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 Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 8:24 pm
Caught off guard by Raquel, she had the wind knocked out of her when she hit the ground, causing her to be vulnerable to any attacks at that moment. For a split second, she was afraid, which happened whenever she didn't have the upper hand in a situation. It would take her a while before she regained her breath, and when she did, there would be hell to pay.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 8:31 pm
Raquel tried to keep her pinned down as long as she could, finally getting enough sense to send a few blows her way. After a few swipes to the face she slammed Sveriana's head to the ground and keeping her down as best she could. Even if she couldn't beat her, she could at least save Richard and Lorey some time. "Damian!" She called over her shoulder. "What are you doing, get out of here while you can!" She cried, sending him a look of desperation and determination. She was not about to let one of the only people in her life to show her true kindness die because of her mistakes. She wanted Damian to go off with Richard and Lorey. Maybe by then, Sveriana would have her taste for blood cooled after slicing her throat. Maybe then she would leave them be. This was all simply a whimsical, fleeting thought, but ti was something closely resembling a plan.
Richard saw Lorey and immediately found himself at her side. He held her fora brief moment before looking at her in all seriousness and determination. "We need to get out of here." He said, trying to keep his voice calm.
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- Pocket Full of Ashes - Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 8:40 pm
Vicious. It was the first word that came to mind as he watched Raquel beat her former comrade, but there was no time for watching. He had to move.
As though he was listening to her, Damian left for his own room. There he rummaged anxiously through his things for his pistol, only to find it unloaded. So much time, he felt, was wasted as he loaded and locked the refined, almost toyish thing before leaving and returning back to the kitchen.
What had happened in that amount of time that he was gone would soon be revealed.
"Alright. Speeder?"
There wasn't any time for arguing or making suggestions. Lorey barely knew hat was going on, but she would follow Richard to the ends of the universe and back. Where they would go... would it be safe from a woman like they had encountered?
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 8:56 pm
As soon as Raquel let up just a little bit on beating in her face, Sveriana quickly grabbed her hair and pulled to the left, right before slamming her fist into her temple a couple of times and kicking her off. When she was up, she didn't bother with words, she merely kicked Raquel continuously in the sternum and bent down to pick her up. She wanted her to stand when she was getting a beat down, that way it made killing her better than normal.
Lifting her fists up to protect her already bleeding face, she raised one of her feet up so that one of her knees bent a bit while the toe of her foot was on the ground. It was a basic Muay Thai stance, and one that she used whenever she was going to fight someone hand to hand.
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- Pocket Full of Ashes - Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 9:20 pm
Raquel was feeling a bit more than dizzy but shook it off as best as she could, ignoring the blood on her own face. She took on the stance of a boxer, bouncing back and forth on her feet. She hadn't learned some of Sveriana's styles but had instead found her own and flourished from there. Even though she couldn't help but feel a bit less than an equal match for her old 'friend'.
She held her fists partially up, taking a few carefully aimed jabs at Sveriana, though keeping herself ready for defense at the moments notice.
Richard furrowed his brow but nodded. "We just need to get as far away from here as possible...possibly get reinforcements as well, though I don't know how much help they could be right now..." he said referring to Vi and Delita. Neither were in a position to fight this woman. Especially since they were probably both on her wanted list anyhow.
*I'm not really sure what to do with Richard lol if I should have him escape, or come back to kick butt, or ...? lol not sure how to play this out to be honest >,<*
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 10:01 am
Damian arrived back in the room, pistol raised and aimed carefully at Sverianna's chest, making sure that Raquel was not in danger of the shot. Without hesitation, he fired, hoping that the bullet would land.
Damian had never killed anyone before. The gun was usually used for show and threats, nothing more. But times had changed into ones that required murder. If it worked, there would be no qualms about Raquel's past as they could be alike in that sin.
"You drive. I don't know how."
And without saying anything, Lorey took his hand and led him to the front of the house where they could access the garage. She was still in her night gown, but maybe they could come back when things had calmed down...
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:59 pm
Smiling at Raquel's stance, she leaned back when the punches were thrown at her, dodging them barely and letting the last punch hit her in the cheek to test her strength. Either she was playing around with her, or Raquel just wasn't as strong as she used to be. "Come on Raquel dear, I know you can do better than that. You used to fi-"
Sveriana was cut short when she heard the sound of a gun going off, causing her to instantly get low to the ground out of instinct. The bullet did unfortunately, cut her shoulder, but lucky for Sveriana, it didn't impair her fighting ability. Looking at the direction the bullet came from, she stood up and looked to Damien with anger in her eyes. "I let you live and this is how you repay me? You ungrateful little piece of trash."
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 12:25 pm
Damian's fingers shifted a small trigger upon the side, making the gun click and whir to ready another bullet.
"I am quite grateful," he corrected. Another shot rang out as he tried to hit her in a more vital area. Silently, he cursed himself for his shaky stance, unwilling to blame himself for being a poor shot.
As Lorey walked to the front of the house, she suddenly stopped with a gasp.
"My mother's box!" she cried, and without a second thought, made a mad dash into the house once more through the back way.
Lorey simply couldn't leave behind the mementos. The music box, the ring, the rose Richard had bought for her... each one kept memories so close to her. And she was so afraid to lose anything else.
It was amazing how quickly she moved when under incredible pressure. Lorey ran about, grabbing clothes, folding them, stuffing them in a bag she found... everything, packed away in that small bag like it was made for carrying her life. And like a flash, she once more raced out of the house in record time.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 2:42 pm
"Leave him alone pcyco." Raquel demanded after the first bullet, but was cut off when the second one missed Sveriana completely, becoming lodged in Raquel's abdomen. "Ah-" She fell to one knee but caught herself, not wanting to be any more vulnerable to an attack from Sveriana as she already was. Despite her obvious annoyance at Damian's lack of aim, she focused her attention on a way to get out of here. It seemed like the only option left that left them alive, was to run.
Richard was about to protest her going back but she had returned in a flash. He seemed to smile and nod, leading her to the speeder. He was about to get in when he stopped, looking back to the house. "We should wait for them..." He said, not believing his own words. He couldn't explain it, but he just couldn't leave them to die with Sveriana. The only doubt in his mind right now was if he should rush in to help them or not.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 8:55 pm
Lorey heard the second shot more clearly than the first. There was a frightened glance, and while she offered no answer to Richard, she certainly did not say for them to run.
In the house, Damian was in utter terror and shock. He had shot her. It must have been a twitch of his wrist or a jerk of his bad nerves... a shift in his stance because of his foot or maybe even his slight hangover. But whatever it was that had caused the pistol to sway, it had driven his last bullet into the woman he adored.
He could never forgive himself.
The weapon dropped from his numb hand as it raised in a defenseless surrender. He had shot her.
"Raquel," he whispered, so frightened with all the realizations coming upon him as she bent to the floor. There was a pause before he dashed forward in the hopes of avoiding Sverianna and scooping up his dearest one to take her to immediate safety.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 9:07 pm
Raquel had her hand over the wound, feeling her warm blood starting to seep through. Strangely enough it felt practically numb. If anything she felt dizzy but that was it. She could hardly see straight enough to recognize Damian coming to her aid. She couldn't really form and clear, audible words, but her glazed eyes never left Damian's. She said something about him leaving quickly but she was starting to lose consciousness or sanity, she wasn't sure which.
Richard twitched at the sound of gunfire. He doubted it was by Sveriana, since she would most likely enjoy watching them writhe as they slowly bled to death. A simple gun shot wouldn't be painful enough...he didn't think. He silently prayed they were alright as he got ready to jump into the speeder. Give them just a bit longer...they'll be ok... He told himself.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 11:21 am
Sveriana was quite amazed at how horrible a shot Damian was. The first time, he was lucky and almost got her, but the second time, god there was no point in even trying to dodge. Letting Damien get past her, she shook her mind out of the shock it was in and started laughing.
"Oh, what a wonderful shot dear! Hell, not the right target but it still got it's point across, Kehehehehe. While you're at it, you want to kill Richard for me too? I could use the help you know." She shook her head, still laughing at Damien's faulty aim as she headed for the door. She knew that Richard and Lorey were still outside, so she would go take care of business while Damien and Raquel were sitting there, to busy to fight.
"I'll have to admit Raquel, you had me worried for a moment, I thought you were going to knock me out. Looks like things change, eh?" She said as she opened the door and walked outside, looking around for Richard. "Richard!! Bring your sorry a** over here!! I got something for ya!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 11:31 am
Panic.
Damian's adrenaline completely took over all of his actions. In a moment, he had Raquel in his arms with her stomach facing him and legs about his waist, like one would carry a small child. He knew that Richard and Lorey were still about... he saw their passing shadows through the kitchen window. But whether or not they had taken the speeder by then, he'd no idea.
It was the only hope he had, though. Ignoring his foot, Damian practically sprinted with the bleeding Raquel out the side door in the breezeway that lead into the garage, where lo and behold, there they were.
"DRIVE!" he cried, Lorey already holding open the door to the back for him and Raquel. His shirt was bloodied, as her body grew more limp in his grasp...
"For God's sake, get out of here! She's looking for you, get out!" Damian repositioned Raquel once he was in the back seat so that she was laying upon the back, himself squeezed upon the floor between her makeshift bed and the passenger's where Lorey was buckling up.
Damian's attention shifted to Raquel. His dearest, his darling, he never should have even tried shooting in his state... he'd never use a gun again. Never.
Frantic thoughts ran through his mind as his hand found hers, along with gentle pleadings of the only thing he could say.
"I'm sorry."
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 11:39 am
Raquel wasa bit breathless as her glare followed Sveriana out the door. "That b***h..." She managed to mumble before looking to Damian. "We need...T-to get to the Garage..." She was able to get these words out as she tried to keep her consciousness. "Now."
Richard cursed under his breath as he stooped down into to the speeder. He just looked at Lorey who sat in the passenger side. TAking herin with his eyes for a moment, he leaned over, kissing her passionately on the lips. "I love you..." He said quietly before jumping out. "If I don't make it back...I want you to drive the hell out of here...." His back was to her, because he knew she'd try to talk him out of it. He grabbed a cro bar which was hanging among other tools on the wall. Leaving the garage through the back way, he made his way to the front of the house. He said nothing as he met the murderous woman who was hunting him down.
*dont have time to color code yet. >,<*
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 11:57 am
"I love you, too..." she murmured, before he gave his instructions. And by the time Lorey understood through her fright what was going on, she cried out his name. But he was gone. Richard was gone, and she was left with a terrible responsibility.
"I don't know how to drive a speeder," Lorey said, her voice shaking along with the rest of her. "I never learned. Damian, I don't know how to drive a speeder!"
And not that she could do it well with her splinted hands with only her fingertips wiggling free.
Damian knew this, and with his dying Raquel, he knew what was to be done.
Thank goodness for his smaller frame which allowed him to fit in between the two front seats and behind the wheel. If Richard didn't get back within a certain amount of time, he would drive them away. All their lives, but mostly Raquel's, depended on it.
"Lorey, if I must drive away before he returns... forgive me. Raquel was shot, and we don't have much time."
Steely eyes looked straight ahead. In all honesty, he was trying not to weep for what he had done, but no one would know his true feelings. Not a soul.
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