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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 21, 2016 5:34:28 GMT
She kept him marching and the man reaked of fear. He wasnt used to death tho he was bigger and wider than her. When tam caught up she knew he wasn't getting away they got him to an alley near enough but far enought that they wouldnt gove the safe house away.
She looked to the other " so do we do this or do we let someone else have the honor?"
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Tamrine
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Post by Tamrine on Sept 21, 2016 15:58:44 GMT
Tam cuffed him on the arm as she spoke she met Mel’s eyes and saw the drive to drop him therein. She liked this honest animalistic way of thinking in her new friend. After all he could be an obstacle and obstacles were to be defeated. " We keep him alive as he lets us. After all dead men tell no tales but live men if‘n they’re smart play well to stay that way. He has information and thayt could keep him alive for years if he plays his cards right. Ya know namely talking yes but also keeping his head down not taking in any details and not becoming a nuisance. Alright you we’re going to walk if’n yer head raises or ye look around we won’t make it the four blocks to our home." They were only two blocks away the path Tam would lead them but she had to keep his senses off kilter.
Easing closer to Mel she whispered “Ya did good. Ya really did.”
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 22, 2016 2:44:10 GMT
She listened lip licked she could almost taste his pulse and wanted to free it. Jaw flexing she looked at tam nodding. She knew that she couldnt afford to let her lion run riot. Her mkund was needed so she gave ram a smile. Then they walked Heading for base.
She knew they shouldnt surprise the rest with their new friend. She felt secure enoufh that tam would drop him if he twitched wrong so she fired off a warning that they had a guest and that this had been nesscary. She texted Samuel's burner directly as the number was programmed unde a code name" three dropped might want a clean up" along with the adress and vehicle descriptions.
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Post by Samuel Banks-Walker on Sept 22, 2016 4:49:46 GMT
Samuel had memorized the disposable numbers as well as to whom they were given. As his phone vibrated he’d begun to step away and decided against it placing her on speaker.
“Go…” he answered. Taking in the information he looked at Mouse. Nodding as he began moving Samuel responded, “A crew will be there shortly. Move to the back door Seattle knows the way.” Ending the call, he dialed Abel and laid out the details where he and Mouse would move the clutter to be taken care of.
He shadowed Mouse to the sight moving as quickly as they could without attracting too much attention luckily no one had taken an interest in the vehicle yet. Sliding into the driver’s seat he rolled up the windows as Mouse forced the bodies into the back seat. It was a short drive as far as things went but the cops in the area still believed in stop and checks. Samuel had spent a significant amount over the last few years to insure that they tended to not. However as rife as the department was it was not completely without relatively dedicated honest officers.
So the drive was not without its risks. He pulled into the cul-de-sac and immediately began wiping every trace of the vehicle down. He didn’t have to he knew that Abel was competent and vetted all of their cleaners. But the easer job they had the faster they could complete it. Mouse was pissed he knew he would be blamed for the turn of events but he could handle that weight. New York brought out the beast in every one who was here for some it was closer than expected.
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 22, 2016 5:10:13 GMT
She hung up and looked to the other shrugging. They went up the back keeping him boxed in. Before they went up though she had their havjer come out with a scanner if sorts. Checking him for gps or listening devices. His cell phone handed over to be jammed.
Then in they went and mel put on gloves she pulled out silver wires that were actually thin cables. Sitting him in a strong chair then wrapping him and securing him. Then placing a dark bag over his head." Now be a good boy and dont say anything unless your asked to"
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Post by Hieronymous on Sept 22, 2016 6:08:43 GMT
Hiero moved with Mel his anger barely contained. He knew That Samuel had chosen the area because of the ability to do bad things and get away with them, at least statistically. He knew it and yet had hoped he’d been wrong. He wasn’t he also knew that things would get significantly worse. With everything he knew he was still for the most part in the dark. He had the reason why they were moving and against whom. The profit to Samuel was what was missing and in this case that would be the most telling. So he was pissed but he gave himself probably more credit than he was due in not acting on his feelings.
As they wiped the vehicle down he stopped as he felt the twins. Stopping he tapped Mel and had him look to the entryway to the mouth of Cul-de-sac. There they stood the mirror images to each other. It was wired as in most cases of twinship each was the almost identical image on the surface. These two were mirror images. They also were on very thin ice. Their Rex had begged Hieor to not go after them to not allow anyone to go after them. He’d kept his promise with one caveat that they be able to pass the next test he placed them in no questions asked.
He pushed at their shields. They were more together cognizant of where they were they were dialed in. The innocent sociopathy that was there months ago seemed in check the real first test would be in battle. He smiled as he said, “Gentlemen, its good to see you but you were to head to the safe house.”
Introductions were made and they headed back to the safehouse. Once there it was clear that Melissa had taken point. The would be enemy was tied and bagged awaiting. He chuckled and allowed Samuel to take point as this was his show in name.
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 22, 2016 15:14:36 GMT
Tbe ladies had it handled but she was still glad when they came back until she saw the twins. Her lioness had a strange reaction of vauge interest but wariness. The human side remembered the warning and she sheilded a hint tighter as shed let down her gaurd some with tam.
Handing over the now dead for communicating cell and wallet silently to samuel. Settled in to a chair to watch and learn but keeping a definite eye on the book ends.
The jags contacts were full of both useful and mundane contacts. Dates and times of importance also could be found along with vauge descriptions of some of them.
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Post by Samuel Banks-Walker on Sept 24, 2016 18:23:36 GMT
Samuel knew the jag would hear everything so he silently accepted the man’s property going through them louder than was necessary. “You all know he won’t break so he best thing we could have done for him would have been to kill him. But this way at least we can practice some advanced interrogation techniques.” He rifled through drawers making a loud show of removing bladed instruments. He nodded to the two recent additions and had them remove the man’s bag and brace him where he sat.
He could tell he man was already torn between telling everything he knew or passing out. Samuel smiled dragging a chair over to him. Sitting reverse in the chair he leaned forward meeting the man’s eyes. “There are two ways this will and neither will give us anything definitively to work with. The first is well you play crash test dummy for some of my ideas on torture. Second we actually make sure you leave this place alive. You get to choose now…”
Samuel waited a half second before reaching out and touching the man with the back of his gloved hand. Though touch was a stretch he backhanded him hard enough that the twin holding the mans right side strained against the blow. It was hard enough that had he man not been pumped up on adrenaline he would have passed out.
He waited another half second and rose slowly as he did the man let loose everything he had words tumbled out tripping over themselves. Samuel had to slow him down twice as he did everything he could to survive.
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 24, 2016 19:39:42 GMT
Watching the show with intrest then the slap nade her eye wide. She was torn between sadness and impressed. Impressed that he barely touched him and got it all and sad they would use such weak creatures to tail them. Shed never officially been tortured but part of training they did hostage senerios and sometimes people got a little carried away.
At the end of it all they learned alot but she was disgusted with the jag and for the first time didnt question that another living creature should be killed. This ine was too stupid and soft to
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Post by Hieronymous on Sept 24, 2016 19:52:46 GMT
Hiero watched Samuel work and knew what he meant about insure he left alive. It was a phrase that their grandfather used when he really wanted to make someone squirm. It meant that if the person was lion enough to survive they would be in pain broken but not destroyed. The others had no clue how bad it was about to get for the Jaguar.
He sighed removed his jacket as the Jag spouted everything that he thought would be pertinent in an attempt to save his life. Tam he knew had an inkling as she had known a younger version of Samuel. He tapped Mel and Tam along with their hacker. He quietly told them what was to happen and gave them each and out.
The Jag would be untied circled by the Pride in presence at least those who would take part and blood themselves into this. He would be set on and could defend himself. But they each would attack him targeting his limbs. No attacks to his trunk, head or groin. They would break every bit of his extremities leaving him to heal and reknit. Even if he survived the breaks would be compounded to the point that no matter how much he healed he would feel the pain of this moment for years to come. He would live but he would never forget this night. It had been a very long time since this ritual had been carried out and even longer since it had been carried out on any non-lion. He sighed concluding what he needed and nodded to Samuel as he stood removing his jacket and shirt, gloves still in place. The brothers limbered up stretching and rolling their shoulders as they prepared to ruin this lycanthropes next few months and maybe years.
Hiero would have opted out but he was a leader and leaders did their own dirty work.
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 24, 2016 21:59:00 GMT
Blanched wasn't the word she felt sick. Face hot and stood watching them she wouldnt they were killers but this was barbaric. She took a breath and everything in her said kill him now spare him the savagery.
Then would she be punished? She couldnt chance it not even for him she no longer had to honor protect abd serve. She went over the bed and into the other room swiftly shutting them out and shielding hard.
The hacker seemed it wasnt her bag either but she was waiting to see what tam would do.
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Post by Tamrine on Sept 26, 2016 20:20:35 GMT
She hated the breaking. It was a ritual she despised but she knew the need of it. In Scotland the Pride needed to be feared as due their relatively small numbers compared to the Pack and the Swarm. So once word spread of the Dubh Leomhann of Gàidhealtachd’s ritual he’d brought form America it became a thing in its own right. It was a test of the Pride itself it also became the one go to ritual to spread the word that the Pride would not be toyed with. She’d watched one and took part in far too many executions of the ritual. It made her stomach turn but she was the Militis of her Pride and wouldn’t shy away from pain if it protected her Pride. Even as these were but her temporary Pride members.
She swallowed hard and took up a place near the target waiting until he was cut lose and being the first to set on him. She was stronger than most thought and as a jaguar he’d thought she was in fact far weaker than she was. Biting own to keep from losing her gorge she was tempted to simply break his neck but instead feinted high coming down on his knee and catching his hand he went to grab it. Holding on she met the Dubh Leomhann of Gàidhealtachd’s eye as she yanked ad torqued his arm met with the snapping sound that signaled not one but two breaks. Shoulder and wrist.
Dropping the useless limb she held as his cries rang out she shook her head signifying that the rest was up to the other four. She left the room heading straight for the restroom on the lower floor. It was the only one far enough away where she could be completely alone. She moved quickly but managed to not run. She caught glimpse of herself in the mirror as she passed it closing the door behind her and retched until her stomach was empty and raw. Tears streaming her face she took a moment to wash her face in clean cool water before meet her eyes in the mirror. It was a necessary evil yes but was it necessary for them as a whole she wasn’t sure. She was sure that she wouldn’t be utilizing this ritual to bond a Pride ever again.
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 27, 2016 1:57:19 GMT
She was knees up hands on ears rocking in place eyes tight shut trying to block out the sounds. She felt tam retreat and felt better about her choice. Part of what bothered her was the fact that part of her bet he was meat now so much meat.
Praying silently it would end soon but then what hed be allowed to try and get away. There was slim to none chance that he'd make it.
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Post by Hieronymous on Sept 27, 2016 11:44:43 GMT
Hiero wanted to end it quickly not for the jag but for Tam and Mel and Emily. It was not an easy task. By dint of his blood the Jaguar was strong enough that Hiero had seen this ritual take several hours. And then the agonizing part would begin they would have to allow him to drag himself on broken limbs or they would take him to an area and dump him. The point was to never trifle with the Pride or in the case of it being used on a lion to never transgress again. It was a very potent lesson. However it was a bit much and he could feel the duality of want and need not in all of the ladies gathered.
As Tam retreated he focused on the twins who were raptly watching and panting. They were however enjoying the pain and not just the Jags pains but the pains of the ladies as well. He sneered as he choked back his instinctual enmity of such emotions and focused on the Jag who was already beginning to try and pass out to escape the pain.
Moving with a speed that belied his size and bulk Hiero seized the man using the arm that Tam had broken he leveraged him to the ground resnapping the breaks she’d begun. Driving his heel down into the other arm just below the socket where his shoulder attached itself. Doing so he forced his aura into the jag like a knife pinning the mans beast which was attempting to tear its way out of him.
As the twins began closing Hiero made eye contact with each of them. Shaking his head, he spun kicking the through the knee that Tam had initially attacked and closing with another stomp against the other leg. The snaps were wet and not crisp which meant they would be compound.
While he was attacking the Jaguar he was really envisioning the Twins and as he concluded he moved to them his aura filling the space between them moving them away from the Jag. Standing between a lion and its prey was the worse position to ever be in. Yet Hiero’s majesty kept them too unsure of the outcome to try anything. He heard Samuel get to work. But he stood as a wall. He would turn them loose but not here and not now. This test was not in their favor. He sensed the darkness in them and knew what the outcome would be. He preferred to at least have them do one favorable thing before then.
"Go find a room this is over” He told them. Without taking his gaze off hem he told Samuel.” Get him out of here. You promised him life.”
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Post by Mel Haze on Sept 27, 2016 18:29:34 GMT
She felt them moving in tandem towards the room she sheilded and they passed down to another. She was so glad that it was over and could feel the jag weakly.
Hopefully they would take him away to let him try and heal or kill him. She laid flat and tried to cleanse ger mind of the horror and get back in ready dor what else might come.
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