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Tweak says, "I so gangster right now."

gunnareriksson (gunnareriksson) wrote in sons_of_cain,
@ 2011-08-10 08:20:00

Entry tags:

cerah davis, gunnar eriksson, lycan, new york new york

Who: Gunnar and Cerah
What: Confrontation
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: Gunnar's Apartment
Rating: R for Language
Status: Complete

Gunnar aimed another punch at the bag. There were advantages to having a private gym in your flat. And inheriting said flat after your famous roommate goes missing, while not the best way to inherit anything, was nice, too. Of course, Gunnar hadn't been able to live there alone. Inviting Bjorn and Nikolai to live with him had been the best thing he'd done, especially since they all worked at the same place. They understood long hours and were just as respectful of his sleep as he was of theirs. Bears were crazy about their sleep, too.

Another punch. Pow. He was worried. The kidnapping had gone off without a hitch, and Valerian's Snowball was now at the Dam where he belonged. Gunnar couldn't be sure if the boy had been reunited with any family, but at least now he didn't have to bend over for a tyrannical vampire.

That wasn't what worried him. What worried him was the backlash of the Prince finding out that his favorite slave was gone. So far, it had been quiet. Eerily quiet.

Which was why when the door to the gym slammed open, Gunnar jumped like he'd been shot in the ass.

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cerah_davis
2011-08-10 04:03 pm UTC (link)

As far as Cerah was concerned, she had three emotions: satisfaction and anger. She counted anger twice.

Especially at that moment.

She had thought it weird when Gunnar and his roommate had been walking around with a human. Humans generally weren't free to roam the streets of Vegas, not unless they were on a suicide mission. And she had never seen slaves bustling about Gunnar's flat in New York, New York. And then the news hit that one of Valerian's slaves had been taken.

And Cerah had seen red.

She had marched over to the hotel, ignoring anyone that tried to get her attention in the streets, ignoring the unfamiliar emotions that racked her body. Anger. She just wanted to focus on the anger.

She took the stairs to his apartment, not having any patience for the elevator. When she reached his door, she barged in, not even caring if his roommates were around or not. She didn't look to see where he was; she caught his scent and followed it to the gym.

Impulsively she kicked the door open and saw Gunnar in front of the punching bag. "Where is he?!" she demanded, not wasting anytime as she crossed the room. She wasn't going to try and be suave and persuasive about this. She was done with bullshit and lies. "Where's the slave?!"

She stopped in her tracks and pulled her gun out from behind her. Through gritted teeth, she said, "And don't you even think about fucking lying to me more."

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-10 10:45 pm UTC (link)

"Cerah, you scared the shit out of me." He said immediately when she burst in. But then she roared questions at him and his brows shot up in surprise before wrinkling into confusion? "Where's who?" Ah, and then she tacked on the slave part. He swallowed hard and tilted his head, mashing his lips together. How to explain this?

Without getting shot. His whole body went rigid when he saw the gun. "Cerah! What the fuck!?"

He was confused. "When did I lie to you?" Okay, maybe not the best time to be asking a question like that. Not when you had a gun aimed at your face.

"Just put the gun down, okay? You wouldn't shoot me." Right?

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cerah_davis
2011-08-10 11:02 pm UTC (link)

"DON'T even try to pull that 'technically I never lied to you' bullshit!" she yelled. "Keeping things from me is the same fucking thing! And if you're stealing slaves from the Sanguine, you obviously have been hiding a lot!"

The gun clicked in her hand and her lips curled in a snarl. "You vastly underestimate what I'd do, Eriksson."

She circled him a little, too filled with angry energy to stand still, but she kept her gun leveled at him. "I'd start talking. Where the slave is, why you did it, HOW you did it, what and who you are. You're obviously not just some well-hung stripper."

Part of her didn't even want answers. She just wanted to scream at him and kick his ass. She'd been fucking a stranger.

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-11 12:32 am UTC (link)

Gunnar sighed. There really was no way out of this. He lied to her, and she found out, she'd kill him. He told her the truth, she'd kill him. "Does it really matter now? I don't tell you, you shoot me. I do tell you, you shoot me. Either way, I end up shot."

She clicked the safety off of the gun and his stomach went up into his throat. Gunnar didn't do violence. That was why he left the actual killing to Gia and the others. He had even practically wet himself with the kidnapping. He wasn't big on the leeches, but he didn't necessarily want to wipe them out either. Still, what they'd done to Kat was inexcusable.

"It would be easier to talk without a gun in my face. Can you put it down, please?"

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cerah_davis
2011-08-11 12:59 am UTC (link)

She ignored his last request. "Or I don't shoot you and hand you over to the Sanguine and they'll torture it out of you!" Her voice seemed to raise with every word. She was standing in front of him again.

"What the fuck is wrong with Gunnar?!" She was almost out of her mind with anger. If she'd been thinking, she'd have kept her voice low in case anyone was listening. As it was, her raspy voice echoed off the walls of the gym. "Do you have any idea what they'll do to you if they find out?!"

She did. The idea turned her stomach and she lowered the gun, hissing a stream of obscenities under breath as she turned away from him, raking her nails through her dark hair. She couldn't think.

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-11 02:17 am UTC (link)

Okay, she had a point. That other option she just mentioned? That was way scarier and he shook his head, not seriously believing she would actually do that. Would she? No. He was a lycan. She was supposed to protect him from the leeches.

But she seemed to lose steam as she thought about what the Sanguine would do to him if they found out. He nodded dumbly. "I know, I know. Okay? I've thought about it over and over and over again since... " He was wary to admit to anything. She seemed to know all about it, anyway.

He watched her move around the gym, looking agitated. It wasn't like he had never seen her like this before. She was sort of wound tight as a norm.

"After what he did to Kat..." he growled slightly, "it serves him right."

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cerah_davis
2011-08-11 02:36 am UTC (link)

"God, Gunnar, of course it does. He deserves that and more. But to even offend them is suicide! The only thing you accomplished was pissing him off! And if they find out that you were involved . . ."

She shook her head and looked back at him. "So, what? This was some revenge thing? Obviously your roommate is in on it. I'm guessing Dr. Munroe is too. You guys have a little Sanguine Hater Club? Meet in some dark little back room and think of ways to get yourself disemboweled? Is there a secret handshake?"

She shrugged, throwing her hands up, one of which was still clutching her gun. "Was I part of the plan? Get in with the Chancellor's sister? See what she knows? Use her diplomatic immunity to help us out when this all blew up?"

She shook her head, looking down as she put the safety back on her gun. "Sorry. Can't help you. You guys are royally fucked. Probably literally soon."

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-11 03:13 pm UTC (link)

"They're not going to find out! I don't even know how you found out!" The operation should have gone off without a hitch. She had only known something was off because she knew he didn't keep slaves.

He stared at her as she ranted. He wasn't going to confirm or deny anything. He still wasn't sure she wouldn't run off and tell her brother about it. But as soon as she brought herself into the equation, he shook his head.

"No, you weren't part of the plan." He felt awful that she even thought he might have wanted to get with her just because of her brother's position in the city. He knew even Skyler couldn't protect them if they did something like that.

"I don't expect you to help. I... don't know what I expect. Nothing, really." He hoped she wouldn't turn him in. He hoped she would see that they were doing a good thing. Sending the message that Valerian couldn't just rape whoever he wanted because it suited him.

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cerah_davis
2011-08-11 05:48 pm UTC (link)

"I put two and two together! You're lucky it was only me that saw you! You don't think if someone else that knows you and knows you don't have slaves saw you, they wouldn't be able to figure it out either?! God, who's half-baked plan was this?!"

It probably wasn't that bad of a plan, but Cerah was still confused and angry and that didn't always lead to niceties. She ignored him when he said she wasn't part of the plan because she wasn't sure she believed him. She didn't know what to believe anymore.

"To help," she repeated. "Is there more to this plan? Are there other idiotic missions you plan on carrying out? I still feel like I'm only getting half a story here."

She shook her head and replaced her gun. "I'm not turning you in. And if anyone asks me, I didn't see shit. But that's the last favor I'm doing for you."

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-12 07:22 pm UTC (link)

"Mine." He said in a low, hurt voice. She was laying the insults on pretty thick and they were really starting to sting. He lifted his gloved hands and began to pull the velcro away so he could get the gloves off. He wasn't going to be going back to working out anytime soon.

"I don't have any other plans. Look, I can't talk to you about this. I'm not the only one who could get into trouble. I don't care about myself, they can do whatever the fuck they want to me, but I'm not going to let them get to my friends."

He breathed a little easier once her gun was away. He'd never had anyone pull a gun on him before. It was unnerving to say the least. He nodded understanding at what she was telling him, but he was still on edge. "Thanks, Cerah. I won't ask you for anything else." He just wanted to keep his friends safe. And now that she knew about it, he'd have to look after her, too.

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cerah_davis
2011-08-13 01:18 am UTC (link)

She heard the hurt in his voice. She wasn't oblivious to it. She'd heard it a thousand time from the people she insulted on a daily basis. The difference was, with him, it sent a pang of guilt in her stomach.

She fucking hated that.

"I care!" she snapped, when he said he didn't care what happened to him. She immediately wanted to snatch the words back, but it was too late. She hesitated for only a moment then pressed on before he could respond to that.

As if making up for the words, she laid on extra venom, ignoring the look on his face. "But fine. The less I know the better. In fact," her voice faltered a little, but she swallowed and pressed on. "In fact, we shouldn't see each other anymore. I don't want to know what you do and you want to keep your friends safe.

She headed for the door. "Maybe you can find a new fuck buddy in your secret club."

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gunnareriksson
2011-08-18 03:56 am UTC (link)

His brow wrinkled in confusion. He was not sure why she would care what happened to him. It was pretty clear to him that she was just fine having him around for sex when she got horny. She had no intention of settling down with him, and that worked for him because he wasn't exactly the settling down kind of guy, either. He was a stripper, for fuck's sake. He showed off his dick for a living. It was a little hard to settle down when women and men were shoving vouchers in your ass crack.

He couldn't deny his attraction for her. He genuinely liked Cerah, but to hear her admit to having feelings for him, even just caring, was a little out of character for her. But in the same breath, she told him she didn't want to see him anymore. He couldn't even get a word in edgewise by the time she was to the door and all he could do was stare dumbly as she walked out.

He was pretty sure Bjorn was going to kill him if Nikolai didn't get to him first.

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