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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Mar 7, 2005 0:15:58 GMT -5
"Nice," I said, picking the girl up gently. "Hey there. Can you hear me?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Mar 7, 2005 1:39:12 GMT -5
"No, that's harpy screeches," I muttered, rapidly flicking pages.
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Post by Simon on Mar 7, 2005 3:02:47 GMT -5
*Twaney's POV*
Another screech came before I could respond. This one was big.
I screamed.
*Simon's POV*
I tried wrestling him off. Then came a screech, distant, not intended for me. I could also hear where it was coming from.
I made the disk bigger. "Stop it." I said to my brother.
"Stop what?" He asked.
"Stop it, leave her alone... leave her out of this!" I yelled.
"I'll direct it at you then!" He said. A screech came to me. It hurt! I couldn't believe that he would put her through this. But I was happy he threw it at me though. Even though I couldn't move with the amount of pain it caused. How did he get this power?
(((I think it's up to Jack now)))
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Post by Simon on Mar 7, 2005 3:03:33 GMT -5
*Twaney's POV*
The screechings stopped. I lay quietly in the man's lap.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Mar 7, 2005 13:21:59 GMT -5
"Let me out there," I growled warningly.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Mar 8, 2005 2:30:19 GMT -5
"Jessy..." I began, then bowed my head. "Through the tunnel. Have Mal open it for you. I'll take care of the girl," I watched as Jessy headed for the tunnel. "She's stubborn, sometimes, but she's my daughter. I woudln't tade her for anything. So," I said looked at the girl in my lap. "You got a name?"
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Post by Simon on Mar 8, 2005 3:05:32 GMT -5
*Twaney's POV*
"T-Twaney." I replied hesitantly.
I looked up, trying to hold back the tears... but they came.
*Simon's POV*
With the screechings, it was kinda hard to concentrate. But I managed to get up.
How was he able to do this? I knew he was powerful, but THIS powerful? I had to finish this quickly.
He floated over on the disk. The straps wrapped around my arms and the middle one around my neck.
"If I have to, I'll kill you!" He said quietly.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Mar 8, 2005 4:53:03 GMT -5
"'Twaney'?" I said with a gentle smile. "Nice name. "So the guy you were with's you're brother?" She nodded, again a bit hesitantly. "Hey, relax. You have my word, no one will hurt you as long as I live. Or if I don't, actually. I have powerful friends."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Mar 8, 2005 13:52:35 GMT -5
"If I have to I'll kill you. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought this was dictation night," I growled.
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Post by Simon on Mar 9, 2005 1:10:52 GMT -5
"Let's see just what you can do!" Said my brother.
He floated up, standing on the black disk. I didn't know how he was going to be able to fight her, especially with those straps on. But he was able to stop me from basically moving alltogether... so I really didn't know what he was capable of!
He dropped me onto the floor. I tryed getting up. It didn't work... there was too much pain.
"Kill him." Was all I could say to the girl. I didn't care if he was my brother anymore... that excuse was out of date. He didn't deserve to live.
(((In a couple of posts, I'll let you kill him... but for now, fight him)))
*Twaney's POV*
"Thanks." I replied and smiled.
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Post by TPot on Mar 9, 2005 1:14:54 GMT -5
"With pleasure." There was something wrong with my nose. I jumped on the guys back. He lost balance and fell to the ground. I started to pummel into him.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Mar 9, 2005 2:12:35 GMT -5
Jack was thrown off scarily easily. I wasn't looking forwards to this. I managed to shift and get round the man. I went for his ankle which gave away with a sickening yet satisfying crunch.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Mar 9, 2005 2:24:50 GMT -5
"You're welcome," I said with a smile. "Bad guys need to learn, you go after people 'round here, there's near twenty people waiting to pummel you."
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Post by Simon on Mar 10, 2005 2:07:55 GMT -5
*Twaney's POV*
"I don't like to fight." I replied, looking around the place, then got distracted, "wow! what a cool place!"
I jumped off the man's lap and ran to one of the cool-looking things near the wall.
*Simon's POV*
My brother kicked the lion (I had to choose something... you don't mind, right?) off and turned around.
His ankly was definately sore.
I got up slowly and crawled to a nearby wall. The pain was unbearable. How could he fight AND control these screachings?
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Mar 10, 2005 2:39:47 GMT -5
"Video screen," I said. "Camera to outside. But I don't think we should turn it on right now."
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