@blue_topaz
(oops I was late, sorry!)
(oops I was late, sorry!)
"Why are you prats doing this? I'm a fucking archaeologist, not someone of value!"
"I'm awake, you idiots!"
I sneak up behind the girl and take the gun off the table, then take the butt of it to her left temple. Florence's eyes droop closed and I hum triumphantly, the other girls giving my alarmed looks. "What?" I ask sheepishly, the girl in red hitting the floor. "She looked like she needed a nap."
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
"Oi, that hurt! Who are you, tell me who put you up to this, goddammit!"
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
sure thing
I grin, checking my syringe. "Oops, injected her with the wrong thing. This one's for throbbing headaches. Oh well."
Addison sighed. I did not sign up for this.
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
sure thing
I agree
"Why won't you just go to sleep?" I ask incrediously. "Get up." I sigh, and she follows suit. "Get in the chair." I gesture with my gun lazily.
"Oi, that hurt! Who are you, tell me who put you up to this, goddammit!"
she's unconcious
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
(Ok, but this scene has a lot of tension, and Florence gets cussy when stuff like this happens, ya know.)
"Oi, that hurt! Who are you, tell me who put you up to this, goddammit!"
she's unconcious
(NOOOO)
"Get in the chair." I gesture again, getting frustrated.
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
(Ok, but this scene has a lot of tension, and Florence gets cussy when stuff like this happens, ya know.)
(Then can you censor pls?)
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
sure thing
I agree
(Thank you)
"I am in you fucking chair, now tell me what the bloody hell is going on!"
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
(Ok, but this scene has a lot of tension, and Florence gets cussy when stuff like this happens, ya know.)
(Then can you censor pls?)
(Um…)
"I am in you fucking chair, now tell me what the bloody hell is going on!"
please censor, @Natasha asked politely
(Guys I don't mean to sound rude, but can you keep swearing at a minimum please?)
(Ok, but this scene has a lot of tension, and Florence gets cussy when stuff like this happens, ya know.)
(Then can you censor pls?)
(Um…)
(Abigail Dara, I'm thirteen and very bothered by cursing and swearing.)
I sigh, injecting her with the right needle this time. She falls over, unconcious.
Alright. Either you stop cussing, or I kick you. YOur choice.
Addison looked at the girls. "I'll be in the room if you need me." Then she went back to the other room, collapsing on her bed. She hadn't been able to sleep for a long time. She at once fell into a fitful sleep.
I walk over to the door and close it, looking at the slumped over girl in the chair and the slightly terrified Montague next to her. I sigh, and then tie the girl in red down, giving Adelaide a hushed look. "Either the hotel staff is going to see this, or I need to go get my wine." I laugh lightly. "I'll be right back."
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