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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 0:40:00 GMT -5
Alexis slowly calmed down, thinking about what the man had said. She was shaking terribly, freaked out by the voices she was beginning to hear. She shook her head and whimpered out, calling softly out for Zack.
She didn't know where he'd gone though. Part of the trigger was that...Zack left for some reason. Without telling her. Whimpering, she stood, hugging herself, and walked over to Killian's form. After a quick kick in the gut, she knelt down, then curled in a ball, using his lap as a pillow. She didn't exactly sleep, more like doze and wake every 4 minutes. Nightmares came quick for her.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 0:45:08 GMT -5
A day later he woke up, in pain once again and wincing everynow and then. His cuts had healed up all over and he was breathing normally again. the only places that weren't healed was where the knife was and where some of the darts were. He felt something evey on his legs, looking down he saw the girl.
Killiam murmered softly and leaned his head down far, he glared at her darkly, he wanted to bite her, hard. "Get off of me you little skank." He snapped in her ear, his knees moving up and down roughly. His neck moved up straight again, he was waiting for her to get her head off of him. Use me as a pillow, like hell i'll allow that.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 0:49:41 GMT -5
Alexis's eyes shot open and she snarled viciously at him. Bringing her hand up quickly, she brought the bottom of her palm up to his nose and caused it to bleed, then punched him harshly in the face. After that she grabbed a brick and slammed it down on his dick ((cause I like to rhyme)).
"I'll fucking use you how I want like the slayers used me how they wanted." she hissed, standing and kicking him harshly in the gut and stalked away. She was angry again. For a moment she'd found peace. And the slayer had destroyed it. Slayers always destroy stuff. They destroyed most of her life. They needed to pay.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 0:54:07 GMT -5
He hollowed in pain and almost cried when the brick went down on his member and balls. He brought his legs up to his face, groaning in pain. "Fuck you." Came the strangled reply from him, he mumbled something and then closed his eyes, relaxing, he made his nose stop bleeding and the pain go away.
Killian's legs went back down again and his back leaned against the wall. His eyes were glazed again. "I like most ugly bitches like you... but you're to ugly and way to much of a bitch for my tastes." He stated in a cold tone of voice, if the chains were gone he would've killed her right then and there but they weren't gone.
((my computers being a prick tonight... It's slow))
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:04:32 GMT -5
((that's fine...am I still doing good?))
Alexis nodded. "Yeah...I'm ugly..." she agreed, staring at her feet and no longer made but sad. She knelt down to do more of her puzzle, since it was fixed. She had it almost halfway done now. "Normal Rockwell was an artist who made the picture perfect families, you know?" she asked in a soft voice. "He's the bastard who made white-picket fences popular...Those hurt a lot...Ever had your head nearly smashed on one? I doubt it...Maybe I should do that so you'll know...You'll know my hurt...You'll understand...You'll understand...You'll understand...You'll kill me when I let you go, won't you? Maybe you won't understand then...Maybe you won't..." she mumbled quickly, pausing only to glance at him with both a pleading and crazed look in her eyes, then to glance back at the puzzle, then at the lights that light up the warehouse.
She stood and abandoned her puzzle for a little while, rummaging through the junk and finding what she was looking for. Pliars, I think is what they're called. She didn't know if that was what they were, but the work like scissors, except instead of cutting thin things, you could cut wire and other thick things, as well as pry things loose from stuff. "How about nails? Ever had nails yanked out like hair?" she asked, looking at him calmy with a childishly curious expression across her face. "I have...4 times...It hurts...I passed out 3 of the 4 times, and didn't even feel the forth..." she rambled again, setting the pliars down in front of him out of reach of his legs so he wouldn't try to get them to get free. Mocking him, in a way. To Mock him more, she put the keys down by the pliars, then sat behind them- in front of Killian but out of his legs reach. She just stared at him with wide, ice blue eyes.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 1:10:56 GMT -5
((You're doing wonderful!!!XD))
He listened and watched her closely as she moved arounf , working on her puzzle and such, he was quiet. When she went to ge things he winced and started to get nervous, this reminded him to much of his father beating him and his sisters and mother torturing him. Swallowng he calmed down.
Killian watched her come over and start taunt him, his eyes were on the pliars and keys and he crossed his legs, even though it was painful to do so. His eyes stared back into his, sweat beaded down his neck slowly. Finally he le out a breath and leaned forward his neck a bit, getting ready to talk. "You know what bitch? How about you go fuck yourself with those nails?" He whispered lowly.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:14:15 GMT -5
Alexis seemed confused by something unspoken. She stared down at the pliars in thought, and then the keys. Then slowly, she looked up with burdened eyes. "Tell me about yourself? What's your given name?" she asked. "Where did you grow up?"
She was fiddling with the keys as she asked this, not to mock, just to vent on something else without hurting anything. Her behaviours were odd, and she agreed inside that she was indeed a bitch. "Tell me about your childhood?"
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 1:18:42 GMT -5
"Why? I'm just a punching bag to you, a wroten, cunt mothering fucking slayer." Killian snapped out darkly, and sighed to himself in pain from the wounds. "You're a crazy bitch you know. I've met a few of those before... they're pretty bad, not as bad as you though." He said randomly. "I think one of my sisters was worse then you actually."
The man thought for awhile and then muttered to himself. "My name is Killian... I'm from here and i'm a Basghart. A Black Dog in lame terms." He answered the first and then thought about his child. "My father beat me till I was almost dead and my sisters and mother raped me and hit me and tortured me. That's all I can say that comes to mind."
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:23:48 GMT -5
Suprisingly, she winced at his words. Alexis stayed focused, visually, on the keys though, turning one over and then back and then onto the others. She seemed to slowly get sadder, and sadder at the brief listing of his life.
"We are birds of a feather then, Killian." she mumbled, crying and leaning over to hug him, then release him for fear he'd knee her again. She darted away, kicking the pliars away and disappearing into another room nearby. Then returning moments later with food. "What kinda food do you like?" she asked. She had mostly fruits, and a few veggies and bread. No meat. She sat down in front, but out of his range, once more, staring at him. She looked tired, and ready to snap back into anger mode within seconds.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 1:29:15 GMT -5
He was surprised with her and stared at her in slight shock. Hm... So that's why she's crazy. I'm crazy like her almost, but I got a job where you kill people for money. Killian watched her cry, and go to give him a hig but move away again. When she left he thought for awhile, shriking down a bit in his thought.
When the woman returned he looked at her. Killian looked at the fruit and then to the vegies. "Carrots." He said blankly, thinking for awhile, she'd turn on him again soon, he just knew it so he wouldn't get attached to this side of her. I snap so that means she'll snap to.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:33:35 GMT -5
Alexis picked up the carrots and sprinted off again to wash them. She was gone for a long time. 2 hours to be exact. When she returned, she had bruises and cuts on her arms, and the carrots had been shaved. One could presume she'd done that to herself.
She knelt down closer to him, but first made sure his legs couldn't move. She didn't want to get hurt, physically, by another person it seemed. Or was she scared he'd get away? She was crazy, in a way, to keep a person for company. Her arm shaking, she held the carrot up to his mouth and waited for him to eat. She had a look in her eyes that suggested her patience from earlier had vanished, and she would be easy to make angry at the moment.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 1:38:41 GMT -5
Killian had fallen asleep for awhile again and when he returned he studied her for a few moments. Hm... Aura changed again. He thought to himself, when she camed over and made his leg not move he waited for the food. When it moved to his mouth he opened it and bite the carrot roughly. The vegetable snapping loudly. He chewed it for a moment and swallowed, watching her to carefully.
Moving his head forward again he took another bite, this time making sure his lips moved over her fingers slowly when they came down. Killian pretended not to notice he did so but he wanted to tease her and frighten her back. Hm... Better not get her angry again though. The man thought, chewing the carrot and then swallowing.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:44:24 GMT -5
Alexis watched his jaw move up, down, up, down, up, down- throat moves out barely then settles. She didn't notice her fingers were in his mouth, until he bit down. She jumped back, frightened. And that fright turned to anger quickly. "Fuck you." she snapped, kicking a deep gash on his leg and then dropped the carrot and walked away.
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Post by Koops on Nov 27, 2007 1:49:23 GMT -5
He laughed at this and shook his leg out a bit, getting the pain away quickly. His tongue stuck out at her and he shook his head. "Hm. Looks like it's somebodies time of the month~!" Killian called to her mockingly. He'd been tortured before, he could take it because it couldn't last forever.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2007 1:52:10 GMT -5
She glared at him and chucked a heavy object at him. It hit him roughly against the leg, nearly breaking it. "Shut the fuck up, toy!" she yelled, angry and getting ready to do more than just throw things. Alexis was pissed off quickly when in the bad aura.
She had the pliars in her hands, waiting for him to say something else that would just push her over the edge. Make him suffer...Pain...Screaming...Screaming...Screaming...pain...Alone. she thought, tears of anger welling up quickly in her eyes.
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