WHO: T-Bag and Susan Pevensie
WHAT: He wants revenge for her ratting him out to Lincoln and Ants.
WHERE: The marketplace
WHEN: Backdated, to the singing thread (Day 111)
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can you taste the wicked in the room? (by morning her soul will be gone, gone.) )
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"None of which you'll be getting from me. I don't have money, power- or love, unfortunately." she snapped, crossing her arms for a moment. She'd let her guard down- he seemed amused. Amused enough for her to try and escape, possibly? She'd take that risk. So fighting down her initial disgust, Susan gave her absolutely sweetest smile. One that had charmed boys at her school, which was annoying because she'd rather be alone. "So, it would just be a waste of your time to keep me here. Goodbye."
And with that, with her head held high and back striahgt she took one step, and then another- fully intent on walking past T-Bag. Only her thumping heart betrayed her calm mask. She was slighter than he was- she could easily run. She just had to get to Peter's house- and then she'd be safe.
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"That is where you are wrong, missy." He grabbed her wrist, tightening his grip, not letting her go. "You can give me a lot of love ~"
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Susan breathed deeply, looking him straight in the eye. But his words were just ridiculous. Unless he actually meant something else, which was probably the case here and the thought made her want to throw up. And she almost did- except that he'd probably do something horrid in retaliation.
"I won't ever love you. You're a horrid man." she snapped, as coldly as she could muster up, her temper getting the better of her now. It was a foolish thing to do, to say, especially right now. But the thought- it really did disgust her somewhat. Susan was known for keeping a level head in urgent situations, but here, right now- all that seemed to disappear.
"Leave me alone."
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"Then leave," he said viciously, eyes narrowing. "But mark my words, pretty. You'll hear from me again."
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