He heard a voice pick up from inside the building and he slightly flinched at the female's voice. As the sentence came to a close, a grey wolf rounded the corner. Her tight fitting jeans and shirt were familiar and then the more recognizable items that told him exactly who she was. Sasha, who seemed to be strapped to her back and her two pistols. Subconciously his eye twitched at the three of those [i]girls[/i]. He sat up a bit and looked towards the female wolf.

[color=black]"Ylva. Long time no see. Yes it would appear that I was. I was enjoying a nice stroll through the wasteland when the sandstorm picked up and came across Aery and.... her boy-toy.[/color] He snickered. He nodded to the offer to pick him up.  [color=black]"If you can that would be wonderful."[/color] He chirped up with a smile as he began to stand, grabbing his mask and preparing to put it on again until she took a jab at him, earning her a mock glare. [color=black]"I make no promises,"[/color] John quipped as he put on his mask, grabbed his rifle case and holstered Cujo. He needed to get out of the wasteland as soon as possible.

Twombly's brow furrowed at John's efforts to be "charming" to Aeron, then almost nausiatingly-so with one of his [i]better[/i] customers, Ylva. The expression quickly curled into a smile as he saw Cujo re-assembled back under John's armpit, and heard Ylva's snide stipulation, and their eresaulting banter... he just [i]had[/i] to chime-in: [color=ed145b]"So, Jimmy-John... did you remember to put the firing pin back in your gun when you put it back together today?"[/color] He asked, seeming to suggest John didn't know his way around firearms well as he thought.

John gave Twombly a suspicious look and unholstered Cujo from his shoulder holster and looked it over with mock confusion. [color=black]"Hmm..."[/color]

[color=ed145b]"I could get you a replacement pin if you've lost yours. [i]I'm sure it happens to everyone[/i]."[/color] He offered, already with his hands in his pockets, ready to return the missing firing-pin; having mastered slight-of-hand came in handy in more ways than simply reloading firearms and sneaking into personal mansions, as Aeron would probably attest.

[color=black]"It only happens to those who aren't aware that it's missing."[/color] He raised the gun up, barrel staring down Twombly as he pulled the trigger which resulted in...

...Nothing

John remained stoic and gestured for him to hand it over with his free hand as his armed one went to put the Cujo away. [color=black]"You can hand it back over now. Fun's over..."[/color] Inside he was quite impressed that Twombly managed to get the pin out and hide it under the watchful eyes of John. He noted to himself that this would come in handy possibly in the future. 

Twombly wasn't the slightest bit surprised when John pulled Cujo on him, and didn't even flinch when the trigger was pulled. As he knew there wasn't a pin for the hammer to strike... it was then he realized his smug grin and overconfidence betrayed his treacherous prank, as John had an outstreched palm waiting for the pilfered part to be proffered back.

[color=ed145b]"Eugh, [i]fine[/i]"[/color] Twombly scoffed, as he pulled John's firing pin out of his pocket and tossed it over to the wolf, and peeled-on his own gas-mask, getting ready to head back to the "safety" of the dome.

Just as Twombly tossed John Cujo's firing pin, a white blur seemed to come out of no-where before connecting rather solidly with John's stomach before retracting. [color=00aeef]"What the actual [i]fuck[/i] John,"[/color] Aeron hissed, clearly displeased by the altercation that just occured, [color=00aeef]"You are SO fucking lucky you lacked a firing pin, otherwise [i] I'd put another bullet in you.[/i]"[/color] Ylva blinked at her bosses words, as well as the Jackal's reaction time to what John had done in Twombly's general direction before a snicker escaped her. It was rather appealing to see John get punched by someone other than herself, then again, she and Aaeron had a habit of giving the wolf a run for his money.

John smiled as the pin was returned only to be replaced with a painfilled expression as bent over from the Jackal's hit. He knew that was going to be the reaction to his [i]little[/i] stunt. [color=black]"Ugh that didn't feel good...Thank god I didn't eat lunch..."[/color] He slowly rose back to full height as the end of the Jackal's lecture came to its closing. He went to protest but figured it was a lost cause. Once Aeron liked something or someone it didn't matter who started what, if [i]you[/i] weren't that object or person, it was [i]your[/i] fault. Instead he just shook his head as he bent down and placed the pin in the rifle case for safe keeping until he got back to the Hole... The Hole....Double Date....Wait the fox! 

His eyes widened ever so slightly with the flick of an ear before he stood back up with another smile, mentally cursing himself. [color=black]"Hey Aeron..What we discussed earlier may have to wait plus I want to change out of this dirt covered suit before anything happens anyway. "[/color]

[coloe=00aeef]"Oh, so I'll just have Ylva drop Twombly and I off before bringing you to get changed then,"[/color] Aeron said simply, clearly ignoring the fact that he seemed to have remembered something, [color=00aeef]"You were clearly excited when you heard she was the one who was picking us up, so I'll loan her to you for a day or two so you can play catch up."[/color] The Jackal smiled, the action mildly mischevious, showing that she knew he had something else on his mind, even if she didn't know exactly what. Check and mate.

A flick of the ear.

[color=black]"That'll work just fine then."[/color] He chirped though internally he knew he was defeated. Aeron wasn't going to let him off scott-free anyway. Probably one of the reasons why she left him. A womanizer and a smooth one at that...when he chose to be. Also everytime she was around it gave him a bit of nostalgia about a certain-

He sighed as he put his gas mask on. [color=black]"So is everyone ready to go or were you all waiting for me? I apologize if so."[/color] His muffled voice came through to the group, though, some of them would more than likely be happy with him being quiet for a bit anyway.

Twombly would have said something, but the pressence of his gas mask and everyone's desire to get moving meant any further verbal prodding would have to wait.

Ylva simply nodded her head, opting to remain silent as she lead the three canines to the SUV she had taken to pick them up. [color=39e600]"It's safe for you to take your mask off,"[/color] she said once everyone was in the vehicle, [color=39e600]"John... if you rather not see me I'll just drop you off with those two. Judging by the crate I take it they have something they want to give to someone if the Boss rather go to the Hole first."[/color] As she had gotten used to not hearing from people, or rather... dealing with the whole 'one date, never go out again' thing with men, she really hadn't put much stock in the wolf despite the interest he seemed to show in her. While she had been happy to see him, and a little hurt that the two had essentially conducted nothing but business after the first time he had asked her out, she was rather good at hiding it... when disdain wasn't leaking into her voice.

[i]"The only reason she hasn't called you is because she wasn't sure if it would be a smart thing to do. You're always so god damn proffesional that she doesn't want to bother you or put you in a situation that could possibly compromise your moral standing. Sometimes I wonder what it is she sees in you, then I remember the type of person you really are under that cold front.[/i] What Aeron had said ran through his head after he was in the car and mask off, safe from the outside thanks to the internal air purification system within Aeron's vehicle. 

He remained silent for a bit as he thought about Aeron's words.

[color=black]"No no. I owe you for the first one. Wasn't fair for me to leave you halfway through anyway. I have a place in mind I can take all of you...I think it's called "De Jour". Downtown New Earlton on 2nd and Broadway if I'm not mistaken and it's reservations only but I know the owner personaly so I can get us some good seats as well. I think they have a live band tonight."[/color] He tapped his finger against his chin before rubbing it. [color=black]"But it is a formal resturant and requires apparrel as such. Ylva, I assume you have a dress? I need to know what it is so I can get my suit to match."[/color] He leaned forward so his head was in between the driver and passenger seats. He adorned a smile that was accompanied by a wink to her before looking over to the Jackal. [color=black]"Second verse same as the first Aery."[/color] His snicker gave way to a chuckle. 

[color=39e600]"You know I hate dresses,"[/color] the she-wolf stated calmly, [color=39e600]"Only reason I got the first... and only... one was because you insisted that I would need it... for a date you left during. A piece of clothing I nearly burned actually."[/color] As Ylva spoke, she kept her eyes forward, focusing intently on the shift of the storm as it dwindled to almost nothing. She was even so kind as to stop to allow Aeron and Twombly out of the vehicle to grab some weapon pieces and a few skulls, the last thing she didn't bother asking about. The maned wolf meanwhile was fiddling with something in the front driver's seat of the burnt-out truck.

[color=black]"You looked good in it."[/color] He almost whispered.

He turned his attention back to her with softened eyes. [color=black]"Look....It's....."[/color] His finger tapping the seat in slight agitation as he tried to find an excuse. He didn't want to admit to her how he felt because of how they were. Co-workers. He didn't need to let his feelings get in the way of his work. That was one thing he tried to avoid but she managed to keep it unavoidable. Her skills and her personality was a winning combonation and that is what got him worried. But an idea struck. A possible way to make it up to her.

[color=black]"I was thinking. Since it would be you and me for two days I thought we could go to dinner tonight and tomorrow you choose the activity."[/color]

Ylva glanced back at John, the motion a quick one before she was forced to look forward once more. She had to admit, the idea was rather appealing and Aeron had pretty much set it up for the two of them to guilt trip her just as much as her boss was clearly trying to guilt trip John. [color=39e600]"Alright..."[/color] she finally agreed, to which Aeron was clearly happy, mostly because the Mob Boss was tired of John's unwillingness to settle because of his own fears. The way she looked at it, Ylva was capable of taking care of herself which meant it was one less thing John would have to worry about. The one thing he didn't know? The She-Wolf shared a similar pain, though she kept it masked under her rather rough exterior.

As everyone piled all their loot into the SUV, Twombly realized the nervous smile Aeron kept giving to Ylva and John were because she was up to some matchmaking. whether it was to help drag an ally into their fold, or just to give Ylva another outlet for stress didn't seem to be much of a concern for him at this time. He'd already had a gun pointed at him twice, and nearly been strangled to death for having the gall to prevent that from happening... so it was safe to assume this was slightly affecting his emotions as he saw this same assailant chatting it up with one of his friends, while his date for the evening seemed to be dolling quite a bit of effort into building that relationship.

[color=black]"Great! We'll drop this two off and then we'll get ready. Don't worry about driving or cab or nothing. I'll handle all of that. Just make sure that you enjoy yourself."[/color] Since a long while he gave her a genuine smile, warm eyes meeting hers as he looked over towards his old friend. [color=black]"Aeron same thing, don't worry about transportation and whatnot, I'll have everything taken care of. Twombly-"[/color] He leand back into his seat and glanced over to him as he adjusted his tie and shirt. [color=black]"Do you have a suit or do I need to get you one, sir."[/color] He asked with a subtle pompus tone. He seemed to be more on the simplistic side, nice shirt and khakis, maybe a polo but then again he was with Aeron so...

"I have one." Twombly scoffed, as he brushed the sand and dust out of his fur, "I just don't wear them when out in the wastes. They limit my monility too much, and that necktie is just asking to get yanked around in a fight. And out here, that sort of thing can get you killed with none the wiser."

John smiled as he gripped his tie and gave it a yank. With a snap it slid out from underneath the collar and its connecting parts hanged down in his hands. [color=black]"Snap tie. Nicer than a clip on but still with the same purpose."[/color] He smirked and internally was pleased about his own skills in preparation. He knew it was a ridiculous idea to wear an actual tie into the field. It was something to grab hold of and if anyone did it was over his suit was also specially designed for handling the rough situations the job requires. It was made out of the same material that the military used for its troops as well as a layer of satin or silk or cashmere, depending on his taste for that day. His shoes were also custom made. Build like a construction worker's boots, it was made with Gortex, and a few other things. A steal shank ran through the bottom of the sole and had extra padding for his feet. Overall he was pretty much set. For now though, he sat back and closed his eyes, resting for the ride back to the hole.

Ylva remained silent as she drove the rest of the way to the hole. She really didn't have much else to say on the matter, other than maybe pushing this 'date' to the following day so she could at least rest up. [color=39e600]"Lets have this...date... tomorrow? I need to mentally prepare myself for wearing a dress and honestly, I've had to kill a man today so I'm not really feeling dressy at the moment,"[/color] the she-wolf stated as she entered the Dome, [color=39e600]"I hope that is ok with you John? I'm sure you would want me to feel like I belong in the dress... it's less awkward that way."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"If you do that, then we should all just hang out at The Hole tonight and then I'm shoving you onto the merc in the back,"[/color] Aeron stated, it was clear she wasn't about to budge on that.

[color=ed145b]"Alright, you heard the boss-lady. First round of drinks are on Aeron at the Hole, after that it's up to you."[/color] Twombly chimed-in, quietly wondering if Sebastian was still fuming around the hole. He then reach forwards and scratched behind Aeron's prominent left ear, letting her know he was not going to let anything stop him from teasing her.