Miss Bianca

Cat and Mouse || Earthquake || Niko & Bianca

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It was hopeless, he could see that. Stepping away from the rubble, Niko paced along the length of the room, his human equivalent to lashing his tail. He needed to do something, he couldn’t just sit there, useless and waiting. But unfortunately that seemed to be the only option at the moment, frustrating him more. Turning to the woman quickly, he spoke fast, snappy, “Do you have any ideas?” he raised an eyebrow at her. But then he frowned slightly, realizing what an asshole he must seem like at the moment. Chances were, it wouldn’t get him anywhere, as irritation or frustration was definitely emanating from the woman. “Sorry,” he forced himself to murmur, glancing down, “My… girlfriend,” Colette was his girlfriend, probably, “is somewhere in the building and I just… I have no idea if she’s okay…” It was the truth. And a valid reason to put anyone in a bad mood. “Any ideas as to how to get out of here? I really need to make sure she’s safe.”

She looked up at him, a rather bored and annoyed expression as he asked for her help. Biting her lip she didn't respond immediately. Should she point out the way with a small risk? Or should she just let him suffer and watch him try to claw through the rubble... however before she was able to make a decision he was apologizing to her and explaining himself. She sighed lightly, a polite half smile coming to her features as she stepped forward to offer her hand. "I am Bianca Miska. My husband is out there was well... but snapping at the only aid you may have is not the best way to handle a situation... no?" She said it gently, more as advice should he get in a stressful situation in the future. "I do, actually. There." She pointed to the vent. "Though the roof is unstable and we would need to uh- help one another. If we were to go that way. But it may be better than ... your digging." She pawed at the air in an attempt to explain what she meant.

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Absolutely Lovely || Grand Ball || Bianca and Cyril

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"Husband?" Cyril chuckled, "You think he’d at least manage to get here on time for his wife." Relationships fascinated Cyril. In his world, there were few people who got into serious ones. Married men, at least happilymarried men, did not end up at the strip club, where he worked and spent most of his time. It didn’t seem like any of his coworkers was in one, either. And back when he and his brothers spent most of their time on the streets was no better. “Someone should tell him it’s rude to keep one’s date waiting.” The girls had explained that to him enough times. Not that he really went on dates. They weren’t his thing. This wasn’t his world.

"Oh he's here! We arrived together... I do believe he just managed to find himself someone to chat to... not much of a dancer you see... He'll share a dance with me but he is quite shy." She laughed, a gently laugh that betrayed her fondness for her partner that would seem so natural to someone who thought they were married. But to one who knew her, perhaps it would give away her true feelings for the clumsy, superstitious young man. "Oh I don't mind, I am not going anywhere." She waved lightly. Excusing her date, knowing he was just being himself. Well, that and they weren't really married. Nor even dating. They were just business partners. Though that was to be kept to themselves.

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I Thought... Maybe... || Bianca and Benny

A blush covered Benny’s cheeks when she kissed him, and he ducked his head as he went to the other side an sat. He should be used to this by now, their cover was that they were a married couple, after all. But it caught him by surprise whenever she kissed him, and still affected him more than it should. He was incapable of hiding the reaction to her kisses, even if it was just a peck to his cheek, no matter how hard he try. “I-I was thinking about the ravioli,” he told her, fiddling with the corner of his menu as he spoke, “if you want, we can share? So you get t-the best of both?” She’d given three options, but two out of three was pretty good. And it was a very married couple thing to do, hopefully one that would distract from the color in his cheeks. His eyes darted down to her hand though, when he looked down and noticed it was over his, and he blushed a bit harder, turning his hand over to hold hers gently. They were a married couple, technically. It was alright.

"Hmm..." Bianca hummed. "That sounds delightful! Which would you prefer then? Chicken or Salmon?" She wanted him to enjoy the meal just as much as she wanted to. "Do you think we should get a bit of wine as well? Just a glass couldn't hurt..." She smiled sweetly at him. She didn't drink much but with dinner it just seemed right. It wasn't just another night in with whatever they brought to the room, or even a meal in the diner. They'd gone out and Bianca planned to make the best o fit. Nights like this were her favorite. She admitted to having fancy taste, and though- she was content with anything should the option arise, she would enjoy it.

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

Benny patted his back pocket, just to reassure himself that it was there, always having an irrational fear that he would be caught without the means to pay for what he got, one day. A little smile tugged at the corners of his lips when she kissed his cheek, and he nodded in agreement. It was the loveliest. Reaching for the door, he quickly opened it, casting one last glance at Bianca, he got out of the car, getting from the car and into the door as soon as possible, though he made sure to hold it for his partner. But he stopped for a moment, as soon as he was inside, brining his hands to his lips to breathe hot air onto them, wiggling them slightly so they would thaw for him. “W-what should we get, Bianca?”

Bianca smiled and followed him out of the car, jogging around to him and taking his hand as they headed into the little diner. "I don't know, why don't you pick this time, Benny darling?" She didn't really mind. As long as this time they were together. Really, truly together. Not just a facade of marriage. He knew now, and she knew that the affections they'd shown one another thus far had grown in meaning over the time they'd been on this mission. Perhaps... one day they could put the wedding rings to good use.

#faceclaim #okay i'm done after his #I just want to torment Benny

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#Benny #Faceclaim #OTP:Actually Married

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

"Me too," he agreed, glancing over at her, before forcing his eyes back on the road, knowing that it was more important to watch at the moment. Even if Bianca was more beautiful. It didn’t take long for him to pull up into the driveway, relieved that the roads had looked so much worse than they actually were. "Food first?" he undid his seatbelt before looking over at Bianca, not wanting to step into the cold before he knew where they were going and could make a beeline for it. Benny really disliked the cold…

Bianca smiled at his response. And despite wanting to hold his hand, or snuggle up against him like she wanted to. She left him be. Just so he could focus on driving. Knowing the roads might not be as nasty as they looked but they probably weren't clear sailing regardless. She looked about Storybrooke, keeping her eyes peeled for... well anything really. Just in case. "Food first." She nodded in agreement and hit the release button her seat belt before leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. "Then home to call the agency after dinner. Oh Benny, Darling this is all so lovely."

#Benny #Faceclaim #OTP:Actually Married

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”..there, that’s why. Because I actually like it when you interupt me, which is..often by the way. I love you because you make no apologies about being exactly who you are. Beautiful, smart, sexy as hell. You’re completely unaware of your affect on me. You’re also completely unaware that you laugh, like a four year old! ..Just like that. And I love you because you can be with someone like me and still be best friends with someone like Blair. But you never give up on her. That is how amazing you are.”

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

Benny smiled when Bianca got into the car, silent for a moment as little bits of snow glistened in her hair, making her look like a snow queen or something of that sort. She really was beautiful… “B-bianca?” his teeth chattered slightly, but otherwise he was fine with the car’s heater on. Cupping her cheek, he gently turned her face so he could look at her, leaning in to shyly kiss her, just like he’d wanted to do for more than a year now. Then, offering her a smile, he put the car into reverse, checking all his mirrors twice, and his seatbelt, before driving out onto the road, relieved when he didn’t have too much trouble, and began to take them back to the inn.

"Yes, Benny Darling?" She turned to look at him when he called her name and smiled into the kiss. Returning it eagerly. Nuzzling her nose against his briefly before letting him drive. "I'm glad we came here today." She said, softly. They'd found a house. And they'd finally, finally gotten all those pent up feelings out in the open and she was happiest she'd been in quite a long time. Now, she hadn't forgotten about Ginny, of course. But she knew in the end, when they saved Ginny, this would be one of her favourite missions ever. And she'd found a new permanent partner. As she was going to request they work together in the future.

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

"I-it sounds perfect," he smiled back at her, loving the idea of being able to do something other than read, not having to avoid trying to get domestic for the first time since they’d arrived in Storybrooke. He glanced back, smiling when he saw Bianca still looking at the house. "S-soon." Offering her his arm, he opened the door, shivering as a gust of cold wind chilled him to the bone. Taking a deep breathe, he emotionally prepared himself, before stepping out into the cold, making his way to the car as fast as he could, trying not to get any snow in his shoes or down his coat. He got into the driver’s side of the car as soon as he could, relieved that his mission had mostly succeeded, and looked over.

She laughed lightly, happily, when he commented on her look at the house. "It's perfect Benny, Darling. Just perfect." She nodded, before turning and taking his arm as they headed outside. Being made rather alter quite quickly by the icy bite of the wind. Not that she was drifting off, it was just a sudden change. Even if the inside of the house wasn't exactly what one would call warm. She followed after him, glad she opted for her boots, rather than the heels she'd been debating on wearing. (Not that the boots were anything but stylish and warm, of course.) She did however, pull her coat tighter around her as the snow was coming down hard and it getting down the back of her neck wasn't in the least bit appealing. She slid into the passengers seat and finally let go of the coat. Smiling, it was actually quite pretty when you weren't standing in it.

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

"T-the diner," he looked at her, the words more of a question than a statement, "I don’t want to be kept waiting because w-we were late." He could feel his stomach start to send him pointed reminders, not wanting it to get to the point where it growled. "I-if that’s okay." He walked over to where they had hung their coats, taking Bianca’s off its hanger and holding it out for her, always making sure to be a gentleman to his partner. Then he got his, shrugging it on and zipping it all the way up, knowing it’d be cold. "R-ready?" he picked up the keys, unlocking the car so they wouldn’t have to wait in the snow for him to find them again.

"I will call and cancel, so they can have the seats should anyone else show. I don't believe many will in this whether though." She nodded. "Plus, a night in together sounds quite nice... don't you think,Benny Darling?" She smiled sweetly, she loved their dinners out together, but she was so used to playing the part of the couple, a night in where both would be reminded that it was real now would be nice. She tohught at least. "Thank you." She slipped her coat on buttoned it up. Looking back at the house, her vision before incorporated so many things from each of them, now she couldn't imagine it any differently and she couldn't wait to have it be theirs.

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

"Home is good," he smiled, nodding. It was funny how they’d come to think of Granny’s as home for the moment. But that probably wasn’t it, he realized, not caring one way or another about the inn. Having Bianca there made it home. Home was where the heart was, so that had to be it. "Okay, Bianca." Benny began to move past her, towards the stairs, hand still in hers as they went. It didn’t take long for him to give the basement a once over, glancing back every so often to make sure Bianca was still with him, that he wasn’t dreaming and she wouldn’t disappear. "Home, Bianca?" he asked when they were upstairs again, standing closer to her than he usually would of his own choice. He glanced out the window, hoping that the snow wasn’t as bad as it looked from inside.

She nodded and followed him down to the basement and let him checck it over. She didn't really worry if it would flood. They didn't currently have enough things to put much int he basement and Maine might be watery but there wasn't much for floods in the small town. But it would ease Benny's conscience so she let him check. Squeezing his hand in encouragement she nodded when he said home. "We not stay here all night anyway. I think home is a good idea." She smiled, looking out the window. "I bet they have cleared the main road, we'll be safe and sound soon. Perhaps we should just grab something from the diner on the way home? Or we could walk to the restaurant." But she would want to make this one of the few occasions she wore pants, she had a nice pair of dress pants of course. But a dress wouldn't do in this weather.

Snowed In || Benny & Bianca

"I-it’s not silly," he blushed softly when she told him that, not sure if to be relieved or shocked that it hadn’t been once sided, not even at the beginning, really. Benny hadn’t believed it when she’d chosen him, of all the agents in the Society, and even though the idea of a real mission, an undercover one, made him nervous, he didn’t find an excuse not to go, a chance to get to know Bianca as more than just the beautiful woman he bumped into on occasion impossible to pass down. "W-we can," he nodded slightly, smiling widely at that word. Together. It had to be the most beautiful sound in the world. “Anything, Bianca, a-anything you want.” His cheeks flushed again when she said she slept better with him, though it was something he had noticed for a while now. Taking her hands in his, he bit his lip, glancing down at their shoes before his eyes darted up to hers again, filled excitement and adoration, “S-should we call the society? Or do you want to get back first? And we should call the Realtors. And I still need to check the basement to see if it’ll flood. A-and,” his eyes landed on her lips for the briefest of moments, prompting him to lean in and just barely kiss her, “I-I love you, Bianca Miska.”

She smiled, he was so nervous but there was a calmness that she'd never seen before now. Perhaps a comfort in realizing that she loved him, she wasn't sure. But she liked the way that he was looking at her. "I think we ought to get home first." She laughed. "Let us check the basement... and see if we can get out. Maybe the roads are not as bad as they look." Bianca smiled, returning the kiss, happy that they could do this. They could be comfortable. They could be together. And now, it wouldn't be an act. They weren't married, no. But that didn't matter now. The important part was that they were together. They were happy. And they were going to find Ginny, and maybe... there was a future here. Once they found her... they could start their own life here. And stay in the RAS.