If I Didn't Care (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

Damn him, he must have remembered she liked that. She cleared her throat. “Well, we won’t stop them and get my pay by just standing about.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He turned toward her, "Surely you know where your friend is staying until his plane back to Moscow is getting ready."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Of course I do.” She said. She moved and tore a cover away from some trees, revealing her Land Rover, all decked out with desert gear. And.. was that a machine gun in the back? “And the best part is, we won’t have to walk. A favor from a friend in the British Consulate.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He closed his eyes in exasperation, giving a slight shake of his head before moving over, "You're driving, then."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Of course I am. Can you work a gun or are you the non-violent sort now?” She asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I prefer not to resort to violence." He replied as he climbed up to the gun, "But if push comes to shove.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She rolled her eyes and started up the rover before heading off towards the airfield.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"So," he called from his position, "the Consulate, huh? You flash your thigh or something?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Oh please, ankle at most.” She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Why am I not surprised?" He huffed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Oh please you’re the only person to see everything I have to offer.” She said with a grin.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

His already heat flushed face turned a darker shade, "Shut up, you tricked me then."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“I never heard you begging to be saved~ Quite the opposite, actually~” she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He'd wring her neck right then just from the shame and embarrassment alone. That night was where some of the bitterness stemmed from; she was the first woman he had been with since high school and it meant something to him then. But when he woke up, she was gone - along with a rare Babylonian sculpture he had found.
"Now look who needs all the saving and rescuing."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Still you, I’m still here making sure you’re okay~” she said. The airfield was ahead, and she could see the plane preparing to take off.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He swiveled the gun toward the plane and peered through the sight before shooting the wings and propellers, making sure it stayed grounded.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She swore and had to swerve as incoming fire raked the sand in front of them.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

A handful of Russian military swarmed out and started firing at them, and Derek retaliated with the machine gun.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“This is a rental you conniving bastards!!” She yelled as they ran through a chainlink fence and onto the runway.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The plane was still trying to take off despite it all, and Derek kept the military as busy as he could with the mounted gun.
"Can't this thing go any faster?!" He yelled.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Not with your heavy ass!” She yelled. This being a military vehicle, it had a machinegun on a swivel mount for the driver. It wasn’t accurate, but a few of the rounds found their way into the right side engine.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Mine?!" He snapped, "Put that fat foot to the floor, dammit!!"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She slammed on the brakes and slammed him against the gun mount. “Insult a woman’s looks again and you’ll be a smear on the tarmac you dog.” She said. She planted the pedal to the floor, shifting gears and letting off another burst. Another puff of smoke from the engine and it died with a sputtering cough

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Derek grunted hard when he hit the gun mount and nearly fell over when she gunned the vehicle back into drive. What did he see in her anyway? She was more trouble than she was worth.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Her hair was flowing freely, those beautiful blonde curls. She was screaming obscenities, fumbling with the magazine release. “Shoot the damn plane!!” She yelled. “You want your damn beetle back or not?”