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 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 12:51 am
{{Night Legs}}
-watching her leave, he notes some movement out the corner of his eye. Turning quickly, he sees one of the Russians, who nods at him and heads down to the hostel. He'd almost forgotten about them, but they obviously did nothing of the sort. They've been watching them this whole time so it would seem. Glad as hell to have them on their side, he turns back to the pub and walks in. He sits two stools down from Icy, not ready to be within arms reach of her just yet. Watching her demeanor, he knows she knew he was there and seen him before he came in. Ordering himself a lager, he turns slightly in her direction-
You knew I wasn't about to let you sit in here and drink alone, right?
-she sips her beer, still facing forward. His lager arrives and he takes a large drink, savoring the flavor-
How long are we going to do this? You gonna ignore me all the way back home? What then?
{{ rofl Who's watching who now?}}
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 12:57 am
{{Hey... all the times you watched me, I think I'm entitled to some watching of my own. Although a lot of your watching was in my bedroom gonk }}
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:10 am
*she takes another drink of her beer, never looking up from her glass*
What then you ask? Then, I'll have the pleasure of having both your heads. Now, are you going to do the gentlemanly thing, you know, b/c you're such a gentleman, stare and be the first, or will your precious Legs be your saviour? twisted *laughs a bit maniacally* You know, I don't know which I'd enjoy more, you or her! evil
*she stands abruptly, kicking the stool from behind her into a middle-aged male and tossing the stool that was between her and Flame. Ignoring the shouts and curses from the man, she gets dead in Flames face, literally nose to nose*
Let me make this perfectly clear. You and your new toy mean nothing to me. Right now she's just a shiny piece of s**t that fascinates you and once you've dulled her down, you'll move on to something else just as shiny, if not shinier. So all-
*Flame grabs her up by the arm when she starts talking about dame. Sneering, she pushes him hard in the chest, grabbing him by the collar to keep him from tumbling backwards and taking her with him and pulling him back face to face*
Oh what? No more "let's be friends" bullshit? Did I strike a nerve talking about dame?-narrows her eyes into slits, growling- evil
{{Yes, but you have such awesome scenes in the bedroom. rofl }}
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:18 am
-enraged, he glares hard and cold at Icy, tightening his grip on her arm-
I don't give a damn how pissed off you are with me and dame, but I will not tolerate you talking to the one who took care of you all these years! evil Do not forget who's the student here. You may be my protege, but you still have a lot to learn. As far as dame is concerned-
-Icy snatches away from him when he tries to explain dames side. She tosses a few bills on the counter, leering at the middle-aged man who was still grumbling at the time but shut up when she turned her rage on him and walked out the tavern. Paying for his drink, he runs out after her, catching up to her and turning her around by the arm-
HEY! scream Dammit, I'm trying to talk some ******** sense into you, but you're just as mule-headed as you wanna be! stressed Why can't you see that the ultimate choice was you and the other ladies? Why is that so hard to believe? mad
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:27 am
Why the hell are you so hard up for this? When the ******** did you become her spokesperson? Why do you care what I think about her? You can't possibly need me to get her legs to open up, do you?
*shakes his hand off and steps back from him, pinching the bridge of her nose*
You say her overall choice, after the deed was done, was MW. And yet, the only reason she came clean was b/c you were in trouble and L sent her in after you. So really, all this is b/c of you. Not me, not the ladies, not MW. You. So what do you want from me?
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:31 am
Icy Reign You can't possibly need me to get her legs to open up, do you?
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 1:34 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 2:02 am
What I want from you is to shut ya damn mouth and open your ears! stressed Yes, we lied to you. Yes, there are things that I should have told you from the very start, but for explicit reasons by your brother, I kept my mouth shut. What all started out as lies, deceit and misleading didn't end as such. I believe strongly that your brother indeed wants to be the one to tell you everything you want to know, but I've already made the decision to have that conversation with you myself when we make it back.-holds his hands up to stop any interjections- Though the decision was made under these conditions, it is still something that needs and will be done. Everything I've done for you was never meant to hurt you Icy. I honestly thought I was doing right by you and your brother by keeping things quiet until he was ready to come forward. Dame's the same way. What started as a recon job turned into much more for her and it was unexpected. She came in with the intent on gaining information, but what she ended up gaining was friendship and sisterh-
-just then Icy smacked him dead in the mouth, causing him to bite his tongue and curse harshly-
How. Dare. You. You know nothing of sisterhood and friendship. That b***h came into our lives with nothing but lies and deceit in everything that was about her. Every time she opened her mouth, the lies were there, wriggling like worms. And you have the utter gall to sit here and defend her like all she did was tell a well kept secret? evil What she gained was trust and loyalty from four unexpecting patsies. Four very dangerous unexpecting patsies. So you might want to listen and listen good. There is no forgiveness. There is no let's think about it. There is only a score to settle. My house was violated, along with my hospitality. You know how I despise my house and hospitality being disrespected. So when we make it home, it's a DD. Done. Deal. You can either step aside, or join her in her fate. I could care less either way. This conversation is over. Anything else, our weapons can do the talking. Crystal? mad
-Icy backs away and turns on her heel, hand on the small of her back. Still spitting out blood, he works his jaw, wanting so badly to follow and kick her a**, but knows it would only make things worse. Heading in the opposite direction, he decides to walk it off. Above him, a voice calls to him. One of the Russians-
Face okay friend?
Pft, I've had worse. Believe me. Though I could do without the swelling that'll come in the morning. stare
Is this all time?
-laughs humorlessly-
Yea, you should catch our weekly act. It's a ******** hoot. rolleyes Look, I'm going to walk some of this steam off. I'll be back to the hostel later. Make sure Icy doesn't go anywhere near dames room tonight, huh?
-making fists, he walks off, muttering to himself-
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:41 am
ThisEmptySoul Icy Reign You can't possibly need me to get her legs to open up, do you?
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:40 am
dame takes her time getting back to the hostel. She tries to think what her plan of action will be once she returns to the MW and how she should handle not on Psy and Kat and Leko/Ayami but also Karrie. However, as soon as she starts thinking of Karrie, thoughts of Flame come and obscure her thinking. stressed This distresses her to no end, she hasn't had problems thinking like this with someone butting in since... eek "Ohmyga..." she stops dead in her tracks, terror and utter shock filling her face, she whispers quietly, "Since Dec." Her brows knit and furrow and she quickens her pace. She doesn't even want to THINK about what that means.
On the rest of the way back she tries to focus her thoughts on the Icy situation, wracking her brain to figure out what to do. She loves Icy, she does. And she cares for her. But dame is at a loss as to what to do to rectify the situation. Icy's gotta be hurting, I mean, with the secrets that were already kept from her, and then L revealing dame is a mole...dame doesn't blame her for hating her. She supposes it would be much easier to hate dame, whom she hasn't know long, instead of hating Flame for the rest of her life. I mean...didn't he basically take care of her? dame stares off to the side a moment stare , she definitely understood that loyalty.
The girl thinks of L quickly, wondering how pissed she is at her and what her retaliation will be. She wonders how long it will be until she sees her again. L is her sister, and no matter how much of a b***h L is and conniving and horrible, she is still dame's sister and that is worth something...right?
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:56 am
{{game called on account of sinuses/allergies kicking my butt. crying crying crying Head so tight from pressure it's literally bringing tears to my eyes. Gonna dope up and lay down.}}
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:56 am
L smiles again, corners of her lips curling up into a wicked grin twisted as she replays the sound bytes from the hospital rooms. Flame’s outburst about ‘Why’ playing over and over again in his rich, deep voice. She laughs gleefully and plays it again. On the tape it was HEARD not Why. Why? What the hell woman? Why what? Why do you attract me the way you do? Why is it that I think of you more than I care to at times? Why do I go out of my way just to piss you off so I can see your emerald green eyes flash when you're angry? Why when you walk it's like I'm being hypnotized by the sway of your hips? Why the hell ask why? The sound of the door opening and people walking in is heard. Why is it that I forget everything else around me when I'm around you? On the tape it was HEARD not You are nowhere near the job aspect of my life. He pauses as dame’s breath hitches. I've been chasing you since before I knew you were an MW Lady. You know that. The slight sound of a kiss can be heard. Now, are you done being a smart–
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:58 am
Icy Reign {{game called on account of sinuses/allergies kicking my butt. crying crying crying Head so tight from pressure it's literally bringing tears to my eyes. Gonna dope up and lay down.}}
-snuggles and tucks in- Feel better, my lovey.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 10:07 am
Once dame enters the hostel, she goes up to her room and grabs her bag, heading into the showers. She goes into one and locks the door, stripping of her clothes and throwing them in her bag. She then gathers her shower stuff and turns on the water, wishing to Betsy she had some music. Instead, she settles on actually figuring some things out. However, her mind drifts to Flame, and her eyes roll back slightly in her head, eyelids fluttering. Inhaling sharply, she groans and turns the shower to cold. stressed sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 10:20 am
{{ evil evil evil So help me, I'll chop that b***h up into pieces and ship her all over the world if she tries to use dame against me! evil evil evil }}
-having walked for quite some time, he realizes he'd entered the same woods, just in a different area. Aware of it being late at night and being in a wooded area, he still finds a tree to lean back against, trying to let his anger, pride and feelings altogether settle. He couldn't help but want to defend dame, but that didn't make it his place to say what was said. Only Icy and dame can work through their differences, he just knows how Icy likes to work through her differences. stare
Hating it, he knows it's inevitable and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. Icy wouldn't kill the poor girl, though she stated it, but that was her pride talking. He grunts, rubbing his mouth and touching his tongue with his teeth, wincing at the stinging pain. Spitting, he looked around the area, feeling a presence and sure it was the Russian from earlier. Ready to sleep the disaterous night off, he pushes himself off the tree and starts making his slow trek back to the hostel-
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