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 Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:41 pm
Daren just shrugged and sat on the couch saying, "Okay then. But she'd be better off finding out who I am via my id etc that's in my wallet. she'd have a much easier time", he finished, his tone gaining a very serious infliction as he made the last part clear with his expression alone.
Damn! This is getting boring. Nothing to do and I'm certainly incapable of keeping up my usual cheerful appearance and attitude. I have no leeway here. These people aren't lax in the slightest. Well I have to at least give them credit for making good guards.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:42 pm
Ky laughed at Izzy's response to the whole thing as she checked the girl's side. Looks alright, Kyrin thought, And she doesn't seem like she's in any pain. She smiled at Izzy, "No, it's not a naked party, but there is cake downstairs, and hot chocolate too." Kyrin stood again and dropped the blanket. She then commenced to pick up her dicarded clothing and put them on.
Pulling a brush through her hair, Kyrin looked at Izzy, "But before we eat, there are some men I have to talk too."
Craig, who'd been outside the door, peeked his head in and said a quick goodbye, telling Ky that he would call her later.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:51 pm
 "Bye Craig!" Izzy waved to the man happily. She liked Craig, he was always so nice to her. She didn't really like that he took her spot but just this time, she was willing to let it go.
Hearing of the hot chocolate and cake, Izzy grinned widely. "Okay!" Raising her right hand as if to answer a question in class, she asked Kyrin, "Can I talk to the men too?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:01 am
Kyrin said goodbye to Craig but hesitated for a minute before looking over at Izzy, "I suppose so." She said lightly. She figured that Izzy would be alright to talk to the men, afterall Ky had her dad's guards and they didn't let anything or anyone past them.
Kyrin took up Izzy's hand and led the way downthe stairs. She made sure that they took them slowly as to not put strain on Izzy. Once downstairs she led the way down the hall. She stopped Izzy and said, "Stay here." Before she knocked on the door and let herself in.
Han's men all glanced up at Kyrin as she entered. They bowed their head slightly and murmered something that sounded a lot like "Princess" under their breath.
Kyrin looked around the room and noticed Daren on her couch, she felt slightly disgusted at him being there and resolved to later burn the couch and get a new one. She decided that she never liked the couch anyway. Calling one of the guards over to her she whispered into his ear.
The man nodded and motioned to another man. The two grabbed Daren up by the arms and dragged him from the room. The other four remained with Draven.
Closing the door behind her, Kyrin took Izzy's hand and followed the men to another room. The men threw Daren into the room and stood on either side of Kyrin and Izzy as they entered. Kyrin looked out the window of the side room they'd just entered and noticed a faint light coming through the clouds. It must be near six or so... Kyrin thought idly, before tightening her hold on Izzy's hand. Kyrin looked down at Daren with a cold look in her eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:08 am
Daren returned the icy look, pushing himself up off the ground. "So, what is it that are wanting to talk to me about? Would it be your friend, who I am? Who my friend is?" He asked in an equally venemous tone, arching a brow he clasped a hand around his wrist, resting his hands infront of his nakedness just to be semi polite in the least. "And just so you know if you're gonna ask who me or my friend are then just look at id because I won't tell you. But just so you know, you'll have to brave the cold, all my stuff is in my jacket outside", he added casually, offering a half hearted shrug.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:25 am
Kyrin looked down at Daren, I knew he didn't actually feel bad for what he'd done. She thought in digust. She turned her attention to his words, "Do you honestly think your ID is still out there, and your jacket? You make me laugh." She scoffed, "Do you know what part of town we are in?" Before letting him answer, she continued, "We are in the part of town where if you leave something on the ground for more then half an hour, maybe less, it is no longer your property." She smiled at him, "Your jacket... and your wallet, are gone."
Remembering that Izzy was with her, Kyrin said, "This is Izzy, you did quite a number on her earlier." Her tone was dangerous, "Give me a good reason why these two men, here, shouldn't take you out back and kill you."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:28 am
Izzy had wanted to greet the men in the room while she waited outside but upon seeing Daren, Izzy felt afraid of the much bigger man. Scooting closer to Kyrin, Izzy looked at Draven, curious but not sure if she was curious enough to actually talk to him. And seeing the way that Kyrin acted towards the man didnt make Izzy any more eager to make him her newest friend.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:31 am
"Well, honestly I can't think of a good reason for them not to take me out back and kill me. It was my fault that she was shot and regret it because of the fact that I never meant for it to happen. If I would have taken a few moments more to think before I entered the encounter you and my friend were having I wouldn't have pulled my gun. I would have thought about the size and strength difference and how easily I could have immobilized her without harming her if I hand't drawn my gun. But that's only an excuse, what I wish I would have done. The only thing I can think to say is Izzy, I'm terribly sorry and I beg your forgiveness. However of you wish me dead then your men needn't even do so", he said in a flat tone, however despite how hard one tried to find different he was either telling the truth or one of the best liars alive.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:43 am
Not entirely sure what the man was going on about, Izzy did manage to catch that whatever it was that happened that made her get stitches, he was the one who caused it. She pouted as she looked at Daren. She was a little angry that he shot her for, as far as she knew, no reason but he seemed to be really sorry for doing it. Still, she didnt know if she wanted to forgive him, it had really hurt.
Clasping Kyrin's hand tightly, Izzy simply stated, not taking her eyes off the giant man, "He's scary but I dont want anyone to die, Ky."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:18 pm
Draven made a pouty frown, “where’s the love?” he said faking a sad face, “but if you grumpy butt’s wanna play mean, so be it”, taking a few steps back until he felt the solidity of a wall behind him, Draven reached down into his boots grabbing the pistols and turning the safeties off. He drew them both out in one quick motion, pointing the left one at the closest guard, the other at the one he had given a nickname to.
A wicked smile spread across his lips, “now then, I suggest you turn up the love, or so help me god, you will all be dead before you can reach for your guns”
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:25 pm
The guards looked Draven over and didn't say a thing, they did however move their hands to their guns. If he so much as tried to shoot them, he wouldn't live through the day; Kyrin wouldn't have it. They figured he was just butt hurt because his friend got to leave the room and he didn't.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 8:32 pm
Draven swore under his breath, they obviously knew that he wasn’t going to shoot, or worse, they knew that neither one of his guns had more than one bullet in them. Thinking quickly Draven made a move to the right, and then quickly moved left, he charged for the wall planted his foot lightly and pushed off with all his might. Soaring through the air, Draven threw his guns instead of shooting them, each one aimed at the same target as before. Hoping that the guards would pay attention to the guns instead of him, he hit the ground with a roll and reached out for the pants of the guard he nicknamed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:10 pm
Two of the guards fell for Draven's trick; they would surely pay for that mistake later, especially when Han heard about it. The guard that Draven went after, however, side stepped. "You picked the wrong man to mess with." He said, darkly. He was losing patience with Draven and hoped that Kyrin would come and talk to him soon.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 12:03 am
Lily gets back from an errand new clothes on mainly a black jacket, white tank top, dark blue pants and black shoes. But, upon reaching the doors to the mansion she finds them locked and seeing the doorbell debates on whether or not she is going to ring it or just camp out on the roof. Liking the roof idea she scales up the viney ladder and admires the stars.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 3:33 pm
Noise downstairs woke James from a rather nice dream he had been having. He grimaced a little and sat up, knowing that there wasn't much chance of him getting more than the five hours of sleep he had been privileged [sp?] to. He wandered around the room, wondering how difficult it woud be to have someone send him some of his belongings, and made the necessary phone calls to have such done without any of his companions from home knowing. As he hung up said phone, he silently thanked whatever higher power there was up there for Ian demanding they hire that maid. He pulled his coat and overshirt from the closet and pulled them on, making his way downstairs, having every intention of leaving for a bit to pick up his things. He was blissfully unaware of the supposed "gunfight" that was going on in the mansion. As he reached the bottom of the staircase, however, he was forcibly made aware of it, and turned to the closed door, curiousity lighting his blue eyes.
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