Two duties, she would have to work at the not talking back part of that she supposed. At least he had not had her thrown out or harmed her. Sure she was not a PNC yet but he could just as easily harm her now as then. He might get into trouble because of it but that was not what worried her exactly. His words pulled her back, ‘little girl’? She narrowed her eyes at him for a second before she felt his cold hand wrap around her neck. She bit her lip at the sudden cold shivering slightly at the touch. There was a small intake of breath as he straddled her, legs spread open a little at the sudden uncrossing. Her eyes stared at the ceiling, heart pounding a little harder but she made not move to run.<br/><br/>Her neck felt strained as he held her firm. Slender fingers gripped the edges of the chair as he spoke to her. This was part of the interview? Somehow she had a feeling this was going a little beyond that but she simply said; “yes” as calmly as she could. It hurt, it did but she knew there would be those like this. He had said it himself. When the light turned off she felt a little more nervous but she held herself in check. Her breathing had picked up a little but that was a little more to do with how he was holding her neck mixed in with some of her nerves.<br/><br/>That feeling of going to far pinged in her mind again when she felt his face at her chest. Not one hundred percent sure she remained still despite the bad vibes she was getting. They were only confirmed when she heard the man’s words. Clenching her jaw she flinched a little when his tongue flicked out. The sound of a gun being cocked brought her some relief as a voice told his one to stop, Grendal, she would remember that name.<br/><br/>Blinking a bit at the sudden change in lighting she was grateful to be released. Tilting her head a little the other direction here was a small sound as she cracked her neck letting out a small little sigh of relief for that. Her hair was a bit of a mess and one shoulder strap had fallen but otherwise she was no worse for wear. Taking the contract from the trembling man she read it over, twice, and signed it where it had a place for her signature.<br/><br/>Holding out her arm she was surprisingly more squeamish about that needle than what had just happened. She’d seen to many junkies that liked needles, her older brother among them. Turning her head away she let the nurse draw her blood. She thought it was either O or AB-. Her mother told her one while her father told her the other so she could not be sure. When the nurse was done she relaxed again.