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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 21:48:51 GMT
Briar sat in Logan's study.
He'd been gone the last few days, only leaving Briar to tend to the house and Jenny herself.
She looked in many books, writing down information every once in a while.
After the talk with Daniella, she decided to do some research before turning over to Alexander.
She whimpered and layed her head on the table, "This is useless."
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 21:54:42 GMT
"I'd say. There's nothing in any book that has infomation on that heirloom." I say sitting down next to her.
I take her notes and look over them. "Completely useless..." I say to her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 21:58:01 GMT
Briar jumped slightly then sighed, "It was worth a shot," She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:02:57 GMT
"So, why do you want to bring Rubalyn back?" I ask with a smirk.
"To me, she seemed to have ruined your life. Your husband loves her more than you, their daughter hates you, and her own father is out to kill you..." I say trying to break her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:09:26 GMT
"She's the only one I have," Briar whispered, refusing to let him get to her.
She's my friend, not my enemy, She kept repeating in her head.
"If you want to kill me, why haven't you yet Alexander?" She asked, slightly louder but not to a regular voice.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:11:18 GMT
"Some friend. I heard that she almost said something at your wedding..." I say standing up and walking around behind her.
"Because you're too messed up. You have nothing to live for..." I say in a whisper into her ear.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:17:20 GMT
"You're wrong," Briar said in a slightly shaky voice, "I have my kids."
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:18:48 GMT
"What Jenny hates you, and the ones in there? Might be exactly like Logan, and love Rubalyn more..." I say now, wrapping my arms around her.
"But I'll make you a deal, since you love Rubalyn so much."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:21:18 GMT
Briar flinched when he wrapped his arms and about slapped them off her but resisted, "W-what?"
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:24:26 GMT
"I don't know... make me an offer..." I say to her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:27:51 GMT
"I don't know what you want," Briar growled, suddenly getting angry for some reason.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:31:06 GMT
I laugh coldly. "Briar my dear... I want you.
With this, I pick her up and toss her on her backside onto the table, as I climb on top of her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:37:12 GMT
Briar gasped as she hit the table and looked up at him with pure fear.
She opened her mouth to say something but nothing would come out.
You're weak, pathetic Briar.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:40:24 GMT
I smirk. "So, are you willing to do this for a girl that has taken everything from you? Pathetic, that she's the only person you have..." I say still with a hold on her wrists.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:42:51 GMT
"Why are you such an asshole?" Briar growled, finally getting rid of her fear. It being replaced with anger and disgust.
This was one thing she refused to do.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:48:53 GMT
"Because..." I say simply, not wanting to explain.
"Fine then a make out session...deal?" I say to her, not budging on it that one bit.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:53:20 GMT
"Not on your life," Briar said in a calm voice, jerking at her wrists in a desperate attempt to get them out of his grasp.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 5, 2007 22:55:11 GMT
I get off of her, and start walking towards the door.
"Then no information...no Shelby." I say coldly.
[[I'll be back at 7ish.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 5, 2007 22:58:32 GMT
"Then fucking kill me and get it over with," Briar said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks. "Atleast I'll be with her."
{{Kayy}}
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 6, 2007 2:24:34 GMT
"Nope I'd rather you suffer..." I say turning around, and walking up to her, about a couple inches away from her. Just looking down with a smirk.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 6, 2007 2:28:30 GMT
"Why are you doing this?" Briar whispered, looking down.
She'd given up, broken down.
Suck it up Holmes!
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 6, 2007 2:31:12 GMT
"Because... I want something out of this." I say coldly, as I put my hands on her arms slightly.
"If you want the information, you'll have to." I say leaning down to look her right in the eye.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 6, 2007 2:35:46 GMT
"But why that?" Briar asked in a whisper as she furiously wiped her tears away. "Why that of all things? Or the other option you gave me?" Her normally bright blue eyes were dark, empty almost as she said this.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 6, 2007 2:41:44 GMT
"Because I haven't in a long time." I say actually in a normal tone.
I shake my head. "It's either making out, or sex. Choose." I say to her.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 6, 2007 2:46:47 GMT
Briar sighed and looked down before leaning in slowly.
Just as she'd gotten close enough to him she slapped him hard, the sound echoing through the room. "You sick pervert! How could you dare try that with a woman decades younger than you!"
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 6, 2007 2:51:06 GMT
"Briar I don't care. Choose now.
I grab her wrists once more, but don't move her in any way. Just to hold them.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 6, 2007 2:54:32 GMT
Briar went from her angry stage to a desperate stage.
She looked down at her wrists that he was holding and shook her head, "Please, for the love of God, don't make me do this Alex. I'm been through enough," She whimpered, even though she knew it probably wouldn't work.
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Post by Alexander Crescent on Dec 6, 2007 2:57:16 GMT
"Let me think...uhhh. No." I say to her.
"I don't see the point of bringing her back, just for her to kill me. So, I want something out of this."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Dec 6, 2007 20:23:11 GMT
"Maybe if you weren't so heartless and tried killing everyone, including her, then she wouldn't be," Briar mumbled.
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