Neena Thurman. Domino. Mercenary with a little twist of fate. Don't make yourself my next target and we're cool. [RP blog for Marvel's Domino. Face claim is Kate Beckinsale. Part of the Darkest Hour RP group.]
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Her tongue flicked past her lips to temporarily conceal a fairly cheeky grin, before her lips twitched up further into a full-on smirk. A slight glimmer in her eyes mirrored the mischief that was visible in the rest of her expression, and she pushed her eyebrows up into a look of mock innocence.
"Me, hit on you? That would be very unprofessional."
A snicker was drawn from her at his remark, and despite her amusement, she kept an intense gaze on him, subtly drawing him out for a challenge, to see how their dynamics would play out in all this.
"Tell you what, Johnny-boy. You join the team, I getcha an outfit, you get us scout cookies."
The cheeky smirk was now pasted onto her face almost permanently, teasing, provoking. She just wanted to see what he had in store, really.
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“Aw, wouldn’t ya? Bet it’d look good on you.”
A snicker rolled past her lips and she flashed him the cheekiest of smirks before her expression simmered down to a simple small grin.
“Naah, was thinkin’ more along the lines of something leather for you. Always been particularly fond of the way that looked on ya, and you can wear the buckle as a sign you’re on our team, mhm?”
As he mentioned scout’s honor, she pictured him in a boyscout outfit, and for a fraction of a moment, she managed to maintain composure. Then she just burst out in wholehearted laughter.
“Sure thing, boyscout. Sure thing.”
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"Aw, wouldn't ya? Bet it'd look good on you."
A snicker rolled past her lips and she flashed him the cheekiest of smirks before her expression simmered down to a simple small grin.
"Naah, was thinkin' more along the lines of something leather for you. Always been particularly fond of the way that looked on ya, and you can wear the buckle as a sign you're on our team, mhm?"
As he mentioned scout's honor, she pictured him in a boyscout outfit, and for a fraction of a moment, she managed to maintain composure. Then she just burst out in wholehearted laughter.
"Sure thing, boyscout. Sure thing."
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Neena pressed her lips together to stifle a laugh, but failed to do so, lips parting and a warm laugh slipping from them at his remark.
“Whatever floats your boat, Johnny-boy. ‘Sides, I kinda like the sound of that.”
She poured herself another full glass and kicked her feet up on a nearby chair, crossing them at the ankles. It always took a while for her to completely relax, but she trusted him a fair amount, so relaxing came more natural when she was with him.
“One condition though. Team’s a secret and will remain a secret. Oh, and you get to wear a costume, ain’t that nice?”
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Neena pressed her lips together to stifle a laugh, but failed to do so, lips parting and a warm laugh slipping from them at his remark.
"Whatever floats your boat, Johnny-boy. 'Sides, I kinda like the sound of that."
She poured herself another full glass and kicked her feet up on a nearby chair, crossing them at the ankles. It always took a while for her to completely relax, but she trusted him a fair amount, so relaxing came more natural when she was with him.
"One condition though. Team's a secret and will remain a secret. Oh, and you get to wear a costume, ain't that nice?"
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She couldn’t help but smirk at his remark. Was he complimenting her? That was a nice addition to the conversation. She snapped her fingers, her tone of voice playful.
“He-hey, eyes up here, luv’.”
A chuckle was uttered before she went back to business, remaining silent as he considered her offer. It wasn’t until he offered his hand for her to shake that the smile returned to her face. She gave him a firm handshake and an appreciative smile to boot.
“Thanks, Blaze. You’re a real welcome addition to the team.”
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She couldn't help but smirk at his remark. Was he complimenting her? That was a nice addition to the conversation. She snapped her fingers, her tone of voice playful.
"He-hey, eyes up here, luv'."
A chuckle was uttered before she went back to business, remaining silent as he considered her offer. It wasn't until he offered his hand for her to shake that the smile returned to her face. She gave him a firm handshake and an appreciative smile to boot.
"Thanks, Blaze. You're a real welcome addition to the team."
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“I’m a costumed bozo myself, doll.”
Offering him a bitter grin, she empties her glass and in that same move picking up the bottle to refill it again immediately. This news needed to be drowned back with a fair bit of liquor. It wasn’t an easy situation, and it needed to be solved.
“If we were to set up an underground movement, say, a team of ‘costumed bozos’, would’ya join us?”
The tone of her voice was light, but the look in her eyes dead serious. Yes, she was inviting Johnny Blaze onto a team that technically didn’t exist just yet. It’d do them good to have him on their side.
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zarathosrevenge replied to your post: Mornin', bozos~
Mornin’
What's kickin', firefox~? *snickers*
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Not much at all. Tryin'a dodge away from Osborn's radar, I really don't feel like workin' for him.
bloodyfourthofjuly replied to your post: Mornin’, bozos~
Oh, hey Dom.
Hey Jubes, what’s up?
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bloodyfourthofjuly replied to your post: Mornin', bozos~
Oh, hey Dom.
Hey Jubes, what's up?
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"I'm a costumed bozo myself, doll."
Offering him a bitter grin, she empties her glass and in that same move picking up the bottle to refill it again immediately. This news needed to be drowned back with a fair bit of liquor. It wasn't an easy situation, and it needed to be solved.
"If we were to set up an underground movement, say, a team of 'costumed bozos', would'ya join us?"
The tone of her voice was light, but the look in her eyes dead serious. Yes, she was inviting Johnny Blaze onto a team that technically didn't exist just yet. It'd do them good to have him on their side.
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The look of amusement cleared off her face the moment she realized she was going to have to explain the entire situation to him. Where would she even start? A lot had happened when it came to the forming of new teams, but Osborn’s little tricks had been the biggest blow so far.
“Osborn set up a new team. Dark Avengers, with a sub-division of Dark X-Men…let’s just say Summers ain’t happy at all. He hauled Emma over, and by the looks of it, several other really important X-Men.”
She exhaled through her nostrils in a bit of a sigh and took another drink, letting her thoughts mull over the situation.
“Basically, the regular Avengers’re no longer the heroes. The villains pose as heroes and it ticks me off real bad.”
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The look of amusement cleared off her face the moment she realized she was going to have to explain the entire situation to him. Where would she even start? A lot had happened when it came to the forming of new teams, but Osborn's little tricks had been the biggest blow so far.
"Osborn set up a new team. Dark Avengers, with a sub-division of Dark X-Men...let's just say Summers ain't happy at all. He hauled Emma over, and by the looks of it, several other really important X-Men."
She exhaled through her nostrils in a bit of a sigh and took another drink, letting her thoughts mull over the situation.
"Basically, the regular Avengers're no longer the heroes. The villains pose as heroes and it ticks me off real bad."
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“When do I ever not give my enemies hell?”
She ruffled her hair, then went straight back to her relaxed sitting position. Her eyes followed every little detail of what he was doing, the cheeky smirk that had been on her lips lingering for a little while longer as she did so. She took a drink, then darted out her tongue to catch a stray drop of scotch on her bottom lip.
“Gotta love a man who can hold his liquor.”
The remark came seemingly out of nowhere, but she’d been observing the way he downed one drink after the other. For some reason, that was more appealing to her than a man who’d sip his glass as though it was about to break. A man’s drinking habits tell a lot about his personality.
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As he moved his hand to reach for the bottle, she clacked her tongue against the back of her teeth and offered him a cheeky smirk rather than handing him the bottle. She downed the contents of her glass and poured herself another one, then handed the bottle to him.
"It's a man's world, but I never claimed I ain't up to speed."
She put the glass to her lips and tipped it just a little, letting the liquor settle against her lips briefly before opening them and taking a sip, all the while remaining eye contact with him. Once she'd set the glass back on the table, she continued the conversation whilst her fingers played across the edge of her glass.
"So, ya heard what's up with Osborn and his gang? Looks like there's trouble ahead..."
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“When do I ever not give my enemies hell?”
She ruffled her hair, then went straight back to her relaxed sitting position. Her eyes followed every little detail of what he was doing, the cheeky smirk that had been on her lips lingering for a little while longer as she did so. She took a drink, then darted out her tongue to catch a stray drop of scotch on her bottom lip.
“Gotta love a man who can hold his liquor.”
The remark came seemingly out of nowhere, but she’d been observing the way he downed one drink after the other. For some reason, that was more appealing to her than a man who’d sip his glass as though it was about to break. A man’s drinking habits tell a lot about his personality.
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"When do I ever not give my enemies hell?"
She ruffled her hair, then went straight back to her relaxed sitting position. Her eyes followed every little detail of what he was doing, the cheeky smirk that had been on her lips lingering for a little while longer as she did so. She took a drink, then darted out her tongue to catch a stray drop of scotch on her bottom lip.
"Gotta love a man who can hold his liquor."
The remark came seemingly out of nowhere, but she'd been observing the way he downed one drink after the other. For some reason, that was more appealing to her than a man who'd sip his glass as though it was about to break. A man's drinking habits tell a lot about his personality.
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Neena nodded in approval of his suggestion, sauntering over to the table and looking at him from over her shoulder as he ordered drinks for them. As soon as he’d made his way over to the table, she pulled up a chair next to him, kicking her boots forward and crossing her legs at the ankle, under the table. She put the glass he’d given her on the table and poured herself a drink, taking a swig before even responding to his remark.
“Alright. What’s up with you nowadays? Anything fun?”
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He-hey kitty-cat~
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