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 Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 6:20 pm
 Hayden rolled her eyes when he told her to stay by the bike. "I'm not a dog, you know." She called after him but he just ignored her as he entered the house. However, when he tossed her the keys she was tempted to drive off but decided against it. Even though she didn't like it, she really had no choice. She was safer with him one way or the other.
Suddenly, she heard gun shots. Dogs started barking from down the street. Hayden looked up at the house. No one ran out. Not even Allyster. This worried her greatly. If he died, who would protect her. She was about to run in but she thought of what he had said.
Do no go near the house. Even if you hear screaming.
Hayden assumed he also meant other sounds such as gun shots. She told herself that she would wait half an hour. If he didn't come out, she would assume him dead and leave without him. The minutes passed by slowly.
Finally, Allyster walked out covered in blood. He had been wounded. "What happened? We need to get you to a hospital!" But he ignored her. He ignored her all the way home where he tossed some papers on the table and sat down on the couch even as he bled. This wasn't good.
"Oh no you don't." Hayden told him and guided him to the tub. "Get in and take off your shirt and pants. You can leave on your underwear." Hayden ignored the looks he was giving her and she pointed to the tub. "Get. In." She said more sternly. "I'll be right back." Hayden walked out and found tweezers and some bandages. When she returned, she took out the bullets one by one.
"You're an idiot, you know that right?" She found herself saying. "Going in there. No back up. Alone and no bullet proof armor. You could have gotten yourself killed!" Hayden took out the bullets one by one, rinsed off the wounds and sewed the wounds closed before bandaging them up. "I suggest a few bottles of alcohol to numb the pain. Or else it's going to be a painful night."
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 6:51 pm
 Allyster shook his head. He at first didn't but the way she commanded him sorta scared him. He took off his cloths and got in the bath as she took out the bullets. Allyster let her take out the bullets and listened to her "So...I wasn't going to let you help me." he said and looked up at her "I know you need protection but what do you care?" he asked and shook his head.
Allyster didn't know what to do so he waited until she finished and listened to everything she said. He got up and left and put his cloths "Miss Williams, I appreciate yuor assistance." he said "I would like to take you out on a Friendly little hangout day." he said "Tomorrow...unless you would like to do it now." he said.
He ignored the blood on his outfit and picked it up. Though his wounds weren't sealed he refused to do anything else. He had other things to do now. He went to the door and looked outside and went up to his room grabbing the paper. He went to his computer and began entering Data into a special program only available in certain illegal markets.
He did take off his shirt and left it in the room as he worked. He didn't care much for the bullet holes in his skin. He looked focused and busy but not in pain.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:04 pm
"Why do you care that I need protecting?" She asked. Though she could have guessed. It was better to have her in jail to rot then dead. To her, he was too driven to prove that she was the Night's Mistress to do anything else. He didn't even care that he was bleeding from gun shot wounds.
Allyster left without a shirt on and went to do some work. Always working. She admitted to herself that he was attractive but they could never mix. She wanted to steal and he wanted her in jail. Two opposite ends. So opposite it would never work either way.
Hayden pushed the thought aside and made some dinner for the two of them. She put some of the Chicken Parmesan and potatoes on a plate and walked into the computer room where was. "Here," she said as she placed the plate next to him. "And this time I expect you to eat it." She had made him breakfast earlier but he hadn't bothered eating a bite. Before she walked out, she stopped at the door remembering his invite. "If you're well enough to go on the 'friendly hang out,' though I don't understand why, then I'll go with you. I don't see why not." Hayden walked out and ate her own food in the kitchen.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:35 pm
Allyster ate his food quick ad ate and continued working. He finished and got and changed his cloths to something both nicer and normal. He put his work on pause and gave her enough time to eat as he walked downstairs and put it on the table. He looked at her "Okay...when yuor ready." he said.
He sat at the table and crossed his arms as he waited for her to get ready. If she needed something to wear he had cloths that would fit her. Why he had girl cloths is beacuse of his past cases. He played with the gun still not feeling pain from the gun. He had never felt pain of being shot beacuse he had done it so much. Though he hadn't been ht to much n the chest.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:45 pm
Hayden placed her plate in the sink and turned to face him. She didn't like the fact that he was willing to go out on a 'friendly hang out' after he had been shot. Whether the wounds were covered or not, he needed to rest but, Hayden knew, he would just continue to work some more.
"Ok," she shrugged. "I'm ready." She grabbed her wallet with a big smile. "You can take me shopping." There weren't a lot of feminine clothes in the house since this was his home. She had found a few things but they didn't really interest her. Mostly, the looked like things her mother would wear. Not to mention, shopping was what she did best; aside from stealing of course.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:04 pm
Allyster stood up and smiled and opened the door letting her out. He didn't care for shopping but he owed it to her. He waited for her to her to get on his motorcycle before he drove into town. He stopped closer to the shopping district and looked at her "We will go where you want." he said and put his hands in his pockets. He picked his bag off the bike and put it around his shoulder as he waited for her.
Allyster looked around. He never came here really he only wet out when it was for a case or for food. He crossed his arms and yawned as he walked with her. He would pay for it as he could not caring for his injuries at all . Allyster whistled they might as well try and get to know each other since they would be staying with each other.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 5:09 pm
As they walked into town, Hayden hung close to her wallet. It felt good to actually have her money back that she could actually use. She went to store after store buying clothes with her own money. As they walked out of another store, bags in hand, Hayden looked over to Allyster. "So, tell me Sherlock, besides trying to catch criminals, what do you like to do? There had to be something you like to do."
In a way, she was interested in how the mind of Allyster Amon worked. The man who tried to catch her every night she went to steal something. He was driven but there had to be more to his life. More to the man who was determined to put her behind bars. Hayden half that he was hurt by a girl so much that he was driven to have something else occupy his mind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 6:13 pm
Allyster looked at her "I-I like to watch romance movies..." he said and shook his head. He shook his head wondering why he told her that. But he did enjoy romance movies as opposed to action movies. He enjoyed watching horror the most but it wasn't wise to tell her that. He shook his head and looked at his cloths. This might have been one of the few times he has worn normal clothing and went out without his gun.
He looked at her with a raised brow " I also...do special work as a marriage councilor." he whispered. Allyster has had a girlfriend before and then another and another and another but no relationship works beacuse he can get so focused on trying to bring down Hayden. He yawned and looked at her "I try not to dwell on the subject of love unless reading it, movies entertain me." he said "Though I do have to pride myself on complying with the suspension of disbelief on everything involving romance." he said.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 6:59 pm
Hayden found it a surprise that he enjoyed romance and did special work for marriage counseling. "Really?" She asked a little shocked. "You don't strike me as the person who would like romance movies and help people with their marriage."
The image in her mind of him helping others with their marriage was him telling them to give it up. A marriage was not worth it in their cases. Of course, she didn't voice this aloud. In fact, she just kept it to herself. Allyster seemed bitter to her. That he was, indeed, hurt by someone in the past. But Hayden chose not to ask. It wasn't really her place to dig into his life. "You know, Sherlock, what do you want to do? I'm sure my shopping has bored you enough already. Do want to go to the movies? Or, perhaps, do something else?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 7:14 pm
Allyster shook his head "I know but...even though I don't have love..I have fixed many marriages." he said and shrugged "I don't care." he said. He shook his head 'I don't care how pathetic it seems...in those sessions they ask me about how my love life goes and the story gets them together if its bad enough." he said.
He looked at her and shrugged " I suppose that we could go to the movies or something." he said "If you want I could take you to the carnival." he said and shrugged looking at her. He yawned and looked at her and found his cycle was gone but a car was in his place. He smiled it was his but it was strange to find it there. He opened the trunk and put everything inside. He looked under it and smiled " I bet it was Chris again..always does this." he said.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 7:32 pm
Now she was curious, more than ever, to know the girl, or girls if there were more than one, who had broken his heart. Apparently, his love life was so bad that he was able to actually fix marriages. Hayden looked around, worried someone would have the opportunity to shoot. Her face, no doubt, was well known among the Mafia by now. Her being in public was almost as if she was putting a target on her forehead.
The thought of sitting in a dark room with Allyster seemed too likely that someone could easily sneak in and kill her and Allyster both. A carnival, however. "We could go to the carnival. It would be interesting to see a Carnival set in the city instead of the country." Growing up on a farm, she was used to carnivals in the country with horses races and eating contests. But she had always wanted to go to a carnival in the city to see the difference. She had heard so many things and always wondered if they were all true.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 3:02 pm
Allyster shook his head and got into the car after opening the door for her. He drove to the carnival and drove to the carnival. He knew they weren't in danger yet or wouldn't be for awhile beacuse Allyster was here and they wouldn't risk loosing to many people just yet. He looked at her and opened her door so she could get out "Here we are." he said and smiled. This carnival was rather big and a lot of people were here.
Allyster looked at her "So what do you wish to do first Miss Williams." he said and looked at her crossing his arms. He looked at her and for the first time he didn't feel the overwhelming need to shoot her or put her in jail. He knew it might be temporary but he had no problem with it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 4:24 pm
Hayden was in awe. Never in her life, had she seen anything like it. Allyster opened the door for her like a gentleman. "Thank you," she said and stepped out. There were so many things to do that she wasn't sure where to start. She wanted to go on the Ferris Wheel but then again she wanted to get cotton candy but there were also booths to shoot things at. There were booths full of other fun games to play and have a chance at actually winning something.
"I-I don't know where to start." Hayden sighed. There were fast rides and slow rides. Hayden wanted to do it all but where to start? "What do you want to do first?" She asked, curious to see what he would choose.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 5:00 pm
Allyster looked at her in surprise and scratched his head "I have no clue.." he said. He looked around and looked at the batting cage. He noticed the scoreboard and the prizes an smiled "There.." he said and grabbed her hand pulling her over. He whispered in her ear and asked "What prize do you want?" he asked her. He crossed his arm and leaned against the cage as he waited.
He was good at certain sports, though boxing was he best, he was good at others. He wouldn't tell the girl he liked to box. No one except the people who went knew and no one said a word. He hardly lost and was known for being happy there so no one told a soul about it. He had a reputation for being scary and he was going to keep it
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 5:27 pm
Hayden felt a jump in her chest when Allyster took her hand but she shrugged it off. It was nothing. Probably, just indigestion. She was pulled over to the batting cage and she smiled. Allyster didn't see him as a batter. She didn't even see has doing any kind of sport. Although she didn't believe that he would actually get it, she looked over at all the prized animals. The biggest one, worth the most hits, was a giant purple teddy bear.
"That one." She smiled teasingly. "The big purple teddy bear. Betcha can't get that, Sherlock." Hayden folded her arms and leaned against the fence to see his reaction. In her mind, she really did want the bear. It looked exactly like the one her father had given her when she was young but, somehow, it was sold in a garage sale while she was at camp.
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