Bad Boy

[Feathers]

FEMALE EIGHTEEN TEEN TITAN PROFILE Creds to Emma! Somebody has been giving away free weapon like candies to criminals. And no, she is not kidding and she means it literally. Whoever it was, he/she was giving it away for FREE! Empowering them with all sort of power. Some gain strength, some gain the power fly, some even given fire power and such, for free. And if she knows anything about life, nothing comes for free and everything comes with a price. And how true that quotes was. Cos, not soon after the criminals started to lose their mind, to the state of insanity. Just last week, she had to deal a guy who claims he was the King of the Moon. No, seriously. He claims he was the King of the Moon and desire everyone to bow down to him. And that was not the worse part, he claims her to be his daughter, Luna, the Moon princess. Great! Not, so great later! When, it took her plus several Titans to clock-in 6-7 hours of fight-time, to take him down and sent him to Arkham Asylum. While questioning him, the Moon guy kinda-refuse to cooperate with them. Not because, he was stubborn. He was lost in insanity, he had gone completely to coo-coo land, with no ticket back to sane world. But a criminal or not. She still felt bad for poor guy, but he did manage to cough out a name. Funny thing was, he only cough out to her, who still believe she was indeed, his daughter. He kept thanking a person name Hellsmith. A name and a lead, it was good then nothing. She finds herself. Poking around and investigating for a lead to the name, which leads her to the Dump. Yes, to the dump, where all the trash in Jump City goes too. Urgh! First, she met Mr. Nos in an underground abandon subway, now these. What’s with the villains and these kind of places? It’s like a magnet of villainess or something. Can't they get a high swanky place of something? Ever heard of hiding a leaf in the forest. Right! Back to Hellsmith. She found him, well sort off but not sure yet kinda thing. She knew she should forward it to Robin, her beloved wondrous leader. But she needed to be sure, she needed to be extra-sure her leads was solid. That’s why she is going in, pretending to be a buyer, as Kimber, civilian Kimber, and not as a hero Silverwing. It would been a dead giveaway heroes knew about him. He be gone faster than she could say, I told you so.

[Gaunt]

This dump was a pretty neat place. Ambiorix couldn't believe all the things people threw away these days. All these perfectly good metal things, left to rust. He picked up some big metal box, turning it over in his hands. If he recalled correctly, this thing was a clothes dryer. The demon clicked his tongue disapprovingly. All this steel, going to waste. He slid back down the pile to where he had left his wheelbarrow.

Hellsmith dropped the machine on the ground, peeling off layers of metal with his bare hands. He tossed them in with a clang, stripping down the machine to its parts in a matter of minutes. He looked over his loot, the wheelbarrow was about half full by now. He would need to do some more digging to fill it up. He sniffed the air, he would definitely need a shower after this was done. This place smelled a little ripe.

Then, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Was someone here? He looked up from his loot, tossing the lump of broken machinery back onto a pile. To Hellsmith's surprise, a rich-looking girl, around his age, was coming to see him. He straightened up, giving her a smile. He looked a little rough right now. His hair was a mess, and his tank top and shorts had seen better days. He hoped it gave him a rugged look. "Hey there. Looking for someone?"

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

“Yes, a matter of fact I’m…”

Kimber returns a smile as she walks up to him. With a better close up, and a better look at him. He was indeed cute, and her kinda guy. It was hard to resist. Admiring him. Over his muscular body, peeking over his top, and oh so short pants, and his adorable freckles. Funny how you would find something that cute in this part of town.

Right! Focus, Kimber. Focus on the mission, and the job at hand. She reminded herself.

“I’m looking for someone. Who goes by the name of...?” She digs into her sling bag and pulls out a piece of paper. The paper was actually blank, and she was just putting on an act. Playing the role of a buyer, making it authentic. “Hell…smith…Oh yes, Hellsmith. Is he around?”

She tug her raven black hair to the side of her ears. Yes, indeed she was wearing a disguise. Using her glamour charm, she changed her brown hair to black. Wearing an off one shoulder purple top, a pair of khaki shorts, and a pair of boots with her hair pulled back in a high ponytail.

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

It was Hellsmith's lucky day. Cute brunette coming to see him, and she seemed to be checking him out. At least, he wanted to think that. She could have just been looking at what a mess he was but he liked the checking him out option more. He gave her a smile, brushing his hair back with one hand. Had to look nice for the pretty lady after all.

Yep, definitely in luck. This girl was there to see him. He stretched out, trying to be as casual as possible. "Well, you found him. Don't think I've seen you around, what's your name?" He offered her a handshake. He was a bit curious as to why the girl was here. He really hoped it was a personal call, it would be a shame if she went to all the trouble of visiting him just for business.

"So, what can I do for you?" He tried to put on the charm, smiling and straightening up. She was well-dressed, and definitely good looking. He quickly glanced over her, trying not to make it too obvious he was checking her out. He didn't want to be a creeper after all. He was a demon, not a sleazebag.

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

“You’re Hellsmith? Really?” Kimber was surprise as she shook his hand. “No offense. But I kinda imagine you were older, from what my contact had told me…”

No, seriously?! Was he really Hellsmith? He was no older than she was. Roughly around his 16 or 18? How was this cutey-pie, was the one forging all those powerful weapon? He’s just human, right? Hmm, looks like she needs to investigate further. Finding more question marks then answer.

And does, his current outlook bother her. Oh no, instead it yells out. He was all-man, the manly kind. DId she mention he was her type guy? By his rugged looks, it screams he is the kind who wasn't afraid to get down and dirty. Looking behind him. She could see a small mountain of piles and piles of scrap metal. That totally shows he was the kind of man, who knows how to use his hands to work with and...

KIMBER! FOCUS!

“The name is Kimber…” She replies as she mentally slapped herself once again. Finding herself distracted from the mission, yet again. But, she did catches him checking her out, but that wasn’t her main concern or priority right now. “Anywaay, I'm here to offer you a contract…”

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

"Yep, the one and only. I know, hard to believe, but if you want then I could do this as Hellsmith. I can change real quick if you wanna make this official." He was used to that sort of thing. Hellsmith was still a very young demon. Anything under a thousand was considered young among his kind, and he was still effectively a teenager. He had to work hard to earn respect. Not that he felt he didn't deserve it, he had a bit of an ego, but a lot of the other demons still needed to be convinced that he deserved his title.

His guest seemed a little distracted throughout their entire conversation. Was she checking him out? He followed her gaze, and she did indeed seem to be checking him out. There were occasional glances at the scrap he had gathered, but she always went right back to ogling. Hellsmith grinned, folding his arms in a way that would show off the muscle a little more. He wasn't going to bust her on this just yet. He wanted to give her a show first, just to see how she handled it.

"Kimber, huh? Pretty name." He wasn't sure what she meant by a contract, but he was willing to go along with it. Hellsmith sort of was a sucker for a cute girl. If she told him there was an elevator to the moon, he would probably have gone along with it. "So, what sort of contract you got in mind?"

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

Aww, will you at look that? Isn't he so adorable? He was using the cute tactic on her. Heh! Sorry Mr. Hellsmith, that light coursing wasn't gonna work on her. He will have to work harder than, if he was planning to sweep her off her feet. Because, she wasn't so easily charm by such playful flirt.

“Whatever suit you…” She replies when he asked if he should change to make it official. “I can wait…” She said “And is there somewhere else we can talk...more in private. It’s kinda hard to talk right out in the open…” And it reeks over here. She didn't know how long her nose could bare it. Its was getting harder for her to hold her act up, as much as hard ogling over him.

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

Hellsmith waved for her to follow, leading her to the edge of the dump. "I got a place not too far, it's just a couple blocks. I can come back for the metal later." He put an arm around her waist and jumped, carrying them easily over the fence. Without giving her a moment to think afterwards he was off again, leading her down back alleys.

Within a couple minutes, they had arrived. An abandoned factory had been converted into a makeshift home and forge. He pulled out a couple of chairs for them, setting them up on the lawn. "Here's the spot. If you want a little more privacy we could step inside. Or if you wanna get rid of any leftover smell, you could always use my shower." He gave her a playful grin, sitting back on one of the lawn chairs.

"So, you were talking about a contract. Anything you had in mind?" She had been pretty vague back at the dump, maybe here she would say what she wanted. Of course Hellsmith's work was usually contract-free, but if she had some plans he wasn't going to turn a pretty lady down.

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

“Get your hands off…ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

That was the first thing she said when he leap over the fence, with a single abound. Well, that check off her list being human. So, what is he? Homo magi, maybe? Again, more question less answer. It took her a few moment to collect herself, after her little screaming fiasco. That wasn't the image she was hopping to ‘project’…and did he just try to flirt with her? Mind...mind isn't he getting persisted.

She replies with a smirk.

“Maybe later. If you like to join me that is?” Challenge accepted. “I have an employee who is interested in your work. Or should I said craftsmanship? They like to know how’s your arrangement are like…” As she sits back and cross her legs.

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

He had to admit, that outburst of hers had been pretty damn hilarious. Kimber had been all cool and confident before, but his leap had turned her into a shouty mess. He flashed her a grin as he set her down. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Hellsmith was pretty surprised at the offer to join her. That was it, Jump City was the best town in the history of ever. He grinned, leaning back in his chair. "That sounds great." He would have to get this contact over with as quickly as possible, there were important matters to attend to. He was a bit confused at the mention of employees, but he rolled with it. Maybe she ran some gang and needed a bit more hitting power. "The usual arrangement is people tell me what they want and I give it to them. I like making this stuff, it's more of a hobby than work. So, Kimber, what do you want this weapon to do?"

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

As she suspected, he was the one making all those dangerous weapon. Now, she has proof until she see him forge one. Right. All she has to do is…

“What say if we talk more about business over dinner? Maybe like tonight?”

Wait?! What?! She was supposed to ask to forge her a weapon. Not, ask him out for a dinner. Wait, does that counts as date?

KIMBER, focus!

What is wrong with her? Why was she behaving that way? Every since she meant him, she had been doing everything wrong. Like, losing her cool, screaming like a typical girl. She can't form a sentence right around him and now she was asking him out for dinner...out of the blue. It was as bad as she can’t stop ogling over his so-hot and…

KIMBER, focus! She mentally kicked herself. Yes, he is cute, good looking and hot and....Was she falling in love for a VILLAIN?

OCC: Gosh, I'm coming up with short post. My muse is failing me...again... DX

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

Miss Kimber seemed flustered about something, but that was to be expected. Between the jump and the blatant flirting, things had gotten pretty exciting. Hellsmith was pretty used to inspiring those sorts of reactions, especially in his dealings with ladies. It didn't help that his flirting was generally about as subtle as a sledgehammer.

Now that question was a tricky one. There were just so many options, sometimes even he had trouble remembering them. He pondered it for a moment. "Well, we got options. Magical blasts, flight, weapons that pass through solid stuff and hit at the soul or mind or whatever, screaming weapons, singing weapons, strength boosts, you name it. There's like, a hundred things I can do. Basically just think of something and I can probably make it happen." He didn't mention the side effects. Hellsmith hated spoilers, they took all the fun out of things.

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

As she suspected, he was the one making all those dangerous weapon. Now, she has proof until she see him forge one. Right. All she has to do is…

“What say if we talk more about business over dinner? Maybe like tonight?”

Wait?! What?! She was supposed to ask to forge her a weapon. Not, ask him out for a dinner. Wait, does that counts as date?

KIMBER, focus!

What is wrong with her? Why was she behaving that way? Every since she meant him, she had been doing everything wrong. Like, losing her cool, screaming like a typical girl. She can't form a sentence right around him and now she was asking him out for dinner...out of the blue. It was as bad as she can’t stop ogling over his so-hot and…

KIMBER, focus! She mentally kicked herself. Yes, he is cute, good looking and hot and....Was she falling in love for a VILLAIN?

OCC: Gosh, I'm coming up with short post. My muse is failing me...again... DX

Credits to Emma

[Gaunt]

Brock grinned broadly. Girlfriend number three secured. "Sure, dinner sounds great. What you in the mood for?" He was glad he'd sold a weapon recently, this whole dating thing was expensive. Meals, swimsuits, other expenses, he was going through money fast. No wonder most people stuck to one partner at a time. He was starting to reconsider his freebie policy. If he charged for all his weapons it would slow down the messes they were making, but he could probably date like, fifty girls. That would be fairly baller.

Kimber seemed to be flustering herself, but Brock wasn't complaining. She'd warmed up to him a lot since they first met, and still seemed pretty flirty. Thinking back to earlier in their conversation, a thought crossed his mind. "Might not hurt to get cleaned up if we're going to go someplace nice. How about that shower?" He gave her a playful grin. She'd been pretty forward earlier, he wondered if she was going to keep that up. Right about now, her suggestion was sounding great.

[Feathers]

Kimber Long (a.k.a Kimber Fowl)

FEMALE | EIGHTEEN | TEEN TITAN | SILVERWING

“Should I wash your back?” Kimber looks at him. “Or would you like to wash mine?” She smirks

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After the gotten themselves clean up, they head to a pizzeria for their date. Flirting with one another, nonstop. Becoming a fierce and sexy competition between them. Either party wanted to admit defeat-tongue-tie. It gotten so bad, either was making sense with their lines. Giving them an excuse they have exhausted all brain cell to come up with any line they could think off.

They soon started to shares and exchange interest, after they leave the pizzeria. Leading their conversation and them to the park. She then pulls him off the path, behind trees, pulling him into a kiss. She had wanted to kiss and feel him, so badly after she first met him. He was just too hot to ignore.

Honestly, it didn't cross Kimber mind. How much he had corrupted her with his bad boy charm. She had always been the good girl never like this….

Credits to Emma