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<blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4582304" data-attributes="member: 79171"><p><span style="color: Gray">Merci, monsieur!</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover had, by this point, been chattering on for about five idle minutes.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">'Damnit! Ruby? Koln? Where are you? Any longer and even Sue won't believe that you simply went to the restroom!'</span></p><p><span style="color: White">She could tell that Sue was getting a bit tired of her idle banter. But Clover found a little strange not saying anything. Looking around, trying to think of another topic, she suddenly came up with an idea for a distraction.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">'Aw, why the heck not?'</span></p><p><span style="color: White">"Do you like magic?"</span></p><p><span style="color: White">"I'm sorry?"</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover smiled and removed a quarter from her pocket, holding it face up in her right palm, "Magic tricks. Here, watch..."</span></p><p><span style="color: White">She shut her palm and held both hands out to Sue, "Which hand is it in?"</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Sue smiled, as though she thought Clover was a simpleton, "That one." She pointed to the right.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover opened her right hand. The quarter was gone.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">She heard Sue gasp.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">'<em>Idiot</em>.'</span></p><p><span style="color: White">"That one?" Sue pointed to her left hand.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover smiled and unfurled her left hand, which was also empty.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Sue clapped and smiled, "That's amazing!"</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover grinned, then shut her hands again. For dramatic effect, she blew into the fist of her right hand, then opened it: revealing two dimes and a nickel. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">Clover gasped, as though surprised, "Oops! How did <em>those</em> get in there?"</span></p><p><span style="color: White">She shut her hand again, blew, and opened it. They were gone.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Sue was mesmerized. Her eyes were wide as saucers. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">Then, Clover opened both hands (empty) and shook them out, "Hm... now where did that quarter go? Ah!" Then, she reached across the desk and behind Sue's ear, "finding" it. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">In that split second--of extracting the quarter and showing it to the amazed woman--Clover found herself leaning in towards Sue and a few things happened that frightened her and made her want to leave all the sooner.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">1) The heat vent behind the woman sent the smell of Sue blasting straight at her. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">2) This would have been fine, had Clover not suddenly caught the overwhelming rusty scent of blood on Sue. <span style="color: Navy">(I'll let you use your imagination)</span></span></p><p><span style="color: White">3) In leaning in towards Sue's ear, Clover found the woman's neck perfectly open for attack.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">For just a moment, Clover felt her blood surge. She hadn't, after all, had much to drink earlier at the mall. But all the conditions were just right! </span></p><p><span style="color: White">The warm scent of blood. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">The perfect placement of her neck.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">But at the same time, it was wrong. The situation wasn't <em>perfect</em>. </span></p><p><span style="color: White">She heard herself think, '<em>Not the right type</em>.' </span></p><p><span style="color: White">'Where did <em>that</em> come from?'</span></p><p><span style="color: White">Then, she faked a smile at Sue and backed away, storing her quarter back in her pocket. Her magic trick had just bought the three of them about five more minutes.</span></p><p><span style="color: White">'Koln! Ruby! Hurry back!'</span></p><p><span style="color: White"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="izillama, post: 4582304, member: 79171"] [COLOR=Gray]Merci, monsieur![/COLOR] [COLOR=White]Clover had, by this point, been chattering on for about five idle minutes. 'Damnit! Ruby? Koln? Where are you? Any longer and even Sue won't believe that you simply went to the restroom!' She could tell that Sue was getting a bit tired of her idle banter. But Clover found a little strange not saying anything. Looking around, trying to think of another topic, she suddenly came up with an idea for a distraction. 'Aw, why the heck not?' "Do you like magic?" "I'm sorry?" Clover smiled and removed a quarter from her pocket, holding it face up in her right palm, "Magic tricks. Here, watch..." She shut her palm and held both hands out to Sue, "Which hand is it in?" Sue smiled, as though she thought Clover was a simpleton, "That one." She pointed to the right. Clover opened her right hand. The quarter was gone. She heard Sue gasp. '[I]Idiot[/I].' "That one?" Sue pointed to her left hand. Clover smiled and unfurled her left hand, which was also empty. Sue clapped and smiled, "That's amazing!" Clover grinned, then shut her hands again. For dramatic effect, she blew into the fist of her right hand, then opened it: revealing two dimes and a nickel. Clover gasped, as though surprised, "Oops! How did [I]those[/I] get in there?" She shut her hand again, blew, and opened it. They were gone. Sue was mesmerized. Her eyes were wide as saucers. Then, Clover opened both hands (empty) and shook them out, "Hm... now where did that quarter go? Ah!" Then, she reached across the desk and behind Sue's ear, "finding" it. In that split second--of extracting the quarter and showing it to the amazed woman--Clover found herself leaning in towards Sue and a few things happened that frightened her and made her want to leave all the sooner. 1) The heat vent behind the woman sent the smell of Sue blasting straight at her. 2) This would have been fine, had Clover not suddenly caught the overwhelming rusty scent of blood on Sue. [COLOR=Navy](I'll let you use your imagination)[/COLOR] 3) In leaning in towards Sue's ear, Clover found the woman's neck perfectly open for attack. For just a moment, Clover felt her blood surge. She hadn't, after all, had much to drink earlier at the mall. But all the conditions were just right! The warm scent of blood. The perfect placement of her neck. But at the same time, it was wrong. The situation wasn't [I]perfect[/I]. She heard herself think, '[I]Not the right type[/I].' 'Where did [I]that[/I] come from?' Then, she faked a smile at Sue and backed away, storing her quarter back in her pocket. Her magic trick had just bought the three of them about five more minutes. 'Koln! Ruby! Hurry back!' [/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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