Post by The Judicator on Feb 19, 2007 22:18:47 GMT -5
OOC- This thread is for myself and Eyvindr only.
IC-
"Sigh... Alex, come to bed already sweetie..." Angela pleaded to her husband, who was sitting at his home office table. In front of him were a mess of papers, his eyes scanning over one in particular. He looked up and smiled at his wife who was already dressed in her pink nightgown.
"I can't yet honey... I still have a few more papers to look over. I'll be in soon." He promised. With a small smile, Angela left for the bedroom. With a sigh, Alexander returned to his papers.
= = = = = = = = = =
*Leviathan sat relaxed in the back of a lavish limo which his gang took over a few weeks ago. Ever since then, Leviathan has prided himself in traveling in style.
Seated next to him was Matilda, his girlfriend, who smiled happily as Leviathan's fingers gently scratched the back of her head.*
"So, who is this guy we're kidnapping?" Matilda asked Leviathan, whose gaze was out the window. He slowly turned to Matila and smiled.
"Alexander Durbeyfeld." He began. "He's a very wealthy man. But he has something that is far beyond mortal wealth in his possession..." He teased, knowing Matilda would ask for more information. And sure enough-
"What might that be?" She asked, getting more interested by the second.
"Sorry, can't tell." He said with a smile. "At least not for free." He said. With a sly grin, her hand glided to his crotch.
"Getting warmer?" She asked, playing the game of cold and warm. Her fingers began teasing his zipper when the car came to a stop.
"We're here." The driver said. Leviathan leaned forward and patted the driver's shoulder, then turned to Matilda.
"To be continued." He assured her before stepping out of the vehicle.
= = = = = = = = = =
*Alexander opened his small closet and looked upon his prized possession, The Ring of the Siren. He had found it while on an archeological dig with a friend. From the tests he ran, it was able to emit high pressure sound waves; enough to bring a man to his knees.*
"Alex?" His wife asked again.
"Coming." He assured, closing the closet and approaching the bed. He sighed, removed his glasses, and got under the blankets, soon to have his wife drape an arm over him.
"Everything settled with the job?" She asked.
"Yup." He said, his eyes slowly closing. "Good night..." He said.
"Good night." She returned, both of them fading off to sleep. But unknown to them, a very sly teenager was sneaking in through their window, ready to give them both a nice dose of chlorophorm.
= = = = = = = = = =
"W- Where am I?" Were the first things Alexander said as he awoke, finding himself tied up and in some strange building. Standing above him are two men, both of them teenagers. One is dressed in a bright green suit and wearing neon sunglasses. The other is Mexican, and wearing a leather jacket with flame patches sewed onto it.
"Hey Diablo... He's awake." The green on spoke, alerting the Mexican. The one known as Diablo looked down at Alexander with a smile.
"Buenos dias puta." Diablo spoke with a smile. "What should we do with him Gecko?" He asked his green friend.
"Dunno. Boss'll deal with him." Gecko assured him.
"Where is Boss Leviathan?" He returned, wondering where his black donned badass of a boss was.
"In the back room with his girl."
"And our friend's wife?" Diablo asked, concerning the wife of Alexander.
"Next door. Taurus and the boys are entertaining her." He said with a sly smile. "We should get our turn man..."
*Alexander exploded with rage at the sound of his wife's fate. He struggled and struggled, but the ropes that tied him to the chair were too tightly done. With a laugh, Gecko bitchslapped Alexander.*
"Calm the fuck down man." Gecko said with a laugh as Diablo smiled menacingly.
"So, you think that demonic sonofabitch saw us?" Diablo said, referencing Halsephea, a teacher at The Academy, who monitored The Dragoons heavily.
"Probably." Gecko answered simply...
= = = = = = = = = =
*Halsephea has left the task of saving Alexander and his wife to Eyvindr, an up and coming student.*
OBJECTIVES:
-Rescue Alexander and Angela Durbeyfeld
-Recover the Ring of the Siren
OOC- Halsephea has told you to search a specific warehouse for The Dragoons. It is old, rundown, has three stories, and near the beach. It is a BAD neighborhood.
IC-
"Sigh... Alex, come to bed already sweetie..." Angela pleaded to her husband, who was sitting at his home office table. In front of him were a mess of papers, his eyes scanning over one in particular. He looked up and smiled at his wife who was already dressed in her pink nightgown.
"I can't yet honey... I still have a few more papers to look over. I'll be in soon." He promised. With a small smile, Angela left for the bedroom. With a sigh, Alexander returned to his papers.
= = = = = = = = = =
*Leviathan sat relaxed in the back of a lavish limo which his gang took over a few weeks ago. Ever since then, Leviathan has prided himself in traveling in style.
Seated next to him was Matilda, his girlfriend, who smiled happily as Leviathan's fingers gently scratched the back of her head.*
"So, who is this guy we're kidnapping?" Matilda asked Leviathan, whose gaze was out the window. He slowly turned to Matila and smiled.
"Alexander Durbeyfeld." He began. "He's a very wealthy man. But he has something that is far beyond mortal wealth in his possession..." He teased, knowing Matilda would ask for more information. And sure enough-
"What might that be?" She asked, getting more interested by the second.
"Sorry, can't tell." He said with a smile. "At least not for free." He said. With a sly grin, her hand glided to his crotch.
"Getting warmer?" She asked, playing the game of cold and warm. Her fingers began teasing his zipper when the car came to a stop.
"We're here." The driver said. Leviathan leaned forward and patted the driver's shoulder, then turned to Matilda.
"To be continued." He assured her before stepping out of the vehicle.
= = = = = = = = = =
*Alexander opened his small closet and looked upon his prized possession, The Ring of the Siren. He had found it while on an archeological dig with a friend. From the tests he ran, it was able to emit high pressure sound waves; enough to bring a man to his knees.*
"Alex?" His wife asked again.
"Coming." He assured, closing the closet and approaching the bed. He sighed, removed his glasses, and got under the blankets, soon to have his wife drape an arm over him.
"Everything settled with the job?" She asked.
"Yup." He said, his eyes slowly closing. "Good night..." He said.
"Good night." She returned, both of them fading off to sleep. But unknown to them, a very sly teenager was sneaking in through their window, ready to give them both a nice dose of chlorophorm.
= = = = = = = = = =
"W- Where am I?" Were the first things Alexander said as he awoke, finding himself tied up and in some strange building. Standing above him are two men, both of them teenagers. One is dressed in a bright green suit and wearing neon sunglasses. The other is Mexican, and wearing a leather jacket with flame patches sewed onto it.
"Hey Diablo... He's awake." The green on spoke, alerting the Mexican. The one known as Diablo looked down at Alexander with a smile.
"Buenos dias puta." Diablo spoke with a smile. "What should we do with him Gecko?" He asked his green friend.
"Dunno. Boss'll deal with him." Gecko assured him.
"Where is Boss Leviathan?" He returned, wondering where his black donned badass of a boss was.
"In the back room with his girl."
"And our friend's wife?" Diablo asked, concerning the wife of Alexander.
"Next door. Taurus and the boys are entertaining her." He said with a sly smile. "We should get our turn man..."
*Alexander exploded with rage at the sound of his wife's fate. He struggled and struggled, but the ropes that tied him to the chair were too tightly done. With a laugh, Gecko bitchslapped Alexander.*
"Calm the fuck down man." Gecko said with a laugh as Diablo smiled menacingly.
"So, you think that demonic sonofabitch saw us?" Diablo said, referencing Halsephea, a teacher at The Academy, who monitored The Dragoons heavily.
"Probably." Gecko answered simply...
= = = = = = = = = =
*Halsephea has left the task of saving Alexander and his wife to Eyvindr, an up and coming student.*
OBJECTIVES:
-Rescue Alexander and Angela Durbeyfeld
-Recover the Ring of the Siren
OOC- Halsephea has told you to search a specific warehouse for The Dragoons. It is old, rundown, has three stories, and near the beach. It is a BAD neighborhood.