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Post by ryan lee johnson on Oct 2, 2011 11:18:57 GMT -5
The look on her face was priceless and he could only laugh as she looked at him, asking at the sarcasm. He could hear the humor in her voice but she refused to let it show and he was impressed. She could hold a straight face really well and that would probably be their best tool, or at least he thought so. A straight face would go further than a laser of USB pen. "And if you do, what then?" he asked, shaking his head and challenging her a little. Was he...flirting?? Man, he really needed to get off this boat.
Looking from her to his hands and back, he watched her clean for a moment before speaking. "I got the keys on a previous mission. It was only a couple days ago but I was actually surprised to see that they hadn't changed the locks on this thing. Probably because they didn't think anyone would guess they belonged to a boat." he said softly. Pushing the key into the lock, he twisted, making it lock before he pulled it out and placed it back in his pocket, all without touching the doorknob. "Maybe I can tell you about that mission sometime. It was pretty crazy if you ask me. To be honest, these keys weren't worth it," he said with a slight laugh.
Waiting for her to finish up, he looked around and noticed a small picture in the corner of the boat. It showed a light house, probably one off the coast somewhere but he couldn't understand why a sailor would keep something like that down here. He stared at it for a bit longer before looking away again. Gwen, did you see this painting here when you came in? It is kind of odd, like, it almost doesn't belong." He knew they needed to get off this boat. Something was not right and he could feel it. He could only hope that they were followed today because he was not in the mood for running.
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Post by gwendolyn beatrice benson on Oct 5, 2011 17:29:44 GMT -5
”Well if you are being sarcastic with me I might have to give you some pointers on how to talk to a girl; sarcasm is a big ’no-no’ coming from guys.” Gwen replied with a casual shrug, her expression remaining surprisingly serious, though she felt ready to burst out laughing. What was with her? She never acted or spoke like this. Despite her lack of experience in interacting with the opposite sex on a friendly or flirty level; Gwen knew she most certainly was flirting. This knowledge caused the serious expression to melt into a shy smile as her cheeks took a rosier tone. Gwen cleared her throat a little and looked away. This did not do well for the professional look Ryan seemed to have of her.
”Well I’d love to hear about it. After we get out of here and finish this mission, we could get something to eat or just go for a walk. ” Gwen said, casting a glance over her shoulder at Ryan before rummaging through her bag. She pulled out her sunglasses and put them on her head; if they were leaving she wanted to have them on. She pulled her bag onto her shoulder and turned to follow Ryan out the door. ”But it doesn’t surprise me they weren’t worth it. Most of the things I’ve ever had to collect didn’t end up being worth the effort put into retrieving it. I think it’s more of a skill survey for us though, like they’re trying to see where we fall short in the field so we can fix that or get that short-coming covered.” Gwen explained with a shrug, watching as he shut the door. It wouldn’t surprise her if they were constantly being tested and but through trials just so their teachers could know the extent of their skills. That being said, Gwen was afraid she would be failing miserably at the concept of waiting for her partner or teammate. She got a little impatient at times and ended up picking the lock instead of waiting for her teammate to arrive. Yes, she would probably be hearing from her mother about being patient.
Gwen’s attention returned to Ryan as he spoke, causing her to look at the picture. It did seem rather odd and out of place. Gwen’s stomach began to tighten as she felt her nerves turning on her. This usually happened right before and adrenalin rush. She liked the rush, but not the tight pains in her stomach before it. ”I didn’t notice it before, but I don’t like this. Something feels… wrong.” Gwen said slowly and quietly, her ears straining to hear anything out of the ordinary. But what was ordinary to hear on a boat? Gwen had little to no experience with boats, so she wasn’t sure what to be listening for. ”I don’t like this Ryan, it’s like the calm before the storm.”
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Post by ryan lee johnson on Oct 6, 2011 16:07:53 GMT -5
He couldn't help but laugh at her comment. This was was definitely not what he had expected. Normally, he would not be interested in talking this way with girls but with Gwen, it was easy. The feeling his got when talking to her was nice. He felt comfortable and content when in conversation with her. Pulling his sunglasses from the front of his shirt, he slipped them over his eyes and glanced over at her. "Oh really? Well, I will make a mental note of that for later. Seeing as how I am always making small talk with girls." he said sarcastically yet again. He knew she would be able to tell he was joking and he was happy with that.
The mention of the two of them grabbing a bite to eat sounded all too good to him. Even a walk would be nice. Normally, he would turn a girl down and continue on with his day, not even second guessing his decision, but it suddenly felt so different and he wouldn't mind having her company when he had free time. Besides, he liked opening up to someone. To be able to be himself and talk to someone who genuinely wanted to know about his life and missions was a feeling that he didn't want to give up. "I would like that. Maybe we can do both if you have time..." he suggested.
Silence loomed over the room and Ryan could feel tension. Someone was nearby, he could feel it. Sighing, he made sure everything was in his pockets and secure before looking down to his watch. They had already been on the boat for a good half an hour, longer than he had been in way place during a mission. It was too long and way too much time. He knew they had basically allowed themselves to be caught. Without another word, he took her hand and held a finger up to his mouth for her to be quiet. Making sure that she was carrying the information with her, he listened and sure enough, a beeping sound could be heard. He knew it was one of two things. A) A camera that had been set up previously in case of intruders or B) a bomb. He would much rather have the later in order to keep themselves from being exposed. He had a much easier time getting away from explosives that anything.
He decided not to take the time to find out which of the two the device was. Instead, he led her out of the room and down the hall, away from the stairs. He opened a door carefully and looked around before leading her inside. He took her down some more stairs and into a smaller room, obviously used for repairing the boat. With a small smile, he knew that he had just found their exit but it would be only her using it this time. He turned back to her and sighed. "Alright, look. That small door will open outwardly and should be pretty loud when opened. You will want to hurry. On the other side is the dock and it should be positioned directly in front of you. Open the door, climb out and stay low until you three feet to the rear of the boat. When you have done so, walk down the dock and when you reach the second boat, turn left. The boat should be called 'Anabell' and will have a blue line going around it. Once on the other side of the boat, start running and I will meet you in town square. Don't call me, don't do anything. Stay low until I get there. Okay?"
His plan had been last minute but thorough. He only wanted to make sure that Gwen could get away. He could handle whatever else went on. His only worry was that someone might follow Gwen but if that happened, she would need to think of what to do.
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