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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 3, 2005 16:26:09 GMT -5
"There is only one person I know that uses pink chalk and that's Katrina Van Tassel!" Ichabod Crane shouted.
"Ah'd keep m'mouth shut if Ah were you, pilgrim. You, get goin'," Shooter prodded Viv with his boot.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 3, 2005 16:36:44 GMT -5
She got down on her hands and knees and crawled under the table searching for the stupid annoying godawful ugly piece of pink chalk. Finally she spotted it in the far corner of the room, grabbing it up in her hand she bounced back up onto her feet.
"Eureka!"
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 3, 2005 16:56:16 GMT -5
"You say that yer a streaker, Ah'm gonna have t'kill you on principle and get yer friend Zack t'do the ritual himself. 'N y'know th'idiot would bungle it outta sheer incompetance."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 3, 2005 17:12:23 GMT -5
She got back down on her hands and knees and drew a very large circle around the two of them big enough for two bodies to lay in. She looked up at Shooter with a pensive look. He had to be unconcious for this to work and she knew he wouldn't take to that idea to nicely. Carefully, she withdrew her wand and pointed it at him.
"Nap time." She said casting the stunning spell at him. He crumpled down to the floor and she straightened him out inside of the circle. She picked up the book she had left outside of the circle and brought it in with her and lyed down next to him. Slowly, she began to chant the spell hoping it went as well this time as it went last time.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 3, 2005 17:14:23 GMT -5
(Wanna just post like she's inside his head?)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 3, 2005 17:25:22 GMT -5
Vivian shivered as she entered the all too familar gray landscape of Zacks mind. she hoped this would be the last time she'd ever have to be in here at least last time Roux was stil in here in case things went insane. Now she had truly no one, knowing that Zack was probably off hiding too afraid to even stand up to these insane people. (hm shoukld her thoughts be heard like she was tlaking aloud or should they just be her thoughts becasue shes seriously offending Zack here.)
"Ok." she called out. "Who here wants out?"
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 3, 2005 17:38:18 GMT -5
the first man to arrive was none other than Shooter himself. Where he'd come from, Sands was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He smiled insincerely and gestured with a toss of his head at the rock beside him. Arranged on top half smothered under steel chains was Zack looking as though he were trying to simply not pass out under the weight.
"You see... without the Manny around, it because fairly easy to corall all those other guys and get them to do our bidding. Shooter here was invaluable."
"Jes doin' wha's right by me, pardner."
"Just the same, I'd think you've earned your freedom, as have I. It's not everyday I get the satisfaction of knowing, that my sworn enemy just got defeated. Maybe there really is power in numbers," Sands smirked. "Now if you'll cooperate, sugarbutt, I'd appreciate it. I promise this'll be the last time you have to cart me out of here."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 3, 2005 17:46:18 GMT -5
"Your promises mean nothing to me." She said coldly. "But if it's only you two who are leaving then so be it but before that..."
Vivian walked over to the rock that Zack was chained to and pulle dout her wand.
"Zack, what did you get yourself into this time." she muttered, gently kissing him on the cheek. She pulled back and with a wave of her wand the chains disappearedc, she caught him as he fell forward and lowered him gently to the ground.
Turning back she straightened out and gabbed the two mens hands and chanted the spell again and with a flash the foggy gray land was gone and they were back in her rooms.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 3, 2005 17:53:49 GMT -5
Zack's body slowly melted back into his own unconscious form, but that still left the new presences of Shooter and Sands.
"Not to worry, sugarbutt, I've erased every bit of us from his head, unlike last time. Never really got the chance last time, if you remember correctly," Sands snorted.
"Well, pilgrim?"
"Hm?"
"You promised."
"I did, didn't I? And what's right is right."
"And fair is fair," Shooter grinned. He turned his gaze to Viv with a sharp glint in his eyes.
"Sorry 'bout this, but I kinda promised he could have at you. I told him what a swell fuck you were and well... he got realy interested," Sands shrugged. "I want nothing. Just the ability to get the fuck out of here and maybe get down to Mexico. See, I think it might be easier this time around... with eyes and all. But good luck with Shooter. Let me know how that turns out."
"Yer purdy," Shooter drawled, catching up Viv's hand and planting a kiss on it.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 15:12:55 GMT -5
She jerked her hand backwards as if she'd been bitten.
"Keep your digusting self away from me." She hissed.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 15:39:07 GMT -5
"Ah'm not so sure I wanna be doin' that, little missy. See... ye cut me real deep jes now 'n I wanna make sure yer didn' really mean what ye said," Shooter answered reasonably.
Sands shrugged sheepishly.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 15:43:14 GMT -5
She shot Sands a look of pure loathing before returning her attention back onto the southern hick.
She was seething. So it wasn't much of a surprise when her favorite vase seemingly shattered on its own accord.
"You keep away from me." She snarled.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 15:59:25 GMT -5
(Is Roux healed at this time? Cuz I think he is...)
Roux rounded the corner. His first day back still in bandages had been awkward, but it was nothing compared to what he was seeing now.
"Sands? Shooter?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 16:03:32 GMT -5
"Oh thank God." She muttered walking over to Roux. "They just don't seem to want to leave."
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 16:14:43 GMT -5
"Fuck, I'm gone. You just have to promise that I can get out of Hogsmeade, unlike last time."
"Last time, you killed 7 people!" Roux yelled.
Sands grinned. "But they got in my way. I had to do something."
"Will ye all kindly stop messin' with mah affairs?" Shooter growled.
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