Thread: Debt to be paid. { FemShep x TinyThings }

Once he'd removed the collar, he noticed the red color of her skin, he frowned slightly, with an expression of discomfort, as a gentle finger stroked across her reddened skin. His head shook a few times at the indecency of that tight a collar around the woman's neck, pouting slightly as he went back to driving. But he smiled as she introduced herself, and he looked to her shortly with a soft nod. Pleasure to meet you, Ella. My name's Timothy Schneider Cricket. But everyone just calls me Jimmy. He introduced himself with a soft nod, just as he felt her lips against his cheek, causing his eyes to widen for a second, but without looking to her. But a small smile crept up his lips, as he reached up a hand, gently stroking his own cheek, as he chuckled a single time, at his, almost, childish mental reaction to the kiss to the cheek. Then, as she mentioned his heart, his smile shortly dimmed, but soon returned to what it was before, hiding the reasoning for the dimming. He'd always had a heart, but he'd learnt how to hide it, and had been doing so for ages. With a job like his, there where no room for compassion or heart. That's why he had to return her. That's why, he had to treat her, like the Pledge she was. In order to get paid, and get out. He kept his focus at the road, until they where about ten minutes out of the city, where he drove down a dirt road, leading up to a small house, that could almost be called a shack. Here, he stopped the car, and stepped out. He quickly made his way around to her side, opening the door for her, before she could do so herself. Come on. We'll sleep here tonight, and head to the next town tomorrow. He explained, letting her get out of the cat, before he shut to door behind her, again being careful with her tail. He noticed she was quite careful with it, always making sure to keep it close behind her, not letting it hang all that loosely. His eyes was then turned towards the house, his head slightly tilt. Not quite a fancy Mansion. But I can promise you, there'll be no abusive Slave-drivers in there.. I'd call that a step up from your last residence. He smiled, before heading towards the door. I'm going to let you in, show you your bed, and then I'll have to head back into town, to turn over the car to my Loaners. I'll only be about half an hour. He explained as he approached the door, unlocking it first, only to step aside and let her in first. When she walked in, she'd find a rather simple interior, to a rather simple house. Nothing out of the ordinary, except maybe for the many electronic devices. Everything was wood, and not finely crafted at that. The fridge seemed old, but still ticking, and the kitchen equipment was worn. There was a few dirty plates next to the sink, that had only stood there for two nights, however, and a couple of open bottles of strong beer. You can help yourself to anything in the fridge. Pretty sure none of that has passed the experation date.. But just in case, check before you use it. And over there, would be your bedroom, if you feel like taking a rest. He said, pointing to the room down the hallway they'd first entered, where the kitchen also where. Toilet's over there. He pointed to a door on the right. And a living room in there with a TV and PC, for your leisure.. Think you can handle yourself for half an hour? He said, smiling to her.