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 Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 1:16 pm
Tatriana heeved slightly as she sat in the corner of the elevator, she had been chased here by a big, fat... thing. She let her head drop back against the wall and sighed. First the insane fog and rabid dogs outside, and now big fat pieces of fat chased her around a building.
Not. Fun. At. All.
Suddenly the elevator started moving down, causing Tatriana to jump up and examine the buttons, the first floor button had been pushed... but how? Before she could come to a logical explanation as to what had happened, a high pitched 'ding' sounded above her, and the doors automatically opened.
Tatriana paused, holding her breath as she inched towards the open door. She didn't hear anything out in the hall, but she also didn't hear the big fat thing until it bolted in her direction.
The door started to close in front of her, and her hand automatically shot out to keep it open. Finally peaking out, she saw nothing of much importance, nothing really at all except for a big brown door to her left. Quickly darting out into the hall, she placed her hand on the knob of the brown door, turning it slowly before peaking inside. Dark and empty. Sighing in relief, she walked inside the room and shut the door behind her with a silent click. Shoving her hands in the pocket of her hoody, she looked around with curiousity, she had landed herself in a bar. Definitely more interesting than the dance studio.
Walking across the floor, she walked past the tables and chairs, kicking an empty bottle of some kind in the direction she was heading. It shattered against the bar with a loud crash, one she didn't really mind as it was so silent on this floor. She walked behind the bar and smirked. A shotgun, rifle, and a bat lay underneath the bar, picking up the bat her smirk grew, she was always better at bashing things bloody than to aim a gun.
Grabbing a random bottle of vodka off the counter, she took it and the bat to the small corner behind the bar. Drinking happily, Tatriana was glad for her high alcohol tolerance, there was no need to be drunk in this place... where ever it was.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 7:17 pm
(( What have I told you about chasing people around Rogue? D: ))
Atheial's chest heaved from where he lay; crouched behind a cashiers till. He'd been running for what felt like 20 minutes straight, away from the creatures that snapping, swinging and spitting at him from the streets.
The Mall. Malls were places where people always gathered when 'creatures attacked', be it zombies, mutants or whatever, and those that stayed in the Malls survived... usually. That's how things were supposed to work, the movies said so. The hero and heroin of the tale would have to perform some sort of sacrifice, perhaps send one of the weakest out into the swarm, and end up escaping to some exotic location, fall in love and have sex. He'd skip that last option, obviously (unless it was another attractive 'hero' he'd be escaping with). That's how things were supposed to work; he'd seen those kinds movies, Shaille made him watch them.
Click. Click.
He'd been listening to that noise for a few minutes now, one of those monsters had followed him inside, landed a swift blow to the back of his head, and chased him into the hardware store where he was hiding.
"Damn piece of s**t" He muttered, his hand lightly touching the small welt on the back of his head.
At least the thing was stupid, it had been walking into the damn till for nearly 3 minutes, trying to get to the side where he ********. ********! ******** clicking continued as the fleshy body hit the wooden desk. Atheial rolled out from where he lay, keeping himself as low to the ground as possible. His breath caught in his throat as he silently crept to the nearest aisle. 'Dumb piece of s**t' he thought as the monster was still clicking noisily as it tried to make it over the cashier's desk.
The aisle was full of useless items, all either too heavy to carry around for long distances, or either to small or light, things that would cause minimal damage at most. His bright amber eyes glanced back at the counter, still safe. He moved to the next aisle and reached for one of the smaller crowbars that were hanging on the wall.
"Twenty-nine ninety-five eh?" He smirked as his long fingers closed around the tool. "How about free? Or maybe even a two-for-one
deal?"
He reached for another to keep as a spare but this one slipped from the hook and clattered to the floor loudly.
The black-haired boy froze instantly on the spot as the clicking stopped.
"s**t s**t s**t!" he shouted as he ran away from that aisle, away from the till, away from... it. He wasn't sure where he was going, he knew nothing about this town, all he knew was if he came to a dead end he'd be the dead one.
Left. Right. Straight. Straight. Another left and through the door at the end of the hallway.
"Safe." He muttered as he slumped against the Bar door. "What I wouldn't give for a good lay right now."
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 10:52 am
((He took my chocolate bar! Lemme alone. ;_; ))
Tatriana groaned as she heard footsteps heading in her direction, fast. Quickly assuming it was a monster, as soon as the door opened, she launched what was in her right hand. It was supposed to be the bat, but instead without thinking, the bottle of vodka started spinning in the air towards the monster, but then the monster spoke.
"Oh s**t!" Tatriana quickly shot up behind the counter and turned to the door. "I threw the vodka," She whined slightly before watching the bottle. Now hopefully the figure would catch it, but if not... then she'd feel bad.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 11:53 am
(( Tatriana's a guy now?
"big fat pieces of fat chased her around a building. " xd XDDD ))
The vodka bottle smashed against the door, where the demons head had been moments before and sent a shower of glass and alcohol down to slumped figure.
"WHAT THE ********?!"
The bright eyes scanned the room, settling upon the figure. What the hell? In the dark he couldn't tell whether or not it was human or just an intelligent monster trying to lure him to his death. His hand gripped the crowbar tightly as he raised it to point at the shadowy figure behind the bar.
He didn't move from the doorway, not even to shake the glass out from his hair. If there were monsters here he wasn't about to leave his back open for an attack. The welt on the back of his head served as a reminder, carelessness equalled pain and pain wasn't something he was particularily fond of, unless it had been inflicted upon someone else.
"What the ******** are you? Human? Demon? ... A soon to be deceased monster?"
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 12:21 pm
(( Well, she's got a pen15, so.... yeeess? xd ))
Tatriana pulled herself up onto the bar, her legs dangling in front. Gripping the bat in her right hand, she tilted her head slightly. "What the ******** am I? Well... human would be the closest classification." She spoke with a grin.
Pausing in her speech, she dropped her free hand to pick up a random bottle. "You can drop that... stick? Whatever you're holding, there aren't any monsters here, just lots of..." She looked at the bottle in her hand, "rum and vodka."
She was taking a huge risk in assuming that the cursing shadow was a human, but so far most of the monsters just wailed and spit at her. "You alright? Sorry for whiping that at you, just haven't had much luck with all the friendly figures around here."
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 12:56 pm
(( I wish that I had a pen 15 XD ))
"Why should I drop my weapon chickey? Unlike you I'm not stupid enough to leave myself defenceless when trapped in a place with someone I know nothing about. How do you know I'm not a blood thirsty murderer, or a cruel rapist... or something."
He smirked as he moved towards the bar, shaking the glass from his hair with his left ******** HELL!" he shouted as a few of the larger pieces cut through his fleshy palm, the alcohol entering the newly opened wounds on his hand and head.
"You're already considering me as a 'friend'?" Atheial muttered between clentched teeth, the wounds on his hand weren't deep but the sting of the alcohol made up for that, "Chickey, you've definately got alot to learn about people and trust, especially when you start 'whipping' things at them."
His hand trembled out before him as he attempted to pick the glass from the cuts, letting out a sharp yelp of pain when he touched the wound.
"However, if you want to be a dear and get these shards out I'd be rather grateful... Miss Human."
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 1:12 pm
((Only people at my house can have pen15's. talk2hand ))
"Well, judging from... eh, ********. I don't owe you an explanation for anything." She said with a shrug. "Besides, I'm not defenseless. I've got a few good shotguns and pistols behind me if I need them."
Moving to the floor with a small jump, she walked towards Atheial, a few steps was all that was needed before she stood in front of him. Flinching slightly at the loud yelp of pain, she shook her head and rolled her eyes. Taking his hand gently in hers, she offered him a weak smile "So, what's your name?" She asked before taking a hold of the largest chunk in his palm and gently ripping it out of his skin.
"And don't call me, 'Chicky' or 'Miss Human'. I'm Tatriana, and if you insist on using your made up names for me, I'll be forced to kill you." She jested, thought her face held it's serious tone.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 1:49 pm
(( D: ******** you ))
He tilted his head up to the ceiling as she began to rip the chunks of glass from his palm. Through gritted teeth he muttered out his name,
"My name? It's Atheial" His yellow eyes glanced down with a quick smirk, "If you must know... Miss Human Titriana."
"But you see, now there you're right here, you are pretty defenceless." His free hand quickly shot out and grabbed the hand Tatriana was using to remove the shards in his hand with. "You see? You left yourself open for an easy attack."
Atheial looked down at her wrist, the one he gripped tightly, then down to his bloodied left hand, the one that she held. "We're pretty evenly matched here, wouldn't you say?" He bent down a little to be at the girls eye-level, "But don't underestimate me Chicky, I bet I could easiely overpower you in a heartbeat, perhaps even... take advantage of you."
The smirk on his face never faded as he spoke those words, waiting for her reaction.
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 2:31 pm
((Name the time and place, love. wink ))
Tatriana rolled her eyes again "Like I haven't heard that one before, Atheial." She squeezed his hand slightly and winked, "Nice to meet you."
She took a step back in shock as Atheial grabbed her, frowning slightly "Maybe I did, but maybe I decided that caring to your injuries was more important than bashing you in with a bat."
She got a better grip on his injured hand and pulled him closer, narrowing her violet eyes as they burned into his yellow ones "We are, now I guess it's a battle of who can overpower whom, if it's so easy let's see you try. Come on Atheial, I dare you." For some reason, she thought that this Atheial wouldn't 'take advantage' of her, so calling his bluff might go in her favour, if she was lucky.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 3:08 pm
(( Here and now c**t D: ))
His eyes narrowed as she called his bluff. This girl certainly was interesting, no one else ever told him to 'go ahead', however he really had no interest in taking advantage of any kind of girl.
"Well Titriana," He continued, pressing his body against hers, "You have to be one of the first who's ever actually invited me to rape them, but then I guess it doesn't really make it rape anymore. How... un-fun."
He sighed as he bit the bullet and kissed her. It was his first time ever kissing a woman that wasn't his mother and it disgusted him, but he wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of calling his bluff. He let go of her wrist and was about to caress her body when he paused and pushed her away.
"Ugh, disgusting!"
He spat on the bars floor, unable to get that feeling and taste out of his mouth. "That's seriously ******** gross. Why would you even encourage me to... ICK!"
Had she not been holding his wounded hand as tightly as she was, he would have ran over and downed the nearest bottle of booze. Anything to get that taste from his mouth.
"And brush your teeth! Your breath is horrible. Disgusting!"
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 3:26 pm
((********, but we're about to eat soon! ;_; ))
Tatriana couldn't help but smirk, thinking that she had won as he spoke his first words, but then.
He kissed her!?
She just stood there blinking, an odd look on her face. A little too shocked to do anything. Of course, this was before she felt Atheial's... was that his tongue in her mouth!? She was definitely glad when he let go of her and moved away.
"You definitely said it, oh man. Nobody's ever actually gone through with s**t once I tell them too.... Why the ******** did you do that? You have pride issues." As she spoke, she made a face of dislike. "Never stick your tongue anywhere near me again, or I wont hesitate to shoot you." She said, shuddering slightly. There was nothing wrong with kissing Atheial, except in this situation, she had lost, so she took it as a bad thing.
She looked back towards Atheial's hand where the final shard lay stuck, she took it out with care, no need to make it worse of course, before letting go of his hand and spinning on her heel, heading towards the bar. Leaning over the back, she grabbed a bottle of vodka and quickly took the lid off before chugging it and placing the empty bottle on the counter.
"Oh yeah, as as for breath, yours wasn't any better sunshine. At least I had a mint like an hour ago, what's your excuse for not brushing your teeth!? Even the fat thing that chased me around the higher floors had better breath than you." She spoke in a snarky voice before grabbing a white box from next to where the vodka bottle lay behind the counter.
"You want to bandage your hand up?" She asked as she held the first aid kit out to him. "Those ugly things are going to come back, and it'd be best for yourself if you weren't bleeding all over the place."
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 3:58 pm
(( Aww D: I sad now xd ))
"Suck my d**k" He retorted, snatching the first-aid kit from Tatriana. "Besides, you didn't seem to resist much when I kissed you so you have no right to threaten me. ******** whore."
He slumped down to the floor, opening the small kit to find a small sum of supplies. Some gauze, a small bottle of disinfectent, a sling and two small bottles of what looked to be some sort of red medication. "Ugh, no pain killers." Atheial muttered as he riffled through the case, just in case he has missed them. Upon defeat he reached for the gauze but left the disinfectant where it lay, he'd already poured enough alcohol into those cuts.
After he'd bound the wounds he inspected the two bottles, reading the label aloud, "'Speeds up healing process on almost all injuries, destroys infections' ... yadda yadda. Not that you deserve this... but here."
He tossed one of the bottles to Tatriana while pocketting the other for himself.
"So what the ******** should we do now? It's not exactly safe out there in a close combat fight... but my aim's s**t with a gun. Are there any other back exits, An escape route perhaps?"
(( Also on label: Heals 15 hp xd
Atheial: WTF is HP? D: ))
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 4:02 pm
(( Congratulations! You have both found a health drink
 x2
These items will appear in your inventories when you reach your next stage (because I don't feel like editting it just for you Rogue XD) and I haven't even finished Athieal D:
Anyways, congrads! Use them wisely ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 4:30 pm
((BACK, BACK DAVID-DEMON! xd ))
Tatriana puckered her lips and made a kissy sound in mockery of his words as she rolled her eyes. "Doesn't that go against everything that just happened two minutes ago? And hey, I was still working on your hand. Well, I guess I could've shoved you away so you could've fixed it all yourself. Besides, I don't back down from my words, even if I don't like the consequences."
"Thanks," She spoke honestly as she pocketed the bottle before she paused, "Any other exits?" She didn't really look around when she ran in here, she just looked for a place to hide and calm herself down. Taking a quick look now, she saw that there was a door to a higher level, above the bar and a lower level, just next to the bar.
"Yeah, I'm s**t with a gun too. I'd rather beat things into oblivion, close combat be damned, as long as there aren't any spitting things again... We've got two exits, Atheial. You get to pick." As she spoke, she walked over to the counter and picked up her bat.
"I can't believe this thing doesn't even have a back room.... choose wisely, Atheial." She said in a quiet voice, a grin on her face as she patted the fat part of the bat in her open palm. "Let the adventures begin."
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Shaille Carrion Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 5:04 pm
(( D: ))
Atheial flipped her off as she taunted him. "If you didn't like the consequences you should have pushed me away then."
"Hmm, up or down?" Atheial remarked as he examined the two doors. He hated when decisions fell to him, because he always ended up making the wrong one. "Let see, we could go up. Up to the roof with no possible escape but to jump, or perhaps down. Down to the cellar, a place where things typically lurk. Tough choice."
He paced to each of the doors, tapping them loudly with his only weapon, the crowbar. The loud clang of metal against wood cut through the still air of the building and Atheial listened intently. It was when he heard something creeping around slightly up above that he made his final decision.
"I say we go down, it sounds safer. Besides I've got no problem with 'going down', if you catch my meaning."
(( xd 'Let the adventures begin'? *Shows a main title screen sequence begining to play like in Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail* xd ))
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