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Post by Jack King on Oct 6, 2013 0:17:49 GMT -5
Jack nodded, then frowned a bit. "If I'm right, I think one of my sister's horde took a good whack at your daughter... I can't apologize for her, but... I hope it wasn't too serious." Though, he wasn't sure how much he was hoping here... He decided it was best to move on before she could analyze that chunk of awkward too much.
"If you don't mind me asking... WHY would you stay with him?" He leaned forward a bit, arms folded on the desk before him. Honestly, he just couldn't make sense of it... "Is it because you have to? Is he threatening you or..?" From what Jack had seen, she seemed nice enough. Tough and a bit protective of her children, likely not easily pushed around...
But if Archer was pushing, it might be more likely to be off of a CLIFF than anything else... He wouldn't put it past his abilities to threaten Mrs Speirs here... Or perhaps that was just him being paranoid...
He doubted that, though.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Oct 6, 2013 0:30:07 GMT -5
Desiree sighed, she was expecting that question sooner or later. "No, he's never once threatened me believe it or not. He's just..." she bit her lip a looked the other way. "Just a really smooth talker is all. I was terrified when I first found out what he really did, but I don't know..." She shrugged. "He was charming, and he gave me everything I could ever want and more. For someone who grew up with nothing, it just seemed like a good place to be." A shrug. "Then I got pregnant with Daemon, and it just... turned into a permanent thing." It was complicated to explain, she really didn't expect him to understand.
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Post by Jack King on Oct 6, 2013 0:47:41 GMT -5
Jack's grimace was, thankfully, purely inward. That honestly sounded worse... At least to him. Manipulation was obviously one of Archer's main games, and the man had gotten good... that was always TERRIBLE...
So, he supposed, he didn't quite understand her on this one. "Can't say I see..." He said after a long moment.
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Oct 6, 2013 1:07:01 GMT -5
"I don't expect you to." Desiree replied simply. "That's just how it is, and I'm sorry but your opinion doesn't matter in this case." She smiled a little. "But I'm not miserable, far from it really."
She stood to her feet. "Well, he doesn't know I'm here, and I'd rather him not find out and run into you up here, so I'm gonna leave now." She held her hand out to Jack, giving him yet another grateful smile. "Thank you for speaking with me, and do me a favor and not let Daemon know we had this talk? I don't think he wants to know his mom got involved in his problems."
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Post by Jack King on Oct 6, 2013 1:16:32 GMT -5
Jack nodded. "I'll make certain that he doesn't find out," the pianist replied before holding out a hand for Mrs Speirs to shake. "And thank you for that," he said in reference to her leaving before Archer arrived. He hoped to never see the man ever again, and he would go to great lengths to avoid another meeting with him... Jack still had a scar or three from the man and his minions...
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Post by Desiree Diaz on Oct 6, 2013 2:23:08 GMT -5
Desiree nodded in response to his thanks, shaking his hand as she did so. "It was nice to finally meet you." She hoped if they had to meet again that it would be on good terms, though unfortunately with their families that was a little high hoping. She gave Mr. King one last smile before turning to make her way out, now she just had to think of a proper excuse as to why she had been out for so long...
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