because you're mine
Characters: Maia, Harley, Jinx, Phoenix and later Ironhide and (maybe?) Anna.
Location: Library.
Date: Backdated to the 16th. Right after the end of this thread.
Warnings: Maia. Lots of Dark Eco, pain, and general unpleasantness. This isn't going to be a superhappyfuntimes log (unless you're Maia).
( Won't you come sit with me? )
Location: Library.
Date: Backdated to the 16th. Right after the end of this thread.
Warnings: Maia. Lots of Dark Eco, pain, and general unpleasantness. This isn't going to be a superhappyfuntimes log (unless you're Maia).
( Won't you come sit with me? )
"Move." Maia wants to get to work, and if she is to do that, then she needs both Harley and Jinx to get out of her way and for them to stay there. She waits for the two of them to move away before sauntering over to Phoenix, all too happy to take a seat on his lap and just grin. While Maia would have liked to take a bit more time with this - perhaps to instill a bit more paranoia in him, or to target the other women he seemed to be so fond of - this is still as good a time as any.
The simple truth of the matter is that Maia has wanted to do this even before Phoenix had killed her, although that certainly gave her even more motivation to do this.
She takes a moment to pull off both of her gloves before focusing her attention back on her guest. Maia tilts his chin up. Even if he's unconscious right now, she wants him to be looking at her when he wakes up.
"You really should wake up, Phoenix. It's rude to keep your hostess waiting." Not wanting to waste any more time, Maia presses her lips to Phoenix's and sends a charge of Dark Eco through his body. Nothing too lethal, just enough to wake him up.
This is only a taste of what she has in store for him.
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She scoots to one side and pushes herself up onto a table nearby, legs swinging idly. She hated waiting. Being patient was for pushovers. BUT, she was a good lackey and did as she was told now as always; waiting until Maia called on her, with her hands folded in her lap.
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Jinx leans on the bench right next to Harley, elbows propped and legs crossed at the ankles.
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But the illusion is shattered violently as liquid fire pours through his veins. Phoenix jerks, his cry of pain cut off by Maia's mouth, and instinctively he tries to throw the woman off - but he can't move his arms. He can't move his legs.
His eyes fly open as panic flares in his chest.
...well. He's certainly wide awake.
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"Did you enjoy your nap, Phoenix?"
Maia's tone is almost cheerful. As if she's addressing a dear friend instead of the man who had killed her.
"I told you that we'd be seeing each other soon enough!"
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As Phoenix jerks back to consciousness, Harley lets out a soft 'oooo' and speaks sidelong to Jinx. "That glowy stuff eco?" It's kind of a whisper, but not really. She's really trying not to interrupt, but you know how it is. :D
[ooc: I'll respond so long as there is stuff to respond to, but if there's a point where it looks like I'm just repeating myself, I'll say so. If it happens, please feel free to skip me and just let me know when I need to tag in again; or, since I'll be watching anyway, I'll just jump on in again. :3 ]
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"Yup."
[ooc: Same goes for Jinx \o\!]
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"Get off of me," he snarls even as he struggles against his bonds, trying to ignore the sick twist in his stomach from the Dark Eco exposure just now. His eyes flicker briefly to Harley and Jinx before snapping back to Maia as his primary concern. "Release me at once, Maia Acheron!"
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Phoenix's demand just earns an amused laugh from her, though.
"And why would I do that? Letting you go after having Harley go through all the trouble of catching you is rather counter-productive, wouldn't you think?"
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Then Phoenix snarls at Maia and when his glance moves over Harley and her table mate, she lifts a hand and waves, happily waving back at him. She speaks sidelong to Jinx, wry grin on her face. "We should'a brought some snacks .. I mean, if we're gettin' a live show an' all, it would only be right, ya know?"
And then Phoenix is making demands again and Harley snorts, laughing aloud at Maia's quick rebuttal. "HAH! I don't think he appreciates all my hard work, Mai-tai! No respect for a job well done .." She 'tssks' softly, shaking her head in a greatly exaggerated manner.
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When Phoenix glances Jinx's way, all Jinx does is to give the man a jerked nod. Yup, Jinx is currently having a moral dilemma at the moment. Stopping the women will make him lose two sets of boobs friends. Staying is really a very bad thing, a a very bad thing.
"Yeah, gotta say, Phoenix. We worked pretty damn hard ta' pull this off."
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Growling, he turned his attention to Jinx. "I shouldn't be surprised to find you in on this, but I would have thought you would at least have the sense to avoid Dark Eco, Jinx! An idiot who plays with fire is bound to get burned-" He snarls and snaps his head forward, hoping to catch Maia off guard and slam his head into hers. "All three of you will live to regret this!"
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"Oh, come now. Stop being so unreasonable and enjoy yourself while you still can. I haven't even started playing, yet!"
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Phoenix, you're talking, but all Harley is hearing as she stares at you rather blankly is 'mew mew mew mew mew'. And then he slams his head forward and connects with Maia's. She is up off the table and moving, halfway toward them already when Maia regains her feet and laughs it all off.
She scowls, glowering at him all the way back to perching back on the table again. If he kept that up, she'd happily step in and knock him out again. She had no qualms about Maia repeatedly waking him up with jolts.]
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"I play with fire all th' time."
Did Jinx get the joke, or is he just shooting back some thoughtless babble? Jinx looks to Harley without turning his head, his eyes practically cracking out of his skull.
"That's no way ta' treat a lady, Buddy."
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Damn it, there has to be a way out of this. Concentrating on just one hand, he pulls and twists, testing the strength of the rope and trying to see if he can get any sort of grip on the knots. Failing that, if he could just get his hand to his hip...
Does he even have his communicator still? He can't remember if he dropped it.
Or if someone took it from him.
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