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Post by |Sasha|Ekatarina|Helena| on Jan 14, 2008 1:17:10 GMT 7
They All Deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett,
Tell you why.
Because In all of the whole human race,
Mrs. Lovett--
There are two kind of men,
and only two...
She nearly laughed as She almost killed herself. Sasha had to watch the ground carefully, and move swiftly all the same. There were many obstacles that Ardastos didn't like either. The 'high' wires as she called them were buzzing on the ground, and the dim lighting didn't help much either. Sure it was a little illuminated, but not enough for Sasha's liking. She made sure Ardastos stayed by her side and always watched for anything that could harm him. Sasha was more concerned for her Pinscher's safety then her own. Of course Ms. Sophronia was selfish but her dog meant more to her then everything... well if she could have a piece of goverment official that would mean a lot too.
Finding a flimsy chair, she took her seat. She'd been moving all day, and though she wasn't tired she was quite hungry and there wasn't any use in wearing on her stomach anymore. Adrastos took a seat next to his owner and she gave him a pet on his capit. His ears flopped under her hand but then turned back upright and pointed. Adrastos was the only creature now that that she even liked. She truly hated every other being, but despised most the prissy street walkers. She had a bit of compassion towards her dark dwellers, but not much. Not much at all.
She flipped out her switch blade and then closed it, flipped it and closed, flipped and closed, she was hungry, but wouldn't let on. Her corset felt tighter now then it had in a while, she wasn't quite sure why, but it did. she undid the top lace on her thigh boots and rubbed where they had touched her dark pants. She had a long sleeved shirt on under her corset, as to keep her somewhat warm and decent. The switchblade found its way to the back of Adrastos, and Sasha held a little hair up from her dog's back. with an easy flick of her wrist she cut the hair of her 'ears' as she called him. What was the point of this? None truly know, but what can be expressed was a bit of boredome. Sure, there was hell going on, but it didn't phase her much. She enjoyed the hellish ways, proving her to be a good rebel.
Sasha nearly fired her pistol, which she had quickly drawn, when heard a crash. Friggen Rats, she thought, all those rats did was be disgusting. Sasha hated animals, all except her Boy, and especially vermins. Filthy sewer dwelling creatures. Then again, She too dwelled amoung the under-ground tunnels. The difference between Sasha and the Rats was that The rats wished to dwell her, Sasha desired to inhabit the streets. The only way that could happen is through death of the government... Oh and it would come if Sasha had anything to do with it.
She soon rose from her chair, Adrastos already was alert because of the rats. He too disliked other animals and creatures, he was just as bad as Miss Sasha. She began to walk down the corridor, dodging a hidden steak that had been shooting ground up. She looked on both sides of her and small tunnels, even doors lead to other places. She wondered where to go, but her usually spontaneousness took over her body. Straight she would walk, straight. Hearing a noise made her go this way. She wished it was some rich, money grubber who wanted to kill her as bad as she wanted to kill it... Oh she wished so bad. She was in the mood for blood shed, hell she was always in that mood. She decided to speak, she decided to speak with the certain bravado she was born with... If anyone was there they could not resist trying to figure out who this girl with the accent was... Gay Straight Bisexual, Sasha was kind of irresistable.
"Hello."
Theres the one staying put,
in his proper place.
And the one with his foot,
in the other ones Face!
Look at Me, Mrs. Lovett, Look at you.
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 4:30:09 GMT 7
Anna was high in the rafters stalking the figure below. Her movement as graceful as a cat. She made no sound when she moved. She had nothing but black on her whole body. Her crystal blue eyes darted around. She snuck out of her new 'family' she just liked being by herself more.
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Post by |Sasha|Ekatarina|Helena| on Jan 15, 2008 7:36:55 GMT 7
Sasha nearly snapped at Adrastos when he started his maniac barking and such. She couldn't stand his dastardly eyes any more, peering towards the tunnel roof. She knew it wouldn't be smart to reach for a grenade at this time. It wouldn't catch enough ground and surly would reach her. The object she spotted above was too far for Sasha's switchblade to effectivley reach, the only option left was to throw Adrastos up into the rafters, or pull her pistol. The pistol sounded best.
With a sick laugh emitting from the femme fatal's throat she pulled her pistol pointed towards little things she could spot from the barley visible object. Some light reflected from the ground pointing out tiny features on the figure. Strangely enough, Sasha wasn't convinced she should let this crawler live. Who gives two tears if the damn figure was a 12 year old little girl having a friggen tea party?
Alright, love, I see ya'. You're not nothing I can't handle, nor nothing I won't try to. Don't test my paitence dear, come on from your crypts.
Sasha spoke in somewhat an unusual dialect, but her growing up in rural areas, there was not much need for an educated language. They all talked like anyone wanted, never too formal... what was the point? She looked at Ardarstos who was still barking his ear splitting barks, and snapped directly in his face then ear. He sat beside her booted leg.
Sasha had no pity, no compassion, no guilt, no hope, nothing one could desire to have... except for the many points of her physical features and also her confidence. Though she didn't believe in much she believed in herself, and that was the most important thing. As for everyone else... lets say if Sasha had a chance to set them afire, let them live then set them afire ten fold, she would. Oh she would, and she'd laugh, and she'd laugh like the lunatic next door. I'll end with this, "Cross her once Shame on you, Cross her Twice you wont have to feel shame... you won't feel anything."
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 15, 2008 8:01:18 GMT 7
Anna walked to where the mood would shine on her. Annas 19 year old body shone with a glow from the mood. Her black purple hair glowed. "Some one rang. I wish no harm on you. No will I harm you. Lowwer your gun and your dog and I'll come closer." Annas blue eyes looked at the girl.
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Post by |Sasha|Ekatarina|Helena| on Jan 16, 2008 3:23:31 GMT 7
A startling laugh was let loose and rang thoughout all around's ears. It was a bit scary, but not to Ms. Aglaia. She truly wished to frighten this girl to no possible end. She absolutely wished that this girl would fall from the rafters and half of her land on a pole, the other half in an electricle box. Actually, if she had a choice of another option, she'd wish that the girl land half in water and an high wire... the fireworks could entertain Sasha.
From what Sasha could tell the other figure was feminine, and the girls hair was... purple? Maybe just highlights. Anyways, Sasha thought that was stupid and that it looked stupid and that this girl was nothing more then stupid. She kept her pistol pointed towards the girl, fourth most powerful pistol known to man it was. No way in hell she'd put it down, nor would she let Ardastos rest. Never.
Not particularly, darling, for I don't care to call on you. I don't know who you are, then again if you want the truth... I don't care to know who you are. Sasha responded to the comment 'Someone Rang.' Someone rang? What? Sasha couldn't believe the girl had just said that. That was pretty damn lame.
Hmm... Let me think 'bout that, love. Don't know if I'd actually trust you now.... No, I don't. But lets say I did 'ctully lower my gun, and called off me hound, I could still kick your ass with my bare hands.
A powerful statement from a powerful, cruel girl. Well she was a lady of some sorts. She wore feminine things as corsets and high boots. She was quite pretty, but not interested in other femme's. If she was this girl would not be on her list of people to impress. She didn't quite thing this girl was pretty in ways. Her eyes were dull in comparison to the moon, and thats just a fact. If you are to challenge the moon or sun or any wonderful bound of nature be prepared to loose.
An' though I can beat you with my bare 'ands, I don't think I'd like you any closer. Why would I wan' you closer? Who are you?
Was it cold of the girl to say, oh yes. Was it easy for the girl to say, oh yes. Did she enjoy saying it possibly tearing this girls self esteem, oh yes. Sasha looked down to Ears and whispered something inaudible to thoose but him. What did she whisper, you ask? The only thing that'd be appropriate at the time. On Gaurd. She said softly snapping once then twice. Ardastos was smart, he knew what she meant and stood in a crouching position. Should this... girl come too close Ardastos would have some lunch, hmm maybe dinner? Oh well, whatever it was, It'd be a nice meal.
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 16, 2008 4:35:22 GMT 7
"Names Annabella Love Nightshade. And sence you wont drop your wepon I wont come closer." Anna watched the girl a smirk was on her face. "You wish to kill me be my guest no one would miss me. Just be sure to tell James I'll miss him. And that he can keep all of my things. And that the lad grew on me." Annas eyes staired at the girl. She didn't fear death. She accepted it.
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Post by |Sasha|Ekatarina|Helena| on Jan 17, 2008 5:13:23 GMT 7
How cute, Annabelle. Ain't there a reindeer named after you? Wipe the smirk from that face of yours, it is most certainly not attractive nor satisfying to the eye.
Sasha responded with an undeniable inhumaness and with not an ounce of sensitivity for the girl. None at all. She just wished that this girl do her bidding for her, that this girl might even drop dead. She kind of wanted to know where the others were, she kind of wished to have someone else... male that she could torment. She loved to torment men, it was always a passion of hers, but with this... thing she just wasn't feeling it.
Wow, Sad story... not sure I care for it though. I've never been one to fall for stupidity... then again I don't feel as lowly as myself like you do. Apparently you want to die, and thats okay. I understand why you wouldn't want someone being cruel to you anymore, but I have a suggestion... Join the government if your such a woos. And who the hell is James, love?
She said it all too cold to be kind. The words weren't as harsh but how they were spoken could have been devistating. Sasha was never one to fall for thoose sob stories, she didn't believe in displaying weakness like this purple haired freak did. Yeah, the girl was emo, but Sasha didn't see it as any excuse to try to feed Sasha that crap story. James, who's james. Ah, He's a man. Maybe a good looking one at that. Sasha was eating that up, she absolutly loved the idea of male contact, but wouldn't fawn over it to this reindeer girl.
She clucked from the side of her mouth and Adrastos legs were relaxed, he still stood watching the freak though. Sasha did not call him fully off gaurd. She wasn't that stupid, hell she wasn't stupid at all. Her gun wasn't any more weight in her hand then before, and it was still held towards the thing. She now had a smirk on, contradicting the other girls. The other girls smirk looked nasty to Sasha, but Sasha knew her own smirk was attractive in itself. She wondered if James was half as cruel as She?
ooc: sorry its crappy.
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 18, 2008 4:52:09 GMT 7
"Don't call me love. And James is the rebel leaders brother. He has a very short temper. And your smirk does you no justice dear."
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Post by |Sasha|Ekatarina|Helena| on Jan 19, 2008 9:32:09 GMT 7
Aglaia laughed sinisterly. How dare this girl insult her. How dare this girl have the ordacity to think she was better then Sasha. How dare this girl tell Sasha what and what not she shall be adressed as. Didn't she know who Sasha was? Didn't she? Hah, well apparently not. Sasha just glared at the freak before her, eyes burning through all distructable... like this girls self-esteem.
."I'll Call you what I want. And I like people with flaring tempers, we seem to get along. Se you, love, are all too mellow for me. Then again, you'll probably just copy my lines like "Well your smirk doesn't suit you either" so I wont say much more that you will be able to copy."
She mocked the girl in cruel tones, yet they were beautifully in their own strange ways. They couldn't be explained well without being heard with one's own ears. The powerful pistol was now lowered a bit. This dainty fool was obviously no threat to her, atleast not that she knew of. She truly believed that this girl had no chance of ever getting to her, and the truth was it was hard to get to her. What does it matter? He was probably a loser just like this girl.
" I haven't had the pleasure of meeting James. Nor, am I sure I want it. Where does he dwell? I mean, with everyone else?"
ooc: Sorry not much muse =(
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