Late night tour [open]

[mike]

It was late, around eleven at night, but Mike wasn't tired. The powerful but small blond had a lot on her mind as she walked the streets of Boston. She was worried about her friend to say the least and was trying to think of how to make things work in their favor. Her brown gaze caught the sign for the Freedom Trail and she made the right to head down the historic area.

Her mind was racing and it was starting to give her a headache. Finally she just shut her brain off for a little while. She'd slip up onto the porches and peeked into windows. She was extremely curious about what the places looked like on the inside and debated on if she had the break in skills to get inside without tripping an alarm. Probably not. With a sigh she dropped down and sat on the stoop of Paul Revere's house and dropped her head between her knees as she tried to figure out how to help Sierra.

[sunspot]

Field trips. Roberto Da Costa loathed field trips. Especially when he was in charge of them. He needed to find a good place to run a lesson on determination and the concept of freedom. When Roberto came up to the Freedom Trail, the Brazilian couldn’t help but be intrigued. It might very well be perfect. The only thing he knew was that his students wouldn’t care about the intention behind the field trip. They would just know of the following: a lack of supervision and a lack of classrooms.

It wasn’t going to be worth it.

Tonight, he would take the tour himself. If not, officially, he would at least get a layout of the area. He was tempted to power up and fly, but the night might limit him just a bit. That and seeing a fiery figure in the sky might appear a bit ominous to everybody else. He was given access to the grounds, but wasn’t allowed inside the buildings. It suited him fine. He kept his hands in his jacket, refusing to look at the map for the time being. His dark brown gaze looked around the dimly lit path and he felt himself get tempted to light his own way when his eyes settled on someone on the steps to one of the houses. His brow arched as he stopped at the walkway that led there. “Are you alright?” he asked from the distance of the path, not wanting to come off as threatening.

[mike]

Mike's mind was overflowing with ideas and thoughts. She needed to either focus or step away from them before her brain exploded. Her head snapped up when she heard the voice. The first thing she noticed was he was gorgeous. The second thing she noticed was he was trying to look non-threatening. "Yeah... Just thinking." She stood up and walked over to him. "Are you alright?" She slowly walked around the man looking him over. She was probably creeping him out but he made the mistake of being available to be a distraction and one she desperately needed before she went insane.

When she completed her inspection she tilted her head back to look at him. "I'm Mike. Good lord she was more distracted than she thought if she couldn't even get out a decent flirty remark.

[sunspot]

Roberto Da Costa could have never really thought that this woman would have been so at ease with his initial approach. Still, there was just that part of him that didn’t want her to think that she had anything to worry about (had he known that she had mutant abilities of her own, he would have still kept that sentiment). “Dangerous thing to do sometimes, you know?” he quipped as he waved off her question. “I’m fine. Just checking the area,” he explained with a simple shrug.

He could help but have that distinct feeling that he was being somehow inspected. Nothing new, he taught at a school of brats that had a silver spoon rammed so far down their throats that it made an appearance in their young impressionable colons. Regardless, he never paid much mind to it. “Roberto,” he volleyed with a smile and he offered a hand to the blond.

[mike]

Gorgeous. Hot. Those were just a couple of thoughts going through her head at the man before her. The other thoughts weren't quite something she'd share... yet. It didn't dawn on her that she was just as bad as her father when the first thing that came to her mind was sex. At his comment about thinking her mind switched out of sex mode. God she needed to get a grip on that. "Sometimes, not thinking is more dangerous. You never know who's bed you'll wake up in." She shrugged and stood in front of him. "So was I. Well I snuck in for a private tour, clear my head and all that."

Mike took his hand and grinned. "Pleasure to meet you, Roberto. So, what brings you here? Other than 'just checking the area'? " Who knows maybe they could check it together, she needed something to do other than think. Sierra was going through a lot and the blond needed a clear head if she was going to help her best friend.

[sunspot]

Roberto’s mind had worked hard to keep from traveling to the gutters which he made a point to avoid. She was striking, he could admit to that easily. To say otherwise or to elaborate on the idea of fantasy was just far too much for Roberto’s palette to savor, not to mention a tad rude on his part. “You do have a point there,” he said and added a well practiced wink.

His lips slid into a laid-back smile as he brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “The pleasure is all mine, I assure you,” he commented as he released her hand and his own found the pockets of his jacket. “Well, I’m a teacher and I need a place for a field trip. I thought the area was suitable so I made a few calls and have permission to roam around.” His broad shoulders shrugged as he nodded. “You are free to join me if you wish.”

[mike]

Mike couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind. If she were inclined to think that way, she'd wonder when she became such a ho. Honestly, just me the guy and already thinking about sex. She'd tried so hard not to end up like her mother, that she ended up like her father. Now if only she'd wake up and see it. A small smile tugged her lips when he agreed with her. "Sometimes, it's not such a pleasant surprise. But then sometimes... just sometimes... It could be." Her eyes never left his. Sad thing is if she saw someone doing this she'd be screaming whore.

Brown eyes watched him smile and him kiss her hand. One blond brow went up, oh sure guys have done that to her before, but not so... naturally. "Oh trust me, the pleasure is mutual." She gave him a wink at that comment. Hell had she had teachers like that when she was in school things might have turned out different. "Noble profession. I'd be more than happy to join you." Her own hands slid into her pocket as she watched the broad shoulders shrug she wondered what, exactly, they'd be touring by the end of the night.

[sunspot]

Roberto knew he’d ended up like neither of his parents. His father was by no means anyone terrible, but he was distant. It was the same with his mother. She was dedicated to her job but was a good woman. He showed that same workaholic structure but he still took time to enjoy when things slowed down. His brow quirked at the reply in regards to when things were a pleasant surprise and he couldn’t help but let a less than gentlemanly smirk slid onto his lips for a moment when their eyes connected. He regained focus quickly though.

“Noble until I hand out grades, at least,” he quipped with a smirk “Apparently a Philosophy teacher is only cool until they don’t give everyone A’s for showing up.” His chocolate colored eyes rolled skyward for a moment before settling on hers again. The smirk had widened into a smile until it settled. He’d grown a bit tired of his own, humble, joke. So now, he opted for the trail and nodded in the direction he was going.

“I’m supposed to find some way to reach these kids in regards to ambition. I thought this place would be somewhat perfect. There’s apparently sixteen places here that are tied together in regards to the American Revolutionary War which I think is a prime example of what this country means to those who come here – and feel free to shut me up if I start to bore you. I am, unfortunately, somewhat in Professor-mode and it is sometimes a bit of a challenge to get out of at times.” That last statement was somewhat of an apology and he hoped that with the Brazilian accent that still was laced with his words that it would be apparent that he was actually sorry for being somewhat boring.

[mike]

The woman needed to get a grip. Her friend was in trouble and she couldn't be thinking about screwing the first hot guy she met in Boston. That being said, she did need to clear her head so she could think properly. Too much time on the subject and her thoughts were getting stale. So, here was a distraction that she could handle, she just needed to get her mind out of the damn gutter for a bit. It would be odd to just enjoy a man's company without it ending up in bed with in five minutes. Maybe she'd give it a shot.

"I bet the girls only pay attention in the hopes to get your attention. Maybe they get bad grades in the off chance you'd offer private tutoring. Trust me if a teacher that looked like you, I'd be doing everything I could to get his attention." Damn it! She really had to stop doing this, but she couldn't seem to help herself. Was she really just like her father? That thought finally penetrated and gave her pause. Oh God she hoped not.

Mike linked her arm through his and listened as he talked. A small smile tugged her lips and she shook her head. "No need to apologize you were here on business. It's understandable." Her head tilted to the side when he told her she could shut him up if he was boring her. "And how, pray tell, would you like me to do that?" Brown eyes sparkled and she gave up on the not flirting thing. She wasn't able to not do it, although she really was interested in his answer.

[sunspot]

A grin that was slyer than what he would have liked refreshed itself on his lips. To be quite honest, Roberto never necessarily thought himself to be any sort of bait that women would latch onto. He’d kept himself too busy to necessarily notice. Now, though, now that he’d managed to succeed as much as he had before the time he was even thirty and had slowed his pace down in order to teach, it was a tad jarring to him sometimes. He’d gone from a workaholic to a somewhat laid back lifestyle now and he’d started to notice something that the serious gentleman hadn’t even considered before. Females found him attractive. He was certainly fine with that and had adjusted to it well enough; but that did not, in his opinion, give him permission to take advantage of that.

“Perhaps,” he said with a thoughtful nod, “Though I would hope that my female pupils would spend more time trying to impress me by showing that they understand what I’m teaching rather than failing for the sheer outcome of attention,” he commented before finding a slight red peek unnoticeably on his Brazilian-toned cheeks. It was quick, unnoticeable as they continued on. “Well, I would be flattered,” His smile widened to display his teeth. He would be… especially if she looked like Mike. He didn’t voice that though. After all, that would be a rather compromising statement for an educator to say, no matter how old the other half of this conversation was.

He looked over at the blond whose arm found its way to be linked with hers. “Well yes, but now in the company of another, it wouldn’t necessarily be polite to just drone on; even with my present intentions of coming here.” He gave a thoughtful expression that flashed through his own dark chocolate gaze. Honestly? He being the type to over think, he had actually not thought that statement through. It showed promise, though at her question which was particularly inviting. “I, honestly, have no preference. I’d give you free reign to be as creative as you’d like. I promise I won’t even object.” He tossed a brief wink, unable to help himself, as they continued down the path. The night was already shaping up to be much better than he’d previously anticipate.

[mike]

Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she was almost willing to say 'fuck you' to Sierra and not help. No, now she thought about it, this was just the kind of distraction she needed. She liked that grin of his, and matched it with one of her own. Knowing her she was probably going to be too forward and scare him off. But if he stayed, all the better. Would they end up in bed? Who knew and who cared? He was handsome, intelligent, and nothing like any guy she'd ever been with. It would be nice to see what it was like to know a man instead of a bunch of boys pretending to be one.

”You'd be surprised at what we'd do if we thought a guy was out of our sphere of existence. They might think it's the only way to get close to you.” He was tall, dark and mysterious and it being night in a dimly lit area. It was especially odd because they were actually holding a conversation. She didn't know what to make of that, so decided to think about it later. ”I bet that would be the reason. Like I said, had you been my teacher I'd have been offering sexual favors, not really caring if you changed my grade or not.” She winked up at him and chuckled softly.

”Well I wouldn't mind. Besides, I kind of like your voice. How often do the girls sigh in your class?” She really wouldn't mind if he did talk about the history, but something was telling her he might not want to. Perhaps he wanted to get out of his teacher shell for a bit? That could prove interesting. At his comment Mike moved to stand in front of him and placed her hand on his chest to stop him. ”I could do whatever I wanted, to shut you up? Anything at all?” A brow went up and she stepped closer to him. Her lips just a breath away from his. ”Anything I wanted?” He had great lips, she noticed that right away, and incredible eyes. She might not even need a reason to kiss him now.

[sunspot]

Roberto Da Costa smiled. “Sadly, they are mistaken, I suppose. I pay more attention to success as opposed to failure. All they are achieving in garnering is my frustration,” he supplied with a slight laugh. It was true. He had his years of fun during his teenaged years until he started to take his studies and his future seriously. Now, he was within the Hellfire Club and in the inner circle and the head of Brazil’s most powerful corporation and climbing the ranks of the world’s industry in succession. He did not like it when he failed and he most certainly never understood why someone would put so much effort into digressing for the simple reward of negative attention. Then again, Roberto had not failed in a long time. He smirked at her wink. “Though, I suppose if I had a student like you in my classes, I would find myself severely tempted,” he added.

“It is hard to tell how often they sigh… a lot of the time it’s out of irritation when I hand out assignments or quizzes,” he laughed lightly as he looked over at Mike, refreshing his smile. It was nice actually talking to another adult that didn’t have a silver spoon rammed up their butts. There wasn’t the teenaged attitude and there wasn’t that snotty behavior that irked him so. He was stopped and a brow shot up in response. He didn’t step out of the contact and was almost on edge of embracing it. Instinctively, an arm went around her middle and he trained his eyes on hers. It was almost sinful the way she asked for confirmation on his indifference to his methods of silencing him should he drone on. “Anything,” he reaffirmed, his voice becoming thicker with both his accent and that tempted husky tone.

[mike]

A small smirk touched her lips. ”Frustrated? I know a few ways to help with that small issue.” The tip of her tongue stuck out between her teeth and she winked at him. Oh she would have most definitely done what she could to have gotten his attention, had he been her teacher back in the day. At his comment about being tempted. ”Well, I guess I could call you professor, and you could call me Miss Karalis. See if I can tempt you.” She waggled her brows and couldn't believe she was doing this. No wait, she could believe it. He was incredibly handsome and smart too, not two things she'd have ever thought she'd see in a guy at the same time. He was kind of a danger to her, but she just couldn't see that yet.

”That would be a groan. The sighs are because they are checking out your ass.” She laughed at that and then couldn't stop herself from looking behind him at his ass. Damn! God he had an amazing smile. Part of her was beginning to believe that he was way out of her league. She was a nobody, always had been and always will be. Not to mention the fact that she could break most men in half with out hardly trying. A flicker of doubt danced through her but she pushed it aside. She'd worry about it later, she didn't want to ruin what was going on right now. Her eyes were caught in gaze as he confirmed that she could, indeed, do anything. So she decided to test that theory. Her hand slid up to the back of his neck and she pulled him down, as she met half way, and kissed him.

[kimura]

The scraping of the gate followed by the clicking sound of high heels running on the pavement echoed through out the night air. Seconds later something smashed through that same gate chasing after the runner and catching up quickly. The woman looked around trying to find some place any place to get away from this monster and maybe find some help? But who could take such a thing down? She looked over her shoulder to see if the thing was still following her. She slowed down when she noticed the thing was gone maybe it found something else to go after?

As she stood there catching her breath something wet slid down the side of her face and there was this awful smell like rotten flash. She wiped the stuff off the side of her face then looked at it trying to figure out what it was before she could spare a thought on it another wet drop hit her on top of her head. Confused she looked up to see what was doing it. All she could see was large teeth she let out a scream which was soon cut off as the teeth came down it biting off the upper half of her body. The sound of bones being crushed soon filled the air as the massive beast fed on its prize. The sliver beast stopped chewing and sniffed the air then sniffed it again even with smell of blood in the air it couldn't cover up the smell of mutants near by which meant more food for it. It took off following its nose to the happy couple.