The morning sunrise burned with oranges, Reds and pinks as the light kissed the gray clouds that hung in the sky. The three bladed turbines slowly spun, dotting the area.
"What is your problem…?" She was screaming, her face distorted and her hands clenched in rage. "Do you know how important it is…?" She stood on the tips of her toes, jamming her finger in front of his face. She had met him back at the apartment. She could be as angry as she wanted and as loud as she wanted. No one lived in this building past the 20th floor. Her dark eyes flashed and her ponytail whipped about in the air.
"Fifty..." She quickly turned away, "50 potential kills… And not a single one…" She walked over to the table. The small computer was open, running data. The data scrolling quickly down the screen.
"Breathing… Normal… body temperature… Normal everything within parameters…" She leaned over the computer supported by both hands on the table, shaking her head. ".01%…" She took a deep breath, ".01%… That's all the power you used… Just one… Just one kill…" She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, bringing her hand up pinching her nose. She exhaled and then she changed her assault, she sighed, closing her eyes, taking off her glasses. She turned slowly walking up to him, tilting her head, "please…" She spoke very slow drawing out the word, puckering her lips, "for me… Just one and it's all a success…" She wrapped her arms around him, leaning her head against his chest. She leaned back looking up at his face; his eyes glazed staring into nothing, his face still, like a statue.
"Ronan… Do you remember when we…" She sighed pushing herself away from him, "of course not…"
"Sit down… For me…" She released her grip, stepping back, "please…"
He walked over to the couch, sitting down his back straight eyes barely blinking. She walked over, lifting her leg as she straddled his legs wrapping her arms around his neck, she leaned in pulling her body close to his, she laid her head on his shoulders.
She sighed softly, "just one…"