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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 2:33:08 GMT
Monica grunted as the fall jarred her shoulder. "Ill kill you!" she swung her other arm back and landed a punch in his stomach.
Charlie coughed before rolling with her. Barely managing to get above her, he scrambled to hold her arms down. However he had very few fights, and forgot to watch for her legs.
Monica smirked before kicking out, effectively throwing him off.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 3:16:34 GMT
"Ill kill you!"
Tae waits a moment longer, and when Charlie is kicked away, her darker, more deadly side showed. "No, you won't." She lunges forward, lifting the blade up as she drops and drives it through Monica's chest, landing on top of her and uses her weight to shove it further, her other hand pressing on the hilt. Her face hovers inches over the woman, black hair creating a curtain as her green eyes burn through the woman's gaze. "Your reign is over."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 3:29:35 GMT
"No, you won't."
Monica started to get up, eyes widening as she felt the knife enter her chest. Her usually smirking face turned into one that of fury mixed with shock.
"Your reign is over."
As a face appeared in her vision she laughed. "Maybe. But do you think you're up for keeping him in check? He's quite a handful."
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 3:59:32 GMT
"Maybe. But do you think you're up for keeping him in check? He's quite a handful."
A small smirk played at her lips, at the statement. "I have no doubt," she murmurs, jerking the blade a little before she lets it go, pushing herself up. She stumbles back from the woman, watching her closely. Blood stained a hand and she wipes it off on her uninjured leg with a few movements.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 4:17:23 GMT
"I have no doubt,"
Charlie got up and moved forward his eyes shadowed. "For years, you've put me through hell. I think its time I returned the favor. " Hovering over her he pulled his fists back and started hitting her.
Monica's head turned back and forth as his hit became relentless.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 4:22:27 GMT
"For years, you've put me through hell. I think its time I returned the favor. "
Tae looks away for a few minutes, though once the beating grows more harsh, she steps over and gently grabs Charlie's wrists from behind, murmuring, "Even with the amount of wrongs she committed, even with the hate you have for her, wasting energy on a corpse won't change the past."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 4:48:44 GMT
Even with the amount of wrongs she committed, even with the hate you have for her, wasting energy on a corpse won't change the past."
Charlie paused, just now realizing that she was no longer breathing. After a second, he turned his head to the one holding his wrists with wild unseeing eyes. Moments later his breathing returned to normal as his features shadowed. "No but I felt the need to do it."
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 4:53:08 GMT
"No but I felt the need to do it."
"I understand." She releases him and stands, unsteady on her feet with a hand pressing against her thigh, the other taking one of his hands to help him up. "Come on. We'd best get out of here before her lankies get a wild hair up their ass."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 5:03:28 GMT
"I understand."
She releases him and stands, unsteady on her feet with a hand pressing against her thigh, the other taking one of his hands to help him up.
Charlie lets her pull him up but straightens while dropping her hand. At the throb, he exhaled.
"Come on. We'd best get out of here before her lankies get a wild hair up their ass."
A small smile made its way to his face at the comment. Despite his muscles protesting -he pulled his shirt on before kneeling in front of her. "Hop on."
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 5:12:50 GMT
"Hop on."
She shakes her head, hesitating. "I don't want to hurt you any more than you already have been," she murmurs, though her muscles curse her for refusing at first. She slips off her jacket and tears a strip from it, using it to tie around her thigh with a hiss.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 5:20:31 GMT
"I don't want to hurt you any more than you already have been,"
Charlie frowned at her stubbornness. Hearing her hiss his head shook in disbelief at her actions. "I wasn't the only one hurt." Backing up a foot, his hands promptly lift her onto his back. "You can't walk on that leg without infecting it. So i'll carry you. Doctors orders. " Moving carefully, he made his way to the exit. "Besides I reopened at least one wound. Although I have on a red shirt, it'll be easier to hide this way. "
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 5:31:17 GMT
"I wasn't the only one hurt. You can't walk on that leg without infecting it. So i'll carry you. Doctors orders. Besides I reopened at least one wound. Although I have on a red shirt, it'll be easier to hide this way. "
She grunts and quickly grabs a hold of him, trying to keep herself from falling before she slumps against him, her hand returning to her side. "Damn doctor's orders," she murmurs, remembering the tattoo. "I could still walk and be fine."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 18, 2015 14:01:35 GMT
Damn doctor's orders," "I could still walk and be fine."
"I don't doubt it the way you moved earlier. But it's a long walk back. Still want down?" He turned to look at her.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 14:07:36 GMT
"I don't doubt it the way you moved earlier. But it's a long walk back. Still want down?"
"I don't want to be a burden to you." She straightens just slightly, lifting her head to look around, her muscles protesting in the process. In honesty, she doesn't mind being carried. It took the weight off of her thigh and lessened the pain. But she didn't want him to know that.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 19, 2015 1:10:10 GMT
"I don't want to be a burden to you."
"That didn't answer the question. " was the only thing he replied with. Keeping his head up his steps grew into an uneven pattern, but not enough to be directly noticeable. "Don't let me hit anything."
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