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| III. Let It Whip | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 20 2012, 11:27 AM (6,081 Views) | |
| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 06:43 PM Post #481 |
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A man hopped out from behind the crate. He was the scarred man from before. At some point, he had shed his worker clothes and now wore a purple tuxedo vest--and a tie of the same color--over a white dress shirt, as well as black dress pants and dress shoes (presumably, he had worn these beneath the clothes he had arrived in earlier that day, when dropping off supplies for the V-Squad). He strode up, smiling. "Miss Fiona. You look gorgeous tonight." He began smoothing his hair with the hand that held a knife. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 06:48 PM Post #482 |
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"I don't know nor care how you got in, but you have 5 seconds to leave." Fiona threatened through gritted teeth. She obviously remembered this creep and was suddenly regretting not ending his pathetic life earlier. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 06:51 PM Post #483 |
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"You don't have to pretend with me. It's okay that you're into me too. Angie never has to know." He walked around her slowly so that he blocked the way towards the door she'd come through. He started walking toward her very slowly. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 06:59 PM Post #484 |
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Fiona glanced around for a escape route. She'd have to go up if should couldn't go around. She started stepping back from him. If she could get him as far away from the door as possible she could at least get up and over and trigger the alarm. "I'm warning you. I will kill you if you take one more step." She sneered. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 07:05 PM Post #485 |
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He smiled. He held up something shiny and silver in his hand. A cigarette lighter. "Are you scared of fire? Most people are. And rightfully so, I say. It would be a shame if this whole place accidentally went up tonight. Do you smell that?" He smiled and nodded to the floor. There was a circle of wetness on the cement floor, a circle that surrounded them as well as the crate, reeking of gasoline. "Now, I know you don't want to fight me, because my hand might slip. Then we would both be in trouble." |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 07:13 PM Post #486 |
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Fiona backed up stopping when her back hit against the crate. She could feel her heart thumping hard. Most people were scared of fire. She was terrified. She suddenly felt very trapped. "I'm serious. Back off or else." She tried to sound intimiating but it didn't quite work. She felt a small amount of fear slip out in her voice. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 07:23 PM Post #487 |
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He stepped toward her again, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "This can go smoothly, or it can go spectacularly. I win the game either way!" |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 07:30 PM Post #488 |
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Fiona wanted to move back some more but had no where to go. She could feel her heart rate increase more and more. "Please just leave. Leave and I won't tell a soul you were here." |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 07:39 PM Post #489 |
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"After I went through all this trouble to set up a little romance tonight? Can't do that, blondie." He backed her against the crate, laying a hand on the side of it, blocking part of the way for her. With the knife, he stroked a path across her cheek (just barely avoiding cutting her) and with it, tucked her hair behind her ear. "You stood out to me. How could I miss a feisty fighter like you? You should consider it an honor that I choose you." He grinned and took her face in his free hand. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 07:45 PM Post #490 |
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Fiona stared at him. The look of fear was unmistakable no matter how hard she tried to conseal it. "What do you want with me?" She asked voice catching. She knew she;d regret what ever answer he gave. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 08:00 PM Post #491 |
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"I wanna make you mine," he said, as if surprised she hadn't guessed already. But perhaps she had. "If you get bored, my advice is...close your eyes and think of England." He winked, using the old saying. He grabbed her and pulled her down to the cold cement floor behind the crate. They were surrounded by the ring of gasoline, which could easily become a ring of fire should she fend him off. But her terror of fire prevented this. So the frightening psychopath with the scars got what he came for. * * * After dinner, Angelica took Scarlett to her nursery and changed her into her pajamas. She put her in bed and tucked her in. There were no bedtime stories or playtime when it came to this mother, but she did have her maternal moments. She went to the bedroom she and Fiona shared, expecting the other woman to be there. But she wasn't. An hour had already passed. Was she still angry? They'd had worse disagreements before. Maybe she was visiting one of the others. Angelica decided she'd smooth it over with her fiancee somehow, perhaps with a bit of romance. But before she retired for the night, she wanted to be sure that all matters in the base were taken care of. She consulted with the high-up employees about security. They confirmed the base hadn't been breached. She hadn't been worried about that, but it was a relief to know anyway. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 08:21 PM Post #492 |
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Fiona was sat up in the same position he'd left her. She'd pulled what as left of her clothes back on and just sat there. She was shaking from the cold, or the fear or the anger she wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of anything really, she just felt numb. She hadn't even cried, she couldn't. It took a while for her head to tell her to even stand up, get out. But where to go? She couldn't go outside and couldn't face anyone inside and couldn't stay where she was. She felt even more trapped than before. Finally her legs lifted her into a standing posistion. Somehow she managed to walk to the room she shared with Angelica and somehow made her way into the bathroom. She couldn't remember how she managed it but now she found herself huddled naked in the corner of the shower with cold water pouring on her. She looked to the bathroom door. It was locked, no-one could get her here at least. She laid her head on her knees and so desprately wanted to cry it out, but couldn't. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 08:38 PM Post #493 |
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Sometime later, Angelica returned to their quarters. She could hear the showering running in the bathroom and knew Fiona was in there. She put away her tablet computer in a drawer and went to the closet, taking out a small silk nightgown. If she slept in any clothes at all, it was always something silk and sensual. Just like her own personality. She wondered how long Fiona had been showering. She prepared for bed slowly, wanting to wait to talk to her, to make sure Fiona wasn't angry. She dreaded what it would mean if she was. Then again, her fiancee rarely stayed upset with her for long, especially over a small disagreement. Angelica sat on the bed. |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 9 2012, 08:52 PM Post #494 |
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Fiona couldn't bring herself to leave the bathroom. She didn't want to face anyone and she felt safe. Hidding away where no-one could get her. Where she didn't have to hide how she felt to avoid questions. |
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| Kayla | Aug 9 2012, 08:59 PM Post #495 |
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Angelica glanced at the clock on her sidetable. Thirty minutes since she had walked into the bedroom. And Fiona was still showering. She stood and walked to the bathroom door. She knocked. "Fiona." |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 10 2012, 02:52 AM Post #496 |
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Fiona stared at the door, fear washing over her. It took a few moments for the voice to register in her mind. It was Angelica, not a threat. Slightly relieved, she tried to make sense of what to do next. Her mind was saying answer and pretend everything is fine. Her body and her voice however were not so convinced. Finally she managed a weak but loud. "What?" |
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| Kayla | Aug 10 2012, 11:23 AM Post #497 |
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The creeping worry she had felt before now spiked at the irregular tone of her fiancee's voice. If she had suspected before that something was wrong, she now knew for a fact. She thought about Fiona disappearing for all that time after Angelica had sent her to the delivery hangar. There had been a security breach. Nothing was found and the base was safe. Or so she'd been informed. Keeping her voice level and calm, she asked, "Are you okay?" |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 10 2012, 01:12 PM Post #498 |
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Fiona blinked, a single tear finally fell down her cheek. She wanted to scream as loud as she could, and fight with everything she had, but still her body wouldn't co-operate with her mind. She sat back so her back touched the wall of the shower behind. She wrapped her arms around herself. With her head resting against the wall she looked at the door. Realising now it was blurry, tears were properly forming now. And she felt helpless to do anything. Even bring herself to Tell Angelica. After a few moments she finally mustered a "I'm Fine." although it didn't sound very convincing, she just hoped Angelica would leave. |
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| Kayla | Aug 10 2012, 01:29 PM Post #499 |
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She didn't like the sound of that lie, not at all. Angelica turned the door handle. It was locked. "Fiona, open this door." |
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| lost_dark_soul | Aug 10 2012, 01:52 PM Post #500 |
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"Just go away." Fiona said mustering a small amount of strength behind her voice. |
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