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Post by Prince on Aug 13, 2006 18:04:09 GMT -5
The upper part of Nick's headquarters. This is where the beds are, as well as the washroom.
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Post by muder on Oct 10, 2006 23:30:34 GMT -5
Murder sat on one of the beds, needing to talk to Nick, but didn't really want to seek him out. Hopefully he would come to her.
Things were a mess--she would try and fix them. Regardless the consequences.
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Post by nicky on Oct 15, 2006 1:51:12 GMT -5
Nick came up the stairs after a long day of "work." He saw Murder sitting on the bed looking like something was wrong. Though... he did find that a lot of people recently looked like this, he often didn't wonder why and just shrugged it off. But if she kept up this look and act it would cut into their profits, so he had to do something. He walked into the room towards her.
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Post by muder on Oct 17, 2006 12:32:17 GMT -5
Murder sat up, smirking at Nick. Clearly she was going to have to play her cards right to get out of this place and fool him. And she could do it...if she did it right.
She pulled a large amount of cash and jewerly out of her pockets, handing it to Nick.
Made this in two hours yesterday..but I was wondering...I think I might try my hand in Queens. Richer people there....
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Post by nicky on Oct 18, 2006 22:33:12 GMT -5
He took it from her looking it over. "Queens huh?" he thought for a minute. You know, she had a point, there were quite a few wealthy people in Queens. And Nicholas would keep an eye on her, surely. But then again, he had let Flanna go. He'd have to take her there personally, and make sure they kept an eye on her. "You think you could huh?" he said coldly. He looked at her. "I might be able to arrange that."
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Post by muder on Oct 18, 2006 22:43:26 GMT -5
Murder smiled softly, not the annoying smirk she used last time.
I've never failed you Nick. You know that.
This would be the best for the Raconteurs.
You know I'm one of your best.
This is what I do.
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Post by nicky on Oct 18, 2006 23:00:22 GMT -5
He thought for a moment as he put the money and jewels into his pockets. "Alright, but I'm takin' youse dere myself. From dere you'll be left in Nicholas' hands. If you can handle that, then I suppose it could be done."
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Post by muder on Oct 19, 2006 11:35:53 GMT -5
Murder snorted. This was perfect. She could easily manipulate Nicholas into letting her walk back to Nicks....adn then just disappear for a while.
She nodded showing that was fine.
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Post by nicky on Oct 19, 2006 12:30:54 GMT -5
He nodded to her in return as he walked towards the door. "You want to go now I assume?" he said glancing over his shoulder at her. "If so... come on," he said as he left the room.
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Post by muder on Oct 19, 2006 14:51:13 GMT -5
Murder hid a smirk, and followed Nick out the door.
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 16:18:32 GMT -5
"Ya really think that's gonna work?" Wes asked her in a low tone. The two men lead her to the stairs and started taking her up. After a long... and hard struggle they reached the top and continued towards Nick's private room.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 16:20:38 GMT -5
SlingShot kept struggling and after a moment planted her feet firmly on the ground, trying to stop them. She still knew they were both much stronger than her, but she refused to ever NOT put up a fight. Even if it wasn't worth it...
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 16:29:34 GMT -5
They drug her if need be, all the way to Nick's room. They made their way over to a closet and Nick flung open the door. "You wanna run away? Let's see ya do it from in here." There were no windows, no lights, and only one way out, which was the door. He intended to keep her in here until she was too hungry to fight, or gave in all together.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 16:32:30 GMT -5
SlingShot screamed as he opened the door to the closet. She had several claustraphobia issues and that was NOT where she wanted to be. She struggled harder. "NO!" she shouted, aiming yet another kick at Nick's leg. "No no no no no!!!"
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 21:30:51 GMT -5
That kick was hard enough for Nick to let her go, but Wes didn't lose his grip and tried to shove her back into the closet. Nick was cursing like a sailor at the girl. He bit his lip as he got the pain pushed back to the back of his mind and moved back towards the two of them, bound and determined to get her into this closet.
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(c)Red