Crash of two (Black cat)

[softenedmedusa]

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When the city came into the view, the woman inhaled a deep breath and allowed herself to relax completely. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as the looming shadows of buildings caught her gaze and the whirring of vehicles not too far off filled her ears. Her hands moved immediately to the seat belt cinched along her torso and she hurriedly undid it, slowly sliding from her seat. Part way through the ride, Steve had lost his friendly demeanor and now Black felt as if her presence really was a nuisance. Her lips pressed together in the center and she tossed her hair behind her shoulder. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely carrying over the hum of the helicopter's blades overhead. "I appreciate it." Carefully, she deposited herself to the ground and kicked at a tuft of hardened grass. She snorted at his final words and bowed her head in a faint nod. "Mm. I'll try. Can't guarantee that I'll be successful." Lifting her clawed hand, she offered him a faint wave and then turned sharply on her heel, navigating across the field and further away from where the helicopter still remained. Prior to her form disappearing from sight, she cast a quick glance over her suit-clad shoulder and sucked in one of her cheeks. She felt a slight pang of regret for not having allowed herself to get to know him better, but it was possibly for the best. Women like her weren't appreciated and were considered a pest. She was a handful, she knew it, and there was no one out there in their right mind who would focus their time and energy in trying to calm her ways. She just wasn't worth it.

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Steve inhaled sharply and looked at the instruments before him. Being a jerk seemed to be the only way to keep from getting into this...complicated mess of what would possibly be a regretful decision. No point in extending feelings and getting to know one individual, when, they could not be tamed and would likely end up breaking one's heart. Starting the rotation of the rotors above him he pulled back on the yoke and felt the helicopter kick up dust as it ascended up into the night sky. Wherever she was heading, he thought, it is possibly to a better place then with me. Smiling he turned the yoke and pivoted towards the glittering building far away. Perhaps in the future he would find someone to be with, for now, he had a job to finish and having anyone entangled in his life would just likely get hurt. Looking over at the corpse like hand in his bag he wondered how much it would fetch to his buyer.

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