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Fingers fly across the keyboard in a rhythmic 'click click click' of keys as you type up a storm in the dark confines of your apartment. It was almost dreary, or would be, if not for the prominent smell of alcohol and stale pizza- your computer screen lit up with several code lines. Blueprints appeared, schematics for different rifles and their construction and materials; things you could easily obtain through more cyber illegalities. All you needed was construction prints from his company.

Oh my, my, my. It seemed there was someone attempting to hack into your system. That certainly wouldn’t do. Within moments you have men tracking her coordinates, and within twenty mimutes you have people showing up at her door. She would put up a hell of a fight, but she was still just a young girl. Within the third hour of her getting the blue prints, she would be sitting down, restrained in a comfortable chair in your office. You really hated being in your office.

"Hello, Miss Lalonde. I’m sure you know why you’re here." You say calmly, turning to look at her for the first time. How ironic. A miniature ‘femme fatal’ if you had ever seen one. "And I’m also sure you know that you won’t be going anywhere any time soon." You add, crossing your arms. "That is, unless you decide to cooperate."

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You hum, contemplating your next move before you move over and lean against the desk in front of her. “I suppose I’ll have to explain it to you, then.” You muse, drumming your fingers on the desk.

"You have managed to hack into the first part of our mainframe. And though that’s quite impressive, you had no chance at getting the schematics you were looking for. Because of your talent, I’m willing to make a compromise rather than send you out of here in much less than pristine condition." You explain, looking at her with intense icy blues. "I’m willing to offer you access to some weapons if you in turn are willing to grant me your technical services. If the guns don’t tempt you, I can always simply offer cash payments." You add, soon leaning forward to move a lock of misplaced hair away from her face gingerly. "What do you say to that?"

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"Maybe if I'd had another twenty before some gorillas didn't bust up in my apartment. Hope you plan to fix my door, by the way!" you huffed out intently. Your interest perked as he continued on though, mentioning a compromise that didn't end in you getting your ass handed to you. Physically or otherwise. You matched his stare though, magenta crossing with his fierce blue optics and not backing down. You weren't a timid girl. Access to weapons...cash payments? He was a powerful man, after all...that's why you'd started to hack into his system to begin with. Cutely biting at your lower lip, you allowed a hum to slip out before tugging at your arms in their restraints, as if demanding to be released. "Sounds like a promising offer, papi. I ain't no idiot though, bet you think you can keep your peepers on me if I'm under your hot little thumb." your head inclined, legs parting just slightly almost in invitation. "Suppose you could keep both of 'em on me if you wanted...but! Gimme another crack at your system and you got a deal. I like to push myself." ;3

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Fingers fly across the keyboard in a rhythmic 'click click click' of keys as you type up a storm in the dark confines of your apartment. It was almost dreary, or would be, if not for the prominent smell of alcohol and stale pizza- your computer screen lit up with several code lines. Blueprints appeared, schematics for different rifles and their construction and materials; things you could easily obtain through more cyber illegalities. All you needed was construction prints from his company.

Oh my, my, my. It seemed there was someone attempting to hack into your system. That certainly wouldn’t do. Within moments you have men tracking her coordinates, and within twenty mimutes you have people showing up at her door. She would put up a hell of a fight, but she was still just a young girl. Within the third hour of her getting the blue prints, she would be sitting down, restrained in a comfortable chair in your office. You really hated being in your office.

"Hello, Miss Lalonde. I’m sure you know why you’re here." You say calmly, turning to look at her for the first time. How ironic. A miniature ‘femme fatal’ if you had ever seen one. "And I’m also sure you know that you won’t be going anywhere any time soon." You add, crossing your arms. "That is, unless you decide to cooperate."

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You were casually dressed, not worried too much about the state of your clothing while you were hacking at home. You might have been more concerned about it if you'd known that men were going to be showing up busting your door down and kidnapping you. Struggling against them, he wasn't wrong in assuming she'd put up a fight; managing to punch one of the men in the eye and claw at another's face. Then you were in the chair, restrained...in his office. Staring up at him with venom in your magenta hues; licking your lips and giving him the shameless once-over with a smirk. "I don't got no idea what you're talking about, daddy-o. None at all~." you purr smoothly, crossing your legs and grinning.

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OKAY MY ROXY IS LIKE. SLIGHTLY REDONE NOW AND I ERASED ALL THE IRRELEVANT THINGS AND LEFT. cat images. guns. computers and some porn. and also sarcasm. enjoy all that. mmm. come rp with me.

#OOC #all interactions and stuff are also gonna be reset so.#you know #no pregnant ladies and stuff