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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 7, 2007 6:28:42 GMT -5
He listened to her speak and nodded as she did so, acknowledging that he understood what the heck she was talking about. " My question is, why would you even want to do such a thing. Vampires and Lycan's are extremely dangerous and are even less fond of reporters than i tend to be. " he said calmly. " Why would a woman such as yourself wish to risk your life in such a manner whenever most people shall not even believe what you read if you get the article with your life. " He said as he sat forward in his chair, his eyes still fixated on her.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 7, 2007 7:01:16 GMT -5
Sam took a deep breath. He knew how to throw out tough questions, “Well,” she clasped her hands together watching his eyes, for a moment before turning her own away to the flat surface of the table, “If I could help make people see how much danger there is brewing up, and help them understand what these sub-species are and are capable of, then I see no better reason to keep someone such as me from it. No-one else has tried, because of the danger involved, but I have been in danger, since the day I was born."
She tried to find words. She barely knew why she was doing it herself, but still she struggeled to find words to help him understand why, “But to write such an article I need to know motives of these sub-species, so that humans understand. It is hard to put in words why I would risk my life doing this. But I would rather one person die, trying to expose this evil then have an entire race exterminated.”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 7, 2007 13:20:20 GMT -5
He laughed and shook his head. " Thousands have already died trying to fight these creatures. Your article will do nothing more but make the vampires and lycan's kill more humans because they shall have been exposed. " He said calmly. " You do not think very highly of what could happen from your actions. " He said calmly as he looked at her waiting for her answer.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 8, 2007 5:50:38 GMT -5
Sam, raised her brow at his comment. It was true, many had died and many were still dying because of this infestation. But, why not take a risk in writing an article, such as this. No-one else had done so. She was quiet for a few moments trying to concoct some words to help him, see her view. She sat forward, leaning against the table.
“People may know and attempt to fight these creatures, but do they really know why? Though I believe, by going an extent more then what others have, and invading the dusty crevasses of these species I may be able to show others what they are truly like, what their motives are. Many believe they are safe, if they just cleanse their homes with garlic, or have wooden stakes around. But, I know,” she said calmly and stubbornly,.. “That vampires and werewolves have adapted since this information reached the ears of humanity. Is this not more a reason to help update what we know of these species. Authorities may have all the information they need, in order to oppose them. But commoners don’t. By simply lacking this information a substantial amount of citizens are going to be dying, faster then you can say die.”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 8, 2007 7:07:37 GMT -5
He nodded as he listened to her. " I do not deny that your words may be true. However, there is a good chance that you are risking your life for no reason. In case you don't know, most media is controlled by the vampires. A couple of years ago they went after the leaders of all major media officials. Were we able to stop the progress of a few but not all. Media such as the New York Times, and magazines such as this. They preview any article that comes through there and would read yours and never have it submitted and probably come after you and kill you. " He said calmly.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 8, 2007 7:28:15 GMT -5
Sam nodded, “I am willing to take that risk. There are people out there dying because they have no idea how the hell to defend themselves. If I can give them that information instead of writing about the victims of these attacks, then maybe I might be able to do something. I am not saying I am going to change anything. But I can give people a chance to understand, and possibly help them defend themselves.”
She watched him for a moment, “I will publish that article if it means my life. People need to be ready for what these things are planning. If those things come after me and kill me, it will only be after I have gotten my article out. People will then know what they are against, and my purpose will be fulfilled. If I die. I die. That is life for you.”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 8, 2007 7:45:19 GMT -5
He listened to her and sighed. " I admire your courage Miss Samantha. However, i do not believe that your approach is the most intelligent and logical way to approach this situation. " He said calmly, shaking his head from frustration. " However, because i admire what you are trying to do i shall do my best to aid you in what way i can. " He said as he folded his hands on the desk. " Now tell me, what do you wish to know about vampires. I have been killing them for six years, i know a thing or two about them. " He said with a laugh.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 8, 2007 7:53:38 GMT -5
Sam smiled, finally realising that she had gotten through to him. She looked around, that was something she really hadn’t thought about. What did she want to know, “It may not be the most logical way, but as far as I am trained it is the best I can do. As for information Mr Smith, I would have anything you could give me. Any facts, that you believe may aid my cause are very much welcome.”
Sam was stubborn. Always had been. She would do anything, to get where she wanted. When she did, she’d strive to get higher. So Mr Smith had been against these creatures for six years, he would be able to help her. At least she hoped.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 8, 2007 7:58:54 GMT -5
He nodded. " Alright. I will do what I can. But. " He said with a smile. " I shall only tell you over dinner. " He said with a kind smile. " My men shall take you back to where you are staying and you may 'get ready' and then they shall return when you call this number. " He said as he slid a card across the table for her to take. It had one number on it and that was all. " And they shall bring you to the designated place that i shall have chosen and shall be waiting there for your arrival. " He said as he sat back in his chair with his hands folded awaiting her response.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 8, 2007 8:05:53 GMT -5
She smiled. It seemed that everything she needed was falling into place. She took the card, there was only one number. She nodded, “Over dinner, it is then,” she watched him sit back and fold his arms. She sat up, from where she was leaning on the table, recollecting her position. She’d do anything to get her story, but making a few friends during the journey would be a bonus.
“So long as I am not treated as a prisoner,” her smile was true, and was not fake. It showed her personality that hummed among common jokes, as well as provided a nice touch and glow to her mischievous face.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 8, 2007 8:09:34 GMT -5
He laughed and nodded. " Very well then. However, i shall like to keep this facility a secret so you shall be continued to be blindfolded until you leave. I am sure you can understand that. " He said as he stood to his feet. " I shall see you in a few hours. " He said as he strode out of the room. In a few more moments his men came back into the room and gently placed a blindfold over her eyes and led her from the room, back to a van and helped her inside. Then they drove her back to the nightclub, unblindfolded her and drove away and waited for her call.
(( I shall make a new thread and say you have already called. ))
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 8, 2007 8:11:51 GMT -5
((Yep. Sure. However, must go soon, getting pretty close to midnight.. lol))
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 8, 2007 8:17:57 GMT -5
(( Lol, its only 9 in the morning here. ))
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