http://dahliahasthorns.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dahliahasthorns.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2009-09-29 10:47 pm (UTC)

"Me?" she whispered in a suddenly very offended and sad tone. How could Syncie think anything like that?! How could he be so mean?! "W-why would I? Are you saying I planned this? I could never try to blackmail you!"

Why was it so much fun to do this with someone who already knew how she was and couldn't do a damn thing to stop her? It was like being back in court all over again and skating those thin sheets of ice and lies as sweet little Terry took the bullets for her. Sync knew he had to play along. He knew she had the upper hand and he'd just have to either live with that or try to kill her.

He was smart enough than to try the second, though. He may have known she was a bad girl, but until he knew her MO, he had to be very careful around her.

Her pout went away and she put on her sunshine face. "All I want is your company. You're so strong... Not like me. Can't we just be friends?" Hopefully he was getting the hint because she hated spelling things out to people who should know better.

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