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Post by Skidar on Jan 16, 2018 22:57:28 GMT
Alan did his best to ignore Ashley, even if he did have a point, he wished he had a hand free to thump him across the skull. Never blab in an interrogation you idiot. You're gonna get us all killed. he shot into Ashley's head. Alan narrowed dark blue eyes at Alfonse's suddenly interested face. He stooped over to look at them more closely.
"I see, that's promising. I suppose this could work." Maybe his plan with Nico had been a bit premature. Ah well, he could let the little runt stew in terror for a while. He nodded to Audrey. "Good work, go ahead and put them in the pit." he laughed at Ashely's comment. "He's fun. Keep him up here for a while."
Don't do anything stupid. Alan shot to Ashley as he and the others were taken away to the pit prison.
Alfonse nodded to the ones with Ashley. "Bring him up to the Greenhouse."
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 16, 2018 23:35:58 GMT
Audrey smiled, pride shining in her eyes as she turned and ordered Clay and Rashida to lead the civilians away. “Keep that one in his cuffs,” she pointed at Alan. She didn’t need him performing any heroics. “You,” she waved Jihun over. “Round up the medics and have them send one to my room. Get your leg sorted out.” Jihun nodded quickly, hobbling off to the medic bay.
Lorenzo threw a terrified look at Alan as they were lead around the back of the school.
Hana lugged Ashley up to the Greenhouse, throwing him inside roughly. He landed with a grunt, rolling around until he could sit up. “Is this like your sex dungeon? Is that what we’re doing here?” he asked, blithely ignoring Alan’s advice. He waved his bound hands, waggling his brows. “I can tell you’ve got a rope kink.”
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Post by Skidar on Jan 16, 2018 23:50:09 GMT
Alfonse laughed. "More of a blood and dominance kink." He explained, not exactly dispelling Ashley's claim. He nodded for Hana to leave and had Rashida take all of Ashley's knives and side arms.
"You want me to bleed him?" Rashida asked.
"No I'll deal with it. You can go too." Alfonse poured himself some tea and left Ashely on the floor. "Don't tire yourself out but feel free to keep talking." he mused. "I like a chatty captive."
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Alan hit the bottom of the pit with a grunt and rolled to avoid getting crushed by Brody and Lorenzo. He shimmied to his feet and walked around looking for weak points. After finding none he hurried back over the nudge the others to a better position. "You all alright?"
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 17, 2018 0:08:24 GMT
Ashley smiled, watching Rashida leave. “Now you’ve got me all undressed, when am I going to see you put on a show?” he asked, standing up. He began to inspect the room, not trying at all to be subtle. He walked across the room and played with the door handle to the next room. “Is this where you keep the bed?” he asked him in a scandalous whisper, as he pushed it open. “Oh, shit, it really is. Cool. Kinda small for a sex dungeon though, I gotta say.” He peered around the room, looking for any other means of escape, but the room looked bare. “You know, if I was King, I’d probably pick the biggest room for myself. I get some guys like it small, though.”
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Lorenzo groaned, body battered from his encounter at the bar. “I think I’ve got a broken rib,” he wheezed. “But otherwise, I’m just peachy.” He squinted, trying to see in the dark. “What’s the game plan? We’re breaking out, right?” He had to get back to the bar, and find Zeke. He hadn’t seen him when he’d been dragged away, and fear tore at his heart to think something had happened to him.
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Post by Skidar on Jan 17, 2018 0:20:57 GMT
Alan nodded. "Yeah, I can try and get you guys outta here but it won't be busy. ANy slingers in here with full reserves?" he looked at them hopefully. "My static's drained, I couldn't shock you even with a pair a wool socks." he sighed. "The cavalry insit coming either, I warned Falconer to steer clear until we know what that nutcase wants. And I have a feeling its the Council." he frowned. "Though I'll say I'm definitely tempted to give them up after they hid in the sand and left the city to defend themselves."
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Alfonse chuckled darkly. "What you'd rather stay on the floor? Rugburns aren't very becoming." he walked around. "You don't seem threatened. Its refreshing not tripping over stammering, bumbling fools. You? I probably don't even need to take your blood. Then again you're no bootlicker either, also refreshing." he brushed his hair back with a stretch, arching his back. "You seem game for a little excitement, and its been boring out here." he shrugged out of his coat and threw it over the back of his chair.
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Post by beffalumps on Jan 17, 2018 0:34:51 GMT
Brody kept quiet throughout the interrogation, bitterness battling his fear. If that dumbass hadn't shot him, he would've been able to hightail it out of that bar and be far away from there with no problem. The handler's firm grip on him had kept him from getting skin on skin contact that might've let him sweet talk his way out of this and now, he was picking himself up from the floor of a dark, dusty pit. He pushed his way to the wall of the pit and sat there with a scowl on his face. Hearing Alan, he looked up. "Come over here, I can make you think you're at Disney World," he said flatly, slumping against the wall.
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 17, 2018 0:58:09 GMT
Lorenzo shook his head dismally. “My powers aren’t much use there,” he said flatly, pulling a finger off and throwing it at Brody. “If we get hungry in here, maybe Disney World over there can turn that into a chicken wing.”
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Ashley smirked, his heart rate picking up. “This? It’s all a thrill. I’ve never had to play the hostage before,” he said, watching Alfonse shrug his jacket off. He walked towards the desk and picked up a pen, flipping it in the air and catching it. “But I’ve always been experimental.” He spun the pend around as he walked up to the door leading outside. He tugged it open, sticking his head outside. There were no guards keeping watch. Ashley pulled his head back inside, closing the door. “Brave,” he commented, leaning against the door. “You don’t think you need guards while you’re cooped up here all alone, with me?”
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Post by Skidar on Jan 17, 2018 1:24:53 GMT
Alfonse sat on the edge of the bed and reclined onto his elbows, showing off his impressive abs. "Don't need em." He mused. "You're curious. Besides, you wouldn't get far, and this place is much nicer than the prison pit." He propped up a knee, an inviting display. "True, that pen is your hand is more deadly than in mine, but I doubt you'll do anything right away. Like I said, you're curious." He practically purred, enjoying the situation more and more.
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Alan made a face at the dismemberment. "I'm not into rollercoasters." He paced the pit, trying to think. "In all honesty, he can have the council, I'd hold them down whIle he punched em if I could. But if he gets authorities power to negotiate with the outside it could get worse on the streets. Ethics aside, the council can rot, but the citizens need protection. "
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Post by beffalumps on Jan 17, 2018 1:44:08 GMT
Brody stiffened and stared at the finger at his feet. With a weak chuckle, he reached over and plucked it from the floor. Too drained from the struggle and shock, he let out a tired laugh. "What the fuck," he snickered before tossing it back towards Lorenzo. "Unless you're gonna make it worth my while, keep your body parts away from me." He turned his attention back to Alan. "That's all well and good, but how does that help us? Honestly I could give a shit about the council or the citizens. We need a plan to get us out of here now, or that creep's gonna kill us."
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 17, 2018 2:10:48 GMT
Ashley paused, the pen slowing between his fingers. A slow smile spread across his face, and he walked towards the bed. He climbed on top of Alfonse, straddling him, running a finger down his sternum. His breath hitched as he continued down, spreading his hands across his stomach. Then his hand snapped back up, pen pressed against the underside of Alfonse’s jaw. Ashley leaned in, toying with the distance. “It’s true, I am. But I’d hate to find out you’re all talk and no bite.”
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Lorenzo nodded firmly. “There’s not a lot we can do for them in here, though,” he started, before pausing. “I have some…friends, this side. If we can get them to help us, we might just get out.” Layla and Levi weren’t his friends, so much, but maybe they would help him for Zeke’s sake. Maybe they could tell him what had happened to him.
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Post by Skidar on Jan 17, 2018 3:51:15 GMT
Alfonse started at the sudden movement. Yes. He missed being surprised. He was always in control, controlling who did what and when. Was it fun? Yes, but there was no mystery that made it more exciting. This was different. "Oh Cher," he purred and with a flick of his head he caught the pen between his filed incisors and crunched down, biting it in two. "I've gone plenty of bite." he let the pen pieces drop to his stomach and licked the black ink as he ran out of the corner of his mouth. He grabbed Ashley's hips and yanked him closer. "So don't worry."
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Alan flexed his hands in his bonds. "Well, one of you genius's can try to untie these, then we can ladder ourselves out of the top."
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 17, 2018 22:24:56 GMT
Ashley shivered, pushing Alfonse back into the bed, wiping the ink away roughly from his mouth. He pressed into him, mouth biting down hard on his lip as he met him in an aggressive kiss.
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Lorenzo crawled over to where Alan was, and began fumbling with the ropes. They'd tied it securely, enough that it wouldn't be an easy job to get him free of it. "They really didn't want you getting out of these, huh?" he muttered, casting about for a loose stone he could to cut the rope.
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Post by beffalumps on Jan 17, 2018 23:06:47 GMT
Brody followed Lorenzo and crouched beside the two men. "You must be damn important to them," he muttered, continuing to struggle with the knots as Lorenzo looked around. "Or one hell of a threat. I might need to stick around you when we get outta here, huh big guy?"
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Post by Skidar on Jan 18, 2018 0:35:06 GMT
Alan rolled his eyes. "Maybe I used to be but without my lightning I'm about as helpful as sack of potatoes in a fight. There's no way to replenish energy reserves. Its not other types of slinger powers that are so readily available. Unless we get one hell of a thunder storm, and in the winter that's damn near impossible, then we're shit outta luck in my department." he flexed his wrists. "Very well, you two better get your butts outta here, I'll give you a boost." he crouched on his knees. "Climb up and don't take all day about it. I can sit this one out with crazy..."
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Alfonse relished the attack. Yes this was much better than organizing the whole this himnself. Yes he got what he wanted in the end but it was just better when he wasn't forced to play both parts. He crushed Ashely between his thighs and rolled him to the side with a growl. "Mmm so tempted to bite you." he showed his filed incisors. "But you're making it fun." he kissed him back, free hand gripping his fauxhawk and pulling his head back to expose his throat. He let his teeth skitter across his trachea hard enough to leave red welts, not enough to cut. Not yet. He let his hands slide under Ashley's clothes and go to town. Try to give him goosebumps. Try to make him groan. Yeah, make this the fun kind of torture for both parties for once. Alfonse rolled on top and teased him with a bite to the shoulder, letting it bleed but he didn't take any in, he didn't need to.
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Hey Ashley what's going on up there you still breathing? Alan grunted into Ashley's head.
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Post by noodlerface on Jan 18, 2018 1:12:42 GMT
Lorenzo looked at Alan blankly. "No way we're going to just leave you here all by yourself," he said stubbornly. "Right, Disney World?"
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Ashley groaned as Alfonse dragged his teeth across his skin, his body reacting instinctively to the onslaught. He dug his fingers into Alfonse's back hard enough to bruise, pulling him down to grind against him. "Give me what you've got, big guy," he panted, baring his throat tantalizingly. He choked at Alan's Tpath. Uh, it's going good, he shot back, pressing into Alfonse with a groan. We're getting on swimmingly.
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sometime after ten, hope you'll be up! also.... WILL PROFILE thatisall 
