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Date Posted: 23:08:37 07/11/03 Fri
Author: Nina
Subject: - Fear -
In reply to:
Mitch
's message, "*follows quietly*" on 23:03:30 07/11/03 Fri
She walks towards the door, expecting it to swing open like before. But this time it didn't. She looks about wildly, fear welling inside her...
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*growl lightly* -- Mitch, 23:11:31 07/11/03 Fri
*she growls lightly and moves infront of the other, and grabbing the door, trying to pull it open*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 23:22:15 07/11/03 Fri
Out of no where, the male appears, pulling Mitch back from around the waist.
That was a bad girl Mitch. Dragging Nina into this.
He holds tight to her both physically and mentally. He glares at Nina.
Get the hell out of here!
The door swings open, the young girl scurrying out without the trunk, the door slamming behind her and locking...
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*elbows* -- Mitch, 23:24:36 07/11/03 Fri
*she elbows him as hard as she can, pulling away from it, watching the door open and close, growling deeply with anger*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 23:32:22 07/11/03 Fri
Brutes grabs her arm, wrenching her around and shoving her against the stone wall. Emerald eyes blaze into hers.
What do I have to do to you to get you to behave?!
It was screamed at her, the male at the edge of his rope and glad no one else was there to see it...
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Nothing -- Mitch, 23:34:19 07/11/03 Fri
You can do nothing.. *She glares at him, her voice steady and unwavering* I will never behave for you.. *spits in his face again, and knee's him in the crotch*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 23:40:18 07/11/03 Fri
He winces, bending slightly as she kneed him. Gritting his teeth, he pushes her all of the way against the wall, settling his hard body flat against hers.
Don't ever pull another stunt like that one again.
It was growled out at her, the brute's chest heaving in anger and pain. The little bitch wasn't just angering him. It hadn't been long since he'd had a woman, but for some reason he couldn't begin to fathom, his body wanted this one...
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*glare* -- Mitch, 19:37:10 07/12/03 Sat
*She glares, a tint of something else in her eyes. Her throat went dry* You said.. you wouldnt.. *she struggles agenst him, growling lightly*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 19:44:16 07/12/03 Sat
He glares at her, hating how he was so see-through when he was angry. He didn't back out of his word though and he'd given it.
And I won't. I don't back out on my word ever.
One hand was on either side of her head, his body still pressed against hers for fear of being kneed again. Unfortunatly, the contact had his body a little too happy and he was fighting to hide it, but failing miserably...
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*turn* -- Mitch, 19:51:06 07/12/03 Sat
*She turns her face away from his, still struggling. She'd been in this position before.. the only thing that scared her. she used all of her muscle to push at his chest, pushing him with her arms and her body strength*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 19:57:01 07/12/03 Sat
The brute held her there, though he was hard pressed to. He knew she was scared but he was afraid if he let her go she would go at him like the little hellcat that she was. And if he got any angrier...he didn't want to break his word.
Stop it Mitch! I won't hurt you! Stop and promise you won't knee me again and I'll let you go back to your room.
Emerald orbs glared at her, hating her for making him feel anything at all...
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*glance* -- Mitch, 20:03:18 07/12/03 Sat
*She glances at him, not looking him in the eye* I wont knee you.. *She closes her eyes for a moment, and stops struggling*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 20:32:18 07/12/03 Sat
He watches her face closely, deciding that she was telling the truth. He carefully pushes away from the wall, making sure that he was ready in case she didn't keep her word. He moved aside, allowing her space to easily go back to her room...
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*lash* -- Mitch, 20:39:44 07/12/03 Sat
i said i wouldnt knee you.. nothing else. *She kicks at his legs, while letting out an aray of different punches to his face and chest. As fast as she could manage*
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^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 20:45:42 07/12/03 Sat
He growls, dodging her swiftly, grabbing her by the arms and tossing her over his shoulder. He strode off in the direction of her room, holding tightly to her.
You really need to learn a lesson in behavior.
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*hard* -- Mitch, 20:47:01 07/12/03 Sat
*She slams her fists into his back, kicking as well*
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