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Feeling it crushing your spine so deep-
So ******** hot all you can do is weep.

Shameless and spiteful and full of rage-
You have so much sorrow so carefully caged.

As the red pours down you want to end it all-
A tourniquet of pain to ease your fall.

"Isn't there something beautiful about the way blood runs down pure white skin?"

Sami, restlessly, got off her bed and went to the mirror on the side wall. Standing in front of it, she gazed at herself, let her fingers grace her forehead.

Her fingers trailed to her chest, where an ugly scar lay beneath the shirt.

Still staring at herself, she took off her shirt - revealing the black and red-lace bra - and simply gazed at herself, not really knowing what she was feeling at the moment.

She blamed the hospital atmosphere.

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Somehow they made their way up to the fourth floor without incident and, glancing at his phone, Danave managed to locate Sami.

Glancing around, Danave watched as the last person turned the corner, leaving the hallway empty.

Motioning to Tony, he slipped inside the room.

To see Sami almost half-naked.

She turned as she heard the door open, and she blinked when Danave entered, but she almost yelped when she saw Tony.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" She snapped at Danave as he shut the door, holding her shirt to her to cover the scar, and not because she was modest. "What if somebody SAW you-?!"

Then her eyes went to Tony, and they softened.

"Tony..."

Feeling it crushing your spine so deep-
So ******** hot all you can do is weep.

Shameless and spiteful and full of rage-
You have so much sorrow so carefully caged.

As the red pours down you want to end it all-
A tourniquet of pain to ease your fall.

"Isn't there something beautiful about the way blood runs down pure white skin?"

Sami, holding her shirt to her, glanced between Danave and Tony, able to feel the uncomfortable tension between the two of them.

"What..." she breathed. "What's... what's going on? What're you two doing here?"

Danave motioned to Tony before sticking his hands in his pockets.

"He wanted to see you," he replied. He nodded. "I'll wait outside."

Walking to the window, he opened it, got onto the tree, and climbed down.

Sami watched him leave before looking back to Tony. She couldn't dare to take her shirt away from her chest - not with there so much light in the room.

Scars were horrible to see, after all.

Slowly, she walked over to Tony and raised a hand, touching his face softly as she gazed at him.

"Tony, what's wrong?" She breathed softly. "What happened to make you so upset?"

Feeling it crushing your spine so deep-
So ******** hot all you can do is weep.

Shameless and spiteful and full of rage-
You have so much sorrow so carefully caged.

As the red pours down you want to end it all-
A tourniquet of pain to ease your fall.

"Isn't there something beautiful about the way blood runs down pure white skin?"

Sami was ridiculously confused. She admitted it - it was nice to see Tony too and she was downright flattered that he would come all that way to pay her a visit, but there was something incredibly wrong with Danave.

He hadn't squealed like a little girl and glomped her until she couldn't breathe. Something had shaken the redhead severely, and she HAD to know what it was.

She managed a weak smile as well.

"Awe, you're so sweet," she cooed, her smile widening a little as she pushed playfully at Tony to only pull him back to her, her fingers wrapping around on of his belt loops. Idly, she noticed that his suit was different and that he looked good in it, but she reminded herself to stay on topic. Raising her head a little, she gazed up at him. "Tony, c'mon - what happened?" She noticed his eyes were cloudy, thoughtful. She pushed at him a little again, their bodies close. "Tell me."

Tony hung his head and sighed. "Well, no point in avoiding it" he said, then looked at Sami. "Danave and I were hanging out then decided to drive back to watch some recorded torture sessions that your organization does. When Danave put in a cd something went wrong and it showed a torture session that Felipe had put you through a while ago. No matter what Danave tried to do, the machine wouldn't stop playing it" Tony said, giving Sami another hug.

"One involving you being tied up, a tank of water, and a plug. Let's not talk about it anymore" Tony said. He gave Sami another soft kiss, though this one was just a quick one and then he smiled at her again. The smile was far less hollow then the last one he gave her.


((I g2g. I gotta start getting to bed earlier because university starts in just over a week...oh and about the attack. I was going to have Giovanni get Laura to do it, but right now it seems she's in a struggle with Bubba))

((Sledgehammer is not faster than sword. But the sword can't stand up to it, with momentum behind the hammer. That's the power of sledgehammers--momentum. While Laura threw a knife, which conveniently popped up from nowhere, Bubba RAN and, taking the sledgehammer, swung it in Laura's general direction. This would destroy--pulverize--a wall and anything behind it. Laura is more than quick enough to dodge this, but standing up to it is impossible.

The dagger would not be ineffective, it just wouldn't have killed Bubba. A throat wound could stop and possibly kill him, but if a bullet to the eye doesn't--would a knife?

He has a gun, yes. Who wouldn't? Bubba is going in for a kill--he's being prepared. The gun isn't a stretch at all. Laura getting her titanium sword for no apparent reason (that she can know in advance) is stretching things.

In short, I'm more than willing to be reasonable. I just don't think Laura will win this fight. Bubba is capable of anything she is (unless you throw out another new [and probably directly situation-dependent in creation] ability) AND bigger, stronger, maybe not faster, and better-equipped. All things considered, she can't win. Not out of any context. ))

((I didn't say the sledgehammer was fast! Bubba got a running start, and jumped. I never said he was then going to twirl it like a baton.

I didn't make the 'god eye.' I wish it was gone, as a matter of fact. He isn't fazed. But most other characters haven't even been shot.

Yes! You have to run away! Or go find some bigger firepower. But no one's going to do that unless Bubba is a prominent threat in their minds. Anthony, Rose, and whoever else was at the shootout know his capabilities. If they actually remembered and cared enough to track him down, they would find like... machine guns and track him down and kill him.

I'm doing everything right with the power I have as the RP'er of the power-house character. Nobody else is making the right effort to bring him down.

Has Anthony even thought about the near-immortal character that he shot in the face? No. He doesn't even give a crap, apparently. I doubt he even said anything to Arthur about it. So Arthur isn't capable of getting some high-firepower people to track Bubba down.))

((Oh, and everybody always does dodge. In a realistic scenario, Bubba (with all his futuristic nano-bot abilities) would own even a group of officers, like Anthony and Rose. Yet they're still both alive, with the exception of one. Single. Bullet.))

((... First off, yes. That is the reason.

Secondly, and this makes me a pompous a**, do not attempt to go into any scientific reasoning. I will beat you, every time.

I apologize. It is not my nature to be that way.

Furthermore... I think you're just angry with me. Another reason I want to leave. It has gotten to the point where I can't role play here with you guys. There is too much fighting, a lot of it being my fault.))