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[Helloooo Nurse!]

[Hey- waitaminute... THAT doesn't look like one of the nurses you may remember from your arrival in the nurse's office. Hm.]

[Nonetheless, she soon approaches you as you catch her eye.....]

Oh my; you look awful.

[Anna approaches you in the hallway; wearing a hyper-sexual nurse outfit. One must wonder whether this is the result of Campus-magic shenanigans, or just another highly impractical costume of her own collection.]

[Canting her head to the side; a look of faux-concern on her features.] Have you had a check-up lately?

I absolutely insist that you see me for... a thorough inspection. It's for your own good, really~

((OOC: ANNA HAS OFFICIALLY GOTTEN BORED ENOUGH TO RESORT TO HER USUAL TROLLING WAYS. Note: In case you don't know, this lady is a sadist who gets off on other people's pain/embarrassment- So if you respond here she WILL do her best to make you as uncomfortable as possible- be it through a brief casual prank or something much more sinister. She may get flirty, or put you through some pain, or humiliate you, or all of the above. Therefore, if there's something I just mentioned that you DON'T want your character to go through (i.e- nothing too sexual or no bruising or no humiliation)- please specify. Don't worry about outright gore or anything overly hardcore since she's mainly just in a playfully dominating mood. ~~Unless you desire otherwise~~.))

((Also yes I know I owe some tags which I will get to; I was just really in the mood to make this post. ...Even if I'm double-posting shut up))

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[Norman watches Anna in surprise when she suddenly bursts into laughter, even as she accepts his outstretched hand and rises to her feet. Hm... maybe he shouldn't really be surprised. In fact, he isn't sure what response he expected.]

I don't think any of this makes me a coward.

[One thing Norman prides himself on is his courage. There had been plenty of times where he'd stumbled, sure... but in the end he likes to think he's a fairly brave person. Maybe just not so much when it comes to relationships.]

I'm really just not a-

[And suddenly he cuts off, squinting at Anna and the nearby area. Autumn leaves are falling all around her, and he can feel a light breeze. Aw hell, not this bullshit again! He spins around at the sound of birds chirping, and when he turns back Anna has disappeared. Feeling rather nervous about not knowing whether or not she's really there, Norman considers if he should say anything else. While he's hopeful this hallucination will pass soon, there's always a sense of fear that it won't. A slap in the face would actually be welcome right about now.]

Edited 2013-06-17 06:26 (UTC)

......

[Just not a what...? Anna waits a moment for the man to complete his sentence, but he never does. The woman blinks as she observes his suddenly lost-and-confused expression; the way he spins around and squints with an unfocused eye, as if looking through her rather than at her.]

[Anna curiously cants her head to the side; observing his rather odd behavior and sudden nervousness. She waves a hand in front of Norman's face and he barely bats an eye; as if he doesn't even see the woman any more.]

[Hmn.]

[Well then.]

[Reaching out with one hand, Anna takes a firm hold of Norman's chin; going to force the man to look in her direction.] Hello?

[A snap of her fingers.] Anybody home...?

[While Norman can't hear Anna's words, he does suddenly feel as if someone's gripping his chin. Seeing no one there as it happens is unnerving to say the least, but he's taking it as confirmation that Anna is still there. In that case he can speak to her, with the major problem that he won't hear her reply.]

[Carefully reaching out a hand, Norman grabs at the air in front of him. Though he sees nothing there, his hand grips some unknown part of Anna's body.]

I'm sorry... I can't see or hear you. Shit- just... stay right there for a bit, okay?

[So much for not being a coward. The idea of being left alone like this, lost and exposed in public, makes him downright fearful.]

Edited 2013-06-17 15:41 (UTC)

[Frowning. Y'know what doesn't sound like a good time? Standing around not being seen.] How long is "a bit"?

[Of course, seeing as he can't see or hear her, Anna doesn't exactly expect an answer. But the woman sighs as Norman nervously grips her shoulder.]

It's really not my job to babysit someone throughout their sudden mental breakdown, honey. [She grabs Norman's wrist; contemplating shoving him off so that she can walk away... but eh. Why not stick around long enough to learn exactly what's happening here? Admittedly, she does find herself a bit interested to find out.]

[Welp, that settles it then. Rather shove his wrist away, Anna raises Norman's arm a bit and bends at the knee; suddenly grabbing the man and slinging him over her shoulder. Sorry Norman; you'll have to deal with abruptly being carried away by nothing.]

[Sure enough he simply stands there, his grip on Anna's shoulder tightening slightly as he tries to encourage her to stick around. That seems to be working out well enough, when suddenly his wrist it grabbed, and then he feels himself being lifted into the air. That is a disturbing feeling, being carried by nothing, and it's especially surprising since despite her heightened strength, he wouldn't have expected Anna to be able to hold his weight like this.]

Woah! What are you doing?

[He asks, even knowing he won't be able to hear the answer. Yet, despite the uncomfortable situation, he doesn't try struggling free. At least like this he knows he's not alone. Instead, Norman closes his eyes to mitigate some of the strangeness associated with "floating" around, and hopes that everything will be back to normal when he next opens them up.]

There there. You're alright. [Seeing as he can't see or hear properly at the moment, Anna merely gives the man a 'reassuring' pat on the ass in response to his words. She might also give it a bit of a reassuring grope.]

[The woman continues on ahead until she arrives at the door to a common lounge room, which she opens with her free hand. Anna then unceremoniously plops Norman down onto a large couch in the center of the room; leaning over him slightly as she looks to Norman with a critical eye.]

Now... what am I to do with you...?

[Norman doesn't respond to that pat or the grope, mentally rolling his eyes but choosing to say nothing. What's the point if he can't hear the response?]

[He gasps when he suddenly feels himself being dropped onto something... soft. Grabbing at it with one hand, he determines that it feels like a couch cushion. Huh.]

[At that point, Norman decides to chance opening his eyes a little. He sighs in relief when he sees Anna standing over him, only a few colorful leaves still falling around her. That lasted longer than usual, but at least it did eventually fade.]

Oh! I can see you again. [Rubbing at the side of his head, he shifts himself into a sitting position on the couch and takes in his new surroundings. Seems like a nice, ordinary lounge.]

Sorry about that.

[Anna waits for the man to sit up, once he finishes speaking.]

......

[-And then once again slaps him across the face. She blinks afterwards, in faux-surprise;] Oh-!

Did you say that you can see me now? My mistake~... [The woman takes a seat next to him now.] So; wanna tell me about what just happened there?

Hey!

[He rubs at his cheek after receiving another unnecessary slap, not at all pleased to have that added to the dull ache in his head that's lingering even after the hallucination has faded.]

Can you please stop doing that?

[But Anna had taken him somewhere safe without leaving him alone, so he'll forgive it just this one more time.]

I'd rather not, actually. I haven't even really figured it out myself yet.

[That's not entirely true; he knows what's causing the hallucinations. But in order to explain it, he'd have to talk about ARI, and that's something he doesn't want to do.]

["Innocently"] I was only trying to help~...

[The woman cants her head to the side.] Is that right?

[A chortle.] So you're an FBI agent... who also sometimes has completely inexplicable mental breakdowns. I wasn't aware that the good bureau hand-picked their agents straight out of the looney-bin.

[Shrugging.] -But, I'll admit... It does actually make you somewhat interesting, at least.

[Anna's comments actually do hit a nerve, and that result is reflected in his suddenly defensive demeanor. Ever since he realized this was happening even independently of his drugs, Norman had realized if it didn't stop before his next field assignment, there would be some serious trouble. It would be extremely unethical to put everyone else at risk by going out on a mission, unsure when he could lose himself. Hell, he'd even been avoiding driving lately just in case it happened while he was behind the wheel.]

It's a new thing. I'm not planning on going out on any missions while it's happening.

[He doesn't appear particularly happy to know that this makes him interesting. Norman would rather not be remembered for his 'mental breakdowns'.]

That's me all right, Mr. 'Somewhat Interesting.' Personally, I prefer 'Vaguely Mysterious,' or 'Modestly Intriguing.' But to each his own.

"While it's happening". [She repeats.]

So if this "new thing" of yours continues happening... Then what? I'm curious.

Will you actually give up your precious job? Take up accounting, or something equally as thrilling...?

[Thinking of leaving the FBI is very painful indeed, but... yes, he's considered it. If he can't go out on missions, he can't do his job. That makes him pretty damn useless.]

I'll do what's right. If that means resigning... then yeah, I'll give it up.

[He doesn't know what else he'd do, however. Since he was in high school, all he ever wanted to be involved in was law enforcement.

With a heavy sigh, he leans back against the cushions and stares up at the ceiling.]

I've considered programming- doubt anyone would notice if I checked out for a few minutes at a time in that career. But you're not really interested in this, are you? [He isn't sure why he's even telling Anna any of this. True, he hasn't been able to talk to anyone about these issues at all... and is nice to get some of these thoughts off his chest...]

If I wasn't interested, I wouldn't have asked. Call it morbid curiosity.

I simply can't wrap my head around willingly submitting yourself to a dull, everyday lifestyle in the name of "what's right". If you don't even allow yourself to enjoy yourself in your personal life, I shudder to think of just how miserable you'd be without a job. I don't really understand the point of living if you can't actually feel alive...

[A shrug.] But, who knows... Maybe a break from the good bureau is exactly what you need to take some initiative, hm?

-Which brings me to my previous point... [Anna kicks off her heels, then turns in her seat so that she's seated long-ways along the couch; crossing her legs over Norman's lap as she uses him as makeshift furniture.] You've already left your job, Mr. Jayden.

You're not an "agent" here, in this school. There are no corporate suits to dish out any orders, and you don't answer to anyone. A single man with a tie and a gun doesn't have much pull in a lawless building full of fellow crazies and egotists.

So. What shall you do with yourself, hm? Continue to be just as almost-but-not-quite-boring as usual?

I guess you have a point there.

[He would be miserable, and he knows it. Norman takes great pride in his career, and doesn't mind so much that it takes the place of a normal social life. Without it, everything he lacks would only come fully into focus.]

It'll give me some time to think and see if what's going on stops. [Of course, the only way to stop it would probably be to stop using ARI. Norman had managed to quit Tripto, but ARI was another issue entirely. For one thing, he needed it for his job. For another, it was actually more addictive than the drug had been (the second being the only true reason not to stop since he isn't doing his job here).]

[Looking down at the shapely legs crossed over his lap, he listens to what Anna has to say. It's true; there's nothing he can do to keep order around here, and he isn't even sure he'd want to try. If he's going to be here for awhile, what will he do?]

I... don't really know. [Idly, he rests a hand on one of Anna's knees. Norman has never been good at resisting any sort of temptation, and she's making it increasingly difficult for him.]

I guess I'd better try to figure that out, huh?

[Anna smiles a bit as the man places a hand on her knee.] Sounds like a plan to me.

...And I know of a pretty good place for you to start... [Bringing her own hand down over his, the woman begins to slowly guide Norman's hand up the skin of her thigh.]

-If you don't mind sacrificing a bit of those precious morals of yours to take advantage of a poor, innocent young woman, of course.

[Hnnn.

He watches the progress of their hands as Anna moves them upward, knowing this is the moment to pull away but unwilling to do so. Would anyone even believe he took advantage of this woman? She certainly doesn't give off the air of a young, innocent woman.]

If we do this... could I at least take you out or something after?

[He'd feel like less of a sleaze if he made it into a kind-of-date. He might also need to make it up to her if he does a terrible job... it really has been awhile, and he was never skilled in the bedroom in the first place.]

Now you're asking me out. [She chuckles; amused.] Because you want to screw me?

[Anna removes her legs from the man's lap- so that she can move over and straddle it instead. The woman doesn't make contact; she merely hovers above him with both knees settled against the couch to either side of him. Her hands are on either side of him as well; gripping the couch behind his head.] ...Silly man.

[A smile.] Using each other for sex is one thing- but now you want to use a date for clearing your conscience about it afterwards?

And what reason do I have for allowing you to walk away from this feeling squeaky-clean, hm? [In typical Anna fashion, even now, she continues to mess with him.]

Like I was trying trying to say before, I'm not really a one-night stand kinda person.

[So if he gives it a go and Anna's the one who blows him off, it's not really his fault, is it? ...Yeah, maybe that's sleazy too. Damn it.]

[He leans back further into the couch, looking up at Anna when she straddles his lap. That's quite the view of some excellent cleavage right there.]

You think I'm somewhat interesting, don't you? Maybe you'd enjoy going on a date.

[Though there aren't really any date-like locations, are there? He knows of the beach, but little else.]

[Jokingly.] You're aware that most men typically use the date to get the sex and not the other way around, right?

...But fine, Mr. Somewhat-interesting. If you desire more of my attention that badly, I'll consider your offer...

[She leans in a bit closer.] -Just do me a favor and try not to fall in love with me, kay~? Stalkers can be quite the hassle to deal with, and I really don't need any more. [Smirking, Anna lowers her hand down to Norman's groin and goes to give him a firm grope through the fabric of his pants.] Now...

Are you interested in doing this or not?

Edited 2013-06-19 06:37 (UTC)

I'm not like most men in a lot of ways.

[And now it's out of his hands. Whatever Anna decides, he's given it a try. And hey; he wouldn't mind taking her out on a date if she behaved herself.]

All right then.

[His eyes widen slightly at the sudden grope, and Anna will notice that he's already a bit hard. The view alone was enough to cause that.]

That's fine... if you'll promise the same. [The corner of his mouth curls into a hint of a smirk, amused by his own joke. Norman doesn't really think there's any concern about someone falling in love and stalking him.

To offer confirmation about his decision, he rests his hands on both of Anna's hips.] Yeah, I am.

[A chuckle.] We'll see about that.

Mn... I'll try my hardest~... [Anna raises her brow in amused interest; giving him a squeeze through the fabric of his pants.] My my... You are ready, aren't you?

Well then. I suppose we should do something about all of these bothersome clothes, hm..? [Once again, Anna brings her hands up to unbutton Norman's shirt; leaning in to capture his mouth in a firm kiss.]

[Norman offers a soft grunt of agreement at the second squeeze, followed by a small shrug. What can he say? Anna is probably the most attractive woman he's ever seen this close up, and certainly the most attractive that's ever shown any interest in him or touched him. And that outfit... doesn't hurt.]

It is kinda hot in here. I might have to blame you for that.

[The kiss is most welcome, not only because he very much likes the idea of kissing that full pair of lips, but because it's hopefully a distraction from the truly horrendous line he just spouted out. Norman knows his body isn't all that much to look at; he'd lost weight thanks to Tripto, and hasn't really had the time to gain much of it back yet or get to the gym. Probably should now that he's here, but it's too late to worry about that for this encounter.

Feeling a bit nervous to remove Anna's clothes in return just yet (what if she wants to do it herself?), he instead focuses on the kiss and lets the woman do as she likes.]

.... [Snerk-]

[Suddenly Anna laughs; breaking their kiss to chuckle slightly at the man's terrible line. Okay, she simply has to respond to that.]

[Raising a brow.] Really?

Maybe leave the heavy innuendo to the professionals, hm?

[Aw, hell. He'd really hoped she'd just ignored that. Now it's even worse as he can feel his face heating up in embarrassment.]

Yeah, yeah, that was stupid... I know.

[Let's just move on past that, shall we? Norman goes for another kiss to try and hurry along the process.]

[Helloooo Nurse!]

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// Oh yeah sexualness warning lol

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