#eireann threads

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( @indissoluta )

     “ Well this is certainly interesting.” Tomas raised his brow glancing at the image before him. “ You know, Miss Kennedy, there is often a policy on mixing business and pleasure. Are you certain it’s a line you want to cross? “ a smirk graced his lips. “ You only get once chance to turn back.”

She gave a small smirk, noticing Tomas’ raised brow.  It wasn’t something she had ever seen.  Tomas was precise, almost too much so.  Sometimes, she joked, to herself, that her computer was more spontaneous than Tomas.  

Eire walked over to him, sitting on the edge of his desk, crossing her legs.  Yes, she knew that her attire was far from her normal.  The heels were not her usual converse tennis shoes, and the dress was fitted to the frame of her lithe body.  

She was making a point. 

“I know what I am doing, Mr. Malek.”  She adored a challenge, and in her heart, she was still an Unseelie, no matter how many years she had been removed from that group.  It was in her blood to push, to press, to test -- to challenge.

“Are you certain you know just what you have gotten into?”

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Truth || Eire & Samuel

( @theimpalpable )

 “You’re bonny and from this point view I can tell y’have great assets.” It surely sounded like something far from the topic at hand, but oh, wait for it. “See? I just told you th’truth without making a fuss out of it. Simple and straight from th’heart, which makes it pure.” Whether he was being playful or honest, well, that was uncertain, but judging by his usual behavior, the hacker was probably acting impish toward the entire ordeal; rarely owning a lick of seriousness in his soul ( or rather, preferring to hide away from dourness; dodging all solemnity ).

 “Not everything has t’be so touchy.”

Eire looked down, taking a long drink from her beer in a rather poor attempt to hide the blush those very words brought to her cheeks.  She could tell that Samuel actually meant those words -- even if they were playful.  His heart rate stayed steady the entire time.  “I am not so used to the truth, Samuel,” she answered, looking back up at him with her brown eyes.

He only knew about her love of computers.  Samuel knew little about her beyond that.  He didn’t know about what she was, what she could do, and what she had done to survive.  In the scheme of it all, he was one of her first friends in a long time -- outside of Gage.

She reached over, playfully tugging his hair.  “Thank you.”  The lithe blonde sat back, smirking.  “There -- I’ve -- I do keep a lot of secrets, and also, you are pretty easy on the eyes, gamer boy,” she teased, taking another swig of her beer.

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Geeks | Eire & Samuel

( @theimpalpable )

 “What are y’trying t’imply here, Eireann?” His voice was far from serious, small smirk slowly taking a hold of his lips as eyebrows lifted with a ratherplayful curiosity. He was about to reply with a ‘I hope you don’t mind not being the first’, but truth be told, he wasn’t the kind to bring everyone and their mother to his abode. Samuel certainly looked like the type to have one night stands all the time; flings here and temporal romances there; rebellious nature written in leather jackets, torn jeans; messy hair and ragged boots making people believe exactly that. However, he wasn’t. Yes, hacker was certainly a rebel, but he wasn’t densely interested in jumping from one bed to the other. That didn’t mean he was a saint, though, and it showed in the way he teased —– like now.

 “You’re just helping me t’pile up these boxes inside, aren’t you? Nothing for me t’mind.” A nonchalant shrug, small control with digits sliding out of his pocket in order to open door. “Unless you’re thinking about something else,then.” He proceeded to wink, a chuckle reverberating right afterward.

She laughed, “I’m not implying anything, but I wonder where your brain is going...”  Eire was teasing.  Samuel already seemed to be that type -- the one that never took much seriously, and it was a refreshing feeling.  The two of them had met in a rather strange way -- or, should she say, cliche way.  She had bumped into him, causing him to drop boxes.

Eire peaked at him over the top of the boxes.  Her eyes were bright -- happy.  Her cheeks were even the softest pink from his tease, even if she did counter it fairly well.  “Yes, I wanted to help.  I also know many guys wouldn’t want a girl in their apartment.  Maybe I will judge your computer system...see if it’s worth a damn...”  She let her voice trail off in a playful jab, knowing that the two of them both liked computers.

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Work | Eire & Tomas

( @csaloka )

She had her headphones on to block out some of the sounds of the city.  Eire could still feel every vibration near her, but the music helped to steady her mind.  There was little that could have convinced her to allow Tomas back to her warehouse.  That was her safe spot.  It was Gage’s as well.  So, with that in mind, she set up their next meeting in the park.  He had work for her, but she still was very unsure as to what that work entailed.