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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:17 pm
Ike laughed and crouched beside Len, patting her head.
"You poor dear."
Upon reaching her room, Rabid shoved Julian through the doorway, entered herself, and then locked and bolted the door.
"Weeeeell~?" she cooed, standing with her hands on her hips ina very un-Rabid-like fashion. Apparently the vampiric bit of Rabid was...hormonally-run.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:23 pm
Giggling slightly at the pat, Len curled into a ball again, nestling into the jacket.
"I think I'm gonna go back t'sleep," she said, nodding clumsily. "I'm really...hey, Mum, when'd you get here?"
Crow, trying valiantly not to laugh, hoisted Len up with effort and laid her back in bed.
"Go to sleep, hon."
Stumbling into the room, Julian looked on as Rabid effectively locked them both inside, wholly unsure what was going on.
"Well? Um. Well...oh. Oh! Well!" he said intelligently. "It was a really great performance, you...are probably not waiting for me to talk about that. Um. You looked...hell, you looked beautiful."
And lacking in wardrobe, he added silently, though not without a certain enjoyment.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:25 pm
"Oh, thank you," Rabid giggled and put her hands on Julian's shoulders, hoisting herself up and wrapping her legs 'round his waist.
"How kind."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:27 pm
"No," Julian said, staggering only briefly under the unexpected weight. "I assure you, wholeheartedly, thank you. I've gotten new appreciation for theater."
Inwardly cringing at his attempts at humor, he looked around needlessly.
"Looks like we're all alone," he noted.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:31 pm
Rabid gave an appreciative laugh and nodded.
"Yep. Seems that way."
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 1:35 pm
Julian nodded, looking around and nodding. He realized he was acting like an idiot.
"Yep. I'm pointing out the obvious.This could go on, I'm notoriously longwinded," he said. "There's all kinds of things I could be pointing out. Horrible affliction, really."
He nodded again.
"Yeah, I should just shut up."
So he did, effectively, kissing Rabid and hoping she wouldn't already be irritated with him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 12:57 pm
~ Part Fifteen ~
Lieutenant Gant had, after the assault by the mysterious cloaked figure, had requested a change in post from his superior. Luckily, said superior had been drunk off his a** and attempting to buy a whore, so the Lieutenant recieved a very terse affirmative.
He regretted this decision upon reaching his assigned spot.
There stood the cloaked figured, leaning nonchalantly against the wall and staring aimlessly out toward nothing. Well, god damn it.
"WHO ARE YOU?!" he yelled, trying to get the figure's attention. It didn't move.
"I WILL ONLY ASK ONE MORE TIME. WHO ARE Y--"
The officer was suddenly tackled and laid flat out on the ground, pinned by the warm body of his attacker. He inhaled a bit of hair or fur and choked.
And then he did something he never should have done.
Lieutenant Gant pulled a pistol from his belt, put it to the other man's chest, and pulled the trigger. The shot rang out between the empty alleyways and the bullet could easily be seen exiting out the figure's back.
The cloaked being gave a startled twitch, and a bit of blood ran from beneath the shadow of its wide-brimmed hat.
And then came the crackling.
This was the last sound Gant ever heard as he pulled another shot and a shimmering blade of light ran across his throat. His blood was everywhere, and then the man was dead.
Ike stood from the body, staring down at it and panting. He nervously fingered the healing wounds in his chest. It didn't appear that anything vital had been perforated. He started off, heading for the same alleyway the drug dealer had been in the few days before.
Good job, boy.
"Thanks."
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:23 pm
~ Part Sixteen ~
Ike had to dial Len's number four times before he got it right, his hands trembling violently and missing number by miles. As he listened to it ring, he prayed she would pick up. It was very late, after all. She may be sleeping.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:26 pm
Lenore wasn't asleep, though the rest of the family certainly was. She'd slept enough over the last couple days and had had her fill. She'd been reading on the floor by weak moonlight when the phone rang and scared her. She scrambled for it, leaping over Cole and answering quickly.
"Hello?" she said, voice hushed as she went out into the hall.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:28 pm
"Len, it's me," Ike whispered, afraid he may wake his family, "I killed a man."
Well, that pretty much got the point across.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:29 pm
"You..."
Len leaned against the wall for some suddenly needed support.
"Do you need me to help get rid of him?" she asked a beat later, urgently. "Where are you? Are you alright?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:31 pm
"I'm home," Ike replied, very near tears, "No, he was...Vavvian. I just...it's...god, there's blood everywhere." He didn't bother to wonder what Mum would think when she saw her phone smeared with emerald blood.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:33 pm
Len ran over every curse she knew in her mind. This was scary. Her Ike, her Bah, was confessing murder to her.
"Okay, it's okay," she said hurriedly. "You need to get clean, Ike, if there's still blood on you. The body won't be found 'round here, that's good. I...ah, gods. Um...okay. Okay. D'you need me to come over? I can help."
Though she had no idea how.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:35 pm
"Len, I need you," Ike said, sobbing suddenly and hanging up the phone. He pressed a trembling hand to his mouth. God, what had he done?!
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 4:38 pm
Clicking off the phone, Lenore ignored her shaking hands. Death wasn't a big deal. She was completely okay with it. No ******** adev'zsa s**t ishta caalsta blazeh ******** ******** ********>!" she hissed under her breath, breaking into a run for Ike's room. Okay. Maybe not quite as alright with it as she would've liked to be. She skidded to a halt in front of the door, tugging her nightgown down and knocking gently on the door.
"Bah, it's Len," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
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