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 Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:00 am
 With the merry tune of her cellphone, Izzy was momentarily distracted from the stranger, who continued to unnerve her. Looking at the caller ID, a blush came onto Izzy's face as she realized, 'Leif.' But hearing Kyrin's comment on the potential weapon, Izzy refocused on the matter at hand, letting the phone continue its ringing until it simply switched to voicemail.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:11 am
Draven looked as if Kyrin had thrust a knife through his heart, “you don’t want my wallet?” Draven quickly dipped into his back pocket, making it look as if that’s what he was doing the whole time, he then fished out his wallet and held it open, looking at the two dollars he had, “I thought if you were going to mug me, I might as well make it easier for you”, Draven’s face turned from the look of pain to a plead of innocence, he looked like a child who’s lollipop just dropped on the ground and was ready to cry about it.
With that Draven took a step back feigning a fear of the overly push Kyrin, “just please don’t hurt a poor humble man like myself”, he said raising a hand in an offer of peace.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:21 am
 Kyrin's eyes danced, "Don't bullshit me." She said, looking him over. "You're a good player," She stepped closer to him yet, the street lamps gleaming off her hair. Once she was only a foot away from him, she looked down at his wallet and scowled, "But I deal with people like you all day long and you aren't any different from the others."
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:29 am
“I s**t you not”, Draven said this time taking an aggressive tone with Kyrin, and he’d had enough and really didn’t want to be bothered anymore. Actually, he wanted to die right about now, the feeling in his arms had long ago left and he was sure frostbite was going to set in his feet soon, with no jacket, Draven was soon to be a dead man. Draven took a step closer to Kyrin, they now stood face to face, he could feel her warm breath against his skin, “I don’t suppose you’d like to continue this another time, it’s kinda cold”, he said looking at the other two girls, then back at Kyrin, “maybe I’ll actually have that illusive weapon your talking about”
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 3:55 pm
Izzy took in the scene of this stranger taking a threatening step towards Kyrin and narrowed her eyes as they flashed to a dark purple.
Fully focused on this man, Bella closed the gap between them fairly quickly, pulling out a clean silver handgun and pointing it at his chest. Stopping next to Kyrin, Bella spoke with a coldness similiar to the temperature they all felt. "If ya know what's good for ya, you'd back off. It isnt polite to threaten a lady."
This man meant nothing to Kyrin and, more importantly, Izzy, meaning Bella could easily kill him without having to worry about the consequences. Regardless of how ridiculous the situation looked, a seemingly innocent girl of 4'10 dressed in a white dress with frills which were covered in yellow paint pulling out a gun on a six foot man who looked like he could probably just flick the girl away like a pesky fly, those who knew Bella would know that if Draven didnt comply to Bella's request, this could turn rather ugly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 8:56 am
 Kyrin, hearing Draven's tone and seeing Bella's reaction, moved her hand to the small black handgun she had hidden in her coat. Locking eyes with the man, she gave him a small smile, but Ky was no longer amused with him. Kyrin was beginning to get cold now, as they had been standing around for a couple minutes, and this was angering her. Droplets of water began to wet her hair as the sprinkling rain became a downpour.
Wiping water out of her face with her left hand, she kept her right on her gun. Kyrin figured he was armed or could fight, he looked like the type. But even if he was harmless at the moment, he'd threatend her well being, "I'd rather we just finish this now." She growled, trying to ignore the cold.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 1:00 pm
“Oh, how depressing”, Draven said as he tentively [sp] reached out to the gun being pointed at him, “can't we settle this like civil people? No guns no violence” his acid green eyes glimmered dangeriously. With speed berating his size, Draven flipped his wrist and went to backhand the pistol aimed at him. With that in the motion he dodged forwards, guessing that the first woman would probably pull a knife or something more dangerous. He spun forwards, throwing his body out of the reach of Kyrin, then in one smooth movement he came up behind her and drew his blade and readied it for a flat bladed strike to her hamstring.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 3:18 pm
Ky paled as she realized that he had caught her off guard. She cursed under her breath and pulled her gun slowly, holding it infront of her and out of his line of sight. She breathed in slowly, "What now?" She asked in a tone that could only signify annoyance and potentially disgust.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:37 pm
Daren had been walking home from the bar when he heard voices. Judging by the tone in which one of them was speaking it wasn’t a very friendly encounter. Though one of the voices did however sound familiar, it was a man, very strong and confident. Could it be? Is it my old friend Draven? He thought, stopping in his tracks just around the corner from the fight.
Peeking around the corner ever so slightly Daren smiled as he saw is old friend in action, and what was even more pleasing was that one of the people he was having this ‘disagreement’ with had her back to Daren. She was also holding a very well made pistol, A berretta, he thought, removing his own 45 from it’s holster. He hadn’t been seen yet, that relieved him and would give him the chance to surprise them.
Taking a deep breath he slipped around the corner silently, aiming the barrel of his gun at the back of Izzy's head, pulling the hammer back announcing his arrival with a pleasing click. ”I suggest that you drop your berretta little lady”, he said coldly, his eyes narrowing as he waited to see if she would force him to shoot her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 11:16 pm
A hopeful smile graced Draven’s lips as he heard the familiar voice of his long lost friend Daren. It’d been quite a few years and it was about time they caught up, this wasn’t exactly how he planed to meet with the man again. Draven coming back to his senses rolled the blade in his hand, letting the sharp side press roughly against the hamstring of Kyrin, “Now we can either do this the hard way or the easy way”, he said with the disgust nearly tangible in his voice, “the easy way would be me slicing your hamstring and crippling you for life, the hard way, we discuss this like civilized people. The choice is yours”
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 11:29 pm
Kyrin's breath caught in her throat as she heard another man's voice, a deeper one. She didn't turn around to see him though, well more that she couldn't, but she would have liked to see their second attacker. She's heard the click of a gun, the new man's, she presumed as she felt the knife slide onto her skin. Ky cursed inwardly as she thought of all the things she could say to her captor, but she bit her tongue knowing all the things she had would get her killed...or worse crippled.
Kyrin slipped the gun carefully back into her hidden jacket pocket and relaxed her muscles, saying, "The hard way..." The underlying tone in her voice was defeat. "Now would you kindly remove your weapon." She said irritably, voicing it more as a demand then a question. The look on her face was that of hostile compliance.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:09 am
Bella froze, then swore under her breath. To say that she was furious that she had allowed a stranger to catch her so vulnerably was only scratching the surface. Tempted as she was to lash out at this new threat, Bella knew that her body was never made to hold its own in a struggle of mere strength and, though she wasnt sure how this newcomer looked, he was most definitely male and would most definitely have the upper advantage.
Wondering how sincere this man was of his threat, Bella, refusing to drop her weapon, asked in mock sweetness, "Would ya really shoot a lady?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:19 am
[EDIT]
”You shouldn’t test me miss”, he said, moving the gun slightly to the side and pulling the trigger, meaning for the round to just barely graze her ear, such was his aim at such range. As the round left the gun with a resounding bang right in Izzy’s ear he knew it would do no more than deafen her for a moment and perhaps give her a small scratch on the earlobe.
A soft smile graced his lips as he said, ”That was just a warning. Next one’s in your shoulder hun”, his voice hard and unwavering, either he wasn’t bluffing or was just very good at it. However his accent only made it harder to read him with it being so thick and rough. He was also very good at keeping a level and emotionless tone of voice, making it even harder to call his bluff if he was bluffing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 12:45 am
Hearing the shot fire and the man threaten Bella further, Kyrin snapped. Screw this! She thought. She was tired of playing around, he'd caught her, but now she could care less, her captor's friend was messing with the wrong girl. Moving quickly and carefully, Ky dislodged herself from Draven's grasp and pulled, not one, but two guns from the folds of her jacket. They were small, only big enough for a few shots each, but from the way Kyrin handled them, one could be sure the shots would be deadly.
Now roughly five feet away from Draven, Kyrin pushed foot up against the wall at her back; this way she knew no one would come up from behind her. She aimed one gun at Draven's chest and the other at Daren's head. "Shoot again and I'll kill you!" Kyrin snapped at Draven, her eyes glinting dangerously. She kept her attention on both men, but if she had to shoot, it would be at the new man; he was a far bigger target and weilded a gun not a dirk.
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