Sunsets and Rainbows [Irene/INACTIVE

[sodapop]

It seemed like such a far way down, the water beneath the large structure flowed careless, the sun was rising right over the river and Sodapop leaned over the railing of the bridge to get a good view, no not of the sunset, of the police cars down below him, their lights flashed red and blue as two men stepped out from each car and surround another, they forced the drivers face into the hood of his car and began searching him.
Soda got a kick out of this, watching the cops take down criminals, he never took into consideration that the guy they were arresting right now could've been one of his buddies. the thought never crossed his mind.

He leaned farther over the railing trying to get and even better view, the driver was now putting up a fight and the cops had to hold him down while one guy tased the future prisoner. Then the fun was over and Sodapop no longer had anything to do, so he sat down and lit a cigarette, his back leaning against railing, he flipped the collar of his jacket up to block the wind and flicked his ashes over the edge into the water. Out of the darkness on the other side of the bridge he could see a person waking toward him, now who in their right mind was out this early in the morning?

[IRENE ADLER]

Irene had noticed from a far distance the gentelman who had attacked her only a few months back, looking at the commotion that he was seeing with the cops she thought she would let them pass. When the right opportunity would present itself ,she would actually aproach the man named soda pop or at least that was what she remembered.

She hoped that mister Soda would remember who she was, nobody forgot the face of miss Adler, not even the famous detective Sherlock Holmes had forgotten her face. Yet she was curious what was he up to her love who she had not seen since the assasination attempt that she had suffered.

Lighting a cigar , she turned to face the cops and started to count from 1 to 10 seeing the man being detained at number 8. She started to walk the floor and rushed over towards the man named soda pop a grin placed on her lips , she grabbed his coat collar and started to drag him with her.

"Hello Soda remember me Cherie ,the ripper has come to pay her dues" she said and made him trip to the floor as she giggled laughing wondering if he would have a hard blow on his face.

[sodapop]

The face of the brunette him and Dal had come in contact with earlier that month had appeared inches away from his face and he almost burned her with his cigarette when he jumped up surprise, she seized him by the collar of his jacket and the cancerstick fell from his hand and onto the asphalt. Great, so once again Dallas got him in some hot water. What a fucking surprise.

"Hello Soda remember me Cherie, the ripper has come to pay her dues." Irene said.

Sodapop chuckled, "I never forget a face," He said, before stumbling to the ground, he caught himself just before he ate the concrete and then sat there on the street looking up at Irene Adler. "Aw c'mon, lighten up! A bunch of teenage boys can't have a little fun with you?"

He wiped his lips with his sleeve and pushed himself off the ground, continuing to stare Irene in the eyes, "Look," He said sweetly, adding a smile, "I'm sorry Dal was such a jerk, he's impossible to control."

[IRENE ADLER]

She continued walking and saw Soda say to her that he never forgot a face, she was glad about this there were dues to be payed and she needed to pay them back right now. Or else she would be in big trouble, it was not fun what they had done, yet she did find some parts rather amusing.

Irene saw soda stop before he hit the floor, a smile on her face as she heard the man mention Dally. God that boy had really had a blast with her, she even got a chuckle or two out of him it was quite amusing how everything had fallen out into the exact pieces in their encounter.

"Honey.. that was nothing to what I have lived, and fuck dammit I hate this bridge" she said looking at the water as she rubbed her arms.She hoped that this man would not notice her fear of heights and water.

God it would be to her disadvantage if he did, but then again she could always find out his weaknesesss. " I actually enjoyed Dally being rough with me darling the only part was that I did not enjoy was you not believing me "she told him yelling shaking her fist in the air as she hid her face in her two hands.

"Anyways how have you been kid hmm.? " she asked crossing her arms as she looked around and started to puff on her cigar.They were kinda annoying now, meaning the cigars and her doctor had said that she should not really smoke but fudge that she was tense.

[sodapop]

"I don't care if you enjoyed it," Sodapop said simply his eyes following Irene as she moved around, he stayed still, oddly enough, it was bugging him but he felt tougher when he stood still. So it worked, "Dally would've gotten to out of hand and who knows what would've happened next."

He flipped his collar up again angrily, Irene had screwed it up when she pulled him by it, Ms. Adler was a rough girl, that was now completely obvious. Now he was kinda pissed, and it took a lot to get Sodapop worked up, maybe it was the fact that a girl had just thrown him on the ground without even a struggle, or maybe the fact that she'd just ruined his perfect evening. He didn't know.

"How've I been?" Sodapop threw his head back and gave a long, hard laugh, "Are you off your rocker? First you come here and practically attack me and now you wanna know how I'm doing!"

He searched the pocket of his leather jacket for another cigarette and finding one lit it and stood there blowing smoke rings for a few second before finally opening his big mouth again, "So when they let you out of the loony bin huh?"

[cherry]

[/i] party at someone's penthouse. That was where the sweet blackberry wine had been and that had been where Katrina stayed for the rest of the night, only waking when someone started screaming about their train leaving in fifteen minutes. Katrina had combed her light hair and fixed her makeup in the mirror and left the apartment, deciding that walking in the cool morning air would help ease her headache - and the fact that she was still slightly buzzed.

Katrina squinted her eyes, seeing two other figures against the morning sunlight. Who else would be wandering down the bridge at such early hours of the morning? Katrina could hear the two conversing and watched their interaction, eyebrows furrowing as the pair seemed to get into an altercation. Leave it to Katrina to walk into something she shouldn't be in the middle of. She gave a sign and tucked her hair behind her ear, continuing forward to the pair. "Do people around here often plan to have arguments at the crack of dawn?" Katrina asked dryly, feet halting near the two. A male and a female now that she could see them; Katrina had the feeling that her headache and her blood-alcohol level wouldn't be able to handle being in the middle of an argument.

Well, it was too late now that she was already there.[/ul]

[IRENE ADLER]

Irene bit her thumb,she had heard Soda say that he did not care if she had enjoyed the time with Dally. In all reality she had, and he was not denying the fact that she had.

"Dally was just having some fun, and what are you afraid of... the big boys and girls.." she teased Soda, sticking out her tongue at him. She had actually had much worse in the field of crime, than the boy would have imagined. She remembered the days that she was just a noob like him and dally.

The tortures, the gun fights, they were all part of the job. Yet she was sure the little man that was Soda pop was protected behind Dally the danger mouse.

Soda was sure in need of some lessons, or at least a little defense class she noted. By what she had seen in their first meeting, he sure was a little careful in what he was doing.

Careful, Careful was not an option for the big boys and girls in this job, you either lost everything, or won everything.

Hearing his comment about the Loony bin, she felt her eyes pop up a little and her throat closing. " The loony bin, hell nooo... I was born this way and nothings going to change me." she said a threat tone forming in her way of speaking. Nearing him she grinned slightly until she heard the voice of another woman.

Turning around, she walked over to the woman and cocked her head studying her. " Did nobody tell you little girl to not get into anybody elses affairs." she told the girl as calmly as possible. Walking back to soda , she made sure every click of her heel was known on the pavemented ground.

She had plenty to converse still with the man that was in front of her. grabbing his ear, she shaked it a little hoping it would hurt him.

"Were is your sense of danger Soda." she yelled, but stopped bitting her lip." Maybe you don't even have a weapon, chicken shit." she said in her thick british accent.

She was not afraid to show her full colors, not to the girl, not to the man " Soda" . She would speak what she wanted to speak and nobody was going to stop her, she said through anger that was forming in the back of her head.

[sodapop]

"Afraid? No, no, no, no. You got me all wrong Ma'am," Sodapop bit down on the tip of his cigarette and chuckled, "That neighborhood you wandered into is a bad place, guy would do anything to get a few seconds with a pretty thing like you. Trust me, you can, ask my ex. Though it's partly her fault."

He hoped she knew what he meant, he wasn't gonna just come out and say it, he wasn't one to badmouth his buddies behind his back. Or even his ex-girlfriend for that matter, though she more then deserved it. Was it bad that hit heart still felt a twinge of sadness when the subject of Sandy came up?

"The loony bin, hell nooo... I was born this way and nothings going to change me."

Sodapop snorted, "Not shocking, you do seem like the type of person who's been out of her mind for a while now."
Why on earth was he so bitter? He could pass it off as a lack of sleep, or even the fact that Irene had come out of no where and caught him off guard. He didn't like being caught off guard, none of the greasers did, that might be why getting jumped by the socs bothered them so much. Man did he hate the socs.

Suddenly the sounds of foot-steps came from farther down the bridge, he caught the shadow out of the corner of his eye and then turned back to Irene, "Hot chicks always seem to be following you around Adler," He said, adding a laugh, "I should thank you for that, but I don't think you deserve it."

"Do people around here often plan to have arguments at the crack of dawn?"

"Better then some of the other shit we do," Sodapop said sarcastically, his brown and gold gaze flickering back and fourth between the two girl, the one that had just shown up looked buzzed, where as Irene just looked wild. He certainly felt at home.

"Were is your sense of danger Soda... Maybe you don't even have a weapon, chicken shit."

Sodapop shook his head, and swatted her hand away from his ear, "Clueless aren't ya? If I carried a weapon it'd mean serious trouble for me, but..." He reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a pocket knife, flipping up the blade, "This counts as a weapon don't it?"

[cherry]

[/i] amused by the situation and in turn get herself into loads more trouble. Pain throbbed behind her eyes as she looked between the male and the female, the older woman moving in Katrina's direction as she spoke. At her words, Katrina raised her eyebrows and gave a short laugh. Little girl? Who did the woman think she was, talking to Katrina in such a manner? It was good for Katrina that she had such a long fuse and the alcohol only made it longer. "Excuse me?" she said, her tone amused as the brunette turned away from her. "If you cared so much about other people getting into your affairs, you wouldn't cause a scene in such a public place, sweetheart." Katrina finished, eyebrows raised above her watery blue eyes.

Her eyes moved to her male counterpart, who seemed rather irritated by the presence of the older woman. Katrina could see why as the female practically assaulted him and went on about something that Katrina didn't pay much attention to. Well, this woman was rather rude- Katrina wasn't one to judge on first impressions, but there was no way around how the woman was acting. It was hard for Katrina to control the laughter climbing up her throat as she still found the situation to be highly entertaining. Her father wouldn't be too pleased to hear of what his precious princess was getting into. Katrina sighed and shifted on her feet, moving to get around the pair and continue on her way. At the flash and click of metal, Katrina halted and let out a chuckle. "So what, did the divorce go over bad?" Katrina rolled her eyes and stuffed her hands into her pockets. She knew she was just talking herself deeper into whatever the pair was discussing, but she couldn't really help it.

"He cheat on you with your sister?" Katrina thought aloud, her boots scuffing the sidewalk as spoke. "Or did she go lesbian on you?" Katrina shook her head slightly, eyes turned towards the dawning sun. [/ul]

[IRENE ADLER]

She noticed the prickly little knife come out of Sodas little jacket. She grinned almost maniaclly , this was a turn of events indeed. She had consider Soda to be a little bit of a wimp.But this , this was a turn of emotions and actions.She had not expect the reaction of the boy to be this.To act so suddenly at her little words, and move forward threatening her slightly. " Oh will you lower it down sweety. You know I was only joking ,besides I know that a criminal like you would be carrying a wea..."She could not finish ,as she heard the other woman who was high strung on alcohol said. That if she cared so much of other people guetting into her affairs.That she would not be creating a scene.

The least of things she wanted was to create a scene ,and if she created one she would be sure to include this little girl.But she also found the girl in front of her, quite interesting.She had spark , she could notice it in the eyes.That could fuel things that were fun to do. She could prick the thorns of the woman and actually make something useful of the girl, but then hering her say once that asking her if the Divorce had gone wrong. This made her chuckle, a chuckle turning into a full blown giggle. She could only laugh, and shook her hand gently covering her mouth in embarrasment.

This girl had all the wrong ideas about she and Soda, all the wrong ideas. She continued staying silent, hearing the words of the strung girl.
After hearing the words spill out some more. The girls curiosity was indeed a thing to be interested.The woman had asked 2 things ,1 she had gone lesbian or 2 he had cheated her with her sister. This woman seriosly wanted to make this girl cry did she not. " Honey ,neither of the both..We are just mutal aquantainces even though he and his partner well held me at gun point practically." she mused and sticked out her tongue slightly, and put it away crossing her arms this all directed at the man in front of her. " What do you think honey." she teased poking him pressing close to him she loved to tease.

[sodapop]

"Oh will you lower it down sweety. You know I was only joking, besides I know that a criminal like you would be carrying a wea..."

Alright, that's it, Sodapop was many things but he was most certainly not a criminal and as soon as she said the word, his eyebrow knit together and his muscles tensed. Almost like he'd take a swing at Irene, and he was about to but quickly gained control of himself and instead of punching in Irene's nose Sodapop hesitantly closed up the switch blade and returned it back to his pocket.

But of course, Irene's snide comments were only the beginning of his anger, what Katrina said next, filled him with both amusement and anger.

"He cheat on you with your sister.. Or did she go lesbian on you?"

"Ha! What? Do I not look Eighteen?" Sodapop threw his head back in a fit of laughter, "Although... I wouldn't mind if she went Lesbian," He threw in a wink when suddenly Irene pressed close up against him, he couldn't help but stare at her with a face of confusion...

[cherry]

[/b] Katrina mumbled in response to the brunette with a shrug of her shoulders. The woman wasn't too friendly, so Katrina didn't wonder why someone would hold her at gunpoint.

Katrina turned and looked at Soda, eyebrow quirking in his direction, "What does that have to do with anything? You could have run away and gotten eloped at sixteen." Katrina shook her head, blonde tresses falling messily around her shoulders. She grew silent then as the female moved closer to the other, practically pushing herself into his arms. Apparently she wasn't a lesbian and maybe the divorce hadn't been so bad. Katrina raised her eyebrows and shifted uncomfortably on her feet, eyes shifting between the two in front of her. "That's not awkward." Katrina stated dryly, laughing slightly as she stared at her feet.

"You seem to not be upset by the fact that he 'held you at gunpoint.' " Katrina laughed again, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she stared at the two.[/ul]

[IRENE ADLER]

She aproached Soda gently, slipping his switch blade out of his pockets. She neatly folded and unfolded it in front of his face.
Showing him also the sudden leather fold which she assumed was his wallet.This was guetting ever so good. Turning away she hid it under her breast and smiled walking over to the woman. Her hands slipping out from the womans purse her shades , gucci, and her wallet as well. Which holded all the nessesities, what fun it was to actually steal.

Walking away, she started to direct herself to one of the corners of the brooklyn bridge. Sitting down on the ledge, she stood staring down at the water. Her greatest fear beneath her, yet if she was pushed she wondered if she would survive. Or on the other hand actually die drowning. She had ignored the womans words, she was actually thinking that maybe she had not minded back in the past being hold at gun point. But that was in the past, yet she knew the woman did not know anything about her. The only one who knew her was soda, he might say to the woman to stay on her toes and yet she had stolen the girls wallet and sodas as well, it was very tricky situation indeed.

There were many possibilities. One she could be rude, or two she could act as calmly as possible and actually behave and be nice and sweet.She used to be sweet and yet now she wondered what was she going to do. Turning around to face the two she smiled and moved away from the ledge. "To awnser Madame your question , I was delivering a package and he stole it from me." she said pointing to soda, of course she could also be lying but neither of the two could know. Well except soda ,maybe he would know when she was bullshitting.

[sodapop]

"Irene, seriously..." Sodapop was talking while she played with the items in his pockets, grabbing his switch-blade and his wallet, he hadn't noticed that she ran off with his wallet because he turned to Katrina and was ready to snap back a witty reply.

"What does that have to do with anything? You could have run away and gotten eloped at sixteen."

He smiled wildly, and even laughed a bit before saying, "Nah, I would be waiting for something much prettier then a brunette," He glanced at Kat and winked, "Blonde's are a whole lot better."
Thats when he heard Irene shout from farther down the bridge, "To answer Madame your question, I was delivering a package and he stole it from me."

He spun on his heal only to see Irene standing near the edge, he patted his pockets only to realize there was nothing in them, he turned red with anger, no one stole from him, or accused him of stealing, "First of all, I never stole a damn package from you. Second, give me back my fucking wallet!"

[cherry]

[/b] Katrina said, ignoring her words as she moved away from them.

Soda's words hardly registered to her- something about brunettes and blondes- and instead focused on the dark haired woman who just stole from the both of them. "For all I know it could have been his 'package' to begin with." Katrina couldn't necessarily trust the woman and for all Kat knew she could have been some nutcase that had escaped from the loony bin; hadn't Sodapop already said something about that? It was probably true and she was just standing here, dumbstruck with no money, and no sunglasses. Truthfully she was more upset that her sunglasses were gone that her money.


Katrina took a step closer to Soda as the female moved around them like a predator circling it's prey. Trina didn't know what to expect from the woman; if she could easily steal from a stranger, who knew what else she could do. She cast a weary eye at Soda as he spoke up angrily, appearing to finally realize that his wallet was gone. "Yeah, you should give him back his wallet. There is only fifty dollars in mine, so you can keep it. I don't really care." Katrina said with a shake of her head, pressing her fingers to her temples and rubbing out the pain there.[/ul]