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Post by Erik on Oct 22, 2007 15:39:23 GMT -5
*He grasped her wrist in an iron grip.*
"Are you so certain this is what you want?" *he hissed at her.*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Oct 22, 2007 15:40:51 GMT -5
"I said don't TOUCH me!"
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Post by Erik on Oct 22, 2007 15:46:31 GMT -5
"In Erik's house, my dear, Erik will make the rules. Leave Pina, and you may walk free."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Oct 22, 2007 15:50:57 GMT -5
"I'm not leaving her with you and that thing!"
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Post by Erik on Oct 22, 2007 15:52:48 GMT -5
*Erik grip tightened. Any harder, and her bones would break.*
"If you are speaking about my son, I'll please you to keep a civil tongue. He cares for the girl, as do I; and you would take her out into the world? Into her ruin? You aren't fit to keep the child. In fact, Erik doubts if you are fit for much at all."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Oct 22, 2007 15:56:44 GMT -5
"Let go of me, Erik, or I swear to God I'll ruin this new face of yours..."
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Post by Erik on Oct 22, 2007 16:23:53 GMT -5
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" *he said.* "Very well. You refuse to leave Pina here? Erik will make sure you cannot take her away. We need her! You will never understand. She needs us, too. More than you."
*She struggled, but Erik was by far the stronger. He hoped he could get her out of the house without Pina seeing. He hope he could keep Megan from screaming.
Most of all, he hoped he could keep his new family intact. It would be perfect: Erik, Christian, Julian and Pina. A family. They needed no one else.
Erik reached into his cloak to grab the small vial of ether he kept there and waved the open bottle under Megan's nose.*
((What? Erik totally carries ether around. Don't you?))
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Post by Lady Norrington on Oct 22, 2007 16:26:20 GMT -5
((There's a running joke between Jess and I that the Erik I write has a small dimensional pocket in his cloak that can hold just about anything.))
"What are you- ohhh-"
She fought to keep her eyes open, but drooped unconscious into his arms.
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Post by Erik on Oct 22, 2007 16:29:23 GMT -5
((Much like Batman's utility belt.))
*Erik suppressed a small smile at his triumph. In truth, he was not that proud of himself--but he must do what must be done.
Megan could not be allowed to take Proserpina away from her father.
He lifted her easily and departed, careful not to attract any attention in the house.*
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