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Marcella Bellini (born_greater) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2020-09-11 00:40:00

Current mood:	tired
Entry tags:	marcella bellini, sheriff of nottingham

WHO Marcella Bellini, The Sheriff
WHEN Thursday evening
WHERE The Sheriff’s apartment
WHAT Suspicions are aroused
WARNINGS TBA

Marcie had had a long day. John was working her hard this week. She sighed as she sat down on the end of Malcolm’s bed and took off her shoes.

She was certain that Isabelle had received the note. John had been in a foul mood all day, being snappish and nasty to anyone who came near who was of a lower rank than partner in the law firm. Marcie had just kept her head down and done her job as she was asked, careful not to draw attention to herself. She folded her leg, propping her foot on the knee opposite so she could work her thumbs into the balls of her aching feet.

A shower would do. Hot water to wash away the aches and pains of the day. Being a little tired, and sore, and nervous about John, she did something she hadn’t done in weeks, and left her phone on the charger on her side of the bed when she went into the en suite to shower. Besides, Malcolm was busy in the kitchen, he wouldn’t notice she’d even been in the shower until she was out of it.

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	whyaspooncousin 2020-09-11 01:55 pm UTC (link)
	Malcolm's face faded into a frown and he dropped his hand down to the mattress, the ice pack still in it. "What? I- Wh-why would you say that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

born_greater
2020-09-11 02:01 pm UTC (link)

"Because it's true, isn't it?" Marcie was tired, and sore, and done with all of it. She was going to be carried off and locked up and nobody would ever see her again until she was a brainwashed husk, so why bother pretending any more?

"Don't you have a special room for her, all prepared to turn her mind like you want to do to me now? I dont get tortured and murdered like the others. I know I don't get to come back in the end either. And the best part is she would slit her own throat before she'd let you take her." She watched Malcolm's face as she spoke, waiting for his reaction.

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	whyaspooncousin 2020-09-11 02:06 pm UTC (link)
	Malcolm shook his head sadly. "You- They have you so twisted up," he said. He felt crushed. "How could you say such hateful things to me? You stuck by my side while I was dead and now you say this? So you went to see Tuck did you? That old fuck knows how to get in your head." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

born_greater
2020-09-11 09:36 pm UTC (link)

"He was kind to me. So were you, you know." Marcie sighed. Her wrists were getting sore but she didn't want to ask him to let her go again. She knew she wouldn't get him to understand the complexity of her decision, so she decided to frame it a different way, a simpler way.

"I watched over you. I wanted to. I didn't want to hear what they had to say about you. It hurt. But... I know you love Marian more than you can ever love me. Do you deny it?"

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whyaspooncousin
2020-09-12 06:56 am UTC (link)

Tuck had been kind to her like Malcolm had been, hmm? "You let him fuck you, didn't you!?" Malcolm yelled, suddenly enraged. The idea of that old, lecherous arsehole touching Marcie- He let out a howl of grief and swept everything on his dresser to the floor, several things shattering. "He does that! He's probably using half his congregation as fucking sex slaves and you let him stick his lecherous dick in you!"

Malcolm went to her and he grabbed her face, "I told you. Never say that name. You leave Marian out of this!"

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	born_greater 2020-09-12 07:48 am UTC (link)
	Marcie hadn't been expecting the sudden accusation and when he grabbed her face she held her breath, eyes wide. "I didn't-" she started to say, "I only spoke to him-" But her own temper was starting to rise in response, and she gritted her teeth. "Marian," she said deliberately, "will never fuck you. Not willingly." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	whyaspooncousin 2020-09-12 07:50 am UTC (link)
	"Shut UP!" he said, tossing her face away from him. He stood and paced angrily, his breath coming fast and short. "If you- Id you don't shut the fuck up about Marian, you can forget about dinner. You hear me?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-09-12 08:19 am UTC (link)
	Marcie glared at him. "Is that the worst you can do?" she spat. "You murder and torture her family, how much do you really think that endears you to her, huh? You said yourself you were exhausted from chasing them. Why dont you go back to Arizona and just live your own life?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	whyaspooncousin 2020-09-12 08:27 am UTC (link)
	Malcolm looked taken aback by that accusation. "I what? Her family are the people who ruined her in the first place! And now they're doing it to you too and you can't even see it! What did they tell you, hmm? What lies did they feed you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-09-12 08:39 am UTC (link)
	"What lies do you feed yourself?" Marcie replied, leaning forward, pulling against the cuffs. "What you do isn't right! You pulled someone's tooth out, Malcolm! Who does that?? I really liked you! But, you hurt people! You're hurting me!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	whyaspooncousin 2020-09-12 08:41 am UTC (link)
	Malcolm huffed at her and he shook her head. "You have no idea what Will Scarlet has done. No idea. And yet you're siding with him. Fucking incredible. Fine. You can sit there and think about this. I'll be on the other side of the door. Let me know if you need to take a piss," he growled. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	born_greater 2020-09-12 08:56 am UTC (link)
	"Go fuck yourself," Marcie snarled. "What a fucking gentleman." She was stuck, cuffed to a bed, unable to get properly comfortable, her phone broken, and in a day or two she was going to get moved to a private jail cell until she didn't remember who she was any more, or she died, whichever came first. She was in a lot of trouble. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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