Six Feet Deep.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Then stay right there for a minute until you feel better."

She breathed silently, watching him move away from her.

After all, he had pointed a gun at her.

She should have been watching him more closely.

But dangerous or not, she couldn't help but not look at him.

He'd lifted her head, placed a pillow under it and went on his way to seat himself upon his bed.

She looked away, eyes furrowing as she gave a sigh.

What was her problem?

Infatuated with men after one meeting?

She'd blame it on puberty.

"Feeling any better?"

"Oh.........heh....yes....Thank you for your kindness."

Eyes still wandering off in the opposite direction.
She couldn't bring herself to look at him, not at the moment anyways.

[valekin]

"My my my. You seem to forget."

Hya ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

CHANK!

The weapon he was playing with in his hands coughed, and put a slug into one of the walls. She wasn't out of the oven just yet. Scare tactics, and they were working.[/color]

"Are you going to betray my trust? Or am going to have to do something regrettable to you?"

It was an easy choice, all she had to do was say she wouldn't betray him.

"Hmmm?"

[Jenna Scorn]

"My my my. You seem to forget."Eyes snapped onto him. Strands of hair falling into her face as she looked at him.

He was a dangerous man.
He'd proven this to her.

He was disgusting.
Filthy.
He'd shot men.
Killed them.
Right before her very eyes.

He was an evil man.


God, its getting hot in here.


"Are you going to betray my trust? Or am going to have to do something regrettable to you?"

All depends.

She smirked, slightly sitting up as she tilted her head to the side.

"Hmmm?"

"Kiss me."

[valekin]

Uh oh. He wasn't expecting this. Valekin did not work well with that kind of intimacy. This made him nervous. Now he was at moral conflict. How ironic. The man that killed people, and skinned them, and even ate them. Was having a moral issue? That can't be right. Someone run a diagnostic...

"...."

It was right. He hadn't really had that kind of contact before. Not that he remembered anyway. He could always kill her if she planned to use it against him. After all, he was one of the most powerful, and dangerous people alive.

The Serb said nothing, but got off the bed, and duckwalked over to her. Until he was straddling her. Klaus was screaming in the back of his mind to cut her open, and chew on her innards. But he didn't. He leaned down, and pecked her on the lips, then leaned back up. One arm behind his back, fingers on the knife he loved more than life itself.

[Jenna Scorn]

He was silent, and almost seemed to have this blank look upon his face. All Calamity could do was lay there upon the floor, her head propped up against the pillow. She'd roll on her side, letting those blue eyes watch him in place.

She couldn't help it, but she'd smile softly to herself.
Chuckling inside.

Just a kiss Valekin.
How hard can it be?

Now, he was making his way towards her.
She'd tilt her head in the opposite direction, a few strands of hair falling from her face.

As he stood above her, she'd look up at him.
He'd kneel, and soon his lips were pressed against her's.
A soft kiss, and a quick one at that.

Just simple.
A simple peck.

And it had ended faster then it had began.

It was nothing compared to Johnathan's kiss.
But after all, Johnathan had feelings for her.
Well, thats what he said.

She looked up at Valekin, blinking her eyes and smiling softly.

"...I won't tell."

She'd let her hand raise, holding her pinky in the air.

"Pinky promise."

[valekin]

He was familiar with that custom. His pinkey grasped hers and shook. Then got up and sat back on the bed. Playing with the gun. For a moment, he thought to himself, why did she want that? And would in a moment proceed to question her. He flipped the gun around in his hand, still scrutinizing her honesty.

"Good, then we have nothing against each other, yes? If we do, then we might as well sort those things out now."

He paused for an awkward moment.

"Why did you want that?"

Valekin, if you haven't noticed is not ever in tune with the whole aspect of displays of affection. Those kinds of things make him uncomfortable, because of where he grew up, and how he grew up. Never learned what things meant, and how things went. Not ever.

[Jenna Scorn]

Sitting up, bringing her feet in as she'd sit Indian style. Letting the palms of her hand rest on her knees as she'd glance in Valekin's direction. For the most part she'd play it safe, and watch him in the corner of her eyes.

"Good, then we have nothing against each other, yes?"

"I gave you my word, what more could you ask of me?"

But the motion of the gun towards her made her look, tilting her head to the side as he spoke now. Watching his lips move, brows narrowing on him slightly.

"If we do, then we might as well sort those things out now."

"Hmmm?"

What is there to be sorted?

Head tilted in the opposite direction as she sat upon the floor. A few strands of hair falling into her face before she could brush them away she'd turn her head to the side.

A moment of silence passed between the two of them, and as she was about to speak it was he who would speak first.

"Why did you want that?"


Want what?

An inquisitive look flashed in his direction.

"Beg your pardon?"

[valekin]

"The kiss. Why did you want it?"

Valekin, being well versed in many things. As I've said a million times, was not well versed in social things. He played with the safety of the gun. On, off. On, off. On, off. It had one less round now.

That's one less person he could kill with it.

Still he remained curious. And would remain curious until she decided to answer the question. Then a thought popped in his head. Why are there so many Asians around here? I've been seeing a lot of them. That's odd. Chinese, Japanese, Korean. It's like their own countries aren't really homes for them... Opposite of me.

I want to go home. Pick up the pieces.[/i]

[Jenna Scorn]

"Oh."

She smiled, giving a small shrug in his direction before lifting herself upon her knees. Placing her palms against her knees yet again as she smile at him again.

"Well, thats easy."

A quick remark spat off at Valekin as she'd slowly lift herself to her feet. Standing straight and flicking a few strands of hair from her face.

"Your an attractive man."

Said simply, as if she hadn't given any second thought on the manner.
And of course, she hadn't.

Now as she stood those feet of her's would make their way towards him. Arms laying limp at her sides as she went on.

"Haven't you ever felt the need, the uncontrollable urge to just kiss a female?"

Stopping before him, squaring off her feet as she'd lean forward.

"To lay your lips upon her's?"

Her face was an inch away from his.
Eyes staring right into his own.

"Well?"

[valekin]

Attractive man? Had she been looking at him? He had fangs, elliptical eyes, and claws. His skin was a weird tone. What was there attractive about him? I'd like to know that. His eyes narrowed as wild thoughts of flaying her ran through his head.

Attractive?

"No.. not really."

He answered. No he hadn't really ever had the unbelievable urge to kiss anyone. Not that he remembered anyway. Now he was growing more uncomfortable with the situation it seemed. Now he was beginning to feel very awkward. That is not a very good idea.

[Jenna Scorn]

"No.. not really."

She paused, blinking her eyes before standing up straight. Tilting her head to the side, blinking her eyes yet again.

What?

She swallowed, standing there still.

She was confused, lost, baffled.

Valekin had a penis.
He was male.
How could these thoughts not run through his mind?

Did he not find her attractive?

Her browse furrowed, and she'd look directly at him.

How could Valekin deny her?
Just as Winters had.

Why?
Whats wrong with me?

"Do you not find me...pretty?"

[valekin]

"You're pretty. It's.. improper to do such things without commitment."

Yes, that was the best way to put it. It was improper and awkward to do things of an intimate nature without some sort of commitment. That's what he really believed. There was nothing truly wrong with her. Except that she was looking at the wrong kind of guy for a healthy relationship.

For one, Vale was a total wacko.

Two, he was a total wacko.

Three, he almost just killed her.

Would you like more reasons? Why don't you poke around the factory for a while. That would prove quite interesting wouldn't it?

[Jenna Scorn]

"You're pretty. It's.. improper to do such things without commitment."

She shook her head, swallowing for a moment before she stood up.
cocking her head to the side.


He had a point there.

And as she stilled on it for a moment she'd turn away.

"Commitment..."

Almost rolling her eyes now as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

"How do you plan to meet any girls if you stay here...cooped up in this place? What is this place anyways?"

She'd turn to eye it more carefully now.

[valekin]

"If you recall, we're in the industrial quarter. This is my factory. I own every single brick. Every piston. Every machine on this complex. I'm not always cooped up here. Only certain things are done here, like sleeping, and planning. That's about all I do when I'm here."

He thought for a moment, watching her walk across the room. The entire building was made of some sort of concrete or stone. The floors were dusty, except for the high traffic areas. All the machines worked to their highest quality. Everything was as he liked it. With the factory, he could make anything he needed. He made armor plating for his car, many many knives.

"I met you didn't I? I meet people, just not in a constant and expected manner."

[Jenna Scorn]

She laughed, turning on her feet to look back at Valekin.
"Yes, you met me."

Another short laugh.

"But, you were running away from cops. I mean go out and meet girls...like.....in a commitment sort of way?"

She smiled softly at him.

"Don't you wanna meet girls? Have a girlfriend? Love someone?"

Could Valekin do such a thing?
Was he capable of love?

What did it matter to her anyways?

Her browse furrowed, and her head shook slightly.

"Whatever....Why were you running away from those cops anyways?"