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Post by John Smith Kowalski on Jul 12, 2016 21:25:31 GMT
John felt his heart twinge a little when she looked up at him with those violet eyes of hers. She honestly was regretting it, he knew the look. He had seen that look in his own eyes. John pulled her into his embrace. "I don't blame you. God only knows that I have done the same mistake in my past plenty of times." He said softly to her and kissed the top of her head. "But I can't say that it doesn't hurt me. Though I probably had it coming." He continued more having a monologue than a conversation. He held her for a good moment, feeling her relax in his arms a little. Then pulling away. "Now excuse me, but I must do this." He said turning his back on her and marching towards Dimitri. Not wasting any time or giving the guy any time to react he had pulled Celia away from him. Placing his arm behind the guy's neck to hold him steady as he punched the man in the gut with all his might. "Now we are even." He growled into the guys ear as he took in the groans that came from the guy. Pushing the guy away with force and moving back towards Meg.
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Post by Megara Paranell on Jul 12, 2016 21:40:47 GMT
Meg felt silently relieved that John wasn't terribly angry with her but the guilt she felt was far worse. "I really am sorry John." She said quietly and watched in some confusion as John suddenly pulled away from her only to march over towards Dimitri. Meg's eyes widened in horror as she slowly realized just what he was about to do. "John!" She shouted and hurried towards them, but she wasn't quite fast enough as John punched Dimitri right in the gut. He leaned over and whispered something in Dimitri's ear before releasing him and heading back towards her. On the one hand, Meg wanted to make sure Dimitri was all right but the look on John's face prevented her. Besides if Celia was in a relationship with Dimitri, she didn't want to cause more trouble between them. So instead she raised an eyebrow at John and then shook her head at him. "Did you really have to punch him?" She asked in an undertone.
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Men have two emotions: hungry and horny. If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich.
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Post by Celia Adelaine on Jul 13, 2016 10:53:45 GMT
Celia heared her name once more. Turningh around. She looked surprised. Wasn't he that actor? "Hey.." She said. Surprised that he was here. There were two guys here that she knew John and this guy.. Celia was unsure what to say. But before she could she was pulled asside. "What are y-" Celia froze when she saw John give Dimitri a piece of his mind. Punching him. She winched a bit. John had hard fists.. Watching John storm off again. She wanted to ask if Dimitri was alright. But she knew what this was about most likely.... Celia sighed. "You shouldn't sleep with different women... This happens when you do." She said to Dimitri. "I'm sorry if it hurts but I doubt it is as bad as heartbreak." She whispered to him. Before turning around. Walling away from him. Celia felt tears in her eyes. When she walked past John she said a quick. "Thank you."
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jul 13, 2016 20:09:32 GMT
"I see", he said at Kidas explanation and nodded once. He glanced over to the man who called Celia's name. He had never seen him, but the man also seemed quite unsure if it really was Celia, so they probably met in their life before this place here. He didn't have much time to react when Celia was suddenly pulled away from him and, still in the movement of turning around, Dimitri got punched in his gut. He groaned in pain and surprise and bent over. What the-? John? Even? What the hell did he mean?! Still a hand on his gut, he straightened again and looked after John, who was going back to Meg. So that was the thing. Well, he probably deserved this hit then. He lowly groaned again. Luckily he was used to even harder punches back from his time in the military, but this one definitely hurt. But 'even'? Did that mean he had slept with Celia too? It had to mean that. He threw a sideglance at her. She wasn't his girlfriend, they never said they'd be something, but it still made him angry. He blinked though when the blonde spoke up. What was that supposed to mean, she knew? Why did she act like nothing had happened then? Why was she even mad, he didn't promise anything to her. Well, except for doing anything to get her out, but that had nothing to do with this. "You should probably mind your own business if I got John's words right.", he replied, almost angry at her. She didn't have any right to be mad at him if she slept with someone else too. And they never said they wanted the other to be faithful or anything like that. "We never said we wouldn't.", he added, knowing that he'd probably regret it someday, but he didn't care right now. They wanted him to be the big bad villian? Fine, he could be that for them. Celia wanted to run from him? Also fine. He wouldn't go after her, he just sent a glare in her direction, before he turned away. What did it matter anyway in this place.
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Post by Celia Adelaine on Jul 13, 2016 20:24:13 GMT
Celia stopped when she heared Dimitri's words. No.. They never said they wouldn't. But.. She loved him. Looking over her shoulder. Should she go to him? No. He wasn't going to her.. No they weren't a thing.. But it felt like that. Sometimes those things do not have to be said? Right? Sometimes you just felt it... Celia found a spot further away. Against a wall which kept her from the outside world. Sitting down. The first thing she did was remove the ring around her finger. Placing it next to her. Wanting to throw it but that would create too much attention.. Pulling her legs to herself. She felt shivers down her spine from keeping herself composed. The anger flowing through her like crazy. Finally she let go and tears started to roll. Hiding her face as she made herself small. Her arms hugging her legs. Every man was the same... Every single time it would be the same. What was the point really? If everytime she ended up getting hurt. What was the point in trying to stay alive in this fucking game? Celia tried to calm herself but the tears just went on and on. This was the last drop. If she ever got out of this place.... Who was she kidding. She'd never get out. She would die here. And be burried amongst the other dead bodies who were there.
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Kill or be killed... Wait, what?!?!?!
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Post by Adam Guillon on Jul 14, 2016 15:18:12 GMT
Too loud. All those strangers were chatting and the amount of noise was far too much for Adam to bear any longer. And the drama happening with John and his "Megsy" right next to him was adding to his headache. He needed to walk away from the crowd. How weird. He had hoped for days and days to have someone to talk to but when he finally got the opportunity to, he was too weak to handle it. With difficulty, Adam stood up and stretched his arms. Gosh it felt good to feel the sun on his now so pale skin. He remained that way for a few minutes, enough to hear John storming to that Dimitri Meg was talking about, and started to walk away. He was enjoying the stroll far from the others when he heard someone crying. A girl as it seemed. He wasn't sure it would be right for him to go to that person but no one else seemed to care so he decided to at least try to talk to that person. Approaching her, he recognized the blond girl who had been so coldly pragmatic during his "escape attempt". "Are you alright miss?" he asked, as friendly as he could be in such a weird situation.
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Post by Celia Adelaine on Jul 14, 2016 16:03:29 GMT
Celia heared someone speak to her. When she had tried to find the spot where few people would notice her. Well it was bound to happen. She looked up to see it was the guy who had almost killed John. Celia whiped her tears away. Kind of a stupid question to ask. But she wouldn't be rude to him. Atleast he tried. Unlike Dimitri who decided to accuse her instead of comfort. She was dying to make a sarcastic remark. Oh she was perfectly fine. But she shouldn't. "No, I am not." Celia said softly. Looking back down. "What about you?" She asked not looking at him. Celia would rather tell him to just fuck off. If anything she didn't want to talk to a stranger right now. But she didn't want to be the next person with a piece of glass against her throat.
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Post by Adam Guillon on Jul 14, 2016 16:37:00 GMT
When he heard her reply, Adam bit his lips. He wasn't good when it came to understanding people's behaviour but he could tell his question was stupid and that she probably wouldn't want to talk to him of anyone. "Yes, right, sorry, it was a dumb question obviously." He was hesitating: should he leave her alone? Would it be the right thing to do? Would it be ok for her to be left here to cry on her own? He was still processing all those questions when she asked about how he was. Well, it was true that asking that in their situation definitely felt weird. "Euhm, well.... I..... I'm sorry about earlier, I probably scared the hell out of a lot of you. And you probably didn't need anyone to add up to your situation." he clumsily apologized to the blond woman. He hesitated a few more second and confusedly added "And I'm sorry... I'm a poor judge of characters so maybe I should have left you alone. I just though that talking to someone might make you feel better but I guess that someone should most probably not be the freak who scared everyone out."
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Post by Kida Nedakh on Jul 15, 2016 1:19:08 GMT
“I’ve been…” Kida trailed off.
She couldn’t say anything positive about how she had been. How she had lost a roommate, how she had another sleep perhaps into his death, how alone she had been. There wasn’t anything she could say to put a positive twist on that. For all her words as a writer, she was without them now. So she just smiled weakly.
“Surviving.” She finished.
It seemed as good a word as any. It was a good word. Confirming more to herself that she was enduring all of this torment for a reason – to get back to life outside of these confining walls and home. She missed home. She would have even sat through one of her father’s presentations, with an uncomfortable dress and her hair done up if it meant not being here and she loathed his speeches. They were dull and unforgivingly boring.
Kida looked up when she felt a hand on her shoulder. A smile crossed her lips. Another familiar face. She was so glad to see Christopher again. She feared the worst after they were separated, even though she heard from him just briefly. She put her hand on his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Just seeing familiar faces brought a sort of relief to her that she had not felt in a while.
“Christopher, you’re okay,” she breathed.
All too quickly the man who had been threatened with the knife just moments before marched right up and punched Dimitri in the stomach. Kida let out a soft exhale of surprise, stepping back just a little over the show of violence. What on earth had gotten into everyone? They were in games playing to the death and here they were beating the crap out of each other! They should have been pooling their resources to try and find a way out! Not sitting her and squabbling.
“Are you okay?” she asked Dimitri.
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Post by Celia Adelaine on Jul 15, 2016 4:14:35 GMT
Celia listened to the guy. "You do not have to say sorry to me but to John." Celia answered. He was awkward. It wasn't necassarily making things better. If anything she just wanted him to leave her alone. He then went on how he was a bad judge of character. And she couldn't blame him for that really. "Thank you for your concern.. But yeah I'd much rather be alone now." He was a man aswell. No man could be trusted. Not even the ones to be found helpful. Celia burried her face back down hiding it behind her arms and legs. When would this nightmare be over?
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Post by Christopher Bjørgman on Jul 15, 2016 11:18:16 GMT
As glad as Christopher might have been to see two healthy, familiar faces, it was quickly brought to an end when the man of his tiny group (the one he didn't know yet) was suddenly attacked by a blonde stranger. Chris instinctively took a step back to avoid the fight, but the man had left as quickly as he'd come, leaving nothing but an out-of-breath victim and the strange sensation that Christopher had heard his voice before. Even if he didn't know where. Celia seemed to take this opportunity to resolve some unknown business with the poor man. He didn't recall her being so bitter; in his memory she was rather charming and sweet, but again, he didn't know her well enough to say this was uncharacteristic of her. Without looking back, she'd left their group to sit somewhere against the wall, apparently deciding to swallow in her self-pity. What could have possibly happened between these three?
For now, though, it didn't matter: he wouldn't take sides just yet, but only one them had been beaten so far, and that was the most important to him right now. Kida was already next to him, asking for his well-being, and he decided to join them, also a little worried. First a kidnapping, now this. This hadn't seemed like a death game at first, but now, he wasn't so sure.
– Are you alright, sir? He asked politely, not close enough to the man to allow himself to be too forward in his attentions.
He kept an eye on the rest of the people around him. The “kidnapper” from before seemed to be trying to bond with Celia, but wasn't so well received. Some still remained unconscious on the ground and others... in that weird building. Chris was still curious about that.
– I'm so sorry, but does any of you know why we're here, and what's in this place? – he questioned both Kida and the man. He wanted to see what was in that place, but was still a little too tense to go in there alone, or unwarned.
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Post by Silvia Harrison on Jul 15, 2016 17:33:55 GMT
((OOC @val, that is perfectly okay! I don't want her knowing about the marriages yet. <3))
Silvia waited for Jane's reply but her question seemed to be interrupted and ignored when Miguel spoke her name. Her eyebrow raised a little. Why wasn't he letting her question be answered? She could also be paranoid, but it seemed strange to her that he would just push her question aside. Something was definitely up. She would question him later when she got the chance. As much as this kind of stuff didn't bother her, due to her son did the same thing, it was still rude in her mind. But for right now she was going to let it slide and focus on paying tribute to the fallen.
She took one step forward and brought her candle forward with the rest of them. As she waited for the candles to be lit she went off a little into space. Her thoughts taking over. She couldn't help but wonder what everyone's thoughts were before they died. What their hopes and dreams were. She had already known Ariel's, but her dream had already came true.. Silvia quickly pushed Ariel out of her mind and focused on everyone else
Her eyes closed for a moment and prayed that her husband and child was alright. She wanted them to be safe from this place. Her eyes opened as she kept her mouth silent and her body still. She was now saying a prayer for those who had died. She wasn't a really religious person due to reasons, but at times like this she knew she needed to pray. Not only for the fallen, but for the ones who still lived.
They all needed to get out of here.
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Post by Dimitri Sudayev on Jul 16, 2016 1:55:38 GMT
He waved aside with one hand, still bending forward. "Mhhhh...yes, I'm okay... have been hrough worse than this. Well, right now I can't think of anything acctually." He straightened up now. Worse than the punch, yes, but this whole thing here, no of course not. "Thanks.", he said to Kida and the man and smiled slightly. The Christopher-guy was very polite, quite unusual in this place. "You mean this garden here..? Well, it seems to be something inside there the kidnapper wants us to see. Or do. We've been in a few kinds of sick games. I don't hear any screaming of dying though, so it's probably save to go inside and take a look....", he said and looked over him. Did he really wanted to see what was inside there? "Shall we go take a look?"
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Post by Kida Nedakh on Jul 16, 2016 18:18:58 GMT
"Unless it's another game. Or... a wedding," she murmured as her eyes grew wide. "The host. Miguel told me that her name was Madge. She tried to make him and a woman named Odette go through a wedding. Odette refused and Madge killed her."
She stepped back, away from the open doorway. She didn't want to witness that. A shot gun marriage where it was literally life or death. She didn't want to play a game but she didn't want to have to sit through something like that either. She didn't want to go in, to look and see what that horrible woman had in store for them. But she knew that if they didn't, then she may have just as well as killed her. She exhaled slowly.
"We... have no choice." she said. "We have to go in there."
She looked between Christopher and Dimitri. She was afraid. She didn't want to go alone but she didn't have the courage to ask either of them to go with her. She was embarrassed to ask for help. The fear, however, was justified. Her pride in the situation was not.
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Post by Adam Guillon on Jul 17, 2016 13:28:25 GMT
Having that woman thanking him felt kind of awkward... She didn't really have to, it was the least he could do after having made such a fuzz. He couldn't find anything to say or do so he simply nodded saying: "I guess you're right". He could tell that she felt as uncomfortable as he was and her last sentence confirmed his thought: she wanted to be left alone. "Alright.... Sorry again." he nodded once more, turning around and starting to walk away from her.
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