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Post by muder on Sept 18, 2006 0:46:33 GMT -5
Murder paused, weighing her options...she could go in for the 'kill' then walk away...but that might be too obvious.
This was chess to the upmost, and she was determined to play it as well as she could.
And she was hardly ever bested.
She pulled out a card, wrote quickly, and held up.
Moonlight also allows one to shift in the shadows, change shape, Wolfie.
No one could ever really pin down Murder's true 'self'...she bet Wolf here was the same. She was determined to take a step back. This kid was an unknown. Instead she took a step forward.
Damn.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 18, 2006 0:58:05 GMT -5
He took a step forward, a wild card. She was a wild card. And she was dangerous, but the former gypsy couldn't bring himself to walk away. What she said made sense, people used the shadows the night made to hide. It was easy to change your shape. He knew that well, the masks people changed like they were in a never ending mascade ball. Switching one mask for another in order to hide what they really were. He looked down at her.
"The shadows shift constantly, Miss Murder," he said softly, he made no move to intrude on her personal space. He kept a distance. Watching her for a weapon of some kind.
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Post by muder on Sept 18, 2006 1:07:43 GMT -5
Murder paused musing on his comment before writing on a card,
...As do you and I...
She leaned up towards his lips, hers only inches from his. Her golden green eyes met his grey ones, before she smirked, and leaning in for what seemed to be a kiss...she pulled back, tapping him on the nose with her finger.
She suddenly stepped back, a soft smile playing across her face--it was the first geuine one she had given him. She gave a small curtsey/bow, before nodding, turing to walk down the street.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 18, 2006 1:12:50 GMT -5
He blinked and stood there a moment. As soon as Wolf was sure she was gone he let out a laugh. Laughing was so rare coming from him it felt strange at first. Then he shook his head idolly as he headed off in the direction he had been headed. He'd remember little Miss Murder. That was for sure.
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Post by muder on Sept 24, 2006 23:48:06 GMT -5
<<new day>>
Murder sighed, walking towards the Bronx Raconteurs headquarters. A shorter female was walking to her left, Murder's hand clamped tightly on the other's arm. She was a pretty sort, short black hair bobbed just above her shoulders, but she looked a bit destroyed, her skin too pale, bruises dotting her skin, and her eyes...were like that of a dolls. Empty.
Murder was returning Flanna to Nick, and as unhappy as the task was, she had to do what she had to do. Better Flanna than her, she thought. Patting her side, she felt the gun Nicholas had given her, hoping she wouldnt have to use it. She hated to cause a scene.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 24, 2006 23:59:44 GMT -5
Wolf was wondering down the street, his knuckles were a bit bruised from the nose he'd just broken in an attempt to get some kind of information about his sister. He was coming towards them, seeing little Miss Murder a small smirk graced his face before his eyes fell on the girl at her side. Curioursity was his mistress as he walked up to Murder.
"Pleasure to see you again, little Miss Murder," he said, his eyes like the fog that rolled in off the bay in San Francisco. His eyes settled on the girl a moment. "Who may I inquire is this?"
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:03:30 GMT -5
Murder immediately stiffened and pulled out a card.
None of your damn business...
She couldnt have discractions...and Wolf was definitely a big one. She met his eyes with her impassioned green ones, hoping he would leave them be.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 0:10:06 GMT -5
Wolf's eyes flickered back to Flanna, he reached out quick as lightening and snagged the girl's arm. He knew then that this was Flanna. "I promised my friend if I saw her I'd get her home to him safe.." He tugged Flanna behind him, standing between Murder and his freind's girl. He glanced down at Flanna. "Razor and I go way back." he tried to rassure her. She looked like a battered dog, Razor was going to be a mess. Or, more of a mess then he already was.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:13:05 GMT -5
It was in that moment when he grabbed Flanna and pushed her behind him, that Murder's whole demeanour changed. She her eyes went cold, and in a flash she pulled out the pistol, holding it tightly in her hands, it trained on Wolf's head.
This wasn't a game. As much as she wanted Flanna free, she was her leverage. If Murder showed up without Flanna--she'd become just like the girl hiding behind Wolf, impassive.
"...give her back or I put a bullet between your eyes."
Her voice was low and sultry, surprisingly steady for being unused for years.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 0:22:31 GMT -5
Wolf smirked a bit, his old habits coming back to him in a second after having a gun trained on him.Just like old times his inner voice snarled. He narrowed his eyes at her, he'd always been dangerous, but when faced with a gun. Wolf reache dout and grabbed the gun roughly, tearing it from her hands with a scowl. He didn't say a word as he held the gun a moment before he tossed it across the street with a growl.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:25:45 GMT -5
Murder didn't even flinch when she lost the gun. Clearly....he had some gang experience as well. She was always learning something more about him...but she shook her head. She had a very pressing situation to deal with.
"...I can't let you take her. I'm not going to end up like her." She reached down and pulled a knife from her boot. She was ever the resourceful one.
If Flanna was taken, she had no idea what Nick would do to her.
She kept her eyes trained on him, while her brain flew, trying to find and answer.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 0:34:52 GMT -5
He narrowed his eyes darkly at her. "I don't intend on going back on my word. So.. " he looked at her knife and raised and eyebrow. "Make a decision.."
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:37:00 GMT -5
Murder blinked...and came to something that would make them all happy.
She would (hopefully) end up free from a Nick punishment, Flanna would get away...
She put the knife back in her shoe. "...I need you to hit me." She hoped he would understand. The fact she was even talking to him showed something...
Her eyes were glittering with passion. She was a bit...nervous, but not scared. It was what it was.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 0:48:03 GMT -5
Wolf blinked a couple times, thinking about this as he did. He looked back at the girl that meant his freind's life and sighed, shaking his head before he focused on Murder. "... not in the street.." he said darkly, understanding her reasons.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:50:45 GMT -5
Murder nodded, shooting a glance at Flanna. She just stood there, staring off into nothing, not moving at all.
She moved into a darkened alley way, placing herself against the wall. "Hate that it comes to this..." She smirked darkily. "...you can't go easy..."
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