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Post by Crow on Apr 3, 2008 22:02:54 GMT -5
Lying on the ground, Hector could only think of killing them before finally taking a deep breath. "I have to calm down.....Or I might never get out of here....." He looked to the binds he had on his arms and tested them. The right arm felt a little loose. it might be just what he was looking for......He walked over to the side of the door, just outside it's window's view and began working on releasing the arm.
He was soon rewarded with the ripping of fabric as his arm came loose. "Thing must have been old....." His train of thought was inteerrupted as a few guards burst through the door, apparently to take him to his new room. The looks on their faces as they realized he was loose was a memory he would treasure for the rest of his life. He charged the closest one and tackled him, sending him flying out the door to land with a thud. He punched the next one in the face and ran past the rest of them.
He quickly left them behind, but soon he had almost all of the unnecisarry guards after him as he ran looking for a place to wait it out. He waited around a corner and soon a lone guard came by with a tazer. Hector jumped around the corner and before the man could react he had his arm around the man's neck. He squeezed until he heard the loud pop that siginaled that the man's head wasn't exacitally on tight. He used his left arm to tug against his bonds before giving up. They were still too tight.....
As he was thinking this he didn't notice the other guards closing in on him. A greenish dart hit him and he stumbled back. He shouted in denial as his vision became cloudy. The ground quickly came to swallow him up. As they dragged him back they passed by the so called lounge. He was tossed in a cell practically made for violent cases such as him. Only one door, no windows, and nothing but a matress and toilet. He wore nothing but the regular uniform now, as they didn't need to worry about him while he was in that cell. They never even had to touch him.
((There we go.....I was just a bit too tired to deal with this last night.....))
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Post by whiterabbit on Apr 4, 2008 18:35:59 GMT -5
"Romania, you say?" Joslyn asked inquisitively. "Ah, yes. They have very good security in Romanian banks. Much like the Swiss but with less hassle in the border-control department..." She trailed off, thinking dreamily to herself about life in the foreign country, away from here.
The other man's reply startled her somewhat. She jumped, dropping her pen on her notebook, and stared at him, her blue eyes fixed but out of focus. Cassie quickly recovered from the embarrassing moment by retrieving the pen as if it had never fallen and gazing back at her notebook as if she had actually wrote down those numbers. For a moment she said nothing, looking at the paper instead with a rather aloof expression.
"Here?" she repeated, but not in an unsure way. "My mother. Brought me here after the court hearing and psych evaluation." Cassie turned away a little, as if ashamed of her mental status. Her blue eyes returned to his brown ones and she asked, "And you? How'd you get here?"
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 4, 2008 20:24:45 GMT -5
"Psych evaluation? Is that what they called it?" David almost laughed. "Sick, they are. Your own mother, you say?" He offered an expression of sympathy. "It's always hard to lose a loved one."
"I was forced here after a hellish incident within my own home..." his face became pained, his eyes suggesting he was revisiting rather unhappy memories. "My wife," he began again, "They took her, back at the house. They didn't bring her here, but I know she's still out there, somewhere. I was attacked by what they left behind, and my effort to defend myself was their justification for dragging me here. They must save places like these for the ones they consider unruly." He scoffed at the word.
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Post by Jess on Apr 4, 2008 22:08:42 GMT -5
Mitsuki couldn't help but overhear the conversation between the Russian woman and this...David character. She slowly but surely makes her way over to him and looks up, taking in every word he said and digesting it within her thinktank of a brain.
And thats when she spoke up, "They took christmas away..." Her statement is simple as she looks down again, eyes locking with the mans knees as she hugged her teddy closer to her small body. "All the presents...the stockings. Nothing but coal..."
And her eyes flitted to the side before she looked back up to him, "And then the bad men came... and forced Mitsuki to hurt her friends... and now she is her..." She continues to stand near the man called David, unmoving. She didn't know why, but she felt compelled to tell him her story. "I want momma..."
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Post by captainjack on Apr 4, 2008 23:00:03 GMT -5
The doors to the common room flung open and swiftly entered a large, rather muscular man with black dreadlocks masking a small portion of his face. This was Kordell. The two men on both sides, noticeably shorter than Kordell, had a firm, yet relaxed grip on his arms. They told him this was the common area, they explained some other necessary information and said, "Ok, that should just about do it. You can go now." Kordell didn't say a word the entire time. He stood rather boldly and simply slightly acknowledged the men when they spoke. He seemed alert but didn't really care about his surroundings as much as the average person would. Kordell was not average. After the men's last statement, Kordell let out a rather large sigh through his nose. He moved rather slowly and began walking towards an unoccupied table. Glancing at the room's occupants as he walked by, he seemed as though he could care less about anyone else; However, the small girl with blood on her uniform caught his eye longer than anyone else managed to do. As he passed, he seemed to be inspecting her. He seemed to be learning about her, just by looking at her for a matter of seconds. Once at the table he desired, he slowly sat down. The table moaned under pressure from his quite heavy body. He moved into a more relaxed position and sat, not saying a word, not showing much care. His face, cool, calm, and nearly expressionless.
The two men, still closely watching Kordell turned to one of the workers in the room. They mumbled some low words to the worker. One of the men didn't take his eye off Kordell, even while he talked to the worker. He mumbled something and then dismissed the other man. The first man leaned up against the wall and kept an eye on Kordell.
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Post by Roara on Apr 4, 2008 23:15:54 GMT -5
"Well you're an interesting bloke." Evan said, walking on his hands to the monster before him. Being only five and a third, Evan was a pipsqueek to Kordell.
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Post by knightc3 on Apr 5, 2008 2:19:01 GMT -5
Jake was shivering now but it wasn't the cold. In fact he felt quite hot in the thick jacket he was still wearing. He got up from the corner, still not completely convinced these people weren't going to harm him. He looked at the girl who had said something to him which he didn't understand. Her bloody uniform warned him not to underestimate the girl. She was far away from him right now, and he intended to keep it that way.
He was about to speak up when a large man was escorted in the room. He jumped and put his back against the wall, his eyes following the figure to the table before he mustered up enough courage to speak again. "Can... can someone help me out of this thing? Please?", he paused for a few moments as he looked around the room. "I am Jake...", he said almost in a whisper. He was apprehensive about drawing attention to himself but he really wanted to get out of the jacket.
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 5, 2008 9:46:01 GMT -5
David tensed considerably when he noticed the blood-covered girl was now beside him. Looking her over, he saw that she seemed to be only in her early teens. However, he had learned not to underestimate the people he saw here. His eyes suddenly fixed onto a rather large man that had materialized in the room, but they soon returned to Mitsuko.
"Girl," he asked sternly, "Mitsuko, how much time have you spent with them? Are you converted? Please tell me they haven't brainwashed you."
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Post by captainjack on Apr 5, 2008 11:56:42 GMT -5
Kordell's eyes slowly turned toward Evan. Amused by the upside down figure, and his quite not expected speech. Kordell sometimes kept to himself, and he didn't expect anyone to be so talkative so soon, nevertheless, he thought he'd reply.
His deep, strong voice resonated in a thick Jamaican accent as he said, "Da names Kordell. (a slightly long pause) Wat caan I tell ya bout meself? ...Or wat do ya wish to tell me bout yurself?"
Kordell's eyes wandering shortly over to the fellow in a jacket against the wall. Kordell intended to help him soon, if no one else did, first. Narrowly, again, his eyes scanned the room as if to prepare for an imminent attack.
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Post by Jess on Apr 5, 2008 15:39:20 GMT -5
Mitsuko looked up at David and tilted her head to the side, blood-matted hair moving with her. "They did not like Mitsuko and sent her here to be taken care of." She offers him a reassuring smile before she returns to herself, sticking her face back into the comfort of her teddy.
She rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet for a moment as her hand grasps firmly the metalic object stored within the belly of her Bear. A single crystaline tear strode down her cheek as she rocked, waiting for someone to say something..anything at all. Most of all, she wanted momma.
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 5, 2008 22:48:50 GMT -5
"Ah, good for you that you haven't been taken, but they are crafty and relentless. A young'un like you should be careful," David looked down at the teen with concern. "I am curious," he began, "about all the blood. What happened to you, Mitsuko?"
An upward glance revealed the mutated figure from before, seemingly pleading for help. David was overtaken by a surge of pity, but it was useless. There was nothing he could do.
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Post by Jess on Apr 6, 2008 16:44:46 GMT -5
Mitsuko looked to the side for a moment, seeking to avod those puppy-browns as she spoke. Softly and calmly, she began to relate the story to David... "The bad men came and they took Mitsuko aside and gave her a knife..." She pauses to take a short, shuddering breath. "And told her that if she failed to do what they told her to they'd kill her..."
She shifts uncomfortably and pauses for a moment, before she continues to relate the tale. "They told Mitsuko she had to spill the blood or her classmates and teacher... and if she did not they would kill her instead. So Mitsuko did as she was told..." She pauses as her eye's go wide and her bear falls to the floor. "Mitsuko was scared... but she... did as ordered... and before she knew it..." Her eye's rotate in their sockets to look at her right hand, covered with the most blood by far.
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 6, 2008 19:57:37 GMT -5
Again, the door was opened. In strode a blonde man flanked by two nervous-looking interns. A powerful figure, he looked about six feet tall which seemed heightened by his proud bearing. He did not even spare a glance at the writhing worms in the cell with him, focussing his powerful azure gaze on a patch of empty space. He listened intently to the blasting trumpets, accompanied by a choir of angels singing hymns of praise to herald his glorious arrival. Smiling, he raised his arms and turned around slowly in a full circle, basking in the adoration of followers that no other eye could see.
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Post by Roara on Apr 6, 2008 21:35:20 GMT -5
"Jesus christ we are packed in like sardines." Evan said, laying on the ground, relaxing his short arms.
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 6, 2008 22:12:31 GMT -5
The newcomer, Tristan, curled his lip and looked down at Evan with thinly-veiled contempt. "To your mortal eyes, maybe," he spat, his expression haughty in the extreme. "I see... everything..." He sighed passionately, and closed his eyes in ecstasy. "It's beautiful. So beautiful."
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