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He let go of her, pulling back. "Alright. We need to leave now," he said, before stepping over to Mr. Jeremiah and kicking him in the side as...
Seeing her face, he hugged her. "Oh my God, Poppy. I was so scared. I thought I wouldn't see you again. Oh my God." He was shaking terribly,...
Despite the gentle touch, he winced. They pretty messed up from his struggling. "Is he dead? If he's not dead, then you might want to turn away...
Francis faltered when he saw her. "Oh my God, Poppy. Poppy are you okay?"
He restricted himself to stillness, only glaring. "Don't you touch her. Don't touch her. I'll kill you. I swear I will kill you. Slowly....
(I HATE HIM.) Francis, who was looking down, quickly looked up at him, hatred in his eyes. "What did you do? Why?"
Francis immediately tried to jump at him, momentarily forgetting the bonds and the chair. He cried out when the chains bent his wrists. Sitting...
"No. Just let her go and take only me. She isn't high up, anyways," he said, only to make it sound like her being there wouldn't effect much....
He recoiled at the sound of the scream, turning to Mr.Jeremiah, his eyes narrow. "Go to hell."
(Oh, right, if he does use words that would normally be censored, I'll usually use words like heck or frick. It always makes things funnier.)...
Francis looked around, momentarily forgetting where he was. Suddenly, his eyes widened and a flurry of curses escaped his mouth. He pulled against...
(Yeah, that's perfect! Short time skiperoni thing?)
"You can do whatever you please, Mr. Jeremiah," Francis said smoothly, "but I do believe it would be a mistake on your part. We all know they...
"I have to disagree, Mr. Jeremiah. A good cause is doing what is right." Francis shook his head. "As for what we can give you? There's not much as...
(Jeez, I don't even know. I think so? I was kinda daydreaming and multitasking and I almost typed Garfield instead of Jeremiah.) "Indeed it is....
Francis leaned forward, shaking his hand. "The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Jeremiah. Thank you for having us." (I forgot his name for a moment and...
He raised an eyebrow. "We are not going to die. That's silly."
"Why's that? It's just another meeting. There's nothing to worry about. Trust me," he said calmly, looking at her.
Francis let go of her hand and sat down. "Alright. We appreciate it."
Francis looked down at her for a moment, then discreetly took her hand, following the escorts.
