Jail Bait [Cameron//blitz]

From the shadows extended a leg. For a moment he didn't realize that it was a leg but as soon as he paused and looked it was definitely a female leg. Setting his jaw, and trying to keep from turning away, he went towards the owner of the leg. For a stupid moment he wondered if this was a ghost that was just legs but shook himself when he saw the rest of her. "What's up, kid?" The word kid made him want to shrink away and leave but he was going to be a man tonight. To Marchello!

Okay but the only problem now is that he had no idea how things went from here. "You uh... you look nice." He could have smacked himself on the forehead - she looks nice, pah, I'm not here to compliment her.

Her smile is wide and brilliant, wiping away his embarrassment and his confidence all in one go. What was he trying to do, sleeping with a woman like that. Hell this would be one story to tell if he managed it, but if he kept making stupid comments then he wouldn't manage anything more than being laughed off this street. Her movements accentuate every angle of her figure and he can't help but stare at everything but her face. "Thanks, kid. What brings you down this street?" Holy fuck he was a fool, but he was here now so he might as well try. He gave a confident smirk a try but it may have been a smirk, though it probably wasn't very confident. "Isn't it obvious, I mean, what else would a man come down here for in the dead of night?" Maybe confidence - even false as it clearly was - might earn him more points than being a sap. Marchello was confident, he wanted to sleep with Ellexias and the Capitol's camera's be damned. Of course, he conveniently forgot the fact that Marchello had been continually denied by his district partner, details details.

By now there is something distinctly forced about her smile, and it's causing him to fight the need to squirm. So much for the confidence act, he felt like a boy getting scolded. "A man could come down here for many things. The thing is, kid, i don't see a man around." He grimaced at that one, but had expected it. "Unless there's something i'm mistaken about?" That gave him a little hope - he might still be able to manage this with his dignity in tact - but he really didn't know what to say. Well, he knew what to say, just not how he could say it without being brash. Not like he was having luck with any other tactic. "I think you know exactly what I mean, you're just dancing around it because I am." He dug in his pocket and pulled out some of the money his had snagged from his mother's purse. "And I think you know what this means, too." The irony was that his mother had made that money in the same way her son was spending it. Maybe that would teach her.

He had actually managed to impress her. When she stared at him and his money he felt suddenly a lot better. Then she shut her mouth and took a moment before leading him to a fire escape. "Up you go," she gestured upwards, "i always make the man lead." That word, when he had said it, had meant almost nothing, but the moment she said it he gained a confidence from it that he used to scamper up the fire escape. Perhaps he was being a little too eager but damn it he had done it. The boys at school would never believe him about this. "You always let them lead?" He turned to look back and wink at her. There was another purpose to his cheeky question, since he was inexperienced he really couldn't lead anything even though he wanted to. She would have to guide him, and he was trying to see if she would. Then again, she had probably already seen that he was completely clueless. After all, she had seemed so ready to dismiss him as a young fool. Well, the money had stopped that.