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Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

He quickly looked around for away to escape his cell and saw the materials in the corner. He quickly came up with a plan. He opened up the flashlight and took the incandecense out of the bulb itself. He then hooked one battery up to the incandecense with some nylon from the sleeping bags. As the incandecense heated he started to poke the other battery with it. Drilling into the battery to let loose the acid it holds. As the nylon burned he continued to and more strips which looked like smoke signals coming out of the building. As soon as he had access to the acid he applied it to the top of a bar concentratying it as much as he could. As the bar was worn down he pulled it down towards him with all his might slowly bending the bar until there was a wide enough gap in the bars for him to escape.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Boxs, boxes and more boxes. It seemed her work never ended around her, not time for a little r and r. Wondering what that guy said about the fence not working anymore. Damn yet another thing she would have to look into tomorrow. She was no longer dressed in her uniform, but a pair of basket ball short and a black muscle shirt. Around her upper right leg was a gun holder, a pistol on her at all times even if her rifle was locked up. She was a good shot with just about anything, that's how she lasted so long by herself.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

He squeezed through the bars and went to the nearest window. He looked around to get a good idea of where he was when he saw Onica's fire. He instantly ran out of the building into that direction only stopping just out side of the building she was in. He decided it would be best to make her think she was in no harm then surprise her considering she was much better with a weapon than he was. He opened the door quietly entering the building he looked around for a sharp object finding virtually nothing. She had cleaned this place bare, but he did find a light bulb which he smashed against his leg collecting the biggest sharpest piece of the glass left. Picking up another piece he made his way towards the stairs. He quietly climbed the steps and looking for the room that had light coming from it. Once he found the room he took the smaller piece of glass and chucked it towards the window, as he hid just outside of the door. This better work.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

She did not really jump when she hear something hit the glass window, to bad when you throw something it normally bounces back toward where it was thrown. The small piece of glass laying there in the middle of the floor when she stood to go investigate. Hand gun in hand, the other free to bend down and pick up the light bulb frag. Keeping an eye on the door when she did so. Seemed what ever branch she was in they trained her well. Standing and making her way slowly to the door, pressing her back to the wall. Looking out into the hall way clearing that end before turning rather fast to clear the other way. If she would see anyone she would most likely shoot first and ask questions later. If not she would the girl would slowly make her way down the one way of the all. Keeping her back to the wall and trying her best to keep an eye out for anyone that may be around.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Seeing that the plan backfired Destation rushed down the steps as quietly as possible. He needed to be able to get to her before she got to him but that wasn't looking like it would be easy. On his way down he saw a fire alarm and pulled the switch. Then continued down the steps to the ground floor where he opened the door to the outside. He quickly shouted raider slang into the air, Search the hole! If's you find meat we kill it and gets its as grub! Then slamming the door. Using many different tones of voices he had himself reply to the oder in similar slang.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

She had an idea about what going on. It it was really raider that had thrown the glass they would have rushed the room with her in it or not...weather or not she had a weapons. They would not have pulled the fire alarm, that would just have alerted anyone that was near of there being in that building. Taking her time to look around the upper level, moving to the lower level as soon as she heard the door slam at the bottom of the stares. Going to look at the cage. Just as she thought, knowing he would be back ether that night or some time soon to get back what he had lost to her. An when he did, well she would be ready. The night went by it seemed with out a sign of the male she had caught. So had most of the day, but then again she was sure not even that guy was stupid enough to run around in the rain. Giving her time to repair the broken bar to the cage. Hard work but she was able to do it in less then a few hours, give or take the times she went up stares to make sure he did not manage to sneak pass her in her work. But as the day went on it seemed the rain died down for at less a like while and Onica seemed to be no where in sight.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Destation had been holed up in a sewer drain most of the day. The rain making his stay there rather miserable. The lady he was now in conflict with sure was smart. Smarter than anyone he'd ever known. He began to doubt his course of action through all this. Well he could always try persuasion hoping she wouldn't shoot him. He began thinking if marines had any honor. Well it was worth a shot, he doubted he could make it out of here and survive without his stuff. Coming to the conclusion he gathered himself up opened the manhole he had been hiding in and climbed out. The rain was gone for the most part now he realized happily. Maybe his luck was turning around. He walked back to the building he had lost saw her in with his hands behind his head the entire way. As he came to the building he shouted hoping she would hear him. HEY LADY! LOOK I THINK WE GOT OFF ON THE WRONG FOOT IF YOU WOULD JUST COME OUT I'M SURE WE COULD TALK THIS OUT! I'M UNARMED DON'T WORRY I'M NOT TRYING TO PULL ANYTHING! His lungs were giving out by the end of his shout.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

She knew he would come back but she was not waiting for him to be so willing to get her notice his presents. However, she was not so trusting now and days. Plus...well....he just caused a hell of a lot of damage to her home. First the the cage, then breaking a light bulb which were starting to become hard to find, the pulling the fire alarm which could have drawn even more unwanted people to the base. Ether way you looked at it this man had put her in a sour mood. Going up behind him with her hand gun already drawn. Going up behind him, doing her best to keep him from seeing her....if she did it right she would be right behind him her the muzzle of her gun pressed into the back of his right shoulder.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

As Destation felt a piece of mettle touch his shoulder he sprung in to action. Even though he was very trusting of people he wasn't easy to kill. He quickly spun to the left since he felt the gun on the right, he was hoping to hit the wrist of the hand that had held the gun though if it wasn't a hand gun the barrel would do just as well. If he noticed the gun moving the other way his next step would be a quick strike to the person's throat.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

He may have been fast, but one this was for sure....never move when a person's finger was on the trigger and their not scared to pull it. It only takes a moment of a second to shot and the minute she saw him start to turn that's just what she did. Her finger moving faster then his spin. Even if the round did not hit him, the thought alone would give her time to back up and get off a few more rounds.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Well no one ever said that Destation was smart, as the bullet ripped through his shoulder he quickly fell to the ground, screaming, AHHH!!! YOU DAM CUNT! ILL RIP YOUR GOD DAMED FACE OF AND FEED IT TO THE RAIDERS! FUUUUUCK! The pain in his shoulder was excruciating for him since he knew very little about pain even in these troubled times. He attempted to get up but all he could do was roll over on his back.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

The sound of her chambering a round could be heard as she pointed the gun at his head, I'd like to see you do that. Really I would like to see you make the damn winter with the use of only one arm, no gear and back out in the city where you should of stayed. I think the raiders would have a good time with your ass. After all I'm sure there going to be getting really hungry when food starts running low. Winter had always been the hardest months to go threw after the war, crops didn't grow in the winter and well can food was starting to run low in the city limits. But you know I'm not going to be as trusting of you this time around you little rat. Her hands where got kind as she grabbed him where his wound was, doing her best to roll him over and cuff the little rodent. Searching him once she knew he was secured and knowing with that gun shot wound and his hurt shoulder bent back in cuffs....all she would have to do was give his arm a good pull if he started to act up. If she found nothing on his body she would pull him up and throw him back into that cage. Only this time he found find it empty. No sleeping bag, no food, no water, and this time no flashlight. Just him, in cuffs with a gun shot wound. She would return to the cage just as the sun was setting. A small bag in one hand and a pot of hot water in the other, keeping everything out side the cage until she fixed it so a bar ran between his hands as he was handcuffed again behind his back. I'm not going to lie. What I'm about to do is going to hurt.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

He wanted to say some witty smart ass comment but the gun aimed at his head was certainly a convincing argument to not do so. He laid there his rage quickly turning into self pity. Normally he would be furious if she checked him and he still had his stuff but he didn't care now there was nothing he needed on him. As she found nothing she took him to the cage where he began talking to himself for most of the day. What have I done that was so wrong that I deserved this. All I did was walk up and say hi. Biggest mistake of my life... He went rattling on as she came back in as the bullet hole began to sting a little bit again. His eyes widened when she mentioned pain. Oh come on lady! I never ment nothin! I was just looking for someone to talk to. Please I'll do anything just don't torture me to death!
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Torture you to death no, Save your arm yes. Going but returning with the bag and pot in hand. Pulling a towel from the bag first and letting it sit in the water before using it to clean the wound. Next taking out a few things that did not look to friendly. The next few hours would be hell as she tried to get out the bullet, clean the inside of the wound, and fix it up from the inside working her way out. Making sure that he would not loose his arm and any major bleeding would stop. Her eyes not moving from her work even as she took a blade and cut away his shirt so she could patch up and bandage up his shoulder.
Thread: The city life (Skelace x Onica)

Destation looked rather comforted by her words until he felt her digging around inside of him. He was not a very good patient as he squirmed and squeeled at the pain. As she tore his shirt he would then shout about that. Hey! Hey! Thats my favorite shirt! You have no right to tear it! I thought you were saving my arm not chopping it off! Owwwww! Whats your problem lady!? I think you enjoy this more then raiders do. He went on and on for as long as she worked.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

I've been kicked out and replaced. Continue on.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I Wandering aimlessly without a care in the world was Amelia's only specialty. She always seemed to be lost or confused, and never really cared in the least. The many distractions of the world were enough to take her mind off of whatever distasteful situation she may happen to get herself into. Everything was a distraction to this girl she was one of the most bizarre people anyone had the displeasure to meet. There was no reasoning with her, she could never focus on one thing for too long. It made her brain ache, which in turn caused her to become violently upset, sometimes throwing tantrums. It was a wonder how she made it day-to-day, just walking straight ahead. Luckily, she now had a dear friend--her only friend--with her to help her with her travels. Reina, at least, was self-sufficient. The poor girl had to play a motherly role with Amelia, helping her with tasks as menial as making sure she didn't wander off too far. Hidden below the depths of what seemed to be irreparable stupidity, lay the powers of a magician. Should she find a way to focus long enough to harness her magical capabilities, she could have the potential to be quite strong and useful. For now and maybe forever, she was just the oddball that was content having nothing, and being no one. She had thick, dark locks that swirled around her face, framing it in a dark wreath of curls. It seemed quite messy, but that wasn't a surpise. Her appearance was as eccentric as her personality. Under long black lashes, blue eyes gleamed at the sky, as though she was a simple child dreaming about the shapes in the clouds. That wouldn't have been a big surprise either. A little upside down moon-shaped mark lay right under her left eye the mark of her clan. The busty young woman, about sixteen years old, was dressed in garb that suited her lifestyle. She wore a simple brown bustier, simply strung up the center with white strings. She wore a short red skirt, with dark brown tights underneath that cut off at her knees. A red ribbon was tied around her head, strands of her dark hair falling around it at various places. Her boots met the stockings at the knees. They were worn and dirty but she liked them that way. If they were dirty, no one would steal them! That was perfect logic. She couldn't travel without a good pair of boots. Amelia ran up to Reina's side, grasping her hand in her own. Where are we going now, Reina? She asked, her childlike amazement returning to her eyes. She loved Reina so dearly. That girl was the only person who seemed like her at all, and only found her slightly irritating. It was a welcome relief from the usual.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I The man looked over the approaching loudmouth. She dared quote law to him, try to warn him off? She was the reason this world was in the shit right now. He could feel his arm tensing up, just wanting to put her down for the good of the world. But instead, all he did was hocked a large lougie at her feet. Don't think you're qualified to tell me shit, oh destroyer of the world. Now get out of here, looking for some people with brains and vision.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I ? - - - - ---- ? ? ? ---- - - - - ? ? in ??ino?? X x x X More than slightly taken aback, the blond blinked in surprise as she took a step away from the projectile spat into the dirt at her feet. She stared at the ground, her expression a mixture of disgust and anger, her pale brows furrowed. A sudden gust of wind shifted the hair on her brow, and disturbed the weapon strapped to her back, whipping his scarf around her body with such force that if she hadn??t leaned against it she would have taken an involuntary step forward. The abrupt motion ruffled her skirt and the frilly material beneath it, exposing momentarily too much skin than was proper for a girl her age, causing the color of her cheeks to deepen a shade. ?You . . . ? she trailed off, her voice hesitant at first, then it seemed as though her predominant emotion tipped towards anger. ?H-how dare you!? Her temper flared, but it was rapidly subdued her soldier training had taught her better than to allow herself to direct her emotions at a civilian, even when they spoke to her in a degrading manner. She put a hand to Amelia??s arm to steady the unstable girl, to still her and perhaps keep her from doing something rash. The brunette at her side tended to be reckless and unpredictable when it came to dealing with her emotions, primarily anger. When in a rage, Reina had witnessed a band of rugged men blown to smithereens with a blast of misdirected magic that rivaled that of a well trained Elementalist. She leveled her eyes with Amelia??s crystal blue ones, as though passing through her stern gaze a message, thought she knew it would probably be lost on her regardless. She pressed her forehead to her friend??s briefly, a subtle physical expression of endearment she couldn??t resist. She whirled around not unlike an exuberant magical girl or an imitation dance move, and thrust her finger in the man??s direction. ?I??m not going to let you talk to me like that!? She had resumed that childish sing-song voice she had used previously, only a hint of satisfaction colored her bold words. She really thought this petty man a fool, and would have no qualms with squashing him if the need arose. ?I??ll have you know that in Rhonius, I could arrest you on the grounds of disrespect alone for treating me in that way!? She resisted the urge to hurl an insult at him, adding as an afterthought, ?I have plenty of brains.? X x x X ? - - - - ---- ????? ?? ?? , ???? ? ? ?? y?? ---- - - - - ?
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Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I Inside of the shapely young woman, a storm of rage and hatred was brewing and boiling in her veins. She could hardly contain the strong feelings that were welling up inside of her! What right did this man have to talk so crudely to her dear Reina? How dare he have the nerve to speak so negatively to her? Reina was simply trying to assist the man, warning him of the impending dangers that would await him should he continue upon the path the was currently following. Why, he should have been on his knees, kissing the ground at her feet in gratitude! There was no kindness these days everyone was so rude. She would not grant him an excuse of any kind for the treatment of her best and only friend. Amelia managed to wiggle out of Reina's gentle grasp, stomping angrily towards the man as quickly as her legs could muster. Why, she just felt like smacking him into the netherworld. She did not even find the need to reconsider. She would murder this man. How dare you! She copied, pointing her finger accusingly at the stranger. You have no right to speak to Reina in such a manner! You're the one with no intellig-- The poor girl did not get the chance to finish her last statement. Her legs suddenly became entangled into one another, and she fell forward and began to tumble. She let out a scream as she rolled across the ground, landing at his feet with a thud. She looked up from her place on the ground, still sprawled out on her stomach, and continued her tirade. You're the one with no brains! How odd. She did not seem at all phased by her most embarrassing predicament.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I Well we're not in Rhonius, and I don't see any of your dipshit buddies, either, the loudmouth continued right back at Reina. He stepped back as Amelia tripped, keeping just out of her reach, doing little more than quirking an eyebrow at her display. Flashes of panties and bare thighs. He shook his head slowly. But what do you care? You're probably just camp women. Go, ply your trade somwhere else, I need skilled poeple, skilled in arts other than laying upon thier back.
Thread: The Price of Freedom

Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I ? - - - - ---- ? ? ? ---- - - - - ? ? in ??ino?? X x x X Taken aback by the man??s implications and hostility, the knight balled her fists at her sides and stared him down, her gaze steely. Any respectable woman would have been completely put off by his foul remarks he had dared to call her a whore? She had no reason to stand there and be disrespected by so lowly a man, and saw no reason to risk arrest a second time by slaying him in the streets. ?You insult me,? she countered, stiffly. ?Amelia, we have no business consorting with such a disgusting excuse of a man. Come. ?? With that she stepped forward and looped her arm through Amelia??s, hauling her clumsy friend to her feet with more ease than one would expect of her stature. She promptly flipped her hair from her shoulder, and turned her back to him, thus dismissing him from her attention entirely. She had no interested in his affairs and merely meant to extend to him a friendly warning. ?Shall we again beg entry into the city?? The sweltering heat was quickly becoming completely unbearable, and she really didn??t look forward to developing sunburns on her exposed areas. X x x X ? - - - - ---- ????? ?? ?? , ???? ? ? ?? y?? ---- - - - - ?
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Re I Hate Titles Cash, Kitteh, and I Yeah! Amelia shouted in agreement to her lovely, petite friend. And for your information mister, I'm good at all sorts of things and lying on my back! The brunette, of course, had no idea as to what he was implying with his earlier statement. After being hauled to her feet, she dusted herself off quickly, before childishly sticking out her tongue at him. Don't ever insult my Reina again, or I'll kick you so hard you won't know what to do with yourself! She pointed her finger at him and downward, motioning to his lower half. Her threat was not at all hollow for being such a ditzy young woman, she was never afraid to exert physical violence on an offender. He's lucky you grabbed me Reina, or else I would have killed him for you! She felt the need to add that in at the last moment, before turning away from him, mimicking the blonde's every movements. She wiped a bit of sweat from her dainty brow, squinting up at the sky. It's so hot! The subject had completely changed for her she couldn't focus on any one thing for too long. Maybe we should undress? My friend Irvine always told me that when it's hot, get undressed and drink magic water and you'll feel much better!
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? - - - - ---- ? ? ? ---- - - - - ? ? in ??ino?? X x x X Reina slapped her forehead with her palm at Amelia??s ??witty?? comeback, shaking her head while trying to keep the smile from curving her lips. Before she had a chance to correct her, the brunette continued to talk, making an obscene suggestion. ?He what!? What on earth ? ?? she trailed off with a shake of her head, deciding it was better to leave it alone than question it. She grabbed her friend??s arms to halt the undressing process, looking Amelia in the eyes and firmly commanded, ?Now Amelia, stop doing that right now, not in the middle of the street. No!?? It was as though she were speaking to a toddler or a disobedient pup, but there was laughter in her eyes. No one amused her more than Amelia and sometimes what she needed more than anything was a reason to smile. To her surprise the grotesque stranger turned towards them in a state of maddened fury and wailed a battle cry, running at them with his pickaxe swinging over his head in the manner of a helicopter. ?Look out!?? Reina cried, flinging her body on top of Amelia??s in an attempt to remove her from the path of danger. He wasn??t ready to give up, looking more like a deranged troll or a goblin as he approached them a second time, madness in his wild eyes. Reina looked down at Amelia, her face a mere inch or so from Amelia??s, her eyes wide with fright. ?Don??t worry,?? she said, calmly, ?I??ll protect you!?? She began to attempt to untangle her legs from her friend??s, her hand falling awkwardly on Amelia??s left breast as she attempted to gain some leverage. Her face colored. ?HOW DARE YOU!? he wailed, bringing the axe above his head and then swinging it down at where the girl??s were lying on the ground. X x x X ? - - - - ---- ????? ?? ?? , ???? ? ? ?? y?? ---- - - - - ? ? - - - - ---- ? ? ? ---- - - - - ?