— treat.” She nodded, and she had no intention of taking no for an answer.
“It’s got some weird… runes carved into it, it used to be used an old jewellery box but it’s just been giving me the creeps to be honest. I tend to not open it if it’s avoidable.”
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry if I interrupted your day, I just desperately want this out of my house and I was told you’re the best for the job.”
The teacher slid the box across the table they had just been seated at, nose twitching. “I’ll pay for the appraisal and lunch is my —
@Agent_Xena The woman slowly moved towards her, only close enough to take the identification that was offered and then she stepped three steps back once more.
“Okay… Agent Xena. How do I get home? Why am I even here? I’m just a schoolteacher, I have work today and I really don’t want to —
@Agent_Xena Jennifer let out another soft whimper as she realised she was no where near where she had been.
Had she been drugged? She.. couldn’t even remember how she got here.
“How… who are you?”
The school teacher turned out, still keeping a very large amount of space between —
@Agent_Xena — I go?” Her voice was quivering softly as she gazed at the woman who had just shot a man to protect her.
“I should probably go. My students will be worried.”
Before the woman could respond, she had grabbed her tote bag and practically ran out of the building they were in.
@Agent_Xena The moment she was out of the man’s grasp she was backing away until her back came into contact with a wall, whimpering softly.
She wasn’t one for resorting to such harmful acts of punishment, but she was a school teacher and had never been in such a position before.
“Can —
@Agent_Xena “I… oh,” she breathed out as she examined the older woman, shaking her head gently.
“It’s really fine, ma’am. I can handle myself.” The teacher most definitely could not handle herself, and she was planning on never leaving her house again after this. But she truly hated —