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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 0:55:50 GMT -5
His eye twitched slightly a dark smile on his face. "Tell me when.." he almost growled as he plowed his fist into her stomach. He turned his mind off at that point, he couldn't, wouldn't think about what he was doing. He reminded himself it was for everyone's wellbeing. Wellbeing, maybe, but not for his piece of mind.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 0:58:56 GMT -5
Murder choaked back a scream, biting her lip hard enough to make it bleed. She wasn't going to scream, and she wasn't going to cry. She had to do this. Only way to keep them off Flanna for a bit, and to save her own damn life.
"Face..." She had to have some cuts or brusies on her arms and face if Nick was to believe she had been incapacitated. She knew his type well.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 1:04:58 GMT -5
His eyes narrowed ever slightly as he backhanded her hard across the face. He winced inwardly at what he was doing. His sisters would have his hide for this. He hit her again, knowing he was leaving marks and bruises he'd most likely pay for. At least, he'd make sure he paid for them.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 1:07:28 GMT -5
"Stop." Murder bit out, knowing that it was probably enough...more than she had planned on...but that may work out to be better.
She finally let her knees give out, sliding to the ground, trying to catch her breath again. She closed her eyes, and kept telling herself this was the right thing to do.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 1:14:01 GMT -5
He instatnly stepped back, his breathing was a bit ragged. There was something in his eyes, he growled and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her to her feet, catching her chin between his fingers so he could survey the damage he'd caused. "You're face will swell," he said flatly. All inflection had left his voice. He held her a moment until he was sure she could stand on her own and backed away. He didn't have anything to say, he'd done as she'd asked and yet he felt like the lowest grade of human for doing so.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 1:19:52 GMT -5
"...I know." She said it in a manner that this wasn't the first time she had been hit. Father wasn't fond of 'talking' out punishments. The pain she felt right now was bad, but bearable.
She smiled weakly. "...Thanks. Probably saved my life here." She walked over to him and leaned up, kissing him on the cheek. She chuckled darkly at the blood she left there.
"..I owe you." She said softly, walking towards the street again. Amazingly, she was feeling quite herself. It hurt her a bit to know that Wolf seemed conflicted...but it was what it was. He was helping a friend, and she needed compensation. That compensation was her beating.
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Post by woflsbain on Sept 25, 2006 1:27:50 GMT -5
He blinked at the kiss, feeling her blood on his cheek, he made no move to wipe it away as he walked back out to where Flanna was standing. At that point his did brush his sleeve across his face, smearing the blood a bit before he grabbed Flanna's hand and went to find Razor.
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Post by muder on Sept 25, 2006 1:30:43 GMT -5
Murder watched for a moment, genuinely happy that Flanna was getting away.
...but there was still that sneaky suspicion that Wolf was...just too familiar for his own damn good...especially after that mess of confliction on his face.
She shook it off. She had to go into the lions den now.
Murder just hoped all this had been worth it.
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