A warriors Queen (Inv)

Pandora was almost amazed by his answer. ''You move on from the pass...not taking the bad emotions but grabbing the strength to move on instead. I like that...Again, making me think you're a Knight.'' She commented, shivering at the sensation of the kiss. ''Can't have you be useless now, can we?'' She smirked, the ideas of having him be her Knight but shrugged that aside, not enjoying how she kept thinking of him being beside her.

Achilles grinned "No we can not, I wouldn't be who I am. That is why you enoy my company right?" he said with a chuckle. "I rather prefer myself as a strong man physically and mentally, and I like that you're a strong woman."

Pandora chuckled, nodding. ''I enjoy the company of a strong man..in every way. Yours better than most.'' She admitted nonchalantly. ''I'm a very strong woman. Not sounding arrogant or anything but..I am.'' She quipped, her smirk turning into a prideful grin and she wrapped her arms around Achilles' neck. ''I do enjoy a strong man...Prove it for me...Prove how strong you are..'' She said, muttering into his ear how one of the men at the bar keeps staring at her and she focused on her Berserker abilities; the uncontrollable rage inside the pit of her stomach growing enough to make another feel the same at the simple click of her fingers.

Achilles listened to her, her voice was intoxicating he felt rage, his eyes locked onto the man. Achilles knew him, a wanted murderer. He acted without thinking. He booted the chair Pandora had orginionally owned and it flew across the room knocking him off his stool before he put his foot on the the table and pushed it, placing Pandora down in his seat, he ran, stepped onto the table that was still sliding across the room, sprinted off, landing foot first on the mans skull crushing it between his boot. He walked back dragging the table with him and sat down calmly, pandora once more on his lap.

Pandora watched with great pleasure, leaning back in the chair once placed down. She bit her lip at him crushing the man's skull, feeling her body react as it usually did when it came to violence being in her cause. Straddling his lap when he came back, she leaned into his ear with a smirk and nipped at his earlobe. ''I'm very impressed, Achilles...You've done me proud..'' She whispered into his ear and slowly took away the rage.

Achilles cupped her ass and kissed her neck before chuckling "although he was on my list, the attack was rather sudden for me. Very...brutal, and public, unlike my usual sleek and stealthy kills. Thus I am inclinded to think, you did something to me."

Pandora smirked into his neck, her tongue flicking out to taste the side of his neck. She then leaned back, mockingly placing a hand on her chest. ''I would never-'' She began to say before pausing, an mad grin forming on her lips. ''Okay..I would and I did.'' She said, trailing a finger down his neck to his chest. ''I'm a drug, sweetcheeks...You're going to become an addict..'' She said into his ear.

Achilles chuckled and held her close in his arms "I thought so." he kissed her neck gently "I see no issue with this" his arms sliding down to hold her waist. "None at all..." he then realized that what was going to be a pivotal point in his life was her.

Pandora smirked and tilted her head, curious as to why he did not ask what she did. Sighing softly at the kiss on her neck, her nerves coming to life as it tingled. ''That's good...'' She purred, staring into his eyes and cupped his cheek. ''Achilles...What are you thinking?'' She asked, wishing to know what was going on in that magnificent mind.