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Post by Opal Strole on Jan 3, 2015 0:45:44 GMT
Pff, Please, Shadow thought with disdain. Bored with the boy, she sat back onto her butt and crossed her legs. "That's great. Whatever," Opal sighed, wondering how Logan would react to the prospect of love. Grinning, she continuously flipped the knife between her fingers."Here's a question for you to think on: What should I do when I'm tired of you?"
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Post by Adam Griffin on Jan 3, 2015 0:52:27 GMT
Lumiere spotted the knife and gulped. He could be either truthful...or alive. "W-well, I guess y-you could let me go. You've asked me questions already, you've hurt me already, so what else is there to do?" Uh-oh. Lumiere's eyes began to change black, he was turning in to Adam again.
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Post by Opal Strole on Jan 4, 2015 18:53:37 GMT
Opal, out of boredom, picked her nails with the knife a little. "Okay. But first, who do you know besides your precious Principal that could give me some worthwhile information, hm? Maybe I'll take your suggestion into consideration?" Opal smiled, toothily.
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Post by Adam Griffin on Jan 4, 2015 19:15:43 GMT
( uh... ) Adam actually had to think about it. Maybe..."There's a guy named Damian, who's half snowy owl. N-now please...don't hurt me." quivered Adam. (doing this for continuity) |
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Post by Opal Strole on Jan 4, 2015 19:21:54 GMT
Opal nodded thoughtfully and tossed the knife over Adam's head, where it stuck into the wood for 'safe-keeping'. "Okay, well, I'll toss you out then," she responded, savoring the fear that seemed to glint of Adam's eyes. Removing the cloth from her belt, she approached Adam and attempted to press the gas-emitting side into his air canals, making sure his last visions were of a black-masked woman with red streaks in her hair and a red smirk on her lips.
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Post by Adam Griffin on Jan 15, 2015 4:52:18 GMT
Yup. Adam was not going to be able to sleep for awhile now, knowing that there was a blood-thirsty kidnapper on the loose. He felt as though that he should report this person, but...Adam couldn't be able to, without even knowing what the assasin looked like.
As Adam breathed in the gas from the cloth, his vision started to blur with dark spots. His once terrified eyes soon became started to grow heavy, and close. Adam was terrified inside, and that felt terrible. Well, let's see, he now has a cut on his arm, a deep cut in his wing, and a deep wound in his shoulder, that still hurt like crazy. Great. Another trip to the hospital...yay. Well how would he even get there? Rosemary got kidnapped, and she was around a mile or so into the forest. Because Adam is normal, he wouldn't want to walk more than a mile to the hospital in the morning, especially if he was severely wounded
(D: why...)
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Post by Opal Strole on Jan 16, 2015 1:48:33 GMT
Shrugging the boy over her shoulder ad ensuring everything was in it's place - knives, cloth, mask, etc - Opal started out of the base. Her head swam with the kinds of thoughts that would confuse anyone, though they made perfect sense in her head.
After a fair amount of walking, Opal dropped Adam literally on the steps of the Academy. It was risky, but she knew she could always just threaten anyone that dared report her. And even if someone did see her, she calculated that they would just be fearful and spread the fear like a disease.
Sighing deeply, Shadow set off to become Opal once more and tidy up the room.
|Th kidnappings don't all take place in a night|
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Post by Adam Griffin on Jan 16, 2015 1:52:22 GMT
(oh, but this one did...)
(so...end thread?)
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Post by Opal Strole on Jan 16, 2015 2:03:41 GMT
|Eh, this didn't happen the same day. Trust me|
|Yes, end thread|
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