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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 19, 2009 2:06:48 GMT
Antosha glared at him, eyes hardened to stone. "Your right, you won't. You want to know why you won't bother her again?" he offered the man a sickly sweet smile, the kind you would give someone your just about to kill. Antosha leaned forward to the man's ear and whispered; "If you so much as look at her again, I will kill you. I will not care, and I will not be caught. Your death will not be quick, I shall make sure of that. You will suffer for days upon days, begging for it to stop. And as I'm cutting you inch by inch apart, guess what? I'll make sure you won't die until you have suffered like she did." his voice was calm, as if he were talking about what he would eat for lunch.
He leaned back, pushing the knife farther into the shoulder blade. "Do you understand me?" he was ice, he was unfeeling. But the man, the man was dead meat. A waste of space, human trash. The man, would die sooner or later. Antosha planned on sooner.
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Post by (Seth) Melville on Dec 19, 2009 2:14:25 GMT
He dropped his admiration, looking at the girls, and then at the boys. There was a line, he knew, and Antosha was already straying way over the edge. "Antosha..." he said slowly, holding out one of the hands, "Antosha, he's just a kid..." he said slowly, shaking his head. "You don't even know what he's done, but its not worth it..." he told him, in a voice that told him that he'd had to tell him that exact same phrase over and over in very similar situations. "If you do anymore you're just going to end up getting yourself thrown away, which'll hurt everyone else."
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Post by probie on Dec 19, 2009 2:16:08 GMT
Bryce looked down at Antosha with the one good eye he now had. "Look, man. I-Ill never go near her again.." he pleaded, wishing that this guy would let him go. -- Abigail tried to brush off the blood, but it was flowing way too fast. She was never one to be queesy around blood, but to see this much, trickling down her face, made her sick to her stomach. "He must not think its enough that he raped me.. He still has to hurt me.." she mumbled, looking up desperatley at Diane. |
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 19, 2009 2:27:18 GMT
Antosha turned, hissing at Melville. He was way beyond sanity, far far beyond the normal human anger. "He raped her! Is that good enough of an answer?" his voice screeched to whole new levels. Antosha turned back to the guy, slamming him against the wall, hard. "Now get out of my sight." he said, disgusted beyond belief. He pulled the knife out of the man's shoulder, swiping it quickly against the ground. The fire was gone, the sanity was back in his eyes. Antosha looked around, confused. "What the hell happened?" he asked, catching sight of the guy. The coldness was back. "I said out!" he screamed, blasting a gust of wind over the man's body to fling him far far away.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 19, 2009 2:29:47 GMT
She nodded numbly, holding onto her and was vaguely aware of the warm blood running down her hands from Abigail. She blinked, looking down and focussing on the red, looking up at Abigail. "Oh... Oh my God, you're bleeding." she said, as if suddenly waking. She put her hand on Abigail's head, mumbling a few words. Medicine was never her strong point, but at least it was speeding up the blood's clotting and slowing it down. She looked around, holding Abigail tightly, seeing it all in new eyes, particularly Antosha, screaming and standing over the begging boy. "What...?" she asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
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Post by Mayu Nami Yoshiko on Dec 19, 2009 2:34:11 GMT
Mayu stopped near the group, she'd been watching the whole thing casually, barely worried about Antosha's behavior. She walked up calmly to him, putting out her hand as if to comfort him. Then she raised it back and slapped him across the cheek, hard. "It's my birthday, you bastard. Get a hold of yourself and apologize to Diane this instant!" her voice was determined, yet never left the pitch it always had been. The knife in his hand still glistened, and her eyes wandered to it. She grabbed it quickly, throwing it against the wall were it clattered to the ground. Her eyes softened, compassion filled them quickly. "You scared them, now apologize." her words were by far nicer then they had just been.
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Post by probie on Dec 19, 2009 2:36:52 GMT
Abigail's head felt like it was on fire. This had to have been the most pain shed ever been in in her life. She tried to pull herself up into a sitting position. Or any position, for that matter, considering anyone could see up her now ruined dress.
She felt a stabbing pain in her chest. Looking down, she realized she'd managed to fall on a stick. Not caring if she was damaging herself or not, she reached for it and pulled it out without blinking an eye. She cringed a bit, but stared down blankly at the blood now flowing from her chest. She smiled, despite the pain she was in.
"It was broken anyways.." she mumbled, referring to her heart. She raised her hand to the hole shed made and tried to catch the blood trickling down her chest.
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Post by (Seth) Melville on Dec 19, 2009 2:39:59 GMT
He put his hands on his face, rubbing his temples, listening to Mayu's words. He was saying everything that he had wanted to. "You are a fucking freak, Antosha!" he couldn't help but scream at him. "What the hell were you trying to achieve? Yes, he raped her, but he's a fucking kid and you almost ruined your life, Mayu's and fucking Diane's!" he said, knowing that he was probably just making things worse but he wasn't able to stop himself.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 19, 2009 2:44:44 GMT
Diane held onto her arms, her body shaking so much she could barely speak. "Oh... Abigail." she said slowly, "H-hold on..." she said slowly, pulling her phone out of her bag and quickly trying to call 999. She pressed the dial button, and saw it didn't work. Frustrated, she tried 911, and still nothing. "Fuck! What's the fucking emergency number here!?" she screamed, looking up at them. "We've got to get her to the ER or something!" she said.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 19, 2009 2:44:56 GMT
"Like you give a fuck about Diane anyway! You two hate eachother, remember?! So don't stand there yelling at me for almost ruining her life, you've done that for me! And you know what else? Stay the fuck away from my sister, she doesn't need trash like you bringing her to hell! I'm not a freak! Alright? I'm not a freak! I slipped up! So sorry that I can't be fucking perfect every fucking second of every fucking day. I can't control my temper, something you should know all about!" Antosha wasn't yelling, his words were harsh yes. But he refused himself to become mad again. Christ, he'd almost killed a kid because he couldn't control himself. He shuddered, thinking of what would have happened if the kid hadn't agree..
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Post by Mayu Nami Yoshiko on Dec 19, 2009 2:49:37 GMT
Mayu sighed, moving away from both boys and towards the two girls. She rubbed her hands together, chanting a small spell under her breath. She closed her eyes, imagining Abigail's skin neatly shut and all the tissue repaired. Mayu opened one eye, it was working. But it seriously drained her of energy, she swayed, then hit the ground. Before her vision went completely black she moved the rest of the healing magic up to Abby's head so it could heal all her wounds. Then, smiling, she blacked out.
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Post by (Seth) Melville on Dec 19, 2009 2:54:36 GMT
He looked at him, suddenly realising that he wasn't angry at him. His voice was frighteningly calm as he spoke back to him, "Yeah, and I'm sorry that I can't keep my temper in check either. I'm sorry I made a stupid mistake a couple of years ago," he said, his hand aching. "I'm sorry for being concerned for someone that I have to put up with every day when I'm not here, who seems to make the people I care about happy." he said, controlling his voice as it started to waver at the end. "And I'm sorry- MAYU!" he said, seeing her fall out of the corner of his eye, an almost girlly scream coming from him as he dived to catch her, holding her tightly. "Mayu... Mayu, wake up.." he said slowly, everything else fading away.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 19, 2009 2:58:53 GMT
Antosha looked towards Melville and nearly screamed. He moved overly quickly, watching his little sister with concerned eyes "What happened to her?" his voice was hoarse and broke as he looked at her. She wasn't waking up, why wasn't she waking up?? He was panicking, like almost everybody was. He glanced at Abby, then at Mayu. Shit, Mayu tried to heal her. Antosha dared another glanced around. Mayu had better wake up soon or he'd personally carry her to the infirmary.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 19, 2009 3:03:25 GMT
Diane's eyes opened wide, "Mayu..." she said, watching her fall, watching Melville holding her up. It was so... tender, so caring she almost didn't recognise her step-brother. Was this really Melville? Was this really the man that had destroyed her entire collection of memories of her mother? Her eyes wandered to his hand, and she knew it was him.
She took Abigail by the waist, leaning her head against hers, feeling her eyes watering. "I'm so glad you're OK..." she breathed, still watching Mayu cautiously, hoping she would wake soon.
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Post by (Seth) Melville on Dec 19, 2009 3:09:00 GMT
He watched her closely, trying to find any movement, though he found it hard to focus on any part of her for too long, too afraid if it wasn't. "Mayu... Mayu can you hear me?" he begged, picking her up like a child, hugging her gently and kissing her head. "Mayu, please wake up..." he breathed slowly, completely unaware that anyone else was even there.
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