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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 20:39:27 GMT
Thomas had made it back and was changing into some more comfortable clothes as the door slammed opened and Alex was beaten to the floor.
The door locked behind her and as Jimi turned on the lights, Thomas turned around looking at them as he pulled his No Recess shirt down on his upperbody.
"She's not bloody enough"
He walked closer to them as Jimi and the others started beating her up a bit more
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 20:44:51 GMT
Alex felt her face slammed by another punch after hearing Thomas's voice and she hit the ground again. She tasted the blood in her mouth, knowing her face was probably a mess of it now. She grunted in pain and anger as a kick caught her in the ribs, no doubt bruising them, if not breaking a few.
"Fuck you..."
She still managed to snarl out through a whisper of pain, blood dripping from her nose and down onto her lips. She caught another kick, this time to the face and it knocked her straight onto her back, the ceiling blurring above her, her ears ringing, and now the voices were unclear and murmured-- unable to focus on them.
She lay still, only her chest moving up and down, her eyes blinking bleakly as she tried to focus. She felt something hard in her mouth and she turned her head to the side to spit it out, whatever it was-- a back tooth.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 20:48:42 GMT
Thomas sat in his chair and was dialling Luke's number already. He glanced at his friends and made a sign for them to stop beating Alex for now.
Jimi and Jaz dragged Alex up on her feet and kept her standing
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 20:53:49 GMT
Alex's head lulled forward as she was pulled up to her feet, looking a blood mess, but the frightening part was that this was not the first time-- not even close to the first time she'd been beaten to a pulp. She couldn't stay on her own feet, mostly because she was only half conscious, and her heel was impossible to put weight on.
Luke answered the desk phone, annoyed that anyone was calling him on it when he was already in a bad news-- but it stayed on all night, always business calls. He didn't hide the number, wanting all the business he could get.
"Anarchy."
He answered simply, pouring over papers at his desk, Vincent Cals standing not too far away, looking out the window.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 20:57:34 GMT
Thomas played with a pen between his fingers as he talked with Luke on the phone
"Mistake number one" he started, not introducing himself. "Letting an anarchy whore onto the wrong turf"
Jimi and Jaz made Alex stand up, just to torture her a bit more
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 21:03:27 GMT
Luke seemed annoyed, but not surprised by the phone call, getting them often throughout the door-- plus he had no idea of the voice or what he was talking about.
"I don't keep track of whores related to Anarchy... I leave that to people like you."
He muttered in a distracted way, paying more attention to his papers than Thomas's voice. He thought the man on the phone was talking about one of the hundreds of prostitutes that Anarchy pimped out in their spare time. He didn't care if they died, if they suffered, so long as it didn't take much money from him.
Alex swayed slightly, leaning most of her wait onto the two guys that were holding her up. She started to focus again, a foggy vision of Thomas sitting in front of her, she could make out that he was on the phone.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 21:31:25 GMT
"Oh really? And the buyers of her shitty dope, you don't mind if I take them too, do you? 300 dollars for a piece of brown sugar, that's pretty expencive coming from the A-marked piece of shithole. Remember, everything on my land, belongs to me"
Jaz 'accidently' stepped on Alex bad heel
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 21:36:27 GMT
Alex let out a gasping breath when Jaz stepped on the back of her bloody and split heel, seeing white in front of her for a flash. She clenched her fist by her side, swinging around wildly to punch his face-- but in the process she got him to let go of her and since she couldn't stand on her own, she quickly wound up back on the floor.
Luke frowned slowly, wondering what the hell was going on in this phone conversation.
"A whore of Anarchy was selling dope?"
He shook his head. That didn't happen often, at least not with it tied back to girls. Luke didn't appreciate the capabilities of woman, aside from their asses. He didn't think they were good enough to be in his gang.
"The fuck are you and why are you bothering me? You need something, spit it out."
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 21:41:05 GMT
Thomas frowned at Alex when she made a fool of herself and falling on her ass and nodded to Jimi and Jaz to grab her again, as they did.
"You're really as stupid as you sound. No wonder your spouse is the fucking same..." Thomas said to Luke "I've been in an odd good mood today, which is why she's still alive, but she won't be for long"
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 21:44:36 GMT
Luke sat up straighter now, still trying to figure out what the hell Thomas was talking about.
"My spouse?"
He shook his head, glancing over at Vincent who was looking at him now, trying to distinguish the conversation by the one side he could hear. Suddenly it clicked for Luke and his voice took on a low tone.
"You mean my daughter..."
His eyes were murderous, more so than they usually were.
"Who the fuck is this?"
He didn't find it amusing or funny in the least bit, and if it was a joke, he'd still kill the person that was playing it on him. The man, whoever he was had signed his death warrant.
Alex grunted as she was dragged back up.
"I wouldn't mind the floor for a while." She muttered to Jimi and Jaz since they just kept pulling her up. "I know you boys seem to like to touch, but for fuckssake--"
She still had a mouth, no matter how hurt she was.
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