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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 10:42 pm
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Jakob didn't care if Abel was bored with him. He was there to kill him, not entertain him. He knew he needed to keep the male somewhat amused before things got ugly. But still, he didn't see the point. If Abel wanted to kill him, he would have done it already. He could have killed him the moment he walked in. Instead, he leaning on his desk talking to him, just as he would with Kieran or anyone else he had business with. It was too early though to know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He guessed so long as he was still breathing then it could be taken as a good thing.
He went on to explain his reasoning for being there. The man seemed delighted that he knew why Cornelius sent him. He listened to him speak and watched as he moved closer to him. He did not fear him placing his hands on either side of the chair, stilling him from moving further away. Jakob squinted up at the male, his nose curling a bit as the man hovered over him. "Let me guess, she wasn't a fan of cigarette breath." he replied dryly. If he could, he would have tried to back away even more. He didn't know how or why Cornelius's wife didn't sleep with a man like Abel. He could take a few guesses though. There were other rumors about Abel. About his sexual preference, the cruelty he possessed. From what he had read it seemed as though a person had to be absolutely mad to want to sleep with him. Kieran might be crazy as well, but at least he knew when to back off.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:03 pm
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 8:20 am
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 9:18 am
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Threatening to cut off someones hand might have been better if he were carrying the correct knife. He could still do some nice damage, but it would take him ages to saw off Abel's hand with the one he was holding. He watched as again the man remained unmoved as he was threatened. Jakob felt the pressure added to his crotch. He didn't dare say anything or make a remark about it either. After all, he knew that it was only adding to Abel's pleasure. There was something not right about the man. He was sick in the head. Even more so than Jakob or any other twisted ******** he'd come across. His face scrunched up in disgust as Abel took the opportunity to lean closer. He listened to the low threat. He too was growing tired of Abel. But more so, he was tired of having his space invaded by someone so grotesque. Without caring about the consequences, he raised his hand, turned the knife over, and slashed at the males forearm. Raising his leg he then kicked him in the gut, sending him back only a few steps. It wasn't enough to run. Rising from the chair, Jakob spun it around and backed away from Abel. He pointed his knife towards the man as he glared up at him. Door, window, desk.....goddamn it he should have waited for Abel in the kitchen. At least he could have had a variety of weapons. Jakob was careful of far he was backing away from him. He didn't want to accidentally corner himself again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 9:02 pm
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Abel wasn’t afraid of the man before him. Death did not scare him, so why should a child with some flipsy knife. He found him amusing, watching his brain work, like mice on a wheel. Abel wondered what he was thinking but he already knew. There were no ways out unless he rushed him. He wasn’t surprised by the next move. Abel felt he slice to his forearm, as he was suddenly kicked in the gut. He cursed, as he withdraw his hand from Miguel’s c**k, stumbling back a few feet.
Standing there regaining his footing. Abel watched as Miguel hid behind the chair with his knife held out. He smirked laughing softly, he could feel the sting in his arm, but he dismissed it. The kick to the gut was nothing. Abel came closer toward Miguel, pulling the chair away from him, as his only protection. He came at Miguel, as he instantly punched him in the throat. Watching as he went down, Abel grabbed the knife from him tossing it aside.
He moved punching Miguel hard in the face, watching as he went down. Abel stayed near, just to make sure he had knocked Miguel out. He didn’t stay so close, in case it backfired on him. Abel waited for a few minutes, before finally grabbing Miguel and throwing him over his shoulder.
Moving out of his office, Abel held onto Miguel as he dragged him downstairs. He made his way toward the basement, as he walked down the steps, flicking on the light. Abel moved to set Miguel on the ground. He walked toward a shelf as he grabbed a pair of handcuffs off them. Abel walked back toward Miguel, latching the handcuffs around his hands. He grabbed Miguel, as he locked his hands up around a hook on the ceiling. Abel left him dangling there, as he went to tend to a few things.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2018 10:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 10:46 am
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 11:06 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 11:21 am
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 11:40 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 5:24 pm
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There was a reason no one came into his house uninvited. He could see that Miguel was instantly regretting his decision. Abel took amusement out of this, as he watched as the blood on Miguel’s skin, beaded, pearling, but not dripping. It wasn’t a deep cut, just a superficial wound. He could see the disgust in Miguel’s eyes, but it didn’t bother him. Abel had seen such behavior before. He came closer toward Miguel, ”So tell me, how many men have you killed before me? And do not lie, or the cuts will become deeper.” Abel questioned, but also threatened in the same sentence.
He hated nothing more than a liar. Abel watched Miguel, as he dangled a few inches off the ground. There was no way, he was getting down without his help. For now, he saw no reason to release him. Abel was taking delight in hurting him, and wanting to see how much his body could tolerate before growing weak. He wasn’t dishing out too much pain, yet. There was still many other toys he could try in the room, a scalpel was merely the appetizer.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 5:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 6:29 pm
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Consenting was not part of the game. After all it was Miguel’s own fault for breaking into his house, uninvited. If he had knocked on his door, then perhaps they would not be in this situation. He didn’t need Miguel’s permission not to hurt him, after all he had the upper hand here. Abel had questions, but he doubted Miguel would answer them. Though if he didn’t , it would only add to more of the fun. He listened as Miguel speak, and smirked lightly. ”Hmm, A death is merely another notch on the belt, and yours will be too.” Abel growled lightly, as he withdrew from Miguel.
He set the scalpel down as he went in search of a leather paddle. Abel returned as he stood before Miguel, pressing the end to his chin lifting it up. ”So tell me, would you rather die by my knife, or would you rather I just beat you to death?” He spoke curiously, giving him options. Abel found the knife was quicker, but he wanted to take his time with Miguel. He knew he would enjoy himself too much if he did. Abel enjoyed the cat like ferocity he was giving off.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 6:56 pm
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