shoveltoface: (Medium - Laughter)
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Francis as a boy had had a tree house, a pretty fucking fly tree house at that, up until he hit 12 he was the envy of the fucking block for his tree house. However as hormones started to kick in the girls were less interested in it and the guys were more about trying to chase the girls. Francis however had found computers and became attracted to them instead of chasing teenage girls, so his tree house was mostly forgotten, except by him. When the monsters started escaping that was where he had ran, armed with an Axe he had talked his dad into letting him get earlier in the year. He had hid there until he saw his mother come up the latter, he had been pulled from his childhood home and all of his youthful sheltering had faded.

And here years later He was proudly standing in his new home... which oddly resembled that of a treehouse from the inside. Thought it was the basement of a much larger house being rented out for less then 300 a month, fuck yes he jumped on that shit! And the old lady that owned the house told him if he helped out with stuff she needed she'd lower then rent to 200. Stuff like do her shopping and help with taking out trash since her sons all had moved away. He had spent the past two days unpacking before he printed off a silly card he made and took it tacking it to Sherry's door with the address and '7pm' written on the back.

When Seven rolled around he was just getting out of the shower and changed the house was filled with burning candles, vanilla scented, the place was fantastic but had a slight smell of having been shut off so long. Still he was completely in love with it.

Date: 2012-04-17 03:35 pm (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (delicate i think not)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
Sherry had been checking on how things were going at her apartment before getting back to the motel to get her gear that hadn't been shipped. Seeing the note she laughed grabbing it and her bag she checked out, leaving a message that all calls to her were to be directed to the apartment's phone.

By the time she found his place she was ten minutes late. Traffic had slowed her down. Sherry was dressed casually, considering she had gotten used to his geek nature. The G-carrier reached into her bag flicking off her phone, if she was needed they'd have to blow her cover. Last time that happened she had snapped the messenger's neck, so no one would break her cover.

Knocking on the door she slipped out of her jacket, since she wasn't riding it was a little too warm for it.

Date: 2012-04-17 04:00 pm (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (Told you kinda cute)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"Okay this is actually cuter than my place." She bit her lip a little, the candles were helping, she could imagine that if that wasn't the case she might loose her nerve for this job.

"Great, I've been darting around all day I think I only ate breakfast this morning." She giggled a little as she followed at a slower pace. It was interesting to see how others did it... carried on with life after an incident. He had turned to tech. She had been forced to become something she hated... Made her wonder how Claire and Leon coped. Pushing the thought from her mind she set her jacket and backpack down on the counter. The bag held her gun. Not the one that she had been given by the company, but one she had bought for herself.

"This place it really cozy."

Date: 2012-04-17 04:26 pm (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (flirty)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She chuckled a little. "Well then we do that tomorrow you'll have to come see my place. I'll cook. Well, that is if you don't mind something vegetarian. Not that I'm always like that, but it's kind of my thing, first night I cook in a new kitchen, has to be something without meat." It was pretty much so she could try to burn a smell into the place that wasn't 'human'. Though she never seemed to actually burn things when she cooked.

Sherry would rather not deal with fighting at the moment, she doesn't want to ruin her cover as a PR girl after all. Drawing her gun and popping off four rounds before the bag hits the floor might actually ruin it.

Date: 2012-04-17 04:46 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"Well to be honest it's kind of hard to screw up butter squash and stuffed peppers. Pop them in the oven for about half an hour and done."

She nodded. "I get off work tomorrow at about four. It'll take me a little while to get home, how about six? That will give me time to actually find the boxes of stuff for the kitchen."

Date: 2012-04-17 05:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She thought a moment. The weapons were already stashed away in their hidden panels so she didn't think she'd have to worry about that at least. Less he knew about what she really did the better. "If you want to help sure. I was going to wait until this weekend so I could set things up, the movers put the furniture in it's place at least, I just have all the damn boxes."

She gave a nod, "Sure, I'd love the tour."

Date: 2012-04-17 11:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"I guess I wasn't kidding when I said cozy, you could probably fit three of your apartment in mine. Though with my job, sometimes I have to entertain guests so just easier to have a larger place." She grinned. "I like this though." Windows could be a problem defensive wise, but she didn't want to point it out. Her place wasn't that much better, but it was on the forth floor, and she didn't have to worry about their bites at least.

"You know technically we're not even dating..." She grinned.

Date: 2012-04-18 12:39 am (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (civilian clothes)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She chuckled. "Know that feeling. Though it's more because I'm always so busy." She grinned finishing off an egg roll. "You want to show off don't you?"

Date: 2012-04-18 01:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
Trust... you shouldn't trust me at all. She didn't voice it though. There was just something about him, part of it wondered if it was because both of them were children cursed by the company. "Thank you, it's been a while since someone's said that to me." She hoped her pause wasn't too long, last thing she wanted to do was explain her internal thoughts to someone.

When he showed off the computer she studied it carefully, She knew that it was a bit more than what would be needed for web design. She half wanted to see what programs he used for hacking were, and which back doors he knew, but she had set herself up as not being into tech. Easy to hide in her place too. "You built this?"

Date: 2012-04-18 01:37 am (UTC)
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If you knew the real me you would be terrified of me. Really. She forced a chuckle wit his comment about the stupidity waiting. "Of course, stars! Can't forget those." She blushed a little. "Well, most people I talk to are more interested in seeing how much they can get me to bullshit for them to paint them in good light."

Date: 2012-04-18 02:36 am (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (shadows)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"There's a reason I can't," She stayed on the steps a moment debating just leaving. Instead she climbed up, rubbing her arm a little. "I don't think I'd ever really be happy... Not fully, and any chance of a normal life... Well you're lucky your father didn't turn you into one of his test subjects."

She knew she should stop. "Screw it I should go, and you should forget you met me. It would probably be safer for you in the long run."

Date: 2012-04-18 03:04 am (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (lab results)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"He became a monster and I fight every day to keep from becoming one because of him. His last act on earth was to try to kill me. I still carry the virus in me. Which is the only reason... Though you're one of a few people that know that." Which just proved to him that she trusted him. If she thought that he would have freaked at the news she wouldn't have said anything.

"No one who's come in contact with them are sane. we all hide it someway. Claire's probably the most sound out of those of us that escaped Raccoon. Her brother's absolutely nuts, but I heard that he was a little that way before hand... Kennedy, I don't know what he does other than he works for the government. And then there's others, Valentine, a handful of civilians... All of them thought that since my blood test showed that I was clean of the T I was safe." She didn't move, watching him carefully, her eyes showing her true emotions. "I figured out how to make the shots so I could keep taking them if I felt the pain from when Dad attacked me. But I haven't shown who I really am to anyone since I was thirteen." A small lie, but the only other person who knew really what she went through was dead. Which was why she was telling him.

Date: 2012-04-18 03:38 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She listened nodding. "I'm sorry about your dog. I was never allowed pets as a kid." She moved closer.

"At least now you know if I tell you to run, why. Or at least if I get cut to stay back. It'll heal, I always heal. And my personal padded room was a cabin in the middle of nowhere, where I did try to do myself in a few times." She shrugged. "Still around and I pretty much blew the cabin up around me so I know I'm tough to kill."

Date: 2012-04-18 04:01 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She nodded.

"Yeah... I don't know how bad it would be, I don't think it's as bad as if I had the T. And wish it was that awesome. Getting hit with a burning support beam isn't fun, and pulling metal rods out of your chest sucks. If I didn't heal I wouldn't have survived." She shook her head.

"You did what you had to to survive. Just, please if I tell you to run do it. I... You're the first person besides my Uncle who knows all this. He... As far as I know he's dead. Killed on a mission. I don't know who else knew that he told." She did, but she had already told him far too much. Looking at his hand she took it, showing off some of her strength squeezing it slightly, not enough to do damage, but enough to show that she wasn't kidding about not being human. "And so you know that's really not all of it. Just didn't want to tell you I can bench press a truck. Guys usually don't like their female friends to be stronger. And, if you want to back out of dinner tomorrow I'll understand."

Date: 2012-04-18 04:29 am (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (don't leave)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She blushed a little but nodded, the blush deepening when he kissed her cheek. Unable to think of anything else to do she wrapped her arms around him, being careful not to hug too tight, her eyes closed as she hugged him. The smell of the Chinese food was still enough to mask his scent.

"I'd rather you just run if I have to fight. Please, I don't have many friends."

Date: 2012-04-18 04:47 am (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (Gimme the wine you jerk)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"I'll try to. If me meeting up with you is going to be dangerous to you I won't risk it. I won't be responsible for anyone's death okay? I lost so much I can't risk it. I won't."

She did step back bringing him with her, only because she was worried if she didn't, and she caved in fully her knees would buckle. "I will always try to find a way to get word to you though, so you know I'm okay."

Date: 2012-04-18 12:08 pm (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (Can dress her up)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She was silent a moment but nodded. "I'll try to remember you're not fragile okay." She did glance up at the stars though, part of her wishing she was normal, so they wouldn't have had to have the conversation. "Thank you, I guess I just needed to tell you what you were making friends with. That way, I'd know if you were going to freak out."

Date: 2012-04-18 08:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"Well I won't let you have to okay?"

She bit her lip a moment. There were still lies that she had told him, after all she was kind of working for Umbrella, but only until she could figure out how to take them down without getting anyone she cared about or that they cared about killed. "Well, it's only fair, since both of us have the same past in a way."

Date: 2012-04-18 09:39 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
That was a little unexpected, him asking her to leave, though she nodded. "Guess this means I should at least find out where the dishes got placed so I can unpack those."

Date: 2012-04-19 03:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She watched him and did follow, though instead of stepping down she jumped down, landing softly on the floor in a crouch before standing.

"I've had a lot of practice moving fast."

Date: 2012-04-19 01:13 pm (UTC)
weaponmadeperfect: (shhhhhhh our secret)
From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
"Really? I don't think about it anymore. Might be part of the virus's gifts." She gave a faint grin. "Because I remember being clumsy before it. Fell down into the sewers in Raccoon.

Date: 2012-04-19 05:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
With that she laughed. "Yeah, not the best place to fall, and really couldn't take a shower until hours later." She grabbed her bag slipping it on as she slid out the door.

Her bike was next to his car, no helmet, but she really didn't worry about things like that.

Date: 2012-04-20 02:44 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] weaponmadeperfect
She gave a small smile. "Didn't really have time to worry about it then. Was dealing with other issues."

She grinned when he mentioned a ride on her bike. "Oh for the whole unmanly bit should do it and take you to Old town in Albuquerque, It's a few hours ride from here, all open desert"

Date: 2012-04-20 04:10 pm (UTC)
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"Well, how about I give you a ride some time... and you teach me how to use a computer? I mean I know the basics, turning it on, but everything else is Greek to me." And it would be a good way to figure out how good he really is.

When The Levee Breaks

If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break,If it keeps on rainin, levees goin to break, When the levee breaks Ill have no place to stay. Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan, Lord, mean old levee taught me to weep and moan, Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home, Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well. Dont it make you feel bad When youre tryin to find your way home, You dont know which way to go? If youre goin down south They go no work to do, If you dont know about chicago. Cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good, Now, cryin wont help you, prayin wont do you no good, When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move. All last night sat on the levee and moaned, All last night sat on the levee and moaned, Thinkin bout me baby and my happy home. Going, gon to chicago, Gon to chicago, Sorry but I cant take you. Going down, going down now, going down.