"Get out of my fortress Kimblee."
Such a nice warm welcome, I must truly be wanted here.
"My, my, Ms. Armstrong, I didn't know you felt that strongly about who entered this military station."
I pushed a charming smile onto my features. This was nothing more then child play. She scowled. I swear I could feel the intensity in the glare she shot at me.
"Briggs is no place for psychotic murderers."
Ah, she knew me by that name then. Hahaha, at least she was forward with her feelings.
"I thought a war zone would be the perfect place though, Miss Olivier."
She glared again, well... not really. She never stopped glaring.
"Major General Armstrong."
Her voice was rather harsh for a woman of her lineage. It was intriguing though.
"My apologies Major General."
Actually, everything about her was intriguing. Her straw coloured hair that was lacking in the Armstrong curl factor. Her icy blue eyes that alone showed only innocence. Her petite body that allowed her to hurt her brother with one punch, very easily I might add. Her full lips that were always in a grimace, sneer or snarl. It could almost be considered entrancing for a normal man. Almost.
"Humph! I want you out bastard."
Her attitude was what tied it all together for me. I honestly don't want some weak little girl who I must protect every few months from one kind of danger or another. No, I want someone who will enjoy my pain as much as I do. Who will just kill that random man that insulted her. I want her!
"Now, now. Major General Armstrong, is that really how you treat your guests?"
I didn't get a reply, well, not much of one seeing as I don't consider a sadistic laugh a reply.
"No wonder why people call you the 'Northern Wall of Briggs' its a wonder how you treat the Drachman spies that you find if this is how you treat guests."
"I don't consider you a guest, Kimblee."
There was that absolutely breathtaking sneer of hers. Of course I usually try to be polite but if I ever had to, I'd want a sneer like hers.
"I consider you an inconvenience."
"How very charming."
I flashed her my best smile. In return she game me a look of disgust, what a... Pleasure.
"If I had to use charms to get where I am I'd be no better then that idiot Mustang."
"That's not very nice."
I followed the lovely lady down the corridor. Hahaha! Who on earth was I kidding?
"Why do I waste my time with you?"
She snarled angrily.I don't care about her attitude. I'm in it for the sex. We both are. Hahahaha, after all. Psychopaths can't love.
A short little thing to try and cure my writers block. Hopefully its in character and what not.