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Post by asimus on Nov 28, 2007 20:50:40 GMT
(ooc - I'll see you later)
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Post by Dylan & Marv on Nov 28, 2007 22:18:58 GMT
She lay in his arms, lit a cigarette and handed it to him. "Now we smoke." She told him. He followed her lead. He liked all these new things.
"I'm going to find who killed your parents." He told her. "I'm going to kill them for you." It seemed a fitting gift.
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Post by Elmo on Nov 28, 2007 22:25:25 GMT
She blew an icy breath at the butt of her cigarette and sighed.
"Even if it happens to be your father?" Molly slowly asked, as she flicked the remainder of her half frozen cigarette against the wall. Damian said nothing. She took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her brow. She really understood why her Dad kept her from guys now. The experience was...explosive, enlightening (though slightly painful) and something she could do many, many times.
She shifted to pull her jeans back on, followed by pulling her tank top over her head.
"Your father killed my mother," Molly stated. "He killed her the day I was born."
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Post by wildcard on Nov 28, 2007 22:34:54 GMT
A noise woke Claude abruptly from his bath and he sat up sloshing water over the top of the bath to spread in a puddle over the floor.
“Damn.” He said as he stood up and reached for a towel but it had fallen into the water. He swore just as a head popped around the door then instantly disappeared from view...
Claude groaned wondering why he hadn’t thought to make himself invisible when he got into the bath and knew whoever had peeked in the door had got an eyeful.
He stood on the soaking wet towel and reached for a bathrobe and another towel that was on a rail that he hadn’t noticed before. He wondered if it was safe to enter the bedroom or should he turn invisible.
“Too late for that.” He said as he towelled his untidy hair dry then stepped out into the bedroom.
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Elle Bishop
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Post by Elle Bishop on Nov 28, 2007 22:36:22 GMT
"We have to go after them," Elle whined. "He'll kill her."
"She can't die, Elle," Isaac reminded her.
"She's not completely invincible. There are ways, he'll find them. I...I said I'd never leave her and I let him take her."
Isaac tried to soothe her, but she resisted when he places his hand over her hair, trying to smooth it. "I don't want to hurt you, I really don't..." Elle sighed.
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Post by Toshiko Sato on Nov 28, 2007 22:40:24 GMT
Tosh couldn't help the girlish giggle that sprouted out from between her lips, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that anyone was in there," she felt herself wanting to see him again, to relive her moment of being the peeping Tom but settled on sitting on the bed and biting her lip to stop her laughter
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Post by Dylan & Marv on Nov 28, 2007 23:05:02 GMT
"I would die for my Father." He said, his Father was right, girls were messy. Even this one. She pulled away.
His Father had taught him to kill. He had been all he had known. He couldn't promise. Not even that.
But his Father had lied to him. It hurt so much. But he was just a man.
But he had learnt about lies now.
"If it is true. He will die." He smiled, and nodded and assured her. He pulled her close and kissed her. "If it is a lie, you will." It was not a threat. It was a promise. Tingles or no tingles. He wasn't going to be lied to again. He pulled on the cigarette because he liked it, took the rest of her packet and pulled on his shirt.
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Post by Elmo on Nov 28, 2007 23:12:57 GMT
Molly shook her head. "My world and your world are two different places it seems. What we do today, effects my tomorrow. You wouldn't know if I was lying even if I was, but I'm not. My dad wouldn't tell me anything. I had to find it out on my own. My mom annoyed the hell out of a lot of people, but apparently she annoyed your Dad for the last time and he killed her. I don't know how, just that she died. I don't know the exact reason why. What she did in life had no effect on him, he could have just left her be."
She hugged her knees and looked at him, as she began re braiding her hair. "I can fight my own battles you know. I came back here to get answers, to find the truth, and then you came along and now I can't think straight. I need to find my parents, that's all I know."
She thought for a moment and looked over at him. "You know, we don't need to follow anyones orders...especially your parents. We should do what we want, when we want... and I want to find my Mom and Dad."
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Post by Dylan & Marv on Nov 28, 2007 23:42:32 GMT
He liked her confidence around him.
He liked that she made him feel vulnerable.
"I was born to fight my Father's battles, not yours, No one can kill my Father." He said, "Except me." He would let no man kill his Father but himself.
He pulled her towards him, he was not going to let her go now, if what she knew was true he would keep her by his side whether she wanted him to or not.
His promise still stood. "We should find your Mother." He told her.
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Post by Elmo on Nov 28, 2007 23:49:48 GMT
"Needles in a haystack..." She mumbled, then she smacked herself in the forehead. "Duh. I could locate her. I just...need to think about her."
She pulled a folded, tattered and worn paper from her pocket and opened it slowly. "My father sketched this long before I was born. Its me, my Mom and him...just before she died."
She stared at it. Isaac Mendez kissing the side of Elle Bishop's head while she held a tiny bundle.
She closed her eyes. She opened them quickly. It worked best with a map.
"Torchwood?" Molly shrugged. "What the eff is that and where is it?"
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Post by Dylan & Marv on Nov 29, 2007 0:24:36 GMT
[isn't she in the blue box?]
Damian did not know. He took sketch from her hand and looked at it running his hand over the image and finishing the cigarette.
He smiled widely, "Not enough salt." He said with a smile and kissed her again as he pulled her to her feet and grabbed the pants Mother had picked out for him. He never did finish that game with her and Claire. "Come on." He couldn't take her to where she was, but he knew where she had been.
"By the way," he smiled and held out his hand, "I'm Damian."
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Post by Elmo on Nov 29, 2007 0:28:53 GMT
[ooc - well, shes like...a flicker on my radar, i have...super advanced skills. she came out for a minute, didn't she?]
Molly laughed. "I figured that was your name seeing as I heard everyone else saying it. I did say my name is Molly, right? Molly Mendez? I forget the things I say sometimes..."
She grabbed his hand. "Where are we going?"
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Candice Wilmer
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Post by Candice Wilmer on Nov 29, 2007 0:31:20 GMT
[ooc: Well, if the door's open, or something...]
Damn that stung. It still hurt, and was making him dizzy.
"I'd rather not be shocked again..." Isaac said firmly, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "But I'm not letting you go out there. Claire might be able to die, but you can die a lot more easily, and if he were going to kill her right off, he would have already."
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Elle Bishop
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Post by Elle Bishop on Nov 29, 2007 0:40:17 GMT
"Okay...now? Not the time to play overprotective or whatever you're playing right now. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself, I've done it for twenty nine years just fine."
She squirmed. "Isaac I swear to GOD I will kill you if you don't let me go...you're squishing me."
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Candice Wilmer
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Post by Candice Wilmer on Nov 29, 2007 0:44:50 GMT
He narrowed his eyes. "Go ahead, but I'm not letting go. You spend so long trying to convince me to accept that I'm expected to be some sort of father, and that you plan to have that child, no matter what--and now you're charging off to get yourself killed."
He shook his head. "As long as I'm alive, I'm not letting you do it. So if you're so set on getting yourself and that baby killed, then I suggest you hurry up and fry me."
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