Once Again (Jester)

[Kate]

She knew he was here. Call it some sort of gut feeling, like a pain in her neck that just wouldn't go away. And yet it was so bitter sweet. Why? Because there was a part of her that would always love him. Just like another would always, always hate him. She sent him a simple text message asking him to meet her at the corner of first and main, at a cafe she knew he'd like. A cozy little place that reminded her of the cafe he had taken her to, once upon a time. Like their first date, sort of.

Rinse and repeat like it was nothing old? Kate was chuckling into a venti white mocha, extra white chocolate. She ran a hand through her blonde hair, settling it. She was wearing tight jeans, white heels, a white top, and a zebra jacket. Leaning back in her chair and sipping on her coffee. She was facing the door, and waiting on the red head. Kate had even texted him the time, as three pm would roll on by in about five minutes. She doubled checked her watch one last time, then fixed her gaze on the door. Oh where, oh where could her Damien be?

[Damien Kross, Jester]

You've been awfully quiet today... and I've come to learn that can never be good. What's your problem THIS time?

Lemme just sum up recent events, and you tell me if I'm right or not, mkay Damien?

Sure. Go ahead.

We transfer out of 259.

Yes.

We move to San Francisco.

Mhm.

There's a whooole wide world of possibilities avaliable!!

Disco.

AND YOU'RE HAVING COFFEE WITH THAT FUCKING BITCH KATE?!

Exactly.

Apparently, Jester wasn't to keen on the idea of my meetings with Kate continuing, but it seemed like the times at 259 never ended, so why should these? Everyone of importance had trasferred as well, so anyone who meant shit to me still remained.

I entered the small coffee shop and saw her, waiting for me. 2:58, I noted to myself. I stood in front of her with my hands in my pockets, looking over her odd fashion sense today.

"So, are you gonna just sit there or do I need to take a hug?" A smiled, giving her the same grin she had been recieving the past two years.

[Kate]

And there he was. Shit, her heart started racing. Only him, only Damien Kross. Those full lips of hers twisted, and Kate stood. There was a flicker of an inner conflict on her emerald eyes. That inner struggle to hate him, and love him. He stood there, and bits of her were screaming to just slap him or something. And then the other side of her was screaming to just jump him. Tall, lean, and oh so... Alright, that side of her was winning, at least in this moment.

"Sure you can have a hug"

She stepped forward, and tilted her head slightly to the side. Her hands came up and smoothed down the fabric on his chest slowly. Enjoying every moment of it as she smoothed down his collar (though it really didn't need it). Those emerald eyes locked onto his eyes, never looking away or moving.

One hand reached up, and slid around to the back of neck, skin on skin. She suddenly leaned up, and her hand gently pulled him toward her. Her eyes didn't shut, and she pressed her lips to his. Gently at first, then rather passionately. Or at least if Damien let her.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

I got my hug- and quite a bit more. Typical Kate... I could tell in her that she was split in two... There were moments she was as passionate as she used to be... and moments where she wanted nothing less than to pulverize me. It wasn't hard to tell which half I wanted to stay. I savored the moment as long as it lasted, allowing her to make the kiss as deep as she wanted. When it would break however, I would smile.

"So, we've lasted through two school transfers. I think someone up there likes us." I said with a warm smile, the taste of her lips still lingering on mine.

Someone up there may like you, but someone in you really can't stand you...

Love you too Jester.

[Kate]

The kiss brought her back to old times. The old days back when they shared an apartment, made love, and cuddled on the couch. Back when she had been cute, and fun loving... and a different person. She lifted her hand and tucked stray hair behind her ear.

"If you can call it lasting. I think surviving is a better term. These school aren't exactly kind to may of it's students."

She sat back down without saying anything else. And took a deep sip of the white chocolate mocha. The pale woman was a little nervous, as she always was around him. Ever since... everything had happened. Once upon a time she had found comfort in his arms, but now? She didn't know how she felt.

"I already know why we're both here. Mathew's told me we'll be working together as a team."

She wasn't sure if he knew that, or if Mathew didn't want to tell him yet. But frankly, Kate didn't care about that. She was a little peeved at Mathew about teaming her up with her...ex. With the man who made her have to think about her life.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

I had yet to hear of the news... I found it to be a combination of things... Amusing, delightful, strange... Yet, even with all these things colliding, the one I chose to display was- happiness of course. With an entertained smile, I would stare Kate down.

"Deja'vu I guess." I said, remembering the time when we were team-mates in the Colossai. "Looks like we're back to where we started, hm? OoOo, I can't wait. This is gonna be so fun. Leave it to Mathew to find a way to make things interesting." I thought back to the Reaper initiation, picking up a hundred pennies that had been scattered across the ground... throw on top of that a very angry Earth Dragon with fists like wrecking balls... Joyous.

[Kate]

"Yeah, right back to where we started."

It was too true. This was how they had met, once upon a time. Way back when at another school. Honestly it hadn't been that long, but it almost seemed like it with all the stuff that had happened since then. She smiled almost wistfully, thinking back to the good ole days.

"Indeed, Mathew does make my life rather interesting..."

Another short lived memory moment, the feeling of the knife in her back. Kate shuddered slightly at the thought. The blonde didn't like reliving those sorts of moments. She flipped hair back, and flashed Damien a smile. The jump in had been rather... well, Mathew sort of interesting. All those pennies, and that bitch who had tried to sneak pennies in her pocket. Not a girl that Kate liked what so ever.

"I've been thinking about getting a tattoo..."

Of the Reaper symbol. Kate had to admit that it looked pretty bad ass. She was really thinking of tattooing the damned thing forever onto her body. Because that's how her loyalty rolled.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

"OoOoOo, a tattoo? What of? 'Damien 4 Lyfe' on your chest? Yeah?" I said with an exaggerated grin, trying to seem as giddy as possible. "Oooor, my face! And a hand giving a thumbs up. I'd like that." I said.

Or she can get a gay-ass phoenix like you have Damien.

Hey, I like that tattoo. Shut up.

"In all seriousness, what are you getting?" I was truly very interested in what she wanted to forever stain her body with. Tattoos were always something of big interest to me... It's something you have to be so certain about getting that one wrong decision lands you a permanent reminder of how badly you fucked up.

[Kate]

Ah, yes. Damien and his jokes. Kate cracked a smile, and covered it with a hand. Not because she was afraid her teeth were bad, but really just trying to cover up the laughter that was about to bubble out of her. Those emerald eyes were twinkling about as Kate tried to contain the laughter within.

"No Damien, never. I'm never getting a man's name tattooed on my body, unless I happen to have a son. One day..."

She trailed off for a moment. What was this? Wistful dreaming? Did Kate want to be a mother at some point in her life? You bet your booties she did. The problem? The father figure; she kept seeing different faces in place of the father. Even as crazy as it seemed... Damien, Vale, Mathew... the list went on. There were plenty of men in her life (and very few positive females), and almost all of them felt the need to suddenly hit on her/flirt with her/or be interesting. It was making the poor girl rather confused.

"The Reapers...symbol... That's exactly what I want."

Kate meant serious business with this.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

"Erm... Kate..." I paused. "I can list a number of reasons why that is not a good choice for something to permanently put on your body... Where do I start? If you leave the gang, what then? If someone sees it and starts shit, that's bad. Flaunting that you're a Reaper is not exactly in the rulebook of the gang. The Reapers are about secrecy, not showing your arm and saying "Hi, Reaper here, come kick my ass." I paused. "Unless... you're getting it in someplace only I can see." I cooed, flashing her a sensual smile.

In truth, it really wasn't the best of ideas to get that symbol... Sure, some people in Colossai got the symbol as a tat, and, most of them got their asses beat for it. I just hoped Kate was smart enough to realize it was not a good idea.

[Kate]

"I don't plan on leaving. And I don't plan on it being exactly... obvious. Intertwined with some other things darling. Kind of like where's Waldo."

She chuckled, those emerald green eyes dancing around. Kate wasn't planning on leaving, because the blonde worked one way when it came to stuff like this. The blonde was dead serious on this, and when it came to that she was pretty damned stubborn.

"And I'm sure most people will be able to see it darling, I'm tramp stamping it."

Another deep sip of coffee. That's right , tramp stamp of the Reaper's symbol. She licked her lips after her sip and winked at him. Wondering if he had any jokes to crack about that at all.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

I always found that phrase extremely funny... 'Tramp stamp...' Something about it just tickled my fancy. The thought of Kate getting the tattoo there eased my nerves a bit... Not a lot of people would see it Waldo'd there... Only people who looked close enough would notice it, so unless someone made a very conscious effort of analyzing her ass, she'd be safe.

"Alright, that sounds safe enough." I said, thinking about it. "Don't make it too much of a Waldo puzzle though... You'll get guys taking twenty minutes looking at your ass to find a little symbol..."

[Kate]

With that one she snorted with laughter. Twenty minutes? She was grinning off to the side, trying to control her giggles. It wasn't working very well this time around. Kate bit down on a finger, and slowly calmed down. Those emerald eyes dancing as she replied to his little line.

"Darling, I have men staring at my ass for over an hour, just to stare at my ass. If anything they'll barely look at the damned tattoo."

Now was not a safe time to sip at her coffee, for all Kate knew it'd come out her nose. That would be too much like the old Kate, who had laughed so freely, with such innocence. She relaxed back into her chair, the laughter beginning to die down finally. She nestled back, getting settled.

"And if I remember right, I could count you on that list. But frankly, you just like it all."

Her body was different since the last time they had been together, since they had last slept together. She had been thinner, shorter, and not as filled out. More of a girl, then the woman she was now.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

It felt good to see her laugh again, especially that hard. It brought me back to the old days with Kate, when laughter like that was frequent. It gave hope...

"Yes, I am on that list... probably the V.I.P. member actually..." I smiled a devious smile. "And you're right again, I do like it all. You are quite a... fascinating person to look at." Understatement.

You're a damned strange person Damien Kross...

Bite me.

[Kate]

The V.I.P? Maybe, and then again maybe not. Kate had a lot of guys she was flirting with, and a ton more that were trying to flirt with her. Or win her heart. Or get her in bed. Or... well the list went on and on. She took a sip of coffee now that she had calmed down. White mocha perfection, it made Kate a very happy Kate.

"Oh am I now? I've been told I'm rather classic looking, not interesting."

She chuckled, took another deep sip. The blonde was nearing the bottom of her coffee cup, and was going to have to get another soonish. The pale woman just smiled at Damien, enjoying the moment... for now.

"So what have you been doing since the last time we saw each other?"

The last time had been when the gang had jumped them in. Before that? Well, Kate had lost a bet to Damien and had to be his slave for 24 hours. That had been loads of fun.