Agent Halle Lidner

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bloodredbeads: divided-loyalties: Halle blinked in only mildly surprise before nodding curtly....

Tue, 29 Jan 2013 03:55:10 -0500

bloodredbeads:

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Halle blinked in only mildly surprise before nodding curtly. Fine. There was no sense in trying to persuade Mello into something he didn’t want to do. She was a bit frustrated that he still didn’t trust her after all she’d done for him but she supposed that was just the way he was. They hadn’t known each other long enough for him to trust her completely- or perhaps he just never trusted anyone that much at all.

Either way.

“I was going to use a simple mental and physical therapy technique,” she answered calmly. “But if you want to continue living with that psychological trauma then go right ahead,”

She paused for a moment before tilting her head to the side, more curious than interrogative.

“Just how much do you trust me, Mello?”

Mello had huge trust issues — that much was true — all thanks to his mother. If one couldn’t trust their own parent, who else were they supposed to trust? No one. The blonde had decided this long ago, when he was still a child back in his home country. His life back then was far from perfect, but he’d give anything to be back in that house these days.

“…Oh.” He said dumbly, mentally cursing himself. If he’d have to put trust in at least one person, it would most likely be her. Unless his father was somehow still out there, though Mello highly doubted this.

A sigh before he sat. “I was wondering when you were gonna ask that question…” Frowning faintly, he refrained from tearing his eyes away from her false blues. However, the leather-clad genius did not provide her with an answer.

She didn’t chastise him for his response, nor did she push the matter but simply stared calmly, a slight frown on her face but merely standing there. Being there whether he wanted her to be or not. It was a strange partnership they had. she would not deny but they had a bond now no matter how much he wanted to deny it.

“I think you trust me more than you’d like to admit,” she said softly, keeping his gaze as evenly as he did and leaning in closer. Few people had ever gotten this close to the criminal and lived to tell the tale.

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Mon, 28 Jan 2013 19:28:30 -0500

”You’re Mello’s friend huh? I appreciate the thought but you’re a little young for me,”

//*cough cough, so is Mello.. silly cougar Halle

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Mon, 28 Jan 2013 19:23:40 -0500

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Halle couldn’t tell what was on his mind, he was always difficult to read, but the less she saw him the harder it became. Mello was the type to push people away when they tried to draw close though, so she let the matter go.

She paused, still touching his face gently. So the damage must have been worse than she thought…enough nerve endings dead to make it numb. And then there were the mental scars.

“Maybe I can help,” she said finally lowering her hand. “A lot of the men I worked with back in the CIA and Secret Service were ex-military. I’ve seen how they handle self-created pain like that.”

Though she’d never been injured on the job herself she’d paid a few visits to the medical and psychological support division and had seen how some things were done.

“Sit down for a moment, or lie down if you’re comfortable with it,”

Watching Halle’s face intently, he marked the time until she stopped caressing the rough, imperfect flesh. It was almost as if she were fascinated by the evident flaw. The scar was nothing close to fascinating, in Mello’s opinion.

“Help? Help how?” As she knew, Mello didn’t like to be helped. Even if the help was from a close friend that he trusted, such as Halle.

“I don’t want to.” He refused, quickly, almost seeming afraid. From the lack of help he got, it would be logical if he was. He wasn’t used to people doing things for him — aside from Halle’s occasional updates — thus why this quite possibly sparked a fear in the man.

What was she going to do? Would she hurt him? What if she did something wrong and—

This is Halle we’re talking about here. She’s not one to fuck things up.

Halle blinked in only mildly surprise before nodding curtly. Fine. There was no sense in trying to persuade Mello into something he didn’t want to do. She was a bit frustrated that he still didn’t trust her after all she’d done for him but she supposed that was just the way he was. They hadn’t known each other long enough for him to trust her completely- or perhaps he just never trusted anyone that much at all.

Either way.

“I was going to use a simple mental and physical therapy technique,” she answered calmly. “But if you want to continue living with that psychological trauma then go right ahead,”

She paused for a moment before tilting her head to the side, more curious than interrogative.

“Just how much do you trust me, Mello?”

Jan. 28th, 2013 RIP Light Yagami Well, Light, it looks like you...

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 18:05:37 -0500

Jan. 28th, 2013 RIP Light Yagami

Well, Light, it looks like you have lost. Remember, how in the beginning when we first met, I told you I’d be the one writing your name in my notebook. That is part of the agreement between the Shinigami who brings a notebook to the human world and the first human who picks it up. If they put in you in prison, who knows when you’ll die, and I don’t want to lie around waiting. So, it’s all over, you’ll die here. It was good while it lasted. We eased each others’ boredom for quite awhile. Well, Light, it’s been interesting.

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Mon, 28 Jan 2013 18:05:02 -0500

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Glad he decided not to struggle, she finished administering the SPF-50 and put a little on her face as well. It was sunny today and she didn’t want to risk burning either.

“Roller coaster?” this kid was full of surprises but she didn’t mind. “Sure,”

They followed the map to said ride and waited in line. At first there was the same awkward silence that usually dominated most of the two’s encounters but as they came towards the front- rather quickly to her surprise- she decided to try and make small talk.

“Do you ever miss these kinds of things, Near? You know, these normal life experiences?”

Near rolled up the sleeves of his jacket a little as they waited in line. It was hotter than he’d thought it would be, that was for sure. The heat made him drowsy, and it was starting to get to him a little. Rubbing his eyes, he processed Halle’s question.

“I’ve never really had a normal life as such. Even before I got to the orphanage I was a sheltered child, most children avoided me and I preferred to stay inside. The same happened at the orphanage and I focused on work. I didn’t think I was missing out on all that much. It seemed pretty boring.” Near shrugged. It wasn’t like he wasn’t curious, but a normal life seemed like an extremely boring life.

“After all, someone needs to keep the criminals in check.”

Halle’s eyes widened slightly at the sleepy gesture. Sometimes because of his behavior she forgot how young he was. He was a cute kid, though she was certain he wouldn’t appreciate being called that.

“Boring huh?” Halle thought about it as he explained his childhood. He never really talked to anyone about his personal life so she decided to feel privileged and not badger him about it.

She thought about her own ‘normal’ upbringing. Well, maybe a little less than normal since she’d come from wealthy parents. She could remember not having much time to play with other kids either between French lessons, ballet lessons, softball practice, piano lessons, tutoring…She’d been very privilege though not entirely happy.

Though she thought about if she had just been some random middle-class kid. It did seem kind of boring after thinking about it.

“I guess you have a point,” she agreed. Though her parents weren’t thrilled about their only child- and daughter at that- going into such a dangerous line of work but like she told them and Near was saying now- someone had to do it.

“Ready?” she asked, smiling slightly as they approached the upcoming roller coaster. After it came to a halt and emptied out they filed in. She pulled down the safety bar and glanced over to make sure Near had his on. She was responsible for him after all.

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Mon, 28 Jan 2013 15:38:53 -0500

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bloodredbeads: divided-loyalties: She wouldn’t understand huh? “Try me,” she responded. She knew...

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 02:56:37 -0500

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She wouldn’t understand huh?

“Try me,” she responded. She knew she was above average intelligence though not to the genius level like the two rivals so she wanted to at least give it a shot. It was nice to have things explained once in a while. Working for and with fast-paced minds was difficult and falling behind on some points wasn’t pleasant at all.

Her false-blue eyes eyed the criminal emphatically. When she’d first heard of the explosion that took out his base…She’d nearly had a heart attack. It was a miracle he’d survived. The only giveaway of the blast was that scar.

She raised her hand slowly and moved his hand away from his face. She then gently traced the length of the damaged skin..

“Does it still hurt?” she asked softly.

Mello shook his head. “I’d rather not.” It was difficult to think about, hence why he didn’t want to talk about it. The two had been friends once when they were very young and innocent. That had all ended when his number one spot was stolen by his only friend at the time — this was before Matt had arrived. He’d never forgiven Near for that, even though, at heart, he knew it wasn’t the younger boy’s intention to destroy their friendship.

Perhaps, if he hadn’t made a big deal of it, Near wouldn’t have grown accustomed to boasting about his intelligence and plainly rubbing it in Mello’s face.

He tried not to cringe at the fact that he couldn’t feel Halle’s fingers against the scar tissue. “No…” Mello felt like being open and honest with her right now. Unusual. “But, when I think about that explosion, a searing twinge runs up the left side of my body.” A hand hovered over said area. “I suppose it’s just mental pain that I create for myself.”

Halle couldn’t tell what was on his mind, he was always difficult to read, but the less she saw him the harder it became. Mello was the type to push people away when they tried to draw close though, so she let the matter go.

She paused, still touching his face gently. So the damage must have been worse than she thought…enough nerve endings dead to make it numb. And then there were the mental scars.

“Maybe I can help,” she said finally lowering her hand. “A lot of the men I worked with back in the CIA and Secret Service were ex-military. I’ve seen how they handle self-created pain like that.”

Though she’d never been injured on the job herself she’d paid a few visits to the medical and psychological support division and had seen how some things were done.

“Sit down for a moment, or lie down if you’re comfortable with it,”

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Sun, 27 Jan 2013 23:35:19 -0500

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Sun, 27 Jan 2013 22:05:09 -0500

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Halle grumbled inaudibly as she chopped the remaining vegetables like he’d shown her. How like him, she thought huffily. The “good-looking hotshot” and youngest member to be invited to Near’s SPK sure had a lot of guts to behave the way he was. She was more than wise enough to see through his amused teasings.

She imagined him to have been-or possibly still be, she didn’t know- quite the ladies man back when he was in school. Charming and naturally talented, the kind of guy that got on her nerves when she was young and going through her awkward tomboy phase.

She was determined to not let him get to her.

“They’re all ready,” Halle said after he grabbed a handful. She pointedly tried to seem unfazed by the not-so-accidental contact. Leaving him to the fire and food she visited her living room, looking through the glass cupboards for some good wine. Picking a nice red wine that had been a personal favorite of hers since she’d come of drinking age, she brought it back and poured two glasses.

“I’ was saving this for a special occasion,” she informed him, amber eyes meeting his as she handed him his glass. “But I thought I might make an exception for you,”

The dish was almost finished. As soon as Halle departed from the kitchen, he spun around, grabbing the remainder of the chopped vegetables and tossing them into the pan. Everything was melding together so perfectly, the colors saying almost as much as the smells that wafted through the room. He was actually looking forward to this.

A quick glance to the side caught Lidner holding up a bottle of red wine. A grin spread across Gevanni’s face, free hand extending to accept the glass. “Should I feel privileged that you’re making this exception?” he inquired, raising his glass in a silent toast before bring it to his lips. The wine coated his tongue and he let the slightly sweet, slightly bitter taste of the alcohol burn its way down his throat.

“Not bad, Lidner.” he commented lightly, giving a nod of approval as he gingerly set the glass upon the table. The flame died down with the turn of a knob and turned to face her once again, eyes darting around the kitchen as he said, “Where can I find a platter to plate this on?”

“You really should,” Halle replied smiling with amusement. Gevanni was better company than she’d expected- and she hadn’t had low expectations at all. The smell of the food was starting to fill the room and she sighed with contentment. She hadn’t had a home-cooked meal and forever- the dinners made by her parent’s personal chefs didn’t count- and she was really pleased with everything,

She sipped her wine, loving the strong bittersweet taste she’d grown so used to. She then helped him find some plates, which she was surprised she actually had since she was used to the disposable paper kind. She didn’t like washing dishes if she didn’t have to.

As she was handing him a plate of the china set her aunt had sent her she accidentally let go too early and the plate hit the floor. As it cracked, a shard cut the back of her hand and she winced before drawing it close to her. It wasn’t deep but it stung and a trickle of blood was running down.

bloodredbeads: divided-loyalties: “As defensive as always,” Halle sighed though made no attempt to...

Sun, 27 Jan 2013 19:51:40 -0500

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“As defensive as always,” Halle sighed though made no attempt to calm him. It was best to just let Mello express his emotions without interference. She’d learned that from experience. Trying to contain him was like trying to trap a tornado, especially when he was angry.

She remained still as he studied her, only arching a blonde brow at the uncommonness of the action. She wondered if he was trying to see if she was telling the truth- she was- or trying to see if she was hiding something from him- she wasn’t. He was always hard to understand.

But she was patient.

“I wasn’t aware that I’d become more antisocial and child-like,” Halle mused, smiling slightly. She wasn’t sure what he’d meant by being more like Near but she supposed he’d meant it in a bad way.

Eyes wandered up and back to her own, this action soon followed by a huff. “That’s not what I meant at all.” He made no move to sit back down.

“I suppose you wouldn’t understand, really.” Mello honestly believed she wouldn’t, considering the fact that she hadn’t grown up in the same house as the little brat. A leather-clad hand firmly rubbed against the left side of his face, unable to feel his own touch on account of the nerveless scar tissue. But that was fine; he’d grown used to the feeling, — or non-feeling, so to speak — although it still unsettled him at times.

She wouldn’t understand huh?

“Try me,” she responded. She knew she was above average intelligence though not to the genius level like the two rivals so she wanted to at least give it a shot. It was nice to have things explained once in a while. Working for and with fast-paced minds was difficult and falling behind on some points wasn’t pleasant at all.

Her false-blue eyes eyed the criminal emphatically. When she’d first heard of the explosion that took out his base…She’d nearly had a heart attack. It was a miracle he’d survived. The only giveaway of the blast was that scar.

She raised her hand slowly and moved his hand away from his face. She then gently traced the length of the damaged skin..

“Does it still hurt?” she asked softly.

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Sun, 27 Jan 2013 19:34:57 -0500

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“Near, you’re as pale as a sheet. I’ll never hear the end of it from Rester if you come back all sunburned,” Halle replied, continuing to smooth the sunblock on his face. Once again a completely unprofessional thing to do to your boss but the young detective looked so cute with his indignant pout.

“There, now where should we go next?” she asked as she finished. She took out her map and glanced at it. They were currently in the center of the main attraction rides. A series of different roller coasters and water rides. Halle particularly liked the one that paid homage to Jurassic Park. How American. It reminded her of home.

“Go ahead and choose,” she said holding the map for him.

He frowned, obviously unhappy with it but not arguing. He had no idea whether he was prone to sunburn seeing as he never went out on a particularly sunny day, but it was probably a good idea.

Near looked the map over, glancing at the different rides. He was coming up first with believable excuses for skipping the ones which involved water, then actually looked at which ones he might want to try. Not that he was a fan of rides, but he didn’t mind them.

“We could try that rollercoaster.” He pointed to one that was relatively near-by and not too big.

Glad he decided not to struggle, she finished administering the SPF-50 and put a little on her face as well. It was sunny today and she didn’t want to risk burning either.

“Roller coaster?” this kid was full of surprises but she didn’t mind. “Sure,”

They followed the map to said ride and waited in line. At first there was the same awkward silence that usually dominated most of the two’s encounters but as they came towards the front- rather quickly to her surprise- she decided to try and make small talk.

“Do you ever miss these kinds of things, Near? You know, these normal life experiences?”

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Sat, 26 Jan 2013 15:17:17 -0500

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Mon, 21 Jan 2013 14:41:33 -0500

”Near, how have you been?”

List of Drabble Prompts

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 00:38:44 -0500

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave
Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa
Dream: My character will have a dream about your character
Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.
Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.
Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.
Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.
Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Hunt with me: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together.
Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer
Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa.
Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.
Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.
Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.
Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.
Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’
Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.
Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character
Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner
Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body
Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun
Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.
Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify.
Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason.
Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.
Give Me: my character will give yours a gift
Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify.
Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three.
Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick.
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.
Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it.
Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.
Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours.
Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.
Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.
Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.
Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.
Song: My charcter singing a song to yours, or vice versa.
Gloves: How my character deals with news from yours, Specify
Snow: Our characters in the cold together.
Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.
Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.
Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours.
Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together.
Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.
Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours.
Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours.
Trick: Your character and mine being sneaky together
Treat: Your character and mine being sweet to one another
Costume: Your character or mine, dressing up for the other
Stars: Our characters under the stars together
Snow: Our characters in the cold together
Scarf: Your character or Mine borrowing/stealing clothes from the other
Hot Cocoa: Our characters enjoying a hot moment together.
Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight
Gift: Your character or mine, surprising the other with a present
Bows: Your character or mine, dressing/undressing the other
Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.