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Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Bianca's pretty face had taken on a particularly ugly expression when she turned to look at Estelle her mouth had fallen into a deep scowl that gave her lines that shouldn't be on any twenty-five year old, and the current cast of light showed the hollows in her face where there should have been healthy padding. She crossed her thin arms over her chest, standing akimbo in front of the other woman with her heels, she practically towered over Estelle, but without them she was an inch shorter - but she had always chosen to wear the highest heels she could walk in because she didn't like Nicholas being too much taller than her. Even in the physical sense, she wouldn't stand for having him above her, Oh dear, did I wound his self-esteem? Bianca asked nastily, It's not exactly a difficult thing to do, he's more mouse than man these days. Despite her best efforts, Bianca had never once been able to make Nicholas snap at her even in her most demanding moments he had been patient and understanding - even when she had unleashed tirades of verbal abuse, even during the times she had shrieked like a harpy and had even once pitched a vase across the apartment, he had merely ducked and urged her to calm down, and told her to perhaps find someone to talk to about her anger problems. It had been novel at first, discovering a man who was willing to swallow down his pride to put up with her demands, but these days she just found it pathetic - even now, after what she had just done to him in the restaurant, he wasn't going to come out and tell her off. It was infuriating, and it made her want to go back and slap him across the face for it. He's like a kicked dog, did you ever notice? she continued, stepping up too close to the other woman, looking down her nose at her, Loyal to the bitter end, isn't he? Or is that what you've really come after me about, Estelle - is it that you're angry at me for taking what you so clearly want? You're as pathetic as he is. She leaned back, and her smile was bitterly triumphant, But do you know what the best part of all of this is, Estelle? He just paid for a nice meal for my birthday, and I'm fucking one of the guests sitting back at that table. Every time he goes on one of those business trips, I fuck his friend - and I'm pretty sure he knows it, too, and he never said a damn thing.
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

If anyone was pathetic it surely wasn't Estelle. Words did not irk her to much of an extent actions, however, bruised her ego along with her body. She stood her ground like a solid rock, clearly unfazed by Bianca's height or her attempt at intimidation. It was true, though. Estelle always had extremely strong feelings for Nick, though she masked them with precise persistence. She went through immense agony watching him experience fruitless relationships with women who either just wanted him for his money or simply were zero percent compatible with him. If pathetic means that I'm very passionate about that man then yes, I'm extremely pathetic. Her words were soft and airy as usual. She held her tone arid, enough to show that she wasn't about to be pushed around by some woman who feigned height with the usage of heels. I couldn't care less who you fuck and why. The fact that he spent money on you only for you to completely disdain him? I somewhat salute you for being so devilishly dubious, many women would aspire to be a cold-hearted cunt like you. However, it's you that are irking me. You're interfering with his happiness... which makes me happy. Estelle was lying she was not so overly mendacious, specifically when it came to the well-being of Nick, I love that man. Maybe not the way you pretended to but I've watched his back for years and worked my ass off to keep him at least in pleasant spirits. I'd rather not have you fuck up my hard work now. She would deal with his supposed friend later. Right now? She had some other business to attend to specifically snapping Bianca in two then disdaining her in a nearby trash bin. listulistulistu
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Passion, Bianca scoffed, Now there's a word you'll have some trouble getting him to understand, but really, good luck with that. She took a final draw on her cigarette, dropped it to the ground and crushed out the smoldering end with the pointed tip of her stiletto heel the smoke poured out of her mouth in a neurotic cloud, her eyes rolling upwards, You should be pleased about this, she added nastily, her mouth falling into something between a nasty scowl and smile, After all, now you can have what you want, catch him on the rebound if you like spoiled goods - but just keep in mind, you'll end up being the man of the relationship, I'm certain that if I'd merely asked, he would have let me castrate him. She took a few steps back now, cold eyes observing Estelle the way an entomologist would look at a freshly caught bug that they were about to pin down, What is it, Estelle? she asked, cocking her head back, and the street light didn't do anything good for her, hitting all of those unfortunate hollows again, Is it his good looks? The utterly rural 'charm' ? Or is it the way he always foots the bill for you when the budget gets a little tight - just protecting your investment, is it? Face it, you don't have the courage to do anything about it, and he's about as observative as a brick. She rolled one shoulder up in a half-shrug, But as much as I'd love to stand here and endlessly mock the both of you, I've got a date waiting for me. She turned on her heel and flipped her blonde hair away from her face, continuing to stride away just as Nicholas and Brian emerged from the restaurant, both of them looking around wildly for a moment before they spotted Estelle.
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Suddenly, the sun-kissed woman gazed down she felt a tight moisture within her hand. Her fist was furled so tight that her knuckles were brighter then a winter blizzard. Had her fists been formed the whole time? Was she getting that upset over just Nick? Suddenly she advanced on particularly quick feet for a woman who was unaccustomed to the use of stilettos. Her heels were driven down so hard on the pavement that she felt the material cry out in protest under her weight. If you're going on that date, you're going with a black eye. Courage. Oh, Estelle had plenty of that, though it was most certainly a little more brazenness then anything. She reached outward and grabbed the blond's tawny mane, twirling the healthy handful of hair tight in a newly furled fist. I didn't say I was finished talking . She pulled her hair tighter, the scent of several different hair products wafting up through her nostrils. Estelle was pulling so tight she felt she could damn near rip Bianca's hair loose from her scalp. It gave her a wave of sadistic, lucid pleasure that raked over her form. Mock me all you want, I could careless. But see that man over there, that man you've manipulated and betrayed? She pointed nonchalantly towards Nick who had just skittered outdoors along side his friend, her hand painfully yanking Bianca back further against the will of her back, He's my friend. And as long as I'm around, sugar, no one's going to do ill will to him. The first bitch he dated in high school? She dumped him for the captain of the basketball team. I jumped her outside of the girl's washroom one day after luring her with a little note... I beat that girl so bad that she still can't remember what really happened. Another instance was when one of his little whores smashed the windows out of this nice little Bently he bought. Ha. I chased her down the alley in my Honda, nicked her heels a few times with the bumper, too. Ask her she still has the scars. She pulled tighter. What, now you have nothing to say? Heh. I like it this way. Open your pretty little mouth and I promise I'll make it so bloody you'll be tasting iron every time you suck another man's cock for the rest of your pathetic life, if you don't die from an a contracted sexual disease first, you paltry whore.listulistulistu
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

A sharp cry of protest escaped Bianca when Estelle's fingers dug into her hair and yanked her back, and she staggered on the ridiculously high stilettos, nearly losing her balance entirely, but managing to keep herself from hitting the ground. She couldn't straight up completely, however, because the hand in her hair had her head wrenched awkwardly back, and she stared down her nose at Estelle, blue eyes glowering through overdone lashes. Another yank on her hair and she shrieked, You crazy bitch, Bianca snapped, and whirled her purse around, striking Estelle in the face with the bag as hard as she could manage it right then, stuttering backwards, clutching at her aching scalp when it was released, There's a reason he never shows any interest in you you're out of your fucking mind, you cow. She took a step forward, intending to get a second strike in, but it was at that particular moment that both Nick and Brian appeared at their sides Nick shoved himself in between them, creating a tall, Armani-wrapped human barrier while Brian put a firm but gentle hand on Estelle's shoulder, trying to lure her back to the restaurant. Nick's good-natured face was strained with the attempt to be cheerful, There's really no need - he began, but Bianca's hand shot up before the sentance could be completed and she slapped him hard across the face. Silent for a moment, Nick blinked slowly, his ears gradually turning pink - if he was angry, it didn't show on his face, not even after the second slap, though his shoulders had tensed visibly. Bianca, have you lost your mind? Brian asked, alarmed. No, that stupid bitch has! Bianca shrieked, stamping one foot down onto the ground while Nick stood unwaveringly in place the red wine had dried on his collar like blood now.
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Estelle crammed closed her bright green eyes in reply to Bianca's attack. She felt an odd sensation upon her nose that suddenly made her light headed. Hindered, she staggered backward for a woman, beckoning for support from her heels so she wouldn't tumble to the pavement. Nonetheless, the swat in the face with Bianca's purse was more then worth the shriek. She fanned her visage with a soft palm, trying to rid herself of the veil of confusion lingering over her head. Out of her mind? Bianca didn't know the half of it. Though Estelle appeared to be a selfless mute, she was a mendacious, cruel woman. Though revenge wasn't necessarily her specialties, helping karma get to its destination was. She was a firm believer of what goes around comes around. When Nick interfered, Estelle's eyes went blank with unfitted rage. Her pupils were small, narrowed dollops her emerald pools swirled with a tempest lust for Bianca's shrieks. Of all things. He had to address his dear sweet Bianca first . Estelle did not like having anyone's back turned to her, anyone's . Move, she warned, her voice disturbingly light toned and nonchalant. It was not a suggestion, but a warning. She wanted to break every last one of Bianca's fingers and rip her dress bare from her body and make her parade down the street stark naked. That would sate Estelle's anger. Suddenly, a resounding sound of hand-to-cheek rung in Estelle's head. She blinked aridly for a moment, the sound immediately registering within her head. She yielded towards Nick for a moment, then instinctively kicked off her heels and skillfully unclasped her necklace - which had priceless sentimental value - and stuffed it in the cup of her bra so Bianca wouldn't have anything to pull on. Even so, Estelle no longer had a lion's mane, so there wasn't much hair to pull on, let alone get a decent handful. She advanced on weightless feet, swiveling around Nick with blinding speed and the intent to murder. She balled a tight, unbreakable fist and aimed directly for the woman's jaw. She felt it connect it was a lightening fast, powerful blow. Estelle was pleased to feel Bianca's flesh give way near her mandible immediately after delivering the blow Estelle forced Bianca down onto the ground upon her chest, forcible pressing her cheek to the pavement with an powerful hand while the other clutched her upper arm so hard that she was sure it would have left a bruise-like hand-print. My dear, I can assure you you've yet to see crazy .listulistulistu
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Brian stared at the spot where Estelle had been mere seconds ago, and found only a pair of empty shoes for a moment he entertained the thought that she had become so enraged that she had puffed into smoke, but no, there she was, swerving around Nick and leaping forward, landing with an impressive strike that left both of the men gaping for an instant, unable to believe what they had just seen. A strange, strangled noise escaped Nick's clenched teeth, his fingers clutching pointlessly at the air while the two women were on the ground, savaging eachother. Though, it was really one-sided. The punch had knocked Bianca for a loop and she hadn't even recovered from it before she was on the ground, somewhere between sobbing and screaming, trying to knock Estelle off of her, but at around one-hundred-and-ten pounds, there was little point to her efforts and no muscle mass to help her. Get off of me! Bianca sobbed, and let out a cry of pain when Bianca wrenched on her arm she was bleeding from the mouth, and a bruise had already begun to form on her otherwise colourless skin, I will fucking sue you! My father will make you pay for this! Their brains came back to them both Brian and Nick were moving again, No, no, no, no, Nick was uttering and he lunged forward, taking hold of Estelle from around the waist and using his more than significant strength to pull her up, pulling her away from Bianca in the distance, there was the sound of police sirens and Nick's eyes flicked towards the direction it was coming from, Let go, Estelle, let her go, please. Brian bit at his fist it was a fairly normal reaction for a lawyer who had found himself in this sort of situation there was good reason for the reaction, too, because it was only moments later that the police-issued Ford pulled up to the curb, siren flashing blue and red while two officers emerged from the car, both of them running towards the scene. It's alright officers, Brian immediately replied, his voice intensely smooth as he sidled up to the cops, We have them under control, it's just a bit of a tussle. He glanced behind himself Bianca was on the ground sobbing and holding her bleeding face, and Estelle was being held up by Nick, and he almost winced before hanging his head. The first officer - a tall slip of a man with the gold tag 'Crowman' on his uniform - eyed Brian the way an entomologist might eye a living insect that's not in his collection yet, Uh huh, he said slowly, Brian Meadows, yeah? The attorney? Yes, that would be me, Brian replied, instantly on guard. Right. You're good, I know that, Crowman said, and moved around Brian, But stay out of the way, okay? His partner - shorter and darker in every way - was already kneeling beside Bianca, using his radio to call in for an ambulance.
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Estelle's well manicured claws gripped and pried at Nick's wrists, attempting to somehow force him to release her. Daddy can't help you, princess. Estelle's voice was light and calm, though her eyes reflected her sheer, lewd distaste towards Bianca. There's plenty of money to go around, but not enough to fix your twisted superiority complex, you stupid bitch. The Caribbean woman clenched her teeth, her legs freely swaying before she planted them on the ground. How did it feel to lick the pavement, princess? Her eyes flickered for a moment. She finally stopped struggling, though her hands were still firmly planted on Nick's wrists. As the police officers arrived, Estelle still seemed clearly unperturbed. She had dealt with them before on several other accounts. Though Estelle was generally passive and avoided most violent situations when possible, she found it sometimes necessary to interfere and put the fear of god in some women... like Bianca, for instance. Estelle wasn't done yet since she clearly didn't get the picture. Well, maybe for now she did. Nick would drink his sorrows away tonight and sleep peacefully, which gave Estelle some peace of mind, while Estelle would probably spend the night in a local jail for her misdemeanors. Brian get me my shoes, she demanded, lobbing the man a scalding leer. He was lucky Estelle hadn't turned her sights to him - the devastation would have most certainly been biblical . listulistulistu
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

Nick held firm when Estelle's nails dug into his wrists because, really, there had been much worse once he was sure it was safe to do so, he let her feet gently touch the ground again, releasing her waist and taking a moment to even smooth out the lines he had left in her dress, his expression grim. Bianca was still on the ground then, the smaller officer leaning in and speaking to her in a low tone, to which she was responding with various nods or head shakes, tears streaking her normally cold face with mascara while her hands gripped instinctively at his jacket, seeking out some form of comfort. Brian's brows shot up at Estelle's hissed out demand, and climbed higher still because of the glare he raised a hand and saluted her as confirmation of his obedience, and scooped up the shoes, bringing them over to her, You know, Estelle, Brian said conversationally, In my years of being in court, I've dealt with serial killers, terrorists, and rapists, and yet I've never recieved a look quite as filthy as the one you just gave me. I would like to bottle that some time for use as a secondary argument. He handed her the pumps, and spoke quietly, We'll get you out soon. he said no need to sugar coat it, Estelle would know she was going to jail for what she had just done, but frankly, Brian was unable to blame the woman for it, because even if he abhorred violence, Estelle had simply done what everyone at the table had wished - in their heads - that someone would do. And Officer Crowman approached her he was quite young, but his eyes looked like they were two decades older than the rest of him, We're going to need to talk about this down at the station, he said, and then looked from her, to the car, to Bianca, and back to Estelle before tiredly reaching for his cuffs, a motion he undoubtedly repeated several times a day he moved around behind her then and began to go through the motions, You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law,
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

So, what exactly happened? She remembered the officer asking. Estelle wasn't pleased to have to explain her cause. Either way, it would have been against her. She explained the situation - how Bianca had assaulted Nick, and as a man - well, a nonchalant one - he didn't retort. So, she said she felt the need to act in his place. Estelle had always been the voice for Nick, even in high school. But, after all of these years of no rewards of thanks, the voice was growing more and more tired to a point where it would just fade away. That's how Estelle felt. Used at some points. She was so distraught at that very moment she began to take Bianca's words into consideration. He was like a dog. A painstakingly, loyal dog. I'm just trying to hard to get him to notice me. The young woman's eyes were heavy. She swiped at them with a balled fist, inhaling sharply then sniffling. A musty scent of aged beer and body odor wafted about the cold, dank cell. The lights outside of it were dull she could hear a few police officers outside shuffle about, conferring about their families and their children while she was perched on a severely frigid metal bench. She raised a hand and gingerly swiped at her bangs, letting forth a fatigued sigh, followed by a soft groan. She pressed her back towards the cement-brick that she was caged in on two sides, eventually being subdued by the apparent fatigue that washed over her. This wasn't a first time in custody - in fact, it was the second. She was accustomed to such ammeters, after all. It didn't take long for the woman to begin to slip in and out of consciousness while her body beckoned for rest. What time was it? One, maybe two AM? In here, it didn't matter.listulistulistu
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

The ambulance showed moments before the police car left and Bianca was led to it, examined, and then the decision was made to take her to the hospital for futher observation the paramedics asked if anyone would be going with her, and she somehow managed to turn great big, watery blue eyes onto Nick and give him a begging look that nearly tore his heart out of his chest. Up until then, Brian had thought Nick was an utter fool for staying with her, but for an instant he found himself with a painful understanding of what the bigger man was currently thinking - after all, he was a good man and yet his fiancee had just humiliated him, fought with his best friend, and was now pleading for him to go with her to the hospital. Please, Nick? Come with me? Come back to me? she asked, her voice almost child-like right then, all coldness evaporated by a shaky fear, and she even held out her hands to him, a quiet pleading for forgiveness and sympathy - and Nick stepped forward, as though drawn by her, but he stopped himself and lowered his head, eyes shifting to the ground. Nicky? His lips became a thin line, and he took back the step he had given her and shook his head she stared at him. Nicholas . she tried again, her voice just a little harder, and this time Nick turned and walked away, heading for his car and leaving Brian staring after him. Yes, Nicholas Godwit was a good man, Brian knew that - but some days he had to wonder what it was about him that continuously brought hail showers of insanity like Bianca into his life. Nicholas drove his BMW down to the police station and arrived only minutes after Estelle had been taken into holding despite his timely arrival, he found himself waiting for hours - most of which he spent pacing. By the time all of the paperwork had been done, it was nearing on two in the morning and somehow, while everyone else was asleep in the room, he was still pacing the moment her bail was posted, Nick appeared outside the holding cell, peering around and discovering Estelle nodding off at the side of the room, Estelle, he said, gripping the bars for the very early hours of the morning, he appeared far too perky he even bounced a little on the balls of his feet, Estelle, come on, let's go.
Thread: Perfect Stranger (SevenxDream)

ooc a little short on my part, sorry, especially for a 10 day wait I tried to make it longer but not much to be added! A familiar voice filled the woman's head. She took her time and lifted her head which seemed heavier then normal. Nick? Was it him? Her entangled eyelashes eventually separated revealing the dying ginger-ale shade of her fatigued eyes. Estelle sniffled, swiping at the side of her face with a clammy palm. Huh? She lazily let her long legs skitter off of the small bench, directing herself over to the broad caster of a massive shadow that seemed to consume the entire cell. Nickie? She prudently furled a fist and rubbed her eyes, soon leering up towards those of her good friend. Let's go? Did that mean he posted bail? Her heart pounded potential freedom? She watched as the lazy guard ambled over towards the cage simultaneously fuddling with the keys. The metallic song was like a midnight lullaby to her. You're free to go, Ms. Lights. The woman stumbled out of the jail much like a bird would from its cage. Her eyes suddenly filled with life. Thanks, Nick. She flashed him a meager - but somehow toothy - grin and leered longingly towards the door.listulistulistu