Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: liveobsessed on December 10, 2010, 08:05:11 am</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 08:05:11 am</strong>
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				Chika Kagami was a little cafe hidden beneath one of the most popular cybercafes. Still, despite it's proximity to a well frequented place, it was frequented only enough to stay open. Maria sat in her usual corner with her laptop surrounded by papers. She'd been researching bank layouts and how they work for the past three hours. <br>She was given an interesting proposal the previous night. The meeting had made her feel too close to the plan, but she knew there was little to do but accept. Moros, the man in charge, gave her a bad feeling. Nothing that she had heard had been good. She had decided to keep him even farther than his personal life than she normally did.<br>Her head was beginning to throb. Grabbing her cup, she realized with disdain that she'd finished the cup already. She breathed in the air that was saturated with the aroma of coffee. Books lined three of the walls, stains had sunk into the old wood table tops from people that had spilled. Some said that it was an unpleasant smell, but Maria loved it here. She grabbed her mug and walked up to the counter. Another reason she loved this place, they give you good real mugs to drink from. None of that paper cup shit, unless you ordered to go of course. "Hey Matt," she greeted as she approached the man working the counter. "Hey! Look who dragged herself out of the corner. Out of fuel I imagine," he teased as he took her cup. She smiled, familiar with his joking. "Oh shut up. I've been here a lot longer than you, you bum." He laughed as he started her large latte with an extra shot, no flavoring. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 10:13:25 am</strong>
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				"Excuse me, sorry to interupt, but could I get another double espresso? I'm finding it a real hand full to log on to my world of warcraft account without my daily boost of caffeine." A sarcastic almost sly voice asked from Maria's side. An arm stretched past her, covered by the sleeve of a grey leather jacket, and placed a few dollars on the counter.<br><br>&nbsp; Standing next to Maria was Moros; smiling warmly like he always did. By now Maria would be aware that the smile was beyond questionable. It was unclear whether Moros had any genuine affection behind him. His character seeemed to just treat everything like it was just one big game for his amusement. She would probably even wonder if he even cared about whether they lived through the entire plan or not.<br><br>&nbsp; "Why there's a face I remember, although I don't mean to embarass you when I say that it's unlikely any man could forget a face as wonderful as yours" He said, his smile breaking into a grin as he said every word. He had been truely fascinated by Maria, he knew that out of the three of his associates she would be the one who was the most wary of him. He couldn't wait to see if he could find out anything about her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 10:54:37 am</strong>
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				The sudden appearance of Moros made Maria uncomfortable. She had intended to avoid him at all costs, except for what was necessary with the job, but here he was in her haven. Disgust churned in her stomach when he smiled. He was by no means unattractive, but his smile was filled with lies. It was uncertain what those lies were exactly, but they were there. "What are you doing here?" she all but growled. "Don't bother being cute either." She spent at least two hours there everyday, always the same time. She stood stiffly, unwilling to let her guard down, or give him an excuse to join her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 11:19:35 am</strong>
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				"Ah listen to her growl. It's like an angry kitten." He spoke with delight before looking towards Mark who seemed a little put off by the sudden conflict between the two of them. "Oh don't look so nervous Mark we're old friends. Our mothers knew our fathers and as you can imagine we saw a lot of each other at summer barbeques." He said the lie with such fluidness and fondness that to anyone who didn't know Moros it would sound like the genuine truth.<br><br>&nbsp; Moros's glance seemed to change as he met Maria's stare. He knew he had rattled Maria and was certain that Maria knew he had done it for that purpouse. He seemed to be silently asking her what she would do with his eyes before he grinned and lied again, "You know me Maria, I'm a level fifty five fire mage, I can't go a day without my daily dose of online gaming.".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 12:11:11 pm</strong>
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				Maria forced herself to laugh, "Of course, of course. I guess you...surprised me is all." She brushed some hair from her face and turned back toward the counter. "Add an extra shot, would you?" she requested. "So," she said at Moros, "Did something happen?" She hoped that he would leave soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 12:52:30 pm</strong>
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				"Oh yes something happened. Uncle Ted has started to get worried about the possibility of his new job. I told him he was being a bit silly but he does like to worry that old coot." He said with affection before chuckling lightly. "I suppose it must be the contract that he's worried about the most, he seems to be very eager to write it up, but he doesn't know exactly where to start..." Moros's voice trailed off before he suddenly clicked his finger and jumped up excitedly, "Oh wait a minute. Why don't you help out with the contract? Your good with paper work aren't you?" He said excitedly before suddenly pausing and shaking his head, "No wait that would be imposing of me, never mind. Hey Mark can you bring my espresso over to my table?" Moros spoke before taking out his wallet.<br><br>&nbsp; "Here's an extra buck for the trouble." He said before turning and walking away without giving either of them a chance to answer him.<br><br>&nbsp;Maria would instantly notice what Moros had done. As he pulled out the extra dollar from his wallet his drivers license had fallen out and accidentally landed on the floor next to Maria. She would know that Moros had done it on purpose to make her come over to him and give it back. A test of trust as well as an invitation to chat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 01:35:44 pm</strong>
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				The decision which was placed before her pissed her off. Moros, the ass, had purposefully dropped his 'license'. She picked it up and looked over the details. The address was in the southern part of the city and the name was plain. Matt placed her coffee on the counter and leaned close to whisper, "Who is that?" Maria contemplated telling him, knowing that he would take it in jest, but thought better of it. Instead, she asked, "He's never been here before?" Matt shook his head, "At least never when I'm working."&nbsp; Maria had guessed as much, but it still got on her nerves. "Well, thanks. You know what to do, and take a five for yourself, would you?" <br>She walked over, coffee in hand, and tossed the license on Moros's table. "Nice fake. Where'd you get it?" She knew it was fake, and if it wasn't, Moros was an idiot. Moros wasn't an idiot. She'd finally accepted that he wouldn't leave anytime soon, but still refused to sit down. If she could, she would find an excuse to retreat back to her corner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 02:43:50 pm</strong>
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				"I made it." Moros spoke as he watched Maria with the same sppark of excitement in his eye that he had when meeting her for the first time. He didn't mind her being a little cold towards him, he had learned from their meeting that Maria would take time to fully accept him as a collegue she could trust. "Fakes are a speciality of mine. Its an art to me. The perfect fake can make the success of a plan so very swift and rewarding." He kicked out a chair for her to sit in but he had a feeling that even if he offered she wouldn't take it. He turned to the computer that sat by his right hand side before opening a web page. A news article was open on it that said; <strong>'Crime boss found dead on mountain, presumed to have frozen in the night'</strong>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 03:06:04 pm</strong>
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				She ignored the article on his computer. Of course she had already read about it, but since she had yet to come across the coroner's report, she wasn't buying it. "Good to know that you can do something other than plan work for someone else to do." She eyed the chair that he'd kicked out. Of course he would want her to join, but she would hold out a bit longer. "Now I don't feel like writing contracts at the moment. I do unfortunately have other things to do, so unless there's something else...." she let her statement hang without an ending.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 03:16:13 pm</strong>
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				For a moment he looked at her with a slightly disapointed. He turned in his chair back to the computer and didn't say anything for a moment. He looked like a child that had just been told off. "I gave you something there, for someone who likes information I would have thought you would have wondered why I showed you that." He spoke in a dull voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 03:31:06 pm</strong>
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				Maria sighed and sat down. She was tired of the games. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have already read the article, and since the coroner's report has not surfaced yet, I find little reason to believe it," she explained. "I only dig for information which is relevant to me or my job. Prove to me this matters and I'll stay." She took a sip of her coffee, the caffeine hitting her blood like heaven. The stress from her personal life was already wearing her down without the help.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 03:53:04 pm</strong>
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				"I've given you two pieces of information <em>Maria</em>." Moros spat the name, hinting that the fake name was pointless because he already knew her real one. "Aren't you tempted to actually connect some dots and figure out who I am?" He challenged looking over his shoulder with a scowl on his face. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; "I've risked a lot by revealing part of my history and this article you know? In fact part of me even wonders why I'm doing it, it feels like madness to me," He spoke before pausing a moment to consider what he had said before turning back to the computer. "but yet...when I look at you I feel like I can't resist. I want you to know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 04:11:52 pm</strong>
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				"You're crazy," she stated. She stopped herself from continuing when Moros's drink was delivered. After he left she stayed quiet for a moment. "Information is both a blessing and a curse. While I would love to reveal your deepest, darkest secret, I'm sure that it would do me little good.," She paused to take another drink. "I'm not truly suited to such things. Normally I collect information and deliver it. The uses or users are completely irrelevant to me." Tracing a finger over a stain on the table she contemplated something. "Do you know why I go by 'Maria'?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 04:30:20 pm</strong>
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				"If thats the way you feel maybe I shouldn't answer?" He asked as he shut down the web page and turned towards her to look her in the eye. At that moment Maria would see something in his eyes that even Moros would not be aware that he was showing; respect. Although if he knew he was showing her he wouldn't deny that he did respect her, but now it seemed as if no matter how hard he tried he couldn't do it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 04:41:10 pm</strong>
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				The respect was obvious in his eyes, but still she did not know if she could respect him. She wondered if he even realized that his guard was down. "It comes from Santa Maria," she continued explaining, temporarily ignoring what he had said. "Saint Mary. I picked that name up from when I used information to help others. There was no paycheck involved." She stopped herself from saying more. If she didn't shut up now, she would say too much. "I'll unveil you, but now is not the time. If I know too much about you now, it will compromise me for the job. Neither one of us can have that, don't you agree?" She was more comfortable speaking with him now, but she knew she was treading dangerous waters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 04:51:02 pm</strong>
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				Moros nodded, surprisingly not smirking when she mentioned that she had had a more compassionate way with her profession. "Your missing one piece before you unveil me and you know that." He informed her before the warm smile returned to his face and he leaned back in his chair, "You don't know my real name. I know you've tried to find it, but it's invisible to you for now." He spoke before raising an eyebrow as if to ask if she was up to the challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 04:58:55 pm</strong>
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				It was true. He was completely disconnected from his real name. "Are you offering it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 05:01:26 pm</strong>
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				"Are you willing to have coffee with me?" He replied as he looked at her and motioned to the empty seat beside him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 05:08:27 pm</strong>
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				She stared at the seat for a moment before moving over and sitting down. Sipping her coffee, she pondered something. "How did you find me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 05:32:35 pm</strong>
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				"It was challenging, you were practically invisible." He spoke as he began to sip his espresso calmly, managing to now cover the feeling of satisfaction he felt when she sat down to join him. "I had to look really hard at events, I had to question what the stimulus was behind some of the crime organisations activities." He looked at her from behind the small cup, his eyes locking with hers, "I had a feeling that you existed, I didn't think so many people could pull off genius level crimes without having someone to depend on." He spoke before lowering the cup. "I went undercover, managed to find traces of you, but it was like getting blood from a rock. You keep yourself almost perfectly hidden."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 05:40:38 pm</strong>
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				"It's reassuring at least, to know I made you work." She said nothing else, allowing him to direct the conversation that he wanted to have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 05:51:12 pm</strong>
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				"I worked harder than I thought I would to find you." He said with a smile, giving her a small applause, "I eventually managed to find out the method in which they all contacted you, I found on some things about you, but I doubt you would want me revealing the infomation I recieved. After all they could still be mere assumptions.".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 06:05:42 pm</strong>
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				"And what would you do if they were?" She swirled her coffee in her cup. "I am interested to know what people have been saying about me. I always hear so much about others, but naturally no one speaks to me of my own doings."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 06:15:21 pm</strong>
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				"They said your a demon in the sack." He joked his grin was wide as he watched her reaction before shaking his head, "They say you keep no one close your always by yourself, they say your family died a long time ago and that why you began with more noble intentions" He frowned a little as he said this before continuing, "They say something happened then to make you change, maybe a lost love or friend, which is why you keep yourself so far away from your work." He watched her, going silent for a moment as he said one final sentence, "They say your lonely Maria...are you?".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 06:26:22 pm</strong>
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				Maria smirked at the information. "Nice to know that rumors are still wrong," she commented as she finished her coffee. "Though to be fair, it's not entirely untrue." She breathed a heavy sigh before she continued. "My family disowned me, so they're good as dead. Unfortunately, they're not, and they're hunting me. Why they disowned me is also why they're hunting me, and why I had to change. It's also why this job is the perfect opportunity." She leaned back into the chair. "And lonely? I am content with my shallow relationships that are worth little to anyone involved."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 10, 2010, 07:43:44 pm</strong>
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				He listened to her story, nodding at points to show that he understood. When she finished he sat in silence before smiling just a little, "You've just broken your rule." He spoke, he didn't sound as if he was making fun of her or relishing in the success of managing to pry part of her life story from her lips, instead he sounded more like he was warning her, "Are you really ok with me knowing that? I could use that info to find out everything about you, you understand that don't you?" He asked before draining his cup of the last drops of espresso.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 10:42:56 am</strong>
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				Maria cursed herself for dropping her guard so far as to tell him that. She looked toward the door and watched a couple come in and flirt as they ordered coffee. After a moment of watching them, she turned her attention back to Moros. "I would invite you to try, though seeing how you found me, I'm sure that in time you would find the single thread that ties it all together." She watched as the couple took their drinks and left, laughing about something or another. The sight weighed heavy on her heart as she remembered when she once had someone to laugh with. The rumors were right; she was lonely. Unbearably so. However, if she did not stay that way, someone else would end up paying for her decisions. <br>Realizing that she'd left her face unguarded, her emotions displayed freely, she collected herself and sat upright. "I'm sorry, but I should go. I'm in desperate need of some rest, and there is still much to prepare."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 11:01:44 am</strong>
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				"That sounds like an interesting challenge." He spoke with a cheeky grin before watching the couple enter. Ah relationships, he thought to himself with some glee. They were such funny things, a union of people that were always better off when they were alone, but yet for some reason the relationship would always have more importance than the individual. He could understand it all if there was something to get out of it that was actually profitable. In his experiences, relationships were short lived simply because he didn't understand where the promise of eternal happyness was going to come into it.<br><br>&nbsp; The thought made him chuckle, he had been tempted to make a joke at how silly the whole thing was...then he saw the look on Maria's face. A moment of pure weakness, an unguarded moment that he could fully take advantage of. He would be able to break her if he just used the right words.<br><br>&nbsp; "You don't have to." Moros spoke his voice sounding quiet and soft.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 11:17:40 am</strong>
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				The words came with such an unexpected softness that she almost thought someone else had said them. It occured to her, that he noticed her moment of weakness, and she cursed herself again. Something was wrong today. Something terribly wrong. "True. I don't have to," she said, her voice loosing the strength it possessed earlier. "But I should." A thickness had begun to build up in her throat, blood pounded in her head, and a familiar fever crept over her. She didn't understand what was happening, until she remembered the extra-extra shot that she had requested out of anger. Her body wasn't handling the extra caffeine well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 11:40:07 am</strong>
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				"Have I offended you?" Moros spoke but then instantly wondered what that had to do with anything. Why on earth would he worry that she could hold him in a negative light, half the city held him in a negative light, what was one more person to the mix? "I mean, if I'm distracting you, if this is an inconvenience, please don't feel pressured to stay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 12:20:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Such an absurd question. Maria attempted to comprehend just what he was saying, but the buzzing in her head was too loud. Placing her head in her hands, she cursed herself for drinking so much caffeine on so little sleep. She had not slept since their original meeting, almost two days ago. There was so much to do though, she couldn't afford to fail. She suddenly wanted to know what exactly Moros wanted from her, and the caffeine high that was coursing through her destroyed her eloquence, and her self-control. With a rising anger she demanded, "What the fuck do you want from me? I accepted the job, that should be good enough." She looked at him eye-to-eye, unaware that her eyes were dilating, showing that something was wrong.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 12:28:08 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want to figure you out." He replied firmly as he met her eyes, noting the dilated pupils in her eyes. So she had been avoiding asleep and now she was paying for it. He shook his head before lying back in his seat, "I want to know why you went down the path of destruction, it's easy to see in the other two, but you? You look like someone who's afraid of the world. Covering yourself with secrets so that nothing can hurt you and when something does rattle you, you take it out on drink or coffee to make it look like you have some composure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 12:42:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was beginning to frustrate her again. Pushing her chair back from the table she gave him a cold look, "That's useless information. You'd best spend your time doing something more productive." She stood up, needing to use the table to support herself as the room began to spin like a merry go round. "How I deal with things is none of your business," she declared. Attempting to walk back to her table, she ended up tripping over nothing. She quickly pulled herself together, got up, and made it to her table, walking like a drunk the entire time. Her thoughts were barely coherent as she logged on to her computer and began to do her normal routine of clearing all traces of where she'd been.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 11, 2010, 08:20:23 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moros sighed before kicking out against the the side of the table. Luckily he was sat in the one office chair that the cafe seemed to own. He wondered why on earth someone would be so lazy as to buy enough standard chairs for all of the computers besides one. As he kicked off he rolled across the floor, gliding past tables until eventually he slowed down and stopped next to Maria's side, "You look a mess." He said simply as he looked at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 06:53:25 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Maria snorted, "Wonderful powers of observation." Her headache was getting worse, and hands were beginning to shake. -Such a fool. Making yourself so vulnerable.- she scolded herself. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against the computer monitor trying to relieve the pain a little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 08:52:19 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go to sleep, I'll finish up." He spoke before glancing at the screen her forehead rested against. He took one look at it and then nodded, "Your doing the bank layouts. I can finish the rest of the hacking for you, it's no problem." He spoke as he read the lines of code and pages of research that she had in front of her face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 01:25:08 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was being too nice. She didn't understand his motives at all. What was so special about her that he wanted to 'figure her out'? Out of everyone she knew, she always disappointed them. She wasn't 'big, bad, and evil'. In reality she was falling apart, no matter how composed she was on her computer. "I don't need your kindness," she paused for a moment, unsure if she'd actually say what she was thinking next. "I appreciate the offer though."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 01:45:35 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her for a moment suspiciously before nodding, "You know why I don't crack the whip on my associates?" He asked her casually but didn't wait for an answer as he leaned back in the office chair, "Well, unless its absolutely necessary I don't see the point, I don't pick slackers and of course a general rule of any job is an unhealthy employee equals bad results." He said as his eyes drifted to the floor for a moment as if something more interesting was there, "So...guess what I'm saying is don't crack. That would disapoint me.".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 02:11:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				-What's one more person.- she thought to herself. With a blank face she collected her papers and put them in her bag. As she finished wiping the computer clean of any information, she asked, "What makes you think that I'll crack? I'm just not feeling well at the moment is all. There's no need for concern." She had regained control of herself, although her head was still pounding, and she couldn't stop shaking.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 02:20:49 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've seen people crack. Not going into too much detail as about how I saw them but I've seen what people do before they break." He spoke as he watched her, now more focused on her than the computer. He could see the shaking and could imagine the pain in her head by watching her wince, "They always say they won't before they fall."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 02:31:09 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked as she finished removing the last trace of her presence on the computer. Standing up and placing her bag over her shoulder, she said, "I assure you, when I break, it will not be before this job is done. You won't have to see it, or have anything to do with it." The room was spinning again, but this time she was controlling herself. No more foolish out breaks, no matter how badly they seemed necessary. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 02:37:05 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was quiet as he examined her. She seemed sure of herself, perhaps she really could last through the entire plan. Perhaps she wouldn't jeopardise everything. Perhaps she would impress him beyond his wildest desires.<br><br>&nbsp; "Here." He spoke before pulling out a black card and offering it to her, "Put it in water when you want to talk. I know you have my number, but this is one of my private numbers. It goes directly to me.".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>liveobsessed</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 02:47:54 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She fought a look of surprise. Why would he give her such a number. She took the card carefully, and placed it in the top of her shirt, securely in her bra. "Thank you. I should be going though. Someone is waiting for me." She nodded to him before picking up her empty mug and placed it on the tray. "Bye Matt, see you tomorrow," she waved before leaving the shop. While walking to the bus stop she prayed that she would never have to meet him outside of 'work' again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Villain Roleplay: Defining a Villain (Villain and liveobsessed)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Villain</strong> on <strong>December 12, 2010, 03:02:07 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Goodbye <em>Maria</em> enjoy your night." He called after her before turning back to the computer she had worked at. He stared at the screen with an anxious look in his eye. Only moments ago Maria had been sat typing up her work to the point where it almost made her drop. He couldn't help but wonder if there was more to her efforts than just the plan.<br><br><strong>SYSTEM OVER RIDE, RECLAIMING INFORMATION IN TWO MINUTES</strong><br><br>&nbsp; In a few mere taps of the keyboard Maria's work began to reload. In a few minutes he would find out everything he wanted to know. He would be able to see everything she had seen.<br><br><strong>ONE MINUTE</strong><br><br>&nbsp; Then he saw it; the unguarded look of wearyness on Maria's face. The one moment of total weakness in which he could have destroyed her.<br><br><strong>OPERATION ABORTED</strong><br><br>&nbsp; "God damn it." He muttered as he lay back in his chair and pushed off the table surface with the balls of his feet. A few people let out a cry of surprise as he soared past and almost knocked them over. He eventually stopped as he reached the other side of the room. His head turned to look out the door where he could just make out Maria in the street in front of them. He felt confused, more confused than he had his entire life. Just what bothered him when he looked at her?
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