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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 22:31:07 GMT
He kneeled down to her level and looked back at her
"No. But a bloody bait always lure out the sharks"
He drwe his finger on her chin to wipe off some blood. Not to show that he cared, but as a sign of not being inferior in this situation
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 22:36:17 GMT
Alex was still as he got down to her level now, her breathing still coming in rapidly, although she didn't know why now that everything had calmed down. Her eyes were stuck on his-- she'd never seen anybody's eyes like that before, and she'd seen a lot of people in her twenty years. Her own eyes moved to his finger when he pulled it back to wipe off some of her blood.
"You like blood--?" She asked slowly, "--cause I can give you some of your own to play with."
She leaned forward suddenly since he really wasn't far and there wasn't many other modes of attacking him when she could barely move in soreness and pain. She smashed her lips against his-- almost a kiss, only she bit down as hard as she could on his lower lips, satisfied to feel her teeth sink through his skin and blood splash into her mouth-- not her own this time.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 22:44:57 GMT
He let out a roar, more out of surprise than pain, but since she bit through his lip it indeed hurt. He pushed her away hard, wiping the back of his hand on his lip, looking at how much blood it drew.
"You bitch!"
He grabbed her, pulled her up against a wall and punched her.
"You're pissing off the wrong fucking guy"
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 22:49:13 GMT
Alex laughed, even as he pulled her up against and punched her across the face. She was used to the treatment and not just with Thomas and his men. Hell, this was a daily occurrence with Luke.
"Like that, pretty boy? Now you got your own blood to play with."
She taunted him, turning her eyes back toward him slowly, losing the smile from her face as she got serious.
"You already messed with the wrong fucking girl."
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 22:54:25 GMT
He spat blood into her face just in time as Jaz opened the door
"We're ready"
Thomas looked at him, dropping Alex to the floor. "Good" he spat some more blood to the floor as he walked over to him.
"Now where's that fucking meat?" his stomach was growling now. "I hope it's fucking raw..."
Jaz frowned a bit at his bloody face, but looked at Alex.
"So what are we gonna do with the bitch?"
Thomas rummaged around in a small fridge near his desk.
"I'll figure something out"
He paused and then looked at Jaz
"Get some chains"
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 22:58:23 GMT
Alex heard the sound of gun fire distracting her from wiping Thomas's blood off her face. It didn't sound far away and by how dark it was outside, she knew exactly who it was. She just wondered how many men they'd gathered to make their point about turf and clients.
"You boys are up shit creek now. Anarchy ranks at least two hundred more members than you... better get your guns."
Bastian fired easily from the car as they pulled over. He didn't seem to have a single problem, his face set in stone the same way his brother's was. They ducked behind the cars as some of the Recess members started to fire back. It was an easy gang up on the group of guys that had been on the street, not expecting an onslaught of Anarchy members to show up.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 23:01:17 GMT
"We're on!!" Jaz got excited again, pulling up his AK-47.
As of now, Thomas didn't care what happened with Alex. This was a war and he grabbed a shotgun and a smaller gun in his other hand and walked out of the door together with Jaz
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 23:05:16 GMT
Alex stepped away from the wall and almost at once went down to her knees. She could barely move, let alone walk.
"Fuck."
She panted out and instead started to drag her bloody self across the room toward the desk that Thomas had been sitting at. If she couldn't escape, she could certainly spy... and use his phone for that matter.
West seemed to be in charge, as usual. He shouted orders at the tons of guys that were around them. They had brought plenty and an arsenal to go along. They rained bullets down-- nothing would become of this but dead bodies. It didn't matter to them, they just wanted to make a point.
Neither of the boys knew a thing about Alex being gone yet.
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Post by PirateOTC on Jun 11, 2011 23:14:42 GMT
Jaz got into a car and started driving around, shooting wildly at the Anarchy members. This was his favourite part of being a gangmember...
Thomas wasn't the boss who just sat at his desk, letting the others do the war for him. He joined head over heels, defending his gang
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Post by Devyn on Jun 11, 2011 23:18:48 GMT
Alex's hands scrambled across the files on Thomas's desk, picking at some and leaving others alone. She grabbed his cell phone, shoving it into her bloody pocket. She didn't worry about the shots that continued to come from down the street, knowing it would be a pointless blood bath and neither side would get anywhere.
Next, she moved into Thomas's drawers, grabbing a shirt and moving to tie it around her bloody heel. It hurt like hell but at least she'd be able to stand on it now. She got up slowly, gingerly putting her weight on it as she limped her way for the door. She paused and then turned around, eyes narrowing as she realized she didn't want to leave her gun, but she'd no idea where they put it.
West finally had to order everyone back in the cars-- he figured they'd laid down more bodies than Recess had and the wail of cops sirens was what stopped them cold.
"LET'S GO!"
He shouted at his guys as he climbed back into the cars.
"YOU MOTHER FUCKERS WILL BE DEAD SOON! ALL OF YOU!"
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