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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 5, 2006 20:37:13 GMT -5
Bree was not in the least surprised. In fact, she looked almost pleased, her lips curled into a smirk. The wad of spit had just missed her left cheek and landed harmlessly on the sidewalk.
"Very well, youngling. I shall do so." She effortlessly pulled out of his grip, her hand taking a firm hold of the back of his jacket. With a snort, she pulled him into a backwards flip and pressed his front into the ground.
((Ish okay...just let me get in a few hits and I'll be happy. ^^ ))
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 5, 2006 20:40:42 GMT -5
The boy grunted, feeling the cement on his chest, knocking the wind out of him for a split second. But only a split second. Snarling, he rolled, tossed her foot aside, and slashed at her cheek with the knife in his right hand. He would be in pain after the battle, but for now the adrenaline coursing though his body would keep him running.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 5, 2006 20:44:26 GMT -5
Bree hissed, holding her cheek. At trickle of crimson ran down down her face like a red tear. She knew it would heal in a minute or so, but it still hurt like hell, and because of that she still smiled.
Letting go of her face, she lifted her skirts a bit and kicked the man in the shoulder, hopefully causing him to stumble a bit away from her ...and perhaps cut him as well, for her high-heels were quite pointed.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 5, 2006 20:49:39 GMT -5
The kick drew a bit of crimson liquid, but after, he grabbed her foot in mid-flight and ripped off the heel of the shoe. There. No more kicks. Grtowling, he wiped a bit of blood away, and lunged in, both knives aimed at her throat. Suddenly, a yell sounded.
"Damnit Alan, knock it off!" gorwled a voice, soundin gmuch more mature than the boy's. A ginger head popped ot from around the street corner, and tackled Alan.
"Hey!" Alan growled, but didn't raise his weapons on the man. He struggled under the tight grasp. "Dammit! Let me GO!" he yowled, kicking at the new, identical man. Looking at the two it was obvious they were related. Both had the same ginger hair, eyes, and were both well built. Except, the man seemed older and more mature. Alan's voice still hinted he was a child at heart- a very naty child.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 5, 2006 20:57:12 GMT -5
Bree sighed and suddenlt turned back into a prim lady. She daintily picked up her desimated shoe and looked at it, frowning. "Hmph. Alan, is it?" She said, setting the shoe on the floor and gazed at the two men with her impossibly deep black eyes. "and who may you be, sir?"
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 6, 2006 15:58:38 GMT -5
Alan sneered. "What's it to you, you old b-" he was cut off by the other boy shoving a hand over his relative's mouth.
"I am sorry- did my brother bother you? I am James, Alan's older brother." he took his hand from Alan's mouth with a hmmf. He shot a look to his brother, and Alan looked away with a growl.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 6, 2006 16:36:57 GMT -5
Bree curtsied, smiling close-lipped. "He was...but he did me no permanant harm, I assure you. I am Bree Galadriel ,and it is a pleasure to meet you." She replied graciously. The bloody mark on her cheeks had already healed over, leaving only a few smudges of red behind.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 6, 2006 20:35:26 GMT -5
James sighed in releif.
"Good... I'm very glad he didn't leave any marks, and-" he was cut off by Alan's protesting.
"Hey! The lady had a long gash, right there! I know it!" he growled, before being cuffed across the head by James. "But-"
"No buts." James said, narrowing his eyes. The blck goggles strapped to his forehead didn't move. "You remember what could happen, right? And I was in the middle of an experiment. And then I checked the clock. I said to myself, 'Hey, it's been 10 minutes, and Alan hasn't been wanted by the police yet. I better see if he's alive.' And then I find you, here, fighting with someone- a woman no less!" he screeched, looking to Bree. "Oh, um, no insult needed. It's just my brother knows better." Alan looked away with a growl, his face slowly taking a red color as he realized the situation. He had lost his temper again!
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 6, 2006 20:39:52 GMT -5
Bree waved a hand. "No offenence taken. I had assumed that your brother was simply a troublesome miscreant...but now I know that he has quite the problem with temper. I, too, am sorry that I angered him." She said, pulling her long brown hair out of her face with one quick swish of her wrist.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 6, 2006 20:46:41 GMT -5
James nodded, taking a quick glance at her as she pulled down her hair. Then, he grabbed his brother by the collar, pulled him up, and took the knive.
"Ah, it's not you're fault, Miss Bree." he said, shooting a stern glance at his brother. Alan rolled his eyes. "My borther just is.. A bit hot-headed at times." with a tug, he jerked Alan in front of him. "Say sorry, Alan." he growled, his lips in a scowl. Alan's face twisted like he had eaten a lemon.
"But I-"
"Say it." growled his brother through clenched teeth, not wanting to put up with this.
"I am sooo sorry." mumbled Alan, sarcasm touching his voice.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 6, 2006 20:54:16 GMT -5
Bree curtisied gracefully, smiling at Alan. "You are forgiven, Sir Alan..." She replied, her black eyes seeming to flare with mirth at the whole situation, but for only a second before she was as pleasant as ever.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 6, 2006 20:58:52 GMT -5
( Now what? $P''''' ))
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 6, 2006 21:02:21 GMT -5
((Er...I don;t know! I's fresh out o'ideas!  )) |
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 7, 2006 16:27:30 GMT -5
(( ............ Dang, the sites goin' downhill. Everyone's running out of the ol' rping skillzorz. ))
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 7, 2006 16:42:40 GMT -5
((We are indeed...it's probably all because of school...perhaps after the thanksgiving holiday I'll regain my brain. I'll post again when I think of something, mmkay?))
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