Post by Mara Teague/Eris on Nov 7, 2016 5:46:59 GMT
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[attr="class","longlive"]For the way I condescend,
And never lend a hand
My arrogance is making
This head buried in the sand
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell
And never lend a hand
My arrogance is making
This head buried in the sand
For the souls I forsake, I'm going to hell
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Mara Teague was not a nice person. By no stretch of the imagination did she even fall under the spectrum of 'nice' or 'good' or even 'remotely pleasant to be around.' No, Mara was a whole different breed of woman inside the commune of Storybrooke. Devious, with a silver tongue, she was the poison that tasted so sweet you would beg for it to kill you. The only thing that made it worse was that Mara Teague knew it. The world was putty in her hands, and oh, how did she love twisting and malforming it.
Mara was on her way to doing just that. Her trademark smirk played across her face as she adjusted her rear view mirror to her old beat-up Jeep. She was driving to the local high school for a new piece for her tabloid. She had caught wind of an outrageous rumor that the principal, John Pride, was having an affair with one of the students at the school...
Okay, so maybe Mara was the one who began the outrageous rumor. But what does that matter? As long as she got sales, and got to torment Johnny-boy.
She pulled up into the parking lot, her tape recorder and condemning pictures at the ready. Mara had been around here long enough to know exactly where she was going. There was quite a bit of dirt that didn't actually exist, even though she wrote about it, going on at the school. Who didn't love a good teacher/student affair story? She stalked down the halls, a predator on the hunt. Her feet found John's office easily, and she let herself in without warning.
"Johnny-boy! Oh, I've missed you." Mara opened the interview with as she slammed her recorder down on his desk. "So, what's this I hear about you sleeping with one of the students?" Outlandish questions always caught people off-guard, it usually landed her with some fantastic answer.
"W-wait a second..." Mara stopped to listen. A laugh escaped her lips, "French Opera, Johnny? Honestly, I'm not that surprised. Stop being so predictable. Or don't, otherwise I'd never have any stories on you." Her venomous smile lit up her face.
"Miss me, dear?"
Tag: John Pride/Leandros
Word Count: 365
Notes: hope you like, yo! Let me know if I need to change anything. >.>
Mara Teague was not a nice person. By no stretch of the imagination did she even fall under the spectrum of 'nice' or 'good' or even 'remotely pleasant to be around.' No, Mara was a whole different breed of woman inside the commune of Storybrooke. Devious, with a silver tongue, she was the poison that tasted so sweet you would beg for it to kill you. The only thing that made it worse was that Mara Teague knew it. The world was putty in her hands, and oh, how did she love twisting and malforming it.
Mara was on her way to doing just that. Her trademark smirk played across her face as she adjusted her rear view mirror to her old beat-up Jeep. She was driving to the local high school for a new piece for her tabloid. She had caught wind of an outrageous rumor that the principal, John Pride, was having an affair with one of the students at the school...
Okay, so maybe Mara was the one who began the outrageous rumor. But what does that matter? As long as she got sales, and got to torment Johnny-boy.
She pulled up into the parking lot, her tape recorder and condemning pictures at the ready. Mara had been around here long enough to know exactly where she was going. There was quite a bit of dirt that didn't actually exist, even though she wrote about it, going on at the school. Who didn't love a good teacher/student affair story? She stalked down the halls, a predator on the hunt. Her feet found John's office easily, and she let herself in without warning.
"Johnny-boy! Oh, I've missed you." Mara opened the interview with as she slammed her recorder down on his desk. "So, what's this I hear about you sleeping with one of the students?" Outlandish questions always caught people off-guard, it usually landed her with some fantastic answer.
"W-wait a second..." Mara stopped to listen. A laugh escaped her lips, "French Opera, Johnny? Honestly, I'm not that surprised. Stop being so predictable. Or don't, otherwise I'd never have any stories on you." Her venomous smile lit up her face.
"Miss me, dear?"
Tag: John Pride/Leandros
Word Count: 365
Notes: hope you like, yo! Let me know if I need to change anything. >.>
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