Lithium;

Indie OC. || Please read the rules before interacting. || 18+

[minheesong]

{ Surprise

[allomcr]

minheesong:

She watched the woman out of the corner of her eyes, and looked up from her book through her eyelashes as she sat down in front of her. Great. So, she was here for Minnie for sure. She didn’t have cancer as well – while Minnie thought that idea would be a little too coincidental it would have been better then this. Then her sitting there looking at her expectantly.

The younger woman stared at her book for a moment after Marina spoke, debating on if ignoring her was a thing she could get away with… Pretending she suddenly didn’t speak English? That she wasn’t Minnie but some twin sister? 

Unfortunately she was too practical to see any value (or humor) in these options so she didn’t try.

Instead Minnie closed her book in her lap and looked up at Marina raising her eyebrows, “no, I’m just sitting here getting poison pumped through my body, and wanting to vomit right in your lap. Why would I be avoiding you?” Actually she felt fine at the moment. Good enough. This was only her first go at this Chemo thing, and she’d only been there for a couple hours. The feeling bad thing was something she still had to look forward too. Great.

“What are you doing here?”

The business woman's face curdled at her colourful description. " Well, the poison might save your life, so I'll take my chances. " she commented, setting her handbag off to her side. " I guess I'll just be upfront and honest with you, now-" she added in, sighing before looking Minnie up and down. "Ever since we had our little...meeting, it had been nagging me. " she remarked. " You- pristine, perfect- prodigy- what reason could you have for wanting to do what you do? " she incquired rhetorically, purposefully using vague language for the sake of maintaining appearances. " And while you might not think it's any of my business what your reasoning might be for working with me, or what you get up to in your spare time- it is my business. " She spoke much more quietly, now. " I have to be certain that the people who work for me can be trusted. " " So, I've been doing a little digging. A little snooping if you will- to figure out why you're a prodigy turned protege. " " This is quite the reason. "

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minheesong:

Minnie didn’t get nervous about a lot of things.

Even if she did it was a cold day in hell that she’d ever actually show it, but… as she was strapped into her chemo treatment she couldn’t help but feel afraid. That wasn’t strange right? Her body was going to be pumped full of poison because it couldn’t get itself under control. She could literally control everything else but no, her body just couldn’t cooperate. Just her luck. She gripped the arms of her hair and looked up at her dad trying as hard as she could too not look like she was afraid.

Apparently she managed ok, because they said their goodbyes (he had work so he couldn’t stick around with her) and made his way out of the room. The cancer room. The only place in the world she would never get enjoyment from the chemicals surrounding her most likely.

But she was fine. She was totally fine. Just think about other things. About the fact they had picked out a lab, soon it was going to be filled with top of the line equipment – it was practically every girls dream come true. Thinking about that got her through the first hour or so, and it wasn’t until she heard the door open again and spotted a familiar red head entering the room that she was brought back to reality.

“Jesus Christ…” She hissed under her breath and sank down into her chair, focusing on the book in her hands.

Marina was nothing if not crafty. Very rarely did she make bets that she wasn't certain she'd win. Investments were no different. It didn't take long for her to investigate her two new proteges. After all, she had to be certain she wasn't walking into anything unpredictable. She certainly hadn't predicted lung cancer. After meticulous research and a series of undesireable snooping, she had managed to pinpoint one of Minhee's chemotherapy treatments. As rude as she knew it was, she figured her only way of discussing this new... development, would have been to drop by uninvited. " Trying to avoid me? " the enigmatic business woman asked as she helped herself to pulling up a stool beside the younger woman.

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thefightcr:

He had a tray of water waiting for them in the next room. He helped himself and offered Marina a drink and then went to sit down, one hand still wrapped in boxing tape. 

“Why wait? Besides, I have a match this weekend.” He smiled, taking a long sip of his glass. “What brings you here? I’m sure my numbers were anything but short.”

Fingers gently wrapped around a glass, daintily holding the drink near her chest as she sat a seat. Her head gave a small shake. " Your numbers are as good as ever, " she assured him, sitting back slightly. " I come bringing tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. " she joked, as scripture had never been something she followed. " I was able to set up a meeting with the two cooks I told you about. " she explained.

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{ bloodied gauze

He’s feeling good, relaxed as he walked toward the bench and sat down, squirting some Gatorade into his mouth as he began the cool down process. Dolores was behind him, arms crossed as she watched him take off his bloody gauze. 

“You did a number on yourself…” She muttered, her accent thick, but still clear enough to understand. Diego chucked, unwrapping the rest of the gauze and tossed it onto the ground next to him. 

A second guard came in, announcing the arrival of Marina. He ordered to let her in and eyed Dolores, signalling her to keep a close watch. Dolores nodded, getting behind Diego. 

“Nice of you to come meet me Marina, it’s been a while.” He offered a smile as he went to courteously greet her with a kiss on the cheek. “I apologize for being a little sweaty, but please – let’s go into the other room, shall we?”

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She couldn't help but laugh a bit. " A little sweaty? " she teased, although she meant nothing by it. She followed his lead, her heels clicking against the floor as they entered a much less musty room. " I had always been under the impression you were supposed to wait for a match to pummel your knuckles. " she remarked, noting that his hands looked a little worse for wear.

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Minnie typed down as Marina spoke, and couldn’t help but pull sour face. Well… As long as ‘making connections’ didn’t mean being liked she would probably be fine. She’d never been good at making friends, but she definitely had connections to others. She knew a lot of people, and those in charge at least seemed to like her.

So, she could totally do two of the three things on the board, and sort of do the third. That was a good thing, right?

While she pondered this Marina mentioned the intership, and she couldn’t help the frown that crossed her face. What could would an internship be to her. Especially if it didn’t start up like… tomorrow. How long would she even be able to be a part of it (if she got in, which if she were being honest she was pretty sure she would). She probably wouldn’t come back to school next year, she would be lucky if she was going to finish it this year.

Still, Minnie just couldn’t resist herself. Maybe it was the competition, or just because she was her… Even though she might be a little busy in the upcoming weeks with her whole independent meth cooking venture (depending on how much money she’d be getting), that didn’t mean she couldn’t be interested in this intership thing. Right.

“An internship doing what?” She didn’t want to be (maybe) applying for something and get stuck in the main room. Even if that would be good for 'connections’ to get people places in the future, it would be pointless for her.

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As she finished the question, Marina shrugged. " The same thing I did during my internship- lab work, mostly. Testing. " she explained. " It's good experience if you want to go into research or manufacturing. " " I'll write my contact information down on the board- " she began, starting to do so rather swiftly. " And if you send me your resume and references within two weeks, I'll send them to the hiring department. " " Now, " she began again shortly thereafter, " The final key to success- and something undergrads seem to lack - confidence. " she mused, writing the word down in large, bolded letters. " Whether it's fake, or not- tuck your shoulders back and sit tall. Speak with conviction and clarity. "

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lawycr:

He had loved Marina, perhaps he still loved her, but the moment she had hooked up with Hamlin, it had all gone down hill. Now, Kim – she was a good girl who took care of him and knew what he liked. There was no reason to break her heart, not after all they had gone through, but there was Marina, right in front of him and he didn’t know what to do. “You should marry him.” Jimmy forced it out, regretting it the moment it left his lips.

As she stood up to leave and she heard those words leave his throat, it took every ounce of strength in her not to start crying right then and there.

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lawycr:

He couldn’t believe he was hearing this and how fucked up Hamlin was to even ask Marina to marry him. It had all been just a brief pause, just enough to where they were both able to support each other.

Jimmy didn’t answer, he just stared at her, realizing that she had said no and how much he wished he was there to see Hamlin’s reaction. The image would’ve hung nice in his office. 

“She’s different – Sometimes you can’t help these things.”

She stayed quiet for a long time. She started having bad ideas- of rushing back to Hamlin's apartment,and saying how sorry she was. How sorry she was that she couldn't get over Jimmy. Sorry that she couldn't just appreciate Hamlin for the guy he was- and he was nice. He was kind, and he was smart, and he seemed to actually love her. There weren't any games. She wasn't competing with anyone. He was hers, and she was his. It was simple.

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He is stunned, his expression turns into anger and he gets over it, letting himself become numb. He’d deal with the pain some other time, but now he had to get through this, somehow. 

“He – he what?” His lips pursed, some hand movements that meant nothing and he finally decided to cross them, knowing full well there’d be a few holes in the dry wall. 

“And what – you said yes?” He swallowed, blinking as he tried to keep a nuertreal face but it was too damn hard to do so. They had agreed, together to separate for the time being, they hadn’t agreed on fucking marrying someone else. 

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She glanced into her lap and quickly shook her head at his question. "I... I told him that I didn't want to get married until I was settled in my career. " she explained. " That... upset him. Even pissed him off a little, I think. " she added in. She glanced up at Jimmy, and the lump of guilt in her throat threatened to bring tears to her eyes. " What does she have that I don't have, Jim? " she asked, with all the honesty in the world- her voice getting weaker and weaker until she finally hit his name. A drop of regret managed to slip from her eye.

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Minnie raised her eyebrows incredulously at Marina’s response and watched her write the word down, staring at it for a moment. Well, at least it was something Minnie was fairly apt at. Lying.

Her family was full of people who always did the right thing at the expense of themselves. Her parents hardly made any money. Her brother – while a little smarter – was also so set on making the world a better place in exchange for his health. She loved her family but she never understood why. She never got it like they did. She strived for success for herself, not for others… Could she lie? Yes. Would she feel bad about it if it got her what she wanted? She didn’t think so.

Furrowing her eyebrows slightly when the red head’s eyes bore into her own, and she gave the look back. Could she live with what she was currently doing if it meant she got ahead in life, or got her what she wanted?

She asked herself that last night when Layah had spoken about the poor condition most people who bought meth from her were in, and she answered it then. Yes, she could. She really really could. She wasn’t some big time drug lord off killing people and slitting throats to make it…

Briefly she wondered if she would do something like that if someone got in the way of her making the money she needed to make.

“So, what are the other ones?” She asked tilting her head slightly.

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She turned back to the board and hastily scribbled " Make connections " in the number two slot. " Most jobs out there are part of what's called the 'hidden job market'- meaning, you have to know a guy who know's a guy to know that the job is open." she explained, reaching for her travel mug. It had " World's Best Lawyer " written on the front- how odd. " But, what's even more important is making professional connections that will help you in your career. Go to dinner with your boss. Sit in on the board meetings- but, don't be a brown-noser. Nobody likes them. " she commented, sounding a little exhausted as she added in the last few words. " And just by being here today- you've all just gotten your first professional connection, and I'm hereby telling you that the company I work for is currently looking for five or six undergrad chem students for an internship. Hint hint. "

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minheesong:

Minnie remembered recently having a discussion with biology students, how people (males) who had all been clamoring to join the biology field were now all rushing over to the chemistry field. All because biology was being less and less regarded as a respectable field of science simply because there were more and more women joining it. She remembered in high school all girls were encouraged to keep interested in science and now that they were that science was suddenly not a ‘real science’.

It really annoyed the hell out of her… Enough that a small part of her had wondered if she had gone into biology. It would probably be easier to succeed as that field got less and less populated, and chemistry got more and more… But no. She loved Chemistry too much.

So, she met Marina’s eyes with a stern look, and watched her go to the chalk board and begin writing, jotting down the same words in her laptop, and pondered what she thought was most important in becoming successful.

Being skilled. Being smart. Working hard. Minnie raised her hand again, before she spoke. “Being prepared? Not like a 'five year plan’ or something like that. But seeing possible outcomes and making sure you’re prepared for them.” That’s was her key to success anyway… Not that she was successful in anything but school.

So far.

She looked over her shoulder, simply to confirm if the voice speaking was the same one that had before. When her suspicions were gratified, she turned her entire person around to face her. " Close. It's one of them, but it's not at the top of the list-" she commented, haphazardly scribbling ' prepare for every outcome ' in the 4th spot on the list. She turned back around and looked about the room for while. Then, in a voice loud enough to address the class, she simply said; " Lie. " She turned back to the chalkboard and wrote "LIE" with several underlines. " Lie in your interviews. Lie to your co-workers. Lie until nobody has any doubt that you're as accomplished and as necessary as you say you are." She explained, continuing her figure eight-esq walk about the classroom. "They're looking for a qualification you don't have? Lie. They want somebody who's had experience in detecting wave vs. particle behavior on a quantum level- and you don't even know what that is? Lie." she explained simply. Eyes glanced back down at Minnie. " I'm sure all of you were raised to be honest- but that's just not how the world works. " " You do what you have to do to get ahead. Then, it's simply a matter of being able to live with the choices you make. "

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minheesong:

It was difficult to sit through things like this. The idea that these other kids in this class were going to have a brighter future then her, who for all intents and purposes was a lot smarter, more driven, and should be able to go on to great things. But here she was with a death sentence, listening to a woman who told them how they should go about with their futures.

She wasn’t just here to keep up the apperance of having a future though. Minnie found this sort of thing interesting, as odd as others may think that was. She wasn’t a business person, which was why she wanted to know how the inner workings of those sort of things worked.

Who knew what sort of things she was going to need to know with Layah out there selling drugs she had made. Minnie wasn’t looking to become some huge player in the drug game but… If she wanted to be successful she had to know how to run things somewhat. So, learning how to get a foot hold in buisnesses, and how to advance your position was a little important to her at the moment. For a vastly different reason then why it was important to others.

Minnie absently twirled her pen in her hand, looking up at the woman expectantly. She was surely going to share some good information that she could possibly use.

Right?

She glanced around the room before speaking once more. " Like I said before, chemistry students fresh out of grad school are a dime-a-dozen, now. " she remarked, hands folded behind her rear as she strut back and forth. " We've all... pushed you into an already over-populated field, because this is where all the money is. " Once more did her eyes land on Minnie, and they stayed there for a while. " You want the money? Then, you had better set yourself apart from everybody else in this room- because you won't even get a second look, otherwise. " she explained, words quick and firm. They seemed to have purpose, and resonated from personal experience. She began making her way to the chalkboard. " And this is how you do it- " she began, starting to write out in large, bolded letters: " 5 KEYS TO PROFESSIONAL SUCCESS " . " Can anybody guess what the first ticket is to becoming succesful? "

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Minnie believed she did quite good to look unphased by the joke about creating drugs, though it reminded her (with a bit of a jolt) that she would getting a few extra dollars of her own. More than a few extra dollars she hoped.

It was funny, because she used to really like the idea of being someones lab assistant, working her way up the ladder until she got a good enough (deemed good enough by her) job that paid well. The fact that she probably wasn’t going to live longer than a couple years at most had changed that. Funny how that happened. Now money mattered a little more to her. Now becoming successful faster, in the short time she had left was even more important.

She glanced around the room, and decided to help this woman out with her lecture – it had to be dull to give a lecture to a room where there was zero class participation. So, she raised her hand politely before speaking.

“Excuse me,” Minnie said, calling attention to herself (and ignoring the eye rolls from her fellow classmates who often dealt with her asking a few too many questions), “if that’s the case how did you get to where you are so fast.” That was why she was here, right? “I understand there are ‘exceptions’ to every rule, but it had to have been more than just… luck, perhaps. Giving a lecture about being lucky to science majors would be a fruitless venture.”

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Her head turned toward the new voice that was speaking, a few curls falling into her eyes as she did so. A grin betwixt her cheeks when Minnie finished her thought. " Right down to brass tax- I like that. " she mused, wagging a finger in Minnie's direction briefly. She turned away from the attentive student and looked around at the crowd. " I'm here to preach to you about the values of doing a co-op placement. " she explained, speaking a bit louder now that she was addressing the group. "Anecdote time, " she began, before hurriedly continuing her thought. " I used to go to the university of Arizona, and in my first year I started my co-op placement. " she explained, heels click-clacking as she strode back and forth. " Not only did I get the experience I needed and craved, but I got paid to do it, too. " she noted, eyes wandering back to Minnie in the front row. It was if she was speaking solely to her, now. " I did my placement at a little place called ' BioCorp New Mexico ' ... a company which I'm now the CEO of for the south-west division. Imagine that. " She figured, if not anything else she was preaching, that might get their attention.

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minheesong:

Like always Minnie had taken a seat in the front row of the small lecture hall. Sure, she prefered to spend her time in the lab actually doing hands on things, if she didn’t want hands on work she wouldn’t have been majoring in chemistry in the first place. But this lecture had caught her eye and not just because the one giving it was a woman in a field filled with men – although that had something to do with it.

But she’d heard of Marina Goodwin and her buisness before, so even if this was about succeeding after college Minnie didn’t think it’d be a bad lecture to attend. Even if she was completely aware that she wouldn’t have much of a future ahead of her. It didn’t help that she was completely distracted by the fact that Layah was out there selling her meth and would soon be back to tell her if it had gone well. The idea of the money from that, or the trouble, was enough to distract anyone though. Even her.

Marina had arrived to the lecture hall, and Minnie watched as the woman walked to the front of the classroom and was actually surprised how young she was. Good for her.

She couldn’t help the laugh that came out at how she started her lecture, breaking the brief silence of the class, and shook her head slightly looking around the classroom at the raised hands – some a bit more unsure than others. Minnie casually raised her own briefly before putting it back down, and fiddling with the tablet in front of her to take notes if she needed to.

At least this wasn’t going to be a boring lecture.

Her eyes followed the sea of raising hands, and it brought a chuckle to her throat. " Well, first and foremost- everybody who didn't raise their hand is a liar- " she began,grinning at the listeners before tucking a piece of curled, strawberry blonde hair behind her ear. " To those of you who did raise your hands- I hate to break it to you, but there are a lot of people in the chemistry world. " Slowly, her figure raised from a leaning posture, and her legs began to take her slowly about the room. " With your first job, you'll probably be some lab grunt- and you'll be lucky if you make anywhere near thirty grand a year. " " But- hey- there's always the nobel prize, right? Or you could always drop out and start cooking up heroine in your mom's basement for a few extra dollars. " she mused, grinning at her own joke. But it wasn't exactly a joke, in her world.

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It had been quite some time since she had last given a lecture. She was a busy woman- what with the frequent board meanings, investment planning, and her slight tendency to mass-produce illegal drugs and distribute them throughout the south west. Nobody's perfect. It was a class of about 50- she recalled from her own days of university that the numbers tended to dwindle closer to the end. She had spoken in front of far greater crowds in her lifetime- this wouldn't be difficult. Her heels clacked along freshly-waxed tiles, and she could feel the eyes of inquisitive minds on her as she made her way to the front desk, and leaned back against it. Casual was always more approachable- and greatly more comfortable. Her eyes scanned the room- it was a pretty diverse group. She recalled that her own graduate class consisted mostly of rich, white kids that didn't know the meaning of the word "humble". This could prove to be interesting. " Who here wants to make a lot of money? " was her first, and simple question. She folded her hands neatly in front of her pencil skirt as she awaited a response.

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Long Ass List of Daredevil Sentence Starters

"Scream all you want. Come on, let me hear you scream. Scream loud. Nobody gives a shit down here."

"I gotta go bribe a cop."

"But seriously, yeah, I gotta go bribe a cop."

"Please stop giving my mom cigars."

"Look, I'm not asking you to do anything immoral."

"You've never done this before?"

"Maybe we can help each other."

"All I did was ask him for a drink."

"Define yourself by what you have, value the differences, make no apologies for what you lack."

"I thought I detected a whiff of virtue in there."

"But I'm awkward and unfashionable. Those things don't seem to apply to you."

"I just don't feel like going home okay?"

"So let's hop a few bars, not think about it."

"Your outfit kind of sucks, by the way."

"You haven't told me anything about you."

"Okay, good because I was starting to worry you might be in love with me."

"I drank the eel. Not a euphemism."

"And we are now filled with mighty eel strength!"

"After what you told me, I'm never going home again."

"I know you're scared, but I'm here to help you. Okay? - You don't have to be scared anymore."

"I make a heck of a latte, if you're interested."

"Facts have no moral judgment. They merely state what is. Not what we think of them, not what we feel."

"I know how hard this must be for you."

"You have no idea how any of this is for me."

"They have to pay for what they've done."

"They won't listen."

"We'll make them listen."

"You do not want to test me."

"You think this is still about you?"

"You should have just killed me. You coward."

"This is an offer, not an order."

"I did some digging into your, uh past activities."

"A man/woman that can be bought isn't worth having."

"I said you should move on. Didn't say anything about me."

"Even though our perception of it changes, one thing remains constant. The past can never be completely erased. It lingers."

"I've been lied to before by men/women. Some were even decent ones but they still felt the need to be dishonest about things that mattered."

"Hey, that's not a reason, it's an excuse."

"He's/She's like a sexual Rain Man."

"I want you to touch my face."

"Just tell me what you feel."

"You need anything else, you know where to find me."

"You want the short answer or the long one?"

"We need to contain this."

"Lying to that woman is impossible."

"Choose a side."

"I'm the closest he/she has to family. He'd/She'd do the same for me."

"That wasn't very smart, but it was fun watching you bleed."

"Life is not a fairy tale. Not everyone deserves a happy ending."

"Animals don't stop fighting. Not until one of them is dead."

"Admittedly, I'm a work in progress."

"Let's get this started."

"You know what they call stuff like that? Gifts. The special kind. The kind that very few people have. Or deserve."

"Smart don't come out of books, kid. Smart is making the right decision at the right time."

"Big world. Not all of it flowers and sunshine, and the only way guys like you and me can survive is to grab it by the throat and never let go."

"Are you gonna lie there all night or get up off your ass?"

"What a shithole."

"This is my life and I made something of it, without you."

"Relationships are a luxury men like you and me can't afford."

"Is that why you left? Huh? To protect me?"

"You got heart kid, but heart's not enough."

"Anger is a spark, good. Rage is a wildfire, out of control, therefore useless. Just like you."

"We all pay for our choices."

"I've learned a lot since you've been gone."

"You're a dick."

"Say that you want my help."

"I want you to help yourself."

"I don't need a friend. I need a soldier."

"In war, people die. If it's not you, it's the guy next to you."

"I swear I will not kill anybody. Pussy."

"Never is a man more good looking than when he is in love."

"You do your job, I'll do mine."

"On occasion some dickery may leak out, but doesn't mean I'm wrong."

"So, how long before I do something that pisses you off?"

"You can't listen to people like that. You have to just block them out."

"Yeah, you're just a guy, right? A really, really good-looking guy."

"If you weren't half dead, I would kick your ass."

"We're gonna be the best damn avocados this city has ever seen."

"Misspelling 'Hanukkah' is a mistake. Attempted murder is a little something else."

"Well, we seldom get everything we want. Not in this world."

"You were really something back in the day. When you had a soul."

"I'm not afraid to die."

"We'll be together, that's all that matters."

"You really think that this will change anything?"

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