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Jason "Tech" Landon ([info]thisismyweapon) wrote,
@ 2011-09-07 21:52:00


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Home in Louisiana once agan
After their trip to the prison, Jason was happy that he and Sammy were pulling up to Gran's place to spend some time. He loved his old home, but damn if he didn't love it more because Sammy was with him. Gran met them out on the back porch and smiled, looking spry for a woman who'd had a heart a attack just a year ago.

"Hi, Gran! I brought your favorite secret agent to see you again." Jason grins, going to get their bags.

"I see that, Jason. Be a dear and handle the luggage while I work on getting this poor girl fed. Sammy, you look like skin and bones." Gran frets.

Jason tries not to laugh, giving Sammy an "I-told-you-so" look.


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[info]sammyfury
2011-09-29 04:44 pm UTC (link)
"If I flashed you all the time, it wouldn't have the same effect," Sammy said with a smirk. The compliment made her whole evening. She'd dressed for his expression, not for the locals. Daddy would have a heart attack if he could see her now. "If you could put it on your daily calendar, it wouldn't a surprise when it happens."

She grinned at the idea of Jason carrying a gun, but she couldn't say it wasn't unexpected. The spy game had that effect on agents. She took his arm and stepped out of the car.

"Mr. Landon," she said demurely. "I am having a wonderful time, although I think you greatly overestimate the need for a gun tonight."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-01 02:48 pm UTC (link)
"Well a wise man says it's better to have and not need than to need and not have." Jason says, making sure the car is locked. Once that's done, he walks her to the door of the dance hall, where the doorman recognizes him immediately.

"Jason Landon, as I live and breathe! How are you?" the man asks. Then his eyes turn to Sammy and Sammy's dress.

"Wow, Miss. I think you've just put every other woman in this building to shame." the doorman says.

"Sammy, this is my friend Marcus Donovan." Jason says. "Marcus, this is my girlfriend Sammy. She's visitin' from out of town and fancies herself a dancer. I'm testin' the theory."

Marcus lets them in, ahead of the long line.

"When you've got an answer, report back. I'd like to know if she passes the test." Marcus smiles.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-10-02 03:05 am UTC (link)
"Is this some of those strange country rituals that we hear about in the big city?" Sammy asked Jason, giving Marcus a smile as they were moved past the line.

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-14 12:22 am UTC (link)
"You city-slickers get distorted information about us country folk. If we let you all tell it, we sleep with our sisters and cousins and we can't count past two." Jason laughs, leading her inside.

Heads turn when Sammy walks in. Many of the women don't like her look, but the men most certainly /do/.

"Of course, you city-types have some strange rituals that us country folk find funny."

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[info]sammyfury
2011-10-14 01:06 am UTC (link)
Sammy slipped her arm around his waist. She noticed the people, gauged who might be armed, who would be trouble, all the things a trained agent would do. Admiring or jealous looks didn't matter or cause her to change the way she behaved. Jason would let her know if she was inappropriate.

The beat of the music covered their conversation. "I was willing to believe country folk could count up to twenty," she drawled, imitating his accent. "Some of you up to twenty-one. But do tell about those strange city rituals we have back home."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-19 12:22 am UTC (link)
"Oh, everyone knows about 'em, baby. Your devotion to the Coffee God, which I know people will stop drinkin' once the Coffee God messes up New York a few times. Then there's all that importance on Times' Square. It's like the Church of New York.

Couple that with all that other crazy stuff and yeah, y'all more crazy than us Southerns." he smirks, slipping his arma round her waist.

He kind of enjoyed all of the attention focused on them. He'd never been in a room where every guy in the room wanted to be /him/. It was a nice feeling.

"So...let's dance." he says.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-10-19 04:06 pm UTC (link)
"The mutants have messed up New York more than coffee ever will," she defended, "and Times Square used to be the crossroads of the world. Just ask any history book."

Sammy leaned in close. "So, you crazy Southern boy, I'm waiting for you to lead."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-20 12:13 am UTC (link)
Jason does just that, guiding Sammy out the dance floor. He twirls her, then dips her, providing a quick kiss on the lips.

"How are you doin', baby?" he asks.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-10-20 04:41 pm UTC (link)
Sammy followed each lead smoothly, enjoying the touch of his hands and the music. She smiled up at him. Why no one around here ever appreciated Jason Landon would be a mystery. "Can't you tell? I have no secrets in this outfit."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-24 02:54 am UTC (link)
"Um, I'm tryin' not to be improper in public, Sammy. Otherwise, I'd search out every non-secret you've got in that outfit and go over it very, very slowly and with a very fine-toothed comb." Jason smiles.

"Thank you for comin' down here with me, Sammy. I feel like the kid that grew up to be Bill Gates and ended up with a hot, kick-ass wife while I was at it." he says.

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[info]fury_scion
2011-10-24 03:24 pm UTC (link)
"Hmm...combs scratch. I'd suggest using your hands." She gave him a cheeky grin and stepped around him with the music.

"Babe, stop thinking that way. You're better than Bill Gates. Your grandmother is a lovely person, it's pretty neat that your family has a real family home, and I like spending time with you."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-10-30 02:45 am UTC (link)
"My life /is/ pretty awesome." he says.

Suddenly, a light bulb goes off in Jason's head.

"You wait right here. I'm gonna put in a request." Jason says, heading toward the DJ booth. When he gets there, he asks the DJ to play the Jitterbug and dedicates it to Sammy.

The DJ smiles and when the current song ends, Jason returns to Sammy just in time for the opening lines of the song to play.

"Okay, now let's see this dance you been tellin' me so much about." he smiles.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-10-30 03:34 am UTC (link)
"I'm usually wearing /more/ when I jitterbug," Sammy retorted, smiling back. "But if you need proof, who am I to say no?" She stepped back as the music played and kicked off the spiked heels. Barefoot, she shook out her hair. "I hope your back is up to it. This will practically be a contact sport."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-01 01:46 am UTC (link)
"When have I /ever/ turned down a contact sport with you, Gorgeous?" Jason asks, taking off his shoes as well.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-07 06:10 pm UTC (link)
"Hope your triple step is up to it." She held out a hand, waiting for him to take it and lead her through. She blew a kiss for good luck.

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-10 04:51 am UTC (link)
Jason grins and leads her out to the dance floor, ready to tear up the scene with his smoking hot girlfriend.

And they do just that. The entire club is cheering them on as they dance the evening away to several songs. Jason doesn't even remember that they were out to have a good time as he's only got eyes for Sammy and the evening couldn't be going better for him.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-12 07:28 am UTC (link)
The last song finished on its final notes as Sammy made the iconic jump into his arms. She was damp with sweat from letting go, letting the music take over, and dancing with a partner that was so much better she had to work to keep up.

The crowd was only background. Jason was the focus.

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-13 01:06 am UTC (link)
"I don't suppose you're interested in leavin', are you?" he says, catching his breath. "I think I've shared you with the rest of the world long enough."

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-13 04:53 am UTC (link)
Sammy brushed the hair from his face and planted a soft kiss on his mouth. There was a world? She hadn't noticed. She'd been too caught up in the music. "Got something in mind, babe?"

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-13 06:20 am UTC (link)
Jason murmured happily when she kissed him. His brain-train had derailed slightly and he almost forgot that he wanted to leave.

"Um, I do. A different kind of, um, contact sport. After we get gelato. Found out there's a new place doin' the Italian kind you like so much not far from here. It was the other part of our date." he says, a dopey grin on his face.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-13 03:09 pm UTC (link)
"You spoil me," she accused with another kiss. "I'm ready for anything you want to do, babe. Just one thing. I think I lost my shoes."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-14 02:09 am UTC (link)
"Okay, sit tight and I'll find 'em." Jason says, kneeling to look around for them.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-14 02:34 am UTC (link)
Sit? Oh no. Her muscles were still humming and she couldn't sit down. She looked around with him. "Gelato will taste good after this, but I can think of things do with it if we were back in New York... I kicked the shoes off to dance because I didn't want to break an ankle dancing in those heels...it's okay, Jason, they're just shoes. I can get more."

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[info]thisismyweapon
2011-11-14 02:38 am UTC (link)
"Other things to do with gelato...?" Jason asks, moving to look up at Sammy and bumping his head under the table. After a muffled curse, Jason stands, rubbing his head.

"Okay, I'll carry you outside, baby." he says, moving to pick her up and toss her over his shoulder.

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[info]sammyfury
2011-11-14 02:45 am UTC (link)
She tried to stop him but he caught her by surprise and up she went. "Skirt alert!" she hissed in the direction of his ear, words lost in the music. She tried to reach up and push it back into place before she flashed the entire bar. Sure, she was wearing underwear, but they were skimpy and filmy, meant to only be seen by one person. Who knew he'd want to share the view?

"Jason!" It was too funny. She started laughing.

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