put in a reserve at scorched.

[arsoned]

Cute.

Now get lost, and ditch that intention while you're at it.

I call the shots; I won't take them. Not from you or anyone else.

While we're here - those vampire videos, with me. With Scott. I don't think so about that either.

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[notgettingdick]

Aw. How cute.

A puppy who needs to be housebroken.

[arsoned]

[ hold that thought, Katherine, while he stares blankly, almost like he won't justify that with a reply. ]

And a girl lacking the proper etiquette in small talk. Can't say I'm surprised.

[notgettingdick]

A puppy who also a lot of bark. [She scoffs and smiles softly.]

Now what were going on about? Not wanting to socialize with vampires.

[arsoned]

They don't call those puppies.

Not what I said. I think the puppet master here has some highly fantasized ideas she should consult someone about. And I won't be snapping to the direction of those strings.

[notgettingdick]

That's all very fascinating. Really. [Excuse her, Derek. She finds it amusing that you think you have any say in the matter.]

But just so you know you can't tell your Puppet master what to do. It never works. Kick and scream... well in your case, howl and bite all you want.

[arsoned]

[ there's a slight narrow of his eyes. subtle and barely there, before his face is impassive once again. she reminds him of someone. ]

Never is a fancy way of saying you haven't accomplished it yet. That doesn't mean I won't.

[notgettingdick]

You're pretty but you're not that pretty. The driver won't look into those chocolate brown eyes and fall for your every word.

And you can't intimidate the lame creature into doing what you want.

[arsoned]

Maybe not, but I won't know until I try. Having crappy odds won't stop me, especially coming from the lips of a stranger.

No matter how intent you are to convince me otherwise.

[notgettingdick]

But the best things come in the forms of strangers lips. [Que in a hungry grin.]

[arsoned]

[ arches a quick brow. ]

I don't like surprises.

[notgettingdick]

I guess that's one thing we have in common. Though some surprise can be quite thrilling.

I much prefer to have things go according to my plan. [She quirks her own brow.]

[arsoned]

I can improvise. I'm even used to it.

But if anyone's causing the thrills, I'd rather it was me.

[notgettingdick]

[Hm. She wouldn't mind letting him show her a thrill or two.]

Please tell me more.

[arsoned]

That about sums it up.

[notgettingdick]

Well.. that was no fun. [Look at Katherine's life. Look at Katherine's choices.]

So any ideas on how to beat your puppeteer into submission?

[arsoned]

You already ruled out violence and persuasion.

I was thinking reason.

[notgettingdick]

Reason? Right. [She stretches out the I sound and gives him a look.]

And what sort of "reasoning" are you thinking about using. I'd love to hear it.

[arsoned]

Why, planning on borrowing it? Reason that works on mine wouldn't necessarily apply to yours. They have different motivations.

[notgettingdick]

No. I've given up on trying to reason with him a long time ago. He's stubborn.

As stubborn, I'm sure, as the one who holds your strings. Of course she might be more grounded to this idea.

My advice to you? Enjoy the ride.

[arsoned]

I can't threaten her. She's untouchable. But the ones up here? I don't have to intimidate them to get to her. If I take over, they could go quiet.

I'm getting off this ride, one way or the other, but thanks for the word of advice.

[notgettingdick]

Silence them? [Interesting.]

Something tells me that might be a bit tricky but... I like the way you think.

[arsoned]

I told you, I roll with the punches.

Tricky but not impossible.

[notgettingdick]

If your driver is anything like mine you're not dealing with just average humans. You're dealing with hunters, demons, demigods and in your case a very touchy queen. You think they're all just gonna give in easily?

But you're the bid bad wolf, right? You're gonna huff and puff till you get your way.

[arsoned]

Doubt me all you want. I don't care about your superiority complex or whatever it is, to assume that because you can't do it, nobody can. I'm not that irrational - huffing and puffing, that's fictional.

But I don't have time for sitting around and deciding to give up. There are things back home that need my attention.

[notgettingdick]

And what? I don't? I don't have things back where I come that need dealing with?

We all do, sweetie, and yet we're all still here.

[coy]

Yeah, good luck with that.

[arsoned]

Which part?

[coy]

The trying to tell her what to do part.

[arsoned]

Do you have a better idea?

[ because he has a better method than luck on his side and it hasn't seriously failed him yet. ]

[coy]

Nope.

[arsoned]

That's helpful. [ a beat. ] I'll take my chances with the way I've been going.