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Post by Prince on Aug 13, 2006 20:31:06 GMT -5
Under everything, is the dark, damp, and shadowed basement. A single light bulb, and no windows. Not the most congenial looking place in the world.
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Post by arianette on Aug 14, 2006 21:22:14 GMT -5
Ariannette was tied to a chair in the basement, but still managed to look regal, despite her hair being disheveled and her clothing a bit ary. She had, to her chagrin, puked once, but manged to make it hit to the side, and none of it got on her.
Damn them..
She was scared and unsure how to react yet. But the French in her was kicking in--she was trying to be strong.
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Post by nicky on Aug 14, 2006 21:36:52 GMT -5
Nick continued down into the basement where he found Araiannette. His eyebrows went up as he made his way over to her. "Oh... oh she's very nice looking," he said as he circled around her once. He was admiring her curves and her hair. "I have to hand it to you Nicholas, you've out done yourself with this one." He stopped right infront of her and leaned over to take a good look at her face and everything in her front in general. "Hello there miss..." he said his eyes meeting hers and a sly smile forming on his face. "Aren't you a sight...?"
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Post by arianette on Aug 14, 2006 21:39:54 GMT -5
Aria's face turned into a sneer as she spit in his face. "...get out of my face, scum." He was handsome, but she could see the crueltly in him.
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Post by nicky on Aug 14, 2006 21:45:51 GMT -5
Nick pulled back in surprise. He hadn't been expecting that. "Why you little-" he stood up and wiped off his face. He pulled back his hand and let it fly right at her face hitting her hard. "You picked the wrong person anger missy, trust me on that one." If she wanted proof of that he had but to show her Flanna, which he would do in a heart beat. He could make this woman worse than Flanna looked easily.
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Post by arianette on Aug 14, 2006 21:50:42 GMT -5
Aria's head went flying, and she only managed to stay upright by gripping the chair tightly. She spit out a bit of blood, her eyes widening both in fear and determination.
"..hit a girl when she's tied up. Real manly." She looked up at him, her voice a bit shakey. "...takes a real man to hit a woman..."
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Post by nicky on Aug 14, 2006 21:59:04 GMT -5
"I suppose it takes a real man to kill a defenseless child too?" he said with no smile at all to be found on his face. "Especially when it hasn't even been born yet. Care to test it?" he asked her warningly. He would go through with it too, no doubting that.
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Post by arianette on Aug 14, 2006 22:01:06 GMT -5
Ariannette shut up. Quickly. The fight simply slipped out of her. "...fine. ...what...what are you going to do with me?" She sat there, tight lipped, staring back at this man.
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Post by nick on Aug 14, 2006 22:04:05 GMT -5
Nicholas had been standing at the top of the stairs with Flanna, only now coming down, Flanna close behind.
"We are going to keep you here, Ariannette. To make sure your darling Carter doesn't try and hinder our operations." He paused. "...if you behave, we will put a mattress in here and allow you free reign of the basement, without harming you."
"Or." He paused. "If you keep trying to be a little ...witch...I'll let Nick take care of things." He looked over at Nick meaningfully. "He is a master at his craft.."
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Post by nicky on Aug 14, 2006 22:13:04 GMT -5
Nick smiled and motioned to his most recent work. "Ariannette, I'm not sure if you've met Flanna, but she's a... friend of mine, he said with a snear motioning to the newly transformed girl. "And if you'd like to look like her... keep it up," he said his smile falling to a glare.
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Post by arianette on Aug 15, 2006 21:23:52 GMT -5
Ariannette looked to Flanna with a sympathetic eye. The girl looked dead inside, and worked over quite a bit on the outside.
"No...I don't think I want to look like that." She shut her mouth. She had to protect her child now. Thats what really mattered.
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Post by nick on Aug 15, 2006 21:28:49 GMT -5
Nicholas smirked. "Oh Nick...you got her to see the light. I knew you could." He clapped Nick on the back.
"Ariannette, lovely, you will get one phone call a week to your darling Police man--if you say anything about how we are treating you, besides, fine, we will make sure you are _not_ fine." His eyes sparkled evilly at her.
He wasn't kidding.
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Post by nicky on Aug 15, 2006 21:47:22 GMT -5
Nick smiled. "I think I oughta be headin' home, before someone shows up and I ain't there to greet them. But you'll be hearing from me Nicholas." He glanced back at Aria. "You've got a pretty girl on her hands, I trust you'll take good care of her." He nodded before he took Flanna towards him once again, leading her towards the door. He was holding her tight enough to give her another bruise, but it was juts a percaution... nothing personal.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 29, 2006 21:31:06 GMT -5
New day:
Ace slid into the basement, looking around a bit. He had gone straight upstairs to bring Flanna down, and he made sure he was behind her before he continued down, finally stepping on the floor.
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Post by arianette on Aug 29, 2006 21:35:11 GMT -5
Ariannette looked up from her book at her small bed and light. "...Daniel! What the hell are you doing here?" She stood up and stormed over. "You...joined them didn't you!" She shook her finger at him. "You better have a good answer for this!"
She softened a bit when she saw that poor girl again. "...and why did you bring her down?"
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