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Post by Wolfy on Jul 12, 2011 15:16:40 GMT -8
Oh boy... Memini had even convinced Mrs. Hamilton that she needed her property saved for her. Did Memini not understand that she didn't want help? She shot him a quick look before putting on a smile for the lady standing next to him. "It is truly thoughtful of you, Mrs. Hamilton, but that is really not necessary," she said politely. "But it is so nice to see you once again, ma'am." She hoped to get a little revenge on him by making herself look classy compared to Memini, who she was certain had made himself look fairly unclassified.
As she was about to continue, she heard a loud crash from next to her. She looked over to see Memini lying on a collapsed table, surrounded by trashed food. "Mimini! What did-" Suddenly, however, she noticed the cupcake and tried to protect herself with her hands. When she heard Adrasteia, she looked up and saw that he had somehow managed to catch that.
She couldn't help but laugh a little as she took the cupcake. "Well thank you, sir," she said and took off the little paper cup holding the bottom together. "Yes, Memini, you really shouldn't have made such a mess in my home." Right as she finished saying that, the cake fell from Memini's head into his lap.
With a sigh, Sabrina walked over and reached her hand down to help him up. "Come on, Memini," she said. "I'll show you to the guest restroom." She figured that he'd been humiliated enough, and didn't want him embarassed any further.
She turned toward Adrasteia and took the money from her pocket. "If the auction starts before I get back, could you please bid on things on my behaf?" With that, she helped her friend up, and started away toward the nearest bathroom so he could get cleaned up.
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Post by Rad on Jul 12, 2011 18:12:22 GMT -8
“Sure, milady,” Adrasteia replied, moving off in the general direction of the auction. The auction of the motley of household furniture had already commenced more than an hour ago yet none felt that such mundane items would hold much significance or sentimental value to Sabrina. In acquiesce with her prediction; they were indeed being sold for next to nothing to the assembled scavengers. However, the subsequent auction of ornaments, statues and collector’s items were expected to be more eventful and definitely more sought after by all buyers. This category would also be the one in which Adrasteia anticipated would have items Sabrina regarded as valuable.
Tremendously humiliated by his own inelegance, Memini obediently followed Sabrina into the guestroom (with the adjacent bathroom) to get cleaned up. His entire attire was ruined by the various bits of food he had managed to contact during his rather embarrassing fall. In addition to that his hair felt horrid and sticky, even more so due to the sweltering heat of summer which was causing the icing to melt and drip down his face like droplets of sweat. He needed a good bath and, come to think of it, he’ll probably have to undress before making an attempt at cleaning the food from his clothes too. Hopefully Adrasteia had the foresight to bring a change of clothes in the car.
Having forgotten that Sabrina was in the room with him, Memini locked the door behind him and commenced to unbutton his shirt. Once that sticky thing was off he flung it on the ground and was just fiddling with his belt when he finally remembered that a lady was present. Glancing over at Sabrina, a vibrant blush spread over his cheeks as, with a rather pronounced exclamation of shock, he tripped over backwards. Staggering to his feet in his half naked state Memini gazed shamefacedly at the ground, mumbling, “Um…this isn’t what it looks like! I swear I wasn’t thinking to…I mean…er…sorry Sabrina I completely forgot you were in the room and um…I…I…” Try as he might, he couldn’t think of a decent way to finish that sentence. The words just caught in his throat, besides, he didn’t even know how to finish that sentence either.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 12, 2011 19:58:27 GMT -8
Sabrina smiled back at Adrasteia as he walked to go retrieve her things. She would have to remember to do something for him in return; she was sure Memini never did anything in return for everything Adrasteia did for him.
It didn't take long for her to find the guest suite on the first floor. She quickly made sure that he wasn't dripping icing on the floor before she led him to the restroom. Because she had begun to get him a towel and start to set up the shower for him, she didn't notice Memini starting to get undressed.
When she turned, she saw that he had taken off his shirt and started to unbuckle his belt. "Memini!" she said quickly. "What-" When he fell back, she turned and blocked her view of him with her hands. "Can't you just wait until I'm out of the room?"
Being raised to hear that she was supposed to be a lady and that all men would be gentlemen. She heard his apology, but it didn't make her feel better. "I'll just leave you here," she finished for him. "I'll see you at the auction... Or back at your mansion. Goodbye, Memini." With that, she quickly left him alone.
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Post by Rad on Jul 12, 2011 20:59:19 GMT -8
Adrasteia watched as Sabrina made her way back to him and Mrs. Hamilton who had been conversing in hushed tones with one of the other gentlemen in the room. In his opinion the young lady appeared rather flustered; something that immediately sparked his curiosity. Pondering what had transpired between the two youngsters, Adrasteia made his way through the crowd towards her. The auction was becoming quite animated now and the voice of the auctioneer rang above the cacophony of idle chatter, stating prices and the classic ‘going once, going twice, gone!’ Finally having made his way around a rather short and round fellow in a top hat, Adrasteia held out his hand to Sabrina as an offer to lead her through the throng.
“Back so soon, milady? Let me guess, Memini, being the arrogant child that he is, was being obstinate in refusing your help, wasn’t he? Well, no matter, he will now have to sulk in his solitude. Here,” handing back the cash to Sabrina, Adrasteia pointed to the elevated platform upon which a selection of items stood. There, a number of bank employees were also introducing the items and accepting bids, “it’s mostly been furniture but I do believe they’ve now gotten up to what may interest you. If you see anything, feel free to make a bid. I’ll shout it out for you if your voice isn’t up to it.”
Meanwhile, having been presented with a change of clothes by his chauffeur, Memini peeked out demurely from the corridor leading to the guest hall. Oh the horror, why had he been reduced to such a mess? How had he landed in that predicament with Sabrina? Most importantly, why did he have to resort to cross-dressing again? He should have guessed that Adrasteia would take any opportunity to make Memini disgrace himself in public. Certainly he should have known that the ‘change of clothes’ was in fact an adorable frilly pink dress with a matching petite hat as the accessory. Essentially, this was exactly the piece he had purchased that fateful day he had met Bianca at Etoile. Speaking of which, Memini sure hoped his ‘goddess’ wasn’t present to witness his embarrassment, not that she hadn’t already seen him in drag before…in fact on the occasion of their first meeting he had been wearing a dress too. Dammit! That creep, Adrasteia! Did he honestly enjoy forcing little boys to dress up to look like little girls?
Cowering behind one of the ornate marble columns, Memini didn’t notice one of the young boys walk up to him. “Hello, young lady. Are you here alone on this fine evening?”
“Heaven’s sake I don’t look that much like a girl! Oh…I mean... my parents had to depart on some urgent business so I’m here with my chauffer. Teehee! I didn’t want to attend but apparently they’ll going to be selling such cute and lovely retired limited edition toys and jewelry I just couldn’t resist coming to witness it myself. Teehee…” Trying his best to avoid being recognized, Memini feigned innocence, pretending to be a girl and hoping the boy was merely looking for someone to talk to in order to entertain himself through the tedium of the auction.
“Wow! I’m here without my parents too! My mother wants me to see if there are any lavishly ornate vases that she doesn’t have in her collection. It’s so boring! Gosh am I glad I found someone to talk to. There was another girl here but she’s accompanied by a rather imposing and intimidating butler so I don’t really have the courage to talk to her. Haha! Well, anyway, I’m grateful that you’re willing to talk to me so come on, let’s go to the front where we can see past all these people better. I’ll buy you something as a sign of my gratitude for having found someone to have a conversation with!” Oh good, the boy wasn’t here to tease him but was it good that this kid had completely believed his bluff about being a girl? He didn’t look and sound that effeminate…did he? Besides, he didn’t want to talk to this kid. He didn’t want to make friends with this kid no matter how desperate for a friend this kid was. He hated interacting with people he barely knew.
As his tormentor half-dragged Memini to the front, Memini tried desperately to see Sabrina in the multitude of strangers. Once he finally saw Sabrina’s back he stared intensely at her figure, hoping that she’ll turn around, see him and rescue him. It seemed he hadn’t yet realized that he didn’t have the ability to communicate telepathically.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 13, 2011 19:37:37 GMT -8
Sabrina was happy to see Adrasteia, whom she knew she could count on to get her mind off of the scene that had just taken place in the bathroom. She followed him silently until they reached they reached the auction block. She saw many of the items in the line to be auctioned off, and saw one of her favorite things out of the whole house.
It was a grand piano with real ivory and ebony. She looked over and nudged Adrasteia, since she didn't want to try and shout above everyone else. She remembered her mother teaching her how to play on that very piano. She didn't want to explain that, however, though it would probably look wasteful to Adrasteia that she would want another piano, even though Memini already had one.
Suddenly, she felt like she was being watched. She looked around to see a girl in a pink dress staring at her from across the room. She was with a boy, who was leading her outside. With a sigh, she was about to just shrug her off, and go back to the coming up bidding war, but then she noticed that she recognized the girl. Was that... Memini?
She looked to Adrasteia and sighed. "I'm sorry, but go as high as you can for that piano. I'll be right back." She turned and started walking toward who she thought was her friend.
As she got closer, she realized that it was, in fact, Memini. "What on Earth?" she asked loudly. "What is going on?" She looked at the boy, suddenly very bewildered by the whole situation.
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Post by Rad on Jul 14, 2011 14:51:30 GMT -8
"I'm sorry, but go as high as you can for that piano. I'll be right back."
“You can count on me, Sabrina.” Adrasteia replied as his eyes fixated on the masterpiece which currently dominated a corner of the auction block. The grand piano was exquisitely carved and it was obvious, even from a distance, that the craftsman had paid meticulous attention to even the most intricate of details. An elaborate insignia in the shape of a calligraphic ‘M’ also insinuated that the stunning piece had been custom made for the Matthews in their time of affluence.
It was obvious why it would hold sentimental value for Sabrina yet from the appreciative chatter the instrument procured from the crowd it was possible that he’ll have to fight tooth and nail for it. Apparently, everyone suddenly needed another grand piano on their estates. As the cacophony of shouted bids escalated, Adrasteia glanced around for Sabrina, finally spotting her chasing after Memini and a young boy. “You know, you really don’t have to pay that much attention to him.” Adrasteia sighed, to which Mrs. Hamilton, believing that Adrasteia had been addressing her, turned away from the gentleman with whom she had been conversing with a rather confused ‘pardon me?’ look on her face.
Meanwhile, Memini, finally noticing that the boy was leading him outside rather than towards the main auction block, made a desperate attempt at wrenching his hand free from the boy’s fervent grasp. When this failed and they finally crossed the threshold, Memini shouted indignantly, “Hey, you brute! Where on earth are you taking me?!”
“What? You don’t trust me?” The boy replied, from the looks of things he was probably fifteen, probably roughly a year older than Memini…although there was an obvious difference between their heights. ARGH! Why was it that everyone Memini met was so much taller than him?! “Well, I was thinking since you look about ten you wouldn’t be interested in the adult stuff they’re selling inside. They’re auctioning off the toys in the garden yonder.” Pointing out the small crowd gathered around an auction platform auctioning off dolls and toys the boy failed to notice Memini’s increasing irritation, particularly at being called ‘ten’.
“Listen to me, you uncivilized creep!” in his current irked state Memini let his soprano voice take on a rather shrill sound. It sounded like an unreasonable little girl having a tantrum. However, before he could divulge his customary plethora of profanities Sabrina had appeared beside them.
"What on Earth? What is going on?"
Deciding to feign innocence, Memini ran behind Sabrina, cowering behind her as he cried, “Wah, older sister, this freak was trying to kidnap me! He’s such a pervert, please help me!” The boy already thought Memini was a ten year old girl so Memini guessed such a performance wouldn’t look too suspicious to others either…especially to adults. Hopefully he could land the boy in a fair bit of trouble.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 15, 2011 15:19:43 GMT -8
Sabrina waved to Adrasteia just before she lost sight of him as a sort of thanks. She really hoped that the money he'd given her as a deposit to be Memini's piano teacher would be enough to win that piano. After all, that instrument had once been worth a couple thousand dollars...
She tried to forget about it once she caught sight of Memini again. THe boy was now trying to drag him outside on to the grounds of the estate. Why was he doing that? She honestly hoped that he wasn't going to try and be cruel to her friend about wearing a pink dress that would be too frilly for even her taste.
In any case, though, she knew that she needed to save Memini from whatever fate waited in the hands of that boy; this was just like old times to her. She got right to the point when she arrived to them, demanding to know what was going on.
Memini running behind her just added to her confusion. But she caught on quickly and improvised as best she could. "And just what were you doing to my little.. sister?" she demanded fiercely. "What are you? Some kind of creep?" When the boy looked puzzled and embarassed, but didn't respond, she continued, "Stay away from us, scoundral! Back off!"
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Post by Rad on Jul 15, 2011 16:54:54 GMT -8
“Okay, okay, chill! I didn’t mean any harm.” The confused boy said as he backed away slowly, appearing slightly intimidated. “I see I’m not wanted here so I’ll just go.” Excusing himself, the boy walked away, evidently rather flustered by that strange encounter.
Sighing in relief, Memini glanced up at Sabrina, “what? You never saw a guy wearing a dress before?” He muttered defensively, crossing his arms in front of him and fixating her with a serious stare. Oh the embarrassment of the whole situation! He could do nothing to guise the blush creeping onto his face. He fancied that his current attire was even more girly than anything that Sabrina would wear. She had always gone for elegance rather than excessive ‘girliness’.
“Well at any rate, where is Adrasteia? That foul demon needs to be punished for what he has done to me!” Retreating inside, Memini gazed for a while at the platters of food still set out on those temporary tables which he had had the misfortune of dealing with earlier. At last, with a loud exclamation, he said “Hey, Sabrina, are you thinking what I’m thinking? Let’s initiate a food fight just like that time we did so in the school cafeteria just for the purpose of provoking that stringent headmaster of our erudite academy!” Such was Memini’s excitement that he didn’t even realize he had managed to recover another snippet of his lost memories.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 16, 2011 13:43:50 GMT -8
Sabrina gave the boy an angry glare as he walked off, just in case he looked back. When he dissapeared from view, she turned to Memini. "No, I actually haven't seen any boys wearing a dress before," she laughed. She fixed his hair with her fingers and grinned mischeviously. "You're pretty cute as a girl, Memini." But she was just teasing, of course.
She walked back into the mansion and looked around. "So Adrasteia did this to you?" she asked through soft chuckles. "That's awful." She couldn't help but laugh; Memini was in such a strange and funny situation.
"But we can't get him back now," she said. "I think he might still be bidding on my piano." She started forward slowly. "Now where did he go to?" She looked through the crowd, but couldnt' find him in the sea of people. She turned and looked back at Memini and grinned a little. "Oh yes, I remember that," she said. "That was so much fun!"
She frowned and thought for a moment. She was about to turn him down when an idea popped in to her head. "Do you think it would drive people away?" she asked. "The fewer people here, the better our chances of being able to buy my stuff back..." She smiled. "THat would be perfect!"
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Post by Rad on Jul 16, 2011 16:52:36 GMT -8
“Well, since on that occasion we succeeded in driving away the visiting parents I don’t doubt that a food fight would procure a similar outcome this time.” Memini said, grinning from ear to ear at the prospect of Sabrina joining him in this mischievous endeavor. Evidently, he had forgotten the true reason for that previous incident. Being an apparent ‘disgrace’ to the Veritas name, Memini had not been honored with a visit from either of his parents on ‘Parents Day’. Thus, when lunchtime had arrived Memini was the only one unaccompanied and seated in an isolated corner of the cafeteria observing his fellow students with a combination of sadness, anger and envy. Noticing that Memini was on the verge of tears, Sabrina had suggested that the duo initiate a food fight. Of course, in this way she had succeeded in brightening that dark day.
Making his way to a platter of rather appealing cupcakes Memini hurriedly wolfed down a few before placing the remainder on a shelf-like structure with attached wheels. In this manner, he went about all the tables, selecting the fodder which he assumed would generate the most mess upon impact. Fortunately, the attendants who had formerly manned the food stations were currently all preoccupied with the auction and consequently Memini was able to push his harvest over to Sabrina without obstruction. “Ammo!” He declared through a mouthful of food as he indicated the array of desserts, pastries, baked goods (pies in particular), chicken, beef, pork and seafood.
Pointing at the assembled crowd, Memini offered, “Sabrina, I present you with the honor of taking the first shot!” A cheeky look flashed in his eyes. He was anticipating the moment when the first missile of food would hit the unsuspecting gathering of buyers. All of them had their backs turned to the duo and as such none would expect the havoc which the two were about to unleash. Memini felt that what would unfold would be sensational! Plus, he now had the opportunity to deal an act of retribution on Adrasteia.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 16, 2011 19:11:05 GMT -8
Sabrina hadn't remembered that it was on parent's day until Memini mentioned that. "Oh yeah, I remember that!" She was probably really young, because she remembered her mother reprimanding her afterwards. That almost made her want to stop. Almost. But she wanted to chase the scavengers away. So she reached down and picked up a handful of cake.
When a woman in a rediculous frilly outfit raised her hand to bid on whatever was being auctioned off, Sabrina took aim and fired. The cake landed right on the back of the woman's neck. She let out a loud yelp of surprise, which rang above even the auctioneer's loud voice. Customers turned and looked around, baffled by the woman who had cake dripping down the back of her shirt.
Sabrina laughed and fired a huge steak into the crowd, which landed on another unfortunate victim. She couldn't help but grin and turn to Memini. "Is it bad that I'm having so much fun with this?" she asked as she grabbed a shrimp covered in sauce. She flung that into the crowd also, but unknowingly hit Adrasteia in the head.
Without knowing that, though, she just continued the food fight. She was enjoying herself more than she had for a long time, though this was such an immature form of entertainment. She knew that she probably looked like a spoiled brat to everyone there, but at least she wasn't stealing someone else's possessions like they were.
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Post by Rad on Jul 16, 2011 20:25:49 GMT -8
“Magnificent!” Memini declared as he watched Sabrina hurl various items of food into the unsuspecting throng. “You’re so elegant even when you’re misbehaving!” Now why had he said that? The compliment had virtually escaped from his mouth before he even had a chance to realize what he was saying. Blushing slightly, Memini reached for the assortment of pies, sending them hurtling into the crowd with a few overhand throws.
By now, a few youngsters who were obviously there against their wishes had become aware of the fun which had literally descended upon them. Within moments a rather audacious kid had shouted ‘FOOD FIGHT!’ and soon the entire assemblage was in a state of chaos with various pieces of fodder sailing through the air. With haste, some buyers scurried towards the exit although none were capable of completely avoiding the downpour of food.
As the gathering of people dispersed, Adrasteia’s figure came into view, a menacing expression on his face as he glared at Memini. A rather succulent shrimp marinated in some sort of sauce was stuck to his hair and it was evident that he believed Memini to have been the guilty party. In the cacophony of the guest hall, his words were inaudible but as Adrasteia’s lips parted Memini was convinced that the words were: ‘Young master, you are so DEAD!’
Freezing in trepidation, Memini could only watch like a deer caught in headlights as his butler picked a blueberry pie off the checkered marble floor, positioned himself and flung the missile his way. Unable to force his muscles to move fast enough, the projectile hit him full in the face and sent him tumbling backwards onto the ground. Lying prostrate on the floor, Memini whipped the pie off his face just in time to see Adrasteia advancing towards him.
Unwilling to face whatever punishment was to come, Memini dashed out into the garden with a rather pronounced shriek. However, Adrasteia’s steps halted beside Sabrina and he gave her a rather sly smile, “enjoying yourself, milady? This is quite a diversion. Now tell me, did you devise this yourself or is this all the work of that uncultured brat?” His annoyance at becoming a victim of this food war was unmistakable as he took an apple from the stash and started throwing it up and down in his hand with an ominous expression dominating his face. “Don’t worry, milady. Even if he is the perpetrator, I assure you I won’t throw this too hard.”
Meanwhile, in the back garden of the mansion, a transaction was currently taking place. Essentially, it was more of a confrontation involving the Lillington bank owner, Smile and a number of his colleagues.
“$50,000! Sir! That is hardly enough to cover even 10% of this property’s value!” The banker argued, sweating slightly due to his fear of the expressionless men which surrounded him. The Chink pointing the gun at his face was the only one who displayed any emotion at all and that grin of his could hardly be considered comforting.
“Well, it ain’t us who want this ‘ere property. Nah, the one who be askin’ ya a favor is the Boss man back at ‘eadquaters, ya see? So if ya refuse to close the auction now and agree ta ‘is offer it ain’t us who ya be offending. ‘Onestly, I dunno how mad the Boss’ll be when he hears you don’t respect ‘im enuf ta go with the deal.” Smile grinned, obviously convinced of his victory…at least until a piece of cake crashed through a window overlooking the garden and struck the weapon from his hand. “What the…” He breathed, too confused to go after the banker himself as he took the opportunity to snatch the gun and make a run for it. Too baffled to join his colleagues in pursuing their target, Smile gazed in wonder at the strange scene taking place inside the mansion. It looked like fun.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 16, 2011 21:10:14 GMT -8
Smiling proudly as she saw some customers run, Sabrina slowed the onslaught of food that she was throwing at the crowd. "Memini, it's working!" she said excitedly. She was about to toss another piece of cake when she saw Adrasteia. "Uh oh," she said, quickly dropping the cake on the floor.
She also couldn't make out what he'd said, but she thought she caught the word 'Dead'. Suddenly, Adrasteia was throwing food at Memini. Slightly surprised by the sudden loss of his normally proper demeaner, Sabrina couldn't hold back her laughter at Memini when he fell over with a pie in his face.
She grinned sheepishly as the man walked over to her. "Well, actually, no I had some part in this," she answered with a nervous giggle. "In fact, I believe this was mine..." She removed the piece of shrimp and brushed off some of the marinade. "Hehe, sorry..."
After a slight pause, she took off after Memini. Running out into the back garden to avoid the chaos insuing inside, she came across a small group of men. She recognized one as her banker from when she was rich. She was about to walk up to them, when she heard the whole conversation. "Fifty thousand dollars?" she asked sadly, but softly. "That's so unfair!"
When a cake burst through the window, a few of the men tore off in another direction. Since she didn't notice the man's gun, she wasn't scared to go up to the banker. "You can't sell it to them for that cheap! This place is worth at least ten times that much!"
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Post by Rad on Jul 16, 2011 22:17:54 GMT -8
“Intriguing…”Adrasteia voiced, allowing Sabrina to remove the offending shrimp from his hair. He still appeared slightly irked by the whole situation although he was now making an effort to contain his annoyance. Adrasteia wasn’t the type of fellow to blow his top at a lady. Taking a bite out of the apple in an attempt to appease himself, Adrasteia motioned to the door, “it’s quite alright, milady, Memini will be happy to hear that his life is no longer in danger.” Watching as Sabrina went off to search for Memini, Adrasteia pondered whether his young master’s influence was too much for even the refined and elegant Sabrina to handle.
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"You can't sell it to them for that cheap! This place is worth at least ten times that much!"
“Nah, my Boss ain’t selling, he’s buying, an’ actually it’s worth more than twenty-five times that much.” Smile corrected, too preoccupied with the scene transpiring within the mansion. His eyes were fixated on the window and the fascinating food war; he wouldn’t have reacted properly even if an enemy had pointed a gun straight at his head. “OH GLORIOUS! Glorious!” He suddenly exclaimed in joy, clapping his hands in childish glee as he witnessed a slice of cake end its trajectory squarely on the face of a nobleman. “Haha! Take that ya snobby bastard!”
Punching the air with a clenched fist in praise of the child he had seen launch that particular item, Smile finally realized there was a presence beside him. Turning to face Sabrina, the gravity of the situation and the awkward atmosphere he had created with that piece of information gradually dawned on him. Now what had the Boss said about keeping this a covert business deal? Would little kids meant to become a part of his hit-list if they interfered?
Unsure how to respond now that his initial reply had labeled him the ‘bad-guy’, Smile took a step back and pointed an accusatory finger at Sabrina, “Ya be accusing my Boss o’ extortion, lil’ missy? Well, pity for ya, ‘cause now I’ll be silencing that mouth o’ yours, permanently!” Well, no matter that he couldn’t recall his Boss’ exact instructions. Better to be safe than sorry. Besides, it had been a while since he’d had the opportunity to shoot a kid. Reaching into his pockets with his free hand, Smile searched for his revolver. After a few minutes of feeling around his pockets and coming up with nothing he froze, remembering that the Lillington banker had only moments ago absconded with his weapon.
“Just jokin’ with ya.” Smile grinned, holding up both hands as evidence that he was unarmed.
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Post by Wolfy on Jul 17, 2011 11:21:47 GMT -8
Sabrina looked extremely unimpressed with the man in front of her. Assuming he was some sort of grunt, and that his boss was a realtor or something, Sabrina wasn't afraid of him in the slightest. And her perception of him certainly didn't change when he began laughing and clapping at the food fight still carrying on inside the building. "So it's still worth a good amount over a million dollars," she said angrily. "I'll have you know that my family were the owners of this estate, and the people you are extorting are me and my family!"
She had no idea what he was looking around in his coat for; she assumed he was intending to bribe her with money to get her to stay quiet about the shady business going on. Even if that had been the case, she wouldn't have accepted the money. However, if she had known that the man was actually looking to kill her, she would have immidiately reliquished her end of the argument and would have stopped fighting him.
But, of course, she wasn't going to take him seriously. "Who is your boss?" she demanded. "That man from Carlston Realty?" That had been the realtor to buy her father's business' building (who had also bought that for next to nothing). Without giving him much chance to reply, she continued to say, "I don't care who your boss is, you aren't stealing our home from us for that little!"
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