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 Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 3:44 am
Daren had zoned out for most of it but still caught some of what involved him. A smile came to his face as looked up at the two men guarding him and Daren and said in a sarcastic tone, "What? Only four guards? you'll need more than that for me and my friend here", his smile changing to a smirk as he could feel the life and warmth returning to his limbs, he would be fine soon enough but knew that if he tried anything, even if he made it past these guards he wouldn't live very long.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 2:46 pm
“Tch, Tch, how rude” Draven muttered as he slowly walked away from the door where Craig once stood, he’d been there for awhile lost in his thoughts, thoughts of escape and the daring escapade he would soon unfurl. His dramatic frown turned into a wicked smile as the door closed and the men were left alone with him and Daren. “You there, stupid looking grunt number three”, Draven knew he was pushing his luck, but wasn’t that what luck was for? Wasn’t it simply for testing and straining? “I want something to drink, chop chop!” he added a couple finger snaps for affect.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:43 pm
The men looked at Draven. There were now six of them in the room with the two captives, as the other two had arrived minutes before. The man he'd decided to call 'stupid looking grunt number three', shifted his stance and looked down at him; He was at least a head taller then Draven and had considerably more muscle. He moved his hand to the gun on his belt, as if daring Draven to say something else stupid. Kyrin hadn't ordered them not to kill the men; their orders were simple: Don't let them leave the room.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 11:28 pm
Daren stood up smiling, seemingly unashamed or at all bashful about being naked, as though it had been part of his plan and didn't involve the cold clothes part. "So, why don't one of ye go outside and fetch me my jacket? I'd appreciate it, it's easy to see, a nice black leather one sitting just outside the mansion", he said in a cheery tone, almost as if he had lost his mind; he didn't appear to realize the situation that he was in and appeared to be thinking of their six guards as old war companions or something, like they were old friends who hadn't seen eachother in years.
Hmm, perhaps if there was only three, I could take two and Draven one. I don't doubt his abilities but these men are considerably taller and more muscular than him, making them suprisingly close to myself in physical stature. I can tell just by looking at them now that I've a considerably larger amount of muscle mass than them. But if anything's gonna happen I'm gonna need my gun to make it happen with six of them. And if I do get my jacket they shouldn't be able to find the gun unless they think it's cleverly hidden which is the truth
Daren walked up to the guard furthest into the room and gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder, expertly maintaining the visage of having lost his mind. If there was one person in the room that could see through it, it would be Draven because he had seen Daren act like this before, usually before going into a wild rage however never on purpose, he hoped Draven would figure it out. He even had the wild glint in his eye that to any psycologist would confirm his insanity. He was an expert at faking this state of mind because he has entered it many times before in anger.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 12:27 am
Draven almost squealed with joy at the thought of hurting these men, they were of course stupid looking and generally cranky, not the sort of people you wanted a dinner party, “Awe, princess don’ wanna play?” Draven mocked, sending a sidelong glance towards his partner, his eyes said, ‘On your mark’. Turning his gaze back to the man whose hand was resting far to close to a readily useable gun Draven decided to have a little fun.
Moving forward in a quick motion he spun far out of the man’s reach and attempted to get behind him, to give ‘stupid looking grunt number three’ a hard smack on the bottom, if that was sucsessful he would proceed to say, “Good game”
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 4:45 pm
Mikel gave a deep sigh, relieved that all the drama had blown over. Treasuring the brief moment of silence and peace, Mikel wandered out into the hall way, pulling out his cell phone so he could later call for someone to bring his luggage back to the mansion. As he held the phone to his ear, waiting for someone to pick up, Mikel noticed a group of Kyrin's guards...apparently watching over two interesting looking characters. I am NOT getting involved in this! he said to himself with determination, making a very sharp turn toward the stair case. I've had enough excitement for one day!
Apparently, Felix didn't punch in the correct code in her hurry to get downstairs. Instead, the portal malfunctioned, and opened an exit for her randomly. Usually, the portal would drop anyone outside the courtyard, due to an incorrect key code, however, in this case, Felix found herself flying down a flight of stairs, colliding with Mikel. "Are you alright?!" Felix asked woozily, as she looked at twin versions of her nephew.
"I'm...fine..." Mikel said slowly, rubbing a sore spot on his head. Today was just not his day. "Izzy, I believe, is asleep...and everyone," he glanced over his shoulder at the men in the hall, "Well, mostly everyone has seemed to calm down now...so I was just planning on going to the library to read--..,"
Felix couldn't help, but grin down at her shy little nephew, who was blushing warmly at the anticipation of his aunt's next move. Usually, she would have smothered him by now and interrogated[sp] him about life back home, but she could clearly see the boy wanted some peace and quiet...desperately. "Alright," she sighed heavily, putting her hands on her hips, "I'll let you go this once, ONLY because I have some errands to run myself. Can't expect me to make you hot chocolate when there's no groceries in this place!"
Continuing down the stairs, Felix toussled Mikel's hair as she passed by. "Don't think," she called behind her, as she continued to walk out the door, "That you're getting off easily. Once I get back, you have to tell me EVERYTHING you've been up to these past few months! Or else NO HOT CHOCOLATE!!"
Smiling wearily, Mikel slowly continued his way up the stairs. He wasn't entirely sure if he would survive this so called "vacation" with such energetic people around him all the time...but for a good cup of hot chocolate...he would do anything.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 9:40 pm
The guards didn’t respond to the taunts of the smaller men. The man that Daren patted on the shoulder, though, did glower at Daren for touching him. The men didn’t care for the antics of their captives. The men were big, but they weren’t slow or stupid, nor did they look it. The one that Draven tried to spin around dodged Draven and shook his head. The six guards were of Han’s mafia and very well trained, they would not be taken down by Draven, or Daren in that case, and were boring of the men rather quickly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 9:55 pm
Before Izzy had come in Kyrin and Craig had been sleeping, but upon her entry Craig awoke and yanked the sheets over his completely bare body. A blush covered his cheek, though not because Izzy had seen him nude. Stuttering a sorry to Izzy, he made his way out the bed and grabbed his clothes from the floor. He apologized to Izzy again, before making a quick escape to the hallway.
Kyrin laughed aloud, not embarrassed in the least. She pulled the blanket back around her, as the air was cold outside the comfort of her blanket and said, “No, no I’m not.” Izzy had seen Kyrin nude before, so it wasn’t something that bothered her; and it was never something that seemed to bother Izzy. Poor Craig,, Kyrin thought, though she was still laughing. Once the blanket was covering her once more, Kyrin stopped laughing, she looked to Izzy and caressed the girl’s hair. “Izzy?” She asked gently, “How did you get up here? Concerned about the girl’s health, she stood, keeping the blanket around her. She walked over and flipped on the lights. Coming back to the bed she sat down and patted the spot next to her. “Sit; let me look at your stitches.” In all honesty, Ky didn’t know anything about stitches, she just wanted to make sure they hadn’t come out.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 10:44 pm
Daren just smiled back at the man's glower like it meant nothing. "Please good sir, I ask of you to get me my jacket. My wallet and cell and well all of my identification is in that jacket. So, if one of you would mind getting it for me. It's not like I could take more than two of you and you also have guns so what can you expect me to do?" He asked almost pleadingly, his eyebrow arching as he waited for an answer.
Damn, the woman in charge has gotta be wanting identification. She should have instructed them to get it. I mean she must know that it will make things alot easier for her to figure out who I am. So I hope this works otherwise me and Draven are stuck in here
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 10:51 pm
The man that he talked to simply smiled at him and said, "No." His orders were only to keep the men in the room, not run their errands. The man's eyes were dancing, he wondered how it felt to be a captive with no where to run.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:08 pm
Daren just sighed and planted his hands on his hips, giving up the slightly insane facade all together he said, "Then throw me a pair of pants and spar me? It'd be a good bit entertainment for us and yer buddys. It's not like it's gonna make your job here any harder, easier as a matter of fact", his tone was flat as he stood there making the suggestion in the middle of the room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:17 pm
The man raised an eyebrow at Daren, "And where am I going to get you a pair of pants?" He asked in a bored tone, his voice was husky. He looked around at the men and they all wore smiles. They knew there would be no pants in the mansion that would fit the man, Kyrin didn't let men stay there. That night was an interesting exception.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:27 pm
"Shorts then. You could even toss my pants in the dryer, as long as it won't restrict movement I'm good", he said in a flat tone, simply letting one hand drop to his side and arching a brow. "I mean, I'm not totally opposed to fighting naked but I'd much rather not, and if no pants is the case then I can just sit on the couch or something", he added in a cheerful tone, he was obviously bored of just sitting around.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:35 pm
The man laughed at Daren's words. "There will be no pants, no shorts, and I am not your errand boy." He said in a hard tone. It wouldn't be long til Kyrin would come back to talk to the men, she wasn't a heavy sleeper and they were sure she'd be back in a good half an hour or so anyway. The men hoped she'd come back soon, they hadn't ever had captives so...full of themselves, before.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:36 pm
 Izzy sat down beside Kyrin and commenced to lift her pajama shirt, asking curiously, "Was I suppose to be naked too?" Her stitches seemed to be in tact, Mikel always did a wonderful job when taking care of his patients' needs. Continuing with her train of thought, Izzy excitedly questioned, "Is it a naked party? Is there cake? I want strawberry cake!" Almost as if on cue, Izzy's stomach grumbled at her, demanding a late night snack.
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