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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 22:04:30 GMT -5
SlingShot kicked out at him again as he came near, but missed because she was busy trying to wrestle Wes off of her. "God damnit why do you want me in the closet?!?", she screamed at Nick as he came closer.
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 22:39:49 GMT -5
"Easy... get you to shut up, and calm down!" he growled as he grabbed her other arm. Wes and Nick gave SlingShot a hard shove towards the closet and let go quickly. Wes reached to the door to grab it and close it before she could escape, and if she tried Nick was waiting for her if she tried to run.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 23:07:11 GMT -5
As soon as they let her go, SlingShot attempted to run out of the closet, passing Wes who hadn't yet managed to close the door. She didn't look up and ran for the door without a second thought about it.
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 23:31:56 GMT -5
As she ran by Nick ran up behind her and slipped an arm around her waist, and another around her neck restraining her in this way he moved her back towards the closet. "Struggle and you might just strangle yourself to death," he said fiercely into her ear.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 23:36:05 GMT -5
SlingShot winced at his words, realizing that she had to stop if she wanted her life. She fearfully allowed him to lead her towards the closet, having no other choice in mind. She was terrified of going in there. She didn't like small spaces or the dark. And she was afraid that if they put her in there she'd never come out again...
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Post by nicky on Oct 26, 2006 23:43:41 GMT -5
Nick lead her over to the closet and shoved her inside and Wes closed the door quickly after her, keeping her in the dark room, with only the light coming through from under the door to guide her. That was much better in Nicks' mind. He nodded a thanks to Wes. Nick leaned against the closet door, and Wes headed for the door frame to the room to just wait and see what happened. "Now..." Nick said intensely to her, though it didn't sound angry or evil, but it wasn not nice or gentle either, "are you going to behave?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 26, 2006 23:46:33 GMT -5
SlingShot watched, terrified as the door closed and she was plunged into utter darkness with no escape. She sat down just on the other side of the door to be closest to the only tiny bit of light that entered. She didn't answer for a few minutes, and a few tears streamed down her face as she fought with herself. She finally gave in and uttered a quiet "yes" She did'nt want to be kept in the small closet, and at least if they let her out she could tyr to find a way to escape.
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Post by nicky on Oct 27, 2006 8:09:23 GMT -5
"Promise? Because I won't tolerate this anymore," he said. He couldn't help but smile a bit to Wes, for he had won, he got what he wanted. That and he delighted in the pain of others, and he could clearly hear the sadness in her voice. Besides, if she threw a fit again he could easily cut off her hair, or just put her back in the closet.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 28, 2006 15:32:46 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded, then spoke out loud, her voice barely audible. "I promise", she told him in defeat. And what else could she do? She didn't like the way he made her feel like an item, a possesion instead of a person. That he owned her, she was stuck and could never leave.
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Post by nicky on Oct 28, 2006 16:15:26 GMT -5
But that had been Nick's intention, to treat her like that all along. Nick was a fair actor, but when his real chracter came out, he could be a total jerk. "Alright," he said. "Wes... go downstairs would you?" he asked him, and Wes nodded and left the room. Nick opened the door and looked inside. "Now, you won't be running anymore, will you?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 28, 2006 16:17:00 GMT -5
SlingShot looked up in terror as Nick opened the door to the closet. She quickly moved her gaze to the groud and shook her head no. Wether or not that would end up being the truth... she didn't know. She also was feeling like he wouldn't be making that option very open.
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Post by nicky on Oct 28, 2006 16:22:19 GMT -5
"Good," he said as he opened the door a little wider. "So, will you be going to your room then? Or I could as Wes to come and play cards with you, or spend time with you as well," he said with a slight nod. After all, he could be a little hospitable. She had free roam of the building, but beyond that... he'd have to see.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 29, 2006 18:17:56 GMT -5
She stood and didn't answer, heading towards the door to go to her room. She had never looked for her old clothing and she wanted it. She hated the dress and once again wondered why she had let him get her into it.
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Post by nicky on Oct 29, 2006 18:38:37 GMT -5
He watched her walk towards her room, defeated. "That's just fine then. You need anything you just let me or Wes know. We'll see what we can do about it. Enjoy your stay," he said with a slight smirk to her. He closed the closet door and smiled as he watched her walk away.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Oct 29, 2006 18:45:38 GMT -5
SlingShot headed down the hall without another word the the room she had been in earlier. She sighed and searched the room for her clothing, coming up with no results. She sighed and sat on the bed facing the mirror still propped up on the table. She frowned and violently wiped off all the makeup that covered her face. She longed to take off the dress, but there was nothing else to put on except another dress. She sat on the bed for a moment, looking around the room. She spotted the window and brightened for a moment. This was her last chance for escape. She got up quickly and closed her door, frowning that there was no lock on it. She then crossed the room to the window and opened it, surprised that it was unlocked. She looked down the two stories, contemplating a way out. As she leaned against the window sill it let out a loud crack and gave in, causing her to fall partway out the window. She screamed and found herself stuck because of the burden of the dress. She held on to the outside as tight as she could, trying frantically to get back into her room before anyone came to investigate the noise.
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