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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 13:36:22 GMT -5
"I moved here with my cousin...we live together." Demetri said as he felt this getting bad, questions were difficult to answer if you had to make something up but he was doing pretty well. When she asked about the jobthing he froze for a moment. He cursed in his head, she had got him there. He resonded with a paused between her asking and his answer."No I don't..." He said as trying to think of something would hae taken too long.
She was good, he wondered if she was doing this on purpose or if she was jsut bored and asking questions. He tired to avoid looking irrated with her as he was. These questions were so simple but in order to answer easily the truth was the only way to go.Which would be a bad way to run...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 13:56:17 GMT -5
Julia decided to listen to his answers from both questions before continuing on with the questioning. His slight hesitation towards the second inquiry made Julia believe that perhaps he was hiding something. She hid her smirk as best she could. Even if his hesitation had been slight, the question seemed to have put him on edge. Julia tried to figure out another good question. She enjoyed to play mind games, as long as they weren't being played on her.
"So, where do the two of you live?" She questioned, finally lowering herself to sit in front of him. So she got her clothes a little dirty, they could be cleaned. Julia winced slightly as the knife poked into her skin while she sat, but quickly shifted her position so that she was comfortable and could still reach the weapon if need be. "Do you like the city so far?" [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 14:31:54 GMT -5
This girl was gtting on his nerves. He could see the happy playfullness in her eyes as he knew she was trying to mess with him. His eyes were almost screaming with irratation and anger. He was irrated beyond belief even if his body language and facial expressions were calm. His body never told his emotions. The easiest way to know how Demetri is feeling was to look into his eyes.
"We live on Hemor street...." Demetri said calmly as he quickly pulleda street name of the top of his head, making sure the street had houses on it first. He wanted to say something to stop this girl but that would ruin al lhe had lied about so far. "It's ok..." Demetri said as he continued to look at her. He had noticed her sit with discomfort, she had a weapon and he knew it...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 14:51:16 GMT -5
Her eyes flashed over his for a moment, and she could see the emotions there. And of course that brought more of a playful glint to her own. She tried to hide it, but hiding emotions had never been her strong point. Her eyes betrayed everything, even if she was able to control her body language. It seemed that 'Cameron' was getting good at this. Pulling the name of the street off of the top of his head... That had been a good move.
"I'm glad you like it. I'm in love with the city. I live in the suburbs, so I only get to go to the city during the day, most of the time when I'm helping out at my father's business." Sure, she wasn't allowed to join the King's Men quite yet, but Julia's father had been sending her on petty jobs since she was sixteen. Just driving packages places, small things like that. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 14:57:46 GMT -5
"I See..." Demetri said with a small nod in which was the first tme he had really moved since he switch positions. He decided to ask a question now."So how old are you..." He said curiously. Age was an important part of a gang. Not a lot pf teens were in it, unlike Demetri. He wondered how much she had actually figure out.
He could see how much fun she was having and he was about to break it sooner or later. He hated to lose. He never liked it, he had always been a competative person and always will be. That was nother trait he had, it was a nuetral one as it came with its pros and cons...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 15:12:33 GMT -5
It seemed that he had started to catch on and decided to try and turn the table. Why not play along for a little. "I'm seventeen." There was still a spark of playfullness in her voice as she spoke, trying to figure out a few things. More about him, why he wanted to know her age. Probably to judge if she was in a gang or not. Julia wondered if he would figure it out.
Julia was just like him. She hated losing. Her upbringing had assured that. Her father had taught her that she was better than the people that he had no trouble ruling with an iron fist. Or at least helping to rule with an iron fist. And frankly, Julia didn't care. As long as she won, and as long as her life stayed the way it was. "And you?" [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 15:18:14 GMT -5
"Eighteen..." Demetri said as he was not lying here. He was eighteen, there was no point in lying about his age. He was tired of this he sighed as he looked at her seriously."I'm bored of this..." Demetri said as he sat up a bit."We are getting no where with this... so are you willing to tell me your real name or no?" Demetri said as he had a bit of a curiously happy expression dancing in his eyes as his face was very serious...
He had just flung the table across the room and was curious what her answer would be. He had a feeling of what it would be but he still none the less wanted to here it from her mouth..
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 15:27:33 GMT -5
Julia hadn't lied about her age either. There had been no point. She ran a hand through her hair once more, a sure sign that she was nervous, just before he sat up. She was smirking, but his question caused it to fade. "My real name?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow again and shifting again so that she could easily get to her knife. "Well, if I tell you my name, I'm going to want some true answers in return..." She trailed off, hand closing over the hilt in the back of her waistband.
"Well, let's not beat around the bush then, alright? My name is Julia." She started, flashing him a smile. "Just lied about the last name. It's not James. Julia Porter. And you're right, I probably shouldn't be in the woods." Surely he would catch onto it by that point. Julia thought back to her route, how she had gotten from her car to the spot she was now. That way she could run if needed. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 15:34:40 GMT -5
Demetri thought for a moment if it would be a bad idea to give his own information. He decided to agree and if things got bad he could find away to get out of it or just lie some more."Fine..." He said as he then heard her speak. "I know who you are now..." Demetri said with a nod. She was involved with the King's men. Something told him to tell her his real name.
"My name is Demetri Montroli...." Demetri said calmly wonderig what her reaction would be to his totally italianized name. Even with is full name she might not be able to connect him wit hthe ring riders. If she didn't know their right hand then he was cool. If she knew the person only by Demi he might be safe as well, actualyl probably not.. she might figure it out they sound a lot alike...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 15:53:05 GMT -5
"I'm glad you're smart enough to put the pieces together." Julia said, the condescending tone spilling into her voice. There was no need to act like something she wasn't, so Julia was just going to let the mask slip away. She considered clapping for him, but that would involve letting go of her knife, and Julia wasn't about to do that. As he said his name, Julia paled slightly. Demetri Montroli. The right hand for the Ring Riders. Julia had practically memorized the file that the King's Men had on him. The gangs all had files of the leaders of rival gangs, or so she assumed.
The King's Men's file on Demetri was missing some information such as a photo, all it gave in terms of physical appearance was age and eye and hair color. She made a mental note to fix some of the file when she returned to her father's place of work. "Alright, so I know who you are and you know who I am. I think that we can get out of this without any trouble, do you agree?" [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 16:03:02 GMT -5
"Well I am a strategist..." Demetri said as he watched her espression to his name. He had a feeling she would know, but not have linked him that fast. He smirked a bit as she spoke. "Well that is only if we can.. so why are you ready to grab your blade?" He asked curiously as he looked at her. He never liked to seem near his weapon, but he was. It was hard to find a weapon on him he was good at hiding it in tighter clothing. He was sure a lot of girls were good at this too...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 16:10:50 GMT -5
Julia smirked back at him, though her smirk was a front. She knew she wasn't the best fighter. Julia usually relied on the men that her father had follow her. At his question, she gave a nervous laugh and let go of the hilt, bringing both hands out in front of her. "There. I'm just a bit tense when in the presence of a gang member." She said, her eyes moving around the area to make sure no one else was there. "And I'm thinking that you're armed, so..." She trailed off, watching him now.
"I don't want to get into anything with the Ring Riders, and I'm sure you don't want to mess directly with Nicolas Porter. So, if we both just forget that we saw each other, I'm sure that we can both be rather happy with the rest of our day." Julia was slowly inching backward, wanting to make sure he wouldn't shoot her as soon as she turned around. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 16:19:37 GMT -5
"Why be tense.. I hve nothing against you.....yet." Demetri said very seriously. She was connected to a gang not in it. He only cared about he gangs and those who got in the way. Other people were fine, until they stepped a little to far. "Yes I am armed..." Demetri said as he smoothly pulled a gun out as he dropped it to the ground in front of his feet. He pushed it a bit with his foot so it was out of his immediate reach. He wasn't out the hurt this girl, he wasn't in the mood for anything like that. "If that is the way you want to play it fine... and don't act like I'm going to shoot youor something. I hate when people assume stuff to quickly..."Demetri said in a bit of an irritated tone...
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Post by Julia Porter on May 25, 2008 16:42:58 GMT -5
"Well, I'm not going to lie. The name Porter generally doesn't earn you too many friends, regardless of whether you're actually in the gang or just his daughter. I've had a few nasty run-ins with gangs, including yours." Julia watched him pull out the gun and place it out of his reach. She relaxed a bit, doing the same with her knife. "I'm only assuming that you're going to shoot me because, generally, that's what people affiliated with rival gangs do to each other." She pointed out.
"So if I go back to my car, you won't pick up your gun and shoot me?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and fiddling around with her keys. Julia watched him, a bit confused as to why a member of another gang was being this apathetic as to what they did. [/size] |
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Post by Demetri Montroli on May 25, 2008 16:49:52 GMT -5
"I can understand that....back in italy I had the same problem." Demetri said with a nod. This was probably why he wasn't going to do anything. He knew the position she was in and he had experienced it and it wasn't fun. "I promise I won't..." It was pretty short ended like that, he couldn't say well if i do shoot you you can tell your gang or something, becuase with his aim she wouldn't make it out of the forest..
He watchedher messing with some keys, she was ready to get out of here and he knew it. He wasn't gonig to stop her, he wasn't going to tell his gang about this either....
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