A Marked Affair [Sadik]

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It was funny, being in a room full of people you hated. All of these people had exactly what Elise wanted, and they weren't even grateful for it. Oh well, she was getting some really good information slipping through the crowd. No one really noticed her, perhaps due to her height or the fact no one really knew her. If you weren't gossip fodder no one paid any mind to you. All of what she heard was stored in her head for later use, she knew who most of these people were after all. The funniest part was at one point she cleaned at least 3 of these people's houses and no one recognized her. She did clean up good after all.

Elise had to remind herself that she came here with a purpose. This wasn't a normal job tonight, she had a target. The man in charge of Home Defense, Mr. Sadik Adnan. Born to Turkish and Scottish parents, lived in Greece, thirty six, not dating, he had service dog. All information she knew but didn't care about. Sometimes she was like a walking file system, which she would need to be for this job. For a few weeks now she had been observing him and was getting prepped on everything her 'employers' knew about him. Get close to him, get him to tell her things, it didn't sound very hard to her. Elise was more annoyed that the job couldn't be done in one night, she might have to dedicate months to this. The pay off was pretty hefty, so it outweighed her frustration.

Speaking of this man, she had yet to find him. She was supposed to go introduce herself, try to start some sort of relationship with him. The dress she was given was gorgeous, a floor length red dress, a little detail on the one shoulder. Turkish red, she reminded herself. He was particular about these things they told her. It seemed kind of silly to her that they would put her in his favourite colour, it just seemed weird, but they paid for everything, including the little bit of gold jewellery she was wearing. Everything, including her make-up, made her look older and more mature without being too much, since he might have a hard time opening up to a twenty one year old. Twenty six was the age they old her to go with, any higher and even she knew it wouldn't be believable.

Ahh, there he is. He wasn't hard to miss, even if she didn't know what he looked like. Sadik was the only man in the room with a service dog after all. At least he was good looking, that made this whole job a lot easier. Elise didn't move in quite yet, she wanted to make sure he didn't just come in. Instead she walked by him, heading over towards the bar. Just water, they told her. He didn't drink, so now she wouldn't drink. Kind of boring though, these things were so stuffy.

ARIZONA of BACK TO NEVERLAND

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~* KING ME *~

Sadik parted his way through the crowd, grinning from ear to ear. A large rottweiler padded happily at his side, clearing the pathway. He greeted a sea of familiar faces with unrestrained enthusiasm - and exchanged some friendly jabs along the way. An air of confidence exuded from him. His voice, deep and rich, carried its own weight across the room. His presence wasn't exactly hard to miss.

He scanned the room. While garish might impress some people, it was an eyesore to him. Clashing colors and flashing lights gave him a headache. Although, whoever decorated for the event obviously had good taste. He was impressed. He'd have to ask about and get their number for future reference.

Most of the drinks were alcoholic. Once upon a time he might have enjoyed a bit of gambling and perhaps knocked back a drink or two with the best of them... but that was in the past. He pulled out his wallet and exchanged a ticket for a soda. The tickets were expensive - almost £65 each- but it was for a good cause. The Lung Cancer Foundation would get a nice cut of it. Technically it was haraam, but... he reasoned that the greater good outweighed the lesser evil in this case. Hey, the ends justified the means. If the means meant he had to purchase overpriced tickets and gamble a bit to help some poor bastard obtain a new lease on life then he was all for it.

The "season", as he called it, was fast approaching. Soon, everyone would be scrambling to rally the cavalry. Making connections and courting the favor of the public and other officials was a must unless you wanted to kiss your position in office good bye. Being damned by faint praise was almost as bad as bad publicity. Eh. He enjoyed himself regardless. These events had become a staple highlight of his day. They were a time for him to unwind and get away from the mind numbing monotony of the office and long winded debates. Hey, the paperwork could wait for once... even if he had to face it once he got home. Good publicity and rubbing noses was just a plus.

Gyro nudged his leg, alerting him to someone approaching him from behind. Sadik turned around, flashing a blinding smile. The man returned a polite smirk.

"I don't believe we've met." They shook hands firmly. "Sadik. Sadik Adnan." A mild Scottish accent peppered his words, betraying the name's origin.

The man pulled out his business card. "Allen Jenners." He spoke cooly.

They chatted for a bit. He was a wealthy business man who ran an... Sadik strained to hear him over the shuffling of decks and poker chips. ...a glasses company apparently?

"I'll be sure to look you up." Sadik tapped his glasses.

Allen chuckled politely and stepped aside. "I'd like to introduce you to my niece."

...Oh, hello. He tilted his sunglasses, eyes studying her up and down. She looked like a piece of artwork straight out of a gallery. Red flattered her skintone... and the gold jewelry complimented her outfit nicely. Hmmm. Her makeup seemed a tad overdone though. Oh, were those designer brands? Fashionable and pleasant on eyes. He smirked. Oh yes, this girl knew her stuff.

TAGS: Elise, Sadik,
WORDS: 570
NOTES: Sorry this took so long

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Ahh, there Thomas went, off to chat with the good minister. Allen Jenner, what a ridiculous name, Elise laughed to herself. Not that hers was any better. Marie, why Marie? That was her real middle name, she didn't feel comfortable with having anything that entwined her with her identities. Marie Jenner sounded horrible too, but it's what they chose so she kept quiet. Even if she had vocalized her unhappiness nothing would have changed anyways. If something went wrong and she got caught because of this they wouldn't hear the end of it. She was already unhappy about being that Thomas creep's niece.

Great, now he was looking at her. Thomas must have said something about her. Allen, Elise corrected herself. Uncle Allen. And she was his doting niece. She could do this, she was once this person years ago. Just a more mature version of what she could have been. Quickly she smiled over at them, a soft subdued smile since she didn't want to come on too strong. Did she go over and chat with them? Oh probably, they didn't really give her a run down of what was supposed to happen.

Elise hated the heels but she walked over to them with grace and confidence, ignoring the pain they brought. “Hello Uncle Allen, I hope you weren't going on too much about me. He has a problem with going on and on about things.” She laughed, touching Thomas' arm. He nodded to her and excused himself, probably going to talk with a few more marks they had this evening. Even better if he left soon, so she wouldn't have to see the disgusting looks he gave her.

“Hi, I'm Marie. I'm Allen's niece. He's a big fan of you, Minister.” She held out her hand to him, smiling once again.

He was better looking up close, making her a little nervous. Wasn't he in a horrible accident? She couldn't tell at all. They wouldn't have given her false information, would they? She could pull this off right? For some reason she felt vastly unattractive looking compared to him. Great, all she needed was to start this job with low self confidence. Pull it together, think of the money. Everything was riding on this good first impression.

ARIZONA of BACK TO NEVERLAND

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~* KING ME *~

“Naw, naw. He was'nae much trouble at all.” He clucked his tongue and waved his hand dismissively. Of course, that was a lie. Sadik almost snorted with relief when the man excused himself from the conversation. Fucking hell, that man was a walking, talking encyclopedia. Allen knew more than Sadik would ever care to know about. If he had wanted to listen to a god damn sales pitch, then he would have gone and rang up the company himself. “Ye are right though. He does have a wee bit o' a gob on him.” Sadik motioned with his head toward the direction the man had slipped away into the sea of people.

He looked her up and down and licked his lips. If he had to guess, he would have almost suspected that she had been specifically tailored to suit his tastes. Sadik pocketed his sunglasses, locking his gaze with hers and giving her his full undivided attention. He returned a smile and shifted his stance toward her, closing the distance between them.

“I am absolutely charmed t' meet ye Marie. By the way, ye can just call me Sadik. No need to refer t' me as Minister or Mister or anythin'.” He shook hands with her vigorously, grinning from ear to ear. Eh, he was growing tired of using formalities anyway.

“Not a lot of people are all that crazy about me t' be honest. What, with the way I handle business and all. It was refreshin' to meet someone who saw that there is a method t' my madness.” He smirked and tipped his drink casually to his lips, the beverage fizzed cooly on his tongue."Although, I am pretty sure that part of the reason parliament keeps me in office is so they can see my ugly mug.” A deep chuckle reverberated in his throat. He winked and nudged her gently in the arm.

“Heh. Ye probably know more about me than I know about m'self just from hearing yer uncle gabbin'. Ah, speakin' o' which. Listen t' me runnin' my mouth. You probably can'nae get a word in edgewise, ye poor gal. So missus Marie, why don't ye tell me more a'bout yourself?"

TAGS: Elise, Sadik,
WORDS:365
NOTES: The term for Sadik's motor mouth is 'Golden Brick'

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My goodness, his mouth was almost as quick as Thomas'. She felt a little overwhelmed, the way he seemed to be going a hundred kilometres a minute. The handshake was a bit more forceful than she was used to but it was nice to see someone in such good spirits at such a boring event. They should have picked her company, it would have been a lot more lively and more grand. If they did, she probably wouldn't be here in this position. That was something to dwell on for another time, since the space between them was closed and it felt a little bit too intimate for her.

Maybe they should have went with someone that had more sex appeal and knew how to use it. They had said something about her being more his type, whatever type she was. “Ahh, well, you can't please everyone after all. You get the job done, which is what we need. So I think you're doing well.” She was only briefed slightly on his actual job, most of what she knew came from the news, so at least what she was saying was truthful. It was better not to know too much, it would be suspicious after all.”

Ugly mug? Was this guy kidding? He looked like a retired male model. “You're not bad on the eyes, if you don't mind me being so forward. I'm sure they keep you around so the old lady ministers have some eye candy.” Elise winked back, but didn't return the nudge. After all, she had no idea where he had been injured and didn't want to make some faux pas by hitting that area.

What did she say about herself? How truthful could she be? They didn't really give her much to go on, which was kind of unprofessional considering how important this job was. God, she hated winging it, they better pay her extra for this.

“Well you know me name and my uncle. I work in my uncle's company. He raised me since my parents passed away prematurely. I'm sure from my outfit you can tell I'm single and my uncle wanted me to hit it off well with you.” She couldn't help but laugh, sharing how desperate they got to make him like her. Served them right too. The sip of water was refreshing but also gave her a moment to collect her thoughts and decide how to proceed. “What is it you'd like to know? I don't want to go on and on about myself. It wouldn't be fair to keep you to myself the entire night.”

ARIZONA of BACK TO NEVERLAND

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~* KING ME *~

“You're not bad on the eyes, if you don't mind me being so forward. I'm sure they keep you around so the old lady ministers have some eye candy.”

“Oh, ya flatter me Marie, ya really do.” He ran his fingers through his hair and made a show of being modest. “But I am sure that you are just trying to be sweet on me.”

“Well you know me name and my uncle. I work in my uncle's company. He raised me since my parents passed away prematurely. I'm sure from my outfit you can tell I'm single and my uncle wanted me to hit it off well with you.”

“Funny, I could have sworn that mister Allen made glasses fer a living. I did not know that yer uncle made matches too.” he joked, laughter rumbling in his throat. He straightened out his tie and took on a (somewhat) more serious tone of voice. “Well, I am sorry to hear about yer loss.” Ay, she had his sympathy, she really did. Although he, er, might have zoned out for a bit back there. It wasn't his fault. The old codger could make the plot of an action movie sound drier than a textbook. Eh, if it ever came up he could wing it like he always did.

“So you mentioned that you were single, eh? I, for one, simply can not imagine why. Anyone would be lucky to have a fine woman such as yerself as company.”

“What is it you'd like to know? I don't want to go on and on about myself. It wouldn't be fair to keep you to myself the entire night.”

“Oh ya know, things you are interested in. Your favorite restaurant, yadda yadda." He brushed against her arm and slipped his hand around her shoulder. "Besides, I would not mind it at all if ya kept me up all night.” The poor gal was practically throwing herself at his feet just to have a chance with him. It would be positively cruel of him to deny her.

Then, in an crueler twist of fate his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and checked the caller id. Oh, fucking hell. "Sorry, I have to take this." He stepped off to the side and pressed his phone against his ear.

“Y'ello? What do ya want from me? I am having a hard time hearing ya. ...Can't it wait? Fine, I'll be there in a couple of minutes.”

He swiped his finger across the screen and tucked it back into his pocket, swearing under his breath. He simply couldn't catch a single break, now could he? Of course, they would call him during his free time. So much for the money he spent on those drink tickets. The party was over before it had even begun.

“Eh, I am really sorry but I am gonna have t' cut ya short. I'll tell ya what, yer a nice gal and I can tell that you are interested.” He handed her his drink tickets and kissed the back of her hand. “Treat yerself to some drinks in the mean time and ring me up if ya want t' get together some time.”

TAGS: Elise, Sadik,
WORDS: 570
NOTES: He keeps getting cockblocked

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