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Subject: just another kill Author: Alveta [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:34:15 05/08/02 Wed In reply to: Callie 's message, "Callie" on 15:59:16 05/07/02 Tue I wiped my finger across the table in Callie's house halfway amused at the collection of dust she's gathered. I rubbed my fingers together to wipe it off. She looked around the old familiar house. The last time she was here it seemed pleasant like that of a housewife's home. However, the last time she was here Callie wasn't her ally but her target. The old plastic rust colored flowers on the table were faded and untouched. It seems like Callie has changed but her house still remained, resembling Callie's old self. How so much has changed... The sun was setting and Callie was already late. I heard them walking up to the house and backed into the dark corner of the house where I couldn't be seen. " Where are you going?" The man asked watching her walk towards the back room. I never asked why anyone would want this man dead. Studying him I thought he looked... reasonably just. " Oh, just to slip into something a little more comfortable" Callie whispered into his ear. She slid her hands on his shoulders and then pushed him onto the red velvet couch and walked into her bedroom smiling to herself. Manuelo got up to look around. Various candles were lit on the table in the center of the room facing the couch. Overall there wasn't a lot of furniture but a lack of it. He turned around to face the dark side of the room. The hairs on the back of his neck rose telling him someone was watching. "Clever Fellow" I thought to myself. Manuelo strained to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Just then to silver eyes appeared and stared directly at him. They were shaped like perfect almonds but the glare they gave was enough to make any man run. The thought occured to him but it was useless; He was frozen. The only thing he could do was watch the pair of silver eyes. Everytime they blinked a black film covered the entire eye and then spiraled together into what was considered a pupil, but was more like a slit. He jumped sideways as soon as he felt the pain of the candle flame on his arm where he absently placed his hand. He quickly put his attention back to the space where the eyes where but they were gone. "Apparently not THAT clever" I thought as I slowly stood up behind him. I grabbed him with my hand over his mouth and pulled him back against me so he couldn't make any attempt to escape. With a sigh I took my knife out of the sheath on my hip and dragged it against the thick skin on his neck. A copper red fluid swelled from the cut and poured down his neck and soaked up in his shirt. Then all at once the struggling ceased and his body grew limp and heavy. I shook my head. Killing was beginning to lose it's excitement. It was as if there was no one that could match my abilities. But then again... there is a large sum of money involved in his blood. So hastily I grinned and decided to drink in celebration. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date callie gets angry Alveta 17:35:35 05/08/02 Wed Callie's Past -- Callie, 18:37:09 05/09/02 Thu Following -- Alveta, 14:43:07 05/17/02 Fri