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 Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 6:53 pm
*She laid down, but sleep did not come. Meeting with Ivan, not just one of his dogs. Not that she hadn't met him before, but he left her cold, a chilliness that lingered no matter how warm it was out. Even demons felt something, but this man, ice personified. She'd never met someone so emotionless, so flat. He didn't smile, his rare laugh was humorless. She'd seen him in "angry" mode, issuing orders in short bursts, but not shouted, there was no flush to his face, no flash in those pale blue-gray eyes. Not a man to play poker with... Russian Roulette more his style anyway. She stares at the ceiling, reminding herself not to lose her temper, to stay calm, even. And sharp, must stay sharp. Not easy to do when the man spoke in a monotone. She forces her mind to go quiet, relaxed and drifts off, not asleep but not awake.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 6:58 pm
dame shrugs and doesn't look up from her feet, moving over into the road and starts walking around the car.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:19 pm
*moves around the back of her car, one hand on the rope across her body and keeping dame in front of her*
You must really enjoy messing with peoples heads and hearts, don't you? Or is it that you could really give a damn about the rest of the Ladies that seem to still care about you?
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:27 pm
"Yeah, I do care about what they think, Icy. I also care what you think," dame bites her tongue, figuring there is no point in saying she's not the one that messes with heads and hearts, that that's L's department. It would just seem cheap to Icy's ears coming from dame's lips. Still doesn't look up and continues walking.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:31 pm
((Icy, I gave you permission to tie her a** up, remember? twisted ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:32 pm
Then if you care so much, what are you doing? Where are you going?
*stops dame in her tracks*
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:33 pm
katana68 ((Icy, I gave you permission to tie her a** up, remember? twisted )) {{Why do you think I have the rope with me? twisted }}
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:37 pm
"Walking. You impartial to walking? If I recall, I 'member you taking off one night in the rain...walking. Aimlessly. With no purpose. Alone. Mulling things over. Ladies back at the bar worried. Didn't come back til the next day, if I remember correctly."
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:50 pm
*growls* And I wasn't a mole who's fate was waiting to be decided either, so save it. Until your hearing, you are to stay on the grounds. If you want to -mull- things over, do it there. Now, get in.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:59 pm
"I'm getting my car. I'm tried of walking to work every day. It's fun every once in a while but its too damn far for every day. Especially after working with kids all day," dame goes to walk past her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 8:05 pm
*grabs dame by the arm* Damn, which one is it? Walking and mulling or picking up your car? Have you finally told so many lies you can't keep them straight?
*turns dame around in the direction of the passenger side*
If you are indeed going to pick up your car, then I'll take you to get it and follow you back to MW.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 8:18 pm
rolleyes dame rolls her eyes, "It's both, Jesus. mad Walking around aimlessly got old about two hours ago." Lets Icy lead her to the passenger side, "It's an hour's drive so I figured that would give me PLENTY of time on foot to think.... sweatdrop And I was already on my way before I thought of a cab... stressed " She gets inside the car and buckles, waiting for Icy to get in. dame points down the road once she does, "I'm probably about ten minutes in by car. So around fifty minutes straight thataway. On the right. Yellow farmhouse." Pauses a moment, and says in a quieter voice, "You'd be surprised how very few lies I told." Her eyes slide over to the door, staring at the window seal.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 8:31 pm
*sucking her teeth, she starts her baby up and barrels down the road, following dames simple directions. Twenty minutes later, she's searching for a yellow house but sees something else, something that disturbs her. Smoke billowing up into the blackness of night lit by the remaining embers of what used to be a house. Eyes narrowing, she quickly checks her points as her left hand deftly slips to her gun, clicking the safety off and unholstering it, thinking dame was playing some sort of game. Stopping short of the dirt road that leads to the house, she looks at dame sharply, gun at hip level aimed at dame*
What the hell is going on?
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:30 pm
Too distraught at the sight to even hear Icy, she is unbuckling her seatbelt and trying to hop out of the car before it even stops. dame stumbles up the walkway, eyes wide as saucers and frantic. She starts shaking, her eyes darting this way and that as she looks upon the ruins of the house, the embers almost burning out, but dame couldn't really tell how long it had been like this.
dame's eyes zone onto her car, parked pristinely beside what used to be the house, safe enough distance to be out of harm's way of the fire that had happen but TOO close yet and JUST out of harm's way to be a coincident. It is too clean and convenient to be happenstance. dame angrily whips her keys out of her pocket, storming to her car, high heel getting caught on something and sending her almost crashing to the ground as she goes.
She picks herself back up and continues on to the car, heatedly jamming her key in and flings the door open. She leans inside and rips open the glove compartment, snatching out the to-go phone. She turns it on and gets out of the car impatiently waiting for it to turn on. "Come on! COME ON!! scream " she shrills.
Soon it is on and she is pushing one key, activating the speed dial. A voice soon answers, before they can even give a greeting, dame starts yelling.
"What did you do to the house!?!?! scream "
"I was wondering when you'd find that."
"You razed it to the ground!! How could you!?!?! scream mad evil "
"You can get away with anything if you pay off the right people. rolleyes "
"All my stuff was in there! All mother's affects!" her voice broke, "Lorraine's things!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!? evil scream scream "
She answers in a scathing voice, "That's what you get for leaving a trail so visible that your little friend Exor could fine it several hours later! mad "
dame stands there gap-mouthed, eyes bugging out in utter shock that L would give such a ridiculous answer. She razed the ******** house! Before she can respond, L speaks again.
"See you soon, dame," L says mockingly and hangs up.
dame is still for half a second before she screams at the top of her lungs and lunges the phone into the embers of the house, soundly hitting a smoldering, barely-holding-on support beam bringing it crashing to the ground with a loud clamor. The ashy rubble burns orange for a second before popping and cracking and shuddering back to smolder. dame squeezes her eyes shut and balls her fists, hot angry tears streaming down her face.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:08 pm
*yelling and chasing behind dame, she comes to a standstill as she hears dames end of the conversation with L. Gun at her side, she hears her rattling off about her and L's mothers things in the house, along with someone named Lorraine's stuff as well. Watching dames reaction to whatever L said, she wonders just what in hell is going on. Looking around, she feels very exposed and a twinge at dames crying as she edges towards her*
Come on dame, we need to get out of here. I don't know what's going on and I don't want to wait around to find out. And no, I'm not leaving you here either, so let's go.
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