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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:55 pm
Ziven squeaked and dodged, not sure that she would be able to help now that the pair were in motion. She stood at the ready but it was not long before Ali was victorious, which was not surprising to her. "Sarcasm?! When we are faced with gruesome and unknown factors?!" she inhaled deeply followed by exhaling sharply. Pressing on, she found the door labeled 302. "Care to do the honors?" she asked, hoping he would bust open the door again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:04 pm
* Ali gave her a smile and walked up to the door, grabbing the doorknob and turning it half a inch. His eyes grew wide afterwards as a chainsaw blade came buzzing out through the wooden door and moved somewhat up and down before moving back inside again, Ali releasing the door knob and looking over at Ziven.*I guess that means "Do not ******** disturb"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:08 pm
"Oi, all here are disturbed enough as is! This is not disturbing, this is routine!" she said in an irritated tone, frowning again. "You in 302, have you got your wits about you still?" she shouted through the now shredded door. Though she knew that the Smilies were not exactly stupid, she honestly could not imagine them using a chainsaw or any other weapon more complicated than a blunt object or a loaded gun. A chainsaw would take planning to use, to have supplies and cunning enough not only to operate but to use it skillfully.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:40 am
* Ali dove over to Ziven and would pull her along and away from from the door just as the buzzing sound rung up again, gritting his teeth as he landed and felt a sharp pain in his right thigh. Kicking himself up on his feet afterwards and grabbing onto Zivens wrist, the door to rom 302 bursting open and the chainsaw buzzing behind them. Almost drowning the voice of the wielder.* Pigsy want girl to scream
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:45 am
"No." she replied through thin lips. If anyone was to be asking or giving direction, it would not be this .. thing. Taking up the knife she had acquired, she pinched the flat part of the tip between two fingers and flung it at him. Though she had been aiming for his neck and throat, she made fortunate miscalculation of throwing too high but this should prove to be just as effective as it lodged its way in to the mans right eye. "Will you scream for us?" she asked in a bitter tone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 11:26 am
* Ali stuffed the fireaxe down between the belt and his pants in the rear, jerking Ziven along as Pigsy screamed in pain.* Don't agitate that psycho with the chainsaw, I'd rather get out of here with our limbs attached!* Pigsy sounded very angry once Ali was done talking, pulling the chainsaw blade against the floor as his heavy footsteps banged onto the floor.* Pigsy angry! Pigsy hurt girl, Slice her into tiny pieces and eat her!
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 12:38 pm
"Why would we not fight him like the others?!" she cried, her patience for the situation beginning to run thin. With Piggy having lowered the chainsaw, she pulled away from Ali and, like before, swung her staff down on his head, cracking his skull open like the others before. She then spun on her toes and looked at Ali, inhaling deeply and pausing for a moment. "That ridiculous Mr Bunny person said something we needed was within this room. Perhaps that device is it, perhaps there is something more. We must find out! There is no choice, even if it means loss of limb - which it will not come to, for us at least. I have recalled a very useful skill that I may draw from though I shall hold off on beginning as it seems we are doing rather well as is." she said, still staring at him with the same determined eyes as before. "Shall we have a look around before whatever new challenge upstairs comes down to greet us?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 1:50 pm
* Ali rolled his eyes and groaned once she was done talking, sitting down on the floor carefully and rolling up the right leg of the pants until the wound was visible. ******** probably severed a blood vein, it was deep enough.* Find me a needle, thread, super glue, bandage and a glass of water.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 1:57 pm
"Super glue?" she asked, frowning slightly. She rummaged around in her pockets, pulling out most of what he asked for; a small pouch which held the bare necessities for mending cloth anywhere (needle, thread, tiny scissors, needle threader), bandages, a canteen of water but no glass. "I will search this 302 for .. super glue." she said, marching off immediately. Searching every cupboards and drawers, she did not finding any sort of glue but did find more knives lying about. "There is none there either. Search another room?" she asked, hearing more movement from above, she frowned again before kneeling by his side, looking at him with concern.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:10 pm
* Ali tied a knot on the thread and bit the part he wouldn't be needing, drinking the water afterwards and rolling the pants leg back down. Standing up Ali looked up at the ceiling and then down at Ziven, Just as the speakers rung out again.* Bravo, impressive display of courage there Keth by trying to protect the woman. How bad is the wound, hurting like a b***h I would guess judging by the great footage I have of it. You know...women are so unpredictable in these situations, the others either panicked or got their friends injured, some even killed. So here's a deal for you Keth, just because you don't walk around cracking head open, which is so boring to see over and over again. Lock the girl up in room 303 and walk out of the building, do this and I'll let you get a nice Pistol with six clips.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:15 pm
Standing, she looked around again, wondering where the voice was again coming from. When the offer was made, she looked to Ali with a mixture of upset and fear. The last thing she wanted was to be separated from Ali, to be alone in this place.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:22 pm
* Ali wandered back and forth, thinking. No doubt if he left Ziven she would be harmed or worse but he got a pistol in compensation, Also so far Ziven had been a liability and protecting someone in these conditions was not suitable.* Ziv, get in room 303.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:37 pm
Looking at him with frustration, her free hand moved, looking like she was considering slapping him for making that decision, but instead she curled all but her index finger in to a fist, pointing at him as if to say 'you owe me for this' before turning on her heel and moving to 303's door. She used the staff to tap the door open as it was not fully shut. There was an odor that was not terribly pleasant which met her senses as she entered, but there was nothing to show where it originated from. She moved through the room, making sure she was alone in there. The windows were barred closed, so it would be a great challenge to get out that way if she decided she should but she did not want to think of that quite yet. Returning to the door, she looked at Ali once more before shutting it with a loud snap, then locking it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:44 pm
* Ali narrowed his eyes before he looked up at the two video cameras, walking over and destroying them with the fire axe, then he hid. It took awhile but soon some guys dressed up as what seemed like Spec ops came around, carrying guns some Smileys walked up behind them also along with a man in a large bunny suit who held a video camera. No doubt they were going to record the Smileys doing something to Ziven, Slowly Ali moved his right hand onto the cord of the chainsaw and waited for the perfect time.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:56 pm
Searching this place as she had others, she found more supplies that she could use if attacked again. Several more knives, a bat and, for some reason, several pair of handcuffs all were found in the same drawer. She found a way to put them all on her person so they would be easily accessible by her but would be difficult for anyone to get unless they were on top of her. When she heard the steps and voices outside the door, she realized this would not be good. Taking the single chair in the room, she used it to lodge the door shut, making it more difficult for anyone else to enter, be they friendly or not. She quickly ran to the window and, using the flat tip of one of the knives, used it as a screwdriver, wanting to remove the bars as much as possible before they entered. If she could get the bottom most ones off, she was sure she could fit between the bars and the side of the building to at least get away and think of other options. Making quick work of this, as there were but a mere eight screws holding it together, she left the remaining screws just loose enough that she could kick it off with ease. Grabbing the two sharpest knives she found, she returned her attention to the door, readying herself for whatever they might do.
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