Raven Darkholme (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
amutantingotham) wrote2012-08-09 11:28 pm
amutantingotham) wrote2012-08-09 11:28 pm
AU ; George Stacy
[She's nervous to be here. Nervous because she knows what she needs to do, and does think she might actually enjoy it -- but because the idea of actually betraying someone she's come to pity, come to like -- is a little daunting.
The actual betraying will come later, of course, as right now she's just going to be getting the blackmail material.
She takes a breath and knocks on his door, putting on a face that's a little more distressed than she really is.]
The actual betraying will come later, of course, as right now she's just going to be getting the blackmail material.
She takes a breath and knocks on his door, putting on a face that's a little more distressed than she really is.]
no subject
[More honesty, and she's losing her nerve. Going all the way would be a better, more secure bit of blackmail -- but that seems unnecessarily cruel.
She draws back enough to pick up her jacket in a smooth motion, pull it on hastily.]
I should go. I'll -- figure something out.
no subject
...Jennifer..it-
[How compromised is he?] ...Yeah okay.
[Is there a nasty bite to his tone? Yes there is.]
no subject
[She shakes her head, flustered, and when she looks down she can feel her composure slipping.]
Really sorry.
[The pictures show up on his desk the next day, menacing block letters on the back of the high-resolution photographs.
NOT THE BEST FACE TO SHOW THE PUBLIC, MR. STACY.
WE'RE WATCHING YOU.
Jennifer doesn't show up for work that day, nor the next. ]