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"Explain once again why I should agree to this" Kagome demanded, her arms crossed in front of her "I mean, last time you've done everything to exclude me and now you ins-no no, how did you put it?" she indicated him while touching her chin and mouth trying to recall his exact words "Ah, right. My participation is vital to the success of the mission." she said in a mocking voice.
Not intimidated by her defensiveness, a tactic he easily recognised, Ronan calmly repeated the significance of getting the items, the spare parts that they now lacked, once again putting emphasis on why it couldn't be him who will be contacting the dealers on the gray and black market. "I will keep an eye on you through the whole operation." he finished.
"And that's supposed to make me feel better?" she took a sudden step backwards, her eyes widening.
Ronan gnashed his teeth in frustration, swallowing the first answer that wanted to shoot out from his mouth, instead opting for a more diplomatic approach and simply stating "Yes" in an self - assured tone.
"Hmm" Kagome measured him from top to the bottom noting the sour look on his face while he stood with his arms open like he wanted to emphasis his harmlessness. Right. He did not fool her though considering the rigidness of his posture that betrayed his nervous distress. Not accustomed to begging, are you? She darkly remarked, having a bit of vindictive satisfaction at his pitiful and highly uncomfortable position that necessitated bending his enormous pride.
Sated for now she magnanimously reached out, urging him to pass the manifesto with an impatient shake of her fingers. Taking the step forward she tore out the interface screen from him right before going backwards and putting a healthy dose of space between them.
She poured over the list, her eyes squinting more with each passing moment until she finally looked at Ronan completely baffled, the portable computer loosely hanging from her dropped hand. Waving her arms she commented "I have no idea what you want me to do. I can't read it, not to mention actually knowing what it is." she lifted the screen trying to understand the first line "Space matrix restoration coil? Or better, plasma injection t-throttle subsystem?" she enunciated slowly and over carefully opening her mouth wide "They could give me a crate of scraps and I wouldn't know better." she admitted resigned dropping the list again.
"That's where I come in."
"You?" she cocked her head not understanding "You just said, you can't get involved."
"Not initially. There is probably a reward for catching me, so I have to lay low" he admitted in a disgruntled voice "but once there will be a secure and secluded meeting place, I will join you as your engineering expert. It's a common enough practice that no one will think to ask about some egg-headed brainiac."
"You, passing for an intellectual worker?" Kagome said in a high pitched voice, laughing openly to his face. He went rigid at the derisive tone, taking a step forward and invading her space, preparing for an attack.
She quickly reacted putting a hand in front of her "Don't take me wrong. I am not insulting your mind. Gods know that in some aspects your are way smarter and more knowledgeable than I but… have you looked in the mirror recently?"
Taken aback by her unusual cruelty, he stared into her eyes before spitting the answer "Yes! I did. Do you think my affliction make me unsuitable for the job?" he asked hatefully.
"What? No. That's easy to deal with" she waved her hand dismissively "That's irrelevant. I mean - look at you. Your height, your muscles, your wide shoulders, finely sculptured pectorals and stomach, your powerful thighs…" she viewed each part while listing it, a faint blush slowly colouring her cheekbones until she stopped, completely abashed and staring at the ground.
He grew taller under her assessment, his chest proudly thrust forward and a smug smile on his face as his male ego got a powerful boost.
"What I mean is that" Kagome continued after a deep breath "if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it is a duck." Ronan's eyebrows came together in confusion.
Frustrated with herself and her inability to convey the simple thought, Kagome stated "You clearly look like a soldier."
Puzzled by her worry, he slowly started "Yes… but it is not unheard of engineers to be well build as they have to lift and move many parts, some of them quite heavy."
"Oh… okay." feeling very silly, Kagome's blush spread to her chest as she avoided his tries to catch her gaze.
Seeing an opportunity to garner her agreement due to awkward situation, Ronan pushed further "Are you in?"
"I guess so" Kagome answered before sitting in the nearest armchair right before the plans that he so readily provided and so she dived in, just to escape the further conversation.
A/N - Oh, Kagome you are sooo in trouble ;P
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