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Sky , Gone for the next two weeks. On vacation!
(last edited Aug 15, 2012 12:59PM)
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Aug 15, 2012 12:00PM
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Sheri had empty shopping bags on her arm, her dark-tinted sunglasses hiding her gaze from everyone around her. She sat on a bench, watching the people passing her casually as she pretended to look for something in her purse.
Sheri looked up at the store manager and sighed. Her boss had been asking for her to bring a guy back for the last week, but she'd only seemed to find girls that fit the requirements. If she could bring back both...She checked her watch and smiled. Two minutes, and she was on the clock.
Sheri looked up a few moments later, watching a guy approach that looked perfect for what her boss was asking for. She studied his profile, then judged him to be perfect. She stood up, adjusting her purse on her shoulder as she walked ahead of him. She turned around to look at him, looking worried and agitated. "Excuse me?" she said and smiled slightly. "I was wondering if you knew which way the parking lot is? I can't seem to find it, and I've been walking in circles for I don't know how long!"
She looked in that direction, trying to see over the mass of people around her. "Oh, God, I knew I should have worn taller heels!" she complained, then sighed, looking back at him. "Would it be too much of a bother for you to walk me over there?"
She smiled gratefully up at him. "Thank you so much," she said, turning with him towards the exit, her hand holding tightly to his arm as if she didn't want to get lost.
She looked out the window near the exit. She stood on her toes to try to see off into the back of the parking lot, but couldn't seem to find what she was looking for. She turned towards him, looking frightened. "You won't accompany me to my car? I'm always terrified that someone will attack me from around one of the cars. Would you...oh, no, I suppose I've bothered you enough already," she said, looking down.
She tilted her head and smiled. "I don't know what I did right to run into someone like you, but I'm terribly grateful," she said. "I can't thank you enough."
She waved her hand dismissively as they walked through the parking lot. "Ma'am," she repeated, laughing. "It makes me feel older than I am. But I appreciate the thought. Call me Sharon." It wasn't her real name, but close enough she would recognize it.
((I think I'm going to change her age and lower it...))
((I think I'm going to change her age and lower it...))
She led him back towards the parking spaces all the way at the back of the mall, away from the street. "I might be acting a little too forward, but I never did catch the name of the knight in shining armor that came to my distressed damsel's aid," she smiled wryly.
Preppy girls casted glances at her hair and clothes. She was wearing silver flats white skinny jeans and a black shirt. In her hair was a silver flower pinning her bangs to the side.
They reached two cars parked next to each other: one a large van with tinted windows, and one a bright red sports car that she stood next to. She turned around, presumably to thank him again when she fell, one of her arms (conveniently) caught in her bag.
She smiled. "Oh, Josh. I am just fine." She grabbed onto his outstretched arm with one hand, the other injecting something into his neck. It had enough painkillers to knock out a football player for hours. She didn't want to make the dose too small, after all.
Century carelessly smirked at them. She didn't like anyone for any other reason than them to talking to her.
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Sky , Gone for the next two weeks. On vacation!
(last edited Aug 15, 2012 05:16PM)
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She laughed at his expression, unlocking the trunk of the van and lifting him into the back. She pulled out the roll of duct tape in the windowsill, taping his ankles together and his hands behind his back. She finally placed a strip over his mouth and blindfolded him in case he tried to look out the window. She pulled off her blonde wig, revealing her short cropped hair. She pulled on a curly brown haired wig, closing the trunk and locking it before heading back to the mall.
Century entered the Bath and Body store to get something for her grandmother because it was her birthday today.
Sheri walked around the mall for another twenty minutes before finding her second target in one of the lotion stores. She never bothered to look at the names of stores, only the contents. She ran up to her, pulling her arm gently but firmly so the girl would face her. "Help, please. My sister's lost in the parking lot somewhere and I can't find her!" Panic crept into her voice as she looked pleadingly at the girl.
Sky wrote: "Sheri walked around the mall for another twenty minutes before finding her second target in one of the lotion stores. She never bothered to look at the names of stores, only the contents. She ran u..."Century scrunched her eye's together in confusion and a little anger because the girl made her drop the perfume in her hand.
"Why didn't you just ask security? Or use a bull horn?" she suggested frowning a little and jerked her arm away from her grasp and kneeled down to pick up the perfume.
She frowned back, even though she felt like smiling. Ahh, so she's a fighter. Good. "I did. They didn't believe me. And who carries a bullhorn to a mall?" she shook her head like she was getting off track. "Please help me find her!?"
Century sighed aggrivated but smiled fakely,"Fine." she stocked out of the store and walked up to the nearest security guard. "Exuse me sir but this young lady needs help finding her little sister in the parking lot. And she keeps bugging me! Can you help and get her off my back?" she asked nicely but pleading.
The security guard looked down at Sheri suspiciously, so she went into a lengthy description of her sister until the security guard asked her to stop, calling it in on his radio. "Alright, there'll be a few officers out there to help you, and we'll check in here to make sure she didn't come back. Miss, would you mind escorting her back to her vehicle?" he asked, giving her a look that said, she's crazy, so just go with it to make her happy.
Century sighed and turned to the girl,"Look I don't have the time to go with you. I have to buy a gift for my grandma and it usually takes time so I'm not wasteing it with you." she tried to put it as politly as she could but instead it came out harsh and rude.
Sheri glared at her, hearing the bitterness behind the words. "So, if your grandma was lost in the parking lot like my sister is now, and when you asked someone to help and they refused, what would you do!?" she demanded.
She laughed at her,"First of all my grandma would never get lost in a parking lot and if she did she would look for the mall. You know that big building? And shouldn't you be out there looking for her? How old is she anyway?"
"She's twelve, for your information, and she isn't known to think clearly under pressure. I'd think she'd be pretty freaked out by now, and I don't know what's happened to her since I saw her last. So could you please just help me for five minutes? After that, if we haven't found her, you can leave and I'll find someone else to help," she grumbled.
Thanking the security guard, she followed after her, a small private smile spreading across her face. Perfect. "The last I saw her, she was over here," she said, gesturing towards the back where the van and red sports car waited. There were more cars around them, mostly SUVs and pickup trucks.
Sheri rolled her eyes, taking something out of her pocket. She approached the girl and jabbed the syringe into her neck, the same large dosage of painkillers that she'd used on the man before her.
Sheri unlocked the trunk and used the duct tape again to tape the girl's ankles and wrists together, taping her mouth shut and blindfolding her. She shut the trunk, hopped into the driver's seat and started the car, glancing back at them.
Josh groaned and his eyes opened slightly. What the heck? Where am I? he thought to himself, starting to freak out.
Century woke up and tried to open her eyes but found she couldn't. She paniced. She licked the duck tape off of her mouth and moved her hands in front of her. She began to bite it off. Tearing it. When her hands were free she took off the blind fold and looked at where she was. It was hot and dark. She felt for her feet and tore it off.
Sheri pulled into a parking lot, opening the trunk to see that the girl had escaped from the tape. She grabbed the girl's wrists, pinning them down to the ground with a strength that seemed disproportionate to her small frame. Then she pulled out a knife and held it to her throat. "I wouldn't move if I was you."


