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| #Post#: 2689-------------------------------------------------- | |
| One For The Money | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 18, 2017, 5:34 pm | |
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| As the sun was rising above, the air still chilly from the night | |
| air, Tinder slowly opens her eyes knowing she's not where shes's | |
| supposed to be. She can't remember much about last night, but | |
| the pain radiating through her certainly tells a tale of it's | |
| own.. She glances down to look at the small pool of blood that | |
| had gathered beneath her lacerated side, reaching up to feel the | |
| cuts and bruises that dance across her face. And how long has it | |
| been since her last dose? Taking this opportunity while she has | |
| one to grab her bag that was tossed a few feet away, searching | |
| through it for her pills. Her face contorting with confusion as | |
| she dumps it out, "One bottle.. I know I had more." She lets out | |
| a sigh and downs a few of the small amount she has left, she | |
| needs to make these last.. | |
| It takes her a while to even get up the strength to walk, every | |
| inch of her paining even with the pills. Oh so carefully she | |
| places her bag over the slice and starts to walk, she needs to | |
| go to work. She can't just not show up, she just got promoted, | |
| she needs to prove to Niv she can handle it. Making sure her | |
| main wounds are covered she heads towards The Herbiary, thinking | |
| up reasons for the wounds across her face. She needs to find a | |
| good reason, she can't lose this job, she's too behind on her | |
| payments.. As time rolls on she comes up to The Herbiary, | |
| grabbing her key and heading into the backdoor, wanting to avoid | |
| the staff and especially Niv. Just wanting to do her job with no | |
| questions today, she can get through this. | |
| #Post#: 2691-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Nivalia Date: June 18, 2017, 9:29 pm | |
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| Nivalia was already in her office, typing away reports and | |
| tracking in numbers. Her financial quarter was very profitable; | |
| the market value of The Herbiary has gone from the thousands to | |
| the millions. Her managers, the same ponies that were with her | |
| from the very start, now lead branches all over Equestria. The | |
| mare lets out a small smile; her newest hire, was one she could | |
| trust with her life. Tinder was among her closest friends, so | |
| her welfare was also a priority. "Alright, the administrative | |
| work is done for today. Now to make the rounds." The changeling | |
| gets up and stretches as she places on her disguise. She had | |
| been working on the concept for her new look, but hasn't sorted | |
| out the details. Regardless, she heads out of her office and | |
| trots the perimeter of the site. The workers and customers are | |
| greeted with smile and cheer. Rounding a corner, she catches the | |
| sight of an orange mare tending to her work. "Oh, Tinder! Hey | |
| you!" | |
| #Post#: 2692-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 18, 2017, 9:56 pm | |
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| Tinder had been avoiding the crowded areas since the store | |
| opened, watching customers from a a distance, avoiding workers | |
| all together. A few blood stains running down her leg, though | |
| these look fairly fresh. She'd been trying to take it slow, to | |
| not open up the wound, but with the bag rubbing it and her | |
| working it's already started to break again. Her head turns | |
| quickly as her name is called out, still on edge. As she sees | |
| who it is she takes a breath and pushes her fear down, adjusting | |
| her bag as she turns to face Niv, her smile looking a little | |
| crooked with the injuries on her face. "Oh, hey Niv. How's work | |
| going?" Stick to the job... That's what she tells herself. Don't | |
| go off topic, maybe she won't say anything. | |
| #Post#: 2699-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Nivalia Date: June 19, 2017, 12:28 pm | |
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| "It's going pretty well, Tinder. Thank you," Nivalia answers | |
| with a kind smile. "Hey, I wanted to follow up with you about | |
| your promotion. Due to legal and safety matters, we need to get | |
| your physical examination taken care of. It's not something that | |
| has to be done now, but before the end of the day." | |
| #Post#: 2706-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 19, 2017, 8:32 pm | |
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| [i]She didn't say anything.. maybe she's not going to say | |
| anything.[/i] She looks over to Niv, a small frown on her face, | |
| "Why do you need that? I told you before, I am fine. I've told | |
| you that already." Tinder takes a small step back, adjusting her | |
| bag slightly. She's doing her best to ignore the pain, but she | |
| can only do so much, especially with the bag slowly rubbing and | |
| opening the wound. She needs to avoid this physical... She | |
| cannot let Niv know. | |
| #Post#: 2711-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Nivalia Date: June 20, 2017, 3:43 pm | |
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| "I know you've told me. But this is something I have to do; it's | |
| not my call to make." Nivalia sits down, "I know it can be | |
| difficult to get a physical; trust me with my... situation. If | |
| you want I can go with you." She knew things like this upset her | |
| friend, but she had a job to do. Her expression softens. "It's | |
| just a a 30 minute check up. Like I said, as long as it's done | |
| today; there's no rush." | |
| #Post#: 2713-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 20, 2017, 8:09 pm | |
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| Tinder sits down a little bit away, trying to stay calm in the | |
| situation. "Why do you need to do it? You know I'm fine. A | |
| doctor won't tell you any difference." There's tinges of fear | |
| flashing through her eyes, she knows she could lose her job if | |
| this goes through, she can't do it. She can't risk this, what | |
| will happen to her if they find out? Hospitalisation? Rehab? | |
| There are too many factors to be aware of.. Between last nights | |
| injuries, her burns, and her addiction, no hospital is going to | |
| release her, she's going to be stuck. | |
| #Post#: 2714-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Nivalia Date: June 20, 2017, 9:01 pm | |
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| "Yes, well the doctor has to tell records that you're good to | |
| work. I'm sorry Tinder, but it's out of my hoofs. Look, I-" | |
| Nivalia pauses as she spots red dripping from Tinder's side. She | |
| looks away, but her reaction says it all. Her ears fold back, | |
| "Tinder, please follow me to my office. We may need to talk in | |
| private. You're not in trouble, but something needs to be | |
| addressed." The mare turns around and trots back to her office. | |
| #Post#: 2725-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Tinder Date: June 21, 2017, 4:11 pm | |
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| Tinder doesn't even seem to notice the bleeding, trying to think | |
| of ways to get out of this, her mind preoccupied. When Niv | |
| stands to leave, Tinder slowly follows suit, sure she's scared | |
| of what is going on, but she needs to make Niv think it's all | |
| fine. As they reach the office she moves clear of the desk and | |
| sits on the floor, "Why did you need me in here?" Most of the | |
| blood is being soaked into the bag, but there are still drops | |
| getting past. | |
| #Post#: 2735-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: One For The Money | |
| By: Nivalia Date: June 22, 2017, 2:37 pm | |
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| Nivalia remains silent as she sits in her seat; she shuffles a | |
| few papers and places a white box on her desk. The mare looks | |
| over to the unicorn, noting the blood dripping on the floor. | |
| "Tinder... you're bleeding. Quite a bit. Now any other time I'd | |
| offer a bandage and leave it at that. But here at work? I can't | |
| just ignore this." The box opens up to show a red cross. Nivalia | |
| pulls out some gauze and disinfectant. "I need to dress whatever | |
| wound you have." | |
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