Anna Molly™
Ice Breaker
My Devil danced with his Demon and the fiddler's tune is far from over.
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Aug 8, 2005 1:03:35 GMT -6
Post by Anna Molly™ on Aug 8, 2005 1:03:35 GMT -6
I’m bursting from my seat with excitement… Expressing nothing from her sarcastic thought, she slapped her bracelet on, shoving her finger between the band to add some room to the tight piece of technology. Wordlessly leaving the room, Ivory felt her brow twitch at the sudden glow coming from its center, crimson radiance able to attract attention. She dulled down the light without thought, killing it instantly.
A little annoyed, she pocketed her hands as she strolled to the lockers, opening hers slowly. She brooded over the current situation, anything but pleased. We are to be tested out before sent into the world. Lovely…and on the team is jolly-go-lucky, pyro the ruthless…and Wolf. She shrugged, fiercely slamming the locker door. She had been unable to think up a good nickname for her last comrade, his alias having to suffice.
Taking her weapons to be modified for the event, Ivory frowned in wait, tapping an impatient heel. A small part of her actually WAS excited but the other part was anxious, in wonder as to what would happen on the practice field. She was hopeful it would be elemental eye candy, sparks of electricity and heated flame decorating the combat area. Fun…
Nibbling lightly on her lower lip, she swung her modified Benelli over her back and holstered a Sphinx pistol to the right of her hip. Keeping a shiv in her back pocket, she put her Diemaco rifle over her shoulder, somewhat satisfied with her arsenal. Sighing heavily at her decision, she removed her shades, golden eyes taking in the drab dull colors of the world around her. Miss them already…
Ivory kept her gaze to the floor, taking her time to reach the combat room. Once by the entrance, she leaned against the wall by the doorway. Eyes clearly expressing her rue, she closed them, pulling out her shiv in thought. Oh if only. Catching sight of her only comrade there, she contemplated whether the fates were toying with her. A legit reason to fight jolly-go-lucky would have seemed like a blessing. Especially considering now he’s anything but.
Carefully opening an eye, she scrutinized her tensed up comrade, the smallest of smiles starting to curl her lips. She forced it away, snapping open both eyes startled at a random thought. Blinking, she fixed the flickering light above her, playing with her shiv to pass the time. Nonchalance crept back onto her face, blade dancing on her knuckles. All that’s left to do is wait for Wolf and Hawk, patience Ivory…patience.
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demented
Ice Breaker
Vade Mecum
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Aug 9, 2005 9:42:06 GMT -6
Post by demented on Aug 9, 2005 9:42:06 GMT -6
A dark figure appeared behind her teammates, and a growl was to be heard as the firey red head walked up to where Som and Shade were standing. "If they fucked up any part of my baby.." Hawk muttered, looking over her beloved shot gun for any modification errors, "I'll rip their throats out." The small woman grinned mischeviously, her eyes on fire with a burning hatred that only fueled her desire to win this battle. She would take them all on if she had to, she didn't care, as long as it meant getting out of this hell hole...
Hawk looked over her kevlar vest, making sure everything was secured, then tightened her holsters around her (suprisingly) long legs. She didn't bother wearing anything but her shorts, she needed the freedom to move about and use her on-going gymastic skills in a deadly and rutheless way. "God I hate wearing this damn thing." She said as she shifted the vest on her body, "So restricting." Hawk knew she might as well have been talking to herself, she was pretty sure Ivory wasn't too keen on her, and Som was already in "Battle Mode." God he is so bipolar. Chan grinned and went to stand next to him, slightly in front so she could be the first out that door.
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Aug 10, 2005 2:03:30 GMT -6
Post by Exiled on Aug 10, 2005 2:03:30 GMT -6
"You can always slip out of it and into nothing..." Marcus said quietly from behind Chan, grinning as he fingered his tanto he smiled at his team mates. There was a certain amount of kidding to his voice, but still he could be serious, he wasn't exactly predictable. "Tell ya what, meet ya in the closet afterwards and I'll solve your problems." He added still grinning, as he leaned in closer, his face nearly touching hers. Marcus had always been a very physical person, he made a lot of contact with people, whether they felt comfortable with it or not. His hair was still wet from his recent shower, and small droplets of water dropped off and ran down her cheek. "So...guess we'll be working together." He said, changing his attitude almost immediately and addressing the entire group, his other weapon slung across his back, he most likely wouldn't be using it as much. Guns and such weren't exactly his style, he liked more upfront contact, going toe to toe against his opponent was where he really shined.
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demented
Ice Breaker
Vade Mecum
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Aug 10, 2005 17:02:23 GMT -6
Post by demented on Aug 10, 2005 17:02:23 GMT -6
A click could be heard, a familiar one, that of a gun cocking, and marcus could feel the warm metal pressed against his temple. Usually, it would be a sickeningly cold feel, but as Channing was always hot, and the gun had been pressed up against her leg for a while, it had started to exude heat. Channing grinned ruthelessly, batting her eyes as a lock of hair fell into them. "How about you go jack off in a closet all by yourself and just be greatful I don't blow your head off right now?" A sadistic smirk played across her lips and she tilted her head, taking on a "pondering" face. "I wonder, would it hurt more, or less to have a paintball blown through your skull at point blank? Hmmm..." With one more eye bat she pulled the gun down, holstering it in one swift movement. Her other hand wiped the bead of water that was dripping down her face.
That idiot should be goddamn greatful I'm on his team, or I would kick his sorry ass... she thought as she once again, checked over her shotgun.
"What is taking so fucking long? When the hell is this shit going to start?" She muttered, though her voice carried and her teammates heard her well. Channing got anxious before a battle, and her nerves would kick in after a while, though she wouldn't ever let anyone know this. It was most likely from the extra adrenaline coursing through her veins and the anticipation of beating the shit out of someone. "Ugh, any day now.."
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Aug 10, 2005 18:04:56 GMT -6
Post by Exiled on Aug 10, 2005 18:04:56 GMT -6
"Sorry...I'm not into the whole dominatrix thing...I'm not a masochist." Marcus responded, he hadn't moved while she had her gun against his head. It really hadn't bothered him, she wouldn't shoot him, she wasn't going to harm anyone really. But it was part of her personality to be abusive, not that he cared. "God damnit...you've been here like 3 minutes...calm the hell down..." He said sarcastically looking back at her slightly as he spoke.
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demented
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Aug 10, 2005 22:26:34 GMT -6
Post by demented on Aug 10, 2005 22:26:34 GMT -6
Marcus felt a deathly tight grip on his arms, as Channing grabbed him and put him behind her so she stood before him. "Havn't you ever heard of ladies first?" She raised an eybrow and looked over her shoulder at him, "And I'm just anxious okay?" She smirked and turned back around. Chan fidgeted, as she often did, she tapped her foot, bit her nails, anything to keep her mind occupied untill she could seriously harm someone.
With a sigh, she went to check her weapons again threatening under her breath to castrate anyone who screwed up her babies.
OOC: Augh I can't post anything.... WHEN IS THIS SHIT GONNA START!?!? DO I NEED TO START CASTRATING Ya'll???
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Aug 10, 2005 23:17:00 GMT -6
Post by Exiled on Aug 10, 2005 23:17:00 GMT -6
"God...you're obsessed with mens balls than we are..." Marcus muttered rather loudly watching her as she fidgeted with her guns. He pulled out his knife and idlly tossed it up into the air, catching it each time by it's blade. He kept tossing it up higher and higher, suddenly letting it flip a little too forward, he caught it right near Chan's face. "Oops...sorry, better be more careful eh?" He said somewhat sarcastically.
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demented
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Vade Mecum
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Aug 10, 2005 23:24:45 GMT -6
Post by demented on Aug 10, 2005 23:24:45 GMT -6
Not even a second after Marcus dealt his sarcastic remark Hawk gave him a swift punch in the stomach, enough to keel one over and leave then gasping for air for a moment. It wasn't her hardest, but if she wanted her odds to be good in winning this battle, she would need Marcus. Too bad, woulda been fun to see him writhing in pain... Immediatly after she pulled her hand back, it was engulfed in flame, and she smiled, "Yeah we wouldnt want to have a fire alert again now would we?"
Hawk rolled her eyes at the man, eyeing her other teammates with a look that partially said "Can you believe this ass?" with a little "I'd kick your ass too if you treated me like that.." hinted in there.
With a yawn she turned back around and tapped her foot in an annoying fashion while drumming her fingers on her waist.
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Aug 11, 2005 3:39:34 GMT -6
Post by Kaisar on Aug 11, 2005 3:39:34 GMT -6
Verity could hear the thoughtd of the other team even on the other sideo f the battle field, the band on her wrist caused her to hacve a headache as he used her power but she blocked hte pain receptors in her mind. feeling everyones impacients she sent out her mind to Som. This had better start son I think chan and Marcus are driving eachother up the wall again and i'm not going to be the one to clean up the mess when chan wipes the floor with him
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Aug 11, 2005 5:21:33 GMT -6
Post by Anarchy87 on Aug 11, 2005 5:21:33 GMT -6
The Russian approached Rhiana, in a commanding Voice he said "You will do your worste to them, i wan't no..will win this thing" he commanded her. only to find out she didn't even turned to look at him, let alone listen to him. with Rage going through his veigns he launched his right to her face. Fuck he thought as his fist stopped mere inches from her face. it felt as if an unseen force stopped his fist in mid air.
This isn't good he thought short before being slammed into the wall besides Rhiana, His arms and legs spread. as he if he was nailed against the wall he couldn't move, Not even an inch
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Aug 11, 2005 5:33:26 GMT -6
Post by Kaisar on Aug 11, 2005 5:33:26 GMT -6
Verity turned to face him her face blankbut her eyes gleamed mischeviosly as she walked over to him. Pinned ot the wall as he was he could never move even if he wanted too. Stopping so there was only a few milimeters of distance between touchingVerity walked her fingers up his chest and lent in close to whisper in his ear. 'Keep that temper of your under control my fiesty team mate, I plan on doing my worst but should you try to use force against mne again the results could be quite..well lets just say unpleasent. Here i'll give you a sample.' she reached into Nicholi's mind finding just the right nerves and twitched them a little. He moaned through gritted teeth. She let the nerves go and smiled taking a step back. 'and just so you don't forget...' she drew her fist back and slammed it at his grion. Nicholi had closed his eyes but Verity just smiled as her fist his wall just an inch below his grion. 'don't comand me little russian. I don't take orders well...' she smild and flicked the forehead of his mask and blew him a kiss. With a wink he was released and alloud to slide ot the floor. Walknig away Verity lent once more against the wlal head bowed nad eyes closed. She always enjoyed games like this.
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Aug 11, 2005 5:55:56 GMT -6
Post by Anarchy87 on Aug 11, 2005 5:55:56 GMT -6
Nicholai stood up, a veign nearly popping out of his forehead. "DAMN YOU" He Roared slamming the wall " Damn you and your pety mind tricks" he shouted slamming the wall again. The concrete brickelt of around (and below) where his fist connected to the wall. This wasn't the first time The russian treid to attack Rhiana. the logic behind it? Not even Rhiana could tell, maybe he didn't know or he Hated her for having him in such powerless positions maybe he wanted her to hurt him. She didn't know not even he could tell why. (and nor do I )
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Aug 11, 2005 6:01:38 GMT -6
Post by Kaisar on Aug 11, 2005 6:01:38 GMT -6
Verity looked up and reached into his mind again stroking the lobe that enduced a calming effect on nicholai, his pounding ceased as his anger subsided, sometimes she had to resort ot this kind of thing if only to keep him from hurting himself. I swear i feel like his damn keeper sometimes she mused, amused by the idea. 'none of that now Nicholai you'll need a clear head if we're gunna win this.... oh an another thing I want those panties back. I don't like it when you steal my stuff and if you don't i'll come into your room and find out whatelse you've taken that i haven't noticed.' she smiled at him with one of her rare and actualy meant smiles.
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Aug 11, 2005 7:05:06 GMT -6
Post by Anarchy87 on Aug 11, 2005 7:05:06 GMT -6
"I..Hate when you do that" he said holding his forehead with his right hand. evidently what ever she did it worked, and as usual flawlessly. shifting his gaze towards her a smile crept across his face. even with the helmet on she knew he was smilling "what panties? do i look like i need panties?"he said removing his Helmet, with a chuckel in his voice.
The Russian knew she hated when he did take something from her room, nor was it the first time he did it. "win the battle and you might get them back" he laughed, while he was alot more calmer then he was mere moments ago, he Hated when she toyed with his mind. Even if it was for his own good.
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Aug 11, 2005 7:10:04 GMT -6
Post by Kaisar on Aug 11, 2005 7:10:04 GMT -6
Verity laughed and walked over patting him on the cheek gently with her hand. 'Oh we'll win and if you don't give back my panties i'm going to go into your room and start taking things of yours until you return my things.' She lent on the wall next to him and sighed. 'Tell you what when thsi is over and i let you go i'll even give you a little one on one in the training room, no powers which means you might even land a hit or two just to expel ome of your rage if that will help.'
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