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Thread: Money Can't Save You [Alvis Alendran || Squid]

Kale nodded, taking what she was saying, and finding that it'd do for his purposes. All right then. Listen up people! If you want to avoid getting yourself all fucked up, you'll simply follow some basic instructions! Starting with everybody is going to head below decks! Kale announced, shifting his grip on April so that he could drag her along with him. James shifted into better view, and added his own orders. Head for the very bottom! Everybody should be getting real comfortable in the lounge at the bottom! He called. It was a chilling moment, the amount of knowledge that he apparently had. Kale nodded. You heard the man! Get your asses in gear! Kale started ot drag April along with him, Canin doing something similar to Layla, at least withdrawing the knife from her skin since he didn't want to have her bleeding on him. Not yet. Dale hesitated beside James as the women were herded off of the deck. The fuck did you know where to take them? He muttered, not letting it be loud enough to carry to any of the hostages. James smiled. This is a Burgess Jubilee yacht. Standard model. If you study the ship type, you know where things are. James explained in a similar tone. Dale snickered. He could only imagine what the ladies would be thinking, and it was all just too perfect. Did you cast us off? Yeah. I'm going to go up to the bridge and get us moving. You'd better make sure that no one goes anywhere they're not supposed to. Dale nodded and the two men split apart. James went up, and Dale followed the pack. Phil was in front of the pack, making sure that no one tried to make a break for it to try and get lost inside the bowels of the ship. It was a longer walk than Phil had thought. The ship was huge, but they made it to the lounge. It was a hell of a place, through a door Phil caught a glimpse of the water through thick plexiglass ports. It was dark in there now, but he could imagine just how amazing it'd look during hte day. He gave Christy a shove towards a couch as a way of encouraging the ladies to find a place to sit. Cain and Kale kept their grip on April and Layla. Okay then people! This part should be pretty simple for you all! The man who led you here is going to come around with a bag! You will fill the bag with your money, your credit cards, and your very fabulous jewlery! If anyone doesn't have enough to satisfy the man with the bag, it'll go badly for you! Kale announced, adn Phil made good on his words, shaking out a cloth bag and approaching the pack of women. The whole ship started to vibrate a moment. The egines were firing up. The rumble picked up in volume and intensity, as they started to get underway. The ship was leaving the dock.
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Notes Wordcount 483 April, still processing what was going on, felt herself suddenly go numb. How the hell did they know there was a lounge on the bottom deck? She didn't have much time to question it before she was being dragged along by the leader of this gang of assholes, following behind her friends. She made a point of looking for Layla every now and then, to make sure her sister was okay. Everything was going to be okay. Layla was quietly crying the whole way down, her mascara starting to run in dark streaks down her face. But she seemed otherwise alright. They were led down into their father's gaming lounge. Apart from enough plush couches to hold the whole party and then some, it had a pool table, multiple flat screens for the viewing of sports, a blackjack table in its own little corner, and even a VR setup, though April didn't remember her father actually playing video games. It was decorated with sporting memorabilia. Christy, being the first in the group of girls, gasped as she was shoved at a couch. The other girls got the hint, hastily taking a seat down next to Christy. Some had been crying, others simply looked down at their laps and wrung their hands together. When their valuables were demanded, Christy was the first to take off her jewellery. She wasn't about to die for some earrings and a necklace she could replace tomorrow. Like a flock of birds, the other girls followed suite, removing rings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and even a few body piercings here and there. Credit cards were next, though few of them actually had any cash on them. Most of their spending was digital nowadays, who needed to carry actual money with them? As the yacht began to rumble with the engines starting, April's blood ran cold. Oh dear god, they were taking the yacht! It suddenly turned from a robbery into a kidnapping. She'd been hoping that Chase and his friends would show up and save them from this hell, but now even that was out the window. They had all given up their phones, and now with no way to contact the outside world, nobody would even know what was happening to them. W-where are you taking us? April demanded, feeling the fight in herself rising again. Is this a robbery or a kidnapping? Someone will come looking for us! She hoped someone would come looking for them. It was a Saturday night, how many times had she disappeared for the whole weekend without a word to her parents? It didn't matter, these thugs didn't know that. Shh, April! You're going to piss them off even more, Layla whispered angrily, very much aware of the knife Cain had been molesting her with only moments before. They were threatening to hurt her too, or had her sister forgotten that?
Thread: Money Can't Save You [Alvis Alendran || Squid]

Kale just smiled to April, hearing her in this level of panic that was creeping into her voice. Yeah, I'm sure they will. But you know what happens once this boat crosses into international waters? Lemme tell ya. It meas they can't do shit. And we will easily be out that far before anyone knows you all are gone. So maybe you just shut up, and let us do our thing. And if you all are very very lucky, then you might get out of this without too much extra going wrong. He warned. Pat shook the bag he had, his indicaton that it was actually fairly full. Enough for a good haul. But Kale had something else in mind. He'd seen that the largest of hte rooms had been a floor up, and if there was any other valuable to be found, it was probably going to be there. He pulled on April, shoving her around back towards the stairs. Master bedroom is upstairs right? Are we going to find anything worth taking up there? He asked her as he shoved her along. Cain watched Kale take April out of hte room, and it made him wonder. With Kale gone, there were plenty of options open to him, as no one was likely to try and gainsay him. He slid his knife along Layla again, this time 'accidently' cutting the thin strap of her dress off of her left shoulder. He pulled her ear close to his mouth. I think I might kill you tonight. Cut on you for awhile beofre you bleed out. Unless you think you can give me something that can convince me otherwise. He hissed to her. There was a small table in front of the couches, something that was only a foot or so high, not much, but enough to put it above the floor. How about you get on the table, adn dance for me? DO that, I think I might just be nice to you tonight. He hissed, giving her a light shove as he let go of her neck.
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Notes Wordcount 473 Shit. Was he telling the truth? April didn't actually know if being international waters meant the US police or whatever could get to them. Surely they could, right? But the guy spoke with such certainty... The feeling of hopelessness crept in around the edges of her mind. Her breathing was becoming short, shallow pants as the gravity of their situation was beginning to set in. This party was a really bad fucking idea. Ow! April cried reflexively as she was shoved back towards the stairs. She stumbled for a moment, losing a shoe in the process. The second one came off with a flick of her ankle, so that she wasn't walking with a stupid limp. Shoes were the least of her concerns at the moment. I guess? Daddy doesn't let us into the owner's suite, she complained, more than a little pouty about it. Watching April and the ringleader go upstairs, Layla had to fight the urge begin hyperventilating. Oh no, they were going to leave her down her with this monster! And right on cue, she felt that knife against her again, moving to her shoulder. The contents of her stomach turned as it sliced through the strap of her dress, leaving her shoulder exposed. Somehow, she felt so much more naked and vulnerable because of it. A squeak left Layla's lips as she was suddenly pulled closer to him again, her arms jammed between herself and him, creating a feeble barrier. If she wasn't scared of him before, she certainly was when she heard what he had to say to her this time. Her entire body began to trembled in fear. He wanted to kill her. Oh god, he was going kill her! Except there was a way out. He just said it himself. It was a humiliating way out, but that was better than death, right? She rubbed at her throat as he let her go, taking shaky steps over to the table he had forced her towards. Dancing wasn't so hard. She could do that. She'd even taken lessons on how to put on a show like that. It was something she'd planned to use in private with a boyfriend. There's a- she began, swallowing now that her neck was free of his clutches. Screen on your armrest, Jess. It controls the audio system. Layla gestured to the girl in cheetah, then motioned to a small flip compartment that was in the arm of the couch. She looked back at Cain, swallowing down the cosmo she'd been sipping on that threatened to come back up when she looked at him. Is that okay? It just makes it easier i-if I have something to dance to... Maybe she'd even be able to forget that he was there. She stepped up onto the table and waited.
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Well, I guess we'll find out, won't we? Kale promised April as he casualyl showved her along the hall towards the master suite. He was mildly surprised to find that it was actualyl locked when he got there. Without a moment of hesitation, he hauled back and slammed his foot intot he foor, connecting right beside the lock. The door flew open to him, and he ushered April through it. Where would the good stuff be kept? Hm? Is there some kind of jewlery or the like that gets stored here? He asked her, takingn the moment to actually size her up more than he had previously. She cut a pretty nice figure in that dress she had on, and he could imagine quite clearly what kind of figure she's cut wihtout the dress. There was a flicker of imagination in his mind, but he pushed it aside to stay on traget. Money. Had to get paid. But April seemed to open up a lotof other thoughts, other options to getting his time worth out of this whole job. Cain gave a smile that didn't offer any kid of comfort. Sure, then go right ahead girl. Play it loud if it'll give me a better show. Cain agreed. She was agreeing to this more readily than he'd hoped, and it was always a treat to see a girl doing something like this out of pure desperation. It made him more pleased than he probanly shoudl have. He leaned back against the bar, making sure he had a good view. Pat was eyeing up Christy, and that rarely bode well, but Cain was keeping it from his mind. Time to just keep focus on the coming show for him.
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Notes Wordcount 323 April was hating this man the more he spoke. He was an arrogant asshole. Normally she'd eat guys like him for breakfast. Except this asshole had a gun and a bunch of other assholes with guns. She made it a note to memorise his face. She'd recognise him in a line-up, that's for sure. When they came to the door, April rolled her eyes when he tried the handle. Of course it was locked. What was he going to do, now? She flinched as he kicked through the door, protesting as he pushed her into the room. I don't know, I told you before that Daddy never let's us in here, she whined. Wasn't he listening to anything she said? Besides, she wouldn't have told him even if she did know. April was not about to help this asshole rob her father. Subconsciously, she glanced at the painting that was hanging above the headboard. It was a painting of a marina. Behind it was the safe. Layla nodded to herself, looking down at her shoes as Jessica started scrolling through songs. Layla hadn't noticed before, but she'd spilt some of the bright pink comso over her white pumps. Why did it bother her so much? As the music began playing, the younger Fairchild sister closed her eyes and began to slowly move her hips from side to side. Who'd of thought it'd be so hard to dance with a room full of dangerous men watching? Catching one of the guys eying her, Christy coughed uncomfortably and tried to subtly pull the hem of her dress down. It was tight and had ridden up her thigh a little as they were wont to do. She regretted wearing it, now that it was attracting unwanted attention. A few moments later, she decided that she didn't want to be there anymore. Excuse me, she said over the music. I need to go to the bathroom.
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Kale didn't hesitate with her motions. I'm sure you can think of something that draws my attention. Where's the good stuff girl? He all but demanded of her. He paused, seeing her make a glance at the painting. It wasn't a bad one, but for the money that went into this yacht, it seemed a bit...plain. He stepped to it with a curious look on his face. As he looked to the side of the painting, he noticed that it sat a little out from the wall. he smiled, adn pushed hte picture. It swung away from the wall, showing a safe behind it. Kale gave a bark of laughter, knowing that he had found the real good stuff. Okay girl, I'm going to make this simple for you. You are going ot open this safe up for me. He told April. Or I am going to go back to the lounge, and have my crew use your sister like a three dollar whore. So what's it going to be? Don't be shy girl, show us what you got! Cain called to Layla, leaning on the bar, a half smile on his face. If this went well, then he had a show. If it didn't, he could likely get another kind of entertainment out of her. Phil heard Christy making a request of him, a fairly simple one really. But he wasn't the kind of person that was going to let her get something for nothing, even if it was a perfectly reasonable request. Yeah. Yeah, okay I can get that done. After you show me your tits. Phil told her with a leer.
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Notes Wordcount 324 April panicked as Kale walked over to the bed, looking at the painting. Oh no! She'd given it away! Daddy was going to be so mad with her! As he pushed the picture aside, April scuttled back a few steps towards the door, hoping that he wouldn't notice. Time to start thinking about escape. There was a phone in this room, but there was no way she was ever going to get near it, not with Kale in there with her. So if she could just get away, maybe she could get to one of the other phones and call for help. I can't open the safe, April hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. So you just leave Layla out of this! She glanced at the desk off to her right, then suddenly dashed for it, picking up a glass that sat there and hurled it at her captor. Next was the penholder, then a paperweight and anything else she could get her hands on. Just one lucky shot to the head, just one! Down a deck, Layla wiped at her eyes, hips still moving. You can do it, pull yourself together, she thought to herself. You just have to keep them occupied until help comes. She forced herself to relax and get lost in the music. Her movements became more fluid until she was dancing like she was in a club. As she did, she didn't particularly look at anyone, but stared at various points on the wall. She could still feel the knife sliding across her skin. It was the perfect motivation to do as Cain told her. On the couch with the other girls, Christy shot Phil an icy glare. He wanted her to do what now? Forget it, then, she sniffed, crossing one leg over the other and turning her face the other way. Fuck that, she'd rather piss herself than become more entertainment for these sick assholes.
Thread: Money Can't Save You [Alvis Alendran || Squid]

Kale felt his mood darken suddenly as she refused to help, and as he was about to open his mouth to tell her off, he had to duck. The sound of shattering glass let him know that it was a good dodge, and he started ot move in on her. The pen holder was easy to brush aside, but Kale had to heave himself aside from the paperweight. The metal crashed off the wall, and then Kale lunged forward. His left hand balled inot a fist, and drove into April's stomach with all he had. As she was doubling over from the blow, he got his hand into her hairwrenching her around and slamming her into the desk. He pushed her face into the surface of the desk, and brought his pistol around to level right before her eye. he drew the hammer back slowly, letting each clcik sound loudly in the room. So you wanna fuckin' die then, huh? That's how it is? He paused, letting his anger change. It cooled, hardened, crystallized into a useful thing. He nodded. Or maybe you don't care if you die. Maybe we can find something else to scare you? He withdrew the gun, putting it in his pocket. Kale reached around, running his hand up her leg, fingers on the inside of her thigh, bringing it up to the hem of her dress, and then higher, sliding even higher. Phil sneered as Christy refused, and seemed ot be drawing himself up to react when Dale called out. Phil. Go check on James. See how far out we are. The big man ordered. Phil hesitated, but then nodded. No sense arguing with someone that big. He was muttering to himself as he went up the stairs. Cain looked at Layla in approval as she got herself moving. The girl had some moves, and some curves that made her appealing ot watch. But he was going to need more he imagined. Cain tapped the knife on his palm, weighing his options. She'd been at it for most of a song at this point, so he supposed it was time to change it up. Cain gave a glance over to Dale, raising his eyebrows. He inclined his head slightly to Layla, and licked his lips. Dale hesitated, thinking it over, before he nodded. Cain stood up, advance on the table, stopping when he got within arms length. He tapped the flat of his knife on the side of her torso. Take the dress off, I want to see some skin. Else I think I'll gut...that one. Cain pointed the knife at Jess. And you can tell her family that your pride was worth more than her life.
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Notes Wordcount 418 April let out a scream of anger and fear. She was fully prepared to throw the desk chair at him next. And as she swung around with it in on hand, she thought she would have had him. Except his fist ploughed into her mid section, forcing what air she had in her lungs out in a painful whoosh. As April was gasping for air, she felt her hair become trapped in his fingers, forcing her around and down onto the desk. Fuck! Her feeble struggling stopped when her eyes focused on the gun barrel that was right there in front of her face. Oh shit. She looked between him and the gun, wheezing as her lungs fought for air. Maybe she did want to die. Maybe she didn't. What she didn't want was this guy to think he could just push her around. What could you do that's scarier than a gun to the face? April breathed between clenched teeth, reaching behind her to try and push him away. The blood drained from her face as his hand began moving up the inside of her thigh. Don't fucking touch me! she shrieked, kicking and wriggling, trying to get away from him. I'll have your balls cut off for this! Christy snapped her head around as one of the other men told the pervert eying her up to leave. What was that all about? She shot him a tiny, subtly smug smirk at his turned back to leave. Seemed like there was some kind of hierarchy going on here. The big one was higher up than this 'Phil'. And the guy who'd taken April was clearly the leader of the group. But what about the psycho with the knife? Was he some kind of second-in-command? Almost forgetting that they were in a dangerous situation, Layla was torn from her thoughts and dancing when she felt that fucking knife against her side. Her body froze as she slowly looked down at the blade, then back up at the man. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. When he threatened Jessica, Layla shook her head, saying No, no, no, please! I'll do what you want, there's no need to hurt anybody. The cheetah wearing girl was softly crying into her hands. Biting her lower lip in concentration, Layla reached up behind her and slowly began unzipping her dress. It's just like wearing a bikini, she thought to herself. Just a pool party in your bikini, everything will be okay.
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When she went completely nuts from under him, Kale knew he had a winning plan here. She might be rich as fuck and stuck up to all hell, but no bitch took well to what he was threatening. But then, he supposed that he wasn't really threatening her with it. He was absolutely planning on making good on it. He lifted her head off hte desk and then slammed it back down. he did it again, doing what he could to ring a bell or two in her head, disorient her, before he stepped close to her, pressing himself up against her ass with his hips, using that weight to pin her to the desk. I'll touch whoever I want on this point you stupid bitch. And you will not do a damn thing to me that I don't ask you for. He snarled at her. He took his belt off, the leather sliding free easily. He whipped it around, the leather landing with a snap on her back, the long leather running up to between ehr shoulder blades. He didn't hit her again, it was all just to get things in position. Letting go of the belt he grabbed one of her forearms and brought it around, pressing it down on the small of her back, over the belt. He let go of her hair, and used his newly freed hand to grab her other arm, and twist it around to lay beside the other one. Keeping her wrists pinned with one hand, he started to mvove the belt around to start binding her. Do you know what's coming now bitch? Huh? Do you have any idea the shit I'm about to unleash on you? He asked her in a low, vicious tone. He was already starting to feel hard at this. Gods it had been so long since he had a bitch in a position like this. It was going to be amazing... Cain shook his head. No no no, all wrong. He said clearly, and then looked over at Jess. You there...Jess wasn't it? Get another song on, something with some bass, and a beat to it. He turned back to Layla. Strip while you dance, make it a show. I want to be entertained by this. Don't dissapoint me. Dale moved across the room, letting Barry take up position by the entrance to stop anyone bolting. Dale leaned on the back of hte couch near Christy. So you know girl, I sent Phil away because he was going ot beat the fuck out of you for turning him down. Seemed unneccesary, unprofessional-like. But I'll only every save you once, if Phil or any of the others want something and you turn 'em down, you're on your own from here. You got me? He warned her quietly. There wasn't any threat in Dale's voice, he seemed to be calm, together, unbothered. Like he was explaining the weather, not telling a person they were going to have no protection or support against things going forward. Like this was all very mundane to him.