Breifing
Jon sat down, his eyes first upon the shadowy figure then down at the chairs assembled before them ... he glanced across at Joan ... nobody would notice he decided confidently.
He stretched out with his larger hand and picked up her smaller one, his shoulder was pressed against hers on one side and James' on the other. He laced his finger determinedly through hers, as if daring her to pull away, to do so would cause the commander infront of them to become aware of what he was doing. He swallowed, hoping that she wouldn't decide to make a fuss.
He looked up as the shadowed figure began to speak, giving the man most of his attention though he was vividly aware of Joan's hand in his and her shoulder against his.
If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I'm a coward.
A coy smile spread across her lips as she felt the warmth of Jon's fingers lace threw hers, but she ignored it, allowing her smile to fade and acting as if she hadn't noticed anything.
Commander Halliwell had began talking, mainly addressing a team that was heading out to New York to search for a demon who was seen in the area. Joan gave a slight groan of boredom, her eyes flickering down to their laced fingers for a moment before looking up again.
Purposefully leaning slightly more against Jon simply as if she was teasing him.
Commander Halliwell:"As for the team assignments for Cortez and Conaway, they have been fully debriefed and are responsible for passing the orders onto their team mates. This is a simple seek and retrieve Cortez, Conaway, Seek and destroy, you have been given your orders, do not fail."
Joan's lips moved closer to Jon's ear as she leaned her head gently towards him.
Joan:"Seems you're room mate disobeyed an order to destroy a vampire, they are not very happy with him, wonder what possessed him to spare the life of a demon?"
Allowing her lips to linger close to his ear for a moment before pulling away, listening to the commander going on about other tam assignments and going over yesterday's reports of what had happened.
Joan:"Excuse me sir."
The hybrid called out sweetly in a soft voice, like a child talking politely to a father.
Joan:"What if we make contact with Hostile 17 (a) or Hostile 17 (b)?"
Commander Halliwell:"Right now we're only there for Riley, we deal with the threat of the hostile 17's once they are out of the safety of the school."
With a disappointed sigh, Joan sank back into her seat, casually resting her head on Jon's shoulder as she listened to the rest of the commander’s speech with extreme boredom. Her other hand had found James’s arm, her fingers simply resting across his arm as they sat there.
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Jon felt her shift closer to him and lay her head against his shoulder, he could smell coconut in her hair again. Was she teasing him he wondered as she placed her fingers on his arm.
He was sure he had had a hundred questions he wanted answered but just at the moment with her sitting so tantalizingly close to him, her skin brushing lightly against his.
There was still a shiver running down his spine from the feel of her warm breath in his ear, he resisted the desire to turn and kiss her. Wondering what she kissed like, Bekki was overly confident, she had kissed more than enough blokes to know what she was doing. And Cat ... there was something so sweet and innocent in her kisses, it was a side he had never seen in her. He could remember the taste of her on his lips, the softness of her body in his arms, she had a great figure, but she seemed always to hide it away, she didn't dress like Nina or Bekki, she didn't mind showing her arms but the rest, apart from at the beach he had never seen. He remembered lowering her onto his bed, she had squinted up at him wrapping her arms around his neck ... that was another thing, she didn't know what she was doing, he hadn't been used to being with anyone who wasn't confident around men but he found that he didn't mind. He glanced back down at Joan, wondering again what it would be like to be with her.
'Sir,' he called out 'Where is this school sir?' He needed to distract himself from Joan, this was neither the time nor thoughts such as those that were creeping in to his mind.
If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I'm a coward.
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People around Jon seemed to throw him glances, most where from this area so they all knew the whereabouts of the school as well as their home addresses.
Commander Halliwell:"In Weschester County, near Salem Center, the Shopping mall, any other questions?"
Joan:"I have another sir, what if Riley resists?"
The was a silence for a moment, not only by the commander, but by the other agents.
Commander Halliwell:"If that should happen....then you're authorized to use force, take hand restraints, drug him, I don't care what happens, but Riley Finn if to be brough back alive."
With a smug smile as their commander left, Joan looked at Jon and James.
Joan:"I doubt he'd resist, he really isn't the type to cause a scene...but he has tried to run away before. That's probably why they are so eager to get him back."
As people began to stand, Joan leaned over to Jon, her lips dangerously close to his ear as she whispered softly.
Joan:"I can't wait to see you in action."
With a wicked smile as she pulled away and stood to her feet, folding her arms as she looked back at the guys.
Joan:"Alright...I'm bored and hungry, anyone want to grab breakfast with me?"
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He ignored the glances and sat up straighter, hand restraints? drugs? now this was a little more interesting, he knew he was only being sent along as a test to see how he performed in the field. But for the first time he thought this mission might be more than slightly interesting.
'Why did he go AWOL?' He said to the top of her head, looking down at her blonde hair.
'I'm sure you perform very well yourself.' He said with a rakish smile getting to his feet, staring down into her face. He stepped slightly closer to her, so he almost loomed over her.
'Sure I'd love to have breakfast with you.' He said his lips tugging into a smile again. Hinting that breakfast wasn't the only thing he'd like to do with her. He turned away with a slight laugh, looking at James.
'You coming mate?' He said to the mutant.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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As Jon asked James, he jumped out of some form of trance, James had paid no attention to the briefing his gaze was transfixed on the high commander, something about him was familiar, whether he had seen him before or if he had a similar brother James could not put his finger on it. He looked about and watched as people made their ways to the doors and mess rooms, as he got to his feet the commander called
"James Couven, please remain behind, there is something that we need to preform before you go to the academy" the dull toned voice echoed over the whole auditorium, many of the agents stoped for a moment and sent a fleeting glance towards James that was only met with an irritated glare being sent back to them.
"I'll catch you pair up later" James spoke his voice carrying a slight nervous tone about it, as he started to walk down the stairs past the agents and operatives that were making their way out of the auditorium
OOC: Now this bit will lead into the sample RP for this character.
Quote:There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path
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He nodded goodbye to James and casually dropped an arm around Joan's shoulders, seeing a couple of male operatives who were still making there way to the door threw him dirty glances.
'So what you planning for the rest of the morning?' He murmured into her ear, his voice low, looking at the other men with a smile, knowing most of them would kill to be in his place. He kept his head lowered towards her's, watching as the last man filed out of the room, he glanced back in the direction James had gone but the two had retreated through a door into a back room.
The two of them were all alone in the large room, his skin prickled sensing her nearness, razing his other hand, without afterwards remembering any clear conscious decision to do so, he placed her fingers under her chin, using his hand which was still draped around her shoulders to spin her around slightly.
'I really like you Joan.' He said suddenly breathless, he's almost forgotten what that feeling was like, he'd been with Bekki so long things had got to the stage where they were just comfortable and the romance had died. Joan on the other hand was new and exciting, he used his fingers to tip her head upwards, looking down into her eyes, her face an inch from his.
He dipped his head to press his lips against hers, feeling a shiver run down his spine at the feeling. His heart beating wildly, like a small bird in a gilt cage. He meant to pull away but she was intoxicating and instead he just drew her closer against him, she fitted so perfectly against him ... another shiver of desire ran though him ... he had to have her he had to posses her. He deepened the kiss, if she wanted this to stop she would have the be the one to do so.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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The passionate embrace of his lips upon hers was like a surge of energy flowing threw them, the press of her body against his hinted she had no desire at the time to pull away.
She could taste him in her mouth, but when it came to men, it was like a sweet, a forbiddon fruit, you wanted more, yet the longer you had it, the less you desired it.
Her lips pulled away from his gently, yet her arms continued to remain wrapped around his neck, she seemed to simply look over his face for a moment as if studying him. Then her lips returned passionatly to his lips, her closing for the remainder of their embrace, before she slowly pulled away from his arms.
Joan:"I plan on grabbing a bite to eat, after that...I haven't decided."
She replied to the first question he had asked her while stepping away and heading towards the door, almost as if forgetting what had just happened.
Joan:"Still coming to get something to eat? Busy day today after all."
Looking back, her lips pressed gently against the side of her finger, as if savouring a sweet taste that lingered in her mouth. She gave him a coy smile as moved towards the door way, pausing once again only as she looked back and waited for his reply.
(ooc-Sorry it's not my best reply Jenn,
but it's almost 3am and I'm gettin kicked off )
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She was teasing him ... and he knew it, but being a red blooded male he couldn't stop wanting her, like a rabbit trapped in the glare of bright headlights, wanting to run but intoxicated and not able to move.
He felt another shiver trace up his spine as she pulled out of his arms, resisting the temptation to swiftly pull her back again and hold her and not let go. His blue eyes following her as she moved towards the door, watching the sway of her hips as she walked.
'Yeah sure.' He said his voice rather breathless, not sure if he had imagined the whole thing or if it had indeed been real. He almost bounded up to her, eager that she didn't leave his side. She was definitely going on his mental "shelf" where he kept the images of the women he fancied.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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Watching as he hurried over to her, a sly smile seemed to drift across her lips, he was extremely hansome, and the fact he wanted her made her curious over how she should deal with this. Normally it was her that made the first move, it'd taken her by suprise that he had acted first...
Well, she wasn't going to let him in that easily, first she would play...and then she'd have her fun, but she had to be careful, if she let things go too quickly, she'd tire of him to soon. But if she wasn't careful...she might lose him..and that won't be fun either.
Joan:"You know, after the looks those others gave you..perhaps we should eat in your room."
She gave him a coy smile as she motioned for him to lead the way, her hand gently looping threw his arms and making sure she walked closer to him then she had normally been doing.
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The High commander beckoned James over with his hand, James followed the motion and walked slowly down the stairs as if he were in a trance, his mind racing over different matters similar to the ones that he was contemplating during the breifing,
"Sit James" the High commander spoke, James did so almost imediately, his eyes fixed on the high commander's,
"I have held you back for a different reason James, you will be staying in the institute, where you will perfect your power, however before you depart there was one part of the rehabilitation that we overlooked, we did not intend for you to go on this mission that is also why we held you back, we need to give you a final implant into your blood stream" the Commander spoke in a coy tone which was almost similar to Joan when she was teasing Jon and himself. He then nodded in understanding of what was to happen,
"Very well then if you'll follow me" the high commander spoke after James acknowledgement, the high commander then turned and walked to a door that was at the side of the projection screen, James got to his feet and followed him through the door
The High commander disapeared from view as he enterd the small room that was dully lit, the source of light was a solitary bulb suspended from the roof, in the centre of the room just under the lightbulb sat a cold metalic stool that James walked up to and sat down bringing great discomfort.
His discomfort was softend by the drain in energy, the dull light was not providing enough energy to sustain his sences
A large pannel on the wall facing the figure doused the room in blinding light, filling the figure with a rush of energy, the figure screwed his eyes up to protect them from the light before placing a hand just over his eyes so that it would sheild his eyes. James knew that with time his powers will allow him to see clearly in extreame brightness.
As his eyes adjusted to the light he could see 3 figures walking alongside a table that was close to the panel, the figure could not see their faces for they were shrouded in shadow
"Inject the Nano Machines" a dull slurry voice spoke, moments later a metal arm droped from the roof and lined itself up with James' left arm.
James flinched as the needle perced his skin and as the fluidic contents of the syringe seeped into his blood stream.
"Do not threat, they are soly intended to allow us to read your vital signs and to mask the fact that you are allined with the Initiative, Xavior is a powerfull phsyker, he will be able to tell if your intentions within his institute are false these nano machines will conceal that fact, but it will not conceal your ill fated past, in the Directive" the voice spoke once the mechanical arm withdrew back to the roof of the room.
James nodded in acknowlegement, trying to subside the posible upheaveal of emotional truama, if he had lashed out during the injection he would of had to gone through the habilitation process again. He did not want to be turned down, he saw the Initiative as a close family who he sees that he owes his loyalty to them since they put an end to the 25 years of emotional torture, inflicted by the Directive.
James had little understanding of these nano machines and their purpose, nor did he have any understanding of the Initiative's true intentions for his infiltration of Xavior's institute.
"Now, you can go... go to Xavior, and try to experience some childhood freedom that you have had stolen from you" the voice spoke, as his arm bidded James to the door.
He got to his feet and walked out of the door that lead back to the breifing room the room's lights were dying out as the room slipped into darkness, James closed his eyes for a moment and shortly opened them the room's lights were starting to come to life and then died out as he walked past them, he left the briefing room and followed the corridor to the mess hall.
Quote:There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path
He wondered what she was thinking, he knew that she wasn't displeased, women tended to hit you if they're not happy with you kissing them. He felt her arm slip into his, her body brush against his, felt yet another shiver run down his spine.
His heart did a giant somersault as she suggested they eat in his room, more time alone with her, he could feel blood pounding though his body as she steered him in the right direction.
'If that's what you want?' He said in a tone of voice that really said yes I'd like nothing more Joan. He tended to be like this with girl, he see them and like them straight away, it was so much easier when it was just a fling then girls didn't turn around and expect you to support their family or their children. Women were always getting themselves into scrapes like that, as far as he was concerned, kids came after marriage and then only to keep you wife pleased and to give her something to occupy her time.
Don't frown, you never know who might be falling in love with your smile
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The que for the mess hall gave a sudden shunt as a roudy group of operatives forced they way into the front of the que, the shunt was carried backwards catching James off of his feet, he stumbled for a moment then composed himself returning to his place, ignoring the looks that were being shot at him, whist waiting James ocupied himself by playing with the dogtag chain that he wrapped around his wrist.
After 10 minutes the que had subsided and James was now looking for a place to sit, but where ever he looked he could see operatives deliberately obstructing the seat, with their belongins, eventually he gave up and pocketed the food before making his way to his room,
The cooridors were dead, the only sign of life was the echoing footsteps that were made as he made his way to the personel quarters. Several cooridors later he arrived at his room, from just down the hall he could hear a laugh originiate from John's room, he ignored it for now and pulled out his key card and opened the door, and walking through the gap in the wall where the door was.
As James came into his room and rounded the corner of the short hallway he could see a black folder sitting on his bed, he sat down beside it and emptied the food from his pockets before picking up the folder and pulling back the elastic cords that held the folder together, before opening the folder he took a bite out of a small plain bun, inside the folder were several credit cards and documents that seemed to have some importance, James read the small note that fluttered onto the bed sheets.
* James here is your Identification documents and your money, it should be enough to cover you while you train at Xaiviors*
James screwed up the note and droped it to the floor, before finishing the bun and making a start on a piece of fruit that was too sweet for James being that it was the first time he had ate one.
He got to his feet and started to pack his documents into a ruc sack as well as his clothes and other items as well as the contents of the black folder.
Quote:There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path
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