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Persuasive is the new black | Rick & Poison
She may have said no bullshit, but she didn’t say anything about sass… “Because if you really have been keeping a close eye on me, you know what I can do… and you can’t get information out of a dead person.” Rick replies, adding in one final thing, “Also, you can take into account that you could probably do a lot more to me alive than dead.”
"Well, I’m sorry I can’t dedicate all my time to you. I really wish I could." She rolled her eyes, already thinking he ain’t worth this. "Look, you answer me and if I find you useful, I’ll let you live. If you don’t answer me or I find your abilities to not be as significant, I’ll kill you. Because if you’re not with me, you are against me, I don’t believe in that neutrality shit. Do I make myself clear?"
He sighs, “I can make things appear from pictures.” Rick tells her. He wasn’t one to hide his ability from those who knew about powers, but the fact she was threatening him wasn’t exactly helping her case. “Just to know, do you usually kidnap and tell people you’re going to kill them when you’re trying to recruit, or am I just special?”
She raised her brows. Could be useful if there wasn't anyone else around. She took a deep breath a bit on her lip, then looked away a bit and let go off him. "You're just special." She offered him a sarcastic smile and stood up, waving her hand to change her clothes into something she could use to blend in with the crowd. "Although, you must know. Fear is an effective tool. Much more useful than any offer of payment. Which brings me to my next point. If you agree to work for me, you of course get payed--" She smirked and looked back at him. "However you desire."
[MSG]:Did you have fun with you-know-who last night?
[ Cheekbones ] : Voldemort? Yeah, he was a blast.[ Cheekbones ] : How do you know I was with someone?[ Cheekbones ] : Are you stalking me?
[ Fire this one already ] : Breaking the Maya code is a good one. [ Fire this one already ] : Although they fail to mention anything about how true their mythology is. [ Fire this one already ] : Come when I’m all alone then.
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] I'll see what I find then
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] Oh, really?
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] You think it's a good idea to not set boundaries this time? Well then...
[ Fire this one already ] : Like you don't fantasize about me every night.
"Change it Up"
8. Siblings
“—Says the guy who still lives with his mother. By the way I think she only asked you for dinner, I’m obviously invisible.”
"It’s a nickname of affection."
"I will need about two days to be able to get you in there without any fuss that’d go on your record. They find out you’re my brother, I’m fucked. When you get in there, you need to get in touch with Connors and try to befriend him. Emphasize on try."
"Yeah, whatever…"
"Alright— need me to get a whole other identity then? I have someone who can fix me up with one in no time… I see— Does trying to get his attention negatively fall under your definition of 'trying'?”
"Yes, a new identity. If you prefer, I can conjure up a spell to change your appearance, but I don't think that's necessary. I have a friend in there, his a guard, his name is Adam Novak. If anything goes wrong, you go find him, he'll get you out."
"He's insane, darling. Don't try anything funny, he'll tear you apart. Don't mention Spider-man to him, unless you manage to say he's supposedly your enemy before he rips your throat. I don't have much info on him, but...I think you'll recognize him pretty quickly."
[MSG]:Did you have fun with you-know-who last night?
[ Cheekbones ] : Voldemort? Yeah, he was a blast.[ Cheekbones ] : How do you know I was with someone?[ Cheekbones ] : Are you stalking me?
[ Fire this one already ] : Technically, you need to read a history book. [ Fire this one already ] : I know you peeked. [ Fire this one already ] : Knock next time, I might let you join.
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] Point me at a specific one and I will
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] You’d like that wouldn’t you.
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] I’m not good with sharing, so nah, don’t think so, I’ll passs.
[ Fire this one already ] : Breaking the Maya code is a good one. [ Fire this one already ] : Although they fail to mention anything about how true their mythology is. [ Fire this one already ] : Come when I'm all alone then.
poisonousbitch started following you
"Don’t take it personally. I was never really a great student.” [ That was true. School was the last of her problems at the time. ] "I think I would’ve liked you as my teacher. though.”
"Well, I mean you passed your exams right?” He asked as they spoke about the past briefly. “I’d of liked you as well, if you did what you were told.”
[ She looked at the floor for a moment. ] "No." [ She answered with a little pause. ] "I dropped out of highschool, when I was about seventeen. " [ She looked up at Lee with a little smile on her face, cheeks slightly tinted red. ] "I was never like that, professor. Always the loud, fun one."
Persuasive is the new black | Rick & Poison
"Did you ever think maybe that’s how I want it?" Rick asks as he lays on the bed, not trying to get up yet. Despite her hand on him, which he could feel holding him down enough that trying to fight it would be impossible, his head was hurting enough that moving would only end in him falling. He knew his only way of surviving was playing her game long enough to satisfy her.
"Why exactly are you so curious about me?" He looked to her, trying not to show any emotions, because showing sarcasm and joy over being an annoying ass would probably get him killed.
"I know you want it that way. It’s just that I don’t." She waved her hand so the curtains opened up, letting a little bit more light into the room and then looked back at him, fingers tracing the collar of the shirt, eyes following them. “I’m curious about everyone. Curriosity killed the cat, but not the snake, you know. If a perticular subject of my interest has gifts, abilities or resources that would catch my fancy, I’m usually much kinder than when they’re just a useless piece of meat. So, I’d say you’re lucky.”
"Now, speak. No bullshit. No stuttering. Why should I continue thinking you’re worth keeping alive?"
She may have said no bullshit, but she didn’t say anything about sass… “Because if you really have been keeping a close eye on me, you know what I can do… and you can’t get information out of a dead person.” Rick replies, adding in one final thing, “Also, you can take into account that you could probably do a lot more to me alive than dead.”
"Well, I'm sorry I can't dedicate all my time to you. I really wish I could." She rolled her eyes, already thinking he ain't worth this. "Look, you answer me and if I find you useful, I'll let you live. If you don't answer me or I find your abilities to not be as significant, I'll kill you. Because if you're not with me, you are against me, I don't believe in that neutrality shit. Do I make myself clear?"
"Change it Up"
8. Siblings
“—Says the guy who still lives with his mother. By the way I think she only asked you for dinner, I’m obviously invisible.”
"Is mamma’s boy calling his own mother a bitch?"
"Can we talk about my you know, death, now?”
"— Her own blood does so too, so what’s the problem…"
"And yes, please, do elaborate on the matter."
"It's a nickname of affection."
"I will need about two days to be able to get you in there without any fuss that'd go on your record. They find out you're my brother, I'm fucked. When you get in there, you need to get in touch with Connors and try to befriend him. Emphasize on try."
[MSG]:Did you have fun with you-know-who last night?
[ Cheekbones ] : Voldemort? Yeah, he was a blast.[ Cheekbones ] : How do you know I was with someone?[ Cheekbones ] : Are you stalking me?
[ Cheekbones ] : You’re saying that like I’m from the stone age. [ Cheekbones ] : Looking through my windows is not patrolling. [ Change contact name to: { Fire this one already }? Yes. ] [ Fire this one already ] : Creep.
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] Well aren't you technically?
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] Oh, please, I did not look through your windows.
[ text to: Bo$$/Mistress ] Whatever >.>
[ Fire this one already ] : Technically, you need to read a history book. [ Fire this one already ] : I know you peeked. [ Fire this one already ] : Knock next time, I might let you join.
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"I totally am!"
“Sure. How about a drink, eh?”
"Sounds like a good idea to me. I need something fruity and alcoholic, asap."
"You got your mind right, darling. Where to?"
| Do not provoke |
"There certainly are." She agreed, nodding and smiling crazily. "But it’s the most fun one. After you had your fair share of hurting them of course, it’s the only humane thing to let them die.”
"If I had left him to live after what I’ve done to him, he wouldn’t be able to walk or speak ever again. If not worse." She placed a hand over her chest, as if she was concerned to think worse, clearly exaggurating every word. Then she laughed and grinned at the woman, spinning around to go and get her knife, wiping the blood with her fingers.
"Are you going to call the police?" [ Doubtfully. By the way she carries herself, she’d be the type that fights crime or causes it, not reports it. ] "Because I’d love some more toys to play with and you’re too pretty to bruise."
"Not really my thing to actually call for help, lady," A little chuckle erupted from Samantha’s throat. Clearly, this woman needed some kind of outlet for her needs. Glancing behind her, she moved closer to the other,
"As much as I love drawing blood and all, I don’t think you wanna get caught. Do yourself a favor and take your killings elsewhere and on…people with ulterior motives,” And by motives, she meant bad people…right? Hopefully this other woman got the idea.
"Caught?" She repeated, a frown covering her features. "No, I don't get caught. You must be really something special to keep me in place for long enough to handcuff me. And I can assure you a bunch of street cops, can't." She told.
"Look, I'll do whatever I want. If you're some neighbourhood hero, I'm sorry I picked your street, but there ain't much you can do about it, sweetheart. I'll leave in a few days, if it makes you feel better."
"Well, I was told I’m unpredictable. And honestly, we’re not so different. We both think we’re too old for shit.” She grinned, seeing his face again. "Sorry to disappoint, but I did. What can I say, I’m a sucker for men in tights.”
"Lucky me huh? My old buddy loves a man in tights, and I’m constantly in them. Coincidence? I think not.” Peter laughed and then he moved a little bit closer with a slight smile on his face. "I don’t mean to be pushy, but I believe I was promised a welcome back kiss.”
"Oh, really?" She repeated, tilting her head, looking into his lips, rather than his eyes. "That's strange, cause I believe I was promised a welcome back kiss." She finally lifted her gaze up and teasingly raised her eyebrows.
poisonousbitch started following you
"A teacher, huh?" [ She bit on her lower lip, trying to decide if it’s alright if she sits down. ] "Man, I hated them." [ She chuckled and decided to sit opposite of him, the pill bottle still tightly in her hands.]
The man kind of chuckled when the woman spoke about teachers and then he looked at her with a grin. “Well thanks.”
"Don't take it personally. I was never really a great student." [ That was true. School was the last of her problems at the time. ] "I think I would've liked you as my teacher. though."
Spending a few months alone, she forgot that people don’t like her real personality very much. It was time to get a new one. She rushed up to him and gently tapped his upper arm, trying not to piss him off more. What cought her interest was the last part. A hero, huh. "I’m sorry." Her voice sounded like she really regretted those words. "I’ve had a really bad day, I shouldn’t have fired at them nor say those things. I’m really sorry. Would you apologize to them in my name? I doubt they wanna see me and I doubt you want to either, but thanks for telling me they won’t hurt anyone." She smiled, a more of a weak, ashamed smile, but a smile that was kind, nice and warm.
Peter shook his head “Don’t apologize. Just—” He paused “Don’t be so quick to judge. You’d be surprised the kind of people that aren’t so bad once you actually get to know them.” But, he nodded agreeing to apologize for her. Truthfully, Rocket wasn’t as forgiving and if he saw her right now he’d probably just shoot her before she got a word out. “People make mistakes. I know I have. My name’s Peter by the way.” Offering a smile he added “I think I missed your name. Can’t exactly apologize in your name if I don’t know it.”
She nodded, her gaze falling to the ground and her fingers scratching the back of her neck. The snake's eyes then glanced back up when he asked her name. "Nice to meet you. I'm Lily." She told smiling back and offered a hand, her purse almost falling off her arm, but she caught it in time. "Uhm, do you need to get back to them? I'd understand, but if you've got time for a little drink as a peace offering, maybe?" She asked, making a kind of a puppy dog face. "I'd invite your friends to apologize to all three of you, but I get the feeling they'd decline. And it's better to keep them from drunken men in some bar, who'd be even quicker to judge than I was."
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