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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 2, 2016 13:55:23 GMT
Madge had been excited for this day. Excited because she didn't know how it would go. Up until this point she had only needed to rely on herself, but today everything relied on her inside man. She thought she had judged him well, but honestly, now that the time was here, she wasn't sure if he would do it, if he'd have the guts. The note she had left him the day before had visibly shaken him up. Now he was laying on the grass in the garden, remote detonator in his pocket, and people surrounding him, they too sleeping. Soon they would wake up and see the magnificence that she had created. Rows of firework, set to go off at the push of a button, to a beautifully magical color array in the sky. And the best part of all, in between the lines of firework, about 20 meters from the sleeping prisoners, was her masterpiece of the night. Tied to a chair, gagged, was Vincenzo, strapped to a heavy bomb designed to go off with the fireworks. It would be beautiful, and glorious. He would truly go out with a bang. Now she just needed to trust John that he would do his part.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 2, 2016 14:08:48 GMT
John felt the gas wear off. Despite the splitting headache he pushed himself up from the grass. Wanting to be the first to wake up. He needed to be the first. Upon waking he saw three women laying next to him and two other men. Well that is just swell. Poor girls would get traumatized and he hoped the men would not play the hero. John felt the detonator in his pocket. Then looked up at the display. Seeing the poor man sitting there strapped to the chair and the bomb that he was supposed to detonate. The gravity of the situation starting to weigh him even more. John stood up, seeing other people starting to stir up. Well too late to try and move them away. Guess he just had to try and persuade them to stay away.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jun 2, 2016 18:00:35 GMT
Dimitri hummed when he started to wake up from his forced sleep. What, was he kept in another sick game again? Hopefully Celia wasn't involved this time... He opened his eyes and slowly sat up. What...? He was outside. Wow, the first time after months of being held in a room without windows. He took a deep breath from the fresh air. Okay, for this he could totally forgive the kidnapper for causing him so much heasache. He ran his hand through his hair and looked around once more. It was a garden, so he hadn't been freed. Would've been too good to be true. Then he saw a blonde man already standing, another still on the ground and three women. And there was another guy, tied to a chair and..a missile? On both sides of him were strung more of them. Great. So it was obviously another deadly game going on. He quickly checked if Celia wasn't here and luckily she wasn't. But this brown-haired women over there seemed kinda familiar... But he couldn't remember this very moment. He got up and took a few steps towards the blonde guy. "Hey. I'm Dimitri and you?", he asked. The Russian didn't even bother to ask if he knew what this whole kidnapping was about, since noone seemed to know. He only asked: "Do you know what is going on here outside?"
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 2, 2016 18:54:40 GMT
John looked at the man that just woke up and came to talk to him. "I'm John." He said extending his hand to the man to shake. Giving a firm handshake. "Damned if I knew. Just woke up myself, and there is people sleeping on the grass and that poor devil sitting there like the dummy on Guy Fawkes night." He said glancing at the guy over there surrounded by the rows of fireworks. John's lips were pressed into a thin serious line. Looking at the guy with the Russian accent with worry in his eyes. "What do you suppose we do about that?" He asked. Partially hoping that the guy would come into some sort of smart solution. Or perhaps engage into a conversation that would allow him to lead him.
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Post by Anya Sheppard on Jun 2, 2016 19:07:57 GMT
Anya woke up with a horrible headache. This was starting to become normal. Waking up with a headache in an unknown place with unknown people. She opened her eyes and she could not believe it. She was outside. Was she finally free ? She looked around her and saw that she was in a garden, closed. She sighed. no way to escape. Then, she saw, she wasn't alone, there were a blond man and a man with dark hair who were standing. A young boy, and two young girl were still asleep. Messua and Theo weren't among them. She was worried for them and happy at the same time that they weren't here. She didn't like this situation. Maybe Kida and her rommate were here. she did not know what they look like. She hoped that no. Then she saw tied to a chair and a missile. She retains a cry of horror. panicked. And almost screamed :
"Godness, but we must do something, we must releave him"
She walked to the man to free him.
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Post by Jane Elizabeth Carter on Jun 2, 2016 19:46:27 GMT
With quite a headache again, yet as well feeling something comfortable and strangely familiar under her head, Jane eventually slowly woke and sat up. As her hands touched the ground while doing so her eyes immediately were wide open. Grass? Almost shocked by this happy surprise it took her a moment before she notices two other persons lying on next to her, still sleeping, while two men already were standing and talking. What really catched Jane of guard though was that again someone was with her at this crazy place that she knew ... and even might have ended up marrying. Quickly Jane stood up and walked over to the two males. "Uhm hello?" She said trying to join their converstation.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jun 2, 2016 20:03:16 GMT
He took the hand the man was offering him and shook it. "Yeah.... I don't know. I'm afraid that if someone would try to free him, the kidnapper would just blow them up together... would fit him well.", he said and looked over to the trapped man. What could they do for him...? He didn't really have much time to think about it, when he suddenly heard a female voice from behind him, screaming they had to help him. He quickly turned around: "Hey, you can't just go to him, you don't know if something will kill you then...!", he shoutet and put his hand forth as if he could reach the woman and hold her back. But she was already at the chair. He almost expected an explosion or something, but....nothing. Huh. "Uh... okay, well. Probably not then..." He was still very wary regarding the chair-area. He looked back to John, when a brunette appeared next to them. He blinked a few times, before his eyes widened. She really didn't only seem familiar, he actually knew this girl. "......J-Jane?", he asked disbelieving.
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 2, 2016 20:18:47 GMT
John nodded to Dimitri. "That is true. And not to mention if that bomb goes off we might be too close to it...." He pondered out loud. When the brunette woman got up and walked past them to the poor guy strapped in the chair. "Don't just go there willy nilly!! That thing might blow you to sky high too!!" He said to the girl. Glancing at Dimitri and the other brunette woman who joined them. Damn these people. He moved a little closer to the fireworks display, but still keeping a respectful distance. "Now please come out of there. You are way too pretty to be blown into pieces. We can try and find another way to help him." He held out his hand to Anya to try and get her to come back to safety.
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Post by Anya Sheppard on Jun 2, 2016 20:41:45 GMT
She heard voices asking her to stop. She turned at them. She was angry. she would yell and scream, if we had to let this guy explode without doing anything. But she calmed and refrains from saying anything.These guys were right. It is quite possible that as soon as it touches the man, he would explode and her too. she looked at the man on the chair. He was still asleep. He was not aware at all that he might die at any moment. she dared not imagine when he will woke. She would not even imagined the explosion. This thought made her want vomit. She look at the blond man's hand and took it. she could not play the hotheads and should include thoughtful manner. their kidnapper was not stupid. if she touched the chair, it will explode. it would kill not only her, and the man but all the other people around too. She looked at the man on the chair, desesperatly. And then looked at the blond man, she did not really like, that he said she was too preety to die. If she was less atractive she could died. In other circumstances, she would be angry or would have responded with sarcasm. she did not like that kind of playboy guy. but then there was an emergency. it was clearly not the time to dwell on the meaning of a sentence.Despite this rather awkward sentence, the blong guy seemed kind and sincerly. she decides to trust him and said :
"I'm sorry. It was stupid from my part. she wanted to cry But how we could save this man ? without risking the lives of others people. Do you have any idea ? "
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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jun 2, 2016 20:59:59 GMT
John held on the brunette's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I wish I knew." He said carefully wrapping his arm around her shoulder and starting to walk her further away from the fireworks and bomb. "I suppose we should start by taking these two sleeping beauties farther away so they don't get hurt. Then we can try and find out some way to help this guy." He suggested. "You guys want to help?" He asked Dimitri and Jane. Pulling the brown haired boy to a sitting position and taking a hold under his arms. "Can someone take the legs?" He asked requesting help from the four people already awake.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jun 2, 2016 22:16:20 GMT
Dimitri watched John taking care of the girl. He was obviously the clingy-playboy-type. He shrugged inwardly. Well, he should do what he wanted, Dimitri didn't care. In this situation the blonde actually did a good job convincing the girl to stay away for now. Did he hear a russian accent in her talking? He would have to get to the bottom of that later. "Yeah, sure. I'll just take that girl.", he meant and went over to the sleeping persons. When he bowed down to grab the brunette girl from the grass, he noticed that he had seen her face before. Oh yes, she had been in the card-event too. He remembered her. It was really bad that they were now both in another deathgame again. He lifted her up and went further away from the fireworks, together with John and Jane who carried the guy together. He didn't look that heavy, he could have carried him by himself aswell, he pondered. Whatever. There was no sence in his thoughts at all. "This should be enough...." When he thought it was enough distance to the fireworks, he laid her down on the ground again.
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Post by Vincenzo Santorini on Jun 3, 2016 0:32:02 GMT
Vinny started rousing, he tried moving but found he couldn't. Opening his eyes he also found he wouldn't be able talk either due to a gag. He looks around slightly, spotting a group not to far off, they were moving some others away, curious he turned his head and spotted many rows of what Vinny recognised as firework rockets. 'So long as they don't fall over there should be too much risk of injury, so why wouldn't they have come helped me?' He started working the gag, hoping to maybe get it loose or out.
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Post by Anya Sheppard on Jun 3, 2016 16:05:55 GMT
Anya wanted to help the man with dark hair to move the sleeping girl, because the blond man and the brunette moved the young boy. But the man seems to do that very well himself. Anya felt completely useless. She didn't know it at all in the area of the bomb. She couldn't say whether the bomb will explode because of a timer, whether to press a button or if it was as soon as we tried to free the man. She knew even less how to defuse a bomb. What were they going to be able to do now that the sleeping people were in a safe zone. She looked at the man on the chair and realized that he was waking up. He didn't seem unduly panic. He met Anya's gaze. He seemed throw to her a look of incomprehension and reproach. Anya felt guilty. The man should feel abandoned because they did nothing to help him. Anya warned her comrades that the man was awake and she approached him, still remaining at a safe distance, to try to reassure him :
"Don't worry, we will do everything to help you, we will find a solution. I promise. we just fear that if we try to free yourself the bomb explodes. But we will find a solution. quickly. She tried to be reassuring as possible. "
The man can't answered her, and could hardly move. But Anya realized that the guy was trying to break free. she did not know how to react. she just hoped that the bomb will not explode and that the man will arrive to free him.
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Post by Madge Baker on Jun 3, 2016 21:48:14 GMT
Madge had been wary of using the gas on Jim. She had seen its previous effects on the boy. She wondered if it was because he was frail, young or just allergic, but she had definitively noted that its effects on him had been harder than the rest. She had been worried about using it today, but had thought it worth the risk. She realized now as she saw his body weaken instead of wake, that it had been a mistake. He wouldn't wake. He would weaken further until he stopped breathing and died in his sleep, and it would happen soon if her guess was good for anything. It had been a gamble, and it hadn't paid off, but at least the boy was easily replaceable. She would find someone to take his place.
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Post by Vincenzo Santorini on Jun 4, 2016 2:41:30 GMT
'A bomb? Really? Why does Irony have to be a bitch' Vinny thought as he kept working the gag, not that it seemed to be working any, He could vaguely make out the form of a young man being carried away from him, 'Of course because of this 'bomb', hey, maybe that's that Jim from next door, poor guy'
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