle and then the most power around a certain area takes charge. Alpha dog type thing"
"Wouldn't that be a sort of anarchy?" Emerson questioned. "I couldn't handle that. Sometimes I wish I were a human, disgustingly enough," she told him honestly. "I think they started leaving me alone when I started working for Kylist, but I was too long gone to care."
"Yeah but they are usually pretty god while in hell. Crime doesn't pay down there. Punishment is worse then the crime usually" Bones said and shrugged slightly, "and they almost always get caught s it's really not worth it." he said "I couldn't handle being a human," he said. "Seems like life would be dull. I mean I've gone on several adventures, that are simply amazing"
"Who said you wouldn't be able to go in adventures as a human?" Emerson questioned with a raised eyebrow as she refilled their glasses again. She shot hers back after swirling the liquor around the bottom of the glass. "I mean, I don't actually want to be a human. I just wish I had some sort of innocence from everything."
"Would I have had been able to have fight with a Bunyip, get bitten and then run around hell high yelling about a large demonic chicken" Bones asked with a smirk, and that was only one of the more mild ones. "And innocence is over raided." he said jokingly with a smirk and drank what was in his glass.
"Would I have had been able to have fight with a Bunyip, get bitten and then run around hell high yelling about a large demonic chicken" Bones asked with a smirk, and that was only one of the more mild ones. "And innocence is over raided." he said jokingly with a smirk and drank what was in his glass.
"Aww, but it thought you were cute. For a demon, anyway. It probably would have preferred an angel," Emerson teased, refilling his glass and hers again. "But if I were human, I would be able to do a lot more than I can now. Not in terms of power, but an actual life." She sighed, leaning back slightly. "I don't know. Maybe then I would be wanting more of a life like this."
"Probably, besides what's the point of living if you only get sixty seventy years." Bones asked with a small smile. "And of course it thought I'm cute. I'm down right adorable" he said jokingly and tossed back his drink. "Everyone thinks I'm cute. Including you missy. I mean why else would you ask me out"
"I asked you out because I was afraid no one ever would," Emerson joked, tipping the bottle to his glass again. "Now I see why I had the foresight, of course. You're no fun." She smirked, tossing back her own drink and setting the glass on her leg for a moment.
Bones scoffed, "Excuse me but I'm a blast" he said and stood up. "Come on" he said and looked around for a moment. He saw a stereo on a shelf and walked over to it. He turned it on and turned it up, "You want fun then come on. Let's dance" he said and tossed back his drink real quick before setting the glass on the self.
"Wow, you know how to dance?" Emerson stood up, pulling her hair back and setting her glass on the coffee table before walking to Bones with a grin. "You sure are full of surprises. Next thing I know you'll be telling me you're actually an angel who's been sent to spy on me." She paused to listen to the beat and nodded her head. "Okay. Teach me your groovy ways, oh Bones."
"Of course I can dance" Bones said with a smirk and started moving his body to the music, and he was in fact very good dancing. "I'm not a angel but I can sing and do stand up comedy" he said a bit jokingly with a big smile. Then he grabbed her hand and made her start dancing with him.
"Basically the same thing as an angel." Emerson laughed and accepted his hand, swaying her hips in time with the music and Bones' dancing. After a moment, she just closed her eyes and continued to dance, hoping she didn't look like a bit of an idiot.
((I think if we get two more posts in tonight we'll have had three hundred posts in nine days and that's impressive (even though it's counting before we started and my one spam post :P)))
((I think if we get two more posts in tonight we'll have had three hundred posts in nine days and that's impressive (even though it's counting before we started and my one spam post :P)))
Bones smirked, "Don't exactly sing hymns" he said jokingly and kept moving to the music. "and I find that angels aren't all that funny" he said and laughed softly. He was joking of course, since she was the only angel he's ever had a real conversation with was her. She wasn't the most hilarious person ever but she definitely wasn't dull either.
((That's cool. What's the most comments you've ever had for a role-play before?))
