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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 24, 2010 21:58:50 GMT -5
The girl eyed Vendetta warily. however, it seemed she was not as welcoming as the boy. Suspicion ratically radiated off of her along with the ever-present heat of hatred. "Is this a new method of torture that I was not aware of?" she asked coldly, her voice having an intimidating chill even while she was incapacitated.
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Zipporah blinked. Her eyebrow rose at the bottle. "Xavier, your pointy bottle does not scare me." she stated blatantly. "Even with you wielding it. i'm sorry if that dissapoints you."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 24, 2010 22:02:11 GMT -5
"no. i like to break the cycle, not people." i said, rolling my eyes and slouching. "you know, it's easier to pretend to give in. who're you trying to save?" i asked, watching her. "because you're not saving anyone tied to that table." ------------ Xavier poked it toward her a few times warily, not saying anything. "I'll cut you." he said in a ghetto voice, contradicting his emo appearance.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 24, 2010 22:08:11 GMT -5
"Then it seems you're in the wrong line of work." the girl - Kendra spat with enough animosity that it seemed as if her words could have sliced skin. "And for some reason, I have a little thing against reiterating my lifestory to a stranger who has not only been sent to torture me for information, but attempts to know exactly why I am here as well as my motives."
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"Xavier, the last kid who said that to me got his jaw broken and Georgia got sued, if you remember correctly." Zipporah reminded, though a grin displayed on her face.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 28, 2010 22:12:46 GMT -5
i tilted my head, a slow smile growing on my face. i sat cross legged on the chair, overtly amused by her attitude. "how about this; i untie you and get you food and you tell me what happened. this place is boring and i don't feel like doing a hit right now. the last kid i was supposed to get information out of was a little loose in the head. but you. you remind me of me. and that is both a good and bad thing. good, because you're smart enough to get out. bad, because you'll take a little while to rationalize to make a plan instead of shooting up the place." i said, my smile wide and i pulled out my knife, putting it on the keyhole at the metal bonds at her foot. "do we have a deal? I'm new at this. i don't like the whole, 'torture my own kind for information they already know' thing. not fun for either of us." ------------- "...i'm injure your physical being?" he said after a long moment of silence.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 29, 2010 16:02:34 GMT -5
“And somehow I still don’t like being compared to the person who is supposed to be torturing me.” Kendra responded, her eyes searching Vendetta, wondering what to make of her. “Look, lady, I don’t know if you haven’t noticed, but we’re in, like, freaking Guantanamo Bay on steroids. People in here generally are a little lose in the head. It’s almost a requirement to be here.” she then added. “And that is not necessary. I am not hungry. However, I would appreciate being able to stretch.” she stated. He first statement was clearly a lie however, as it was evident that she had not eaten in about a week’s time since being there. Though she had been under strict orders not to take any food and common sense only emphasized the fact. She was not sure if she could trust Vendetta yet and even if she could, she was not sure whether or not the lab staff had put something in the food in advance. Though she would not deny that be treated as a human being was rather nice, in any case.
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Zipporah looked up thoughtfully for a moment. She wiggled one foot, finding the movement quite difficult for all of the drink that was to be had in her. “Okay. I’ll give you that one.” she nodded with a grin. “But it’s still not enough to keep me from being cruel, evil and mercilessly out of character. Like this.” she stated, rising on one foot and propelling herself toward Xavier, under his arm as to mind the glass. At this, she promptly latched onto his arm like a small child would and cackled “menacingly.”
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 29, 2010 17:30:52 GMT -5
"never said i wasn't a nut." i said, and walked out of the room. i walked into the cafeteria, getting some pizza, a burger, a chocolate cupcake, a salad, and some water before walking back into the room. i set it down onto the chair and started picking the locks with ease. "there. would you like me to take a chomp out of the food before you eat it and possibly die? although i warn you, even without chemicals, the pizza is only so-so. new york has amazing pizza. it's the water." i said. i didn't even need to wait for a reply as i took a piece from all of the food. i finished untying her and stepped over to the door quickly. "you can walk around and eat but no running." i said, leaning on the door frame. "so, what's your story? i get bored sitting at the desk here. I'm just waiting for someone to kill Mother before i run." i said, shrugging. ---------- Xavier let out a fake wail of pain, trying to push her off without laughing. "that cackle is pathetic." he said after a moment.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 29, 2010 17:43:32 GMT -5
“Gracias.” Kendra thanked, beginning to eat despite her orders. It was almost disgusting how quickly and ravenously she did so, but she was too hungry to really care how she appeared. “How about jogging in place?” she then prompted after swallowing and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She then paused a minute before replying. “Most of it is classified information. In other words, I got caught simply enough.” she responded slowly. “However, I have other stories that are not classified if you would care to hear.” Then, “Who’s your ‘mother?’” she questioned.
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“So are your so-called manly bits. Your point?” Zipporah teased, still holding on and cackling hysterically.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 29, 2010 18:47:28 GMT -5
i stared at her, amused. "run around the room in circles until you're dizzy for all i care. just not out this door. and don't puke up the food." i said, nodding my head over to the door. "classified, eh? not even to one of Vendetta's Pack?" i asked. i knew that Mara had been spreading the name around, making it known what we were doing and if anyone wanted to join. i just hoped that she had heard of the name and what we had done.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 29, 2010 21:15:06 GMT -5
The girl grinned, shaking her head. "Sorry, mate. Yours ain't the only rebel group out there. We;re pretty extensive and a nice thorn in the progrma's side. After all, we onoly take all of their fed-members." she stated with a chuckle. "That's why a bunch of us are in here. We were in a raid and with raids come prisoners. So we happened to be the lucky few." she stated. However, by the expression on her face, their capture was not unintended.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 29, 2010 22:24:29 GMT -5
i grinned, tilting my head. "how many assassins have you taken out?" i asked, lifting the pant leg and showing her the scars. i lifted it higher, showing a red parallel line. "and how many buildings?" i lowered the pant leg, grinning at her. i liked this girl. -------- Xavier fell to the floor, half asleep and half drunk. "i think I'm going to sleep. good-bye Zee. good luck and i hope to see your birdy self again in this life." he said, and promptly went to sleep.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 29, 2010 22:39:28 GMT -5
The girl whistled, leaning back. "Two years, thirteen months of that actively on duty. Other time was spent in the hospital. Fifty in hand-to-hand. About twenty with a scope. Bombs..." she trailed off, laughing. "Man, I ain't counting those." she laughed further. "And nice collection." she paused. "So why a person like you here? Or is that classified too?"she asked, ths econd question dropping so soft that she made sure that ifanyone was listening, only Vendetta would hear.
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"I think you are too, man." Zipporah agreed. She smiled sadly, biting her lip to keep it from trembling upon his last omment. "You too, mutt." she then replied, managing not to sound broken. Standing, she managed to stagger over to where Raven was. She lookedat him sadly. He was going to hate her for this. "Sorry, mate." she muttered to herself. "It's too dangerous." And with that, she took to the skies and left her friends and Raven behind, albeit in a very drunk stupor.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Nov 30, 2010 20:11:00 GMT -5
"it's my business and my pack. i think i can say whatever the hell i want." i said, smirking. "my name is Vendetta and I'm here because i traded my life and cooperation for my pack's freedom. they won't be chased. they won't get killed. they have absolute freedom from the Coats." i said, and then my smirk dropped. "although, i wish i could see how they are every once and a while." i touched the back of my neck, where Xavier would often rest his hand to calm me down. it felt like there was something missing there. "i let it all go so they could go free." i whispered, looking away from her, ashamed that i said so much. ------- Xavier opened his eyes, rubbing the alcohol that he had spilled on the floor that he had sat in off. he ran over to Raven. "what is she doing and where is she going?" he demanded. Whisper walked over to him, tugging on his sleeve. "Vendetta." she murmured. "fuck." he said.
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Post by Cheyenne on Nov 30, 2010 20:53:08 GMT -5
Kendra's gaze softened. She put her hand on Vendetta's arm. "I had a boyfriend and and a sister." she said. "I would have done the same." she added to reassure Vendetta. "If I can...If my team gets sent in for me..." she trailed off, letting it be known that she would attempt to help Vendetta however she could.
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Raven stood, in absolute shock for a moment. She left me, he thought to himself, stunned. that was not something she had ever done before. It was completely unlike her. "You won't find her." he stated simply, sounding like someone had punched him in the stomach. "I don't know where she is, but Vendetta won't be her first stop...not at least for a few days, if not longer. She's too smart for that and I don't think the chick she's going to would allow it."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Dec 2, 2010 19:08:51 GMT -5
Pain hit my heart. i looked down, my hand tracing a scar shaped in an X that Xavier had given me before he left. he had a V on him in the same spot. "no. i can't leave here. if i do, they'll start hunting my pack again. but if you get out of here, i want you to find my pack and take them in. they're out there without a strong leader, and that will only lead to chaos. ask for Xavier, and tell him that Vendetta sent him. if he doesn't believe him, pull up his sleeve and trace the V i put there." i said, rubbing my forearm sadly. i looked at the door, wishing i could go. "i wish you the best of possible luck, Kendra. i really do. no soul should be trapped in a hell like this." i said, and crumbled to the floor. "change of subject. what's your boyfriend and sister like?" i asked, trying to smile. ------------------ "who?" he asked, looking at Raven sadly. he was tempted to give him a brotherly hug, but wasn't sure if he would accept it.
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Post by Cheyenne on Dec 2, 2010 19:15:36 GMT -5
"That would include you as well." Kendra replied to the wolf hybrid's "hell" comment. She shook her head. "Not a great subject either, I'm afraid." she stated. "My boyfriend had a psycotic breakdown a few years ago. Still has not recovered. My sister doesn't know who I am anymore and I have not seen her in just as long. But that's why I am where I am now. It offerred them safety for me to be a rebel."
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Raven shook his head. "Doesn't matter." he stated simply. "If I knew who she was and where I could at least find her, I'd be gone right now." he replied, blinking a bit more than he normally would have, and it seemed for obvious reasons involving the fluid in his eyes. He shrugged. "Apparently Zee doesn't want any of us to know either." he mumured to himself, still incredibly hurt that she had left without him.
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