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Post by V on Dec 9, 2014 19:33:39 GMT -6
"Jack had tried everything else, I suppose it was a last resort, and it nearly worked, so I wouldn't knock it too hard."
He smirked and tossed Brooklyn a keepsake, of course V had taken a wallet, something so she knew who it was he;d just killed.
It even still might have blood on it.
"The next time I meet West, he might not be so lucky."
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 9, 2014 20:04:18 GMT -6
"Nearly, Jack has a habit of half ass."
She took the wallet and opened it, seeing an I.D. for a 'Josh'.
"All the names he could have picked..."
But the photo matched what he looked like the last time she had seen him. His hair was shorter and brown but the face... yeah that was Jack. She wiped the blood on her already bloody jeans, new shirt though.
Dirty dog.
"Next time? You have a habit of letting him live V. It's not all his fault... he is a good lil' solider after all, nothing but a sheep."
The last part trailed a bit as Brooklyn went through the wallet. Finding a business card for her tea outlet along with a few other cards of some places she favored.
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Post by V on Dec 10, 2014 9:47:34 GMT -6
"Maybe not so much anymore, I gave him some food for thought."
A pause and a wry smile.
"I let him watch"
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 10, 2014 13:33:52 GMT -6
She looked up at him as she closed the wallet, sitting in between them before she asked.
"How did you kill him?"
A legit question all things considered.
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Post by V on Dec 11, 2014 9:20:34 GMT -6
There was a a click, a snap and then the Knife was there.
"The old ways are the best"
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 11, 2014 11:49:23 GMT -6
She raised an eye brow as she looked at the small knife. "Cute.. and fitting."
Jack wasn't a fan of up close kills... That was much more Brooklyn between the two. She looked away from the knife just enough to see some bottles of water. Grabbing one she opened it up, drinking nearly half of it before turning back to V.
She had to note the speed V had handling the blade, even while driving.
"Can I see it?" Not because it was 'cute'... because it was lethal... and it killed him.
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Post by V on Dec 12, 2014 6:38:55 GMT -6
He smirked even as he flipped the knife removing his finger to offer the handle and finger ring to her.
"It's called a Karambit, Used primarily in the Philippines styles You might like them, very fast very brtual..You fight to kill.."
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 12, 2014 16:48:41 GMT -6
She took the blade, looping her finger through the ring, holding it like V just had. It was small and easy to conceal, she brought it close to her face to get a better look at it.
"..."
Looking at V she cracked a smile, acting more like herself.
"Can you teach me?" Well... kind of like herself.
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Post by V on Dec 13, 2014 8:45:50 GMT -6
V smirked a little and he seemed to think before he kept driving and well, he spoke.
"I am No MAster, But I can teach you.."
A pause
"We start without the knife and move up"
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 13, 2014 10:32:36 GMT -6
She handed the knife back to him, nearly in the same fashion he presented her with. Taking another drink of the water she relaxed a little in the seat, gazing outside at an unfamiliar environment.
That wasn't anything new with V though... a lot of things were unfamiliar.
"You look like you could get some sleep."
It was a matter of fact tone and she didn't bother to bring her eyes to him as she said it.
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Post by V on Dec 13, 2014 17:32:07 GMT -6
He smirked a little.
"Once we find somewhere safe, the house won't cut it anymore..not for at least a week."
Yes he was tired and he gripped the wheel tighter.
"If you see a motel or osmething, let me know.." |
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 15, 2014 2:49:09 GMT -6
It was only about 15 minutes before she spotted a sign. Pulling into the place was the funny part. A small one story motel with a neon vacancy sign...
The first thought through her mind was this how a horror movie would start... but than the second thought- V was there, and whatever "horror" they would encounter would turn and run screaming.
She looked at both of them, each with there own distinct blood patterns. Hers was only on her pants so she piped in with...
"Maybe I should go in to get the room... you look like you killed somebody."
Haha... get it? Cause he did.
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Post by V on Dec 15, 2014 6:07:15 GMT -6
He looked at her impassively even as he picked up the mask , smirking and tapping the wallet, moving around to pick up the bag.
"You do that, I'll be right here"
A pause and he looks at the area and smirks.
"We all go a little mad sometimes."
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 15, 2014 18:32:47 GMT -6
"I think with your body count 'a little mad' is an understatement." She grabbed the wallet as she got out of the car. It was the first time she been on her feet since the tea and nearly fell back against the closed car door. The wound on her foot now being recognized and acknowledged. She walked into the main office with a slight limp, the pain wasn't that bad, she was just wobbly.
"I need a room with two beds."
The office clerk looked up at her as his eyes widened for a second. She probably looked like hell, her hair was a mess and if he caught sight of her jeans they had dried blood on them. It didn't help she wasn't wearing any shoes yet either.
"Uhh... Are you alright?"
"Crazy night." A smirk. "A room with two beds?"
He reached behind him and grabbed a set of keys as Brooklyn handed him cash in exchange.
"Thank you." She slipped him an extra hundred as she turned on her good foot and headed back out the door.
"Room 7." She waited until V was out of the car before telling him the room and walking past him to get to it.
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Post by V on Dec 15, 2014 22:21:15 GMT -6
The suitcase was hauled out of the back of the car, V had packed everything he could into two of them His and hers as he moved for the Room with a smirked.
"Sorry for the rush,I had this notion we were not safe."
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