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Post by Prudence on Jul 21, 2009 14:22:25 GMT -5
A charming Frenchman extorting her was one thing, but Allastor? Prudence was not about to stand for this. Especially if it turned out that Pip was a psychic too. Oh, there would be flesh-burning if they were both psychic. "Now, look, gentlemen," she said, straightening her glasses and her back at the same time, "I'll bargain with you about naughty stories, but don't push your luck beyond that. I am perfectly within my rights to write erotic fiction about my best friend and two of her employees in the basement, and I refuse to let that rid me of my dignity." She tried to keep her voice from shaking as she continued. "If not compromising that means that Integral finds out and feeds me to her...guard dog, of sorts, then so be it. I'll still have my pride!" She projected an image of confidence and bravery, but inside she felt both foolish and terrified. I couldn't just go write my porn at a cafe like all the other starving writers out there, she thought.
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Post by Pip on Jul 21, 2009 21:06:30 GMT -5
Pip quirked an eyebrow at Prudence's declaration. "Mon chere, I have no idea what type of man you're mistaking me for but surely you can't think so low of me .... sure I'll have my fun and games but a gentlemen is a gentlemen ...." he declared "I assure you I wouldn't dream of stripping you of your dignity! ... much"
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 22, 2009 0:10:15 GMT -5
Allastor's grin widened at Pip's words before chipping in. "The man is right Prudence...We wouldn't strip you of such dignity...much...What do you take us for? A mindless pack of sex hounds...?" His eyes twinkled as he began to probe her mind, watching for her to falter. "We ARE gentlemen after all..."
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Post by thelonlysoldier714 on Jul 22, 2009 14:17:37 GMT -5
Jack Nodded. "At least I think we're all are." Jack was the kind that digged sex and such but kept his manly manners at all times. and if they had found out that he had sex with two french girls in WWII then probably anyone in the room would look at him at some god. But never low in public. he pulled a cig out of his ear to the left then pack his cigarette gently, listening.
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Post by Prudence on Jul 22, 2009 16:58:52 GMT -5
Prudence jumped. There was a THIRD one now?! "Alright, now, all of you better back off. I don't know what you want, besides extremely-well written erotica, but I am like ninety percent sure I'm not gonna give it to you. Especially in your case," she said, turning her eyes to Allastor. "Now if you all stop being so incredibly creepy, I might let you read what I'm writing when I finish. Right now, though, I'm getting a distinct gang-rape vibe, and that is honestly a sentence I never thought I'd say." Dealing with psychics and possible psychics was a lot less hairy when one was completely honest. She wondered vaguely what would be more effective in getting aid if she required it: shouting 'rape' or 'vampire attack'?
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 22, 2009 23:59:18 GMT -5
The three idiots standing just inside the door were just tall enough for the woman not to be noticed as she slips in and throws herself into Prudence's seat. She snaps open the laptop and then turns to speak to Prudence: "My laptop is toast, in fact, we're having it with tea with a bit of butter..." she grumbles to her friend, then turning back to the screen, she runs a gloved finger over the mousepad and pops the CD door open. "This will only take a moment, then you ca--" she blinks at the word processor, catching her name. "How is this comming along, anyway?" She scans the document, then leans foreward, litterally on the edge of her seat, as if to be sure of what she's reading. "My God..." Her blue eyes reflect on the screen, widening suddenly. "Prudence!" She turns around, very slowly, to meet the eyes of her friend.
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Post by Prudence on Jul 23, 2009 0:32:29 GMT -5
Prudence's eyes widen as she turns to look at Integral. Suddenly, everything seems to be running in slow motion. Her mouth falls open, and she almost lets out one of those cliched Big No screams from the movies, but it's too late. Instead, what falls from her gruesomely opened mouth is a pitiful whimper. For the first time in a long time, possibly ever, Prudence is at a loss for words. She tries out an 'I can explain' in her mind, but she knows quite well that she can't. She attempts to form some sort of half-formed thesis in her mind that will sound fully-formed when supported with large words; that always worked back in AP English class. All she can come up with is some baloney about it being her friendly duty to do Integral's sexual fantasizing for her. This, she is sure, will do nothing to get her out of the pit she's dug for herself by writing her friend into a vampiric threesome. "You...shouldn't read that," she finally chokes. "...It's not finished."
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Post by thelonlysoldier714 on Jul 23, 2009 1:23:07 GMT -5
Jack read though Prudences thoughts and grunted. "Ah, no. i'm not into gang bang, ma'am. and Allastor and pip just said they're not the kind as well," Jack lit the cig and inhaled the smoke. "And honestly, erotic novels don't suit me, not even the slights bit at all. I'm more of a science fictionist and horror fanatic-not that vampire's aren't real because they are, I rather read them things then some stupid love novel and besides, thats what porn magazines are for these days, right Allastor?" the girl was really foolish to think she'd be pulled into a corner and raped? If it was one thing that was for sure, life isn't a porno nd erotic novels made him gag.
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 23, 2009 9:53:19 GMT -5
He laughed reading her thoughts. "C'mon Prudence...an explanation would be awesome right now...Think ya can pull it off?" He chuckled and nodded at Jack's comment. "I'm not into guy, guy, guy, girl stuff...too many manly touching by accident...and dirty novels just aren't my thing...Hell...porno mags aren't much for me either...?" He grinned at Pip and Jack projecting his thoughts :: God I love this...::
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Post by Prudence on Jul 23, 2009 13:24:50 GMT -5
If Prudence had been listening to the men in the slightest, she'd have gone off on them about how she could use words to paint a more vivid picture than any copy of Hustler could offer, and how her erotic lit wasn't some Harlequin romance filled with words like "throbbing tumescence" and other such nonsense, but was, in fact, written as though it could take place in reality.
But Prudence had not been listening, apart from a little on an unconscious level, which would leave her inexplicably angry at Allastor and his friend once the embarassment subsided.
Instead, for the most part, Prudence had forgotten there were even men in the room. She stood stock still, mouth agape, eyes darting to and fro as she tried to figure out a way to talk herself out of this.
The only ones in the room, it seemed by Prudence's perception, were her and Integral. And for perhaps the first time since they met, Prudence did not want to be alone with Integral. If turning tail and running would have done any good, she'd have shoved her way out the door. As it was, she was still considering it.
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Post by Pip on Jul 23, 2009 15:31:31 GMT -5
Pip was hunched over holding his knees and his body was wracking with laughter. If he gets this much of a kick out of teasing dowdy authors with a kink fetish, than he is going to love his stay here at Hellsing! 'I can't wait to see what the fille can come up with! She dug herself into a hole this time!' he though aloud to Allastor and Jack.
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Post by Prudence on Jul 25, 2009 16:51:51 GMT -5
As she stood there, grasping for the right words in her mind and coming up with nothing, Prudence let a strange sort of terrified calm wash over her. It was like she had realized she was going to die just in time to make her peace with it. And then, as her mind went blissfully blank, a single realization crossed her mind. A line from the movie Labyrinth was all that she could hear in her head. She turned back to face the men again, and said, as if herself astonished, "You have no power over me."
They felt like magic words in her mouth. The as-yet unresolved issue with Integral temporarily forgotten, Prudence felt the color return to her face. "She found out; there's nothing left to blackmail me with!" Smiling proudly, another thought occurred to her. "...And shame on all of you! You all ought to be castrated! An obviously introverted woman asks for your mercy and kindness, and what do you three tall, hulking men do? I had legitimate fears because three huge guys are hovering over me, cackling and rubbing their hands menacingly, and I know at least one of them is a psychic womanizer, and the other two certainly give off similar vibes! And you teased me for being afraid! I should mace the lot of you in your sleep!" For a fleeting moment, she felt proud and joyous, as if this were a turning point in her life and nothing could harm her now. She turned to Integral, looking to share a triumphant smile, and remembered that she had other problems to deal with. "Oh. Right." She looked around, shy again. "...Well at any rate, you guys can forget about any stories from me."
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Post by thelonlysoldier714 on Jul 26, 2009 2:08:36 GMT -5
"Black mail?" Jack was now puzzled. "Lady, I just came through a wall and I have nothing to do with anything. And you calculations about the very man who stands here IS a womanizer, not bad for a human like you. I bet you'd be surprised and Allastor and Pip would be very jealous if i told you I had two girl in bed with me once back in the 40s but I ain't no sex pot." Jack inhaled the smoke from his cigarette. "And were does the idea of me hoving over you became a factor if I'm away from the group? All I said that had to be reassured to you is that these guys are gentlemen and that I dislike love novels and" Jack stopped himself then sighed. he was getting to worked up over this. "To cut to the chase, your a writer and I respect that and I've read your books before. Your not a bad writer one bit. So, why would i even think of such a thing 'bout black mailing and raping you or even think about insulting you about your book?" Jack crossed his arms expecting her to give an answer or another word of wisdom.
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 26, 2009 13:07:42 GMT -5
Watching Prudence fight off the 'three tall, hulking men' was like watching a kitten take on a pack of wolves. She can't help but smirk as her friend puts them in their place. Jacks babbling breaks the small silence after her friend's speech, and consequently brings the knight back to the task at hand. "Out." She commands, motioning to the door. "All of you." She catches Prudence's hand before she can even think about moving "Everyone with a 'Y' Chromosome needs to get lost. Now."
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Post by Pip on Jul 26, 2009 15:10:52 GMT -5
Shrugging his shoulders Pip turned around and started heading towards the door. He casually said over his shoulder "Relax mon petite .... don't have your panties in a bunch. Can't a homme have some fun?"
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