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 Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:18 pm
"Alas, Le Island d'Moreau still isn't home," she gave him a forced grin, a flicker of anger going through her changed eyes before they returned to their malicious gleam.
Gleeful, Antony could hardly contain her excitement, "I'm sure you already know that I have certain dislike for some of the islanders, namely Joli and Billy, but since I've heard you have the former well taken care of..." She paused, letting the ego stroke reverberate for a moment before continuing, "Billy on the other hand... I know he does hard drugs, and I really think he'd enjoy his stay more if he weren't on them. That and I want to see him suffer."
The tattooed woman shrugged nochalantly with the last sentence as if it were something 'normal.'
When you were on Antony's s**t list, it was quite normal.
"Anyways, I was thinking you could switch out his drugs for placebos and stuff like flour... You're better qualified to figure the details out I believe..." Antony grinned sadistically, pushing a chunk of hair back behind her ear as she waited for an answer.
Oh she was so excited.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:24 pm
Sabin was not immune to a good flattering now and then. Especially given that most of the attention he had been receiving as of late was either a mild approval from Moreau, or anger from Aubrey (which could very well be entertaining, but not exactly flattering).
Sabin scratched his hairless chin. "Welll.." he mused. "Mr. Woodrow has been disappointingly thick-skinned with his inebriated state.... taking animal people and his predicament overly well. Most sane men would be terrified in his situation.... especially with such a choice animal whose fate he now shares.." Sabin let slip as a little 'reward' for her approval of his torments of Joli.
"Not that he is aware of his own fate just yet. But we can't continue to have him flittign about in a drug-induced haze of blissful ignorance, now can we. I will see what I can do."
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Sabin Duvert Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:54 pm
She could tell he was drawling it out to keep her hanging, or something like that. A control thing. It didn't bother her, especially since in the end, everything went in her favor.
"Not at all," she purred in agreement, grin twitching a bit wider as her tails echoed the feelings. Antony was practically having a mini orgasm. It was good to be sadistic every once in a while. "As long as you promise to keep up the good work with Joli..."
Not like that'd be a challenge for the doctor.
"Ah, I think that's all... Thanks for all your help Dr. Duvert," she chittered, positively beaming while she steepled her fingers together in a cliche evil villan pose.
Satisfaction would come soon enough.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:56 pm
"It's my... pleasure, Antony." He replies simply as the line is dropped.
Checking the location of Mr. Woodrow, Sabin radios to have someone take over his position while he goes to execute his plan.... and help Aubrey with hers.
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Sabin Duvert Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:23 pm
It had taken Billy almost into the afternoon befor he tracked down Antony's duplex, after finding the registry in the villiage hall. Still fuming, he slammed his fist against the door sharply, "OPEN TH'DOOR!! I KNOW YER IN THERE Y'FECKIN' RAT!!" He roared, practically foaming at the mouth in rage.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:28 pm
Antony was on the couch, drawing in one of her sketchbooks, absolutely content with her pencil, pad, and cigarette.
Unfortunately, the sharp slam against her door caused her to jump, the angry voice at the other and causing a smarmy grin to appear on her lips. So Sabin had worked some magic. How beautifully perfect.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT a*****e?!" She yelled in response, closing her sketchbook and putting it aside before taking another drag. Like hell she was going to open the door.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:29 pm
"Y'KNOW DAMN WELL WHA' I WANT, Y'HAIRY HARLOT!!" He bellowed, kicking the door sharply once again.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:31 pm
She had to supress laughter at his screams, but somehow she managed it to respond back, "WHAT, LOSE YOUR RIGHT HAND AND CAN'T JACK OFF PROPERLY ANYMORE?!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:33 pm
"I SWEAR t'God if'n ye don' give it back RIGH' NOW..." He let it hung, hissing angrilly through clenched teeth as he glared heatedly at the locked door.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:34 pm
"I don't have your ******** wanking hand dumbshit," she responded cooly, no longer yelling since she was way too lazy to do it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:36 pm
"WHAT DID YOU SAY??" He roared, unable to hear her voice through the door enough to understand.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:38 pm
"I SAID TO TRY USING YOUR OTHER HAND TO DRAIN THE SEA MONSTER," she yelled back, pushing herself off the couch and moving closer to the door so she didn't have to yell anymore.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:41 pm
"WHA' TH' FECKIN' HELL DOES PLEASURIN' TH' WEE BILLY GO' T'DO WIT' THIS SITUATION??" He shreiked, his face red.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:42 pm
"Well," she began, close enough to the door that she didn't have to yell anymore, "You said you lost your right hand."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:43 pm
"Don' ye be cheaky wit' me, lass!! Y'know damn well wha's gotten me riled!" He hissed, positively livid at this point.
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