It's not so dreadful here

Cora - 23 - shop owner {rp blog}

[cora-ambrose]

jasminedaahl:

“Oh my.” Galbatorix placed a hand over his chest, faking his surprise over Cora’s sudden threat towards him. Cute, how people thought something like that was going to make him back down and away. It didn’t matter who she was or who she tried to be, he had been through worse and he had done worse. “Now now, take it easy. I can’t give you a name, I’m staying true to that. However I’m sure you can use that head of yours and figure it out on your own, you’re not as good at keeping yourself secret as you thought. Don’t go leaving your information with just about anyone, it’s not safe.” He cleared his throat, feeling a slight annoyance by the time being wasted on such nonsense. “I see you don’t really know how to deal with a threat, do you? I’ll show you how it’s done.” Galbatorix glanced up at her, his face stern. “How about I remind you that I do in fact have quite the contact with one of your friends. He has been working for me since about last week now and I can assure you that if I disappear my men will make sure he disappears just as fast. They will feed every little piece of him to this city’s stray dogs and after that they’ll come for every other thing you hold so dearly. But then again…” he let out a dreary sigh, shaking his head slowly as he took a step away from Cora. “Even if I wasn’t to disappear I wouldn’t have much use for him unless he can fill his part of the contract. So perhaps I should rephrase myself: Oliver is in the need of that power of yours and you would be wise to lend it to him. We don’t want any nasty accidents to happen, now do we? I wouldn’t want to deliver such news to poor Belle.”

Cora's weak attempt at intimidating the man did nothing, she should have expected that but didn't. She was Cora for so long that the headstrong trait that she had as Persephone, all but disappeared. When he threatened, and cit came out as an actual threat, Cora fell silent. What could she possibly say or do now? He wouldn't name the person, and a very horrible feeling began to form in the back of her mind, that small 'what if' thought entered her head and refused her to think about anything else but that. What if? She had only ever told two people about who she was, and apart from them and the society no one else knew. Cora slowly looked up at his face and tried to read for any sign of lying, but whether it was because she was scared and not able to focus or otherwise, she couldn't really detect any lie to his words. Her brain immediately clicked onto a face and name before he said who this person was. Oliver. Of course it was him, who else? Cora knew Oliver would never relive a secret, especially like this, but nothing else seemed to fit but that, business deals, him knowing her secret it was all staring to make sense now. She knew not to believe this man's words, but her previous realisation drained any sensible ideas and once he said Belle's name, her brain shut off. Cora didn't want to make Oliver's mistake even bigger than it was, and refusing him tight now seemed it would make matters worse. "I don't have much power in this world," she said meekly, and that wasn't a lie, not a complete one anyway. "Leave my friends out of this, and I'll help you." It pained her to say those words, but right now, she just her friends to be safe.

[cora-ambrose]

jasminedaahl:

While Cora started to react to his words, Galbatorix didn’t move a muscle. Her words were empty and he was in no means of hurrying out of the shop, at least not without his prize. He had come here for a reason and her sudden tauntrum wasn’t enough to put him on edge. Instead he let out a scoff, staying right on the same spot as his mouth made itself ready to speak again, words falling off his tongue smoother and lighter than water. “Now now, don’t be so quick at shutting me down, we were starting off so well. My source is my own, I can’t give you any names but it seems my reason to trust them paid off.” He tipped his weight a bit, scanning the female. “I have never been in contact with gods before, they weren’t that common in my home. The people didn’t believe in high forces, nonesense most of it. So, I’m not too well informed about what a god actually is, but I have come to understand you do possess quite a lot of power, don’t you? I need that power, you see. Normal energy didn’t cut it last time, it didn’t get me very far – thankfully enough.” He looked up again, facing Cora’s panic ridden stare. “You’d be wise to listen, I’m not that fond of the word ‘no’.” He had known this was going to happen, he always came prepared for the worst and surely he had a back up plan in store.

“I demand that you tell me their name,” Cora said, her voice raised slightly as she started at him. Cora could count on one hand, the people who knew who she really is, and she wouldn’t even need the whole hand, just three fingers. Unless there was someone at the Society who spilled information to him, hearing the name of either of the either two people left, would break her. Listening to him, Cora had a thought, since he thoughts gods were nonsense, maybe she could use that to scare him into leaving her alone, Cora herself wasn’t a scary person, but she could try and play his ignorance of gods to her advantage. “No, you best listen,” she said swallowing her initial fear and stepping forward, “I don’t know what you’re doing, nor do I care. If you don’t tell me a name and leave immediately, I will make sure you end up far far away, to hell in fact. You’ll never see the light of day again.” 

[cora-ambrose]

jasminedaahl:

Galbatorix felt a slight delight cover his chest, knowing Cora was pulling this conversation along just fine. Her question back at him was just the thing needed for him to move it onto the more serious parts. She was more relaxed now than before, but he had a feeling it wasn’t to last very long. He left her first answer for later, knowing it would twist in together with his reply. “I’m a investor, as they’re called. I seek out opportunities, mostly people with bright ideas who can hold a stance with me and the money I’m willing to spend on their ideas. Which would of course explain the main reason I barged into your friend’s home last month. Terribly sorry about that, I really hope I didn’t ruin anything for you.” He placed a hand over his chest, pulling a smile. “I can only assume you two are only friends, correct me if I’m wrong. Though last time I checked you both seemed busy with other people, isn’t that right, Persephone?” He raised an eyebrow, leaving just enough time for Cora to react to her name. “Now, before you throw a fit – I won’t tell anyone, but I have to say I’m curious as to why you hide your identity behind a fake persona? Is that the Society’s doing as well? Either way I’m here to invest in you, too, if I’m allowed to propose a deal.”

Cora nodding along, that made more sense now. She relaxed more and propping her elbows on the bench top, she leaned back crossing her feet. While she didn’t put her complete trust in him, as he was still a stranger, she didn’t sense any danger about him so she allowed herself to relax slightly. When he first interrupted their meal Cora thought Oliver was in trouble but now that the man explained who he was, it made a lot of sense. “Oh no, you didn’t ruin much. But it makes sense why you showed up, Oliver does have a lot of bright ideas.” Cora prepared to answer him, but when he said her name, her arms slipped making her lose balance and nearly collided with the nearby chairs. Her previous relaxed state completely shattered in front of her and fear took its place. “Who told you?” she asked voice barely above a whisper. Alarm bells rang inside her head as she shrunk back, how did he know know? She had been so careful! She was frozen to her spot to do anything, it took her a minute to hear and register what he had to say. Shaking her head fiercely she took a step back, away from him, she didn’t feel safe, not even in her own shop. “I’m not going to tell you anything! You should go now,” she said trying to sound courageous, but her stomach was still in knots. “I don’t want your deals or investment! Go. Now.”

[cora-ambrose]

jasminedaahl:

Cora’s response made him laugh shortly and slowly shake his head at her. The thought of having him work for anyone was ludicrous. “No, not at all. I wouldn’t associate myself with those people even if my life depended on it. It’s more of a personal question, only between you and me.” The answer to it would change the way he approched the girl from this point and forward. If she wasn’t fond of the people running it his arguments wouldn’t have to be too pushy and he could keep to his lighter weapon, however if she was with them this conversation could end up harder than it had to be. He still had the upper hand, that’s for sure but the less he could drag the better. “I am merely a man of business and I’m curious of where you stand.”

For some reason Cora liked his answer, she let her drop to her sides and nodded at his response, probably because she felt the same way, she wouldn't want to be associated with those people either. "Well my view is similar to yours, I don't trust them much, if at all to be honest," she shrugged. "I don't know quite understand what you mean about my situation, but they do leave me alone which I like, so I suppose not, another way might mean they'd be more involved in my life or others, which I could do with out." She gave him another shrug, unsure if what she said was enough for him or not, but that was her stance on things and any more questions would most likely result in the same answer. "And what is the business that you do?" she questioned, if he could ask her things, surely she can too.

[abedroomdweller]

As something seemed to click with Cora he nodded as a response. At least she remembered him, sure would save him some time. They hadn’t spoken much and he had left not too long after they had introduced themselves to one another, Oliver had been quick to throw him out at the time. The girl was alone at least, which sure would make things easier. She seemed a bit gullible too, almost too sweet and too trusting. That was never good traits to have. “Ah well that’s good, I won’t be taking up too much of your time though”, he replied as he started to follow Cora inside. “Not as much talk as to give you an offer. Can I ask you about how you view the Society as a whole? Are you fond of the way they are taking care of your current situation here in Quebec, or do you wish it could all be done in another way?”

[cora-ambrose]

An offer? Cora was a bit surprised at that, she hardly knew the guy, what could he offer her? It couldn’t be a business offer surely, he didn’t strike her as a plant loving person. Turning around to face him, she listened to what he had to say. People generally say first impressions last forever, but the more he began to talk the more Cora found herself second guessing those first impressions she had of him. He came off like a charming person, kind and friendly, but the questions he asked her, told a different story. She hardly knew him, didn’t even remember his name, and yet here he was asking such intrusive questions about her life, it was quite surprising and she was a little taken back by them. Her arms crossed instinctively, as she tried to think of a proper response, she didn’t want to come off as rude. “May I ask why you ask these questions? Do you work for the Society?”

[abedroomdweller]

It didn’t take long for a voice to reach him and he stayed in his spot until a familiar woman stepped into sight. Hopefully this wouldn’t take too much time and hopefully he would be successful upon that. “Ah well hello, I’m not sure if you remember me, Geovanni. We met about two months ago, a little less but about that.” He took a step closer, giving her a quick smile. “Are you alone? Do you have time for a quick talk?”

[cora-ambrose]

Cora stared at the man while he talked, his face was quite familiar, it wasn’t until he said he name and where they had met before, that Cora registered his face. “Ah yes! In Oliver’s apartment, I remember,” she said nodding once the memory clicked into place, it was a while back and she couldn’t remember everything about that night, apart from that it was rather strange. “Sure, I have time, and yes business is slow right now, so it’s just me. Come in please,” she replied and moved in and gestured for the man to come inside. She had no idea what he wanted to talk about, but hey it was company and he seemed nice enough. “What was it you wanted to talk about?”

[abedroomdweller]

Looking over at the smaller flower shop in front of him made him pull a hand through his hair and stare up and down the street. There weren’t a lot of people out at this hours and surely the shop couldn’t have that many costumers yet either. This was a better shot than trying to confront the girl, Cora, at home. Or well, “Cora” as the information had reached him. Not too long after his visit at Oliver’s he had found himself to be slightly interested in the girl inside his apartment. Thankfully he still had some of his minions from before with him, standing steady by his side and to his surprise it hadn’t taken long until someone gave him the information that Cora might not be what she seems. The minion had heard a conversation between her and some Society member during New Years, claiming she was some sort of goddess. It had sounded silly to him until he had decided to dig further on this mythological person called Persephone. She seemed to possess powers and even if he wasn’t too familiar with gods he sure understood that they were far beyond humans, making him wonder in case he could use her for his own gain. Oliver had felt protective of her, that’s for sure so if he wanted to get to know about Persephone what other choice did he have besides talking to her? Magic was the main key to everything, so how much did a godess possess? Galbatorix hurried to put on a charming smile as he opened the door to the shop, turning his head around to scan the place. Now, where were the owner? “Hello, someone here?”

[cora-ambrose]

Cora looked around her shop and sighed to herself, business was slow as usual. It bothered her sometimes, like right now, as much a she liked the quietness of the place she also preferred customers, but sometimes, also like right now, she let it slide, she was feeling a tad lazy too. She didn't need to stress about her shop, because no matter how many slow days there were, she always seemed to get by which was great. She stared at the door for a little while longer and sighed loudly while she got up, it was no use, she had powers but they couldn't make people come. "It's a weekday anyway," she told herself, "People would be busy, working, like you should be." Which wasn't far from the truth, even though there weren't any people in shop, she still had work. Putting her business online was a great thing, people much preferred that method than face to face, she didn't understand why, but she wasn't complaining, as long they bought her flowers she really didn't care how they chose. Going round the back to the greenhouse, she began watering the plants and marked off the flowers that needed picking. It wasn't hard work, but time did  go by quick. It was when someone called out from inside the shop, she got up quickly and rushed out to greet them. "Here, I'm here, I do apologise, I was just out the back, but hello and welcome, how can I help you?" She spoke quickly, wiping the dirt off her hands as she did.

[oliver-petonson]

Welcome Back || G&O&C

[abedroomdweller]

Of course he didn’t accept the files right away, Galbatorix hadn’t expected that much and yet it didn’t bother him. He knew it was impossible for him to straight out use the arguments his head had been plotting up for this moment, but as long as he got Oliver slightly on his side he could pull them later. Right now he had to make sure the guy accepted the map and that he didn’t report him straight to the Society. “Ah, but you don’t have to read it right away. I’m not saying that you have to accept it either, all I’m asking is for you to look it through — takes about five minutes at the most. If you don’t agree with it or like it, simply hand it back or throw it away.” However, he still had something he could play in this room. Galbatorix turned his attention to the female who was waiting in silence on the other end, at least she was polite enough not to get in between. “Who’s your friend, by the way?” If he managed to pull the girl into the conversation it would give him a small advantage. “I don’t recall ever seeing you before, what a shame. I’m Geovanni Brix, and you?” Before Oliver had a chance to interrupt in any way Galbatorix simply put the map in his hands and started to walk closer to the female, his eyes glancing over at the plates by the table. He still wasn’t sure whenever they were friends, or if they were something more and neither did he care. But neitherless, if the girl was important she could become an easy card to play later. 

[oliver-petonson]

Oliver almost rolled his eyes at the man’s stupid answer, feeling a stronger urge than before to kick him out of the door with force. It was not as if he hadn’t done something similar before; just pushing instead of kicking. Though, as he opened his mouth again – ready to answer – Galbatorix suddenly switched his attention over at Cora. Not before long the files got forced into his hands and Oliver grabbed them quickly to make sure the papers didn’t slip and covered his floor with more useless material besides dust. Crap, Galbatorix was not allowed to put his teeth into Cora, not even for a short conversation or even a glance. “I’m sure she will have much use of that information… Geovanni.” His head was working in full speed as he tried to come up with a reason or excuse that would sound important enough to have the man turn around and walk out of this place on his own. Though, how did he do that without drawing Cora’s attention to the problem? Should he simply wait and see what Galbatorix hoped to gain out of this visit and his sudden introduction? Sure Cora couldn’t be that interesting to someone like him? Perhaps if they had actually met at some point, but not as a stranger. Oliver just didn’t by his friendly, shallow mask – there had to be something else to it. “You know, the faster you leave the faster I can wrap everything up and read your files.” Or at least throw them in the trash, he thought to himself. At a time like this he was happy he didn’t have to play too interested with the man or his company. One of few times he could bless his dry personality.

[cora-ambrose]

Cora was alone at the table for quite a while, unsure of what was taking Oliver so long to get back, was it just a neighbour? Or maybe it was a colleague he works with, and would it be considered ruse if she walked up to them? Probably, but Oliver and her were finally starting to drift into the usual nonsense they talked about, and she was slightly worried that this person at the door, might change his mood, they were talking in hushed tones. She picked at her food for a little longer before she felt boredom starting to hit her, taking the napkin off of her and placing it aside she got up and headed for the door. Maybe if they realised Oliver had guests, they would consider leaving quicker, she did feel slightly bad about it, but it was for the best. It took a while for Oliver’s visitor to notice her, he was a giant of man, bulky and seemed strong but instead of the expected huffs, when he spoke it was quite pleasant. Cora walked up further with a small smile on her face and greeted him, “Well, Oliver likes to keep work and friends separate, so I haven’t seen you around either. I’m Cora, nice to meet you. Are you Oliver’s colleague?” she asked judging by the papers the man just handed Oliver. But when Oliver spoke, Cora was slightly confused at the hostility of tone, did they not get along? “Was I interrupting something?”

[captiveelena]

“Nothing has ever tasted this good. Mmm.”

[cora-ambrose]

Pizza is amazing food, I’ll agree to that.

[oliver-petonson]

Of course I like to lay awake at night wondering how perfect I’d be as a female. I’m very happy being a male with less iron in the fire. What if you turn into a gene next? With this on top of it you’d be unstoppable. 

[cora-ambrose]

Though you look different, you have not changed at all, wow. I’m thankful for that, but I also want to hit you, I’m very conflicted right now. I don’t want to be unstoppable, that would be more suitable for you, to be honest. Go and do crazy stuff, you can now.

[belle-leclair]

At least you work alone, you can always just tell them Cora is sick and you’re filling in. It’s worse when you’re stuck in an office space. You can’t just walk in and be all “sup gonna be doing Belle’s job this week pals!” Yes, I said I was her cousin from France, very easy. Let’s just say that if you’d made a list of manly men you’d have to cross your fingers and hope he’d find a way to cheat his way onto that list. He’s got bigger boobs than both of us though, not fair. No one is going to know it’s you anyway, we could prank someone! Well thank you, I wish I could use my new charm some more though just to see if I could do it. If it makes you feel better I thought someone had broken into my apartment when I walked past a mirror. I’m pretty sure most guys wish the same, women got more things to tinker with besides that thing between their legs. No, if someone asks or needs your name it’d be weird — I picked Ben, it was easy and close. How about Connor for you?

[cora-ambrose]

Yeah I could, I really am glad I work alone now, I thought of getting more people, but no, after this I’ll stick to just me. Oh wow, that does sound bad, but glad it was easy. Oh my, I don’t want to know about his boobs, it’s such a weird picture. I’m literally just picturing Oliver’s face on a woman’s body, this is too strange for me. You prank someone, I’ll just watch or something. It’s funny because you can get away with anything. Ha, well I pretty much thought the same so we’re both in the same boat. That’s true, we are more complicate. Ben is nice, and yeah Connor is good, thanks, I now have a name, this is progress.

[robert-locksley-deactivated2015]

Good. I’m tired of walking down the street and guys whistling or something. Are guys really that much like pigs?

[cora-ambrose]

Don’t worry, as woman, ignore the current body, getting whistled at is not something we enjoy, and yes men are like pigs.

[robert-locksley-deactivated2015]

And now it has. Enjoy the freedom of it.

[cora-ambrose]

Not sure about the freedom, but I will enjoy the confusion of it.

[robert-locksley-deactivated2015]

First person to make a comment about my butt is going to get a good punch to the face.

[cora-ambrose]

I wasn’t going to...

[oliver-petonson]

Why the hell would you even want to know what you’d look like as the opposite gender? I swear if this is you cursing us with a wish I’m not talking to you again. 

[cora-ambrose]

Oh come on, you can’t tell me you have never thought about what it would be like. No, no, I would never, plus I don’t have that much power, I can control plants not humans.

[belle-leclair]

It’s a nice change from the ordinary life and I get some days off work. I had such a hard time explaining why there was a male voice turning me in sick before. I didn’t think that was possible either but everything he says and does now just makes more sense. We have to do something together, just go crash Quebec or something! Aw, bless you and your plushie face. I’ll probably turn around at some point and forget it’s you and wonder why a stranger is staring or talking to me. You should laugh, I have so many questions about the male body though. Just wow. Have you picked a male name yet?

[cora-ambrose]

That is good! I haven’t even thought about that, what are people going to say to man, this strange man in the shop and not me? Oh no! It would be hard to explain that, but since you do have days off, I’m guessing they believed whatever you said. It does, how? I’m not crashing anything! I can do that, I’m still me, even if I have the body of a man. But just look at your face, you look so handsome! To be honest, I would probably do the same, looking in the mirror this morning was such a shock. Me too! I don’t even know where to begin, I wish this change came with instructions or something. Have not, I didn’t think you have too, but I guess I can’t exactly keep calling myself Cora. I’m guessing you picked a name for yourself?

[belle-leclair]

It’s me alright. I’m not complaining at all, I’m amazing. Sadly enough my girlfriend keeps telling me I’m not. Cora darn, just look at you — you’re like plushies and other soft pillows. I shouldn’t be so excited over these changes. Ah, you’re lucky then. I still chuckle at all the guys that now has to figure out how to put on a bra. 

[cora-ambrose]

Well, I’m glad at least you are enjoying this, be excited, it’s nice that someone likes it. Girlfriend? Oh no, Oliver! This is so very strange, I’m not sure if I should laugh or hide, but I have to see him, him as a girl I can never picture. Well, don’t listen to her, you do look amazing. Thank you, glad you like this me, I’ll get used to it I suppose. Oh yeah, that would be so strange for them! Thinking about that does make me want to laugh.