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Post by B on Sept 28, 2008 23:19:17 GMT -5
"You were supposed to have this inconvenience solved a month ago." The woman growled. The other woman in the conversation only smiled. One of her gray eyes stared at the Umbrella bitch while the other was covered with a black contraption which curved into her ear. "He's no pushover, but lucky you, I know what he did with them." She chuckled and the other flashed a glance. "What?" "He sent them to a few acquaintances." "If you knew this, why didn't retrieve them!?" The other laughed coolly. "That's not my job. My job is Hunk." The other shook her head. "Where did he send them?" "Their names are Jillian Masters and Ayami Garnet. One is a former Umbrella agent, the latter is a member of Raccoon City's esteemed Special Tactics and Rescue Squad." "What the hell is that?" The other laughed. "Their the best police force that lived in what is now historical rubble. Now, I have work to do, my guest is about to arrive. I suggest you high tail it out of here and go catch your little inconveniences before your Project Pitbull becomes irrelevant." The blond woman with the eye technology smiled, her high powered sniper rifle idle in her hands. The other woman left to do her work. She needed to kidnap them, they're likely to hide the objects and they need to possibly commit to interrogation.
Meanwhile: Two boxes were on two different casual Fed Ex planes both with notes. "Treat these like your children or face hell. ~ A Friend" Inside said boxes were two different pieces, one made of pure gold and the other platinum. They both had a blate in the middle with extending spikes sticking out from the plate, it seemed the gold one could attach over the platinum piece. The gold held a strange insignia of some kind of vehicle.
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Post by V on Sept 28, 2008 23:52:52 GMT -5
A yawn escaped the Asian woman's lips, as she began to guzzle down the black coffee. Usually, she would put additions to it..but usually the more bitter, the better. Staring groggily at the door, she waited for her friend to arrive. Jillian and her were good friends, and this coffee outing wasn't unusual. In fact this very seat was their "usual" when available. Ayami stretched out, still tense from waking up maybe a couple hours ago. She was currently wearing a white long sleeves shirt under a black zip-up hooded vest, blue jeans, and some white flip-flops. another sip. She still hadn't arrived. This little coffee outing was not just a regular outing however. a package had arrived to her...and it had a key. She didn't have it in her possession, for it was in the glovebox in her car. The thing was, she'd parked it in the back alley. She wasn't too worried about being ambushed by some mugger, her training would easily take out someone who only knew street brawling...but it certainly was...secluded. She would show it to Jillian back there.
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Post by D on Sept 29, 2008 21:26:32 GMT -5
"Whoa? Why is the Miss dressed so nicely today?" A woman looked up and was handed a package. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing today, DiDa?(DeeDah, like Daddy, but the other way)" "Jillian, my child, you're dressed so nicely today..." She smiled at the old man as he pointed out her outfit. "Thanks. Maybe its because--" "You're in love with my son?" "DiDa! No that's not it!" "Admit it! Did he ask you to marry him yet?" Jillian laughed and shook her head. She fixed the black scarf around her neck and then her long brown hair. Today, her hair was slightly wavy because of the hairdo she had a night ago...A formal occasion of sorts...
"It has nothing to do with your son." "Lies! Your MiMa did all she could for me.." Again, she gave out a laugh. "I'm sure she did. I'm going to go visit her today before I hit the coffee shop." "Good! Tell her to feed our useless cat."Jillian nodded as she buttoned up her leather coat, but she stopped buttoning at the top so she could leave her black long sleeved shirt exposed. "DiDa, remind me what I have to call you this..." "I tried with Steven when he was young, but it never worked. It'd be nice to have a child call me that..." The old man smiled at her and passed her black leather gloves. Before grabbing the gloves, she made sure that her stylish black boots were fixed up and her gray pants were tucked into the boots. After that was done, she slipped on the gloves and then took out her glasses. They weren't prescription, but she sure loved wearing them....
When she was all done, she left the small apartment building and found her way through the streets. "Hey!" She stopped at a flower shop. "Is MiMa here today?" At first, she smiled at the large woman. "Jillian? Such a nice girl..." But when the words 'nice girl' came out of the large woman's mouth, Jillian frowned. "Isn't she working here today?" "No...Her sister became ill and she's taking care of her..." "Oh...I see... Where?" The large woman whispered the address in her ear and Jillian nodded, recognizing the address.
"She lives at my old place..." She muttered and walked away from the flower shop. After what seemed to be forever, she arrived at another apartment building. While she walked up some stairs, she opened the package she received earlier. "What is this?" When she slipped out the object, a piece of paper fell out. She stopped her ascend up the stairs and bent down to pick up the paper. "Treat these like your children or face hell. ~ A Friend...But I don't have kids..." Jillian shook her head, pocketed the piece of of paper, and then moved on to examine the object. She didn't know what it was for, but she did know that it looked important. "Hmm... I'm heading back to my old apartment..."
A few more steps later, Jillian was at the front of her old apartment door and without much hesitation, she knocked on the door. Slowly the door opened and her boyfriend's mother's face looked through the open crack with a smile. As soon as Jillian and Steven's mother met eye contact, the door swung open and the petite woman pulled Jillian into a hug. "MiMa!" The petite woman kissed her on both cheeks. "Come in, come in, Jilly. Oh, I enjoy your visits!" "But I can't stay for long... I have a meeting I have to go to, but I thought that I'd pay you a visit to see if you were still ill."
"Oh child...that happened weeks ago." "But Steven says you aren't the healthiest..." "No, no, he's just being a son..." She smiled at Jillian and then looked at the clock. "Say, child...what time's your meeting?" "Huh? Oh, should be around..." Jillian pulled up her sleeve and looked down at her watch. "Right now!" "Then go! You've wasted enough of your time here!" "But..." "But what?" "May I use the restroom?" The petite woman laughed and led her to the apartments bathroom. "Thanks..." Jillian opened the cabinet under the sink and then pulled out all the junk.
She took off one of her gloves and then felt around on the floor of the cabinet. "A-ha!" She stopped, picked up a sharp object from the junk pile, and then traced on the line she had found. After ripping away some wallpaper from the cabinet's bottom, she found a string and pulled it back. When she pulled it back, the bottom of the cabinet popped open and revealed carpeting. "...Ok..." Jillian pulled back the carpeting and that revealed a wooden box. "Uh-huh... Combination lock...seriously...?" After three twists to the right, one to the left, and one more to the right, she opened the box to see a safe. "Seriously...what the fuck was I thinking..."
"Jillian, are you alright? You're taking an awful long time in there..." "I'm fine MiMa..." This time instead of turning a combination lock, she punched in an 8 digit code and the safe opened. Inside of the small safe was a handgun, boxes of ammo, and more wallpaper. "The only things I didn't bring when I moved..." Jillian rolled her eyes before placing the package into the safe. After that was done, she re-locked the safe and the box, re-covered the box, and re-placed the cabinet bottom. "No one will ever look here." She re-stuffed the cabinet with the junk and then walked over to the toilet. "I'll fix it later." A toilet flush later, she was heading out of the bathroom and soon out of the building.
But her calm walk out turned into a jog when she realized that she was late for her meeting with Ayami. "Shoot! Damn it! Ayami, I'm coming, I'm coming!" In her haste, she accidently ran into a dog sitter and soon her jog turned into a quick and noisy sprint. Angry, barking dogs chased after her and so did an angry dog sitter. "I didn't mean to step on your dogs!" She tried to yell over the barks and yells, but her pursuers refused to stop. "I swear---" She picked up her speed and jumped over a small table. "I swear I didn't--The coffee shop!" Jillian sped up again, but this time, she was to jump over a small black fence.
The time came and she successfully got over. "Ha..ha..." She laughed in between breaths. "Shit fuckers! Haha..." Jillian turned and
saw some dogs slam into the fence. They barked and tried to claw their way in, but the fence kept them out and at that, she gave a sigh of relief. "..." She knew that people were staring at the scene, but she was too relieved to care. "'sup..." She waved at the staring people and then finally walked into the coffee shop.
"I'd order coffee, but I think all this excitement is doing well enough. My morning workout's done." She smiled at Ayami and took a seat. "Hi Ami! Sorry for the lateness and the whole dog thing...I hate dogs.. So Ami, what's up? I've been away with Steven and I came back today...Man, longest two hour ride ever...but worth it. I really loved going to the beach..." Jillian clapped her hands together and smiled. "I really like this guy..." She opened her mouth to say more about the man she loved, but closed it again when she noticed Ayami's seriousness. "Ami? What's up? You don't look exactly...hehe...happy..."
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Post by V on Oct 12, 2008 19:25:31 GMT -5
Ayami crossed her legs and put her hands in her lap. "A package came in for me today...with a note attached. The note had told me to guard the package with my life." She took a sip of er drink, and continued. "You see I thought it was some prank at first...but, there was no return address on my package. So no conventional US postal service could have delivered it. It just worries. How did these people know where I live?" She scanned the room for a second, and stood up. "Let me show you." Leaving money on the table for her fee, she lead Jillian outside, and into the alley where her car was parked. She opoened the passenger side door, and then the glovebox, producing a key from it. "the key has the design of a vehicle. I've been trying to identify it so maybe I can figure out maybe where it came from...but all vehicle databses have nothing on it..even military."
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Post by D on Oct 12, 2008 20:06:18 GMT -5
"That sounds...familiar..." Jillian's mood changed from her happy one to her more serious one. "That also sounds familiar..." Ayami paused and Jillian crossed her arms. It was a little chilly. After a few seconds, she watched Ayami leave money on the table and then walk out the door. "Ok...If you say so..." She followed her friend out and was led into an alley. "Um...Why'd you park here, Ami?" Jillian looked around and rubbed her arms. "It's a lot cooler here, y'know..." She watched the other woman go into the the car and then bring out a key. "I don't recognize it either...Do you still have the note, Ami? Just out of curiosity..."
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Post by V on Oct 12, 2008 23:56:19 GMT -5
"Right here." Ayami handed Jillian the note, which would have the said the exact same thing. "God it's cold..." She opened the door to the back seat, and asked Jillian to join her. It seemed she offered her coat. But Ayami refused, still believing the car was far warmer. Eventually, her friend agreed, and joined her in the back, closing the door. Ayami kicked off her flip-flops, and brought her legs in, slipping her frigid feet under Jillian's warm rump. She held Jillain close to her, squeezing tightly. She meant nothing sexually...she was simply cold, and wanted to warm up. "Guess...I should have dressed warmer, huh PB n Jilly? Haha..I'm so sorry if this maks you feel at all uncomfortable. Good ting I chose this spot to park..imagine what people would think if they saw.
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Post by B on Oct 13, 2008 0:03:57 GMT -5
A truck drove casually by. "Mark, we got four more blocks then we can return." The man in the back of the truck nodded and jumped off. He picked up the green can on the side of the road and dumped it into the back of the truck then dropped it. He paused for a second looking down the alley. He saw two figures in the back of a truck moving around and embracing. Suddenly he decided that being a garbage man wasn't so bad. He hopped on the back of the truck and it rolled off, Mark was anxious to tell his buddy the wet sight he saw.
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Post by D on Oct 13, 2008 2:14:29 GMT -5
Ayami handed her the note and when she got hold of it, she unfolded it. "This is alot like the one I received..." She turned to her friend and held out the piece of paper. "Hey, y'know I got a note just like this, but I left it--" "God it's cold..." The other woman opened the door to the back seat and asked Jillian to join her, but to that, Jillian just cocked her eyebrow. "Ami, you wanna borrow my coat? I'm wearing layers, so I really won't feel much of a difference." Jillian began to unbutton and unzip her coat, but Ayami stopped her and said that the car was warmer.
After another exchange of words, Jillian finally caved in. "...Ok...Fine...I'm coming in." She said, before entering the back seat and closing the door. "Jeez.. Just because you don't want to talk to me outside..." She crossed her arms and watched the asian woman kick off her flip-flops. "Oh!" She jumped up a bit when the other woman's feet slid under her ass, but her surprise didn't stop there.
Ayami suddenly pulled Jillian close into an embrace. "Guess...I should have dressed warmer, huh PB n Jilly?" "Mhm...Maybe..." She nodded her head and unwrapped her scarf. "Haha...I'm so sorry if this makes you feel at all uncomfortable." "Not at all...I think you may need this more than me. You seem to be freezing, Ami." Jillian wrapped her scarf around Ayami and grinned. "Good thing I chose this spot to park...imagine what people would think if they saw us." "Uh-huh. That should be better. You shouldn't be too cold now... Want some gloves?"
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"Targets in sight...Hmm?" The woman squinted with the only good eye she had left, but when she saw what was happening, a smile found its way onto her face. "Ayami Garnet and Jillian Masters...Ooo...what are you to doing in there... Hmm... Didn't invite me?" A chuckle escaped her lips and then she licked the blade she held in her hand." But Jillian..." A frown replaced her smile and she placed the blade back in its sheath. "I'm a little sad... You didn't have to hit me so hard..." She sat on the ledge and adjusted her eyepatch before turning to look back down at the car.
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"Y'know...I'm going to go back to the shop for a bit." Jillian squirmed in her seat and quickly got out of the car. Like a child who couldn't stay in her seat at school, she looked at Ayami and gave an embarrassed smile. "Ami, I gotta go potty! You wait here and we'll talk some more in a bit!" The woman closed the car door and walked away. "The cold ain't fucking helping...damnit!" She started into a jog, but quickly stopped when the sound of extra footsteps met her ears. "You know, Jillian...You're so warm..." Jillian turned around and when she saw the voice's owner, her eyes widened. "Ayami! R-"
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"You know, Jillian...You're so warm..." "Ayami! R-" The woman punched Jillian in the stomach and then brought her hand back. She shook her hand and looked at Jillian, who was on the ground trying to catch her breath again. "Get up...Get up, Get up..." Jillian remained on the floor. "Get up...or else." Her patience was running thin and when it was just about out, she pulled Jillian from the floor. "I thought you were dead...Alicia..." She heard Jillian say, but she only smiled and punched the woman again. "Oh, sweetie, you thought a lot of things, but honey, I won't be erased that easily."
Alicia continued to smile even when Jillian started to fight back and when the other woman took out a knife out of her coat pocket, Alicia didn't even flinch. "Be glad that I've been ordered not to do much, sweetie. I don't have a handgun with me but-" She was interrupted by a sudden knife attack but she caught the blade in between her right index and middle finger. "Oh...you remember this one?" The serrated blade was cutting through her glove and her skin. "Oops..." Blood dripped from her hand. "...your knife slipped..." Her hand closed on the knife blade and on Jillian's hand, and before Jillian had the chance to launch another attack, Alicia pulled her in.
She kneed Jillian in the stomach and dropped her to the ground. "Jillian, Jillian...always on top of things..." "Stop playing around, Gaviole." "Hmph fine...I'll finish up..." Alicia paused and looked down at the coughing Jillian. "You bitch, I'll fucking kill you." "Aw isn't that cute. You said that last time and look at me, I'm still alive..." The coughing woman turned to give another slash, but Alicia's boot landed down on her wrist. As Jillian reached over to free her hand, Alicia pulled a needle out of one of her pouches. "Sorry, Jilly, but it's time for you to sleep..."
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"Sorry, Jilly, but it's time for you to sleep..." Jillian looked up and tried to knock the needle away, but the woman above her was quick to pin her other hand down. "Ayami...run..." Those two words escaped as she slipped out of conciousness and the last thing she saw was the bitch's grinning face... She had thought that Alicia was dead and had thought that Umbrella was done with her...but she was wrong.
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Alicia whistled and carried Jillian up. "In all seriousness....I probably wouldn't have beaten you...If I was playing fair, you so should have won, but I don't..." She giggled and began to drag Jillian towards Ayami's car. "I can't wait to see Ayami again. Oh, Jilly, it's been so long...Too long even. I remember everything so well. You two were so cute..."
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Post by V on Oct 13, 2008 3:49:27 GMT -5
Ayami was still shivering, despite what Jillian had given her. She reached over the center console, and started the car, turning on the heater system. "Ah...why does everyone make fun of Fords. They heat just as well as a Japanese car." She put her feet on the console, finally they were going to thaw. Compared to the rest of her body, they were frozen stiff.She saw a figure approaching from the right side of the car. Was it Jillian? She got a better look, and her eyes went wide. It was Jillian..but not the way she wanted to see her. Ayami stormed out of the car, her gun drawn. It wasn't loaded, for she had no time to, but hopefully it would scare her...enemy. "Who are you? What have you done to her?"
"Oh Ami, don't you remember me?"
Ayami swallowed, and kept her gun trained. "Where did you learn to call me that?"
Alicia dropped Jillian's body, revealing her face.
Ayami gasped. "Alicia...Your eye...what.."
"Oh you should just asked this bitch what happened."
She started to get closer to Ayami, and she was forced to move back. The gun scare tactic wasn't working. Ayami's back hit her car...and then there was nothing she could do. She'd need to fight back. Ayami took her hand of the gun, and swung at Alicia. But alicia was faster in catching her wrist and twisting her around. A squeeze on a pressure point and the gun was dropped. Alicia could now see the missing magazine.
"Unloaded? Well that's not how you use a gun, Ami."
"What are...NNGH! She grunted feeling a sharp pain puncture her neck. It was a needle. Ayami's vision started to blur, but Alicia kept talking. "You know, I've always thought both of you were...so cute. I'm going to enjoy the next part."
A few seconds alter, Ayami collapsed next to her unconscious friend.
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Post by D on Oct 13, 2008 4:42:23 GMT -5
Alicia smiled at the two unconcious females and then moved over to the drivers seat. "I'm a little hurt...I can't believe Ami forgot about me..." She sighed and placed her fingers on the keys. She stood there for a moment and debated whether or not she should toss one of the ladies in the trunk, but then decided that it was a stupid idea. She needed both of them alive. "Well..." Alicia giggled and dragged Ayami into the back seat and then Jillian. "I suppose you two can have a good time with each other. Aww...look you two are hugging again."
Another giggle and then the woman walked back to the driver's seat. "Oh, time's being wasted and its time for me to go..." She closed the back seat door and sat at the driver's seat. After closing the driver's door and putting on some sun glasses, she started the car and drove away. As she drove the stolen car, she flipped on the radio and listened to whatever played.
"Well you done done me and you bet I felt it. I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted. I fell right through the cracks and now I'm trying to get back..." She turned right at a stop light and continued down straight Ashter street. "Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest." A turn left. "And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention. I recock it's again my turn to win some or learn some..." Another turn right and then straight again. "But I won't hesistate no more, no more. It cannot wait, I'm your's..." The song continued to play but at a lower volume. When it finished she turned off the radio and sighed. "What is it with all these stupid love songs....?"
After was seemed to be forever, she finally arrived at where she wanted to be and stopped the car. "You and you... but them on the boat. Bring them to the island. I'm going to take the helicopter. Our little swimmer..." Alicia poked Jillian. "Watch her, if she wakes up don't let her get off the boat...And I'll meet you boys in a couple of hours." She walked away and let the two large men do their work. The men picked up Ayami and Jillian and put them into a boat. The boat quickly got moving and headed toward the island.
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Jillian woke up to a sudden sharp pain on the side of her leg and the dripping water on the side of her face. "Ah..." She shifted around and then wiggled, noticing that her arms were tied behind her back and that her legs were tied together. When her vision returned to her, she looked around and saw an unconscious Ayami near her. "Ahmemmee...Wah? Ohh..." (Ayami...What? Ohh...) Her eyes widened with realization and a curse escaped her mouth. "Pffhit!" (Shit!) She had realized that they had gagged her. "Fuffin' fell!" (Fucking Hell!) She inched herself over to Ayam i and when she got near, she poked her with her head. "Wak ufff! Wak uff! Or fuff's sic! Wak uff!" (Wake up! Wake up! For fuck's sake! Wake up!)
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Post by V on Oct 13, 2008 15:32:57 GMT -5
The last thing Ayami remembered was that familiar face...she had lunged at her, but was quickly countered. Suddenly, she heard something, and a light bump on her shoulder. She was slightly conscious now. The muffled shouting continued. Sounded like this person was talking through a sock. It only tok a few seconds after that for her to realize who it was. Ayami was going to stand up...move her arms, but found herself unable. "Nngh...shit.." She struggled against her new found bonds, rolling near the edge of the boat. Right side up now...she knew where they were..and her eyes went wide in panic. She wanted to get as center most of this thing as she could. "Jilly..." she said fearfully, trying to get as close to her as she could. "Jilly...I-I...can't swim. I don't..want to drown..." Unlike Jillian, she wasn't gagged...nor did she know these people didn't intend on killing her. She shivered in fear while they were on water. She always hated it. She was thankful the STARS didn't have that as a requirement...but right now, she kind of wished she knew how...
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Post by B on Oct 13, 2008 15:36:18 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah, I'll get them to the island, cyclops." One of the men mumbled as he drove the boat. "Hey Joe, this one is a bitch. You can tell just by the pissed off expression of the way she sleeps." The man poked Jillian in the head. "The asian one is pretty cute." He moved over to her and felt her boobs. "She can use a few more pounds in the luggage." "Stop being an asshole Markus, lets just get this job done before the one eyed freak gets butthurt." "Fine, fine."
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Post by D on Oct 13, 2008 21:53:44 GMT -5
"Nngh...shit.." Jillian looked up and noticed that her friend was awake. She watched her friend roll to the side and then saw the look of panic on her friend's face. "Jilly..." Ayami said with a fearfull tone as she approached her. "Jilly..." "Mmhm?" "I-I...can't swim. I don't...want to drown..." Somehow Jillian sat up and somehow she got Ayami to rest her head on her lap. "Ummm..." Jillian began, but she remembered the gag and then stopped. Words of comfort would have come out of her mouth, but the cloth in her mouth prevented their escape and the bonds around her feet and hands prevented her's...
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Alicia looked up and noticed the boat approaching. "Why? Why did I leave those two with them? Those two idiots probably touched them.." She gasped. "Those digusting men. Men are so stupid!" She slipped on her gloves, finishing her uniform, and then looked up once more. She saw that the boat was now at the docks and that the men were carrying her two guests off.
"Oooh?" She approached the two men and gave them an unhappy look. "Did you do anything to them?" She asked and then she ordered them to bring the two ladies to room 034. "I'd like to deal with both of them at the same time...and when you're done, please tell me. I'd like to have a word with you two. It's about your care and handling skills..."
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The two men entered a building and quickly opened a door. The walked through the doorway and descended down some steps. When they reached the end of the steps, they walked straight through a hallway and stopped at a steel door marked 034. "Markus, ayee! Open the door!" Joe pushed Markus and Markus grunted. He dropped Jillian, swiped his keycard and slid the door open. "There, happy?" Joe grinned and carried Ayami inside. He dropped her down in a chair and then tied her down to it. Markus did the same with Jillian and then the two left. They stepped out and then closed the door behind them, leaving the two women stuck in a dark room with no light.
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Post by V on Oct 13, 2008 23:30:26 GMT -5
Ayami, somehow found herself in Jillian's lap, looking up at her. She felt safe in there...and nuzzled against the closest spot possible, for comfort. "Don't let me drown..." The boat finally docked..and there was that familiar yelling from that one girl, Alicia. She barked orders at the men, and moments later, the two of them hoisted both her and Jillian. Ayami grunted, being held at that strange angle. -Where are we...- she thought to herself. Was certainly an island...tropical maybe. But why take us here? She'd had enough being held like this and began to struggle. "Hey! Put me down!" She shouted to them man holding her. But being bound, she wasn't really able to do much, except scream things. They headed up a set of stairs...and through a door. A steel one. It was fairly bright in here at the moment. She was plopped down hard onto the chair, and fastened tightly to it. It looked like Jillian was also in the same predicament. Then the two men left...but not before turning off the light completely...leaving it completely back.
Ayami struggled against the bonds. "NNGH! No! this isn't happening...I can't believe...NNGH!" She started to whimper. The floor was extremely cold to her barefeet, and this chair was doing no good for her body. "Jillian? Jillian are you there?" She called into the darkness.
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Post by D on Oct 14, 2008 0:21:13 GMT -5
"Hey! Put me down!" Ayami screamed as one of the men carried her up and Jillian just rolled her eyes. She knew this procedure and screaming wouldn't help. She sighed and just listened to the ocean and to Ayami's yells. In silence, Jillian watched where the men were taking them and in her mind she remembered the places. "Mhm..."
When the men stopped walking, she was dropped on the floor and the man carrying her quickly slid open a door. "Ooff...affol..." (asshole) After opening the door, he picked her up again and tied her to a chair beside of Ayami. "..." Jillian tried to stuggle, but the man only tightened her bonds and when he was done, he left the place with his friend and turned off the lights. She watched the door in front of them close and again, the same fear returned...the same fear she had from when she first saw Alicia again.
"NNGH!" She heard Ayami struggle in the darkness. "No! This isn't happening...I can't believe...NNGH!" Jillian turned her head toward the sound of of whimpering and another sigh escaped her lips. "Jillian?" "Mm?" "Jillian are you there?" "Mhm." God... the gag was really beginning to annoy her, but why didn't they put it on Ayami? "Mm..ah..." She started to ask herself the question, but instead she decided to just leave it alone. "Fuffit..."
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