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    How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Sun Jul 01, 2012 3:38 pm

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    Roul flashed his charming smile as he weaved his way through the throng of well dressed people, laughing, and smoozing eachother.

    God how Roul loved the flithy rich. They were the easiest to fool. A well placed smile and a good suit, and suddenly the assume you must be just like them. Vapid and shallow, willing to talk to anyone as long as the were the right station in life.

    It made for easy picking grounds. Giving one particularily well accessoried young lady a lingering glance - which she noticed and blushed, taking it as a different kind of attention - he made a mental note to do a little personal shopping on the way back.

    But right now, he had a job to do. And Roul truly did love his job.

    He easily slipped out of the crowd, his eyes locking on the pretty young girl pretending not to notice him at all, and slipping out of the room. She obviously was an amature at such things, but that was good - thats what Roul wanted. He wanted an excuse for what he was doing.

    Giving the room one last sweep, he followed her out, grabbing her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck.

    "Now, then," he cooed, "You, my dear, were supposed to be giving me a tour."

    His voice was smooth and unaccented, as it always was no matter which language he took, even though French was his natural one.

    The girl, a young attendant for the new gallary, giggled and obeyed. She was new, green, her first job. Roul almost felt bad that she was probably going to feel guilt for this. Or well, almost.

    He'd still win. If he won, what did the rest matter.

    Room, through room the weaved. He pretneded to be interested all the while, waiting for the one room, the one place he wanted to be.

    His Prize.

    "We really shouldn't be in here," the young girl whispered, with a slight giggle as she pulled them through the last door.

    "Hm?" Roul made as if he were paying attention to nothing but her as he pulled her closer, eyes dancing.

    His attention never wavered though, from the jem behind them. His whole focus was on everything in the room but her.

    However, she never noticed a thing. His body tensed for a moment when he thought he heard a sound... but as he looked around, he couldn't see anything out of place.

    Twirling his current amour around slightly, he pulled her back towards him as he slowly, subtle moved her across the room... closer to his prize.

    His lips trailed across her lips, slowly, distractingly, as his hand drifted around her back, one continueing its playing while the other swiftly reached out behind her... and grabbed his prize.

    She didn't even notice as his hand slipped into his pocket once more, dropping off one prize, and replacing the real neckless with a worthless - but well made fake.

    Once complete, he continued his game with the young girl for a while more - he had her, might as well have some fun yes - before pulling back, straighteing his jacket and claiming they both needed to leave.

    "We don't want to be missed do we?"

    Giving her one more lingering kiss, he told her to wait a few moment before following him, and then left the room, eager to mix himself into the crowd once more.

    He was looking around for the woman before, debating wasting more time, or just leaving. He didn't want to risk losing everything here, when someone bumped into him. He caught them easily, setting them back on their feet.

    "Best watch where you're going miss," he said with a smile, "Wouldn't want to hurt ourselves, now would we?"
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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Sun Jul 01, 2012 3:48 pm

    Bonnie stumbled as she was caught, looking up at the man who had with wide blue eyes. "Sorry." She said in her drawled, obviously American english. "I don't speak... uhm... French, is it?" She looked around herself, lost in the crowd that only seemed to speak the floaty, romantic sounding language. A slight blush flit over her face as she looked up at him, long blond hair twisted up into an elegant bun with one strand hanging over her face.

    Her fingers smoothed down her form fitting pink dress, and she shifted her weight between her feet. She was barefoot, having lost her heels somewhere within the party when her feet had started to complain. She was already getting stares.

    "I-I'm Bonnie." She introduced, blushing further as she actually looked at the man who held her. He was... attractive, to say the least. "Thank you for catching me." She made to step away, ducking her head in embarrassment.




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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Sun Jul 01, 2012 4:00 pm

    Roul's grin lengthened as he looked over the girl again. He couldn't keep the amusement off her face as he noticed her barefeet.

    "I always wondered how you woman managed heals," he commented slipping easily into english to accomadate her. "I think barefeet is much more sensible don't you?"

    "Well how could I not catch such a... beautiful young lady as yourself," he intoned easily.

    She was pretty, to say the least, and amusing him. He should leave, but what could a few more mintues hurt.

    He wanted to have fun. And this girl looked like she could be fun.

    "Gaspard," he said, picking up her hand, and kissing it lightly, "Gasp for short; care for a dance?"
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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Sun Jul 01, 2012 4:05 pm

    "Nice to meet you." She whispered, blushing further as he kissed her hand. Her eyes looked down and away from him as he asked to dance, glancing up through her eyelashes at him.

    "S-sensible. Yes." She stuttered. "Though... people are looking at me oddly..." She glanced around again, some of her blond hair falling out of its bun as she did so.

    "I'd- I'd... uhm... love to dance." Bonnie's eyes sparkled slightly as she looked at him again, subtle appreciation in her gaze.


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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Sun Jul 01, 2012 4:17 pm

    Roul grinned and pulled her closer, much closer than all the people around them, following the proper social decorum were.

    What did he care? He got one dance, he was going to make the most of it.

    "Let me tell you a secert about these people," he whispered, moving his to rest beside her head, his lips deliciously close to her skin. "They're all idiots."
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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Sun Jul 01, 2012 4:21 pm

    Bonnie shivered, closing her eyes and bringing her arms to wrap around his neck. She moved against him, grinding, a small sound freeing from her throat as his lips brushed her skin.

    "All of them?" She murmured. "Even me?" She rose to her tiptoes, bringing them chest to chest before moving to bring their lips millimeters apart. She froze, apparently shocked that she had done such a thing, her blush deepening as her eyes flickered between his lips and his eyes.


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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Sun Jul 01, 2012 4:28 pm

    Roul's smirk deepened as she rubbed against him, if she wanted to play...

    Roul never neglected to take what was offered to him. He pulled the girl closer to him, allowing his hips to move, and rub back.

    "Hmm," he breathed, sliding his lips just a little closer to hers so they were just barely touching, "I suppose that remains to be seen."

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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Sun Jul 01, 2012 5:16 pm

    Bonnie let out a moan, the sound barely muted by her lips. Her blush flamed brighter, and her lips parted slightly as she glanced up at him. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth to wet her lips, but they were so close together that she licked his too. A jolt of electricity went through her at the contact, and she pulled herself closer. Her fingers buried themselves in his hair, running through the dark smooth locks.

    Somehow, throughout this whole thing, she maintained a sense of innocence.

    "I won't disappoint." She purred softly, her blush still evident. She glanced away from him and noticed the crowd, most of them shooting them looks of disapproval, and blushed deeper. Head to the side now, she continued to look around, a small whine freeing from her throat as she looked at them. The disapproval in their eyes made her heart beat faster, even when she looked back at him, their noses side by side.

    "We- We should probably-" She swallowed, looking up and getting lost in his eyes. What had she been saying?


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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:15 pm

    "That, Mon Amour," he cooed, his eyes flicking to the disapproving glares only for a moment, his smirk deepening and he became just a tad bit more flashy.

    Nothing egged Roul on more than being told in any way that he should be doing it.

    "Will remain," he breathed softly, trailing his lips away from her mouth, inch by inch along her jaw and down her neck before doubling back, "to be seen."

    He grinned to himself, lingering on the last kiss, placed just to the side of her mouth.

    "Hmm?" he breathed, "We should probably what? Cause you know, I think... we should probably..."

    He paused for a moment, taking one finger softly brushing back the one strain of hair that was falling down, before allowing it to trail back down her face, caressing her cheek.

    He moved back to where he originally was, lips just hair's width away from her own.

    "Do this."

    And then there wasn't any distance between their lips at all.
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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Mon Jul 02, 2012 8:42 pm

    Bonnie shivered slightly, lips parting as his mouth moved along her skin. A low whine freed itself from her throat as his lips lingered at the corner of her mouth.

    Then he was kissing her.

    All the innocence seemed to seep out of her body as she kissed back, her mouth moving against his with a heated sort of desire. Her fingers buried themselves in his hair, tugging him closer.

    She let it linger, pulling away slowly and opening her eyes. She looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling with chagrin and desire.

    "I was going to say..." She murmured against his lips, tilting her head slightly to brush her lips against his again. "We should... probably..." She glanced around at the flabergasted faces of the rich people around them. "Find... somewhere... more..." She pressed a kiss against his lips between each word, tongue playing with his.

    "Private."


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    Re: How to Con a Conman

    Post by Guest on Mon Jul 02, 2012 9:18 pm

    Roul smirked, as she kissed him back, pulling her closer, his mind picking up the change in her demeanor immideately... As well as certain other parts of his body.

    "Well, well, well," he breathed, as she pulled away, his eyes glowing, and lips smirking, "It seems mon petite chaton timide has gone around a few bases."

    He raised his eyebrow at her as his arm refused to release her, still holding her tightly against his body, his hips slowly grinde against hers.

    "Who needs private?"

    He nuzzled into the crook of her neck, pressing a soft lingering kiss into the smooth skin he found there, just as the present "song" ended.

    Eyes dancing with genuine disappointment, Roul took a step back, inclining his head slightly.

    "Well, mon amour, I do believe that our time is up."
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    Post by Bonnie Clyde on Mon Jul 02, 2012 10:30 pm

    Bonnie whined as his lips brushed her skin again, tugging him closer. A bright red blush flitting over her cheeks at his words. "W-well..."

    At the sound of sirens, Bonnie looked over her shoulder her arms dropping off of Roul's - or... Gaspen's - shoulders. She took his hand, pulling a pen out of her clevage and writing a fast seven digit number. "Call me?" She murmured. "I'd love it if we met again." She blushed brighter, glancing up at him before rising to her tip toes to brush her lips against his again, the kiss deepened almost by itself before she pulled away, letting it linger.

    She looked over her shoulder again. "What do you think happened here?" She asked as the alarms started to go off inside the building. Lucky for her, her escape route stayed open whether the cops arrived or not. When she turned back, the man was gone.

    She smirked at that, and disappeared into a hallway to the side. With an easy jump, her fingers hooking around the vent she'd left open just for this purpose. She slid the vent back in place behind her. Moving easily, she made her way through it, avoiding the shafts that were booby trapped. She took her heels from the ledge on the edge of the building, placing them in the bag along with her prize.

    The necklace.

    Shifting the bag onto her back after taking out her gloves and socks, she pressed a hand to the wall above her. Moving quickly, she made her way up the side of the building, the sticky side of the gloves and socks keeping her upward.

    She pulled herself up onto the roof easily, eying Roul's escape vehicle with chagrin from the rooftop. It looked so... insignificant from up here.

    He'd be opening the Thank You Note about now...

    Slipping off her gloves, Bonnie grabbed onto the Zip Line, Swinging easily up and onto the thing. Sliding down it to a lower roof, she tugged on it, retracting the thing into her small little pack and stowing it away. She changed in seconds, easily pulling on the security guard uniform and moving down into the bank she was above.

    Then she stole a cop car.


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    Post by Guest on Tue Jul 03, 2012 2:10 am

    Roul was unconcerned as the sirens went off, he had been waiting for those. He smirked as she scrawlled her number across his hands. She was cute, fun but...

    He ignored the numbers. He was never going to call her. He was just having a bit of fun before finishing a job. Speaking of finishing a job...

    Roul had lost himself in the crowd before she had even fully turned away from him, his eyes skimming for...

    He smirked.

    His little attendent, just as he knew she would be, was wide eyed and pale, freaking out over what was playing forth.

    "Whats wrong?" he appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. Nodding his head as she spewed her fears of the missing necklace, and being the last with it.

    "W-w-what if they suspect us?" The girl blinked at him wide eyed. He responded with nuzzling her neck, and suggesting they leave. She knew a way out did she not? It could be as if they had never been there.

    It was like taking candy from a baby - or well jewels from a clueless attendant.

    Roul was smiling as he slide into his car, not even bothering to look back as the drove away. Resting back in his seat he rested his hand into his pocket to look at his prize.

    Only to feel....

    His self satisfied smirk slid off his face as his complexion went ashen. He couldn't have...

    He pulled out the small slip of paper.

    Thanks for the necklace. Perfect present for a first date. See you soon.
    --Bonnie

    Beside the name was a scrawled heart, and a smeer of red lipstick, from a kiss.

    He crinkled the paper in his hand as he let a long breath out of his nose.

    That girl...

    Before he knew what he was doing, he grabbed his phone out of his pocket, bounding in the numbers and pulling it up to his ear.

    "Clyde is it?" he intoned after her voicemail came up, "Nice to put a face too the name... particularily fine face. Well played, mon amour, well played. But you should know... I don't give up. Can't wait for our second date. Bonne Huit mon amour."

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