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| Tada! | Jun 27 2009, 03:32 PM |
Thoughts in Chaos
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Jackie sat down on the stool and began to put on socks over her feet, as she listened to Kyosuke’s honesty. …Saw…everything… Jackie grew up in a whore house, being naked was something she had been raised on, but he said he had seen everything…and to Jackie everything meant her scar on her chest. Did he want to torment her? He had told her to change her clothes didn’t he? Or at least he did suggest that she get some knew clothes. She lowered her head as she finished by pulling her boots over her feet. Jackie wasn’t planning on Issuing out any “forgiveness”, she was about to just blow the whole event off. What Kyosuke said next made her blush, and her body tingle. He called her beautiful. Even after seeing her scar. She had to turn her head away to quickly regain her composure. She swallowed, “I..er…thank you…” What Kyosuke said was definitely the right thing. “I grew up in a whore house…so this isn’t exactly a big deal for me.” She replied. She honestly was feeling a little lighter than air at the moment. No one had ever called her beautiful before…not after seeing her scar…then again she had never given anyone a chance…it kept running over in her mind…She shook her head back to reality. Oh get a hold of yourself. Its not the first guy whose made a move before. “So you’ve seen it? Can you take me there? It’d be just too perfect” Jackie was extremely excited now. She couldn’t help herself, she put her gun away, along with the polish and the rag. She was having a hard time containing herself ~ “I can’t believe it! Its really here! Oh gawd, I must sound like a giddy school girl! Sorry, I’ve just been searching everywhere for this gun. I feel like it’s my responsibility.” Jackie didn’t mention the fact that she shot and killed Markus Sword. With his own Sniper rifle even. Markus also shot her, but she survived. She seemed to have this uncanny knack for surviving pretty much anything that happened to her. First it was the heart transplant, then it was the Helicopter…then it was the bullet to the skull. What kind of sheer luck was it that let her keep on living? ’Maybe I’m blessed by the Goddess…Or maybe I’m cursed? I can’t figure out which one it is. I’ve never seemed to be able to do a good job without dying. I’m a sniper, I’m supposed to be patient. Maybe that’s my problem…I haven’t been patient enough. After I get this gun I’ll be able to complete my mission without a hitch. Markus Sword…I’m sorry. I promise that I will take care of your guns and show them the same love you showed them.’ ’The fact that you were so merciful to me means a lot. You gave me a chance at life…You let me win didn’t you? I think you did. How else could I survive a shot to the head? Then there was my father…I have killed two people I knew. I’ve killed two people whom I loved, even if our relationships were questionable. I was a whore for my father and I had never even met Markus… Maybe that’s why Shin-ra picked me?’ “Because I get the job done…” she whispered to herself. |
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| Thunder... [M] · North Corel | |
3:23 PM Sep 9
