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 Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 3:14 pm
Amber let herself be pulled and pushed around by Graverobber. He wasn't going to hurt her, she knew that. Amber moaned loudly at the feel of him pressing her. She wanted more then just him pressing, she wanted him in t be pressed agenst her nakid, she wantef the feel of his flesh. But she wouldn't get that, they would stay pretty much clothed for the act. They disn't want to put on a show for any one walking buy. Amber shivered when his tougn left a cool live of spit, agenst her heated body. "Graavverooberrr!" she moaned again and arched her back pressing herself, harder into his hips. Her breath was already speeding up into short little pants.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:22 pm
Graverobber could feel his pants getting tighter in the front, as Amber continued to grind against his crotch. Man it felt good too. He ran his large, calloused hands up and down the woman's sides. Her skin was soft, warm and temping, to say the least. He pulled his hands away from the girl's body to finger the fabric around his front until he could find and unfasten the button and the zipper in the front of his pants. His hands moved quickly back to her body and found the fexposed flesh where skimpy shorts used to hardly hide the girl's bottom. Graverobber's eyes widened quickly, flaring with the realization in his mind, as opposed to just his pants, at what he was going to get to do.
[Bom. chicka. wah. wah.]
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:32 pm
((XD))
Amber's gaurds watched for paople walking by. Never once did they turn to look as their master moaned and cryed out. If she had been with anyone else they would have watched. But she had been with Graverobber enought times they never worried about him doing anything to her.
Finally when the noises died down Amber was left breathless and tired. That had been almost as good as the actual drug she wanted from him. She sat there, legs locked around his hips and arms holding him around the neck, and the endorphenies that had been released slowly wore off. She became aware of the hard wall on her back, the cool of the night air. "Ok done I want to get dressed." Amber began to ease her legs from around her lovers hips. Her legs ached, but the good ach.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 5:34 pm
After he set Amber onto the ground, Graverobber first pulled his pants back up his legs, fastened them, then unfastened a glowing vial of zydrate from his waist. He held the bottle gently in front of the woman's face, waving it back and forth before her, "Is this all you want, now?" He smirked a devillish smirk and raised an eyebrow, "Hm?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 5:52 pm
Amber glared and made a snach at the vial. "Yes give me that damn vial." she tryed to sound angry, but she was still felling pretty good, so it didn't come out like she had hoped. "I have a surgury in less then two hours, I can't be sitting her playing around with you all night." AMber let the Vial out of her sights and pulled at her short shorts. It was a sad fact that she was more intrested in getting her Z fix then get dressed.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:04 pm
Graverobber let her have it, just like always. He had the thought before that hye may never get paid again if she continued to ******** him for Zydrate. He sighed internally and leaned down over her, letting his hair fall over both shoulders and onto the dressing woman, "This is the last time Sweet, next time it's money or you go into surgery with no anasthetic, got me?" He secured the fastening of the zydrate to his hips and continued, "I've got bills to pay, you know."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:18 pm
Amber shivered. His hair was so soft, and it rubbed her in all the right ways. "I payed you last time." her voice turned bitter. In her mind the idea that he wa telling her to pay ment that the sex was no longer werth free Zydrate. Also this ment to her, being selfcentered dose this to you, that her body wasn't hot enough for a lowly Zydrate peddler. This wasn't good, and it had to be fixed. Thank god she was going to surgy, she could have them fix every thing they could. She thought maybe her butt was too small, her boobs not perky, a fat stomach, fat legs, and a ugly face. ALl this she saw in herself. She would have it all fixed that night. Then she would see if he wanted her after that, and if he did he would have to beg. "What ever Graverobber, i'm leaveing now, i'll be beutiful in just a few hours, you'll see!"
Amber left in a storm her boots clicking soflty compaired to the two body gaurds' smooth and hevy footsteps.
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SHilo and her friend passed by one very pissy looking Amber sweet, in the ally on the way back to her house. SLowly Graverobber came into view, waht was it with them meating in ally ways? "Hi, again Graverobbber." shilo waved as they got closer.
Cher smiled "Hiya sexy man!" Cher waved rapidly, hyped up on candy from the movies.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:25 pm
Graverobber sighed, "Women," He pulled his jacket off of the ground, dusted it off, put it on hastily. However, just as he was about ot leave he ran in to the two girls who had gone to the movies. Was it a short movie or did subduing Amber really taek that long? He shurgged it off, "Sup?" Graverobber tilted his head up quickly to acknowledge them, "Where ya headed?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:17 am
It was an intense and heated chase. The man being chased was scrawney, pale and greasy, but his new heart was keeping him going -and his new heart was about to be Reposessed.
Nathan Wallace had been the best in the business when it came to reposession, but after his refusal to take down one Blind Mag, he too was taken down. Sad story in the end, made for exciting news the next day, but really, that was all. People would never dwell on news for more than a few hours nowadays.
The Repo Agent was in hot pursuit of the victim, knife drawn, eyes fixated on his back,; the fabric from the assigned uniform for the night surgeons swished as it rubbed back and forth as arms pumped forward and back creating momentum to run faster.
A clean opening. A clear shot. An empty alley. The repo agent thew the knife and hit with the clean accuracy perfectly at the base of the skull. The man fell with a heavy thud onto the dirty, wet street.
"Hmph," The prusuer stood over the catch with a smug look beneath the official Repo helmet.
Reaching for more sharpened weapons the repo agent began slicing at the man's limp body until the beating heart was in clear sight, and a small but accurate gloved hand reached in and yanked it out.
"Delicious."
The voice was rather feminine, for a Repo Agent. The agent pulled out a cooler and placed the heart inside of a bag, and the bag into the cooler. Snapped it closed, then lifted it, leaving the body for the garbage men to take care of. She had to get back to Geneco's building and return the barcoded heart to its rightful owners.
Once within the building, the agent could remove her helmet. Her face was small and round, but her eyes sharp and keen, her bangs were clipped back onto her head and the rest of her long dark blonde hair was tied into a clean ponytail.
After a quick trip up in the elevator, she found herself in the CEO's office, now controlled by all three of the ungrateful heirs to Geneco's fortune.
"Delivery," She placed the cooler on the desk before the current occupant in the big chair, she opened the cooler and tossed the catch onto the desk, "It's Italian, hot out of the oven."
"Beautiful, now could you kill my useless siblings?" The tempermental Luigi Largo was in the seat today, wearing his usual scornful expression, though he did like the sight of the reposessed organs, "Go get one of those useless whores to store it for you." He lifted a chart on the desk and looked it over nonchalantly, for lack of anything better to do.
"You do it, it's twelve fifteen, I'm off as of ten minutes ago," The woman closed her cooler and removed it from the head honcho's desk. "A demain, dude," she saluted a dirty gloved hand and turned to leave.
On her way out, she passed Amber Sweet, "Heads up your brother's in the hot seat. Pretending to do something useful." She tried not to laugh at the comment. That was what they all did, none of the three left in charge probably had any clue as to how to run a business.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:17 pm
Shilo looked at Graverobber. Had he been wating for them? Doutful. "we were just heading home for some pizza." SHilo began to walk away again. Not really wanting to talk to the dirty Zydrate peddler.
Cher had other planes. "Yeah come eat with us!" CHer smiled and grabbed one of his golved hands. "SHilo makes good pizza."
The nerve of her. SHilo couldn't belive Cher had just done that "It's just put in the over pizza, I don't do anything." She was in abitter mood.
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Amber stopped to look at the girl. "who the ******** do you think you are?!"_____________________________________________
One Graverobber was still hiding out in the graves of the dead and pulling vials of Zydrate from the noses of decaying bodies.
SHe was dirty from the work. Her darkbrown blond hair had a few cobwebs of in it. She refused to pull it back, saying since it was so long it looked better down. It reached just above her butt and serveed to be suductive to men. Her eyes,normaly a blue grey, shined with the blue glow of the Zydrate. She was steeling. She was short at five foot nothing. Her clothes balck to help her hide in the night.
A smile moved itself onto her face as she filled her last vial. "Good." the girl mumbled. Slowly she climbed from the open grave and pushed back her long coat. Her hips were covered in belts that held the glowing fluids. She straped the last vial to it's rightful place and snuck out of the grave uncaught.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:26 pm
Although free food sonded good, Graverobber could sense Shilo's attitude toward him actually tagging along, "It's fine, you two go ahead, I have a business to run about now," He managed to take his hand away from the girl and gave a small bow then promptly turned on his heels, and started away.
"I think I'm the best damn Repo Agent you have, so you'd better smile when I say hi, because to be quite honest, without me training the new recruits, you lose at least three within the first week," Her lighthearted comments had sunk into an angry scathing remark, "Minnie. McClellan. My father was James McClellan, he was in the first group of legal assassins ever sent out to reposess Geneco's property." After her introduction Minnie bowed before leaving, "Now, your heinous, I will return tomorrow night to continue doing my job. Best you start doing yours." She winked and headed out.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:56 pm
Shilo was relived to see the man go. SHe didn't really want him around right at that moment. "come on Cher, i'm hungry."
Cher pouted all the way home "man I can't belive he turned me down!"
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Amber was stunned and angry. But she had no time to give a come back, the girl was gone. Amber left to have her sugury, she would be beutiful.
The Sugury room was cleane and ready for her by the time she layed down and took her newly bought Zydrate.
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The young girl spotted the best of her kind. Graverobber. "hey man!" she called as she got closer. He was the best of them all and she looked up to him. After all she was just Seventeen.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:06 pm
Beatrice Bloor just walked out of a cafe. Her shift ended and she was on her way home. She was a singer. She learned her tricks from Blind Mag. Not long ago was her death. Now Beatrice sang for Mag. She was on her way home to get her "zydrate kit" She was after all a grave robber. Beatrice, her friends call her 'Be' was about 5'4 with long reddish brown hair. she was a pretty 19 year old girl but she didnt think much abut her looks. She always wore black and purple. tonight she wore a black corset with purple ribbons and a purple short plad skirt. She always wore her houser key on her neck. She didnt really have a reason to. She just thought it looked cool. When she got to her house she quickly opened te dor and closed it. running up to her room she picked up her 'ZK' (zydrate kit) and her long black coat and left. Lucky for Be there was a grave yard behind her house. As she turned the corner there was a gard at the gate. "s**t" Be whispered. "Guess i'll have to get some flowers now." she sighed turning around she pulled up a hand full or some random plants and went to the gard and the gate. As Be walked up the gard looked at her. "My parents are in here. Id you dont mind i wold like to put some flowers on their grave." She said holding up the plant. "Fine." said the gard and he stepped away letting her enter. After she was far enough away from the gate she dropped the plant and went looking for a good grave. "Well well well look who it is! Rotty Largo. You had to see this coming. oh well. no one is gonna want Zydrate from you. hummm i guess this one over here will do." Be said walking towards a small grave stone.
After all her villas were filled with bright glowing blue zydrate Be hid them in her coat and started towards the south gate. As she was leaving she saw Grave robber walking away from two girls. "Hey Graverobber! wait up!" she yelled.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:13 pm
"Ah, an ameteur, how goes the business for you?" Graverobber asked. Though he thought to himself that it was probably going a bit better for her than for him. His pockets were empty, and the satisfaction from his sexual encounter was not going to buy this week's groceries. Although, what were groceries really but frozen tv dinners and more Graverobbing supplies.
Minnie rounded the corner, unclipping her gloves from her shoulder hook and removing them, stuffing them into her oversized pockets and wiping her hands off on the sides of her uniform. Bleh. Blood.
Along the way home she spotted two rather average looking girls prancing along speaking of their hunger. Some words her mother would not have like crossed through her mind before she recognized the leading girl as Shiloh Wallace. She had met the girl before. Once. And heard from her mother that even that was a rareity. Her father, knowing Nathan Wallace, had taken her on a quick stop to teh Wallace residence one day, she was only thirteen, and Shilo was ten. The young girl didn't seem very sickly to her, besides being so pale, but that would be from not leaving her bedroom -ever.
The girl with her was one Minnie had never seen before, but she shrugged it off, the girl was probably Shiloh's first friend, ever since her emancipation at the Genetic Opera she was at least allowed outside. Too bad Geneco also lost their founder and their best Repo Man.
Boo hoo. They would be fine, after all, they still had Minnie McClellan.
Next, she spotted two odd looking characters conversing. Graverobbers. That had to be it. What would any othe explaination be? The freaks sure do come out at night. She rolled her eyes and started to continue past them, Zydrate peddlers weren't her problem. But she spoke against her better judgement, "Get a real job."
Graverobber simply smirked at the comment. He was used to Minnie McClellan, she was a worthy adversary for anyone, and she passed him everyday on her way home from reposessing organs, and told him something along those lines, Get a real job, You'll get shot for that s**t, Graverobber or his favorite : Outta my way, ******** was a tad bit interested in how the girl before him would reply, though, Geneco employees plus graverobbing individuals were not usually a good mix.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:22 pm
"Hey dont comment on our jobs and we wont comment on yours! But hey! I like your kind! you give us more... materials to work with"Be said with a smile "Thanks for that Repo girl!" "Anyway business is good. How about you? You wanna go out for some dinner? my treat?" Be asked holding up a hand full of cash.
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