Behind That Mask|Spy/Assassin Semi-Lit RP|Not Accepting.

[hotnoodle101]

((I think she's just mercenary, working for the highest bidder.))

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

-Eugene "Flynn" Clarck-
Eugene narrowed his eyes slightly as he studied Anna's expression. He didn't miss the guilt in her eyes, and after a moment it had all clicked into place. Her slightly odd behavior, the question, the guilt. She wasn't asking just because, she was asking because she was inn that situation right now. And he was on the other end of it. "It just depends." he said with a shrug, acting nonchalant, thought you could clearly tell that he now knew. "When my partner found out about Maria, way back when, he wasn't very happy. So he said to me, 'You've got three days. It's me or her, or I expose us.' The first day I sat locked up in my room, just thinking, and on the news that night there was a report about a dead policeman. He'd purposefully done a messy job and left my initials in blood on the floor. He wasn't kidding, he was really going to risk it all just to get me to leave Maria. So I finally told Maria, and you wanna know what she told me, princess? She asked me to let her help. So, we formed a plan, and the next night we met James in an old warehouse. He went to grab Maria and that's when I killed him. Yeah, she was a little upset, but she didn't hate me, she didn't push me away." He paused for a second, just looking at her. "And I won't hate you either." he said quietly.

[hawkeye.]

.The Mockingbird.

At the end of the day, all I do is cry over the names and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Tears welled up in Anna's eyes, falling onto her cheeks faster than she could wipe them away. Even as he started his story, she knew he finally understood what was going on. At his last, quiet words, a giant sob escaped her. "I...I didn't want to. I said no. They tried hurting me, but...but I held my ground. Then they had two hostages. Two innocent hostages, and th-they said they would kill those two if I didn't kill you. I spent forever trying to choose, but I can't." Refusing to look Eugene in the eye, she sniffed. "It doesn't make any sense. You should hate me. I was sent to kill you, Eugene!"

Her shoulders shook as she cried quietly, one hand still stirring the soup while the other hung by her side, fist clenched. She couldn't make herself meet Eugene's gaze, too afraid it would be one of disgust.

{Okay. VanWen (Estelwen) said she was coming back, so you could RP with her. Or we can actually move along with the plot. Nothing's really happened except for a little bonding between Nunmul & Finn, Anna & Eugene.}

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

-Eugene "Flynn" Clarck-
A frown took hold of Eugene's face as he watched her cry, his forehead crinkling. His fists clenched as she told him these people hurt her, all to get to him, and suddenly he was boiling with rage and guilt. Had he not told her this would happen? That she would only get hurt because of him? But it was too late to do anything about it, because now he'd gotten attached. Now he couldn't kick her out and just forget about her, now she meant something to him. "A lot of people have been sent to kill me." he muttered, uncrossing his arms and walking over to her. "But none of them have ever been a little teenage girl who's lived in my apartment and made me stop drinking." A tiny smile pulled at one corner of his lips and he turned her by the shoulders to face him, cupping her cheeks in his hand and wiping away her tears with his thumb. "None of them have bothered to try and get to know me, or even care about me."
If she even did.
For a second, doubt twisted his thoughts and made him stop in his tracks, wondering if he should just distance himself for a while. Maybe have a glass of whiskey or two....or three. It had been a while since he'd had a nice good buzz, and now he was in the mood for some. But then he remembered it was only midday, and drinking didn't come till later. He also remembered he hadn't put words to all his thoughts yet. "Anna, I'm not mad at you and I don't hate you. If you wanted to kill me, you could have done so already. And you haven't. We can figure something out, okay?"

[hawkeye.]

.The Mockingbird.

At the end of the day, all I do is cry over the names and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Anna let out a choked laugh. "Nobody can get to you to stop drinking other than me. I care about you more than I have about anybody I've ever met. I like learning new things about you." She finally allowed herself to look at him, into his eyes. It was becoming so obvious to herself that she was growing so incredibly attached to him. And no matter how much her instincts tried to pull her away and make her forget him, she couldn't.

What was the feeling called?

"I'm sorry, Eugene. I'm so sorry." She leaned into his shoulder, one last tear squeezing out of her eye. "I'm so, so sorry. I was just so scared."

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

-Eugene "Flynn" Clarck-
Eugene smiled a little and nodded as she spoke, looking back as she finally met his gaze. "Nope, nobody but you, princess." he agreed with a sigh. He put his arms around her in a hug as she leaned into him, rubbing her back with one hand and the other resting around her shoulders. She was so small, so seemingly delicate and fragile; he just wanted to keep her there and protect her. He liked having her around, having someone to talk to and trust, someone to look out for. He knew he was way too attached, but he couldn't help it. Eugene had been around long enough to know what was happening, but part of him--most of him-- didn't care. This was a good thing, right? She needed an adult figure in her life, someone to keep her on track and make sure she didn't end up like him, or worse, dead. He needed someone to take care of, someone to be responsible for, so that he didn't continue down the path he'd be on. But he knew it ran much deeper than those lame excuses though. "Don't be sorry, you haven't done anything to be sorry for. Nobody's gotten hurt, and we'll keep it that way. You don't have to be scared."