Room 205, Friday afternoon [NFB]

[sneerkite]

Steerpike was looking over his plans, making sure that it looked like everything was in order and trying to work out a good day for him to put them into action.

Soon, that was all he knew. Very, very soon.

[ooc: for them what knows who they are, NFB, please!]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She dug in her heels and became dead weight, and doing so, tried to reach around with her left hand and grab that gun at the small of her back.

"You haven't given me a chance to even get them!"

[sneerkite]

He was stronger than he looked, and he didn't let go as she went to dead weight. He also ignored her reaching. "I've given you any number of chances! Each and every time I told you to give me the pictures and leave was a chance for you to do so. And you haven't. You've been trying to distract me and belittle me and I won't stand for it."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"You are being a total pain in my ass, Steerpike! You are also ruining my blouse!" Annette tried hard to yank herself back from his hold, even going so far as to drop to her knees. Her hand wrapped around the gun and she brought it around in a quick flash, surprising even herself.

"Now, let go!"

[sneerkite]

It was painfully clear from the expression on Annette's face and the manner in which she was holding the thing that what she was holding was a weapon.

Steerpike let go and stepped back. "I assure you, you will have no need for . . . whatever that is."

[nadiathesaint]

After her phonecall to M, Nadia decided it might be best to check in on Annette. But she wasn't in her room, and Nadia had no idea where she might be, so she headed down to check in Annette's . . . little project, instead.

She arrived outside Steerpike's door just in time to hear his statement, and with a firm shoulder against the door, shoved it open. It took her no more than a moment to assess the situation.

"Steamedpork, get the hell back and down. Annette, give me the gun. Now."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette fell back on her ass when he let go but she scrambled up quick enough, "No need? You just grabbed me and threatened-" Her eyes snapped to the door and she gasped when Nadia came in. "Nadia!" Annette flailed a little, waving the gun. "What are you doing here?" She didn't move and she kept half her attention on Steerpike.

[sneerkite]

Steerpike had done exactly as Nadia had said, having dropped back and sat down quite heavily on his bed.

"She came into this room, taunted me with photos of . . . an indiscretion, refused to leave, and now she's waving that . . . thing around! I've done nothing wrong!"

[nadiathesaint]

"Shut up, Snakebite," Nadia pulled the door closed and stepped over to Annette, dropping low and holding out her hand. "For godssake, Annette, don't wave that around. Hand it over, now and let's get out of here, okay?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She was glaring at Steerpike, "You are such a liar! He let me in," she said to Nadia, still looking at Steerpike. "I tried to be helpful, ask him to lunch. But no, he grabs me, oh yes, he used brute force against me and I was...scared for my life! I had to choice but to defend myself." Annette pointed the gun at Steerpike, unwavering, probably because she knew it wasn't loaded. Still, she had to make a point. "Don't ever touch me again. Ever."

She finally looked at Nadia and nodded once, handing her the gun.

[sneerkite]

"I gave her plenty of warning and I intended only to make her leave. This is not my fault!" Steerpike might be sulking, and he was definitely staying well away from Annette and Nadia.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia immediately checked the safety and the chamber on the gun and relaxed when she noted that it wasn't loaded.

That didn't make things much better, though. "I said shut up, Steerbreak. I'll talk to you later." She tucked the gun away and held out her hand again to Annette. "Annette, you and I are going to go for a walk. We're going down to the weapons cabinet to secure this, and we are going to have a very long talk. Is that clear?"

[sneerkite]

Steerpike glared for all he was worth, but he fell silent.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She only nodded again, glaring at Steerpike. She didn't need anything said to her in front of him.

Taking Nadia's hand, she came up fully and realized just then that she was shaking, bad.

[nadiathesaint]

"Right then, let's go." With one last hard glance at Steerpike, Nadia lead Annette out of the room.