Thread: The Road To Fame (Sumi & Mr Quixotic)

If the first time it worked, the second time he tried to use her own words against her it didn't work as he might have expected. In fact, the smirk on her face remained even as he implied that she expected something from him. Indeed, she had something on her mind, but then again, it wasn't like she was the only one with such intentions. The back and forth exchange of words with double meaning was more than enough to assure her that he most likely wanted to get into her pants, just as much as she craved a man's touch after so much time spent in the land of insufferable farmers and drunkards. So then, why would she be ashamed? No, if anything, it made her chuckle at his comments, at least until he mentioned Reddell. Ha-ha! Such a funny guy that you are. I would've liked to see you in my place back there. Any sort of banter and teasing had ceased however from her thoughts when the Thunderbird finally broke down for good, leading to what seemed like a very different side of Karmen to show up. And it was only natural to freak out, at least for her, knowing that the nearest shred of civilization was nowhere in sight and possibly too far away to reach any time before nighttime. If they'd actually be able to survive the entire day in the sun without water. Suddenly, being stuck in Reddell didn't seem like such a bad thing, though she couldn't say she completely regretted her decision to follow Duane. After all, it wasn't his fault the car decided to give its last breath when they needed it the most. On the other hand, seeing his carefree attitude towards this troublesome situation was like adding oil to a fire the first instinct was to direct her anger towards him, even if perhaps it was wiser not fretting over it as much as she was doing, seeing how it wouldn't really help that much. It also didn't help that in return to her comments, he questioned her choice of shoes, a mistake that costed him a glare from her part. Death stares weren't something showing too often on her face, but that only meant when she'd actually get angry at someone the singer wasn't to be taken lightly. The only reason he barely escaped a bigger fuss was because he realized it quickly enough. The 'threatening'-like pose of hers was accentuated even more if it was even possible when she crossed her arms over her chest as if expecting some excuse from him as he approached her. Needless to say that the frowning didn't cease as he tried instead to make things seem not so bad. Surprisingly, it wasn't an apology that solved the problem, but the little act of kindness which caught her unprepared when he placed his hat on her head. For some reason or another, that somewhat messed up with her stubborn attitude and before she knew it, she was already trying her best to keep a smile away at his idea. She wanted to be upset with him, she truly did. Still, it wasn't always that a man would be nice to her. No, not in these circumstances. If it had been her previous 'friend', he would have probably walked away without even giving her a last glance. Having to move the car, however, was another matter. Clearly she hadn't expected to be stuck in the middle of nowhere and neither did she expect having to push a car down a cliff, all the while wearing heels, but she couldn't really argue with him about the risk of being seen by the police either. Not too happy about it, in the end she did offer some help to push the vehicle, as much as she could anyway. By the time the Thunderbird needed just one more prod to fall over, Karmen felt like swearing for how uncomfortable she was with... well, everything. She could almost feel the sun burning every part of her body that wasn't covered by clothing, her mouth felt dry and she would kill for a cold shower to get rid of the sweat. Her only relief was that they could now be done with the car and then be on their way. And just before pushing it into the abyss, Karmen had also retrieved her own hat, which she had previously left on her front seat, and which thankfully meant that both of them would have their head covered. With the Thunderbird gone, most likely in pieces at the bottom of the cliff, they were now left with the dreadful walk to the next settlement. The reason for which I wear heels in the desert is because I was initially headed for Vegas. Not to Reddell, nor the middle of nowhere. she finally explained, coming closer to him to return the Pork Pie hat to its rightful owner and put her hat back on. And yes, regarding what you said earlier, I do expect something . Unless you're not interested in that kind of stuff, in which case I guess I can easily find someone else to have fun with, she shrugged her shoulders and walked over to pick up her luggage, after which she fixed her hat and slipped out a sigh at the sight of the road ahead of them. That, if we don't die of thirst before anything. For the briefest moment, Karmen had thought that she had seen something in the direction of where they came from, something that seemed to approach them. Although, the sun had its own funny way of playing with people's minds in places like these, so while at first hope swelled in her chest, when she thought of the high chances of being just a mirage of sorts, she quickly discarded it and figured that it would be stupid to wait there for someone to pass by. For all they knew, they could be waiting all day long and see no one. Ugh! If only it wasn't so darn hot! I'd give anything for some water or at least a gust of wind. With nothing else to do, grumbling and whining seemed like the only way of blowing off some steam.