( Eleanor Morris ; closed starter )
𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. The stares she received and the whispers she overheard about her were nothing new and were quickly brushed off by the reporter, her eyes set on only one thing: finishing her story and gathering as much information on Dutch and his group of criminals.
She heard tell that Freya’s brother was a ranger, a respected profession, which garnered her interest. If he was to know something, asking the close relative wasn’t going to hurt. If anything, she could walk the other way and search for another lead.
Her hands clutched the notepad to her jacket, the rings that lined the top dug into the palm of her hand, her pen pressed against her index and middle as a constant reminder. Her voice was light, trying to sound as kind-hearted and open as possible, her body language mirroring. She made sure she didn’t have any closed body language on display. Hands in front of her, a smile upon her lips, and everything she thought she would need for a lukewarm first impression, recounting everything she’s been taught over the years. Despite this, there were unfortunate instances where this all fell flat and the other person wasn’t quite as talkative and came off as hostile at the sight of a reporter. Perhaps, Freya won't be that way. She hoped.
❝ Miss Nyland, ❞ she addressed her, trying to get her attention as she spotted her walking along one of the roads in town. ❝ Your brother is a ranger, correct? I was wondering if you knew anything about the Blackwater Massacre? Anything you can spare on Dutch Van der Linde? ❞
Even though she’s done this for three and a half years, she considered this the toughest part of her job. Getting a person to speak was a challenge in itself. If no one was willing to talk, then her story couldn’t be written, plain, and simple. Be true of your intentions, be as friendly and open as possible, don’t be forceful and vigorous. Everything her boss and teacher detailed to her ran through her brain. Writing down questions and the official article was the easiest part of her job, as questions and fully structured sentences always swarmed around in her mind. As a result, a full report was already being conducted in her notes. The entry paragraph, the hook, the transition into the first piece of information were written in sloppy handwriting along a page of her notepad. This was more of a passion project for her than a job to take on.
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