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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 20:09:26 GMT -5
Walking as quietly as she could down the stairs, she sliently took a seat across from him, choosing not to eat. "Morning." she mumbled quietly. Scared to make eye contact with him, she instead pretended to have developed a sudden fascination with her hans, staring down at them.
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 20:10:51 GMT -5
"Hm," he responded and finished his coffee, noting her lack of apetite. And her silence. He smiled slightly then returned to his serious mood. "HOw'd you sleep, if you did?" he asked her, turning his body towards hers so he could watch her. He'd finished eating, and the butler took the dishes away.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 20:30:24 GMT -5
"Fine, you?" she said, still refusing to make eye contact with him. She couldn't exactly say she was scared of him, but she was definately aware that he outranked her in more ways than one.
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 20:35:07 GMT -5
"Peachy. How was the room? Were you comfortable? " he asked, a bit disappointed that she had no bite. "If you're going to execute people, show some backbone and look me in the eyes."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 20:39:37 GMT -5
Spurred on by his words, she raised her head and made eye contact. "It was fine." she said, crossing her arms. "And I'm not going to go around executing people left and right, just those who deserve it. Power is a privledge, and nothing more." she said, implications thick in her voice.
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 20:44:19 GMT -5
"And so is education," he retorted back, implication in his voice as well. "I know you aren't going left and right executing people. I got that earlier." Jason looked into her eyes, winking, then looked away. "Now, I'll probably train you for a few hours, then leave you to whatever it is you do normally- I am meeting my sister and her husband for dinner this evening, so I won't be home until late."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 20:51:40 GMT -5
"Doesn't your sister get annoyed with you constantly making plans with her when she has a life and husband of her own... I mean, don't you have other friends or a girlfriend that you'd rather go to dinner with?" she asked.
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 20:53:28 GMT -5
"She makes the plans with me, and no, I don't have neither of those. You sound like my sister, asking about girlfriends and children," he mumbled, sighing softly and looking to his table, before standing. "What skills do you have already?" he asked.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 21:00:41 GMT -5
Grimacing, she forced herself to answer the question honestly. "Wel, I have my basic high school degree...as far as physically, I'm probably lucky if I can walk a strait line without tripping over my owm two feet."
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 21:02:23 GMT -5
"...I meant with weapons, but those are good to know too." He glanced her over. He would have never guessed someone so small was unbalanced. What helped people become more graceful? He'd start doing that book thing with her he supposed.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 21:16:37 GMT -5
"When you say weapons, are sticks included?" she asked, wanting to prove herself to him.
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 21:17:54 GMT -5
"Depends on what this 'stick' is," he answered softly, thinking of a stick found randomly on the ground.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 21:42:20 GMT -5
"Well, its more like a staff." she said, wishing he had a prop to show him. "What's the best weapon in terms of efiiecient execution?"
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Post by Milk on Mar 10, 2009 21:44:43 GMT -5
"Depends on how quick you want them to die, I suppose," he answered and leaned against the table. "If I wanted someone gone, I'd use a gun or something."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 10, 2009 21:55:36 GMT -5
"No....I want it slow....and painfull..." she said, her thoughts wandering elsewhere.
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