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Post by raven on Nov 2, 2011 17:06:18 GMT -5
((Aaaand officially mega creeeeepy lol))
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 17:13:05 GMT -5
((Haha, seriously!...I'm gonna fast forward to when she's actually working for him))
It was three days later, and Script was excused from chores in the morning to go to McArthur's office.
She hadn't gotten a chance to talk to Goblin the whole time, because Gypsy had put a girl in charge of barring anyone from using the vent to talk to the boys. It was making Script jumpier than she already was.
The warden hadn't really said much to her in three days, other than giving her orders. He hadn't touched her either. Just watched her.
She went to the kitchen to get the warden his tray for breakfast. When she got to the office, she knocked on the door before opening it a little, tray in hand. "Warden?"
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 2, 2011 18:11:30 GMT -5
"Just bring it right in here and set it down on the desk," He was sitting down as usual writing out papers. He stroked his chin and continued his work.
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 18:14:32 GMT -5
She did what she was asked, pouring him his coffee. She did it slowly, her eyes glancing at the papers through her lashes. "Sugar?"
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 2, 2011 18:17:10 GMT -5
"Lots of it," He said and looked up at her grinning.
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 18:18:42 GMT -5
She gave him a weak smile in return, wishing so hard that the sugar was really grounded up arsenic. She stirred his coffee, then set the cup on a saucer, holding it out for him. "Here you are, sir."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 2, 2011 18:27:24 GMT -5
"Thank you," He said as she set the cup down on the saucer. He was still smiling as he let his hand rest on her wrist. "Why don't you tidy up a bit in here?"
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 18:30:25 GMT -5
Her hand stiffened and then trembled as he touched her, but she nodded and smiled again. "Of course, sir." She pulled a rag from her apron, moving to the bookshelf to dust and organize, trying to keep her breathing calm.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 2, 2011 18:40:58 GMT -5
MacArthur watched her every move as she cleaned the room, his eyes landing more on her beautiful round rump.
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Goblin
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Post by Goblin on Nov 2, 2011 18:43:52 GMT -5
((I love that Gypsy's guarding the vent. Goblin might try to kill her when this is all over. ^^ Also, sooo much skeeviness! <3))
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 18:45:44 GMT -5
She avoided his gaze, but felt his eyes on her. It made her desperately wish for a scalding hot shower. She dusted and organized the whole room until she couldn't avoid the area around his desk any longer. She licked her lips and took a breath, before making her way in that direction.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 2, 2011 18:59:16 GMT -5
"You know, it's a good thing I have you working here. You're a very beautiful girl and some of my staff can't control themselves." He said with a smirk. "You have such soft skin."
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 19:01:20 GMT -5
She hesitated a moment, then went back to arranging the things on his desk. "Thank you sir. It's...very kind of you to look out for me that way."
((Flare - I totally figured she'd do something like that, and maybe even on McArthur's orders since he would have known that Script and Goblin were arrested together. And McArthur is waaay creepy! Almost like, quietly threatening and polite, which makes it that much skeevier.))
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Post by raven on Nov 2, 2011 22:07:24 GMT -5
"I try my best to look out for everyone, but you seemed to need my guidance the most." He said.
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Post by Script on Nov 2, 2011 22:09:22 GMT -5
She glanced over at him. In another universe, he'd look like a kindly, 40-something year old man with a handsome face and a friendly smile. But then there were the eyes. There was something dark and sinister behind them, that the smile only emphasized, making it creepy.
"Why do you say that, sir?"
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