CursedVixen
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She fidgeted uncomfortably. Something in the back of Marliegh's mind told her that something was up. She couldn't quite tell who this person was or what he was feeling. It was both a shock and a relief to her as she looked him over carefully. But there was something...something...somethig unnatural about him, but she couldn't place her finger on it. She may not have been able to sense his emotions, but she could still read his face and body language. He was a somber, solemn character. Lonesome, even. Marliegh's heart softened a bit.
She watched him light his cigarette. "You know, if it's cigarettes you like, this stuff is better. Same stuff that's in heroine they use in niccotine." She stopped for a moment and surveyed him skeptically. She didn't know what to make of this fellow. She wasn't use to strangers, especially strangers like him.
"If you need a fix, I can hook you up." She said, quite business like. And to her, that's what it was. Business. She'd adopted a tone of formality quite a long time ago and had been utilizing it ever since. The warmth faded as she thought about Jake. He'd be less angry and he'd forget about her tardiness if she'd sold all of her stock. She was running short on time.
"But if you're not interested in doing business, then I have to go. Yeah, it's safe, but no, you can't walk me there. If we got nothin' else to talk about I have to be on my way before I get in trouble. I'm already wasting time." If he made her wait too much longer the hour would be up and she'd have to call his cellphone again and tell him she'd been attacked.
She tapped her foot impatiently and looked around. Jake had sent a couple of his guys to watch her every now and then - just to make sure she was doing her job. She'd never gotten in trouble because she was always focused, but if this guy wasn't going to help her she was going to have to make a run for it.
She took her hat off and tried to fix her pony tail and quickly pulled it back over her eyes.
She watched him light his cigarette. "You know, if it's cigarettes you like, this stuff is better. Same stuff that's in heroine they use in niccotine." She stopped for a moment and surveyed him skeptically. She didn't know what to make of this fellow. She wasn't use to strangers, especially strangers like him.
"If you need a fix, I can hook you up." She said, quite business like. And to her, that's what it was. Business. She'd adopted a tone of formality quite a long time ago and had been utilizing it ever since. The warmth faded as she thought about Jake. He'd be less angry and he'd forget about her tardiness if she'd sold all of her stock. She was running short on time.
"But if you're not interested in doing business, then I have to go. Yeah, it's safe, but no, you can't walk me there. If we got nothin' else to talk about I have to be on my way before I get in trouble. I'm already wasting time." If he made her wait too much longer the hour would be up and she'd have to call his cellphone again and tell him she'd been attacked.
She tapped her foot impatiently and looked around. Jake had sent a couple of his guys to watch her every now and then - just to make sure she was doing her job. She'd never gotten in trouble because she was always focused, but if this guy wasn't going to help her she was going to have to make a run for it.
She took her hat off and tried to fix her pony tail and quickly pulled it back over her eyes.