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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:02 pm
((OOC: Ummmm.... need a little help here.... not sure where to take this next.... obviously need someone to save Keerah fast though. sweatdrop ))
Keerah was staring down the barrel of the gun, tears blurring her vision.
"Don't cry," said the man, "you deserve what you're getting you monster."
Keerah barely heard him, she sat there with one thought on her mind, I love you, Kevyn.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:07 pm
((Hey, rikkuna, do you think we can slow down on finding them real quick, beachbeagle and I have an idea.))
"Dammit! I've got a vehichle!" Jack was shouting after the two. But it was no use. They had taken off down the alleyway. "Crap." He muttered under his breath. Kids these days wouldn't listen. "Zach, hang one tight." He said, gassing the vehicle in the direction Kooh and Kevyn were heading, they had to detour around the alley, slowing them down a little, but they could catch up.
Reg removed his cougar magnum from the holster he kept on his chest. Allen was right behind him, feeling amused and disquietted at the same time. The had spotted the car stopping along the river bank, but there was something that said it wasn't two love-birds out for a little romp around the wheels. Allen had yet to pull out his gun, yet when the time came, he would be more than ready to pull the trigger. They made their way silently and undetected, in the pale light of the coming day, Allen caught Reg with a grin on his face.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:11 pm
ThEndOfHeartache927 ThEndOfHeartache927 Luke couldn't stay like this, in a holding cell like a ******** rat. He had to get out. He couldn't simply let the people that had done this to Marcus roam free; god knew how long it would take for the cops to find them. He looked up from the tattered, creaky bed through the bars of the holding cell to see a police officer at the desk. Slowly, Luke lifted the officer's shadow off the ground behind him. He had never used his powers to harm someone before, but these were different circumstances. Slowly, he brought the shadow around the officer's throat so he wouldn't feel it just yet. He then pulled with all his might and held it in place, cutting off the man's air supply. Not intending to kill him, he let the shadow fall back to the ground after the man had passed out. Luke then stepped up to the bars and gripped two of them with both hands. They melted in his grasp. Stepping through the new doorway he had constructed, he turned back to the cell and held his hands up. The bars slowly came back together as if nothing had ever happened. Luke went to the door. Locked. He gripped the door knob and evisioned the lock turning into nothing but goo that would seep out onto this side of the door. A stream of coppery fluid fell through the keyhole at his feet. He turned the knob viciously and ran out, through the police station, shouts following him all the while. He didn't care. He ran. As the sirens sounded behind him, Luke panicked. He didn't know what to do except... It sounded ridiculous in his own head, but... He pulled his shadow up and climbed on it and it automatically flew through the air with him on board. God, he felt ridiculous. But it was getting him somewhere, wasn't it? As he had with the locked door in the police station, Luke gripped the doorknob of what he hoped to be a vacant motel room and turned the lock into jelly, then returning it to normal once he was safe inside. He leaned his back against the door, sliding down till his backside hit the floor, where he rested his head in his hands. The sirens faded into the distance rapidly. He had succeeded in giving the cops the slip. Now how would he find Marcus' killers...? Marcus... his lips connecting with Luke's in a passionate kiss. And as Marcus pulled away... Luke had never seen a more frightening spectacle in his life. The man he had once loved had become a hideous monster. His eyes were milky, old and unseeing. His mouth seemed to be welded together, and as he pulled his lips apart, threads of flesh connected his lower and bottom lip. Blood seeped from every orophous (sp?) on his head. Luke screamed as he sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in a cold sweat. He looked around the dark room, slowly brightening with the dawning sun, bare chest heaving. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. He had only been asleep for half an hour. Luke rose from the bed and pulled his shirt on. As he began to walk, he felt something in each back pocket of his jeans. Reaching into each pocket, he felt the cool steel of his twin switchblades. He had forgotten all about those up until now. They would be perfect for what he planned to do... He exited the motel room and began to walk.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:13 pm
Kevyn heard Jack shout, but his mind was focused on the image Keerah had sent.... where had he seen that place before? Suddenly he had it. He wanted to tell Kooh the location, but he couldn't speak. His fear for Keerah had caused a lump to form in his throat..... and he let himself be dragged along thinking one thing, Will I ever see my twin again?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:18 pm
(Sure.......how do I slow down.....what is the idea.)
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:21 pm
princess rikkuna (Sure.......how do I slow down.....what is the idea.) ((We were thinking Allen and Reg, the other two character's Xeraphem is playing, could save her.))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:26 pm
((Case of mistaken identity. By the time you reach her, Jack will think that my other guys killed his duaghter, and now attempted to kill Keerah.))
"Now." Allen said quietly. Reg nodded. He was feeling quite giddy now. He went around the vehicle, counter-clockwise, making sure to keep out of this sicko's vision. He thumbed back the hammer on his revolver, then jammed it in between the guys shoulder-blades. "What's up, doc?" Reg said in the mans ear, a sadistic grin was spread across his face. "Drop the gun or I'll drop you." He said smoothly. Allen was quite impressed by this mans skill. Perhpas there was more to this newbie than met the eye.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:28 pm
Oh no I am losing the trail, they must have gone in a car. She thought turning toward Kevyn to tell. "I am losing the trail, they must have taken a car or something because the trail is to fast for me to follow very well. I am sorry." she said hoping that everything was alright. "We'll find her though, I promise."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:31 pm
princess rikkuna Oh no I am losing the trail, they must have gone in a car. She thought turning toward Kevyn to tell. "I am losing the trail, they must have taken a car or something because the trail is to fast for me to follow very well. I am sorry." she said hoping that everything was alright. "We'll find her though, I promise." This broke through enough for Kevyn to talk "The river," he gasped, "They're at.... the river... Keerah and I.... are twins..... we have..... mental bond..... sent me picture.... same spot the other girl was found." He'd finally caught his breath at this point. "We have to hurry, he's got a gun pointed at her!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:34 pm
Xeraphem ((Case of mistaken identity. By the time you reach her, Jack will think that my other guys killed his duaghter, and now attempted to kill Keerah.)) "Now." Allen said quietly. Reg nodded. He was feeling quite giddy now. He went around the vehicle, counter-clockwise, making sure to keep out of this sicko's vision. He thumbed back the hammer on his revolver, then jammed it in between the guys shoulder-blades. "What's up, doc?" Reg said in the mans ear, a sadistic grin was spread across his face. "Drop the gun or I'll drop you." He said smoothly. Allen was quite impressed by this mans skill. Perhpas there was more to this newbie than met the eye. Keerah was more confused and scared then she'd been in her entire life. "She's the one you want to shoot," the man said, somehow remaining calm, "she's a user." This comment pushed Keerah over the edge and she lost control of her power. A nearby footbridge exploded into flames.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:37 pm
"I KNOW THAT SPOT!!!!!" She accidentally yelled at Kevyn. "I used to play with the girl that died there. C'MON!!" She yelled darting off again.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:40 pm
"Oh. Well, if that's the case." Reg said, taking away the gun from the mands back. "That makes her all the more valuable." he said, planting the gun at the base of his skull and pulling the trigger. Blood and gore sprayed everywhere, and if the man had happened to fire out of reaction, then it wasn't really his problem. The man's skull, from the nose up, was gone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:44 pm
Xeraphem "Oh. Well, if that's the case." Reg said, taking away the gun from the mands back. "That makes her all the more valuable." he said, planting the gun at the base of his skull and pulling the trigger. Blood and gore sprayed everywhere, and if the man had happened to fire out of reaction, then it wasn't really his problem. The man's skull, from the nose up, was gone. The man fired in reaction, hitting Keerah's arm. She clutched it as the wound bleed badly. She had the feeling she was experiencing something that fit an old saying her mom used to say. She had the feeling she'd just jumped from the frying pan into the fire. princess rikkuna "I KNOW THAT SPOT!!!!!" She accidentally yelled at Kevyn. "I used to play with the girl that died there. C'MON!!" She yelled darting off again. Kevyn stopped running suddenly. "Wait, if we head back to the car we can ride there," he said, "that would get us there faster than on foot wouldn't it?" ((OOC: Sorry if my actions confused anyone... I just thought the two short posts of mine, one right after the other, would be better off as one long post.))
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:51 pm
ThEndOfHeartache927 ThEndOfHeartache927 ThEndOfHeartache927 Luke couldn't stay like this, in a holding cell like a ******** rat. He had to get out. He couldn't simply let the people that had done this to Marcus roam free; god knew how long it would take for the cops to find them. He looked up from the tattered, creaky bed through the bars of the holding cell to see a police officer at the desk. Slowly, Luke lifted the officer's shadow off the ground behind him. He had never used his powers to harm someone before, but these were different circumstances. Slowly, he brought the shadow around the officer's throat so he wouldn't feel it just yet. He then pulled with all his might and held it in place, cutting off the man's air supply. Not intending to kill him, he let the shadow fall back to the ground after the man had passed out. Luke then stepped up to the bars and gripped two of them with both hands. They melted in his grasp. Stepping through the new doorway he had constructed, he turned back to the cell and held his hands up. The bars slowly came back together as if nothing had ever happened. Luke went to the door. Locked. He gripped the door knob and evisioned the lock turning into nothing but goo that would seep out onto this side of the door. A stream of coppery fluid fell through the keyhole at his feet. He turned the knob viciously and ran out, through the police station, shouts following him all the while. He didn't care. He ran. As the sirens sounded behind him, Luke panicked. He didn't know what to do except... It sounded ridiculous in his own head, but... He pulled his shadow up and climbed on it and it automatically flew through the air with him on board. God, he felt ridiculous. But it was getting him somewhere, wasn't it? As he had with the locked door in the police station, Luke gripped the doorknob of what he hoped to be a vacant motel room and turned the lock into jelly, then returning it to normal once he was safe inside. He leaned his back against the door, sliding down till his backside hit the floor, where he rested his head in his hands. The sirens faded into the distance rapidly. He had succeeded in giving the cops the slip. Now how would he find Marcus' killers...? Marcus... his lips connecting with Luke's in a passionate kiss. And as Marcus pulled away... Luke had never seen a more frightening spectacle in his life. The man he had once loved had become a hideous monster. His eyes were milky, old and unseeing. His mouth seemed to be welded together, and as he pulled his lips apart, threads of flesh connected his lower and bottom lip. Blood seeped from every orophous (sp?) on his head. Luke screamed as he sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in a cold sweat. He looked around the dark room, slowly brightening with the dawning sun, bare chest heaving. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. He had only been asleep for half an hour. Luke rose from the bed and pulled his shirt on. As he began to walk, he felt something in each back pocket of his jeans. Reaching into each pocket, he felt the cool steel of his twin switchblades. He had forgotten all about those up until now. They would be perfect for what he planned to do... He exited the motel room and began to walk. As Luke passed another dark alley, he heard a scuffle and a hushed voice. "Now, just let me have my fun," it was saying, "and I'll leave you alone? That okay with you, lady?" Before the girl could scream, her voice was suddenly muffled, as if the whispering man had clamped a hand over her mouth. "Shut up, you c**t," he said. ((OOC: sorry for the vulgarity... just seemed to kinda fit sweatdrop )) "Hey!" Luke shouted, pulling out his switchblades and flipping open the blades. A kind of smoke, the pure essence of shadow, encased the blades. He charged down the alley as his eyes adjusted to see a familiar son of a b***h holding a young woman's mouth shut as he was trying to pull down the zipper on the jeans that were hanging halfway down his a**. "How about you leave her alone?" Luke said, holding the blade to the stunned murderer's/rapist's throat. "Wow," the man said, smirking, as he let the woman go. She ran back out of the alley. "I didn't know faggots knew how to handle knives." Luke tightened his grip on the blade that brushed the flesh of the man's throat and let it seperate the skin slightly. Beads of blood crawled down his shirt. "How about you put that gun away?" Luke said, gesturing to the small, 9 mm pistol he gripped. Slowly, the man that had helped murder Marcus put the gun in his back pocket. "Now I'm asking," Luke continued, "that you turn yourself in for killing my boyfriend, or else i'll castrate you and slit your ******** throat... that is to say, if you have any ******** balls at all." The man's face contorted with fury and fear, seeing that the "f*****t" was serious. "There are some cops down the street investigating the crime scene where you killed Marcus earlier. Why don't I take you down there?"
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