> Lucy
"Because...." Lucy repeated in irritation. Damn it, why did she agree to this? They
were doing just fine by themselves, really. And as the conversation continued, the
woman's features visibly hardened. Oh no, she
most certainly didn't need to put up with this crap from some punk kid too. Dars own
snide remarks were plenty to keep her thoroughly vexed at all times. Pursing her lips
before drawing on the cigarette, Lucy's mind strayed away from the immediate scene,
allowing her to ponder if she even needed Darien, much less Daniels. She was very good
in her own right....What was she thinking? Of course she would need Darien. "But I'm
guessing they might have something she wants...." Lucy's attention was snapped back to
present in an instant.
>
> Sighing again, she glanced quickly from Darien to Jamie, then back again
> shaking her head slightly and laughing with wry amusement. "Daniels, do
> we look like we need the money?" She snuck a quick look to Darien,
> stifling laughter and toying the idea of correcting 'do -we- look'. "And
> I don't know about you, Fawkes," she drawled, turning attention back to
> her partner with that glare of hers, mildly narked by his finding Jamie's
> comment even remotely humorous, "But I am in need a challenge. Not to
> mention the accolades a job like this carries with it." Lucy shrugged
> dismissivly at the two, it was that simple. Or rather, not that simple,
> but that's all Jamie needed to know at this time. After a moment and
> quite mindfully, she yawned, noticing that Jamie's attention also seemed
> to be somewhere else. "Still with us?" She asked with a grin. "Because if
> you're not interested..." Lucy prayed that perhaps any interest the girl
> had was now lost, but doubted it. And aside from the distraction, she was
> also quite aware that Jamie's hand had strayed to a position where one
> might keep a weapon, but she let it pass, for now at least.
Jamie
Oh great, even the stuck up chick had noticed...I shook my head a little, in a vain
attempt to stop the inevitable flood of gore. "You may not look you need cash, but I
sure as hell do," I told her in a low grumble. I raised my hand to my forehead,
distractedly holding the cool blade of my knife to my brow. "If you don't need money
then I guess it means it's every man for himself, get to do what I like with my
haul....I'm in." I looked at Darien,"so when do we get this show on the road?" And it
was that moment it began,I closed my eyes against the images, not that it did any good.
--Darien--
Darien looked back at Lucy when he heard the irritation in her voice. All ready
irritated that was definitely not good. So no more messing with her for now,
everything will be serious till she gets over her mood then the fun of picking on her
can resume. He put his attention back onto Jamie but when Lucy decided to start her
laughter he flicked her in the back of the neck. He would have said something but that
can be saved for later when it was back down to the two of them. Darien was going for
the fun of it but if he did find anything in that house he was going to take it for
himself. Cant walk out completely empty handed. "I was thinking maybe we should check
out the place before jumping in for the goods. That is unless you two want to just
jump in blindly."
