New and Improved <3 [Nick]

[Sara Quinn]

Sara exited the English class on her crutches, her bag slung over her shoulder. Ya. She was probably going to get something to eat. That sounded nice. You know what sounded nicer? Not having her leg broken and causing some havoc D<

But no... That couldn't be the case here. No, she had to hobble along on these damn crutches and hope she didn't fall flat on her face. Screw this, she was going home. She wasn't sticking around. She would go home and make herself some food and then go back to sleep. It seemed she needed more sleep then ever these days. It was like, no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to get enough sleep. At all. It was ridiculous.

She continued down the crowded hall heading towards her locker. She was completely lost in her thoughts now. She just wanted to get out of here. She needed to clean her house. She still hadn't touched it since the kidnapping. The place was a mess. A complete war zone. Which it was supposed to look like. Like a gang war had gone on. She didn't know why she kept it like that until now. Maybe because it reminded her of her of her current objective everytime she looked around...

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick exited the English class in a bit of a hurry to catch up to Sara, who had left rather immediately once the teacher had dismissed them. He rushed through the hall to find the girl on crutches, trying to maneuver her way around poorly on the metal supports. He strode alongside her for a few seconds to see if she would notice him before he spoke.

"So... were you just going to leave me behind and not tell me what's going on?"

He really wanted to know the reason for her not contacting him in the last couple weeks since their date. He thought that what they had shared was special, but apparently Nick wasn't that important to her. He needed to find out the truth because he couldn't believe that.

[Sara Quinn]

"So... were you just going to leave me behind and not tell me what's going on?"

Ah crap... =_=" Sara stopped and turned to look at Nick, plastering a smile on her face. She had hoping SO much to avoid a confrontation with someone she knew from before the... training. "Hey Nick..." ^__^" Shit shit shit...

Sara glanced around, looking for an exit. This wasn't good. Nick was... Important to her... They had spend an amazing night together. The date had been... Amazing. But things had changed. She couldn't afford to be seen with him for to long. With what she was planning, what she was doing, who she was involved with... All of it... He would only be hurt. Hurt and disgusted with her. She didn't need to problems of being involved with him on any level at this point.

"Nothing is going on... I'm afraid I don't... quite... know what you're talking about..." She fiddled with her crutches, adjusting them. This wasn't going to go well. If he pushed her... She would push back. And it wouldn't end well.

[Nicolas Constantine]

The look on her face and the way she was acting right off the bat made Nick suspicious.

"You don't know what I'm talking about? Hm. If I recall, I haven't heard from you or seen you for about two weeks now."

He stared at her with a serious look on his face. He felt like the one night stand that she didn't want to remember. And it wasn't a good feeling at all.

"If you wouldn't like to talk here, then fine, but we do need to talk. Now."

If she wanted to act this way, he would have to be very stern with her.

[Sara Quinn]

"If you wouldn't like to talk here, then fine, but we do need to talk. Now."

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8DDD

Boy thought he could order her around? OH HELL NO D<

A sick, twisted smile appeared on her face, and she giggled wickedly, her eyes wide as though unseeing. It was obvious... More so at this moment then any other. Crazy Sara was crazy And she was NOT happy.

This was her first meeting with anyone she had been remotely close with before the kidnapping. He would be the first to see just how badly they had destroyed her mind.

The bag slid off her shoulder, and one of her crutches dropped to the ground. In one fluid motion she had the remaining crutch in both hands and was swinging it at his head like a bat, the sick grin still on her face.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick's eyes widened when he saw that crooked evil grin on her face. Something was definitely up with this one. He dropped her bag and a crutch and swung at him with the other one. If she wasn't so slow and awkward from her injury, he wouldn't have been able to dodge it so easily. He didn't even have to activate his Qi.

He backed up from her quickly and far enough away so she couldn't take another swing at him. Nick could yell at her from this safe distance for now.

"What the fucking bloody hell was that for, Sara!? I'm just concerned about you is all!"

He looked at her with disbelief and disappointment.

[Sara Quinn]

"What the fucking bloody hell was that for, Sara!? I'm just concerned about you is all!"



Sara put the crutch back under her arm to support herself. She leaned on it casually and watched him closely, the same sick smile never leaving her face as she stared at him across the hall. "Don't be concerned Nick. I'm fine."

She would take a quick step forward, and then, pulling the crutch from under her arm she would spear it out at him in a quick jab at his abdomen. The thing about her knee was that she just shouldn't be using it. Not that she couldn't per say. She was only waiting for the plate to set. Nick needed to back off though. She wasn't going to talk about what had happened. Not yet.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick was watching her too closely to let her get a jab of her crutch in his stomach. He lightly moved to the side to avoid it, his gaze never leaving hers. What was wrong with her? It had to be something mental because they shared to close a bond for any emotions to get in the way. He was concerned, and no matter how many times she would say she's fine, he wouldn't change his mind until she was fine and he knew it to be a fact.

"Sara, you're obviously not fine if you keep attacking me when all I'm trying to do is help..." he said calmly and clearly, enunciating every syllable.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara dropped the smile, her expression hardening in anger. Bugger needed to stop moving and stand the fuck still so she could hit him. "Well you're not helping, so just BACK OFF." That was it, Sara was done.

She bent down and picked up her other crutch and bag. Putting both crutches under her arms and the bag over her shoulder she threw Nick one more glare and turned to leave. She didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want to... either physically or emotionally, but she would. And she would hurt him badly. He needed to back off. What would hurt him the most would probably be learning what had happened to her. He didn't need to know that shit, and she didn't need to have people knowing.

[Nicolas Constantine]

Nick wasn't done with her. When she turned to hobble away after giving him her death glare, he would rush to catch up with her once again.

"Sara. I thought that we had a connection, that you felt comfortable telling me things that were troubling you. I've said it before, I won't judge you, I just want to know what's wrong."

He looked at her with a truly concerned look on his face.

"I-I really care about you..."

He looked down at his feet while he continued to walk next to her.

"And I thought you cared about me too, but I guess I was wrong..."