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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on May 31, 2010 21:40:35 GMT -5
(Crane told her, when they were talking about his romantic interests.)
"So, what next?" Aleenya asked. "Nice to meet you," she added, smirking at Crane.
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Post by Paroxysm on May 31, 2010 21:45:39 GMT -5
(Oh right!)
Crane stared at her. "We've already met, haven't we?" he asked, sounding like it didn't matter one way or the other. "You two were at the pancake restaurant." Ash tried to ignore him, but didn't release her hold on her foot. That was the day she got gassed... then kidnapped.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on May 31, 2010 21:48:01 GMT -5
(Haha.)
Aleenya shrugged. "Right," she said. "Anyways." She surveyed the scene. Ash was still holding onto her toe. Crane was standing, but you could tell his side hurt him. A lot. Allie was grasping her toe-- or what had been her toe. The middle one had fallen off, and her face was twisted in pain.
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Post by Paroxysm on May 31, 2010 21:54:08 GMT -5
"You know, Allie," Paroxysm said quietly, though she commanded full attention. "You're not as good as you think you are. Talking back doesn't make you look good. It doesn't make want to hurt you less. It just makes you look like an idiot."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on May 31, 2010 21:55:51 GMT -5
Allie returned her gaze. "I don't care what you think," she said. "And you're right, hitting you on the foot with a pipe does work better. So if talking doesn't help, shut up."
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Post by Paroxysm on May 31, 2010 22:00:48 GMT -5
(What's the picture on your little poem there?)
"It's not the talking that's the problem," Paroxysm said coldly. "It's you." She suddenly spun around with her gun in her hand, shooting towards where Allie was. "You just always go and make things worse on yourself!" she shouted as the gunshots echoed through the warehouse.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Jun 1, 2010 9:12:18 GMT -5
(The Paroxysm one? I googled black and white, and then put a blood splatter picture over it. xD Two little girls on a beach?)
The bullet missed and Ash dropped the gun. Allie grabbed it and killed her. Just kidding.
The bullet hit Allie's other leg shoulder (pleh). Allie screamed in pain. "Aim better," Allie snapped. "Just kill me. It's not like I'm going to live anyways."
Aleenya stared at Allie, thoughts whipping through her mind. "Don't kill her yet," she said. "We need to do it slowly. Very slowly."
Allie just looked at her, surprised.
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Post by Paroxysm on Jun 1, 2010 17:58:20 GMT -5
"There's a possibility you would if you'd cooperate," Crane stated annoyed.
Paroxysm barely let her excitement show through her expression, only the faintest dance in her eyes. "Why kill her?" she asked darkly. "It seems like he's doing a fine job with her anyways."
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Jun 1, 2010 18:01:35 GMT -5
Allie ignored her. Instead, she took her sweatshirt off and wrapped it around her arm. It didn't make a difference.
Aleenya smirked.
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Post by Paroxysm on Jun 1, 2010 18:04:31 GMT -5
Crane glanced at Paroxysm for a second. She barely looked at him, and he didn't know if it was on purpose or not.
"Would you like to take the second hit, Aleenya?" Paroxysm asked, letting a grin into her voice.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Jun 1, 2010 18:06:21 GMT -5
"Third, actually," Aleenya said, glancing at Allie's left foot. She walked over to Allie, grabbed the pipe, and slammed it on her injured foot. Allie's face turned white.
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Post by Paroxysm on Jun 1, 2010 18:07:32 GMT -5
Paroxysm frowned, though not in anger. "Reflex problems?" she asked rhetorically.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Jun 1, 2010 18:09:40 GMT -5
"Because I never hit you in the foot with that thing," Allie snapped.
Aleenya smiled darkly.
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Post by Paroxysm on Jun 1, 2010 20:55:20 GMT -5
Paroxysm blinked at her. "Yeah... but I reacted..." she said like Allie was an idiot.
Crane meanwhile, found the interruption to be annoying and the brute force and word play to be incredibly unnecessary.
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Post by |0+u$ f@ɳԍ on Jun 1, 2010 21:02:13 GMT -5
"She's lacking in them," Aleenya said. "I think it's the time I hit her on the head... hard... when she was about 16."
Allie frowned at the memory.
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