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Well it seemed like a good idea at the time !

 
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“Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

 

“What did?” Theis stopped grinding coffee beans and put the machine to one side.

 

“When Reavy showed up after the party, I was so happy. I have not seen her for months.”

 

“Uhuh?” Theis sat down at the counter next to Hyle to listen. He liked a bit of gossip, especially when it came to Hyle’s convoluted love life.

 

Hyle was smiling. Clearly the reunion had been very enjoyable and it showed in her apparent high spirits.

 

“Anyway.” Hyle went on. “I had an appointment with Rico the next day so I thought it would be a good idea to take Reavy with me. You know, a girly shopping trip.”

 

“With Reavy the military clone.” Theis interjected pointedly.

 

“Nevermind.” Hyle pouted. “She agreed to come.” Hyle didn’t mention to Theis the surprise she got when Reavy actually agreed, without any pleading on Hyle’s part. “And anyway, I like giving Reavy new experiences, it’s good for her!”

 

“No shit, Sherlock” Theis muttered.

 

“What?”

 

Thies waved his hand, wafting away his comment.

 

“Ingenting, Do go on.”

 

“So. The last thing I expected was Rico’s reaction when he saw Reavy. He sighed so loud and ponced around, waving his hands at Reavy’s armours. ‘There’s only so many ways one can tailor black!’ He said.

 

 

“Huyy you should have seen Reavy’s face, I honestly thought she was going to punch him !”

 

umm...

 

 

 

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Joe Spivey's picture

((LOL. Love the expressions! The next threee seconds would be very interesting. Possibly messy, but interesting.

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Hyle Troy's picture

".... So, as I told. She's a highly trained military clone, probably the best they ever made. But.... "

"But? There's a but?" Theis leaned closer. Hyle shimmered with deep warm excitement.

"I mean when you see her naked, Huyy....  perfect!"

Theis rolled his eyes, and waited until Hyle got over her little sexual fantasy.

"But theres a but." Theis eventually prompted and brought Hyle back into the here and now. Hyle blinked twice and got on with her story.

"Yes! Highly skilled. Except.. they didnt teach her to walk in high-heels !" Hyle smiled as the memory rolled past her minds eye.

 

in heels

 

"You know, I think it was the only time I have actually seen Reavy look anything like scared."

"So. Did she buy the outfit?"

"Nejjjj..Miracles take a little longer."

 

 

 

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Joe Spivey's picture

Joe looked at the photograph. Sometimes 'people' brought him things like this. Things they thought Joe could use. More importantly, things they thought Joe would pay for. And for a moment Joe was tempted. Then he slid the photograph, face down, back across the top of the packing case. He looked across at the man, nervously rotating an ancient baseball cap in his hands.

"No thanks, Shiner."

The man called Shiner looked dissapointed, crestfallen even.

"But... it's Reavy... In high heals... an' one of them whatchamacallums, corset thingy. She'd kill to get the negatives."

Joe turned up the corners of his mouth in a weird kind of stage smile that Shiner took a step back from.

"That's just point old son. Reavy definately would kill to get the negatives back." Joe watched as slow realisation dawned on Shiner's stubbled face. It was like one of them pens, he thought, where you turn it upside down and the woman's clothes fall of. Only this time it was the blood draining from Shiner's ugly mug. "If I was you, Shiner. I'd burn that picture, and the one you've probably got under your pillow. Then I'd burn the negatives and, for good measure, I'd smash that camera of yours into thousands of tiny pieces. Then I'd go for a nice long holiday, long enough for everyone to forget your name."

Shiner swallowed. He wore the face of a dead man.

"Yeah... maybe you're right. A holiday..." Shiner turned and walked away in a kind of a trance. "Somewhere far away..."

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Hyle Troy's picture

(( huyy even FE has papparazzi !  Good old Joe. Good for Shiner that The Ranyhyn Company didnt find out.. 

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

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Hyle rolled over on top of Reavy. She kissed the tip of her nose and grinned.

 

“I had a great day, did you?”

 

“Uhuh.” Reavy was smiling back, She spoke softly, shifting her body a little to accommodate Hyle “First the boutique, then the gunshop. It was a great arrangement. Thanks for a wonderful day”

 

Hyle chuckled “You looked great in that outfit even I knew there was not a chance you would actually buy it!” Her face took on a slightly more serious look. “I was worried I was maybe asking too much of you to go there with me.”

 

Reavy smiled up at Hyle. “No it was fun! OK It felt weird. I did almost break my legs. But.. I had a lot of fun. Absolutely.”

 

Hyle relaxed noticeably as Reavy gave her validation. She snuggled closer.

 

“And I did get that new rifle in the end.” Reavy put her arms around Hyle and hugged enthusiastically. “Great sniper rifle but so compact. It’s based on a bullpup design you know. All the action is actually behind the trigger mechanism which allows for a shhhmmmmhhmmmm…….”

 

Hyle stifled Reavy’s descriptive monologue with a deep warm kiss..

 

 

Reavy gazed back at Hyle and smiled.“Ok.” She whispered.

 

later

 

((written with Reavys help))

 

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Joe Spivey's picture

((Great pic hun, love everything about it :D

... now if only Shiner hadn't smashed his camera.

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.



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