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Post by nicky on Oct 23, 2006 18:33:12 GMT -5
"Knock if off girl," he said pulling her back up the stairs and inside the door. "You wanna leave, you go talk to Nick, then we'll see," he said. He closed the door, keeping her inside and leaned against it so she couldn't escape again.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 23, 2006 18:35:10 GMT -5
SlingShot frowned at the man and crossed her arms as he leaned against the door, her only method of escape. "I don't want to talk to him", she told the man defiantly.
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Post by nicky on Oct 23, 2006 22:25:59 GMT -5
"Well if ya wanna walk out this door you had better," he said with a glare. He pointed at the door where Nick had gone. "Dat's his office. You wanna leave go ask him. Heck, I'll even come wit' ya, but you gotta start," he said with an almost evil smirk on his face.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 23, 2006 22:29:46 GMT -5
SlingShot frowned at the man and stomped towards the office, opening the door and charging in, arms crossed. She stopped in front of his desk. (( I'm assuming there's a desk )). "Nick! I wanna leave." she stated angrily.
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Post by nicky on Oct 24, 2006 0:04:00 GMT -5
NIck looke dup at her as though it were nothing. "What do ya mean leave? Where ya goin', how long ya gonna be gone?" he asked with a shrug. Just the basics.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 24, 2006 0:05:14 GMT -5
SlingShot frowned. What was she doing? She already knew this was useless. "I mean leave. Go back to Brooklyn and being a newsie", she replied, sounding braver than she felt, taking a step back from the desk Nick was sitting at.
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Post by nicky on Oct 24, 2006 0:42:31 GMT -5
"Then... no, you can't leave," he said nodding. "Sorry, you're going to have to stay here," he said with a shrug. "You're far too big of an investment for me to just let you go. You wanna go? You can go somewhere, but Wes will be following you," he said pointing to the man who had blocked her exit.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 24, 2006 5:57:40 GMT -5
SlingShot bit her lip. An investment? She shook her head in confusion. "In what way am I an investment?", she asked, anger replaced by curiousity for the time being.
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Post by nicky on Oct 24, 2006 12:31:56 GMT -5
"I've put time into you, and if you want to put all my hard work to waste, I intend to stop you. You made the mistake the second you got caught, and it was because of that that you have lost my trust. Besides, you made the decision to stay when you came knocking and said you wanted a job. I'm not going to let you waltz in, take your sixteen dollars and just waltz out," he said with a glare. But he stopped suddenly. His features softened a little, and he looked like the man he had when she had first come in. Charming sweet, caring nothing more than the betterment of her life. "Besides, you're very good at what you do, you blend in so well, and you could do so much more, gain so much power. Why would you want to stop now?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 24, 2006 17:12:33 GMT -5
SlingShot frowned. For a moment, she went back to almost believing him, then shook her head. This man had an incredible talent for manipulating people, for bending them to his will. And it had worked on her. She stood still for a moment, chewing once again on her lower lip, studying him. She didn't quite have an answer to his question. "What yer doin heah is wrong..." she told him lamely.
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Post by nicky on Oct 24, 2006 22:13:46 GMT -5
"Then why are you doing it?" he asked her smartly in return. His tone didn't change, it was still the sweet encouraging tone he had had before. He was simply asking her the basic question, 'If she thinks something is wrong then why is she doing it?' After all, she didn't think it was so wrong when she said yes, did she?
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 24, 2006 22:26:05 GMT -5
She continued to chew on her lower lip. "Because you... I..." she stamped her foot in frustration. "Cause you are an evil, lying manipulator!", she blurted, then clamped her mouth shut, taking another step back in instant regret of what had just come out of her mouth.
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Post by nicky on Oct 24, 2006 23:09:12 GMT -5
Nick raised his eyebrows at her. He didn't fair well with insults. He slowly stood up and as he slowly came around the desk said, "If I were you girl, I'd take that back right now and pray that you can learn to keep your mouth shut from now one. One more mistake and you can trust me... you're live will become a living hell," he said as he continued to walk towards her with a glare. All the fake love and care in his voice: gone.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 25, 2006 5:39:29 GMT -5
SlingShot nervously watched him step around the desk and took another unconscious step back. She didn't reply to him. She felt nothing but fear and the only other emotion in her body was a strong desire to leave and never look back.
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Post by nicky on Oct 25, 2006 16:27:09 GMT -5
"You're staying until I say other wise, which trust me, will be no time soon. You wanted to join? Well, welcome to the group. You bet your life Kristina, you had better behave, or this will be one bet that you will lose." He continued walking until he was right infront of her. She had no way out, Wes, the man blocking the door was still at his post, and wasn't leaving. It appeared to him that she was trapped.
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