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Could you be firends with a killer?

Wanted to let you know that I may lose internet tomorrow. Life sucks! Hope to have it back on by the weekend. I will at least keep you updated using my phone, it's just a pain to try and post with.

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

UnlikelyDisguise said “I’m looking forward to this time, just alone with you, Victor...”

If he had been eating he would have choked. 'Hide it, hide it , you idiot,' he told himself. Not only did she agree, she said she was looking forward to it. He couldn't believe his ears and almost asked her to say it again. Then he thought about it and grinned. "Oh, oh heavens!" he started dramatically, putting a hand to his chest. "She said yes! I can't believe it! Praise all those above!" While he didn't yell or any such thing, he did act overly surprised and then just chuckled. He loved to joke with her and knew if he hadn't done just what he did or something similar she would have given him that, 'what's wrong with you?' look.

He had always felt like a bit of a goof around girls/women. With her, it was different. He had dated, sure, but he either grossed them out with his 'shop' talk or they had wanted him to be more serious, about the relationship, conversation.... Life. That wasn't him. Yes, he was fascinated by those things involved with forensics. He was prone to read books about murder, serial killers, death and such. One girl had a serious issue with his number one love, Sherlock Holmes novels. While she was reading her romance novels and wanted him to listen (and emulate) the torrid stories she loved, he would be chest deep in one of his books that she would bash because he wasn't listening to her.

Now, romance had it's place, but he was not into the traditional idea of it. He needed a woman who was smart, someone he could talk to about what fascinated him and he had found that in this creature before him. Beauty and brains, he had to smile at the thought. Were others had looked shocked or disgust, she had responded with witty remarks and in depth ideas. She was mysterious, as well and he welcomed that.... At least to a degree. He wanted more and was willing to let her make up her mind. After all, he had no idea of what might be causing her to be so aloof. He thought, maybe she had been hurt, or her heart had been broken. He only hoped that she had never had to endure what some seemingly 'broken' women he had met went through at some point in their lives. She would share, he believed, in her own time.

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

UnlikelyDisguise said "When do you start? How long of an internship is it?"

Victor shrugged, "Don't know yet. I have to be at the offices on Monday. Eight AM sharp!" He paused when the waitress brought their drinks and took a long swallow of his iced tea. "The lady said I was to be introduced to my instructor and given a full schedule and what-not then. I'm sure I'll be stuck in a lab or an office.... At least at first." He took another drink and sat back, crossing his legs. "The only draw back is I'm going to be really busy until classes end. We're going to be doing a lot of phone hanging out, you and I. Don't want my best girl forgetting me," he finished with a wink.

It was only Thursday, so he had three days of waiting and only one class on Friday to keep him occupied. Uncrossing his legs, he leaned forward and assumed a conspiratorial tone. "I had an idea. Sort of a celebration, waste time type thing. How 'bout, we drive out to that old cabin in the woods. Granddad doesn't use it this time of year and we can just hang out, hike, watch the stars, maybe even have a swim in the lake or fish. I'd offer hunting, but the season isn't open yet." He beamed at her across the table, hoping for a yes, but not really expecting one. "We can leave after I get out of class tomorrow. Or I could ditch class and we could go tonight?" The last sounded more like a question and he hoped he didn't sound desperate. He knew her time was valuable to her, a good portion of the time his offers were rescheduled or refused completely. He tried to understand, but sometimes it kind of hurt.

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He did his best to show his relief at the fact that she wasn't going to bolt again. He returned her smile and perused the menu once more. Once he had decided he flagged down the waitress and ordered them both what was listed a village salad, knowing the amount of cheese it contained, asking that they add some gyro meat to it. The woman also took their drink order and left them to place their order.

Once they were alone again, he folded his hands on the table before him and beamed at her. "I have some good news I've been waiting to share with you." He said it mysteriously and with a grin that showed his pride in what ever it was. "I was accepted to inter for the forensic division." He knew she wasn't as interested in the field as he was, but for some reason he wanted so much for her to be excited for him. Everything was going great. His classes were coming close to an end and all he needed was this internship to complete his training to become a forensic investigator. The thrill of the 'hunt', the idea of using facts and evidence to prove what had happened from a scene that most others could not read, it was something he had dreamed of for a long time. He still had the beaten, battered old paper backs of Sherlock Holmes stories his father had given him as a pre-teen and he still loved to read them, cover to cover when he wasn't chasing his dream or hanging with her.

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

He took his seat and immediately started looking over the menu. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until he had smelled that heavenly aroma coming from the kitchen. He knew what he wanted quickly enough and glanced up to ask a question. His eyes found hers already looking at him. He had seen that look before, but had never figured out what it meant. He didn't know what worried him more, when she looked at him like that or when she gazed off into space with that look. There had been times she would just suddenly shut down, the conversation would wane, she would become distracted. The worst it had gotten was when she excused herself suddenly. That had only happened a few times, but it left him wondering if it had been something he had done. What had she gone through before they met? Who had hurt her so badly that she seemed to be unable to handle even their casual relationship. Another reason he never pursued his feelings. Emotionally, he always handled her with kid gloves.

"You're doing it again," he said calmly. This course had worked in the past. Be kind, don't be judgmental, play it off as nothing. "If you like I can order for you. I'm nearly an expert on Greek cuisine, you know." He smiled, but made his eyes stay on the menu. If she was going to bolt she would do it now, if not, she might reply. 'Please, let her talk to me this time,' he thought to himself.

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

He offered his arm to her with a dramatic gesture. "Shall we?" His grin broadened at the sparkle in her eyes. He couldn't help it, all she had to do was smile and it made his day every time. They had known one another for long enough that the new should have worn off his initial crush on her, but it hadn't. Friends, she had made that clear through actions if not with words. It wasn't anything he could complain about, no harsh treatment, he just felt he understood what she wanted from him. He didn't let himself dream about it, or hope for something that probably wasn't meant to be, just being around her was enough, just to be there for her.

UnlikelyDisguise said "Don't feel bad, it is pretty rare to be able to sneak up on me." Her crystal-blue eyes seemed to shine as she spoke.

"So, I should take it as a complement?" he joked as they walked along. "Like I've told you before, Slick," he continued, using his nickname for her, "I don't like it because I always spook the hell out of you. One of these days your going to stab me or hit me or something cause I spooked you."

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

You have a great holiday as well. I have posted and will see you Sunday at the latest.

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

He cringed when she hit her head. Seemed like he was always spooking her that way. He knew, at least in part about her hearing things. She didn't often elaborate and he didn't push, didn't have to, her face was usually easy for him to read. "Of course I forgive you, it's just lunch and you know my last class ended at eleven today. My only plans are the gym and home for more study." He stood and offered his hand to help her up. "I'll never understand why it is I can do that to you and no one else seems to surprise you at all." He grinned at her and leaned in as if confiding a secret. "Now I feel all guilty about startling you, you have to let me take you to that new place across campus," he winked, then chuckled. "I have been dying to go since I heard about it. I love Greek food."

1X1 18+ looking for f

I like a couple of your ideas. What level of RP were you looking for?

What's next....for the killer with a cause?

Today being Thanksgiving I will be absent most if not all day. Sadly, I work twelve hour shifts Friday and Saturday, so I will be checking back on Sunday at the latest. Hope you liked the post.