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Post by Ariel Charlotte Dawson on Apr 21, 2012 7:01:47 GMT -5
Another long, gruelling night in the office. And by 'in the office' she did mean being stuck inside those walls with no time to even get some fresh air outside for literally thirteen hours. It was a relief when she was finally able to feel satisfied in leaving, and finally get some fresh air which she so desperately needed. Since being appointed the acting CEO, she was even more strained, for she had to work longer hours, put up with more shit and do even more work. Sure, she was a workaholic, however the amount of work she actually has to deal with on a regular basis is not to be underestimated whatsoever. Earlier today, she had to deal with a client who was looking to invest in Hart Enterprises, however they believed that there should be a huge investment payout for them, as well as regular bonuses, financial updates and even more. She felt like pulling out the shotgun and blasting his face in right then and there, but then again, that wouldn't be too good for business.
Walking out the doors she noticed how dark it was, making her realize just how much of a bloody workaholic she was. Did it matter? Not in the slightest, because she was getting work done and making progress. In her view, Selena was a bit too crazy for the posistion and put Hart Enterprises in a direction to which it would fail. She was more concerned with the actual business of this place, but there was nothing wrong with a few little 'special projects' along the way if it were to help the organisation in some way.
She begun to hear footsteps nearby, causing her to stop and look to the side. No one was there. She sighed, realizing she had been working too much as she begun walking again, her heels clicking heavily on the hard pavement below. She finally saw her car in the distance, feeling relieved that she'd be able to get home and have a few glasses of pinot before the night would be classified as over in her mind. She heard a more vivid noise, causing her to stop again as she got her key out, looking around again. "Hello?" She yelled out curiously, hoping no one would answer. She wanted to get home and relax, she wasn't in the mood for dealing with some more crap.
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Post by alex on Apr 21, 2012 7:13:03 GMT -5
My, my, was this woman beautiful. She was wearing a white suit, really showing off her wonderful features; her wavey hair, her lucious curves, everything. He smirked as he continued watching the woman walk towards her car as she finished work. It was good to finally see her finish, he was growing restless of her taking so long. Why did people work so much here, it made no sense at all to him. He did what he wanted, when he wanted, he didn't fall into these barriers this world places people into; people like this woman. What did this woman achieve from working here so much? It seemed though in saying that, this woman had a lot of resources at her arsenal, things that he could probably use to his own advantage on occasion. Noah was extremely helpful in assisting him in adapting to this world again, but there was more that he could learn, maybe this woman was someone he could pry for information?
He sensed she was going to be fun. He smirked again as she noticed his presence, but not sure who was out there, and where. He would make himself known soon enough, be thought to himself playfully. He watched as she made her way to the car, finally shouting out, he could see the concern in her eyes that someone was watching her right now. It seemed she wasn't one to enjoy being the hunted, but it made it all the more fun for him. She went to open her car door, but Alexandre shot foward, and before she could even react, he slammed her against her car, gripping her around the throat with a cocky smirk as he stared intently into her eyes. "Goen somewhere so soon?" He asked firmly as he continued staring at this woman, now more fiercely, the smile still present on his face. He was going to have fun with this one, it seemed.
He eyed down her body, running a hand down her chest and down to her thigh, a smirk on his face. This woman was beautiful, she had anenjoyable scent, too. "Because et would be rude to leeve before I had the chance to talk to you." He ran his fingers through her soft, silky hair, the interested smile still placed in his own expression. He glanced over at her hair, before glancing back towards her eyes. He stared people directly in the eyes, it was a sign of no fear to him, and his dominance. |
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Post by Ariel Charlotte Dawson on Apr 21, 2012 8:55:43 GMT -5
Before she knew it, opening the car door turned into being slammed into the car with force by some unknown man. It seemed she was getting robbed, or something? But as the man spoke, and stared at her fiercely, she had even worse assumptions. Vampire. What she did know, was that he had a strong French accent, showing that he really wasn't around these parts, and was obviously quite knew. That made her assumption about vampires seem even more likely, as they did tend to travel around a lot. And with the increase in supernatural activity around these parts lately, it did seem likely. But why was he targetting her? It just wasn't beginning to seem like some random attack. It seemed, like it was planned.
She moved her head back further against the car to avoid being too close to this man incase he went all vamp on her, or something. "Talk to me? Well, as lovely as that sounds, I am a little busy right now, going home. Perhaps you can come back and see me during office hours, some time during the day? I find your timing rather...Unreasonable." She tried to avoid his gaze as he continued staring at her, almost freakishly. She needed a plan, she wasn't willing to be vamp food tonight, she had a schedule and there was no way in hell she could afford to be killed tonight, especially when she was sealing a million dollar deal first thing tomorrow morning. That deal was going to pay for her new car, it appeared, which was unfortunate.
It appeared this man wasn't going to let go of her anytime soon, and she couldn't risk letting this guy remain in control, as the odds definantly wouldn't tip into her favor. He seemed very focused on her, so she kneed him in the balls, pushing him into the side of the car as she begun running in the opposite direction. Great, she was running away from her car, from likely someone who could catch up to her in an instant. She was so screwed right now. She nervously pulled out the phone from her bag while trying to run in heels, but as a result of her anxiety, she managed to drop the phone onto the floor, smashing it. Dammit! Then her heel snapped and she tumbled to the floor. She yanked both of her heels of and got back to her feet, picking up the heels as well before taking off again. She might as well use them as some kind of a weapon, it appeared like she would need to soon.
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Post by alex on Apr 21, 2012 10:01:05 GMT -5
As she spoke, his eyes continued to stare fiercely into her own. Unreasonable? He really didn't care what she thought or what she said. He would do things on his own terms, not caring whether or not they suited the terms of this woman. "E should tell you E am not a reasonable man." He could see that this woman was beautiful, but she was horrible at trying to act tough. He could see the fear in her eyes, her fear of him, and her fear of death or what could possibly happen to her here tonight. He could see the way she tried covering her fear up, but it wouldn't work on him, he noticed these kinds of things, he knew the difference. If this woman thought she could fool him with her petty formalities and attempt at remaining calm, she had another thing coming. He hated people who tried covering themselves up, because he wanted to see the fear in action. He wanted to be able to see this woman cry, and he wanted to be able to see this woman scream and beg for help, beg for him not to slaughter her right now.
What this woman was good for, was delivering blows below the belt. Alexandre groaned as he stood firmly, trying to ignore the stinging pain which was now present on his lower region. As powerful as someone could be, there was one area which could still be a potential weakness, which a coward like this woman was apparently willing to exploit in order to survive. He grinned softly as he watched her run off. He actually liked her style, using what she could to get away from him. She was stronger than many others in that way, as most would be so overcome with fear that they would be frozen, like a cherry for the picking. But this woman knew her strengths, and was able to use them to her own advantage. But it wouldn't matter. She had caught him off guard once, it wouldn't happen again by his will. This woman was no threat to him, she was just a mere distraction and opportunity to gain resources. But now that she had made the first shot, and ran off for help, this had turned into something different altogether. A game.
He walked after her, watching as she dropped her phone frantically and then tripped over her own heels. He grinned as he begun catching up, and when she got back to her feet, he appeared right in front of her. She had heels in her hand, causing him to raise an eyebrow at with the now playful smile on his expression. "E don't remember saying E was finished." He commented, as he stared down this woman, his expression reverting to a more blank one as he glared into the eyes of this woman.
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Post by Ariel Charlotte Dawson on Apr 21, 2012 10:30:51 GMT -5
She always hated watching those stupid thrillers where the beautiful girl gets stalked, she trips over and then the predator appears in front of her, and then usually ends it with the kill. She was living that scene right now. She remembered blasting those girls in the movies for how foolish and stupid they were, believing that there is no way someone would trip when they are being chased to the death. But looking at it now, that either made her one of those foolish and stupid girls, or it was just normal. She was going to remember to not wear heels as much as she did, especially whe she was finishing up late. That is, if she manages to survive the night.
She gasped when she got back to her feet and the man was standing in front of her. She held her chest, fear running through her body, especially for the shock of him appearing out of nowhere. She really, really hated it when that happened. She stared at this man as he spoke, thinking of a more productive plan. She couldn't dish out any more low blows as she gathered he would have those scouted. Then she realized she had the heels in her hands. One broken, but still, can be an effective killing weapon. The man walked closer to her, as a predator would and she lunged at him with one of the heels, aiming for a heart, maybe the skull or even an eye, she really wasn't sure but she knew she had to take the strike overwise she wouldn't get another one. However he caught the heels and shoved her to the floor, causing her to crawl back avoiding whatever was going to come next. Now she was really out of any backup plans. "I'm sure there is a way we can work this out civilly, there is no reason to kill me, Hart Enterprises can be an extremely valuable asset to you...Money, cars, you name it and we can do it...You don't want to do something you can't come back on." She had to at least try bargaining, it was her main strength and maybe it would be able to sway this man away from killing her right now. If all else fails, she might as well try talking.
[Someone can join and help her out now! lol]
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Post by alex on May 2, 2012 2:16:16 GMT -5
He glared at this woman, enjoying her fear, yet at the same time annoyed at her attempts at bribing him. Who did she think he was? Did she actually think he was just going to accept her bribes? He got what he wanted for nothing, he wouldn't let this woman gain some power or control in this situation. He was the one with the power and control, therefore he would be the one calling the shots. He wasn't going to listen to this woman's attempts at escaping out of this unscratched. He wasn't going to let this woman get out of this unscathed. At the same time, he wasn't going to let this woman get out of this scene at hand. Until he had enough, by which time he might grow bored of this woman's annoying mouth and just kill her already. It seemed like the best option right now.
"Shut up!" He exclaimed as he continued to glare at this woman, more annoyance shown on his face. "Your attempts et escaping argr pathetic." These corporate women really were annoying. They acted all high and mighty, but when they were on their knees, they begged like a French school girl when he wanted more and more. It was laughable really, though at this time and moment, he wasn't in the mood for laughs. He was only in the mood for getting what he came for, and dropping this woman down a notch or two. What he had come here for, was information. He was told that this woman had valuable information on anything, basically. But he didn't want anything, yet. He just wanted the Brothers Trinity. Who they were, where they were and how he could find them. It was simple really, yet this woman was making things extremely difficult.
"E want them. That es all. You know them. Three Brothers. Where ere they!" He shoved the woman to the ground with slight force, showing that he wasn't messing around he wanted answers and he wanted the information otherwise there would be hell to pay for this woman. "Yourgr life, or theirs." He stared at the woman fiercely, awaiting an answer. He knew what her answer was, but he needed her to provide him with the information. That was the frustrating part. He disliked having to rely on other people for things, it was weak. |
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Post by Ariel Charlotte Dawson on May 2, 2012 2:27:03 GMT -5
She was silenced when he told her to shut up, shocked at his sudden anger outburst, causing her to jump as she wasn't really sure what was to come. She was soon shoved aggressively to the ground and she clutched her shoulder, glaring up at him. This man seemed awkward and definantly out of the ordinary. He was a new player in town, how could she not know who he was? Either he was good at keeping himself hidden, or she had to put a bullet through her trackers tomorrow morning. That is, if she even made it till then. She was trying to think of ways to escape, but this man was rather focused. However he seemed focused on other things, perhaps she could use that to her advantage, since the bribery wasn't working. Who was he? Who was stupid enough to decline a bribe from Hart Enterprises, and her of all people? Did he really know what she was capable of doing? She didn't disappoint people in her bribes. But apparently other things were on this man's mind.
He mentioned them. The Brothers Trinity. She slipped a slight smirk, trying hard to cover it up so that he doesn't attack her for that as well. Luckily, he seemed rather preoccupied on telling her what he was after. After everything she had offered to him, that was all that he wanted in the end? It was rather funny, really. That was something she could easily do. "Straight to the chase, I admire that. You want the brothers? Take a number, because half of this town wants the brothers. Though, you seem like someone who might be able to help me deal with the brother problem..." She looked up at him, her persuasive tactics once again coming into force. She was curious, really, as to why this man was after the brothers. Another player made sense, trying to make a name for himself by killing them, but it just seemed strange, and rather coincidental to what had previously happened not too long ago.
"I have the files in my car. They are kind of a top priority around here." She got to her feet and slowly walked to her car, watching the man cautiously, hoping he wasn't going to strike her again or something. He didn't seem like a very patient, nor trusting person to be around. She opened the back car door, opening her suitcase and retrieving a folder with some files in it. She moved back to the guy, wondering why she hadn't just hopped in the front seat and drove off. But what she had gone was manuover a pistol from her suitcase into her coat while she was pretending to get the files. She moved back to him, now slightly more confident as she had some leverage to use and smiled at him softly, handing him the documents. "There. Everything you would need to know about them. Good luck, wouldn't mind seeing the carnage later on." After handing the files over, she pulled a gun out of her coat and aimed the gun at this man, about to shoot...This bastard wasn't getting away with this so easily.
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Post by alex on May 2, 2012 2:45:04 GMT -5
Did this woman now think she was going to allign herself with him because she had information? She was wrong, he didn't need her for any of this, he just needed the information. "Take e number? I want them now! There es no me an you. E don't need you, you argr a waste of space." This was something he really disliked about women, they were manipulative and tried making alliances whenever it suited them. He worked alone, he always had, unless other vampires were involved in hunting. He was almost insulted that this woman believed he and her could form an alliance to take on the brothers. He didn't need any help in taking them out, but it did seem like this woman had a history with them.
She handed over the documents and he looked down at them, before seeing her raise her arm and point a gun at him. Before she could shoot, he grabbed her wrist, twisting it to the side and knocking the gun out of her hand, before gripping tightly on her arm. "You are weak and pathetic. You think you can blind me? Now E'll have my fun." He smirked softly as he twisted her arm even more with force, hearing a snap as he broke the bone in her arm. He smirked even more, enjoying the pain that he was inflicting upon this woman. He loved snapping people's bones and hearing them scream. The noise was sensational and it was amazing experiencing every second of it.
He did begin to grow bored of this woman, and he would much rather be plotting his attack on the brothers than deal with her. She was fun, but he was growing tired of her antics. He pulled her by the hair so that she was facing him, eye to eye, before speaking with a grin on his face. "You are worthless to me now," he stated, before gripping her tighter by the hair, before smashing her head into the car window. He watched as her body crumbled to the floor, before walking off, satisfied.
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