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Post by Ridge on Sept 26, 2015 3:30:52 GMT
Charlie squeezed his eyes shut as he steadied himself and her. "Who the hell taught you to drive?!" he grit his teeth and he reached out instinctively, grabbing her hand. He was glad that his back was to the mirror, and being on his side he blocked Monica's view of Tae. Tightening his grip, he tried to calm down.
"Relax, we're here already. Geez someone is talkative today." She took a curve before pumping the breaks once they reached the building.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 4:59:03 GMT
"Who the hell taught you to drive?!"
"Relax, we're here already. Geez someone is talkative today."
Tae heard the voices and distantly felt a jolt, but nothing in her moved still. She was fighting through the sludge that was in her thoughts.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 5:18:18 GMT
Charlie exhaled when the car finally stopped. The words 'breathe' and 'calm down' repeated in his mind. He tensed as he heard the door open. Feeling a intrusive hand grab his arm, he was pulled out of the van backwards. His eyes widened as he realized it wasn't her grabbing him but someone else.
"Now lets take a good long look at the girl Charles, for you won't see her again. She pulled the girl up by her neck and threw her on the ground. Reaching in her pocket she pulled a gun out and pointed it at her.
Charlie felt a bead of sweat roll against his cheek. "There's no need for that. She's already dead. "
She changed her aim to her leg and pulled the trigger. "Then she won't feel that. Right?" she walked forward and placed the gun below his chin. "Now will you manage to make it to her in time? Or will you watch someone else die?"
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 5:27:25 GMT
"Now lets take a good long look at the girl Charles, for you won't see her again."
"There's no need for that. She's already dead. "
"Then she won't feel that. Right? Now will you manage to make it to her in time? Or will you watch someone else die?"
The voices were slightly louder in her head, and finally, through the fog, she was able to remember what was happening. She heard the click of a gun, and the the shot, and in the back of her mind she felt the pain blossom and the urge to shout, but not a sound left her, nor did a muscle twitch. And it was thanks to whatever Charlie had given her that she was able to withstand the pain. At least for now.
We're meant to get away, she reminded herself. I'm to play dead, and he'll pull me away. But if I have to... Her thought trailed as she began thinking about the next moves, if she needed to take them.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 5:42:48 GMT
"Now will you manage to make it to her in time? Or will you watch someone else die?"
Charlie flinched at the noise and he glared up at her. "I don't know what you're talking about." Inwardly he was weighing his options. It was about now that she should stop breathing. He had to get them out of here somehow.
"Oh don't you? Surely you haven't forgotten the nomad couple? How did they die again? Oh yes now I remember. They perished at my hands. "
His eyes widened and he jerked against the offending hand. Getting himself free he ran towards Monica, but intending on reaching Tae.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 6:17:53 GMT
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh don't you? Surely you haven't forgotten the nomad couple? How did they die again? Oh yes now I remember. They perished at my hands. "
Now the voices were clear, but the weight she had felt before was stronger, but this time, it was weighing heavier on her chest. Her sides twitched for a breath that she couldn't take, and inside her head things were growing heavy and sluggish again, and everything throbbed.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 6:26:14 GMT
Monica raised her gun and pulled the trigger again, the bullet grazing his ear before another was aimed at his shoulder.
Charlie jerked some as the bullet was embedded in his shoulder but he moved forward- desperate hands reaching for the gun. One, two fingers grasped the metal before a struggle to gain control erupted. Throwing his other hand back, he swung at her head. As she avoided the hit, he ducked under her arm. Maneuvering around her he reached Tae and fell to his knees. Gently he tilted her chin back and started CPR.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 6:29:54 GMT
Another shot rang out and caught her attention, and she desperately latched on to the sound as everything else kept fading. Then she felt a strangling pressure in her chest, one she desperately clung to as she fought off the black.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 6:39:48 GMT
Monica laughed. "Oh come now. You're really chasing a lost cause. Can't brink back the dead. " She raised her foot and kicked him repeatedly in the ribs.
Charlie pumped her chest another time before the impact of the kick was felt. Rolling a foot away, his hand reached out to stop the momentum-only to receive more. As her foot came down he grabbed it, using the moment to throw her off balance. Scrambling to his feet he crawled back before lowering his mouth to meet hers. After a few seconds of blowing he rose back up and moved back to pumping. "Breathe damn it. "
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 6:43:34 GMT
"Breathe damn it. "
Distant footsteps, the pressure disappeared, and in the back of her mind, she panicked. But the moment it came back, she felt something rush through her lungs, and who knew air could have tasted so good. She gasps, her eyes snapping open but unfocused as she wheezed, her hands twitching at her sides and grasping the wrists near her chest.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 6:55:39 GMT
Charlie felt fingers touch his wrist and he stopped. Breathing heavily he turned to smile at her, though it was light. It didn't last long as he was once again picked up.
Monica chuckled as she waved a hand. "Take her inside. Its about time we had an audience, don't you think so Charles? " she dragged him into the building.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 7:08:01 GMT
"Take her inside. Its about time we had an audience, don't you think so Charles? "
Her hands were frantic a moment when she felt his wrists leave her grasp, and she groans and rolls over, pushing herself up a little before she feels hands snatch her arms and jerk her up, and she struggles to get her feet under her, the throb in her thigh stronger now that the drug was wearing off.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 16, 2015 15:31:39 GMT
Take her inside. Its about time we had an audience, don't you think so Charles? "
Charlie struggled to get his footing when they were inside. He heard the door shut and he panicked. "Monica leave her out of this! She has nothing to do with it. "
Monica laughed a moment. "Oh honey, she has everything to do with this." Figuring out he was just going to struggle she sighed, managing to get his shirt off. "And here I thought I had broken your spirit. Oh well just have to start from scratch. " Placing him in the middle of the room she sat him in front of two thin pillers four feet apart. "Drop your arms even the slightest and ill kill her. "
Charlie exhaled putting his hands on each pillar in a death grip. Hearing shuffling to his right he turned his head in that direction and smiled fleetingly. After a second he felt an object come in contact with his back and he cried out as pain shot up his back. Why? Hadn't all the nerves in his back been destroyed? He hadn't felt anything in his back for years. Curling slightly, he started to let go- only to readjust his hands.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 16, 2015 17:29:10 GMT
Tae was working her way out of the haze as she was dragged inside, bent forward a little as her arms were pinned behind her back. She blinked away the blur from her eyes, and the moment she saw clearly what was happening, she tensed, gaze sharpening as the life returned to her limbs.
"Monica leave her out of this! She has nothing to do with it. "
"Oh honey, she has everything to do with this. And here I thought I had broken your spirit. Oh well just have to start from scratch. Drop your arms even the slightest and ill kill her. "
And as his shirt came off, her breath hitched and her eyes widened, locked with the tattoo on his back. "No," she murmured, comparing it mentally to the one on her side. And when the object came into contact with it, her knees buckled as a sharp pain radiated from the tattoo, knocking the breath from her lungs as she cringed. She remembered the times that she felt a similar pain, but it was never this strong. It used to be only a dull throb, more of a nuance than anything. But now, she knew the reason why.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 17, 2015 2:55:46 GMT
Monica sat down the object to the other two previously used. "Well i must say Charles, you still excel at following orders. You may relax for the time being. "
Charlie exhaled before his arms fell to his sides and he doubled over in pain. Eyes flicking up in a defiant glare, he struggled to breathe properly.
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