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 Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:30 pm
"i'm not tired." she snapped at him. "i don't have time to sleep."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:34 pm
Ben stepped back. "throwing a tantrum like that says that you are tired. now are you going to sleep voluntarily or am I going to have to drug you?" He threatened.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:36 pm
"go ahead and try, i've got things to do."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:40 pm
"I just don't want to see you overwork our self is all." Bean told her as he walked over to an accent machine and press a few buttons. A sweet lullaby started to play through out the room. "Ill be back your not allowed out of this room." He told her as he walked to the only door out.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:43 pm
Shaon grimaced. she hated music. she wlaked to the door and slammed her fist into it. "stupid old man..." she walked over to the accent maschine and scowled.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:49 pm
Ben walked behind the bar and into the owners office. the o;d man was pass out on his own couch. Ben smiled as he saw the image. he quickly walked over to the desk and woke up the computer. a window was already up that showed the cameras in the other room. "and they say I'm a dirty old man." he said as he watch Shaon, waiting for her to fall asleep.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:52 pm
Shaon, of course, wasn;t sleeping. she was messing with the old machine and tweaked it until it stopped playing music. "thank God..." she mumbled. "i thought my head was gonna explode. damn music." she sat back down and went back to scanning through folders.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:54 pm
Ben seemed defeated, but was not surprised she figured how to turn the record player off. He continued to watch her, determine to make her sleep.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 3:56 pm
Shaon felt her eyes becomign ehavy and her finger slipped, hitting a restricted folder. she blinked, looking at the contents of her own portfolio. she stared at it, eyes wide, her entire form jerking back as she stared at it ith horror, hand drawing back as she cried out. she didn;t want to remember any of it. none of it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:00 pm
Ben got up and rushed out the door into the basement. " Shaon, what is it!? What's wrong?" He asked as he opened the door.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:01 pm
in her fear she'd cliked too many buttons, closing it out, but the sight remained as she stumbled into Ben's arms, crying and hugging him tightly, her words not forming coherantly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:07 pm
Ben embraced her in his arm as any good father would do. "Its okay Its oaky." he told her; doing anything that might calm her down. He glanced at the computer for a second before turning his attention back to her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:12 pm
she burried her head agaisnt his chest and cried, tears running down her face as she choked on the tears. slolwy, her tears came in less multitide and her sniffs wore down until she cried herself to sleep in his arms, her breathign still off. the only file left open was one of her own, a small bit about her works in Altair's coven. it had none of her past, as what had scared her, but was more detail of what jobs she had done and what Altair had rewarded her with, be it money or other actions that contributed more to his own enjoyment.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:47 pm
Ben gently placed Shaon on the couch and pulled her hair back behind her ear and out of her face. he walked to the computer and exited out from the window with out looking it over; thou he was tempted, he wanted to respect her privacy. Besides, he already knew most of it anyways.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:07 pm
Shaon hands clung to him breifly as he set her down, but she otherwise had no resistance as he laid her down. her breathign eventually slowed as she rolled over, using one arm as a pillow.
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