Thread: The indecent Challenge. {Skittish Butterfly, n' ForeverMischievous}

As he waited for her to enter, he seemed to look right through her careful consideration, of her situation. As if he knew what she was thinking. And to that, he only smiled, and waited patiently. But once again, his eyes said everything. He wasn't at all, a patient man. His eyes almost seemed to demand, on their own, that she entered the vehicle, and that in a hurry. Just as his eyes, had demanded silence, ever since shed first started off this challenge. A cold, deep stare, that seemed gentle, at most, but had a dark demanding side to them. Something only those he really stared upon, would see. A little talent he'd build himself, through his life. It's served him well. But as she finally entered, he followed her close by, and got himself seated, in a comfortable position. Just as informally, as he'd been through most of the hearing. In fact, he'd never really seemed formal, as his clothes suggested he should be. He was a entirely different person, then what he seemed to be. He placed his cane next to him, with a silent groan, stretching his right leg, before gazing to her. His cold eyes kept gazing at her, through what she said, smiling with the same cold deminure he'd held through the entire thing upstairs. He smiled as she finished, only breaking the stare for a second, to open a container in front of himself, showing off two glass', and a bottle of Wine. Your the one, taking everything for granted. I see this entire thing... As a game. Try to find your enjoyment in it, Miss Vandermaus. He said, gazing back to her, just long enough for her to give her rebelious plea, for him to stop. He chuckled a single time with a smile, turning his attention back to the Wine and glass' in front of him. There's nothing here, nearly as pretty as you, Genny. Using something different then the formal line this time, he got out the glass' and the wine, filling one glass on the small 'table in front of him. Wine? He asked, gazing to her. If she agreed, he filled her a glass as well. If she didn't, he only filled the one for him, then reaching inside the container again, taking out a small pill, she wouldn't be able to categorize, before he dropped it into his glass. He then offered her, her glass, had she agreed to one. If she had agreed, and he offered her the glass, a finger lightly stroked against one of her's, as his hand let go. A miniature gesture, that she probably wouldn't even notice. Her brain would, however. Subconsciously. The pill fizzled in his glass, as the driver drove them off, and he chuckled lightly with her suggestion. I've quite grown over the need, to have an internet connection, where I sit to have my coffee. No. We'll go to my usual caff. He said, taking a sip from his Wine, before emptying it down, before the pill had entirely disintegrated. He made a slight face of disgust, shivering lightly as he stretched his neck, and put away the glass. Actually. I thought you'd.. Indulge me, on another addition to our.. Challenge. he said, with a small smile, honoring her question somewhat, gazing out the window in front of them, leading out the front of the vehicle. Just to.. Juice it up. Make it more interesting. He said with a soft smirk, gazing back to Genny, now with the gentle smile he'd held before. The only thing, that ever had him pictured as a sinister character, was the deep ominous stare, of his cold eyes. The rest of him, never really made him seem like the 'big evil producer, of a million dollar product'. He just seemed like a gentle guy, from down the block.