Thread: Scouting Talent (incendonocturne and Jack Stalker)

-her hand rested warmly in his, lost in the depths of his larger palm. Hed see there was no ring. No necklace. No indication of attachment could be seen otherwise. Though that didnt mean anything much either really. She didnt seem to notice or care that he held her hand a little longer than he should have.- Oh, definitely not that place but I had no choice. They say everything happens for a reason, maybe this was it, hmm? -she smiled softly, her shoulders rolling slightly, causing the barely there material to flutter the length of the v slit.- I would hope I wouldnt. -she spoke over her shoulder as she closed everything down and filed everything away. When he mentioned the proposals he had to offer, a brow perked lightly and she glanced over her shoulder curiously at him a moment before turning her attention back to the computer a moment before grabbing her stuff from a drawer. Turning back in his direction with her clutch and car keys in hand, she nodded when he asked if she had everything.- We are going to have to come back for my car though. -she cast him a side long glance, brow raised curiously. Wondering idly what proposals he had in mind. Her small frame fit easily against him, the only resistance she gave was a breath of distance between them so she could move easily as he guided her toward the door. Her silent question about what he had in mind was soon answered and she cast another glance up at him, gauging how serious he was in that statement.- Alright. -she said simply to his decision to discuss further in the car. She paused and turned to face him as they reached the limo.- Ah, but Im the first face people see when they come through that door. Sets the standards of whats expected. Thats power in and of itself. -she chuckled but it was true. Seeing her and what was expected of some of the talent that came through those doors, it rattled some, weeded out those who could hack it and who couldnt. She was as confident as shed always been. She turned and slid into the open door, calf and thigh muscles tightening softly, skirt shifting a bit, tightening against her thighs. She sank comfortably into the white leather, crossing a leg over the other. Offering another glimpse of what lay beneath the hem of her skirt, a little more so in fact since she wasnt seated on a straight, hard chair. She set her clutch and keys beside her as he climbed in behind her. Eyes studying him as he poured their drinks.- You were scrawny, a nerd but smart as a whip. And willing to help when I needed it. And I appreciated it more than you might know. -she answered, coolly. Her head tilted in curiosity.- Oh? And what do you recall about me? -she asked in return, her eyes remained on him, watching as he removed his jacket. Her eyes trailing over his chest, shoulders and arms again. Drawing in a slow breath. He certainly wasnt the scrawny, nerd she remembered anymore. Her gaze shot back to his face when he continued.- Id say youre already convinced but to answer your question, Im more than qualified. Having spent more than a year at multiple agents beck and call, I can handle one mans daily demands. -she held his gaze for a moment longer, as she leaned forward to reach for the glass he offered. Her fingers brushing his briefly as she took it. Her eyes falling away, watching the ripples form on the liquid in the glass. As she leaned back into the seat she offered him a soft Thank you., letting her attention shift back across to him as she tipped the glass to her lips, staring quietly over the rim of the glass.-