Deadly Belladonna (madargon) wrote in lv426, @ 2010-05-17 21:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | 3rd person sample |
Application Samples: 3rd person
Bela Talbot
Third-Person Sample: Getting her hands on the locket had been a bother to say the least and with a buyer that was refusing to pay the full price Bela was feeling her patience running short. Really, she provided a service and items that no one else could come by and yet there was always some rich and pompous ass who thought they could refuse to pay what she demanded or try and intimidate her into lowering the price. There was no way that was going to happen, a girl had to be able to make a living some how after all.
An angry buzzing drew her attention away from the tacky object, picking her phone up she saw one of her regulars name blinking and found herself grinning.
"Yes." Her voice was smooth but business-like, much as if she knew what the person on the other side of the line was going to say even before he did. She was a woman with a goal after all and she wasn't going to compromise with anyone over it. "As a matter of fact I do." Crossing her legs she started tapping her fingers on her knee as she smirked at the locket. It seemed the rumors were already flying around about her being in possession of it. "I see, well I want one point two for it or I'm taking it to another buyer. Call me back within an hour." Snapping the phone shut she tapped it against her chin and with a confident smirk got off of the couch - giving the locket another look she left it on the couch table, not only was it cursed but really, the sorcerer who had made had no taste what so ever when it came to jewelry. The sooner she would be able to get rid of it the better.
Okay, so what if she didn't have another buyer for it. But still, she didn't feel worried, she knew her clientèle, they were a greedy bunch willing to pay just about any price she demanded and besides what kind of business woman would she be if she was honest with them, knowing they were the sole bidder usually made them think they could get away with paying less and Bela Talbot was NOT a woman that would ever settle for less.
As she was just about to make herself a cup of coffee Bela felt her phone vibrate in her pocket but chose to ignore it for a while, it would make her seem a bit too eager if she answered by the first two rings. By the third one though she picked up, it was the original client who had asked her to acquire the locket to begin with.
"Well hello, I was beginning to wonder when you would decide to call." Arrogance tainted her voice and with a deep smirk lodged on her face she glanced out the window, her backside coming to rest against the kitchen counter. "Yes as a matter of fact I do. But the price has gone up. I want one point five."
Bela rolled her eyes, completely unaffected by the tirade of threats that came down over the line, people and their threats – why did they even bother? Nothing worked as well as money to get what you wanted anyway. "Now look here, I know we said one million but there seems to be quite a few others that are willing to pay more for it, I can't guarantee that it will be yours for anything less than one point five." One point two or one point five, either way it was starting to sound like she might get adequately compensated for the troubles she'd gone through in order to get her hands on it.