I'm sick all the time, so now I have time to write again...
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“I don’t really know...” you say, wondering if you should trust this ‘woman’ at all. “I don’t know your contacts, why should I help them? Isn’t there something that you want instead?”
She raises an eyebrow and gives you a curious look.
“How interesting of you to ask. Please go on, I have nothing more to say right now.”
“And consider that I do what they want me to? What if I can’t do it, don’t want to do it or fail doing it? What will happen to me? What would they do to me? What have they done to people before?”
She stands silent for a while, just looking at you. Her sight runs over your face all the time, even if it doesn’t meet your.
“Well...” she says, finally. “In fact, I have to tell you it’s some interesting questions. Of course I’ll do nothing to you if you don’t want to do it, nor will my contacts since they don’t know you. If you can’t do it for some reason, then I’ll see if there’s anything else they want done. If you fail, well...” she shrugs. “..then you fail, there’s nothing more to it then. Let’s just say, you’d be under my protection.”
You decide it sounds good enough for you.
“But why do you want to help me? I must be more than some guy who does chores to you?”
“Because you’re interesting. Very interesting. I’ve heard some things about you, you know. And since you don’t know much about yourself, or the new you, then I thought I’d help you find out, just for my own pleasure. I have my thoughts, but I aint sure about them yet. That’s why.”
“But what if I can get the information I want from someone else for free? How do I know that?”
“Are you sure you want to risk it?” she asks and smiles at you. You smile back, just to get something to do. She seems to see something interesting.
“Would you keep smiling?” she says and leans closer to you. She stares at your mouth for some weird reason. She goes back to her old position and you can see her figuring. And, after just a second or so, her hand starts a sweeping motion. Everything around you slows down. You see her hand moving against you, slowly. You feel a sharp pain in your mouth, before everything speeds up again. When the hand comes closer much quicker, your insticts take over. When she’s close enough, you bite her. She quickly draws her hand back and hisses a curse. You look on her hand and see that on each side of the normal marks of your teeth, there are holes! You feel in your mouth with your tounge, but you can’t feel any fangs or so there. You get a sickening taste of steel and smoke in your mouth. She laughs.
“Just as I thought. Sorry about the surprise, but it seemed as if you could do that. Apparently, you’re even more interesting than I thought.” She says and wraps a napkin around her hand. “So, enough talking and biting now. You interested or not?”
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Wah, new stuff he can do
