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Post by Isabelle Blackwood on May 22, 2016 18:33:18 GMT
Isabelle had been dozing off quite contentedly on her bed when she began to hear the most undignified noises echoing from the room next door. Her eyes widened in shock and her hand flew to her mouth in horror as she sat upright. How was she supposed to get her beauty sleep with such... activities going on through the wall?
Izzy debated knocking on the wall and shouting for them to be quiet, but she was too embarrassed to even acknowledge what she was currently hearing. Also, they may simply become louder just to spite her. So she made the decision to instead go for a shower. The water ran over her and blocked her ears so she could not hear the sounds from next door. It also made her feel cleaner after her ears had been subject to such noises that were meant to be kept private. It brought her mind back to Ruber and Holli during the event, a time which she could hardly bear to consider. Their complete indecency, especially in face of that young girls death. She shivered and wrapped herself in a towel, before doing her make-up and putting on the same dress as before. She dearly missed the dresser full of beautiful clothes in her previous room.
Izzy looked to her reflection in the mirror and sighed, this would have to do. At least, next door had clearly finished their activities. So she walked towards the wall and sat on the sofa comfortably. She had talked to someone through the brick before, but somehow it seemed different, her initiating the conversation.
"Hello," Isabelle called. That was it, she would only try it once, no more. If no-one answered, so be it. She would not subject herself to humiliation if the occupants had vacated their room for whatever reason. For all she knew, it could be the kidnapper themselves. She wasn't even sure she wanted to engage in conversation with people who would have sex whilst in captivity with a camera peering over their shoulder. It all seemed very sordid. Nonetheless, she did seek to find a link between all those who had been kidnapped and find out why she was here. She would find a way back home.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on May 22, 2016 19:05:56 GMT
Dimitri was more than satisfied with himself. He had literally fucked Celia into sleep. A huge and cocky smile on his lips, the raven-haired man laid back with his hands interlaced behind his head. He was so good! Normally he would be extremely tired after such a session, but he was too excited and proud of himself to fall asleep right now. His breath went normal again and soon after he heard a knocking on the wall. Ohh, of course this room must have roommates too. "Hello?", a female voice said from the other side. Should he answer now? Should he wait? He took a look at Celia sleeping next to him. Well, he couldn't sleep right now anyways and neither did he want to wake up the sleeping beauty. So why not have a talk with his neighbour? He put the blanket over Celia's shoulders and stood up, reaching for his boxers and then went over to the wall. "Hello there..", he said after knocking on the wall aswell.
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Post by Isabelle Blackwood on May 23, 2016 7:56:37 GMT
At first, Isabelle had relaxed back into the sofa and contented herself with not getting a reply. Yet, a few moments later came a voice through the wall. She looked at it with uncertainty. Well it was not the voice of Cale and Miguel, the only two males she had spoken to through the brick. Gratefully, she noticed it also wasn't the voice of Ruber. Being roomed beside him and Holli would be somewhat of a nightmare. So, who was this fellow?
"What is your name?" Isabelle asked abruptly, being used to having herself introduced by another. She tended to skip over her own name unless directly asked. There was no need to question whether he had a room mate for that much was clear from the woman's absurd moaning earlier.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on May 23, 2016 22:50:02 GMT
"It's Dimitri. And who are you?", he answered. The girl didn't sound like Meg or anyone else whose voice he had heard in this place in the past. ...Not like he had the best memory when it came to voices, but this one seemed very unfamiliar. He did realize though that her accent was british and from what he could tell, overblown.
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Post by Isabelle Blackwood on May 24, 2016 10:42:01 GMT
"Isabelle," Izzy decided to keep it short and sweet, best him only know the information he needed to for now until she determined whether or not he was trustworthy, a possible ally in this hell hole.
Izzy clasped her hands together in her lap and sat back on the sofa with her ankles crossed. "Have you been involved in any of the kidnappers games thus far?" She asked carefully, her own mind flickering back to the dead girl. It did not even cross her mind that it could have been her, she was a Duchess and the kidnapper had given her a star to protect her. Yet, it could have been Jane and the thought made her shiver. She needed to gather more information on these games.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on May 26, 2016 1:21:14 GMT
"Nice to meet you, Isabelle. Though I wished it was under different circumstances.", he said and sighed. He wished nobody to be caught in this place, it was sad that he had to meet everyone here in this place. Everyone - let's say almost everyone - he had met here so far had been really nice people.
.... Did she really have to remind him of that? The answer was yes, and he had done a good job to push aside the terrifying memories for the last minutes. Until now. "Yes..", he replied slowly. She sounded affected, so he assumed that she had been involved in one herself. Has there been more than one so far? "We had to pcik up cards and pair up and the one with the wrong partner had to die.", he paused and thought of the girl's death, "A girl died that day.", he closed then. He had talked about that with Garrett and Miguel already and Dimitri didn't feel like he wanted to share his deeper feelings with his new neighbour. He hated it to be weak and vulnerable and the thought of that day most of the time left him like this. Urgh. He needed to stop thinking of it now....
"What about you?"
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Post by Isabelle Blackwood on May 28, 2016 15:49:16 GMT
"Agreed," Isabelle nodded dismally. She had recently had a taster of the games they would no doubt begin to play more often and it made her nervous. Though, she was still under the impression that the kidnapper favoured her, she was not sure how long it would last. She had to try to determine the rules, what the kidnapper desired and then play to that. It was clearly not money they were after, but what? John would know, he would have it figured out by now. Her shoulders slumped, she did miss her brother.
Isabelle kept herself taut and did not move as Dimitri described the game she also played, could she remember him in the room? No, not particularly. She had been too focussed on Ruber's presence. Isabelle shuddered.
"I believe I was also in that game," Isabelle tried to make her voice appear strong but she felt it waver towards the end. "Do you know why you were brought here?" She asked hopefully.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on May 29, 2016 2:33:53 GMT
He blinked surprised when she claimed to having been part of the same game. He tried to think of the other persons who had been in the room. Celia of course, then that slut who were both obviously not Isabelle. Then the brown-haired girl who had been taking care of the dead girl...No, she didn't talk like her. He remembered a woman with white hair which face he hadn't seen though. Maybe her. He couldn't recall if there had been any more women. Probably. "I see....", he only answered then.
The Russian sighed. "No, I have no clue. I don't have dealings with any kind of underworld-people, no stars, no politicans, I'm neither from a nobel family not extremely rich. I mean, I'm not poor, have a nice flat and all....well, I had. So, no. I don't see any reason why I could be here. What about you? You seem to be part of the high-class society judging from how you talk."
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Post by Isabelle Blackwood on Jun 11, 2016 21:17:20 GMT
Isabelle sighed, this Dimitri was proving to be of no help at all. His response to her question was poor and provided her with no further insight into why they were here. It seemed he could offer her nothing, so when he began to ask about her, she decided to respond with nothing aswell. She did not know who he was or what he wanted, so she would give him no information about herself. Instead, she opted to enjoy the silence since they had ceased to engage in sexual activity and enjoy her own company once more.
Isabelle walked away from the wall with her head held high, she would not let herself be made to feel small. She would get out of here, sooner or later.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jun 12, 2016 1:11:40 GMT
Dimitri waited for a reply that never came. Eh, what was that about now? "Hello?", he asked, but didn't recieve any answer. He heard that the person got up and went away from the wall. He was confused. What the hell was that? Stupid girl. She didn't wanna talk? Fine. Then she shouldn't have knocket at his wall for fuck's sake, he thought and frowned. He got up himself and got back into bed to sleeping Celia. Who cared about that person anyways. He had her and that was all he needed. It still made him angry to be treated like that though, but he cuddled his blondie and banned those thoughts from his mind. Time to sleep.
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