The Videographer

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

"Not always," she said, certain that he had no idea just what he was talking about with regard to normal. To her, he was normal. But, for some reason, it didn’t immediately put her off, which was a rather strange development. She listened more to him talking about Eris. " Are you from Eris?" she paused for a fraction of a second, crossing her arms and looking at him with dark, piercing eyes. "Because if you’re not, then you have absolutely no idea what it’s like to live there. No matter how many visits you make. It’s not the kind of place that you can learn about, it’s…home. You won’t understand it unless you come from it.” "Some women are both," she told him, still thinking about Eris and what his documentary would do to it. She set her eyes on his flashy little camera, wondering how much it would go for at the shop. Not that she was thinking about lifting it; it was hard to steal from those she befriended. But based on the camera, she knew he couldn’t have been from Eris. No one there could afford something like that; well, nobody except for maybe her and Bronwyn. "Listen, about Eris, why did you choose it? Why did you make it the subject of your documentary?"

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

"Depends on your definition of ‘normal’," Juno teased, continuing alongside him. That was one of her favourite things to do; hint at the complete and utter disparity between her and others, much like a yo-yo. She’d roll out her comment, then yank it back in as soon as she saw fit. It was one of the only ways that she could put up with people who didn’t know her secrets, didn’t know what she was capable of and thus weren’t nearly as impressed with her as they should be. her interest peaked again when he brought up Eris. " Eris? My Eris?” Juno gave him a look, appraising and judging. She was very territorial over her little rotten section of town. ” What kind of documentary?” She rolled her eyes at him, shaking her head in mock annoyance. ” No, like the Roman Goddess, wife of Jupiter. Protector of women and Rome, part of the Holy Triad with Jupiter and MInerva. That Juno.” She’d taken the liberty, some time ago, to learn the mythology behind her English name. The parts that had to do with marriage and childbirth were not of any interest to her, of course, but Juno was the Queen of the Gods so at least that did something to appease her.She raised a brow at him, ” Are you intimidated by powerful women?”

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

"Ah, but that would have to make me normal people,” Juno told him, pulling him slightly against her by his shirt-front. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, her mouth just a fraction of an inch from his.She smiled like a vixen, letting go of him and pulling away on a laugh. ” Relax, I’m not trying to get you to break any of your federal laws. Just letting you know I was interested. Ice-breaker, more or less.” She continued walking, the heels of her shoes making that liberating click-clack sound with each step. ” So, what are you interested in? Besides dead bodies.” She pulled her mouth to one corner of her face, batting her almond eyes at him in mock tease. “What’s in a name?” she told him, shrugging her shoulders as if the whole concept was beneath her. It was so much more fun to play the game when she could make up her identity as she pleased. But, he was cute, and funny. And it was quite possible that he wasn’t a creep. So, she’d throw him a bone, just this once. “Juno,” she cast her eyes at him, “My name is Juno.”

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

Dazed and confused {open}

Laughter escaped AJ’s lips as he squinted, pretending he was trying to remember her name. “I’m AJ Ferrer, and you don’t actually know me, but I do know your mom”, she said, smiling at him. AJ seriously had to stop doing that, talking to people like they knew who she was. Though she was really curious as to why the son of a socialite didn’t know her name. The Ferrer’s were known around town and people knew about the twins. Maybe he had just been living under a rock or recently came back. 

Mason sighed in relief, putting a hand to his chest, and nodded a few times. "My mum knows everyone, yeah." He said with a small laugh, the hint of a British accent in his voice. Indeed he'd just gotten back, technically from New York, but he'd only been there a week. Before that was England. And a long time there... he'd adapted a bit of an accent because it helped him blend in and, honestly, a lot of them sort of stereotyped Americans and it made them look at him weird. "I'm Mason. Nice to meet you."

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

She rolled her eyes at his words, masking her amusement with mild annoyance. It would be too easy if a cheesy word won her over, especially after such a strong display of disinterest. She wouldn’t admit that British accents were one of her weaknesses, ever since her high school obsession with the Harry Potter series, books and movies. “Your courtship is getting less and less effective by the minute,” she teased, backing away a little more, moving further and further from him. "Give me one good reason why I should waste another minute of my time on you," Juno taunted, turning away and taking slow, deliberate steps into the darkness. She was ready to be won over, it would seem. But she was a particular girl, always had been. He’d have to say just the right thing to get her to halt her movement, to even consider the possibility of having a drink with him. It didn’t matter that she wanted to already, Juno was a woman of principle. And her principle was that if it didn’t align perfectly, if there wasn’t enough cause for it, she could live without it. She wondered just what Mason would say to make himself irresistible. 

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

She crossed her arms over her chest, running her tongue along her teeth as she eyed him appraisingly. It had been a while since she’d had any fun of this nature. Maybe she should take him up on his offer, use him the way men like him were meant to be used. Then again, that could only spell danger for her, and maybe not the kind she was worth risking. Usually decisions like this came snappy quick, but she found her mind still lingering over his offer. "What are you taking pictures of?" she asked, talking to him as she backed away a little, hands still crossed over her chest as a faintly flirtatious smirk formed on her lips. If he was going to tease her, she’d tease right back. The outcome just might’ve been different if she was the one with the upper hand. And Juno made sure she always had the upper hand. That was the only way to play with fire.

Into The Fire|| Mason & Juno

Juno couldn’t believe her luck;of all the people to run into after a job, it was this guy. The one with the messy, brown hair of a British rock-star and the mildly annoying infatuation with her. It annoyed her that he called her Brown Eyes, and even moreso that some part of her enjoyed it. Enjoying things like that was out of the question. Especially given the fact that she needed to get past him simply and easily. The high of the heist was nowhere near starting to fade. If anything, the slight excitement of running into someone she knew was heightening it for her, that little thrill knowing you could get caught. But she was Catwoman; Catwoman didn’t get caught. She tugged the tote more sharply onto her shoulder, shifting he weight to one foot and cocking her hip. “You know, stalking is a felony in Florida.”