<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Selina stumbled over into the meeting with the hot pitcher of coffee, slowly walking over to one of the gentle men whispering ''Would you like some coffee?'' The man looked at her and nodded, she begins to fill his cup while shaking a little. Her boss, Max Schreck, was talking about building a power plant. Her arms shakes upon stretching it so she is not in the way of the meeting, pouring coffee into Max's cup quickly and precisely. Moving behind the power plant display, she makes her way to the other people that sat at the round table, pouring them coffee as well.<br/>
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After a brief silence she speaks up ''Uhm.. I have a suggestion'' the coffee pot still in her hand, the sound of the chairs squeaked seemed to echo in the room as they turned to look at her. Swallowing a little hard she continues ''Well a..actually.. maybe.. really a question.'' She pauses as Max begins to speak ''Apparently we haven't properly house trained Miss. Kyle.'' the other men chuckle a little before he continues ''In the plus side though, she makes one hell of a cup of coffee.'' The men laugh again, Selina stood there utterly embarrassed while she let out a nervous laugh. Shortly after Max's son interrupts the meeting. They were lighting the tree outside and Max was needed for a speech.<br/>
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''Actually more of a question, you stupid corn dog'' she started to beat herself up over what happened while she cleared the table of the cups, and pushed the chairs in. Her fingers pressed against her forehead, trying to calm herself down from the events that had just taken place. The silver tray she placed the cups on was shaking,<i> why must I been so jittery? </i>she thought to herself while taking the dishes to the kitchen and cleaning them. One of the cups fell off the counter and crashed against the floor, letting out a sigh, she bends down to clean it up. Pushing her Curly golden locks from her face and fixing her glasses.<br/>
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Selina goes back into the meeting room to make sure she hadn't forgot anything, repeating the things she had to do today and making sure they got done. Picking up a cup she didn't see, she looks over and sees Max's speech laying on the table. Her face quickly turn pale and her mouth opened, she knew she would get hounded for this just like before. It was too late to catch up and take the papers to him, she grabs her belongings and clocks out for the night. Leaving the building and heading off into the clam snowy night.<br/>
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A rather large red present rolled along the street before coming to a stop and the top busting open. She was walking while a lady fell in front of her which caused her to jump and let out a screech. Her papers and files falling on the ground and scattering everywhere. Within the box out came clowns, jumping around and bursting through the box on motorcycles. Selina turns 360 degrees at the sounds of gun shots, she starts to run down the street with a crowd of people.<br/>
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With the chaos happening, Selina was pushed, causing her glasses to fall off her face and onto the ground. Franticly she searches for them in the snow covered street, looking up she hears the rumble of the bat-mobile. A smile quickly left her face as she screams, a clown had grabbed a hold of her and pushed his self back against the wall. Everything seemed to move so quickly, she couldn't wrap her head around it. Next thing she knew the clown was on the ground, knocked out with a chunk of concrete next to his head.<br/>
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Looking up from the clown, she stares into the eyes of Batman, the stare he gave her was emotionless and cold but she couldn't stop looking. Before he looked down, she kicks the clown a few times with a grunt. Her curly golden locks falling in her face again, she turns back to look at Batman her voice was in a low tone. ''Wow, the Batman'' her palms started to sweat, wiping them on her brown skirt. ''Or, heh, is it just Batman?'' he didn't respond to her, and just walked away which made her feel worse off then what happened in the meeting. ''Well that was very brief'' whispering to herself before picking up some of her papers on the ground ''Just like all the men in my life.''<br/>
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''What men'' letting out a soft sigh she bends down near the clown, picking up the taser and pressing it against the clown. She lets out a small laugh and places the taser in her purse along with the non ruined papers and files. She returned down the road and headed home after a very eventful day.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><br/>
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