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Post by dprwest on Sept 23, 2006 17:31:06 GMT -5
"I can see you puh-fecktly clearly, luv, no need to scream wordlessly at me--you'll wear us both out," *said Westley in a delicious British Florinian accent, leaning against the doorframe and blowing on his latte to cool it.* "I say, what kind of fool thought to imprison you and left the door open--truly he must be a very great fool or you must have put up no fight at all."
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Post by Susanna on Sept 23, 2006 17:36:14 GMT -5
Susanna just looked at the handsome blonde man with pleading eyes...then her eyes grew large. The man that kidnapped her was there, armed! Susanna slightly cocked her head to her right, trying to give him a hint.
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Post by dprwest on Sept 23, 2006 17:41:34 GMT -5
"Why do you look at me so strangely, girl? There is nothing to fear, for I shall not harm you and in the spirit of goodwill and caffiene," *he raised his latte.* "--I shall even set you fr--" *He stopped as a club met with the back of his head with a dull thud and his eyes rolled back into his head as he fell slowly forward, the latte slipping from his grasp to flow foamily across the flagstones.* Bugger. Best latte I've had all month... *was his last conscious thought before everything went black.*
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Post by Susanna on Sept 23, 2006 17:47:56 GMT -5
"MMMM!" Screamed Susanna as she watched the blonde man getting knocked out by her captor.
He made his way slowly towards her, grinning an evul evil grin. "Now that I've finished my job..."
Susanna trembled at the thought...
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Post by dprwest on Sept 23, 2006 17:54:12 GMT -5
*flinches as the hot milk and espresso of the latte puddle spread to his face, blearily coming awake.* That pig spilled my latte! *Westley leapt to his feet, a thirst for vengence in his mouth and a fire in his eyes. Quietly and quickly, like a cat, he leapt on the other masked man's back and quickly knocked him out before rummaging through his pockets for enough change to buy another coffee.*
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Post by Susanna on Sept 23, 2006 18:00:38 GMT -5
Susanna gave a sigh of relief as her captor was subdued. The blonde gentleman then went through the man's pockets, found some change, then left...Leaving Susanna still tied to the chair.
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Post by dprwest on Sept 23, 2006 18:05:23 GMT -5
*smiles at the coffee vendor.* "Another latte, please. And have you a napkin? Ah--thank you." *Westley took it and began wiping the sticky latte off the side of his face.* "Had a run in with the forces of evil, such as they are. One almost pities Evil these days--their resources are not what they should be. Very easily subdued." *He probed the back of his skull tenderly and winced.* "But they ARE sneaky, I will give them that," *he said, pulling away his hand and frowning at the smear of blood on his fingers before reaching for his fresh latte.* "Excellent."
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Post by Susanna on Sept 23, 2006 18:12:14 GMT -5
Susanna, meanwhile, is still trapped in that room, bound and gaged. ((*coughcough*))
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Post by dprwest on Sept 23, 2006 18:15:26 GMT -5
((I'm not coming back, you know. Westley would be most impressed by the ingenious young lady who can manage very well on her own without needing much of his help.))
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Post by Susanna on Sept 23, 2006 19:55:48 GMT -5
((Susanna's gonna kick your ass, hun.))
Susanna managed to work the ropes that bound her hands free. After she freed herself completely, a wave of anger washed over her. Totally unlike her, but...
She marched out of the room, then came back to kick her kidnapper in the guts. She marched out of the room in search of that rude, blonde man.
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