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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/19/2017 3:04:42 AM
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"Ya, Shits real boss!" Damien said. Faolin raised an eyebrow of surprise at the comment, but he still had his question to Lyn.
"C'mon, bird." He told her. "Clean. My. Hands. You want that exclusive don't you?"
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[i]Lyn squealed and nodded. She lightly grabbed the cloth and slowly and gently began to clean his knuckles.[/i] "O-Okay..."
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The cloth did nothing to clean his hands, both were dry. "Looks like you'll have to get the cloth a little wet." He said to her. The same sadistic grin remained on his face.
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"Wh-Where's a sink?" Lyn stood up on shaking legs and looked around.
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"Oh. You won't be using a sink. Spit on it." Faolin demanded.
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Edited by Stitch: 4/19/2017 3:13:54 AM"S-Spit?! Th-That's...." Lyn sighed and tried to spit on the cloth, but it was a weak spit and just ran down her chin. "...Ew..."
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"Now. Wipe." He said as he smashed his knuckles down on the bar.
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Edited by Stitch: 4/19/2017 3:17:11 AMLyn winced and wiped away at his hand. Her voice got quieter and more submissive sounding. "O-Okay..."
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He let Lyn wipe his knuckles. The blood seemed to rub into his hands rather then wash off now. But he let the girl continue to run across his knuckles. "So. Am I gunna be the one asking the questions here god damnit? Where's your own? You want this on your webbed site don't you?" He asked her rudely. She also noted he said "Webbed Site."
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"This isn't coming off..." She mumbled before she looked up again with a weak smile. "H-How's the empire doing?"
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"Outstanding." He answered briefly. "You'll have to wet that cloth again, girl." He told her.
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[i]She whimpered and spat on it again.[/i] "R-Really? Umm....M-May I ask what's going on here to help the empire?"
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"Oh. It's very simple. I brought in a big fu[i]c[/i]king army, and took over Yorktown in a week. Then I put those pretty little collars on just about everyone in town. Mm. Now that I think about it..." he started . He moved his bloody knuckle up to Lyn's neck and stroked it with the back of his hand. Blood stains were left on her throat as he did so. "You would look VERY nice with one of them yourself, I think."
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Edited by Stitch: 4/19/2017 3:59:22 AMHer eyes went wide and she smiled a little more to look more persuasive. Her hands gently held his hand. "R-Really? Because I th-think I look better this way. Y'know? I-I umm....So, how's the family? Uhh...I'd love to meet them all and interview them as well. Maybe w-we could all have some d-dinner and sit down? M-My treat?"
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His eyebrows went up as he nodded his head. "Ohhhhh. Your treat, huh?" He asked her as his hand moved up to her hair. His left arm was still on the bar, which meant his chest was exposed. A well placed dagger could've ended this bastards reign quickly....
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"Y-Yeah...just d-don't kill me." Lyn didn't take advantage of the situation.
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"Oh. I'm not gunna kill you..." Then, Lyn felt his hand squeeze her hair. He had his grip on her, completely and fully. "Tell me, Crow. What do you think that man in the corner said before I pummelled his brains out with my bare fists?" He asked her. Though she could hear suspicion and deduction in his voice. Was he putting the pieces together?
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"H-He probably begged too, r-right?" She continued to cry and shake.
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"Oh of course! That's par for the course little bird. But...he also gave me some, information. Of a meeting that was to take place here, with a member of the famous dojo. Interesting don't you think?" He asked her, still suspicious.
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Edited by Stitch: 4/19/2017 9:08:35 PMLyn then cried even harder and nodded. "Okay! Okay! I-I admit it! I-I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I just w-wanted to have an exclusive story with the r-rebels! I s-swear! I s-swear I-I'm not against you in anyway! Please don't kill me! I-I....I-I.....I s-set up a meeting as a dojo member b-because I knew the two were t-trying to make c-contact and I-I just...."
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"Oh?! Is that so?!" Faolin asked her. "So you just happened to be at this Dojo at the time of the call, and they happened to send you down here? Where you happened to give the secret password they had made?!"
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She sniffled and mumbled. "I may have intercepted some messages and knew some people..."
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Faolin suddenly let go of her hair. He stepped off the bar stool and walked towards one of his soldiers. He grabbed the man by the throat, reached into his coat, and pulled out a massive hand Cannon of a pistol. Then, he took aim at Lyn. Before she could even react, he moved his hand and fired beside her, and a bullet shattered through the bar and splinters flew all around. "YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?!" He yelled at her as he charged at her again.
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Lyn fell off her stool and covered her ears because of the gunshot being so loud in an enclosed area. She rolled around a little with a pained expression. She looked like she never heard a gunshot in person before.
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Faolin spared no time continuing his act as he pulled her up by the hair and slammed her head down on the bar. He put his gun on her and pointed the barrel directly into her head. "Hmmm? What? Never been in a situation like this before? Tell me, Crow. You hadn't seen my face before. Hell you never fu[i]c[/i]king met me before. But when you saw me...oh that was the look someone gives me when they KNOW me. To be frank, you look so damn familiar as well...."
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"OW! My head!" She held her hands up to her head, now she shook from pain and shock rather than freight. "Umm....uhh...." She sounded extremely dazed from the hit, the pause did not give off a feeling of suspicion that she's pausing to think. "I....ow.....I-I just didn't expect a Couldborne...I e-expected a rebel....I th-thought I was going to die....Please let go...." She was practically whispering by the end.
