#transcendingorigami

[accountingforadeathwish-blog]

Who Needs Mistletoe?

He.. He liked it!  it was such a simple thing to give, too and he reallyseemed to like it!  Jezebel didn’t smile too often, but she was right now.  It was big.. it was growing too the more he spoke and the way his cheeks burn softly.  Her own would light with more red as she rocks a little from heel of her foot to her toes and back, hands cupped behind her back politely.

"Y-you really like it?" she questions as if she didn’t believe him.  Really it was so simple but hey sometimes that’s all it took, right?  Jezebel tilts her head slightly when he says he felt bad, frowning a touch with a shake of her head.  ”Don’t feel bad.. It’s.. it’s just.. I-I never celebrated the holidays before so.. I-I wanted to do something nice this year.”

Then the kiss… She felt it.. In fact she turned because she wasn’t sure what he was doing and he’d find that the kiss didn’t quite land where intended, but on her lips instead.  And violet eyes grew wide with shock, but not horror or fear.. More like…

…Surprise…?   Holding it there for a moment before drawing back with a couple blinks and a few shades of red gracing the entirety of her face.  Rolling her lips inward she fumbles with her words as she tries to speak.

It was only once Vaughn had pulled away that he realized where his lips had actually landed. Hand immediately covering his own mouth, the accountant's eyes widened in a way to match the female'w own. When he started to try to apologize, his own face became red, the color spreading down his neck.

"I-I'm so sorry I didn't mean to- well I mean I did intend to kiss you- but i-it was supposed to be-" He stuttered on, feeling as though he was only finding ways to offend her in the process. Giving a cough, a hand reached up to rub the back of his neck.

"What I'm trying to say is, well, um, I-I didn't mean t-to kiss your...," clearing his throat, he felt his voice crack as he spoke the next words, "your lips." Taking a deep breath, he went on, voice quiet. "Well...I mean, not yet." 

With his face crimson, Vaughn ran a hand through his hair, unconsciously holding his breath. Eyes darting from her to the ground, he dug his teeth into his bottom lip. 

"I'm sorry..."

[accountingforadeathwish-blog]

Looking For an Opportunity

Vaughn removed his glasses, fingers rubbing over his eyelids as a groan passed his lips before he shut down his mobile computer. He had been up for the last three days going over the numbers in the Opportunity account searching for a large sum of money that had been taken out. So far, he could not find any files on where the money had gone. While he knew that many people in Hyperion were paid off for a number of reasons, the amount was usually never enough for any of the higher-ups to care. 

Unfortunately for him, this time it was a significant withdrawal.  

This, he had come to realize, was one of the reasons he had been called to his position at Opportunity. He had been gifted a chance to prove himself useful; something he certainly wasn't going to let slip through his fingers. 

Blinking back the exhaustion, Vaughn replaced his glasses before getting out of his parked vehicle. The company had loaned him a car for the time being until he made it to Opportunity. Hoping the fresh air would help him clear his head, he let out a heavy sigh.

Stretching his back, Vaughn looked over the landscape before him, eyeing a little outpost a little ways before him. Suddenly, the familiar sound of a motorcycle drifted into the air, causing him to look in the direction of the noise. 

The machine and whoever was riding looked to be coming his way, causing a pit to form in his stomach. Realizing the only thing he had on him was a modified taser, Vaughn began backing up towards his vehicle as the bike came closer and closer. 

"Please don't be a murderous bandit, please don't be a murderous bandit!"

[xslabking]

It was evening time in Sanctuary with the stars high above partially drowned out by the lights of the city. Jezebel sat on the edge of one of the rooftops, legs dangling over, staring at the sky as if waiting for something to happen. The little origami in her on her shoulder would flap its little wings to carry it down to her knee, peering over the edge quietly. When it spotted Brick, it hops off and would try to land on the man's shoulder, hoping to not be smacked in the process.

✭Weariness wasn’t foremost on Brick’s mind but it did plague through his senses to some degree. With the Sawtooth gang getting a wild hair up their collective asses and causing trouble for his own men he’d been away from Sanctuary for nearly a week. Solid food and familiar companionship were both key ideas for the rest of the evening if he had a chance—but he found himself forced to deviate from that long familiar path back to HQ. Maybe it was a good thing for the little crane that the berserker wasn’t the most trigger-reactive of men when it came to such simple things—he had paused at the gentle touchdown on his shoulder and glanced to note the little origami hanging out there. It’d take nothing to squash the paper crane as if it were little more than a bug beneath one of his hands but he smiled at it instead before glancing upwards where it had fallen from—spying Jezebel. “Think ya lost som’thing.”

[xslabking]

Special Delivery!

—meme

12. A video camera pointed in my muse’s face

✭Brick almost immediately reached for the little item that the woman was holding up and pointed at him—knowing it to not be a weapon at all but curious over it. “Ya get that from Moxxi?” He knew she had several video cameras—or several like them—but prying them from her wasn’t exactly the easiest. Not when her patrons were occasionally fond of stealing them.

[hamartaichubris]

Why would you lie to me?

Send my muse “Why would you lie to me?” for their reaction.

 "Because it’s fun; why the fuck not?" He doesn’t get the indignity here. Of course he lied to her - he hardly even knows her. Why should she expect anything different? 

[transcending-origami]

Fuck You Very Much | Jezebel & Jack

Well that was uncalled for.  Jezebel stares at the man, not entirely certain how to respond.  Lips part to speak, but close with slumped shoulders.  She instead opts to stare in disbelief.

[hamartaichubris]

        But was it uncalled for? Really? Maybe a little - but the kind of day Jack'd been having, she was lucky to get off with so genial a scathing remark.

        "Listen here, honey. I pick you up out there, wandering the wastes on some god-forsaken rock in the middle of skag heaven and bring you back out of the goodness of my heart, so you can in turn fill my office with -" He shoves a fistful of origami at her, shaking it threateningly. "I don't - what the fuck even are these things? Huh?" And why are they everywhere?

[psychotheory]

wastelands;

It was quiet.

Perhaps that should've been the first thing to flit through the man's half-drunk mind as being wrong. The desolate landscape was next to never truly silent - not unless something was going down or predators were afoot - but he couldn't even hear wildlife. The second thing that should've flitted through his mind at being likely wrong was when he traveled further along together Rosalina's encampment, slowly finding the traces of bodies then the wreckage of a vehicle that wasn't one he knew well.

Hmmm... The bodies were burned, unrecognizable, but it took the unscorched taggings on the side of the vehicle for him to pinpoint who the people were - no one in particular of any importance, really. Another bandit group, one unfamiliar.

Hal canted his head slightly, rolling his shoulders in stretching before he moved along the side of the damaged car. There was a lot of parts there in one spot he could use if he could get the beast back.. and on top of it whoever had attacked the lone machine had left much in the way of useful supplies. Greed flitted through the marauder's head as he moved to fling any useful parts, supplies, guns that he could get into it, kicking out to pop the jammed hood enough where he could take a look inside.

[dualityofthemask]

+transcending-origami has alerted Hyperion

Jack had made it his business to track and discover those who both lived and came to the planet Pandora. It was rare to find such a special element as Eridium, and there were thieves scattered across the stars, just waiting for their opportunity to swoop in. Luckily, the notorious millionaire had the entire Hyperion corporation at his disposal. If a threat arrived, it could easily be stomped out.

Currently, his attention had been brought to a new visitor who he had found exploring in the Highlands. Out of all the various landscapes of Pandora, Jack had to admit, he enjoyed the greenery within this area. If it weren't for the bandit colonies, it would have been a night place to set up Opportunity. 

Today, however, he ended up being called to the area himself to check up on some of those within his Hyperion camps. 

Binoculars to his face, he watched as the female made her way lazily towards a hidden stalker nest. A smile crossed his lips as he saw a few of the young, quick ones cloak invisible at the sound of her approach.

"God, I love it when I don't have to waste bullets. These little assholes might just take care of her for me!" Chuckling to himself, Jack raised a brow in amusement as he waited eagerly for the dragon-like creatures to attack.