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Post by *Gem* on Mar 2, 2010 15:10:35 GMT -5
Autumn and Vik had spent three days tracking and planning this; and it had gone off with a bang. They'd found their target, and put Autumn out there a ditsy soon to be mom who didn't really look like she was going to cope. Sure enough she'd been approached by Lewis Gregory- their target, a sick and twisted individual who offered to walk her home when he'd seen her alone two days in a row. Of course what made this more pecular is that Lewis liked both parties of his victims to play a part, and while his intention would be to torture and murder Autumn he'd make Vik watch it all. They'd been shopping when they'd finally sprung the trap, or rather Lewis had...and true enough to; she woke up now in a dark room. Autumn felt in one peice, nothing felt wrong. Jack was shifting, which meant it was the middle of the night, he usally liked to do that. There was a bump on her head, and it ached like hell. Her wrists were tied, and the matress she was led on was wet. Glancing around she sat a familiar head of floppy hair tied to a radiator a few foot away. "wakey wakey sleepy head." She murmured into the shadows, calm. |
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Post by Vikram Shaw on Mar 13, 2010 14:43:55 GMT -5
He crept in like the worm he was. "Ahh my pretty, you're awake." His voice was like sickly syrup. "Hows my soon to be mommy feeling?"
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Post by Autumn Devine on Mar 13, 2010 15:08:29 GMT -5
Autumn wiggled onto her side, to get a good look. "Cold." She answered him, finally.
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Post by Bails on Mar 13, 2010 15:14:05 GMT -5
"We'll get you warmed up soon. As soon as your Prince Charming wakes up." He motioned to the crumpled pile on the floor that was Vikram. His face looked like a baseball bat had been taken to it.
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Post by Autumn Devine on Mar 13, 2010 15:29:57 GMT -5
She was keeping calm; but of cours she was playing a character her. "What have you done to him?"
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Post by Bails on Mar 13, 2010 15:31:33 GMT -5
"You know, men always think they're so touch." He rubbed his hand over her stomach. "Really its women who are tough. A couple punches and a man goes down, but womens lives are all pain."
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Post by Autumn Devine on Mar 13, 2010 15:46:00 GMT -5
She watched him, flinching when he touched her. "Are they?" Tam asked keeping him in conversation.
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Post by Bails on Mar 13, 2010 15:48:49 GMT -5
He nodded, "And unfortunately your pain is just starting."
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