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ajremixIn my head, Tex is kind of passive-aggressive with the Director. She's aware that she's an AI based on the memory of a lost love and she despises being a replacement and the idea that she has to fit the Director's expectations. She does as he says, however, because she enjoys her job and also because she has an agenda to rescue Alpha. The passive-aggressive part comes from the fact she undermines the Director's authority over her; not enough to make him suspect her loyalty, but enough for him to know his 'power' over her is an illusion.
In short, Tex can be as manipulative as the Director. And I also think she enjoys trolling Carolina but that's something else entirely.
Title: The Unfair Sex
Fandom: Red vs Blue
Rating: PG-13 for lots of mentions of sleeping around
Word Count: 643
Characters: Tex, Director, mentions of other Freelancers
Summary: To Tex, sex was just another way to rebel against the Director.
Everyone in the Project learned three things about the newcomer Texas in fairly short order: she was the best, she had no inclination of socializing and she was unrepentantly open about sleeping with many of her fellow Freelancers. In fact the only ones she didn't manage to have sex with were Carolina, York and CT.
The closest she had come with Carolina was a kiss that nearly ended with a fight- it was all merely another way for Tex to humiliate her and they both knew it. York was too loyal to Carolina to do more than deflect Tex's advances with a joke. He was, however, smart enough to recognize the possibility that she could force herself on him simply because he was Carolina's and did his best not to be alone with the black armored agent. CT was too cagey to fall for anything Tex tried, understanding what Tex was even if she didn't know the details. CT always seemed to instinctively know what was going on but no one ever listened to her. Tex had Wash exactly once- a bundle of nerves and emotional inadequacies that she didn't have the patience to deal with. He was the only one that tried to kiss her without permission. It was a miserable experience that both tried their best to forget.
Her two most regular targets were Wyoming and Maine, her encounters with them as widely different as their personalities. Wyoming was always happy to accommodate Tex's demands, letting her use him as she saw fit. Every time, however, without fail, Wyoming would attempt to snatch control away just as Tex was at her most distracted, wrestling against each other until she wrapped a hand around his throat and forced him down. Maine never made any pretenses- the two fought for dominance from the very start, biting and clawing each other until they were satisfied. Every now and again, usually when both white-clad Freelancers were otherwise occupied, she'd turn to North. The considerate reliability he was known for belying a surprising amount of hunger and aggression behind closed doors. On rare occasions Tex would corner his sister, South, who would make it clear she despised the entire thing before and after but was always quick to submit in between.
No one understood her motivation- if it was for the sense of power or merely the pleasure -but then no one cared enough to ask, either. No one ever noticed that she took all of them in some variation of the same way. She was always in control, she was the one that initiated the encounters and, at some point during, she'd stare straight into the security camera because knew he was watching. And sometimes he could predict if the look in her eyes meant he would be next or if she'd leave him waiting.
Sometimes she'd come to him still tainted by someone else's sex as if she was mocking him, challenging him. And he took her every time because he was a fool and she knew it. He'd lick the stains off her body, trace the marks someone else left behind. Then he'd bend her over his desk and pretended it wasn't merely because she allowed him to. For all that she fought and dominated the others she was a submissive doll to him and that, perhaps, was what hurt the most. Sometimes he truly hated her for existing, for being a pale imitation of the one he lost. But she was only like that for him, as if knowing what she was and denying him the perfect replacement he had wanted her to be. Then he'd watch her through the cameras and see how she was supposed to be and he'd fall all over again.
But the illusion never lasted and he knew that while she was Allison, she wasn't his Allison.
In short, Tex can be as manipulative as the Director. And I also think she enjoys trolling Carolina but that's something else entirely.
Title: The Unfair Sex
Fandom: Red vs Blue
Rating: PG-13 for lots of mentions of sleeping around
Word Count: 643
Characters: Tex, Director, mentions of other Freelancers
Summary: To Tex, sex was just another way to rebel against the Director.
Everyone in the Project learned three things about the newcomer Texas in fairly short order: she was the best, she had no inclination of socializing and she was unrepentantly open about sleeping with many of her fellow Freelancers. In fact the only ones she didn't manage to have sex with were Carolina, York and CT.
The closest she had come with Carolina was a kiss that nearly ended with a fight- it was all merely another way for Tex to humiliate her and they both knew it. York was too loyal to Carolina to do more than deflect Tex's advances with a joke. He was, however, smart enough to recognize the possibility that she could force herself on him simply because he was Carolina's and did his best not to be alone with the black armored agent. CT was too cagey to fall for anything Tex tried, understanding what Tex was even if she didn't know the details. CT always seemed to instinctively know what was going on but no one ever listened to her. Tex had Wash exactly once- a bundle of nerves and emotional inadequacies that she didn't have the patience to deal with. He was the only one that tried to kiss her without permission. It was a miserable experience that both tried their best to forget.
Her two most regular targets were Wyoming and Maine, her encounters with them as widely different as their personalities. Wyoming was always happy to accommodate Tex's demands, letting her use him as she saw fit. Every time, however, without fail, Wyoming would attempt to snatch control away just as Tex was at her most distracted, wrestling against each other until she wrapped a hand around his throat and forced him down. Maine never made any pretenses- the two fought for dominance from the very start, biting and clawing each other until they were satisfied. Every now and again, usually when both white-clad Freelancers were otherwise occupied, she'd turn to North. The considerate reliability he was known for belying a surprising amount of hunger and aggression behind closed doors. On rare occasions Tex would corner his sister, South, who would make it clear she despised the entire thing before and after but was always quick to submit in between.
No one understood her motivation- if it was for the sense of power or merely the pleasure -but then no one cared enough to ask, either. No one ever noticed that she took all of them in some variation of the same way. She was always in control, she was the one that initiated the encounters and, at some point during, she'd stare straight into the security camera because knew he was watching. And sometimes he could predict if the look in her eyes meant he would be next or if she'd leave him waiting.
Sometimes she'd come to him still tainted by someone else's sex as if she was mocking him, challenging him. And he took her every time because he was a fool and she knew it. He'd lick the stains off her body, trace the marks someone else left behind. Then he'd bend her over his desk and pretended it wasn't merely because she allowed him to. For all that she fought and dominated the others she was a submissive doll to him and that, perhaps, was what hurt the most. Sometimes he truly hated her for existing, for being a pale imitation of the one he lost. But she was only like that for him, as if knowing what she was and denying him the perfect replacement he had wanted her to be. Then he'd watch her through the cameras and see how she was supposed to be and he'd fall all over again.
But the illusion never lasted and he knew that while she was Allison, she wasn't his Allison.
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