Treasures Untold {COLIN, Open to treasure hunters}

[Isobel O'Conner]

Coming out your mouth with your blah, blah, blah
Zip your lips like a padlock and meet me at the back
With the jack and the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's at
Music starts, listen hot stuff
I'm in love with this song
So just hush, baby, shut up
Heard enough

Ok, so maybe this night wasn't going to be a total waste after all. After that little show in the alley, Izzy had the urge to get a little drunk and see if all those muscles that had been flirting with her eyes were everything they promised.

That was, of course, if he was a good boy and turned out to be as much fun as his wicked little grin suggested. Oh how she really hoped he was as good as his whole demeanor suggested.

With that thought in mind and a whole lot of trouble on the brain, Isobel breezed into the club, Screamers, and look around. A few familiar faces called out greetings and the petite brunette caught sight of Brom Fenrisulfr waving from the crowd. Returning his greeting by way of the same, the young woman looked around and decided the bar should be their first stop.

Casting a glance over her shoulder that locked on the man behind her, she gave him an impish wink and danced forward towards the far counter. She wanted a drink and the stronger the better.

"Come on, my lover. Lets get a drink and then you can tell me all about what brings you to New Orleans.... If its interesting enough... I'll even buy the first round."

For those who knew the little valkyrie, the offer to buy his drink would have shocked them silly. Her species was forever known for their ability to hoard their treasures and they very seldom parted with it once it was in their trove. Treasure was the one thing that had the ability to side track them from any purpose and was their fatal weakness.

Lucky for most humans, paper money held no thrall for them.

Reaching the bar, the petite young woman wasted no time shoving her way forward and perching on the counter. The men who didn't move got a tiny zap of electricity from her finger tip to speed them along and then she was reaching over the side to pick up a bottle of liquor held there especially for her. One of the bartenders saw her action, grinned and then caught the wadded up money she tossed to him.

"Here, Jake! Take your girlie friend to dinner.. ON me!"she called out before plucking up two tumblers and pouring a rich amber liquid into them both.

WHen she was finished, she put the stopper back on the bottle and held one of the glasses out to the dark haired gentleman accompanying her. Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she waited for him to take it.

"So... tell me, Mr. Gorgeous... All those moves back there in the alley... Are you as good at other things or is it all for show?" she pretended to ask innocently while tilting her head and gazing at him with wide green eyes.

[Colin Holden]

Well he certainly hadn't thought his night was going to turn out like this! But for the immortal it was a welcome change of plans. he eyed the little imp's backside discretely from behind only to almost get caught in the act as she peered over her shoulder at him and winked. Eyebrows raised at her turn of phrase and that tiny crooked grin that made his dimples show formed on his lips.

My lover? Already? Things were looking up.

It chaffed his pride a bit to allow her to buy the drinks but she seemed intent on the action, letting him trail along in the wake she left behind her through the sea of people. those men that acted as though they were going to retaliate for the little zaps were given a look that threatened violence with glee should they actually move upon their thoughts, the subtle flash of the pearl gripped pistol in his shoulder holster curtailing those that didn't take a hint from the scowl on his face.

His eyes trailed over to the tall dark haired man that his bird had waved to as they'd entered wondering what the connection was as she poured the drinks and handed him one drawing his gaze back squarely upon those lovely green eyes.

it wasn't often that he played the strong, silent type his witty repartee typically his strongest suit with the ladies but the chipper little minx had a lock on the conversation and it allowed him a strange moment of peace, not having to take the lead in conversation. Saluting her with his glass and his eyes he sipped of the liquid as she asked, nay..questioned his prowess.

Stepping a little closer, his hand slipping around her waist as he lowered his lips to just above her ear, his breath tickling over her skin as he answered the cursed man whispered to her.

"You aint seen nothin yet Darlin'." his voice slid seductively from his lips as his fingers trailed lightly up her side and back to her waist, keeping it gentlemanly since they were in public. "Those weren't even my second best moves. But I promise if you'd like to see some of the better ones that I'll find a way to make sure you get to."

Those dimples were even more defined as he drew back to look down into those eyes. Sure he was a red-blooded male, a sucker for the ladies. If he had a nickle for every time he'd been duped by a pretty face he'd be even richer than he was now. Superman had his Kryptonite.

For Colin his poison was a lovely face and curvy hips. But what sweet poison it was to swallow. it kept his life interesting to say the least.

[Isobel O'Conner]

I'm tryin' to be cool but boy you're making me hot
And yet I know if we start I’ll never want it to stop
So baby tell me all the things that you like
I'll make it naughty but nice
You know you wanna come in
I won't be shutting you out
And if I'm giving it up, then boy you’d better go down
So baby show me all the things that you like
And make it naughty but nice


OHHHHHHHHHHHH... Touche! The man was GOOD! Talk about sizzle and burn.

The wicked glint in his eyes made Isobel's eyes light up in impish amusement even as she leaned back on the bar and pretended to test if for strength. With lips quirked up in mischief of her own, she raised a brow and eyed him up and down. The heat banked there by rights should have made them both go up in smoke and it was no wonder that the people directly around them moved away instinctively.

"Hmmmmm.... What did you have in mind? Going for it right here on the bar or one of these tables? I can't say that i'm real into public viewings but.. Hell, I'm a try anything once type of girl." she teased back with a lilting tone that twinkled out over the crowd.

Ok, so yeah.. She knew it was a bit over the top but she simply couldn't help herself. She had a feeling this man was used to having the upper hand when it came to flirtatious behavior and Isobel was never one to step easy. Besides, she honestly had to much fun drawing reactions from people with her bold behavior.

You had to get your kicks out of life somehow, right? Centuries were ever so dull otherwise.

Picking her glass up, the small Valkerie smirked at him over it before tossing it back. The burn it drew to caused a purring like sound to escape her and then she was pouring another.

"OHHHHHHHH... I DO SO ADORE THIS STUFF. ONLY PLACE IN TOWN THAT SERVES LIQUOR FIT FOR THE GODS!" she drawled out before raising her glass to him and offering him a toast. "To new playmates... May we ever be on the same side because I'd really hate to have to kick that cute little hinny of yours! Especially since I'd much rather do..... other.. things to it!"

Lifting it to her lips, she was just about to toss it down when a fight broke out not two feet from them and a man was tossed head first over the counter and into her. Caught off guard, Izzy lost her hold on the glass and growled as the liquor went to waste. Never mind that she herself almost toppled backwards and would have if she hadn't latched on to Colin for support.

"OH NO HE DIDN'T!" she sputtered in indignation, before turning to her companion. "DID YOU SEE THAT?? WHY I"M GONNA....."

Unfortunately, right at that moment, yet another body came flying over the bar and Isobel truly lost her perch and careened backwards towards the floor.

[Colin Holden]

Yes, GODS yes he could feel that burn that lanced through him but the alcohol had nothing to do with it as he caught that smoky gleam in the little lady's eye. her words had those sinful lips of his curling into an irrepressible smirk as he quirked a borw that disappeared into the little fall of hair that spill carelessly over his forehead.

Sure there were gazes drawn to the pair as those nearby heard her and leered at the two, knowing that just about anything could happen in Screamers. The thumb of the hand still at her waist stroked lightly up along her ribs and back down as he replied, "You think I'd share with the class? Come now. I can't let everyone in on my trade secrets. I'd have louses world wide trying to steal them and muck it all up. Now that wouldn't make me look too good would it? Better to keep somethings to myself."

Accepting the second round poured from the lithe hand of the lady he tipped her a wink and drank from it. But his smooth lines were interrupted as the fight disrupted his flow. frowning he reacted faster than a man should, a hand going out to steady the little Valkyrie as the other hand caught her drink in his palm beside his own glass.

Indiana Jones....eat your heart out. That lousy Lucas never did give him credit for using his likeness for those movies.

Putting her drink to her lips, he tilted his own back, having seen the impending flight of the next concord and grinning as he tilted her drink to get it in her before his glass was thrown across the room at the brawling people, hitting the instigator in the forehead hard.

Ah but his fair lady was not forgotten in her impending doom, a smile of pure enjoyment splitting his lips as he slipped a large arm out to catch her before she hit the floor, his other slipping around her to hold here there in a deep dip. "If you wanted to tango you should have just said so Beautiful." he teased.

Taking full advantage of the moment he swooped in, stealing a kiss from her lips recklessly before he rose fast and spinned to the side as the fight progressed their way and the tall dark haired man and some bald guy with muscles even in his head pushed their way through, breaking noses and bones as they went.

Smiling broadly at her he gave her a teasing look "Just what sort of a place have brought me to?" he asked, not offering to release her just yet, snagging the bottle from the bartop just before it would have been smashed and holding it out to her.

[Isobel O'Conner]

My man gives real loving that's why I call him Killer
He's not a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am, he's a thriller
He takes his time and does everything right
Knocks me out with one shot for the rest of the night
He's a real smooth brother, never in a rush
And he gives me goose pimples with every single touch


The Gods be Praised!

Now HERE was a man's man and one worthy of her attention. It was so rare these days that the little Valkyrie felt her interest peek even more than it had a few moments ago.

One moment, it was a fun, casual flirtation and then next... Well, it was safe to say that Colin had succeeded in doing the one thing no other man had in decades.

He impressed her.

On moment Izzy had felt herself going overboard and then next strong arms had plucked her out of harms way before she could even blink. Yeah, yeah... Sure she could have saved her own self but she'd been to taken back to even think, much less react. Her companion had moved so fast that she'd barely been airborne before he was whirling her against his body and they were dancing out of the way of the brawling idiots.

And, of course, there was the whole bonus of getting an up close and personal feel of those rock hard abs and delicious upper arms. Never let it be said that Isobel didn't use every advantage given to her and she was perfectly content to experience all that rare maleness.

Oh yes... She was a very, VERY naughty girl for all the sudden daydreams she was having. And that Kiss?? THAT KISS JUST SEALED HIS FATE! She really hoped he'd eaten his Wheaties this morning! He was going to need them! The man was just to damned yummy for his own good and the immortal power she felt off oozing from him just made it all the more enticing.

Then, his question made her giggle and she gazed up at him with twinkling eyes. Mischief lurked in the amber depths as she tilted her head and gave him a provocative grin.

"Only the best kind of place, lover! Don't tell me you are put off by a bit of excitement?" she teased before glancing to where to two fighters were coming up for air and laughter was starting to boom out. "OH BROTHER! I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN IT WAS BROM!"

Rolling her eyes, the petite little hellion gave her companion a wink before she strolled straight over to the huge dark haired fellow and plucked his shot glass right out of his hand. As he turned to glower at her, she arched a brow and then tossed it back before saluting him.

"YOU OWE ME FENRISULFR! YOU MADE A PARTY FOUL!!!"

That said, she shrugged out of her jacket and threw it on the bar as she eyed the other two men and grinned.

"Be dears and guard this for me, won't you?"

While Brom roared with laughter and Wulf shook his head, Izzy shook out her hair. Then, turning back to Colin, she gave him a wink and crooked her finger. Wicked amusement glinted dangerously as she started backing towards the dance floor and a path was formed as if by magic for them.

"So, lover... You mentioned a tango??? I suppose since we are in public... a dance will have to do! Think you can keep up?"she challenged just to see the fire in his eyes. "If its to much for you... I promise to slow it down."

[Colin Holden]

Oh and wasn't she a vision to behold? Feisty. Sassy. Quick as a whip and twice as smart. Looks like he'd found more than just a monetary treasure this night. there would be Hell to pay for the way he'd be feeling at the lecture tomorrow but what was one sleepless night to a man that was immortal?

Even if he weren't, it was so worth it. He let her go with a small chuckle, tossing back the bottle in his hands as he watched her take the other man's drink then order him to babysit her jacket. Hell, he'd pay the man to watch it if that meant getting to see those lithe little curves that were now revealed longer.

Bottle handed to a passing waitress with a wink he took Izzy's hand as she rejoined him and led him to the dancefloor. The song wasn't a traditional tango but the sultry voice that sang of 'loosening up buttons' and the beat that flowed along with it would work just as well.

His brows raised and a look of mock offense showed playfully. "Keep up? Oh I think that's what I should ask you Fireball.", he purred as one firm hand held hers and spun her into close to his body, holding her there a moment before spinning her back out to where his hand found her waist and locked her there. Hips dipped and glided as the familiar steps of the tango flowed from him tall frame, sleek and smooth as a big jungle cat, every muscle moving in harmony as he guided the little Valkyrie over the dancefloor turning more than a few heads.

The dance was beautiful and sensual, low dips held with an anticipated pause that steamed up the dancefloor before he teasingly brought her back up against him and twirled her expertly, watching her body as it moved. It was enough to make a man's mouth go dry with want. Pulling her in close, lips dragging up along the length of her neck ot her earlobe his lips ghosted over her skin lightly as he whispered in that deep, sinful voice, "Should I slow it down..if it's too much for you." playfully bantering her words back to her.

[Isobel O'Conner]

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
when you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numbed, I'm revived
can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

OHHHHHHHHHH!!

A challenge! There was nothing that whetted a Valkyries interest than having her own game played turned back on her. It took a real man to stand up to the gale force of nature that was the little hellion and even then... Most of the men found it to much trouble or pegged her for more trouble than they were willing to handle.

Of course, they had that one pegged. Isobel might be a rogue sister of the mighty Valkyries but that didn't mean her family took kindly to their youngest sibling cavorting with .. *shudder, gasp* A MAN! Honestly, like she was suppose to cavort with a WOMAN? NOT HAPPENING! Not that she really had any real concern about that one. They were all to concerned about keeping the line pure that they just didn't have any idea of the concept of FUN anymore.

Shrugging, the tiny little creature shrugged her mental shoulders. She loved them but they really needed to lighten up. It wasn't as if she were a full sister, after all so their rules didn't apply to her.. NO matter how hard they tried to press them on her. They could all remain virgins if they wished... Isobel wasn't into the whole purity thing. She'd much rather have a hot, sexy man licking chocolate sauce and whipped cream off her skin than worshiping their bastard of a father on her knees in some stupid temple.

Thank the gods there were a few other rebel sisters that kept the older beings busy so they had other things to do than harass her!

Turning her attention back to the moment, Izzie gave her companion a sassy smile and flowed with the music. Each turn and twist brought their bodies closer and closer until she was practically drapped over him. Closing her eyes, she inhaled his scent and grinned impishly as she felt the caress of his lips on her neck. It sent a tiny shiver down her spine and she made up her mind right then and there to find the nearest empty room and get a taste of him.

If he was willing that was... and she could definitely tell he was willing. Either that or he needed to visit a change machine and cash in those quarters in his pocket. No doubt he'd be a rich man then!

Snickering at her metal image, Isobel opened her eyes and flashed him a blazing look as the music started to fade. Arching one brow, she allowed her fingers to trail over his lips and down his neck.

“No need to slow down, Lover.... I prefer less talk.. more action....”

Giving him a wink, she slide from his arms and headed for the bar. Grabbing up her coat, she tossed a look over her shoulder and titled her head questioningly.

“What do you say we blow this joint and find somewhere … private to share a drink?”