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 Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 1:27 pm
It was a beautiful day outside, and after keeping herself locked in her room for the past month or so, Koorie finally let herself out. She'd seemed far more distant lately, and slowly she walked through the halls, the small clicking of her stiletto heels echoing through the empty halls. It was a prison here, a prison from unsuspecting people who were just living their life in this desolate and cold world. On her back was her electric guitar in it's case, and she rolled with her a small amplifier.
The double doors to the exercise area flew open and slammed against the walls outside when Koorie kicked them open. Her curling hair drifted back as a small breeze caressed her, and she took a deep breath of the air. She'd chosen the correct apparel; a tank top and a pair of shorts, allowing the webbed laces of her stiletto heels to be seen to the buckle where they held fast on her ankles. Ignoring the guards, she took a glance around, then moved herself towards the far corner near the building where she wouldn't be disturbed.
Easily and well used to the procedure, she unhooked and unwound the electrical cord from the amplifier, kneeling down by the building to flip up the protection cover of the electrical outlets and plugging in the amplifier. She heard the small noises of the amplifier behind her as it turned on and smirked, standing up and getting her guitar out and plugged in. She warmed up with some scale exercises, then pulled some pages from the guitar case and placed them on top of the amplifier, putting some small rocks on them to hold them down. Reading the music, her fingers strummed quickly and easily over the instrument, and her music spilled from the amplifier.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 2:10 pm
"This is stupid. Why do we keep getting the crap jobs?"
"I don--"
"I mean, it's boring as all hell out here. Maybe if there was something else to do...but seriously!"
"Frank..."
"Hey, wait a minute now..." The guard leaned back, ears catching the sounds of the guitar riffs drifting over the yard. With a lewd chuckle, he shot his fellow guard a sleazy grin. "Looks like things just got more interesting afterall. Take over for a bit. I'll be back in no time," he winked, leaving the post and strolling confidently across the yard towards Koorie.
With a sigh, the other guard, a young fellow named Bryan who possessed more brains than his 'friend' could ever hope to have, simply shook his head sadly. He'd seen enough of that one on previous shifts to see what she could do with a punching bag. If Frank had a death wish, who was he to try and stop him? In fact...Bryan turned his attention towards the forest, back to the inevitable chaos to follow.
Slipping up behind Koorie, Frank leaned back against the wall with arms crossed over his chest. Wide grin on his face, he let his eyes drift over her form before speaking. "If I recall, we had some unfinished business, didn't we?"
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Spliced - Cronus Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 2:41 pm
Koorie froze mid note, and her guitar held the note until it faded. That voice, what a familiar, and irritating voice. Smirking , she mentally reminded herself of her first visit and of that certain scum bag pervert who was right behind her. Oh, she was going to enjoy this. Turning around with a neutral expression on her face, she raised an eyebrow to Frank, pretending that she didn't recognize him. "Who are you...?"
She could feel her body tensing up just at the site of him, oh he was going to hurt once she was done with him, she'd make sure of that. He'd probably have some perminant damage as well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 3:24 pm
Frowning in mock sadness, Frank was quick to wrap his arms around Koorie's waist from behind. "Aww...you don't remember me? And after we had such fond times together...I'm so disappointed." The frown was quickly replaced by a devious smirk, the guard's imagination already running wild. "I suppose I'll have to make sure this time is more memorable, eh, baby?"
Squeezing her waist a bit, he continued. "We could go somewhere more private, you know. Then again, maybe you're into the whole exhibition thing...what do you say, sweetheart?"
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Spliced - Cronus Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 3:31 pm
Koorie gritted her teeth as he wrapped his arms around her and held her. "Oh yes, let us go someplace more private...." 'Lead him on, Koorie, wait a bit before you throttle him. It'll be all that more satisfying when you disembowel him and his screams don't attract anyone's attention.'
Smoothly, she plucked his arms from her waist. "Just let me put my guitar back into it's case...."
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 3:47 pm
"Alright, baby. Whatever you say," Frank muttered, leaning back with a smirk. Wow...she was even easier when she wasn't drugged! Who knew? Obviously thinking with the wrong part of his anatomy, he never suspected that there was anything more to what she implied than what she said. He wasn't a bad looking guy...she was a hot chick...that's all he needed to know.
Now, the only question was where to take her...hmm...
Chuckling once more, he leaned in towards her ear, whispering, "So, baby...your place or mine?"
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Spliced - Cronus Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 4:08 pm
Koorie closed her eyes and counted very slowly to five before she turned and smiled to him. "I was thinking the far corner of the yard, over where the bushes are dense. No one would bother us because it would be such a pain to get through them...."
Oh how she wanted so badly so slam her fist into the smirking face of his, but she with held her urges at the moment. Now was not the time, soon though, she'd make him sing high soprano for the rest of his life.
Smiling to him, she looked him up and down, making sure to look interested. "I know I'm going to have a fun time with this....."
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 5:23 pm
*crackle*
"Hey, where's Bryan?"
"On duty."
"Where?"
"Exercise yard..."
"Thanks for the help," Hayden rolled his eyes, clicking the walkie talkie off before any sarcastic remarks could be made in reply. He wasn't really in the mood right now. He had enough things on his mind.
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"Ooo...exhibitionist afterall, are we? Well, I have no objections." Frank shrugged, still wearing that lecherous grin. Offering her an arm in a rather shallow attempt at chivalry, he didn't resist commenting automatically, " I know I'm going to too."
Eyes torn between Koorie's form and their new destination, Frank seemed eager to lead her off as soon as possible.
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It was a muttering guard who pushed the door to the exercise yard open, eyes scanning for his target. "Like I have time to be hunting down..." Hayden trailed off, his eyes centering on a new target....or targets...and forgetting his previous 'mission.'
"This is trouble," he muttered, taking in the sight of Frank making yet another pass at one of the young ladies...and this was no ordinary lady. Great...the fool had a death wish afterall, did he? Apparently. Hayden would have thought he'd have learned his lesson last time, but perhaps a month was long enough for his short term memory to fail.
With a frown, he watched the two heading for a different, more remote corner of the yard. This was trouble in the making for sure. Either way, someone was about to get hurt...and he had some idea of who. With a slight dark smirk creeping over his face, he followed at a distance, to keep an eye on things...yeah, that was it...
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 5:41 pm
Koorie took the arm, making sure to keep her touch gentle. So much she wanted to dig her nails into his flesh. She could just now see it, the little b*****d yelling out in pain, the surprised look on his face as she punctured his skin with her nails, twisting his arm behind him and out of the socket. She'd then slam her stilettos into his back at the base of his spine. Quickly, she pulled herself from her thoughts before she gave herself away by laughing evilly. Upon hearing him agreeing that he'd enjoy himself as well, she couldn't help but smirk. 'Oh, I'm not too sure about that....' She thought to herself.
"Here, let me go first, since this was my idea...." She offered once they got to the thicker brush. This was going oh so smoothly, and she was so close to her goal she could almost taste it, metaphorically speaking.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:04 pm
Frank shrugged nonchalantly, releasing her arm. She had such soft skin...
"Alright, whatever you want." He didn't mention the bonus fact that this gave him another nice view of her backside. Those shorts were a nice touch too. The tanktop wasn't half bad either. He caught just enough of a view of the slope of her shoulders...
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Hayden leaned against a nearby tree, resting in the shadows and trying to look like any other guard enjoying a break out in the sunlight and fresh air. His eyes, however, were on the pair slipping between the brush in the corner. Frowning, he realized his view would be obstructed a bit more than he'd liked, but hesitated to interrupt. He knew he really should...
Then again, when's the last time he did what he should around this place?
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:13 pm
Koorie led him through the branches, not caring as she was scratched and prodded by the sharp edges. All that mattered was that small hidden area between the bushes. She smiled as she fell through to the other side, breathing a bit heavily as she leaned against the chain linked fence. Sweat was already trickling down her from the humidity of the air, and she began to pick out leave, twigs and other goodies from herself.
She smiled a bit, trying to keep it as sweet as possible, as Frank came through the branches as well; thinking of herself as a Venus Fly Trap.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 6:37 pm
Frank raised an eyebrow, belatedly about to raise an objection before realizing the fence wasn't on right now. "You know, baby, you're a lucky one. That fence could have knocked you on your pretty little a** if they'd had the juice on." He couldn't hold back the lecherous grin as he pondered the things he could have done...wouldn't have changed his plans much afterall.
Shrugging nonchalantly, he didn't linger on the issue long. He had other things in mind...like undressing her with his mind...though he'd been doing that for a while. He paused though, only now paying enough attention to notice the odd scar on her shoulder.
"Hey...what's that?" He leaned closer, distracted momentarily from his initial goal.
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Hayden listened as best he could from his vantage point. As much as he was having trouble hearing, only catching a word here and there, he had a feeling it wouldn't be long before he'd have no trouble hearing what was going on in the foliage.
Too bad he couldn't see from here.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:06 pm
Koorie had figured the fence was electric, since the bushes weren't touching them at all and their ends looked a bit charred. She had taken a chance anyways, since she hadn't heard or felt any electricity in the air, which would have been evident in the humidity. She raised an eyebrow when Frank brought up her scar and simply shrugged. "It's a bullet wound from when I was back stabbed by someone close to me...." This guy didn't need to know the details, and now that she thought about it, why had she so willingly and readily given them to Hayden?
Smirking, she pushed off the fence, stretching a bit. "You ready to get this little exercise going?" Keep him relaxed and keep him stupid, that was the plan, and he was still falling oh so perfectly into her trap.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:16 pm
"Bullet wound? Stabbed?" Frank blinked a bit, not exactly absorbing all this, but her slow, seductive movements quickly pulled his 'mind' back to other matters. "Err...yeah, sure. Of course." He grinned eagerly, moving in for the 'kill'...
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Hayden thought belatedly...maybe he should have grabbed an emergency first aid kit. Probably.
Ah well, too late now.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 7:27 pm
Koorie smirked, and this was when her movements changed from slow and seductive to swift and cut-throat. She moved into him fast, slamming her fist into his stomach. "You bottom feeder, perverted, one track mind of a b*****d child. You honestly think that I would have EVER forgotten what you tried to do to me?!" She growled to him, slamming her stiletto heel into the base of his foot right were the joint connecting to the leg was.
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