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Jugger x Dreamer

By now, Nathan was fully asleep. He had fallen asleep as he waited for her to wake up from her, but his hands and clothes were a bit bloody from when he cleaned her up, making it seem like he had went on another, though smaller, killing rampage that he was known to do when he was bored. He turned in his sleep to face her, but his eyes remained closed as his very looks, even while asleep, would be enough to scare anyone because of how menacingly he seemed with the blood on him.

Though as he heard her searching for her gun, he slowly began to wake up and noticed her. Though knowing he wanted to keep their rivalry going rather than actually confronting her about their dream talk, he got up and stretched rather than spoke to her about it.

Nathan- Finally you wake up. Man, you're a real ass having me wait for you to wake up so today wouldn't be boring.
 
"You've got to be kidding me." Leanne jumped slightly once she realized he was awake, and continued searching for her gun. She cursed inwardly, suspecting she had left it behind on the battlefield on accident. "You come all this way, breaking an entering just to make sure you don't have a boring day?"

She shifted herself away from him, feeling incredibly uncomfortable to be unarmed.
 
Nathan- Yes and no. Here, I think this is what you're looking for.

He reached into his pocket and gave her a dismantled gun, she'd have to put it back together again.

Nathan- Picked it up before I left last night, was hoping to taunt you with it when we fought today but apparently you had better plans sleeping. You know, you're not half bad looking asleep. Maybe you'd look better if you had stopped breathing...I can arrange that if you want.

He mused.
 
Leanne looked down at the dismantled gun with a fallen expression. She clutched it in one hand before she looked up at him, pushing her hair behind her ear. "Sorry but, I think that sleeping is a delicate process of mine that's best left untouched. I mean, honestly, every woman need's her beauty sleep. Looks like this are hard to keep up with."
 
Nathan- Yeah. I know. So then...wanna put that piece of crap together so we can actually fight? I've waited hours for a rematch.

That was all he could think of as he hid his frown with a smile. True, he wanted to fight her, but he didn't want this little chat to go on either. He wanted things to go back to the old ways, before things got crazy because of last night.

Nathan- I wonder whatever happened to your intent on killing me...I oh so loved the fear of death with every encounter...I think its the only thing that keeps me sane, without it...I might just go about and disect every living creature around.
 
"As appealing as that sounds." Leanne retorted while she started to quickly piece together her dismantled gun, moving her position away from the couch and over toward the door a bit. "Chances are there would be rotting animal guts sent in love letters to me. You would be the one to do that." She had nearly completed her gun, but continued the small talk as a quick way to prolong the inevitable. "And since when have you been sane? I thought that boat sailed a long time ago."
 
Nathan rubbed his head seemingly bored as he sat there chatting with her.

Nathan- Yeah yeah. I'm not sane. OoOoO run.

He mocked.

Nathan- This is me sane now...you've not even yet seen me when I really lose control of myself...I'm told I'm quite...beastly.

He said flirtingly to her as he winked, trying to provoke her into some kind of reaction. He thought it was funny whenever he'd make her angry, embarrassed, or shocked but he found it boring when she just played it off cool.
 
Leanne managed to lose her composure when he winked at her, her face lowered and her cheeks flushed red. She fumbled slightly with the gun, "Y..You shouldn't just go coming into my house whenever you please you know.." She spoke, trying to change the subject.
 
Nathan- Yeah, you're right. I could overhear things in your sleep or take advantage of you when you are. By the way, black lace looks really good on you.

He said as a total guess. He wanted to see if he hit the target and caused her to blush more, it made him amused. Plus, if he did hit it right he'd know what to expect for the future. He just smiled and watched her for a reaction.
 
She completely dropped the gun all together in surprise. Her face turned an undescribable shade of red before she quickly leaned down to grab the gun from the ground. "S-shut up!"
 
Nathan busted out laughing at her reaction. 'Jackpot', 'Sexy', 'Hilarious' were words that flew through his mind when he saw her reaction.

Nathan- Lighten up...I've seen yours...

Which was a lie because that was a guess he had made.

Nathan- I can always show you mine...IF...I'm wearing any.

He joked and teased.
 
((I apologize for taking such a long time to reply.))

"I would hope that you aren't wearing any panties." Leanne managed to retort, clenching the cool metal of the gun while she turned to him slightly. His teasing only caused her embarrassment to increase, but she tried to maintain some level of composure.
 
"Okay, I'll admit you actually managed to turn my words around with that one, but you know what I meant." He chuckled, awaiting an attack from her. "You're awfully slow at this, I might go take my boredom out on some of those Embassy guards."
 
The barrel of her gun was raised to his head then, pointed directly at it. "I thought I was trying to be.. nice.. Considering you helped me. But don't expect me to keep it up for long. I've never really been good at playing nice."
 
Nathan laughed at her putting the gun to his head. He shook his finger at her and sneered. "Oh no, you got me. No matter where I move now, I'll instantly be shot knowing your speed. So then...off to prison?" He said seriously. He thought this was amusing but he actually hadn't expected her to put the gun to his head so soon.
 
She hesitated, "You know as well as I do that I'm good as dead like you if I step into the police station. Especially in this condition, there's now way I'd be able to go around it...." There was a long, carefully thought out pause before she took a step closer to him, bending her arm so she could keep the gun in the same position. "But I guess we'll have to figure something else out."
 
"Oh no, its like one of those pornos where the guy is taken in by the police who have the policewomen have sex with him so that he'd spill the beans." He said tauntingly as he chuckled at the end of it. "Guess I'll leave what we do up to you."
 
"I don't know what kind of stuff you watch on TV, but that was definitely not what I was thinking." She mused, adjusting herself slightly to shift her weight. "Well... I don't particularly think you'll listen to me now even if you are at gunpoint.. You're a funny guy like that."
 
Nathan just chuckled as he sat back watching her. He didn't care if he was at gunpoint...he knew she couldn't kill him. Moving over to sit by her, he draped his arm over her shoulder as he whispered seductively into her ear. "You don't have to kill me...I know your feelings for me baby..."
 
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