2015-07-12 3:09:06 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

kadamkills:

> It was no news that the CEO was easy on the eyes but covered in bandit guts? Damn. She’d have to take a mental picture- wasn’t every day she had the pleasure of seeing Jack on the battlefield. Definitely suited him more than being hunched over his desk in some stuffy room, anyway. The way he stood so triumphantly well…it almost made up for the embarrassing struggle he had with a stuck sleeve. Almost.

> She struts past, just slow enough to capture the Ceo’s feigning attention before snapping her fingers onto his wrist. A wicked grin melts across her countenance, she’s planning something. It’s the same look she gives before coaxing him into wearing her gear… among other things. Lifting his arm to give a bow, her fixation quickly snaps to a bandit’s head peeking behind brunette locks.

> “Try not to step on my feet cowboy,” a sultry voice muses before pulling them together tightly and entwining their fingers together. Guy loved a show after all, so why not have a little fun? Her free hand draws a silver barrel, releasing a single bullet. It flies aimlessly over Jack’s shoulder, and nestles itself into their invader’s throat with a satisfying gurgle. She eyes him for a moment, sneer not fading from violet hued lips before she pulls back, twisting herself underneath his arm so that her back was turned. “Blap, blap~” the gunslinger purrs, releasing even more lead into the air. The cacophony of shattered kneecaps mix ever so sweetly with hollowed wails. Her favorite song to dance to.

> “Keep up handsome-“ A pistol worn hand doesn’t ease its grip, pulling up sharply as both hands float above his head. She spins herself back so that their faces meet once again, before dipping him for easy access to their next assailant; who just so happened to be running (quite sloppily if she might add) towards the CEO. “Better not miss~”

The sight of Nisha, in anything really, is always enough to get him to stare after her, ( wondering how he got so lucky, and then remembering it’s ‘cause he’s awesome ), head tilted and very distracted. The rough grip and the grin on her face sends a shiver down his spine. He’s always excited for whatever Nisha comes up with, be it in battle or in bed ( there isn’t often a difference with them ).

Jack’s face betrays his confusion for a moment before he’s pulled in close, and he reflexively wraps his free arm around her waist. “Have I ever?” He smiles wide, enjoying this little game immensely. He follows her lead, watching her even as the bandit body count piles up around them and hums a little tune as they go through the steps.

He’s having so much fun he almost kisses her right then and there, blood stained face and all, but soon finds himself bent backwards in a dip and staring at an upside down bandit coming at them at moderate speed. He smirks, raising his arm and readying the shot— and then taps the watch around his wrist.

It takes less than ten seconds for the moonshot shell to be deployed and come crashing down on the bandit’s location, not even twenty feet away from them.

Jack lets out an excited holler and his arms shoot up in celebration; his new moonshot guidance systems are working like a charm.

“Oh man, you cannot tell me that wasn’t cool.”