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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 13:33:44 GMT -5
Ana smiled. "No" she said softly. "I will not" she added. She sheathed her sword and packed her pistol before making a run for it. She Jumped a desk and ran for the back door to her class at the very top row of desks. She frantically tried the door but it was locked. "Bloody lock" she growled. Ana debated pulling her pistol and blasting the lock but if she could avoid using it she would. She was now cornered with no where to run.
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Post by citizenmike on Jan 31, 2010 13:37:55 GMT -5
"God, this chick's fast.", Kurt thought to himself as he chased after her. Kurt caught up with her and said, "Jesus, you stubborn old bitch, don't you think you're overreacting a bit?".
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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 15:11:53 GMT -5
"me? overreact? never" she said softly. "I have no intention of sharing any secrets. I have survived 18 other collectors, I'm not about to give up now, Savvy?" she asked.
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Post by citizenmike on Jan 31, 2010 22:48:58 GMT -5
"I am not a collector!", Kurt shouted back, still pointing his gun at her. "I am a holder, trying to figure out just what the fuck is going on and I'd like you to help me. Jesus Christ woman, I already told you I have no intention of shooting. For God sakes, I'm trying to reason with you here!".
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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 22:58:02 GMT -5
Ana grinned. "Reasoning with a pistol pointed at me, and you say that ye aren't meaning to fire? You'd have made a great pirate, mate. But still, ye shant be getting anythin' from me love" she said softly.
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Post by citizenmike on Jan 31, 2010 23:08:13 GMT -5
Kurt turned his head and knocked Analora with a pistol whip to the back of her head. Analora fell into Kurt's arms and Kurt followed by holding on to her as he motioned outside. Along the way, he passed a janitor who asked what had happened to her, Kurt replied by telling him that she just suddenly fainted and that he was her boyfriend, visiting her during her break, and that he was going to take her to the hospital to get that wound of hers checked.
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Kurt brought Analora back to his motel room. He tied her to a chair, knelt before her, and placed ice over the bump on the back of her head.
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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 23:36:28 GMT -5
Cold. Ana felt cold on the back of her skull. She started to come too slightly, her eyes opening a bit. She certainly wasn't at the school....
"Hmm?" she noised softly, trying to move her hand, but found herself unable to move.
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Post by citizenmike on Jan 31, 2010 23:39:03 GMT -5
"Stay still.", Kurt replied, still kneeling before her as he placed the ice on the back of her head. "I wanna nip that bump in the bud while I can.".
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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 23:44:27 GMT -5
"You?!" Ana whispered harshly. She couldn't believe it, that ass had really knocked her out. Oh he would pay dearly for this. She still struggled a bit, after all it wasn't in her nature to give up.
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Post by citizenmike on Jan 31, 2010 23:47:38 GMT -5
"Hey.", Kurt shot back. "This was the only way I could get you to hear me! Now that you're here, can I speak freely? I mean, its not like you have a choice, really.".
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Post by Analora on Jan 31, 2010 23:54:18 GMT -5
"do I really have much of a choice?" she asked softly. Her head throbbed violently from his pistol whip and as much as the ice helped, it still hurt.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 5, 2010 13:09:59 GMT -5
Kurt rolled his eyes before springing them back down before her and replying, "No. Not really.".
Kurt paced around the room and lit a cigarette. "Around two months ago, I came into contact with an object... A quarter.". Kurt removed a piece of cloth from his jacket and showed her the quarter. "Place this thing over a smooth surface... Wood, cardboard, foam, metal, rock, and it causes what ever it sits over to stumble. I freaked out when I got it because it nearly destroyed my house and I think people might be after me... Look, I've done my research and I know who you are and what you've done, and I'm just asking you to help figure things out. I know I don't deserve it after what I just did, but I'm asking you to give me a chance. I'm willing to do just about anything here.".
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Post by Analora on Feb 6, 2010 11:04:57 GMT -5
Ana smirked. "As it would appear sir, ye already know the power ye be holdin, and it would also seem ye have a gun to fight off collectors with. I hardly see why ye be needin me to tell ye what you seem to already know" she said softly.
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Post by citizenmike on Feb 7, 2010 6:57:34 GMT -5
"Because I'm scared shitless!', Kurt shot back. Kurt kept himself for a moment. A part of him couldn't believe he just told her that. "Look, I know what I know and that's it. But outside of that, I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know who to trust. If you let me, I'd like to work with you. You don't have to pay me, I just want to figure things out. And among most of the collectors and whatever I met, you seem to be the most balanced one.".
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Post by Analora on Feb 9, 2010 9:43:10 GMT -5
"get used to it love. This world is nothing but a nightmare. If ye're smart you'll get yer bloody arse outta it s quickly as ye can. Ye be askin to work with me and as of yet y have not proved yerself to be a trustworthy man. Ye knocked me about the head with a gun, ye brought me back to a rather shady lookin motel room and died me to a bloody chair. Sorry mate but the cards ain't exactly in yer favor, savvy" she said softly. Ana really couldn't red this man. Something in her wanted to trust him, but then there was a nagging feeling that didn't trust him what so ever.
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