Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 28, 2013 15:35:50 GMT -5
Adam stayed silent for a long time, once she said where her car was he knew exactly where to go. When he started to head there he finally spoke up. "Yes.... I was.... " His words sounded like he was worried about her. It is a bit of a drive to get to the bar they met at but the way is familiar as he turns off his GPS. "I have a phone now...." Why did he say that, no good comes of this. This woman brings out the darkest side of him but he didn't want her to be upset. Maybe he cared too much of the abused but for some reason part of him was screaming and the other was pelvic thrusting the air. Mentally mind you.
Adam stops the car in the middle of the street as he leans over her lap and goes into the glove compartment. A car honks the horn as it goes around but only gets a middle finger in response from Adam. Slowly he wrote down his number before handing the scrap of paper and pen to Ciel. His foot gently starts on the gas yet again as he continues to drive toward the bar. "Put the pen back in there please... I dunno if I'll be able to do much help on short notice but if you're doin' somethin' dangerous.... I'll see if I can swing by."
Adam parks the truck at the bar and suddenly had a very probable guess as to which was hers. He recognized some work done on a car that screamed the deamoness' handwork. He parked next to that specific car he believed to be hers.
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 28, 2013 15:45:22 GMT -5
Ciel took the pen from him, and the piece of paper, his admitting that he was looking for her somehow calmed her. She put the pen back into the glove compartment. She smiled as he offered to swing by when she was possibly in danger if he could, it was better than she had thought she would get. She looked at her car and smiled at it, she missed her baby. She looked at him and smiled weakly, "So... is this good bye for a while... or, do I get one more night with you Adam?" she asked, Rayleen having buried Ciel and Demetria in the back of her mind so she could have this time with him. She moved slightly closer to him before kissing his cheek very gently. "Unless there is someone else..." She said quietly her hand on his chest for the moment. She was trying her damnedest to be good, to give him what she believed he wanted, the chance to walk away.
Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 28, 2013 15:55:19 GMT -5
Adam's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he made sure not to play mister handy with the woman. "Even if there isn't.... you... you are someone else's and I cannot rob them of your love and affection... Like I said... if I were to have someone... I would need ALL of them... even if each part is an individual.. I'd need all three individuals...." He speaks softly and kindly with his words.
Adam wanted to throw all hell to the wind and give into temptation, She was someone else's though. If he laid with her, he'd have feelings for her, more so than now, and then he would have to either share or rob another part of her from someone else. That would tip the scales, that would be unjust and unbalanced. He would thank her for sleeping with him a year ago because the events that unfolded shaped him into the person he is today but he couldn't say that because that's just weird. 'thanks for the sex' rang in his head and he chuckled out loud. "You're special..." He leans over and kisses her forehead. "Thanks for the fun night... it made me happy." He leans back in his seat as he waits for her to go.
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 28, 2013 16:11:18 GMT -5
Ciel clenched her jaw, "All of them... right." She said. She stayed there in the seat while he finished talking though she didn't know why. She didn't understand why she was staying there, out of some masochistic need for pain? She laughed and brushed her hair out of her face, "I feel special." She said as she moved out of the car. "Thanks..." She shut the door, and tried to catch her breath. She left her knives in his car though this time on purpose. She walked over to her car and opened the door she sat down and sat there her head laid back. She looked up at the ceiling of her car. She hit the steering wheel, gods she felt stupid. She sat there her breath felt heavy. He was right, but it hurt, "You can take back over if you like Ciel..." The girl sighed when she didn't get a reply, they were probably as mad at her as she was.
Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 28, 2013 16:22:11 GMT -5
Adam noticed the knives in his truck as he got out of his truck, he went to the back where he kept his spare guns and munitions as well as his vials and one case of mixtures. He pulls out a gun he has been working on for a long time. The gun had it's handle wrapped up with a cloth. He knocks on her window as he leans against the side of his truck. He asks for her hand, palm up and open along with her closed eyes. It's more of a 'This is the only thing I'm asking of you so for the love of the gods please just do this for me.' kind of phrase with a face to match.
Adam had removed the wrapping of the handle to the gun, he planned to take her hand and put the gun in it, wrapping her fingers around it. A faint mechanical vibration happens as he holds her hand around the handle. The gun had similar design and look to his guns but was blue. It was one of his experiements, the first one to recognize hand prints and would only fire for the one imprinted on it. He had finished it and put it on three guns. He only had two hands so this one was extra at the moment. He could manage. He was also going to give her rounds for it. The gun was light beyond belief and seemed more of an extension of her hand than of a weapon. Adam aimed to put it in her hand, imprint her on the gun, put the extra magazines of ammo in her lap and walk away. He felt no words were needed as he would walk toward the drivers side. That was his plan and he would try to follow it through to the T.
Post by Ciel Valencia D'Morte on Aug 28, 2013 16:34:35 GMT -5
Ciel stepped out of her car, and walked over to him, she closed her eyes and held out her hand. She didn't understand what was going on. She held her breath as she felt the very light weight of the gun in her hand. She opened her eyes and looked down. She looked up at him, a few tears in her eyes. "W-why..." She asked as he walked away. She felt her heart sinking not understanding why he was doing something so nice to her. She kept her hand around the gun, she liked the feel of it, it felt so nice in her hand, she normally didn't like guns but she liked this one. She held it and the ammunition for it staring at him, even if he drove away she wouldn't be able to move. She felt so disoriented. This man made no sense to her, and she doubted he ever would.
Post by Adam Alexander Helviath on Aug 28, 2013 16:40:23 GMT -5
Adam stops before he opens his door. "That thing will not fire unless it is your finger that does the pulling... I was going to use it as a third gun but.... the blue suits you..." He starts to climb in but stops and steps back out. "If we met at a different place and a different time... We wouldn't be who we are today and we wouldn't be sharing this moment.... Never forget that, what happened happened for a reason and I for one and very happy that it did." He climbs in his truck as he shifts it into reverse. He rolls down the window as he starts to back up. "If you ever need that thing repaired, I'll be more than happy to do it over a drink and some catching up." He smiles sweetly as he drives away. He notices her in the rear view mirror and wonders if he's ever going to be shot in the ass by that gun he gave her. He hoped not because that would be a bite in the ass.
