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 Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:33 pm
Rose's phone was off. She didn't even feel vibration.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:35 pm
 Once upon a time....
London closed the door to his penthouse to which he sighed greatly, "damn it..." He looked down at his wooden cross and brought the object to his lips and kissed it. He then knelt down on the floor of the hallway and started to pray silently.
Before I go-- and I shall not return-- To the land of darkness and deep shadow. The land of utter gloom as darkness itself, Of deep shadow without order, And which shines as the darkness. As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You, my Lord, are with me; Your rod and your staff, they comfort me...bring me courage to face the impending darkness
London then stood up while carrying his cello case, two spools of Razor wire, his cellphone in his pocket, and his wooden cross around his neck. With a heavy heart the Irish blonde slowly walked down that hallway he wanted to believe that he was going to live...yet he damn well knew that he was more likely going to die than anything...
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:37 pm
sereniy_eyes -B r e a d f i s h e s- A small river of blood trickled down the side of Tiffany's cheek where a small cut had formed.
She breathed softly. After awaking from many blows [knocking her unconsious] she had lost all of the fear and pain that came with this place beyond her blindfold, and ignored her broken leg and rib bones.
Quietly, she felt around with a hand to see where Angel was.
Did they kill him this time, or was he still there?Chieko sat in a drive through lane, quietly planning to kill all the men in the car who needed to stop to order fast food.
Chieko hated New York with a passion, and was trying to get a signal to keep bothering the rival gang leader with cryptic tests,
but it was failing miserably.
"For the last time I don't WANT A MCFLURRY!" She snapped, slapping her driver in the face. Angel was rudly awakened as he was punched in the stomach. He grunted and looks around, but was blindfolded. He spat out some blood, and spoke wearly, "Can you guys cut it out? I'm not going to give you my lunch money." he laughed weakly at their faces before he got punched in the face. It was simmilar to an explotion mixed with a earthquake. But the time Angel was sat upright, he could feel blood going down his jaw...they were using knives now.
He had fallen on her.
Great.
She craned her neck up.
"Stop being such a smart a**."
She needed to clear her throat, and her voice was weak.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:38 pm
Iris limped up off the bed and headed over to her stuff in the kitchen. She found her wallet, keys, and cellphone. She sighed. She had no hope left. She was quitting ehr job and had no future anymore..."This sucks..." she concluded and sat doen in a chair.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:41 pm
-B r e a d f i s h e s- sereniy_eyes -B r e a d f i s h e s- A small river of blood trickled down the side of Tiffany's cheek where a small cut had formed.
She breathed softly. After awaking from many blows [knocking her unconsious] she had lost all of the fear and pain that came with this place beyond her blindfold, and ignored her broken leg and rib bones.
Quietly, she felt around with a hand to see where Angel was.
Did they kill him this time, or was he still there?Chieko sat in a drive through lane, quietly planning to kill all the men in the car who needed to stop to order fast food.
Chieko hated New York with a passion, and was trying to get a signal to keep bothering the rival gang leader with cryptic tests,
but it was failing miserably.
"For the last time I don't WANT A MCFLURRY!" She snapped, slapping her driver in the face. Angel was rudly awakened as he was punched in the stomach. He grunted and looks around, but was blindfolded. He spat out some blood, and spoke wearly, "Can you guys cut it out? I'm not going to give you my lunch money." he laughed weakly at their faces before he got punched in the face. It was simmilar to an explotion mixed with a earthquake. But the time Angel was sat upright, he could feel blood going down his jaw...they were using knives now.
He had fallen on her.
Great.
She craned her neck up.
"Stop being such a smart a**."
She needed to clear her throat, and her voice was weak.Angel laughed and coughed at the same time, "I...was wondering where you were.....hot stuff." he continued to joke. His head felt wobbly, but he kept off of her, "Is...That date still a no?" If he talked about simple things, he could concentrate on something other then pain. And with how things are going, he's going to need all the distraction he can get. He tried to peer through the blind fold, "So...why arn't we dead? We should be dead but no..they're beating us for no reason..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:44 pm
Once upon a time....
London walked down the hallway while trying to hold back the urge to really say ******** it about Claire. Yet he continued to walk down that hallway. He knew that if Iris left his home and begged for him to come back he would! To which he hoped that she would not...Vincent was right he was the only one that could do this....London stood in front of the elevator while waiting for that door to open.
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:45 pm
Qui_Bears3 Once upon a time....
London closed the door to his penthouse to which he sighed greatly, "damn it..." He looked down at his wooden cross and brought the object to his lips and kissed it. He then knelt down on the floor of the hallway and started to pray silently.
Before I go-- and I shall not return-- To the land of darkness and deep shadow. The land of utter gloom as darkness itself, Of deep shadow without order, And which shines as the darkness. As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You, my Lord, are with me; Your rod and your staff, they comfort me...bring me courage to face the impending darkness
London then stood up while carrying his cello case, two spools of Razor wire, his cellphone in his pocket, and his wooden cross around his neck. With a heavy heart the Irish blonde slowly walked down that hallway he wanted to believe that he was going to live...yet he damn well knew that he was more likely going to die than anything...
there lived a witch... ((The song Hands by Jewel was playing for me when I read this. I think it fits the mood adequately.))
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:46 pm
Iris wouldn't stop him....not for her...not for London...she didn't stop him, because it was the only way to save a innocent woman. A woman who had no business being dragged into this ugly business.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:52 pm
((Okay, Beans is conscious, Alfone and the policemen that were there are gone... Is anyone else in the ER with Beans? Or was it ICU?)) Trist surprised herself by taking a right turn. Her gut prodded her north, so north she went. Pretty soon, the top floor of the hospital loomed into view over her handlebars...
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:52 pm
Tiffany frowned.
Good god.
They were blinded in who knows where, and he was asking her out.
"They're trying to pass time, obviously. But they can't really do much more to me since, well.."
Tiffany looked to her legs behind the blindfold. In her mind they appeared to be just as they were the days before, as opposed to the brownish red and mangled affect they took on now.
In the distance she heard a door close, and instinctively she reached for a hand of Angels.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:59 pm
Once upon a time....
((the Song that was playing when I wrote that was a song from Silent Hill Room Angel))
DING~ The door to the elevator opened and the Irish blonde stepped in. He looked back at the hallway and just sighed. "Goodbye...then." He just spoke as the elevator doors closed. After a few minutes London was in the private garage to which he got in his Aston Martin and just drove off.
((where is Jasmine by the way?))
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 3:59 pm
Angel felt her hand touch his. HE felt...sorry for Tiff. She wasn't used to this...She probably wasn't even train for something like this..probably. He laced his hands in hers and said, "Don't worry. I'll think of something..." He straightened up, "Did someone come in or go out? If it's going out can you guys call him and tell him to buy me a pack? I'm craving for some smokes. Beatings will do that....well...beatings and one other thing." he shrugged and spat out some more blood.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 4:02 pm
((Intensive Care Unit, not Emergency Room. They say Alfone was only moved there because of space issues. And yes, Beans is all alone.))
Beans was all alone. And Rose was not picking up. On a whim, Beans tried to dial Claire's phone number.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 4:05 pm
Once upon a time....
London drove for a very long time and was already on the George Washington Bridge. He got caught in some traffic to which he just sat there in his sports car smoking a clove cigarette. His soft green eyes just looked out of his driver side window looking out at the world. His simply sighed while wondering where in the hell Jasmine was...
there lived a witch...
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 4:06 pm
Jasmine pulled herself out of the relaxing bath when she heard Claire's cell phone vibrating again. This time, after she dried off, when Jasmine checked the number, it was good ole' Beans the husband to-be calling.
Jasmine smirked.
She glanced outside of the penthouse of the expensive, beach-front hotel and watched the surf roll in.
Then she answered Claire's phone, grinning at the mirror and speaking seductively.
"Yes, love?"
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