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 Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:06 pm
Iriai was about to openthe door infront of her when someone opened it and grabbed her lifting her into the air. That sisn't last long though as the girl slid to the ground. Plucking the girls hand off of her clothess Iriai snarled out.
"I am Iriai, and next time don't touch me or I'll kill you got it. I swear agree to help some people and they start attcking you. I meant come on, what kind of orginizationc does this Logan got, for crying out loud?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:12 pm
Now that, Felicia would have none of. She took in a deep breath and lept to her feet, reaching for her sword. Too bad it wasn't there. Oh well.. She thought before staring at Iriai through her black bangs, her grey eyes practically glowing from her verocity. "What are you talking about?" She hissed back, her fangs showing from the action. "What organization?" Felicia's vision blurred, but she wouldn't let her eyes move away from Iriai. She was going to get some answers, and she was going to get them right that moment.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:28 pm
Iriai was getting pissed, letting her fangs slide out she used the fact that the other girl was obviously weak to lift her intot he air and threw her into a wall.
"I don't prefer being treated like some lowly changeling. I am a pureblood AND if you must know a group called the Cursed that is so suppose to be lookins for the cure and prtecting it. Alright, so leave me alone before I break your neck you thing."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:41 pm
Felicia crashed into the wall, grabbing onto the edges to pull herself out with an enraged snarl. That was it, she was done. What the hell is wrong with this crazy lady?! "Who the hell cares what are? You're crazy lady! You're the freaking physco who came banging down the door, and you seem to be helping them so well by tearing their place apart." She hissed with vicious sarcasim as shards of rubble fell off of her and onto the floor. In a moment Felicia was shoving past Iriai to leave the room, dark blood soaking her shirt. "Go suck a lycan psyco." She muttered rudely as she walked off down the hallway with a hand over her stomach.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:55 pm
Iriai was losing her patients.
"I swear that Logan had better show up soon or I'm going to leave this place and say screw them all. I'll find the cure on my own."
Taking a deep breath Iriai sighed.
"Alright calm down, your better then that low life. I mean I knocked nicely and she flips out. Talking about me damaging the place when she put me against a wall first."
Trunging away Iriai started to head in the oppisite direction of the other girl and mumbled to herself.
"I SWEAR if this wasn't for the good of my sister I'd be out of here."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:04 pm
Syvra looked at Logan’s hand on his shoulder. He was still babbling on, trying to comfort her. She shook her head slowly.
“No Logan, it’s not that. I just…” She trailed off, unable to find the words to say.
Logan’s hand slipped from her shoulder and he looked concerned. “Then what is it?”
“Logan I-”
A low buzzing interrupted them. Logan looked down in confusion before remembering that he still had Jess’s phone. His heart skipped a beat. There could only be one other person on the end of that line.
With a shaking hand he reached down and pulled out the phone, flipping it open and plastering it to his ear.
“I presume this is Logan?” Alec’s cool voice sounded almost bored, but Logan knew better.
He didn’t say anything in confirmation, but his snarl was answer enough.
Alec chuckled darkly on the other end. “Oh, how I have missed your temper old friend!”
“Skip the games, Alec. What do want for Jasper?”
There was a pause. “You know me too well Logan.” He sighed. “At first it was you I wanted. I still haven’t deciphered that filthy dog’s letter. I was hoping you could be of some assistance to me.”
“I told you a long time ago, Alec: That letter is nothing. Just a piece of trash.”
“Now you are the one playing the game, Logan. I’m afraid you can’t afford to lie to me anymore. Jasper won’t hold on much longer.”
“You b*****d, if you kill him-“
Alec laughed. Oh yes, he was definitely enjoying this. “Jasper will live if you just follow my orders.”
Logan lowered his head and shut his eyes. Syvra was at his side, pressing her head close to the phone to hear. If looks could kill the phone would have exploded from her wrath long ago.
“Fine then,” Logan said, sounding defeated. “Me for him.”
“Oh no Logan, that won’t do anymore.”
“What? But I thought-“
“No, you didn’t think. You never think, Logan, when your temper gets the best of you.” For a long time Alec didn’t speak. When he finally did, his words were slow but contained barely-masked triumph. “I know that you have the Cure. I want it, Logan. Give me Alice.”
“No!” he gasped. “Alec, you know that I would let Jasper die before I let you have her. Any of us would sacrifice ourselves for her.”
“That’s cute Logan, but I don’t care. Give her to me or I kill your friend.”
It was Logan’s turn to think things over and be silent. His hands were shaking so violently that the phone was rattling.
“Hold on,” he muttered.
Logan looked up at Syvra. “Go inside. Tell everyone that I’m speaking to Alec. Tell them we are getting Jasper back tomorrow.”
Syvra nodded and jumped off the roof quickly. Logan waited a moment.
“Alright,” he said slowly when he was sure he was alone. “I’ll tell you what the letter means.”
Syvra dove off the side of the building, landing with a little bend of the knees. She barreled inside, huffing with excitement and worry as she came in. "Logan is on the phone with Alec right now," she said, projecting loudly so that everyone in the room could hear. "He is negotiating for a trade to get Jasper back tomorrow."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 2:18 am
History was always a great source of inspiration for Ebony, for within history torture had developed into an unrecognized art form. It seemed that cruelty came naturally to the human psyche, or even more so, to a vampire's or lycan's psyche. Looking down at Jasper once again, Ebony noted the vampire's lackluster expression- completely devoid of any smirk, smile or grin. Ebony would have laughed, but such things take time and time was of the essence. She needed to enjoy this precious opportunity for as long as possible.
Cocking her head to the side and letting her lower lip protrude Ebony formed a pout, "Jasper" spoke Ebony in a deceptively sweet tone, "where has that precious little smile of yours gone?" Unfortunately, all her victim could muster was a resentful glare. Shrugging Ebony, slowly glanced at Jasper then at the space behind her and giving a vindictive grin Ebony took one step backwards, her heels echoing ominously as she did. Jasper's eyes went wide and blood spilled to new fruition in gleaming red torrents, his head then lulled again to the side. The garroting wire was now taut with pressure and as Ebony walked forward the blood coated silver drooped and pooled on the floor. Leaning down Ebony examined the new wound and sighed with content as she inspected it, the light over head flickering as she did. The wound was perfect and consistent throughout his whole arm, the wire itself had only just begun to make it's way into the bone, the marrow was still a fair bit away. Unwrapping the wire Ebony let it slither back into it's mechanism, even a vampire of Jasper's caliber would be lucky to use such an injured arm once again.
Gently, Ebony began to lightly slap his cheek, noting the pallor of his ivory skin, despite this his eyes fluttered open once again to look drearily forward. Leaning in, close to his face Ebony spoke in a hushed tone, "I've said this before Jasper, but I'll say it again anyway, it's rude to fall asleep." Fast as a cat on a mouse Ebony seized Jasper's right hand and broke his pinky, just like before. Jasper gritted his teeth and hissed in pain. Ebony huffed, she could do so much more, so many more interesting methods of torture but Alec needed him alive and he was looking awfully pale; even for a vampire. Breaking fingers didn't spill blood.
Even as this reasoning formed, Ebony dreamed up other tortures she loved to commit. Scalping, denailing, burning, stress positions, knee capping, using sound, tooth extraction, pressure points, hamstringing- the list could go on, and Jasper could not. Ebony had barely even started and he was already struggling to stay awake. Such a shame, no matter, Vampires heal fast.
((Yay, I'm back, and I read through all I missed and welcome KurimusonChishio and Dragonxx5. Also thank you EndOfDawn for god modding my character so well. <33 ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 12:28 pm
((( Hey there KurimusonChishio, I don’t know if you realized this or not, but no one is in the warehouse anymore.
Just a heads up; you seemed a little lost.
Oh, and I would really appreciate it if you used spellcheck and typed more than a few sentences. I don’t want to sound mean, but this is an intermediate RP, not beginner. If you don’t have spellcheck, then spellcheck.net is a good place to go. Thank you.
Oh yeah, welcome back Bakeneko Grin! We all missed you and your evil character. Hahaha alright, let’s get back to the RP! )))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 3:53 pm
*Bump*
I'll try to post later..I don't really know what I can post without Bella posting though.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:55 pm
((I can't post until you GM Syvra Rose))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:17 pm
((Thanks for welcoming me back EndOfDawn. :3
Gah, this is so annoying no one can post right now. gonk
Well, I suppose Ebony could torture Jasper a bit more, but I'll give him a break. 4laugh edit: so many people are online right now as well! Even more frustrating! D; ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:20 pm
Yes is it frustrating... stare
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:24 pm
(( Bella, last night I told you to use your imagination! But alright, I will post in a sec. Let me up one of the hellions back to sleep. I put on Shark Tale for the 3464509205 time, so hopfuly that will buy me some time.
Ok, I edited my post earlier. Not much, but it gives you something to work with. I will post with Alec soon as well, and then with Logan again. Sorry for being slow, I really have my hands full right now. ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:12 pm
When Alec got off the phone with Logan he could hardly contain his excitement. There was no doubt in his mind that what Logan had said was true. He had been defeated and desperate. It was obvious that Logan was falling apart at the worst possible time.
Alec tossed the phone onto the mahogany desk; he wouldn’t be needing that for a while. It was then that the servants arrived to clean up for him. He nodded to them and waved a hand around the whole room.
“You might as well tidy up everything. I’ll be out for a little while. Be finished before I get back.”
Alec pulled on a long black coat and exited the room, going into the glistening elevator and sending it to the bottom floor. There concrete basement was startlingly drab in contrast to the fancy building above, but he saw no point in decorating it. The people that got locked down here didn’t deserve that sort of mask.
There was noise coming from the last cell: a low moaning and the much happier-sounding murmur of a female’s voice.
Alec smiled as he quietly watched Ebony work. She gave no indication of whether or not she noticed his approach, but pulled the wire on Jasper’s arm a fraction tighter to gain the effect of his tired cry.
Alec chuckled and slid open the iron doors. “That’s quite enough for now, Ebony.” He looked down at Jasper, who seemed only distantly conscious. “How is our little friend doing?”
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