Nadasha Bael (nadadidit) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2011-01-19 12:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | finn, nadasha |
Tuesday - September 30th, 2008
Who: Nadasha and Finn
When: Afternoon
Where: Finn's dorm
What: A visit
Nadasha was here for one reason and one reason only, Finn and Rorie O'Bannon. Granted, there were many levels of her mission that she needed to work on where the two, most especially the first one, were concerned, but they were the entire point to her being here. And after spending a few days time to settle into the place, and her job, she decided it was a good idea to get to the point.
Nadasha was nothing if not direct. So instead of arranging some chance encounter with the eldest O'Bannon brother, she decided to go with an approach that was more signature to her character. She showed up at his dorm and knocked loudly on his door. When she was bid to enter, she did so as though she had been there a million times before, sauntering into the room and making herself comfortable sitting on his bed. Her greeting ewas equally familiar. "Hey there, Snickerdoodle. What's shakin'?"
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Finn was busy working on homework. Which was usually a surprise, but for once he was making an effort. His girlfriend being the the director of the school was nothing but a nudge to put forth something, if anything. So sitting and staring at his paper that he was finishing up, the closing boggling his mind, he shrugged off the knock letting whoever it was in. After all, Garret was done with surprise attacks as he'd stopped messing with Rorie and. . . well it wasn't like anyone was going to get him while he was at school.
Looking up when the woman came in, he gave her a confused look. It felt like he'd lost a chunk of his memory and couldn't for the life of him remember who she was, but apparently she knew him. "Uh. . . Not much," he said turning around in his swivel chair. "Can I help you?" He asked after a moment of racking his brain and finding that he did, indeed, not know who this woman was. "Because I'm kind of confused as I don't know who you are." Finn could be equally direct when he wanted to be and last thing he wanted was for someone to see this attractice woman come into his room then spread it around he was cheating on Hope when that was the last thing he was thinking about.
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"Oh, I know. We've never actually met before." Nadasha said this with a small shrug of her shoulders, very nonchalant, as though it was commonplace for someone that had never met someone else before to just walk right into their space and make themselves at home.
"But I know you," Nadasha quirked a brow slightly before she added, "Or I know your file at least. Finn O'Bannon. Somewhat notorious troublemaker who is on house arrest for some undisclosed reason." She smirked a little, clearly amused. "That part's all veiled and mysterious. What'd you do anyway?"
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Sitting there and listening to her, Finn was already a bit put off about how easy she just waltzed in and kind of started to own the space so easily. Looking relaxed and calm, he was actually trying to gleen something from her, but so far nothing. So he kept waiting, hoping to grab some tidbit.
When she said she knew him and said his name, he visibly tensed. "I think you should go," he said standing up. "I know security's supposed to read over files, but there's a reason it's undisclosed," he said not caring if he showed his ruffled feathers. "So this would be you leaving now."
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Nadasha knew all about his talent. So she was careful with her thoughts, a skill she had had to pick up given her line of work. Anything he would pick up from her would be innocuous chatter, nothing of any real sustenance. For example, she was thinking that he had nice eyes then trying to figure out what she wanted to have for dinner. And then she fixated on some ice cream for a moment, on how creamy and delicious it could be.
"Oh, come on. There's no reason to get mad." Nadasha pouted just slightly as she said this, not an overt gesture, but one that seemed natural and easy. "I didn't mean to rub you the wrong way. I just know what it's like to be grounded, wanted to make sure you weren't going stir crazy."
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This whole woman was throwing Finn for a loop. Her thoughts were all over the place and her body said one thing instead of what she was thinking about. He didn't trust it. Call it paranoia or just years of knowing people, but she was up to something. "Me being grounded hasn't drove me stir crazy. I find plenty to occupy my mind and time with," he said sitting back down. It was obvious he was being guarded with her, not that he was trying to hide it. He wanted her to know he didn't trust her, like with anyone he first meets. Years of practice was hard to turn off.
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"Good. I'd hate to have to get all.. tough on you." Nadasha smiled, and then she paused, a slight frown pursing her lips. "What made you so sure that I'm security anyway?" Another pause before she added, her tone deadpan, "Please don't tell me I look the part. I've met those other guys. They're all so... Uptight, yet you can feel the 'roid rage simmering just below the surface." She exhaled a soft laugh.
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"You introduced yourself as security on the boards," Finn said quirking an eyebrow. This whole thing was and weird and he wasn't sure if Garret had set it up to mess with him or this was actually happening. Strange. "Charlie and Adam look it, but Declan and Garret not so much," he said with a shrug. "Besides I highly doubt they'd. . . I don't even know why I'm explaining them. You'll just have to get to know them yourself," he said with a shrug. "Declans' cool though and Garret's my little brother's boyfriend so he's off limits." Whether or not Garret considered himself that, Finn wasn't going to tell her otherwise. Just make it easier for Rorie anyways.
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Nadasha had to laugh when he caught himself and stopped talking. She clicked her tongue and shook her head softly. "I almost got ya there. Too bad you figured it out before you spilled some real dirt." She giggled and then made a slight face. "Sugar, I ain't here to hook up so.. no need to warn me about someone being off limits. You know that old saying, don't shit where you eat? This is my job. It's how I keep my bills paid. Last thing I need is to complicate shit by giving some jerk-off reason to believe that he's got some sort of say in my life." She rolled her eyes at the thought. "Besides, from what I've seen of, well, basically the entire staff here that I've met so far, none of them are really my type."
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"Yeah, real dirt," Finn snorted rolling his eyes at her. "Eh, to each their own," he shrugged. "So since you're just checking up on a trouble maker, which you did thoroughly, maybe it's time to go mingle with those wonderful staff you seem to enjoy," he chuckled. A soft nudge leading to a push. "Not to kick you out, but if people see a lady like yourself in my dorm, rumors are going to fly and I don't think it'd do well for my girlfriend to hear about them. I like my balls attached where they are, thank you very much," he said getting up and leaning against his desk. It was twisted and worded strangely to where he wasn't out right throwing her out of his room, but. . . She just unnerved him.
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"I make you nervous." Nadasha knew enough about people, about their tells, to know that that was precisely what this was. He was nervous. She had a feeling he was generally like that around people new. It was a good way to be. It wasn't any wonder that Liam wanted his son to take more interest in the family's business. "But since I think I ay possibly like this job, and I'd rahter not piss of the director in my first week," Nadasha pushed herself up to her feet at that. "I'll go." She smiled, then headed toward the door. "Think I'll go grab some ice cream," With that remark, she was out, feeling satisifed that an impression of some sort of another had been made.