“Okay sponge bath and booze then.” she says quietly with a playful smirk. She could do without the diamonds, but she longed for a nice bath right now. For a moment, her expression grows soft, “We’ll get it sorted later, kay? Maybe we can dive into the bath with our swimming clothes on and give each other a proper sponge bath - minus the embarrassment of being naked and together.. “
That was summing up the fact she had no interest in it going beyond a potential bath together. She really had no interest in sex, or getting involved with anyone - except maybe one person. But she’s not about to admit that here.
“But booze and hoagies.” she confirms, “We need that little slice of heaven after this conundrum.”
Turning the knob, she hears a quick thunk from within the frame before the heavy, cast iron door would be cautiously pulled open. Temperance remains behind it, giving Leon the chance to lean through and check if he chose to.
She would follow him through once he felt it was safe enough to continue forward, before taking a moment to tap at the air in front of her, pulling up the various cameras she had hacked into, “I think we’re getting close to—” The sensation of something cold, and moist wrapping about her other wrists causes her to turn sharply just before the licker drags her off of her feet, “Sh- ” turning quickly, she tries to twist so she can punch the damn thing in the brain, “If you’re going to use that tongue - use it to wipe this shit off me!”
‘That is more reasonable with my money.’ He teasingly states, a smirk crossing his lips in return. He wouldn’t admit it- but a simple bubble bath, a few drinks, and hoagies were much more up his budget allay.
Also a easier task then going all out with lavender and what not. Because he honestly lacked knowledge in such a ’d e p a r t m e n t’ if one would call it such.
Wouldn’t admit that either.
A nod of understanding is sent to the woman’s statement. 'Of course. But honestly- I’m quite content on simply bathing myself in a hot shower. Though I’ll still give you your bubbles and sponge scrub.’
His words are sincere and honest, tone that of which is just causal conversation.
Not a hint of mirth, nor mischief would be detected.
Showing no intentions of doing anything further than offering her a nice bath.
'Oh how I couldn’t agree more.’
His lean body remains against the opposite side of door, quietly waiting for Temperance to steadily push it open. On stealthy toes he pivoted around the door way. His movements swift and quick. Firearm in hand, aimed and ready to fire if the action was called fore. Blue eyes slowly and carefully take in the rooms surroundings. Nothing seemed too misplaced as slow steps were taken further beyond the door.
Once safety was flagged up by Leon, a hand was raised as fingers signaled her to enter. Weapon cocking back to its former spot against the agent’s chest. A hand clenched around the dark metal of its handle.
Finger hovering dangerously close to the trigger.
When words are suddenly snatched from Temperance’s lips he turns. Sensing she had cut short for a good reason. Catching the sight of her form being yanked right off its feet.
’Shit—’
The words are h i s s e d through clenched jaws as he swerves his whole being around. Instinctively taking sharp aim upon the creatures well known weak spot, yet he hesitates, only for a moment as Temperance had moved to attacked the creature with bare fists, fearing he’d accidentally hit his partner, yet the second he senses his opening for the shot, he takes it. Fire not one, but several bullets at the B.O.W., and to his pleasure, each metal shard hit its target.
Rushing forward he pauses, slamming his combat boot’s heel into the licker’s bleeding mush of exposed brains.
The force earning a disgusting squish and crunch.
'Dammit.’ He curses, turning to Temperance, an offering hand is held out to her. 'You alright? Still in one piece?’
He sounds concerned, evidently worried that the licker might have yanked a limb out of place with its blunt force or ungraceful tumble brought upon her might have hurt her. The floors after all weren’t soft carpeting.
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“Like I’d demand diamonds.. Neither of us gets paid enough for that shit.” Temperance laughs. She doesn’t truly expect...
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‘That is more reasonable with my money.’ He teasingly states, a smirk crossing his lips in return. He wouldn’t admit it-...