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Tweak says, "bagawk!"

gamblin' man (theragincajun) wrote in devolve,
@ 2011-02-22 18:32:00

Entry tags:

lorna_dane, remy_lebeau

Who: Lorna and Remy
What: Checking out security systems
Where: Sub-basement
When: Tuesday Evening
Rating: Timid
Status: Complete

Remy had been bored out of his mind. It really was a losing battle here and even he saw it. Two weeks without pulling something? Yeah, not going to happen. So what was the most obvious thing he was going to go for? Security. Always security. He needed a good challenge, and since the moment he had been here he had literally been scoping it out. Well, he had been trying anyway. It was hard when people seemed to like to watch your movements, regardless of what they were. That also didn't mean that he hadn't made a few lewd comments regarding being watched so closely either. But that wasn't the issue right now.

Right now he was going to see just how far he could get with what information he had. It was perfect timing, regardless of what he currently knew about the system. There seemed to be some new folks that arrived and all the chatter seemed to be on that. Most eyes being off him, how could he say no to temptation? It wasn't like he was really up to no good. He wasn't looking to hurt anyone or do anything to the place. It was just something that was becoming of him, to say the least.

And it wasn't that he wasn't thankful for actually being able to actually commit to doing a few things as it was. 'Training' with Raven and fixing that car with Lorna, only to go blow up a few things. Yeah, he had been having a little fun, besides flirting with women. Mostly. Okay so he did a little more then that too, but that was pretty much expected by anyone that knew him. So, figuring he would try out the weight room and the pool in the basement level, he went looking for a possible point of entry. More gossip and curiosity over whoever showed up here meant less use right? Or that was what he was going off of. And any snooping he did, he did his best to cover up just what he was up to.

Finally finding himself alone, Remy was excited to have found his entry, as he unscrewed the small cover and hopped up and into the small hole that was barely large enough to hold his frame, quickly replacing the cover, he had only wished he hadn't been a little wet from having used the pool and really wished he had his shirt on, but there wasn't time for all of that. Who knew what kind of slim window he had? Finding that his little hole only seemed to go in one direction, he found himself a bit curious when he found the only exit had a few wires attached to it. Well that was interesting. It didn't help that as he was looking at the wires and trying to find himself a way out of this without getting caught, only to find something very wrong. His little porthole suddenly vibrating, as if unable to hold his weight, sent him straight through. He was barely able to catch himself with his foot, or at least that is what he would claim. Truth be told, some of those wires had found themselves caught around his ankle.

Hanging upside down, he groaned only to wonder if he had tripped the alarm. Reaching for his foot while hanging upside down, he tried to loosen the hold on his foot as to attempt to get down before someone found him.

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theragincajun
2011-02-23 05:23 am UTC (link)

Remy was never one to enjoy being scanned, but he also tended to love pushing his luck. Looking back at her, he shook his head only to give her a sad look. "So you don't want me 'round anymore?" He sighed and scratched the back of his head.

"Don't know Sam. Can't 'xpect to see why he'd be willin' to want to keep me 'round either." Even if it meant he gained help, it's not like anyone really trusted him to have around. Not that he could blame them. Remy would just once again be lost to his own devices again, or so he figured, only to take those steps that were needed towards that door.

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geek_magnet
2011-02-23 05:28 am UTC (link)

What was his problem? "I'm sure you can find some other girl who're be more receptive to your advances," Lorna said, not fooled for a second by the puppy dog look. No matter how effective it really was.

Bastard.

"Oh you are not fucking guilt tripping me," she snapped. "Sam Guthrie is the most approachable guy in the world. Go post him a note on the intranet. Hell, I'll do it for you, just so all the bases are covered. But I don't know what else you think I can do for you. I work in security and stores, neither of which you are allowed near until Ororo gives us the okay. What do you want from me?"

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theragincajun
2011-02-23 05:37 am UTC (link)

Yes, he gave her the puppy dog look for all that it was worth. Obviously she had a soft spot. It was hard not to poke at and try to use to an advantage. But still staying serious, he looked away from her and then down at his feet for a moment before shrugging. "Who said anythin' 'bout wantin' all dat? I just like to flirt. It be like a dance." One that he liked to play well. "You be entertainin'. Not everyt'ing' be 'bout sex chère."

Too bad he couldn't create a store that was called Guilt Trips R' Us. He would so own it. Shaking his head, he just waved her off. "Don't worry 'bout it. I'm sure I figure out somethin'." Yes, there was more puppy dog looks there. "Mais," of course he was going to make a comment about what he wanted from her. So, trying for something a bit more hopeful, he asked, "Maybe a promise to play?" Before she caught onto how lewd that sounded, he held up his hands. "Like before. Not w'at you got in your head right now. Just go toy wit some energy." Yeah that didn't help either so he figured he would just shut up now.

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