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Perfectly Normal	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 6947 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Perfectly Normal Chapter
Fifty Nine
Disclaimers Apply

A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� Hinky
feelings suck.� InterNutter, TC, Maxwell
Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for
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ProPhile: *poke * Morgan: You out there?�
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�� This is
stupid.�� Brian closed the laptop with a
definitive snap and frowned at it as if he were blaming it for all his current
troubles.� �This whole goddamned thing is
stupid.�
�� Shut up,�
Jacob snapped.� �You�re the one who
wanted to do this so bad I thought you�d bust a nut over it.� Fucking hell, we�re leaving tomorrow. We�d
have to repay all that grant money if we didn�t finish this.�
�� And repay
the Friends,� he pointed out in a considerably more morose tone than he
realized.� �They�re not really happy
right now.�
�� No shit.�
Jacob stretched his legs out in front of him on the dewy grass, the late
evening sun giving way to the early night moon.�
�We�re all packed up.� We just
need to take a few more shots.� Those
girls are at that strip club in town, trying to be all sneaky.� Now would be the perfect time to hit their
rooms.�
�� Uh, no.�� Brian
stood, dusting bits of grass from the back of his jeans.� �I�m not gonna get
caught going into teenaged girl bedrooms.�
That�s just asking to get shot.��
He glanced up at the house with it�s few lights
and sighed under his breath.� �That Logan douche bag kind of
freaks me out a little. Keeps looking at me like he wants to eat me or ass rape
me or something.�
�� Probably
closer to �wants to kill you�,� Jacob pointed out helpfully.� He stood, joining his friend and
co-conspirator in examining the mansion from afar.� �We have all we need for school.� Let�s just let the Friends take care of the
rest.�� He knew that Brian would object
but he did not like having to serve two masters, as it were.� He knew that the more they tried to see,
tried to do, the more likely it was that they would suffer for it.� �The old guy in charge here is nuttier than a
fruitcake�did you see that helmet on his desk earlier? And I swear that Raven
bitch has the hots for me� she was all like staring
at us!�
�� Maybe it�s
me she has the hots for,� Brian commented dryly.� He tapped one finger against the casing of
the lap top, reminding his friend what they had captured on video.� �We can prove it�s not faked, remember.�
�� Did you do
a final check on all of our sound stuff?��
Jacob sighed.� He was sick to
death of this project and it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to
remember just why they had selected it in the first place.� Oh,
right.� We�re getting paid.� �I left the lockbox on my bed��
�� Jackass!� Brian�s hand shot out and he punched his friend
hard on the shoulder, harder than just a companionable gesture would
warrant.� �What the fuck
are you leaving shit out in plain sight for?�� His voice had ratcheted up several notches to
the point where it would draw attention should anyone be outside.� Ignoring Jacob�s pained grunt and hissed
expletives, he added, �That�s why you�re the one always getting shit from the
Friends! Dumb shit like that, fuckwad!�
�� Nice,�
Jacob retorted.� �You�re a douche
bag.� Besides, no one can get into the
lock box.� It�s LOCKED!�� He grabbed up his camera bag from the ground
and paused, adding, �Out of all the shit I�ve seen, including your little
sparkler burn, I ain�t seen one of them able to get
into a locked box like that one.�� He
shrugged the bag into a comfortable position and started down the slope of the expansive
lawn towards the lake, the cliff at the far edge of the property to his right
and offering him the niggling of an embarrassing urge to shove Brian over
it.� �I�ve got some more shots to get in
before it gets too much darker. You do whatever you want.� I�m finishing up and going to bed.�
�� Brian bit
his tongue, holding back the urge to shout out just what he thought of Jacob at
that moment and just what he could do and who he could do it with.� Instead, he turned around and began the short
walk back to the house proper.� A soft,
crunching noise drew his steps to a half, however, and he felt his skin began
to crawl.� He was being watched, he
knew.� Someone had heard them�
�� Keep your
fool mouth shut,� a distinctly feminine, husky voice ordered as something sharp
pressed against his back and throat.� �This
blade is against your kidney.� I will
sever your renal artery and leave you hear to die slowly if you do not obey
me.� This blade,� she pressed the other
one gently against his skin, �is over your thyroid and vocal cords.� Just a little pressure and no one will hear
you scream.� If the kidney wound does not
kill you, the other one will.�� When
Brian remained still, she continued, smiling as he trembled slightly.� �You know they are mutants as surely as I
know you are one of those Friends of Humanity pieces of offal.� At this moment in my life, I do not
care.� I do, however, want something from
you.� Something very
valuable.� If you give it to me,
you can live.� I want your
recordings.� Not all of them.� Just the ones of mutant
activity.� I want them now.�
�� What if��
Brian paused, too scared to swallow with the knife against his throat.� �What if I trick you? What if I give you the
wrong things?��
�� Then I
will hunt you down and kill you.�� Her
voice was so matter of fact that there was no doubt as to the veracity of her
words.� �I frankly do not care if these Eloi are caught out but I can use the bargaining chip.�
�� Brian
considered, for a moment, trying to flee or trying to truly trick her. She was
strong, he knew without a doubt, and she felt strange pressed against his
back.� He was sure she had more knives on
her somehow, more weapons.� �Who are you?�
�� How trite,�
Marrow sighed, sounding openly disappointed.�
�Do you agree to give me the recordings or not?�
�� Why don�t
you just steal them yourself?� he demanded, growing bold as she did not press
the blades again.� �You want �em so bad, take �em!�
�� Fine�� She drove her knee into his lower back,
dropping him to the ground as she swept her blades away.� �Be difficult.�� With a sharp blow, she rendered him unconscious.� �Bastard.�
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