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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 24, 2009 11:36:11 GMT -5
"We found her, boss." The three guards it was taking to bind Charity shoved her to the ground in front of a desk.
The chair turned and she was confronted with her ex-fiancee- any hope she'd held in the mortal and her relationship with him had been forced to dust. Josh looked down at her as she snarled up at him. She'd be injected with something and it had hurt her head, slowing her powers- they didn't do what she wanted them to right then. Charity's hands were bound and there was a petrol covered gag in her mouth.
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Post by Josh Calico on Jun 24, 2009 11:38:12 GMT -5
"I can see that, you morons." Josh told them, his eyes wandering over the girl. "Did you find the baby?"
"This one-" the talkative guard kicked Charity hard in the ribs "-was alone when we found her. Coming out of one of the clubs."
Josh nodded; "I expected as much, that means the baby is with her meddling friends." His eyes hadn't come of Charity yet. "Still we'll find her."
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 24, 2009 11:39:11 GMT -5
Charity groaned, folding when she was kicked but his threats against Grace made her struggle once more against the bounds that tied her. She'd kill him, she'd bloody kill him.
"What do you want us to do with her, boss?"
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Post by Josh Calico on Jun 24, 2009 11:40:37 GMT -5
Josh looked thoughtful for a moment, wetting his lips and playing with a red coin that passed between his fingers. Then he smiled. "You boys have two hours to do as you wish- but when your done, I want my daughters location. Fail and I'll kill you."
And the men smirked, dragging her to her feet and carting her off to a cell.
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 24, 2009 11:43:55 GMT -5
**
That time passed slowly to say the least, and Charity wore serval black bruises when they were finished with her. She could barely see straight with the drugs they'd given her, was sick to her stomach and felt more dirty than she ever thought was possibly.
Still beside her lay a dead man, she may of not had her powers but she'd ripped him appart with her bare hands. They'd left her alone for a bit after that.
Once more she was chained to the walls of the white cells. She'd been here long before her daughter had been born, only last time her capture had been on her side.
The intercom clicked. "Take her Gag. King Josh wishes to speak to her."
Charity spat and snarled as the gag was taken away and she bit the unlucky guard that came near her mouth. He boxed her on the jaw with the butt of his gun, and threatened; "I can find something much more interesting to do with that mouth of yours, slag."
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 24, 2009 11:44:34 GMT -5
"Just tell me where Grace is Charity." Josh sighed into the intercom. "And it'll all be over."
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Post by Charity Christos on Jun 24, 2009 11:44:55 GMT -5
"go to hell." she spat, curling up against the corner.
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Post by Josh Calico on Jun 24, 2009 11:45:28 GMT -5
"don't do this, there's no need for that." Josh's voice sounded once more.
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