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 Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 8:19 am
An old Shaman liives in this shack doing strange things and making mysterious conoctions. Sometimes he would go out and abduct children or random people to use as expiriments. People go in, some dont come out and others if they do come out, they arent the same. Usually people try to steer clear of this place, but the many who do come enjoy the Shaman;s company and they buy natural healing ingrediants or just things for other purposes, like purifying a house of evil spirits or the opposite effect. Many things happen here, but normal isnt one of them...
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 3:28 pm
She creaked open her eyes, her vision blurry. A hand gripped her hair and rolled it back so her head faced the ceiling. "Rise and Shine, deary..." said a voice vaguely, a bright light violently shining into her eyes. The owner of the voice quickly released her head, and let it roll forward. Maia tried to move her hands but she found that she had two hand cuffs, both hands cuffed to the chair and then both hands connected together. It was the same with her feet. Maia moaned forcing her head up to look into the eyes of someone she thought she was dead and just grinned, laughing. "Travis...doll..." Travis grinned. "Been a while, deary." he replied glancing at the Shaman milling around about him cooking different drugs for the lycan napper. Maia sat up straighter but she was still in a daze the room still spinning slightly. "What do you want, doll?" she said slightly, swallowing back a cough of suffocation from the fumes. Travis grinned and stood from the chair where he sat. "Simple...I want you dead."
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 12:41 pm
He eventually arrived at the shack and stood outside, he didn't want to rush in like an idiot and ruin everything. Maia might get killed and die.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 3:17 pm
Screams of pain were coming from the inside of the shack and then they suddenly stopped. Maia panted, closing her eyes and trying to deal with the pain. She kept her head down after he tried to resculpt it. Travis smiled watching the Shaman with admiration. "Having fun doll...?" he said once again. Maia's wrist were bleeding from where she was trying to pull out of the restraints and she swallowed but couldn't find the breath to talk. Travis watched the Shaman arrange some deadly herbs. "Hm...it's surprising how long you've lasted after just five rounds..." Maia was bleeding but it couldn't be seen on her skin. The traces of silver the Shaman was using was starting to make her turn even more fragile. Travis stood behind her again, placing a hand on her shoulder and feeling his fingernails dig into her skin and she grunted in pain. "So...are we going to have that confession now, deary? Maybe you want some retribution for what you've done." Maia swallowed again, the silver making her taste blood when she talked. "Doll...I've never given you what you wanted did I? You were a bit too small for my taste." She was then replied with a few jaw crunching slaps across the face.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:22 pm
He turned into a crow, the small frame swooped into the building slipping through the cracks like a shadow. It remained on the ground slinking around, unnoticed. IT flitted under Maia when the Shaman had his back turned briefly. The crow undid her leg bindings with a few pecks to them, mimicking her shadow so he could be hidden. He makes the restraints only loose so she can get free, he scampers off and acts like the Shaman's shadow for now.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:57 pm
Maia wiggled a fang with her tongue and spit it out onto the floor, another growing in it's place. She felt the bindings come loose but didn't notice it. The werewolf looked weakend and angrily Travis walked out into the night, slamming the rickety door behind him. The Shaman glanced at Maia noticing her vulnerabillity at being chained.
The old man took a knife from his belt and slit his wrist tottering towards her put his dirty fingers beneath her chin. She flinched away letting out a pitiful hiss of defiance until she noticed his bloody forearm. The old man held it up to her and grinned, kindness present in his ancient orb-like eyes.
"Please...drink." he muttered quietly and waited for the hostility to die just a bit before holding it up to her more. Maia narrowed her eyes but practically starved bit into his arm taking the blood but no meat. She pulled away when she heard a crash of Travis's pacing outside. Her voice was a coarse menacing whisper.
"This still doesn't mean I won't kill you." The shaman let her drink more patting her head, chuckling. He jokingly remarked, "Not if I kill you first."
She pulled her mouth away from his wrist her eyes cold and her body numb with pain. She closed her eyes feeling them burning, blaming it on the silver. She swallowed another gulp of blood and quivered slightly. "If you do...just...end it quickly." She didn't look at him but away. "And spare this body...because another spirit still needs to live on." For a moment she thought of Audrey but the first thought that came to her mind she dare not say.
Travis leaned his forearm on a tree resting his head there as well and letting out his smoke-tainted breath. The werewolf was fuming, taking another drag of his ciggarette. He walked around more not going far from the shack. He stamped on the ciggarette and sat on his motorcycle, just waiting for him not to loose it and kill her before his backup came. For now, he had to chill.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:23 pm
The crow watched, not knowing what to do...
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:36 pm
The shaman nodded solemnly but still noticed the contemptuous undertone to her tone. He took a key from his side and removed the handcuffs attaching her to the chair. He made her stand and took her into a back room completely made of stone. She was still handcuffed and was thrown onto the floor but it made enough noise for Travis to hear and come barging in when the door shut. She heard the words but couldn't catch what they were saying and sat up, trying to have the handcuffs break from her wrists but it only burned her and she winced momentarily. Her mouth burned and wished that she had dranken more when she heard a hubbub and saw movement underneath the door. The crow had obviously been found.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:43 am
The crow shifty its form into a shadow wolf, but was easily overwhelmed by the two. They bound him up and through him in with her, ropes tied around his muzzle and around only his front paws. He laid there on the cold hard ground, giving off a fer whimpers, the binds that held him had several seals on them, so he wouldn't be able to shape shift out of the ropes. And even if he did shape shift, the ropes would just fit around him, keeping him bound.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 5:17 am
Maia finally had the will power to break apart the handcuffs and threw them out of her reach onto the floor and watching her skin burn and bleed but not heal. The wolf looked at Damian, tried touching the ropes but recoiled when her hand was scalded. "Dammit..." she said brokenly under her breath, sitting and licking her wounds slightly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 12:50 pm
Damian shifted into his normal state, back into his human like state. The seal had also made him vulnerable, since they were sealing away his powers as well.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 3:09 pm
Maia diverted his eyes, looking towards the ground. The silver still diluted her abilities and she was bleeding still. "You shouldn't have come for me..." she mumbled bitterly, swallowing the taste of her own blood hungrily.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 4:39 pm
"I couldn't just let you die, you know I love you and we are technically married Maia" He said that clearly even though the ropes were gagging his mouth. He looked at her and stood weakly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 7:40 am
"You and Audrey are married, doll. You need to paint the bigger picture." She removed the ropes from his mouth.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 8:29 am
He coughed up a lot of blood and looked at her, "Thanks, but still, I love you" He spit out some silver from his mouth before he kissed her on the cheek and then started gnawing at his other restraints.
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