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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 14, 2007 12:11:16 GMT -5
He looked at the woman and was still silent. He was unsure of whether he should trust her or not. In a moment he shook his head. " You shall come with us, but you shall not be walking free. You shall be bound hand and foot the entire journey. " He said calmly as he kept the weapon aimed at her.
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Post by Arai on Sept 14, 2007 12:15:57 GMT -5
She gazed at him for a moment, looking past the round barrel of the gun into his eyes. She saw mistrust, hatred, and perhaps a bit on uncertaintly there. In her mind she pondered the prospects. If she refused, his men would shoot her with no problem. If she accepted, she would more than likely be manhandled and mistreated the entire journey to their base in Hawaii, which was quite a long time. "I will go with you," she finally stated, "but I would request that I at least be treated with better care than I have so far. After all, I have not made any aggressive moves towards anyone, even after they obviously weren't trying to be nice to me. The least you could do is not torture me further."
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Post by Pete on Sept 14, 2007 22:01:31 GMT -5
Pete looked out of the window of his favorite pizza place. He was munching on a big cheesy slice and sipping on a mountain dew, all was well with the world now. ((chiiiiill brandon, all is well, i apologize for double posting without you, but again, chill dude, the spaz attack was uncalled for.))
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 16, 2007 19:57:04 GMT -5
She gazed at him for a moment, looking past the round barrel of the gun into his eyes. She saw mistrust, hatred, and perhaps a bit on uncertaintly there. In her mind she pondered the prospects. If she refused, his men would shoot her with no problem. If she accepted, she would more than likely be manhandled and mistreated the entire journey to their base in Hawaii, which was quite a long time. "I will go with you," she finally stated, "but I would request that I at least be treated with better care than I have so far. After all, I have not made any aggressive moves towards anyone, even after they obviously weren't trying to be nice to me. The least you could do is not torture me further." (( Ignoring Pete )) He looked at the werewolf and sighed. He was unsure of what he should do, but he was still rather upset, but yet he was alive because of her. He sighed. " Well shall treat you however we desire. But, you did save my life. I shall hope that you are cared for as well as possible, considering that you are a werewolf. But i shall warn you. " He said calmly. " You are going to be studied and tests are going to be done. If you resist you shall be shot. " He said calmly.
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Post by Arai on Sept 16, 2007 20:08:47 GMT -5
She searched his face, her golden eyes boring into his. He didn't seem as angry and on guard as he had initially; at least he was beginning to return to a reasonable state of mind. She listened intently to his returning comment. "Very well," she sighed, "if that is all you can promise, then I suppose it will have to do. I will submit to tests, as long as they are not unnecessarily cruel and painful. I have no desire to die, but I also will not submit to being treated cruelly." Standing, she boldy looked at him. "Well, let's get going then," she stated. Might as well get this over with.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 16, 2007 21:01:09 GMT -5
He looked at the woman. She was a strange werewolf. Most would not be so eager to be led into captivity. Of course, most werewolves would not try and save a humans life either. Brandon was getting himself rather confused as he shook away the thought and replied to her. " You shall still be handcuffed, but the cuffs shall not hurt you. It is a precaution. I am sure you can understand that. " he said calmly.
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Post by Arai on Sept 16, 2007 21:06:09 GMT -5
She couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Not hurt me? So they're different from the cuffs I had earlier?" she commented, showing her wrists. They were ringed by redness where the metal cuffs had rubbed her skin raw. Then she nodded calmly. "Yes, I understand precaution quite well, Mr. Smith. I did used to work in a hospital and on an ambulance, after all." She prepared herself mentally for the long journey ahead. After all, even the most level-headed person could only take so much.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 17, 2007 6:03:02 GMT -5
He nodded and called for a few men to come into the room. They cuffed her hands behind her back and led her out of the room. Mr. Smith shook his head and sighed as he laid his gun down on the nightstand that was next to the bed and closed his eyes. His men would take care of her. So he assumed.
His men walked her to a small room at the end of the compound. They opened the door and walked her inside. However, these men were in no way going to just be kind to a werewolf, no matter how she had saved Mr. Brandon's life. As she stepped into the room the man leading her pushed her right onto the floor causing her to land onto her face on the cold wood floor. " We will be right back. " he said coldly before closing the door and leaving.
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Post by Arai on Sept 17, 2007 6:44:50 GMT -5
She felt the cold circles off the handcuffs cover her wrists again as she was led out of the room. The men wrenched her hands behind her as she walked, obviously not trying to treat her at all gently. She kept her head high, however, and followed them with as much dignity as she could muster. Coming to a door, the men opened it and shoved her in. Again with the shoving! This time, Arai's face broke her fall on a wooden floor, reopening the scrape from the van. She heard the door shut behind her. Clumsily rolling over, she managed to sit upright. Facing the door, she gazed at it out of her calm brown eyes, waiting for them to come back.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 17, 2007 7:50:36 GMT -5
Three men came and stood by the door talking. They were rather disturbed by the fact that they had been ordered to be kind to a werewolf. The walls to the room were soundproof so there would be no noise from her to wake Brandon from his sleep. The men began to come up with a plan and in a few minutes came into the room. Each of them were holding metal baseball bats. " Well hello again. " Said one man. " It is said that werewolves are incredibly strong. " Said another man. " Lets test that. " Said the third as he came up behind her and slugged her in the back with the bat.
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Post by Arai on Sept 17, 2007 10:13:57 GMT -5
Even with her increased hearing, Arai could detect no sound. She knew the men were nearby, but she figured this room must be soundproof. When the door opened with a slight creak and the men entered, she knew she was in for some pain. Each muscular arm gripped a shining metal bat strongly, and they certainly looked able to use them. As they circled around her she tried to keep her eyes on them, so she was not caught completely unawares when the bat hit with a solid thud across her back. She was instantly pitched forward, pain searing up her small body. Gritting her teeth, she squeezed her eyes shut against the burning tears that began to build. Managing to struggle upright, she hissed, "So much for highly trained. You aren't even trained enough to follow orders; even a dog can do that much."
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 17, 2007 11:29:48 GMT -5
The men laughed at her as she spoke. " O we are following orders. We are keeping guard over the prisoner. While doing so she attacked us and we, in self defense roughed her up a bit. " Laughed one man as he picked the woman up by her hair and pulled her to her feet as another man smacked her across her stomach with the bat. " This is how a werewolf should be treated. " Said one man as he swung his bat striking her in the left thigh as hard as he could.
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Post by Arai on Sept 17, 2007 12:10:42 GMT -5
Pain ripped through her as they visciously beat her. At five foot two, she was no match for three heavily armed, muscular men. She didn't try to fight back; she really couldn't anyways. Closing her eyes, she stayed silent and willed herself to stay awake, willed them to stop this. The pain of being wrenched up by her hair was soon forgotten when her stomach was beaten inwards. She coughed and gagged a bit, spitting up blood. She heard the pop of her leg as the metal hit it. Looking down, she saw her left leg dangle uselessly. It was probably dislocated. Fuzziness started to grow in her mind as they continued to hit her, laughing cruelly. And all this because she had been attacked that one night. All this because she was different.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Sept 17, 2007 13:22:49 GMT -5
The men laughed as they watched her facial expressions change from the amount of pain she was receiving. " Lets see if she can hold her breath. " Said another man with a laugh as in the corner of the room was a sink. One man plugged it and began to fill it with water. The man who held her by her hair pulled her over towards the sink, considering she couldn't walk there because of her leg. He then plunged her head under the water and held it there, the blood from her mouth turning the water a pinkish color.
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Post by Arai on Sept 17, 2007 13:41:21 GMT -5
Arai had always had nightmares about death, especially by drowning. When she was eight, she fell in the pool and sunk to the bottom. The event had scarred her for life. She resisted dragging, though there wasn't much she could do. As her head was enveloped by the tepid water, she began to struggle. She didn't want to drown! Thrashing her head about, she tried to splash the water out of the sink as much as possible, gasping for breath. The water stained her face, blood running from her mouth, as her nostrils filled with water. Please, she thought, someone stop this. Anyone
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