Pamela Isley (killswithakiss) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-03-23 23:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | captain america, poison ivy |
Who: Pamela Isley & Captain Steve Rogers
Where: New York City, New York
When: March 24th, Afternoon
What: Pamela bought Steve for a date fair and square. So now she is getting that date and hopefully another, though not because he's a hunky veteran or anything.
Rating: PG-13, some seduction like, possible innuendos?
Pamela did her best to make sure she looked absolutely perfect. Without, of course, going over the top. She was going on a date with Captain America and while other women were giddy at the idea of a date with the handsome man, for Pamela there were other motives entirely. His history was well known, the fact he'd been injected with super-soldier serum was a common fact. It had made him faster, stronger, and so far, unable to age as well. To be honest, she wanted his blood. In a vial. For her to study and possibly find a way to engineer for her plants. If she could make her lovely children that powerful then maybe...her plans would gain a greater momentum.
"Hello, Captain Rogers, I'm so glad you could come," she smiled sweetly. Hair in perfect red waves over her shoulders, make up done modestly, the flower printed dress she wore looked almost vintage in its design, hugging her figure lovingly in a way that made it hard not to stare at each curve. "I'm so glad you could make it." Even if she had paid for it, the date with the poster boy of the American Hero, was purchased and could have easily been postponed. She hoped that he was still as old fashioned as the traditions of his time had been, it would certainly make things much easier when it came down to getting her hands dirty.
The smart heels she work clacked gently against the pavement to meet him where she had been waiting outside the American Museum of Natural History. It seemed a safe location to start, and afterwards, dinner at one of New York's finer restaurants where they had dimly lit booths where private tables for couples who wanted a bit of hushed conversation went. Hushed conversation usually had little to do with actual speaking, as their mouths were often occupied otherwise. That was for later, this was now.