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Post by Lucy on Jun 19, 2007 18:56:12 GMT -5
"Do you want some help?" *the little girl asked Brandi sweetly.* "He's just being a big bully. It's all he knows."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 19, 2007 18:59:39 GMT -5
I know...I helped write him.
*Brandi wheezed gently, trying to shake her head.*
"No thank you, your Highness...I...ow...I want to make it right..."
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Post by Lucy on Jun 19, 2007 19:06:38 GMT -5
"Let her GO!" *she said peevishly, as though War had carried some lame joke too far.*
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Post by War on Jun 19, 2007 19:08:09 GMT -5
*Nearly completely deflated, War drops Brandi to the floor and turns to the little girl.* "How the hell am I supposed to do this with you around?" *Looking down at Brandi* "If it's not right this entire city will pay the price." *Looking down at his watch he snickers and mentally commands the new bike to meet him out front. The rumble of the engine echos around the building.*
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Post by Brandi on Jun 19, 2007 19:11:44 GMT -5
*Brandi huddled silently, praying it was all right. Her face was winced up, waiting for his approval or her destruction.*
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Post by Lucy on Jun 19, 2007 19:13:51 GMT -5
"If you torch this city before it's time, I'm TELLING!"
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Post by War on Jun 19, 2007 19:15:41 GMT -5
*His voice trailing as he walks toward the front*
"Oh shut up.... and come on.. I need a beer. Let's hit Skinny's place."
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Post by Lucy on Jun 19, 2007 19:17:21 GMT -5
"Fine!"
*Lucy marched out front and unlocked her bike, hiking her pleated skirt up around her knees so she could ride.*
"You still owe me for about twenty scotch-and-sodas from 1978."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 19, 2007 19:26:11 GMT -5
*Brandi promptly passed out on the floor.*
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Post by Lucy on Jun 19, 2007 20:04:26 GMT -5
*Lucy peeped in the open door as she wheeled her bike down the sidewalk and grinned.*
"Sorry about the mess..." *she whispered, snapping her fingers and putting everything as it was before.* "As always, I pick up after that lazy ASS..." *she muttered to herself, peddalling away.*
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Post by War on Jun 20, 2007 21:15:04 GMT -5
*Steps back in over the debris and kneels next to the unconscious form of Brandi. Reaching down, he grabs a handful of hair and lifts her head from the floor.*
"Two duns. With the abilities of the bike that was taken. Delivered to the Mors house. You will remember."
*He pushes her head back down and walks out*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 20, 2007 23:54:12 GMT -5
"Baby?"
*Cry-baby, having been busy polishing and admiring his new bike out back, heard some commotion and came running. He bent down at her side, slapping her face lightly.*
"Brandi? What happened? Who did this? Can you hear me?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 21, 2007 6:29:16 GMT -5
*Brandi came to slowly, her face and lips still a little swollen from War's hardcore strangling. Her eyes rolled but finally met Cry-Baby's and she smiled weakly.*
"Cry-Baby...you came back..."
*She sucked her lip and raised a shaky hand to touch his face.*
"I'm afraid I was a bit naughty...but it's ok now..."
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 21, 2007 18:26:19 GMT -5
*She looked awful.*
"Naughty? What kind of 'naughty' gets you in this state? Who done this?" *He shifted to cradle her in his arms.* "I ain't never left, Brandi. What happened here?"
((I don't know how much we can do here, as he'd never let her go to War's if he knew what was really going on.))
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Post by Brandi on Jun 21, 2007 20:15:32 GMT -5
((Hey, he don't own me. I'll get my butt kicked on my own time. ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png) But I'll try to diffuse the situation.)) *Brandi smiled and shook her head.* "Don't worry about it. Everything's better now, see? Right as rain." *She pushed herself up carefully.* "Just some...unexpected company. Things got a bit unruly. But I'm fine now. Promise."
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