Circus Contraption || Elena

[Reno]

If someone's gotta be a spy, it oughta be me

Location: Elena's apartment
Time: 7:30pm
Clothing: Turk uniform
Post Length: 727

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[Elena]

[/color]” She pressed her pink glossed lips together waiting for the judgment call.[/ul]

[Reno]

Well aw shit, why doesn't she dress like that more often?

Location: Elena's apartment
Time: 7:30pm
Clothing: Turk uniform
Post Length: 807

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[/i][/color] He couldn’t seem to wrap the idea around his brain that he was actually staring at Elena and now some blonde bimbo he had encountered at the bar.

Well, he did see her in shorts and a sports bra at the Laundr-o-Mat that one time. She was hardly wearing anything then. He supposed that the excessive lack of clothing sort of left little to the imagination at the time though because she didn’t look nearly as good there then she does now. He never cared for the women who dressed in virtually nothing because he had a wild imagination and he liked having things left to his imagination. Right now that slit riding up her thigh had many effects on his imagination.

It took him a couple of moments before he realized that she was actually speaking to him. ”Uh… what?” His dumbstruck reply came as his eyes removed from the slit to her face. The cigarette lolled out of parted lips and settled down on his shirt above his stomach. Once he felt the burn he started to give a frantic swat at it, the motion causing him to tip the chair back further than he intended and topple over completely. ”Ah, shit.” Was his only response once he hit to the floor. He grabbed the cigarette and snuffed it out between his fingers.

He got up from the ground and cleared his throat to act like nothing out of the ordinary happened. He rolled his eyes after a moment, ”Ah… right, looks good. Laney.” It was probably the lamest compliment he has ever given a woman before. Usually he had some smooth compliment to feed a woman but he wasn’t exactly how to give Elena one without the fear of being smacked in the face for doing so. ’Oh yeah Laney, don’t worry. I’d totally do ya in a heartbeat like that so you’re set for tonight.’ Call him crazy but he highly doubted that is something Elena would take a good compliment.

”Good thing you don’t got a necklace, yo.” It worked out perfectly for tonight. He turned back toward the table and opened up one of the small boxes. ”Cuz I got something for ya.” He flicked it open and pulled out the gold chained necklace out of the box. It had tiny rubies linked throughout the chain. He lifted a brow as a sudden thought occurred. ”Don’t go breaking this thing. I worked hard building a transmitter and mic small enough to fit in this damn thing.” Still, he felt it was a rather fine piece of work he did. He had been on the development team before he had become a Turk. Creating something like this was a nice little nostalgic moment throughout the day.

He held the necklace out toward her, ”Here, but that on so we can test this baby out.” Reno was making a very conscious effort to keep his eyes glued to her face and not allow them to venture downward where he’d end up getting distracted. They didn’t really have the time for him to admire the equipment that Elena was putting out for use tonight.[/ul]

[Elena]

[/color]” That or pretend to smoke, but really Elena disliked the idea greatly. Sure other people could enjoy some exotic cigarette taste in her their mouth, but not her. She had reason to, no doubt there, but Elena wasn’t really one to find an outlet to her problems, she just bundled them inside without any release. Probably one of the many reason that Reno constantly informed her to ‘get laid, and excused her busy body behavior for that very fact. “Hm?”

Those doe eyes of her widened quite a bit in surprise when Reno revealed the necklace that had the microphone and speakers in it. As any young woman did given a piece of rather nice jewelry, her mood almost immediately picked up, “When did you have good taste in jewelry?” She teased before approaching and carefully taking the chain from him. Moving back towards the bathroom she undid the clasp and after a few seconds of work managed to hook it around her neck. “There we are. Reno this is impressive! Must be fun getting to wire things again huh?”

"Lets hope my date doesn't bring jewelry and just sticks to red roses." Stepping back out the female turk glanced to Reno besides folding her arm, “Alright how does this thing work?[/ul]

[Reno]

Let the show begin~

Location: Elena's apartment
Time: 7:50pm
Clothing: Turk uniform
Post Length: 475

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[/color] Reno didn’t dress like he had any fashion sense; especially since he never appeared in anything but the Turk uniform. Reno knew women though and he knew what would make a woman look good. He eyed a lot of woman after all so he felt he knew what clothing and accessories would make their curves and looks come out into play. That’s Reno’s opinion anyway.

He waited in his spot when Elena wandered to the bathroom to get the necklace clasped into place. He felt his lips twist up into a smirk as she made her way out of the bathroom and back out to the area that Reno was waiting. ”I’d rather be spending my time with some rope rather than wires.” His lips curved after the comment as his imagination drifted just a bit with thoughts involving rope usage. He certainly wasn’t going to be using it to hang someone with a noose.

”So long as you keep it dry, it should work fine. It’s already on.” He stepped up to her and delicately lifted the necklace off of her. He ran his thumb across it gently, “Got a mic built into this thing. I’ll be able to pick up whatever is going on around you. Got a transmitter too so I’ll be able to locate ya in the event that you’re removed from the grand hall.” The necklace dropped back into place once he removed his hold on the necklace. He turned back to the table and pulled out a small earpiece. ”Couldn’t really make something discreet for hearing. So you’re just going to have to put it in when you actually want to hear my charming voice.” He flashed her a wink and the front door received a few knocked.

Reno frowned a bit and looked over at the clock. ”Bastard is ten minutes early.” He mumbled under his breath before creeping over to the table and grabbing the loose ends that he didn’t want in plain sight. He crept over to the bedroom and closed it behind him. He’d just have to sneak his way out after Elena left with Giovanni.[/ul]