Out from under the rock (Marcus)

[Marcus Prasad]

"Actualy funny story."
Marcus spoke after re-adjusting his pants. He almost forgot how much of a casual flirt Silk was. Watching her Stretch definatly sent his blood rushing around. It didn't help that it caused her shirt to hike up exposing all that...HEY! Is she seriously outside in nothing but her.....

'Ah hell, not like anyone is around to notice anyway......except me. Damnit.'

It didn't help that she hadn't grown out of her habit of Making rather.....interesting sounds when doing rather innocuous things. There was a time long ago when thier close friendship made Marcus relatively immune to Silks overt (And at least back then, unintentional) displays of sexuality.
"He's dead. I was on my way back here when a tribe attacked. Dragged him right out of his house and hung him on that tree over there."
Marcus explained while pointing to the man's yard where the tree in question sat.
"The neighborhood tried to fight back see, and he was just the poor sod they decided to single out. That aint the worst of it though. I snooped around in there looking for anything useful. Found a whole WALL of photo's he had taken. Naked photos. Of you."

"Creepy. But a few were pretty nice."
He added with a smirk before immeditaly taking a step back from her and bringing his guard up, mimicing those exaggerated kung fu movie poses for comedic sakes.

[Silk Sanada]

"Dead? Hmmm... bout fuckin time." She said softly. "Still, sad to hear the way he went. No one deserves going out like that." Though at the mention of there being naked pictures of her, she waved her hand gently as if waving the words away. "Yeah... I forgot my clothes sometimes and ran out for the mail. Big whoop." She said softly before looking over at Marcus who commented about some of the pictures being nice. When he went up in one of those over exaggerated poses from a Kung fu movie, her eyebrow rose slightly and a smirk crept to her lips. Of course he'd expect some violent form of punishment but Silk was really too out of it to give him a good smack. Instead she'd do something that wouldn't take much effort on her part and try to make Marcus as uncomfortable as possible.

"Yes but remember Marcus, pictures are never as good as the real thing." She said in a soft seductive voice that purred from her lips with her tongue rolling her R's in her thick spanish accent. She'd even move closer, hips swaying softly as she did. Her hands moving over the curves of her form and just as she got close to him she'd wink. Her tongue sliding out to move over her bottom lip teasingly. Part of this being done to mess with him while the other part was being done to keep her mind off of everything she was hearing. Admittedly it was quite a lot to take in after being hidden in her room for a while. Still she'd carry the teasing a bit further as she would raise her finger to her lips and gently bite it.

And as quickly as this all came about, it would almost vanish. She'd begin to walk towards her home, a gentle wave of her hand. "Come on Marcus..." His name rolling off her tongue. Her hips swaying. "The light is too much for me right now."

[Marcus Prasad]

"And YOOOOUUUUUUU are too much for me!"
Marcus cried as he hurriedly whirled around to fix his pants. Sweat dripping from his flushed face. That was DEFINATLY NOT what he was expecting. He had forgotten that Silk found herself a brand new way of torturing him.
"I thought we agreed that....that kind of teasing was bad, and that you should feel bad for doing it!"

He was remembering his first day in California after reuniting with Silk. They had gone shopping that day and that was the first time she had played the tease with Marcus. Suffice it to say, he was most definatly NOT amused by it. It didn't help that she did it in public. If it was one thing Marcus hated, it was to be publicly embaressed. Lucky for him now that there was noone around.

"You DO Realize this means I'm going to have to masterbate now right? YEAH! LET THAT SOAK IN YOUR BRAIN YOU LITTLE SHE DEVIL!"

[Silk Sanada]

"Oh we did make that agreement, you are right. However, I felt that since you chose to tease me I should tease you right back." Silk said a smirk dancing over her lips as she did her best to not flat out fall over and laugh at his pain. She would stop her prideful little walk back to the house though when the mention of him masturbating and then being called a she devil reached her ears. Now... Silk could apologize for flustering her friend but what would be the fun in that? Exactly, there would be no fun in it. So, Silk would do what she always did when faced with a chance to make a bad situation worse. She'd turn around, slowly making her way, step by step back towards him. A very thoughtful look crossing her features replacing that worry he had seen earlier.

"Hmmm... that certainly is an interesting thought you pose..." She said softly. She'd continue to draw closer. One hand slowly reaching out to gently stroke his arm as she smirked at him. If Marcus didn't know something bad was about to happen, then he must have become stupid while she was gone. All the warning signs were there and a big neon light could have very well shown up over her head blinking the words 'run the fuck away'. Silk's lips would part to let her tongue slip over them gently before she'd lean in close, her lips inches from his ear. "Is it an offer that you'll let me watch? Or do I only get to imagine?" She would gently, oh so lightly press her self against him in more of her teasing.

Just as Silk didn't want to be handled with kid gloves, she didn't want to handle anyone else like such either. She knew letting her weaknesses out for too long would bring the people around her down. So, she was considering this a warm up for hiding all those negative emotions again.

[Marcus Prasad]

Oh SHIT! She was bringing out the BIG GUNS now and just like back then in the shop, Marcus found himself frozen in place with that deer caught in the headlights look on his face.
After finaly unglueing his brain, Marcus knew there was only one thing he could do at a time like this!

Pull out his SECRET WEAPON!

Just as Silk would press herself oh so tantalizingly against him, Marcus would swiftly, almost terrifyingly swiftly, Bundle Silk up into an all encompassing embrass, hugging her tightly and lifting her up off the ground with one arm around her slender torso and the other keeping her up by cradling her bottom to ensure she wasen't just being crushed into his barrel chest.

The hug would be warm and gentle, combining his muscular grizzlyness with his huggable teddy bearness.
Bringing his bearded mouth close to her ear, he would speak one simple phrase with much affection and feeling.
"Welcome back Silk."
Before letting go and allowing her to drop to the ground. From there, he would simply make his way to the nearest house so that he could climb it with all the skill of a squirrel shooting up a tree and begin his rounds patroling the perimeter, ensuring that the block was safe.

And he would do it all with THE BIGGEST shit eating grin on his face.

[Silk Sanada]

Silk's eyes went wide as Marcus wrapped his arms around her and squished her into him. Her feet kicked a little as she was lifted from the ground and Marcus declared a welcome back. Her eye twitched as her mind struggled to register what had just happened. When she was set back down she would stand there watching him bugger off to go on patrol. Her eye would twitch lightly before she'd make her way back to the house. She could spend all day thinking of ways to get him but she should really move his things into the guest room. So that was what she decided after she got over the initial shock of her teasing him not working. She headed towards her house, and would lose her self inside, behind the closed door.

She'd go about bringing his things from his room up in the attic to his new room in the guest bedroom. Then, realizing she had been wandering around in just underwear and a button up shirt, she'd go about showering and getting actual clothes on. She'd pull her hair back into a pony tail and then slip into her usual attire. Tube top, and a long ankle length skirt. With that done, she went about seeing if there was anything else she should do around the house while her mind processed the information she had gotten today. Eventually she'd just settle for cleaning her own room as Marcus had done his best to keep her home pretty much the way she left it.

It didn't take her long to tidy up and then she found her self bored again. Soooo, what would she do? The pipe in the back yard still needed to be fixed. That thought occurred to her and a big smile spread over her lips. No doubt Marcus would rush in to keep her from making the problem worse. Either way, she'd do it for shits and giggles. She'd hurry into her back yard and scoop up his tools looking them over for a moment before looking at the pipe and wondering how he was going to go about fixing it before she disrupted him earlier.

[Marcus Prasad]

"Stupid sexy Silk with her....stupid.....sexy.......GRRRRRRR!"
Marcus growled in irritation as he Paced back and forth in the first guard tower with a pair of cracked binoculars in his shaking hand. He could never figure out exactly WHY the little spanish woman had such an effect on him. I mean, she WAS his best friend right? He should be USED to this right?

RIGHT!?!?!?!?!?

It was so much easier when all she did was smack him around. At least then she wasen't able to do too much damage no matter how hard she tried, so he was always able to just laugh it off despite playing the role of the terrified underling.
But this? There just was no real defence to this!

"I'm going to have to beat her at her own game somehow. Yessssssss."
The problem being, did he have the guts to even try? Normally he would have no problem, but for some unexplained reason, it just felt.....uncomfortable to try and flirt with Silk.

"Mabey it has something to do with the fact that she used to do awful awful things to guys who did......."
Or mabey it was cause of that familiarity?

Feeling a headache comming on, Marcus ran a hand through his thick shaggy hair and groaned.
This was NOT going to be easy to deal with.
Looking about one last time at the tattered landscape beyond the block, Marcus put the binocs back atop the table of which he found them and leapt off the platform onto the rooftop below and began a nice run along each house until he reached the next tower. The climb wasen't too arduous. For him at the very least. Once atop, he continued his ritual of scanning the area, keeping a log by a plastic table of what he saw each day with an old worn yellow pencil.

"Mabey I should just tell her to cut it out entirely?"
Marcus immediatly shook his head. MABEY what he should do is grow a pair. This wasen't High school and he wasen't 16 anymore. It wasen't like he was dating Kelsie this time anyway.
Wait a minute....What did THAT have to do with any-
The man's eyes suddenly widen. He remembered how nervous Silk made Kelsie. Like she was afraid that the silver haired minx would steal him away from her or something. It didn't help that he DID have something of a crush on her at the time, though he swore-

"Oh. My. God."
Something in the man's brain clicked right then and there and for one moment he though he had the answer to all his problems in his grasp before his sudden epiphany slipped through his fingers like so much running water, leaving him with a feeling that if he REALLY wanted to count himself as a man, he would nut up and try to outdo her!

"Besides. I can't let her WIN can I?"
He said with an evil smirk.

[Silk Sanada]

"Well it can't be too hard if Marcus can do it..." She said aloud to herself as she picked up his tools and looked the broken bit over. She wondered how to fix it. Honestly she couldn't think of a way. However, she always knew of one thing that ALWAYS helped fix things. At least for her any way. She'd pick up a hammer and staring at it she decided she'd use it to close the little hole by denting it at an angle that would close it. She'd close one eye and take a few practice swings at the pipe before she would actually connect. Although her plan seemed sound, to her anyways... she made the problem worse. Water gushed out as a new hole in the pipe opened up and sprayed her down from head to toe. She sputtered for a bit, putting her hands over the hole and looking around for Marcus.

Not seeing him within her shouting range she would reach down and grab up a few of the tools then used them to plug the hole up. It wasn't even a decent fix. Water still dripped from the pipe. She'd stare for a moment and then just take off her skirt and tie it around the pipe to help stop the water. That helped a little bit but not much, and now she stood with her lower half exposed, once again in her underwear. "...Damnit..." she grumbled before going off back into the house to get another skirt on. She'd emerge from the house again, but this time through the front door and taking a deep breath release it in a loud yell.

"MARCUS YOU DUMB BUTT YOU BROKE YOUR PIPE AND NOW IT IS SPRAYING EVERYTHING!!" She hoped he'd hear her yelling. Her hair was still soaking wet and her tube top was as well. The skirt she had used to tie up the pipe was also soaked. The one she was wearing however was dry. So at least half of her was dry. And yes... she was blaming Marcus for her breaking the pipe.

[Marcus Prasad]

Marcus was just about to write his 20th squirrel sighting into the log book when suddenly he heard what he thought sounded like rushing water.
"Oh GOD that better not be what I think it is......."
Well at least it was pretty quiet out today. Erring on the side of caution Marcus swung himself down off the platform, dangling over the edge before once again dropping to the roof.

Then through the roof.

After a few minutes of swearing a blue streak, the man finaly emerged through the front door and began the short hop back to Silks house.

"MARCUS YOU DUMB BUTT YOU BROKE YOUR PIPE AND NOW IT IS SPRAYING EVERYTHING!!"

And that was the point where he broke into a flat sprint.
Peeling around the corner, MArcus burst into the back yard just in time to catch Silk yanking her skirt off the fix the sudden leak in the pipes.
"What the FUCK DID YOU DO!?!?!?!??!?!"
He screamed, hands planted firmly on his head in stark horror at the scene. It took a moment or two before he was able to snap himself out of it and before long, he had ran over to the flow valve and turned the wheel that would shut the current of water that ran through the leaky pipe.

Which was bizzare because he thought he had already shut that valve earlier.........

Faceing Silk, the man put on a scowl and crossed his arms, glaring at her for a moment before his mouth split into a wicked grin.
"Well so it IS true! I can get you soaken wet without even having to touch you!"
If he was going to play her game, best time to attack was IMMEDIATLY AND WITH SURPRISE AT YOUR SIDE!

[Silk Sanada]

"What the FUCK DID YOU DO!?!?!?!??!?!"

Silk raised a brow. "I didn't do it! You did it! You left me here with it! You know I can't help but wanna fix things and I fix things with hammers!" She shouted back at him as he got control of himself and bolted over to turn the valve off. She watched and after the valve was turned off she blinked. "Huh... I... I did that. You broke it... and I like the genius I am fixed it." Nodding at her own words she would blink when he turned to look at her his arms crossing over his chest she would cross her arms under her chest and glare at him too. When he spoke about getting her wet she twitched slightly.

"Uh no, that wasn't you. That was me. I got myself wet." She would nod then stop and blink. "But you broke the pipe." Then she would nod again as if all her nodding confirmed her words and made them true. It was times like these, that someone could feel bad for her friends. Having to deal with a very flirtatious, yet child like spanish woman with rage issues was never easy. Perhaps it was why she only had one friend. Well, aside from her dying friends. They were taken from her, they didn't leave of their own volition.

"Soooooooooooo what else can I fix?" Silk asked with a grin. She just wanted something to do that could take her mind off of everything really.

[Marcus Prasad]

Marcus took a moment to smack the palm of his hand into his forehead and curse. He really should have been aware of her penchant for violent solutions to nonviolent issues'
"If I broke it, then only I get to fix it! No Touchy for you!"
Marcus teased as he slowly began to relaxed and looked around, inspecting the damage now that the crisis was over. Well the crops weren't ruined thank GOD or else they would have to rely on the Half Indian's formidable bartering skills to keep thier cabinets stocked with food for the upcomming winter season.
He had to admit, he felt a certain thrill for having to even Worry about that. The time of supermarkets and living easy was over and he had to admit he wasen't sorry to see them go.

"Soooooooooooo what else can I fix?"

Marcus immediatly had to fight the urge to begin screaming incoherently at her. Instead he just took a deep breath and looked her over.
"Well you can start by fixing your clothes little Miss stand-around-in-my-skivies. After that you can go fix us up some lunch if you think you can handle that without setting the stove on fire."

[Silk Sanada]

"But I was bored!" She stomped her feet like a child and pouted. It was true, when Silk had nothing to do she reverted to a child. As ridiculous as it was... it was how she had always been. Though... rare few got to see it and that was because she kept herself busy most of the time. Not being busy, left time for her to think and of all the things our silver haired spanish woman hated most, it was thinking. Thought lead to memories and those... she wanted to avoid. She knew Marcus was annoyed and in honesty... she didn't give a damn. The world had gone to shit in her absence and he didn't even come get her to tell her?! Again, her thoughts started to roll in like a wave. She knew how this would go. First she'd be mad at Marcus, then she'd be mad at Leon, then she'd be mad at who ever the hell did this, what was his name? Oh right, Barker.

After all that, the only person left to be mad at would be her self for disappearing into her room when Marcus could have used some help. Lucky for her, though she knew that was where her thoughts would go, they wouldn't have time to get there. Marcus would tell her to fix her clothes. It would take her a moment before she raised her brow and motioned to the dry skirt she had changed into before he got there. "Uhhh Marcus... Do you need glasses or are you just picturing me in my underwear for your own amusement?" She asked a smirk coming to her lips. At his request, and I say request because if she thought it was a command, she'd have him on his back screaming for mercy... At his request for her to make sandwiches, Silk's brow rose slightly as she settled her hands on her hips.

"Really? Are you going to tell ME to make sandwiches? Boy... you must have lost your mind to be talking to me that way." She would reach over and give him a light smack on his head. "Hopefully that knocked some sense back into that skull of yours." She would fold her arms under her chest. Normally Silk would have been all to happy to go fix her friend something in the kitchen but since he got all snippy with her she was going to be contrary until he changed his attitude. "Why don't YOU go FIX me a sandwich." She said quirking her brow and smirking at him but still holding that rather intimidating air that she used to have in New York when she wanted him to do something.

[Marcus Prasad]

{OOC} Ok, even I gotta admit to being surprised at this one {OOC}

Oh she DAMN well better not be getting all up in his face over this. Marcus met Silks glare with one of his own with ease. The strike on his head he barely even noticed. Marcus was all too familier with how Silk got, which was as contrary and waspish as the most irritating shrew. Now this was mostly harmless back in the old days before the great fall. The difference now and then was that back then, all of ones basic needs were easily met. Food from the grocery store, running water from a tap and a nice soft bed? Basic utilities that belonged to even the most poor of families.

But now? Now those kinds of antics were a liability and could put the two of them into some serious danger. Having almost nearly ruined thier primary source of food and water was NOT something Marcus could forgive easily. Something she would learn the hard way soon enough.
"You know what? Go ahead and shrug off the fact that you nearly fucked up more than a few months of work that people have actualy DIED over all you want. I'm going for a ride into 'town' to pick up some materials and try to fix this mess you made. Considering I have a sneaky suspision that I'm going to continue doing the lions share of the hard work around here anyway while you continue to mooch off the sweat of my brow, I think the LEAST you could do is make me a god damn sandwitch."

Marcus spun on his heels then and began to make his way to the garage where Lady was kept. The easiest way to win a fight against someone who could argue till thier throat was sore, was simply to NOT. Marcus was just too worked up to deal with it anyway.

"Don't worry though. I wont hold my breath."
He sneered over his shoulder.
"Just try not to 'fix' anything else by the time I get back."

[Silk Sanada]

Well, this was a first. Silk had pissed off a ton of people, so she was used to this type of anger, but it was who was angry that was shocking to her. Of all the people who could be or have been angry at the silver haired woman for the random shit she does, Marcus was not one she expected. So shocked was she, that she couldn't think of a response, even to defend her self against his pointy pointy words. Her mouth didn't fly open, her eyes didn't bug out of her skull, but her face went blank as he walked past her and directed more sharp words at her. She stood still, as if moving would make him snap at her some more. It wasn't that she was actually scared of him, no that would never happen. She was just startled by the way he talked to her, the sharpness in his voice and venom behind his words had been the last thing she ever expected from him.

She would stay there, in her backyard, well until Marcus had gone off into the garage. Well after he had finished his little attack at her and left her with more to think about then she cared to have. Silk had grown too... spoiled and that idea scared her. The idea that she had become so obsessed over herself and her problems, that Marcus, her best friend had to lecture her about her lack of work ethics. He used to lecture her that she worked too hard, at least at the Obsidian Rose he did. She had some sort of Dorothy syndrome or something. Kept wishing she was back in Kansas when there was no shot of that ever happening. Especially now. The words 'You can't go home again' came to mind and no doubt it was Marcus who had said them to her at one point. It seemed like hours that she had stood in that same spot in her backyard, thinking like this. Though only minutes had passed.

Anger began to seep into her mind. The very idea that Marcus would say those things, think that she was as irresponsible, well that built up that anger. She may have been irresponsible but he certainly didn't have the right to call her that. She wasn't the one who showed up to Cali with out plans of where to stay. However, the world was different since then. She loathed to admit it. Their current predicament did force her to have to become more adult like, though she thought she had already. She'd slowly slip out of these thoughts as Bandit meowed loudly and rubbed against her leg. She'd look down, scoop him up and scratch his ears while he purred in her arms. A little fire, a spark lit up her eyes and it would have no doubt worried Marcus had he seen it. Usually, had someone spoken to her that way, they wouldn't have been able to walk off the way Marcus had. That fire usually meant someone was going to get hurt, however this time it was more a determination. She had come upon the decision that he'd eat those words and possibly choke on them.

She'd put her cat back down and go off into the house and up to the room grumbling angrily. "He can fix his own god damn sandwich. Fuckin little bastard. I'll show him." Things never went well if Silk felt as though she had something to prove to someone and Marcus' words had started that. Since the spanish woman had a bit of knowledge about soldering all she had to find was some metal and she'd fix the damn precious pipe of his. Then, she'd go about and check on some of those plants he was growing in the houses and he could take his fucking 'I do everything' attitude and shove it up his ass. She went up into her room knowing she had so much shit she was bound to find something made of metal that could patch up that hole in the pipe.

[Marcus Prasad]

The shakes had set in the second he was out of eyesight. A Combination of the adrenaline drain from getting all fired up like that and the creeping guilt he felt at having said those things he said. Silk was still his best friend, who tucked herself away to deal with her grief and now that she came back, here he is slamming down on her?

Was he justified in what he did?

The echoing crunches of the man's shoes as they hit the pavement stopped suddenly as Marcus found himself infront of the garage door, wondering if he should turn around and apologize. He Bristled then, realizing that would open him up to some fresh tauntings or something of the sort. Which would only make him blow up again. Sighing, he stepped inside and pulled the protective sheet off of his Harley, stashing it back in his saddlebag and opened the garage door.
After spending a few minutes rounding up some odds and sods he could use for barter and trade, Marcus kicked lady into drive and peeled out into the street.

"Automatic Garage door opener GO!"

Which oddly enough also worked on the gate at the west side of the street as he roared out of the compound and into the darker side of the Grey Zone. Riding towards what he refered to as 'town'. Also known as the Territory of the Milita of crows.