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Outside Diamond in the Rough, Sunday Noon

Karolina van Dean (yes, it had been 'von' yesterday, but did you really think spelling was something anyone was keeping track of?) was not satisfied with how her plans were going right now. She hadn't gotten much besides fun out of her little fling with that amnesiac dolt Bruce yesterday, and the clock was ticking. Counting down to what exactly was a mystery, but there was always something important on the horizon.

Like that wedding she'd heard talk of sometime off-screen. That was definitely a place for Karolina van Dean to be: it was just the kind of gathering of influential people she needed in her life right now. But she needed to look the part, so she was gazing dramatically at the window of the jewelry store, considering going in and seducing her way into being given something extravagant to wear.

Or she could sweet talk a hapless passerby into buying one for her. She looked around, hoping to spot a rich-looking gentleman or lady to strike up a conversation with.

[open! duh.]

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Jim had been rich. Once. But he was trying to turn his life around! He was trying to become a better person but it was so hard when there were beautiful women and things that he wanted so much. And he knew he could have them if he just...reverted back to his old self.

That was on his mind as he passed Karolina on the street, hands tucked in his pockets and face pensive and very, very thoughtful (oh so thoughtful) as he walked by her.

Karolina watched him as he went past, clearly judging his worth. He looked like someone who'd once been somebody, because these things were so obvious, really. Maybe he'd be of some use...

A dramatic pause later, she called out, "You're looking thoughtful."

What an astute observation!

"And what makes you say that?" he asked, stopping his progressing and giving her a thoughtful look.

Maybe that was why she thought he looked thoughtful. He kept looking thoughtful, after all. Obviously, he was being written so well.

"A guy can't just walk?"

"Sure he can," Karolina purred, because that was just how she talked, for no real reason. "Most guys do. But you, you look thoughtful."

"Maybe I am." He could give that little bit of himself away. He'd let some of his past self slip out this morning when he'd leered so now he could let this girl in on his thoughtfulness.

"There's a lot to think about." Like the lack of fires to fight and distract himself with! "And a lot to look at."

Like her, of course. he was still a guy with needs!

They all had needs! Even if Karolina's, for the moment, revolved around things like status and expensive jewelry.

"A lot to experience," Karolina nodded, like she'd just said something profound. "See, it makes perfect sense to be thoughtful."

"That mean you're thoughtful?"

They were gonna kill the word thoughtful during this scene. But, Jim had stopped walking and she did have his attention now.

"What're you thinking about?"

Karolina looked dramatically at the store window again. "Diamonds," she breathed. "Diamonds. And weddings."

Had she really gotten through a line without saying 'thoughtful'? Progress!

"Pretty big things for a lady like yourself to be thinking about," he noted, hooking his thumbs into the belt loops of his way too tight blue jeans.

"You getting married?" he asked, memories of another life and a meaner, more cruel Jim not objecting to being the other man in a relationship.

The costume department just loved making everything too tight, didn't they? Because Karolina's dress was suffering from the same.

"Not this time," she replied, almost a little wistfully. Sure, she hadn't loved any of her husbands (or the occasional wife), but she liked weddings. And taking their money. "Just a guest. But I have high hopes for the future."

"Marriage never leads to anything good," Jim told her, shaking his head. He was a cynical sort even as he tried to leave the ever cynical part of himself behind.

"You should just stay away from it all," he said. "Go in for yourself. That's the best way."

Not really the way for a fireman to talk. Was he starting to crack?

Karolina suspected he was, and she didn't even have a real way of knowing he had anything to be cracking from. So, she was smirking at him. Evilly.

"Oh but I always go in for myself. Always."

"Then, why get married?" he wondered, back to being thoughtful. "Sounds like you just wanna be barefoot and pregnant?"

It didn't but that smirk was interesting. What was going on behind her overly make-upped face?

Karolina laughed. It sounded like someone who didn't really know how to laugh convincingly.

Maybe the lack of acting talent explained the skimpy clothes. "Oh, darling, who says you have to stay married once you get what you want? There's no rule like that!"

"And what do you want?" Jim asked, sidling closer but making it look like he hadn't moved. That was talent. He'd gone to school and everything! "Maybe I can help."

He was a fireman, after all!

"I just want a comfortable life." And to break a heart or dozen on the way. That just made it more fun, and also, she was a little evil. "Although right now, I want a diamon necklace so I can look my best at this wedding."

"And what do I get if I get you that diamond necklace?" Jim asked, raising an eyebrow at her. He wasn't gonna do something for nothing, after all.

Not his style. Making people bow to his whi -- NO THAT WAS THE OTHER SIDE OF HIM. He was losing it. Losing himself. Or had he ever been himself? It was all so hard!

"I can make it worth your while," Karolina replied, subtly suggestive.

Which meant that even people on the other end of the street knew she meant sex.

"Is that right?" Hmm. A part of his brain was working overtime, slowly molding this situation into one that would suit him in the long run.

He'd gotten bigger diamonds quicker than the one this woman was gawking at. "You should know that betraying me in anyway isn't good..."

Just in case she was thinking of that. JUST IN CASE!

Of course she was thinking of that! She was still thinking of that even after his pathetic little warning! Please, she was the kind of woman who was always carrying a tube of poisoned lipstick with her.

And she was immune to the poison herself.

"Now why would I be thinking of that?" she cooed. "I just need a little trinket, that's all."

"Because I know people who would take advantage of the kindness of strangers," he said oh so menacingly. "And it would be the last thing you would do. Trust me."

He would get her diamond and then he would take payment and be on his way. Maybe.

Karolina laughed again, just one sharp 'ha!' "Now, why would you threaten a girl like that? she asked. "Look, I get my necklace, you get your... payment, and we both go our separate ways." Unless she found more use for him. "That's all."

Jim gave her one, long, very, very intense stare before he disappeared inside the shop. There was silence for a very long time. Jim didn't do messy work. He knew how to be silent and incredibly dangerous.

Ten minutes later, he appeared with the diamond dangling from one finger.

"Your necklace," he said, smirking proudly. He'd given up on making up stories on how a fireman would know how to do get a diamond so easily and without so much as speck of blood on him.

Well, Karolina didn't even know he was a fireman, so she was crtainly not going to question it. She probably wouldn't have, even if she had known.

"I'm impressed," she purred, reaching for the necklace.

Jim pulled his arm back and shook his head. Uh uh.

"I think I'll take my payment first," he said, drawl fully in effect as the last vestiges of his current life seemed to fall away. Being a fireman had been dumb anyway.

Karolina pouted at him. Look at that pout, Jim. It was the pout of someone who usually got her way.

"Well, I suppose I can respect you being a man of principle."

Jim slid the necklace into one of his pockets and patted it.

"Let's go." Because he was getting what he wanted before she got what she wanted.

Karolina rolled her eyes, then smirked at him. Because mixed messages were where it was at.

"You lead the way."

Just beware the poison lipstick, Jim.

Many had tried to kill Jim. All had failed.

With a sly smirk, he started to lead them off somewhere a little more private. He'd get some pleasure and she'd get her diamond and maybe he'd think about using her in the future.

What would happen? ONLY TIME WOULD TELL!

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