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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 22:34:20 GMT -5
Wilde was really uncomfortable in the closet. He was sitting on something and it was really hurting his already aching butt. So as quietly as he could he stood up and stretched slightly.
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Post by Jess on Jun 18, 2006 22:38:20 GMT -5
"Aww...shucks...the couple got inta a scrap and seperated..." The big one said, laughing a bit. "Oh we-!" He was cut of quickly, spitting up blood and doubling over, four knives stick out of his back, clearly in the darkness, the unseen assassin nowhere in sight, just a flutter of movement after the man fell over.
"Yo Capital G whatchu just say?" The skinny one asked, finishing his sandwitch and turnign around, spotting his friend lying on the floor with the knifes. "You son of a b*tch!" He says, aiming at drake and pulling the Trigger. Surprisingly, the gun recoils so much that the bullet flies harmlessly toward the closet...and his throat gets slit faster than anyone could realize Ayane had been in the house the entire time...heck she had time to even run out of the house without being noticed too...
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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 22:40:15 GMT -5
Wilde heard the gun shot and gasped. He wouldn't hide anymore.
He got out of the closet and limped to the bedroom door, looking out.
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Post by Jess on Jun 18, 2006 22:52:25 GMT -5
Seeing Tylers head before she left however, Ayane got an idea...
Rounding a corner and sticking to the shadows she snuck up on the poor kid and swiftly put her makeup on his face. Lipstick, lots of it, and thats about it because anything else would require alot more concentration. She then dashed for it, leaving a turbulent breeze in her wake.
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Post by Kait on Jun 18, 2006 22:53:37 GMT -5
*Drake stared in shock at the dead men on the floor, knowing that only one person could've killed them that way... He looked around quickly, finding her nowhere in sight... He growled softly.* "Ayane!"
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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 22:55:16 GMT -5
"drake...?" then he felt something weird on him and wiped a hand across his lips and part of face... "lipstick?... what the hell..."
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Post by Kait on Jun 18, 2006 22:56:53 GMT -5
*Drake turned when he heard Wilde call his name, staring at him for a moment before it dawned on him...* "Lipstick... That b****!" *He ran over to Wilde, looking him over.* "Are you ok? She didn't hurt you did she?"
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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 22:58:02 GMT -5
"I'm fine, but ew..." he shook his head and slowly made his way into the bathroom to wash it all off.
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Post by Kait on Jun 18, 2006 23:02:26 GMT -5
*Drake watched him for a moment before taking his chance and running out of the apartment. He ran to Ayane's door, pounding on it angrily.* "I know it was you! Why are you doing this?!"
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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 23:04:01 GMT -5
Wilde washed the lipstick off of him and walked into the main room, limping a bit.
"Drake...?" he didn't realize that he had been left alone in the apartment.
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Post by Kait on Jun 18, 2006 23:09:58 GMT -5
*Drake stopped after a moment, wearily leaning against the door.* "D*** you..."
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Post by Jess on Jun 18, 2006 23:15:28 GMT -5
"Doing What?" She asked from behind, sliding the blade between her fingers. "Go inside please...we need to talk about something..." She says, rather seriously. Tears gleam in her eye's. "I am dying...and I refuse to die while that bast*rd is till out using people..."
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Post by Ze on Jun 18, 2006 23:17:24 GMT -5
Wilde sat down on the couch and sighed, "Drake?..." he quietly called out to the silence.
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Post by Kait on Jun 18, 2006 23:19:37 GMT -5
*Drake just stared at her, completely confused...* "What are you talking about?"
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Post by Jess on Jun 18, 2006 23:23:29 GMT -5
"The door is open..please go in. Just incase more creeps show up...I wanna tell you my story..." She smiles, her hair is graying a bit dispite her young age, and she has some wrinkles around her eyes and mouth. "My...gift...is making me age rather fast when I overuse it like I have...I have a feeling I will die of old age sooner than my grandmother...but I promise, you will know the truth..."
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