Clarice suddenly felt like she had to get out, she left her seat
and the building and went for some fresh air. Clarice didn't notice how
fare she had walked untill the pain in her feet was regeoniced in Clarice's
brain, she looked around and found her self in a garden. She found a bench
and sat down ro remove her shoes. Clarice didn't care what people thought,
she began to walk again with out her shoes on, she was intent on finding a
cap to take her home.
Clarice did not walk fare when she got a feeling that someone was following her. She knew that it couldn't be Dr. Lecter, the person was too clumsy, no there was more then one now, probaly 2 or 3. Clarice reached in her purse and found the comforting feeling of the hary in her hand. She had desided against her 45. it was easier to conseal the harpy.
Clarice took two steps more, readying her self for what to come.
Two men jumped infront of her, they couldn't have been more then twenty years old. They started speaking in French, Clarice again started playing the tourist. " I.. I don't understand" I should have been an actor, they would have given me an Oscar. "Give us your purse unless you want to get hurt lady" they had a nasty look in their eyes. Clarice knew that the purse wouldn't do it, no their eyes burned, they wanted something else. She tried to hide her contempt for them, and contiued her play, she rather enjoyed their ignorence. "please don't hurt me" Clarice said while preparing to hide the harpy in her hand. One of them jerked the purse out of her hand, Clarice had succede in hinding the harpy. They spoke french again while looking at her, a desision was being made. The one closest to her graped her arm. "Listen if you scream we'll kill you." To underline his statement, his partner pulled out a knife. Clarice changed in that moment. No more playing, what a shame. Clarice looked into his eyes, behind her eyes was a fire of her own.
Before he knew what hit him, he was unconciues and Clarice was upon the other, knocking him out as well. Clarice looked around, there was not one human being in sight. What to do now Clarice... A plan was forming in her head. Here she had the perfect uppotunity. She didn't want to be vulgar, no of that HE would disaprove, yet it should be something fitting for them.
Clarice took of her stockings, and draged one of the to a tree, she tied him up, the other she arrenged on the bench where the friend at the tree could see him. She tied him as well so that he couldn't move either feeds, head or hands.
The one at the tree began to stir. Oh goody he's awake, now the fun begins.
Clarice walked over to the kid, and looked at him, she had already planed for the fact that he would began shouting, but she wanted to talk first. "good evening" Clarice said in her most bidding tone. " I am afraid that we never got around to being proberbly intruduce. I am Clarice Startling and you are?" at first he didn't say anything, he looked at Clarice in disbelief, as if trying to understand some of what is going on. "Hmm that is rude you know, believe me, you wouldn't want to try my patience. Now, tell me your name" To make her point she hold the harpy up in the moon light, that aprently made him remember that he had a toung. "my name is Vincent, where is my friend is he okay" He was scared, his voice trembled. "Your friend is fine vincent" Clarice moved out if his line of sight so that he could see his friend on the bench. "Now Vicent, it wasn't a very nice thing to do, robbing a woman, less to say wanting to rape her. Vincent started to studder, his words and their meaning run out in the sand. "I am afraid that I will have to make an exsample, I really detest rude people Vincent." Vincent was really scared now, yet he again manged to find his voice. "What are you going to do?" Clarice smiled. The other started to wake up. Clarice knebled Vincent's mounth and went to the bench.
"Good evening" Her voice was as social and forth coming as she had been with Vincent. "We didn't seem to get introduced before, I am Clarice Starling and you are?" Instead of an answer he tried to get loose, he was angry, and in his eyes there was nothing but pure hatred. "I wouldn't do that, you see, I tied them rather well, something I picked up when I was a girl scoute, now would you please tell me your name" Clarice's voice was comanding now, yet it did noting to impress the kid lying on the bench. "Oh I see, you would like to be rude, well it doesn't really matter."
Clarice silence him again, showed him the harpy and cut open his t-shirt. "I am afraid that this is going to hurt" Clarice said with a smile.
When she was finished with Vincent's friend, she simply cut Vincent's throth and left the small park and walked home as the new day was shining it's gray light over Paris.
Clarice did not walk fare when she got a feeling that someone was following her. She knew that it couldn't be Dr. Lecter, the person was too clumsy, no there was more then one now, probaly 2 or 3. Clarice reached in her purse and found the comforting feeling of the hary in her hand. She had desided against her 45. it was easier to conseal the harpy.
Clarice took two steps more, readying her self for what to come.
Two men jumped infront of her, they couldn't have been more then twenty years old. They started speaking in French, Clarice again started playing the tourist. " I.. I don't understand" I should have been an actor, they would have given me an Oscar. "Give us your purse unless you want to get hurt lady" they had a nasty look in their eyes. Clarice knew that the purse wouldn't do it, no their eyes burned, they wanted something else. She tried to hide her contempt for them, and contiued her play, she rather enjoyed their ignorence. "please don't hurt me" Clarice said while preparing to hide the harpy in her hand. One of them jerked the purse out of her hand, Clarice had succede in hinding the harpy. They spoke french again while looking at her, a desision was being made. The one closest to her graped her arm. "Listen if you scream we'll kill you." To underline his statement, his partner pulled out a knife. Clarice changed in that moment. No more playing, what a shame. Clarice looked into his eyes, behind her eyes was a fire of her own.
Before he knew what hit him, he was unconciues and Clarice was upon the other, knocking him out as well. Clarice looked around, there was not one human being in sight. What to do now Clarice... A plan was forming in her head. Here she had the perfect uppotunity. She didn't want to be vulgar, no of that HE would disaprove, yet it should be something fitting for them.
Clarice took of her stockings, and draged one of the to a tree, she tied him up, the other she arrenged on the bench where the friend at the tree could see him. She tied him as well so that he couldn't move either feeds, head or hands.
The one at the tree began to stir. Oh goody he's awake, now the fun begins.
Clarice walked over to the kid, and looked at him, she had already planed for the fact that he would began shouting, but she wanted to talk first. "good evening" Clarice said in her most bidding tone. " I am afraid that we never got around to being proberbly intruduce. I am Clarice Startling and you are?" at first he didn't say anything, he looked at Clarice in disbelief, as if trying to understand some of what is going on. "Hmm that is rude you know, believe me, you wouldn't want to try my patience. Now, tell me your name" To make her point she hold the harpy up in the moon light, that aprently made him remember that he had a toung. "my name is Vincent, where is my friend is he okay" He was scared, his voice trembled. "Your friend is fine vincent" Clarice moved out if his line of sight so that he could see his friend on the bench. "Now Vicent, it wasn't a very nice thing to do, robbing a woman, less to say wanting to rape her. Vincent started to studder, his words and their meaning run out in the sand. "I am afraid that I will have to make an exsample, I really detest rude people Vincent." Vincent was really scared now, yet he again manged to find his voice. "What are you going to do?" Clarice smiled. The other started to wake up. Clarice knebled Vincent's mounth and went to the bench.
"Good evening" Her voice was as social and forth coming as she had been with Vincent. "We didn't seem to get introduced before, I am Clarice Starling and you are?" Instead of an answer he tried to get loose, he was angry, and in his eyes there was nothing but pure hatred. "I wouldn't do that, you see, I tied them rather well, something I picked up when I was a girl scoute, now would you please tell me your name" Clarice's voice was comanding now, yet it did noting to impress the kid lying on the bench. "Oh I see, you would like to be rude, well it doesn't really matter."
Clarice silence him again, showed him the harpy and cut open his t-shirt. "I am afraid that this is going to hurt" Clarice said with a smile.
When she was finished with Vincent's friend, she simply cut Vincent's throth and left the small park and walked home as the new day was shining it's gray light over Paris.
