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Nightshift 44: Basement, South Hall

Oct 14, 2009 06:26

[From here.]

"Can't you do anything right, Anise?" Sync wanted to make sure he rubbed in the fact that things could've gone better if she hadn't tried to ruin his plans. Of course, it wasn't like he actually cared. He was practically itching to kill something tonight anyway ( Read more... )

dahlia, claude, guy, sync, dias, anise

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gald_digger October 14 2009, 17:08:24 UTC

The way Dahlia immediately picked up her innocent act again made Anise feel sick. Who did she think she was fooling!? If that liar was going to try to trick the others, Anise had to warn them. She opened her mouth, tried to get the words out...

...But then she felt Sync's knee drive itself into her stomach, and the only sound to escape her throat was a pained squeak. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her lungs, and her first instinct was to gasp and get it all back. But she couldn't. She could feel something in her chest pumping futilely as only the tiniest bit of air returned to her.

As she was dragged onward, beyond those massive doors, Anise was starting to feel dizzy. Her grip on her weapon grew weak, and soon the meat tenderizer slipped out of her hand, crashing loudly onto the floor. Anise didn't give it much thought, however. With both of her hands free, she brought them to her throat, prying desperately at Sync's fingers.

dahliahasthorns October 14 2009, 19:55:46 UTC

Sync was just the most charming of princes, wasn't he? Of course she let the tears roll down her cheeks the second he yanked her into the darkness, not even stopping when he gave his instructions and she popped her flashlight off and shoved it in the bag.

Like the good girl she was, Dahlia danced off into a corner and proceeded to throw herself backwards like she had been pushed by an invisible man, her back colliding forcefully against a wall before her head followed the motion to do the same and she slid to the floor. While Anise may have seen her as a filthy liar, anyone to walk in would just see a bruised, injured, sobbing rag doll who just didn't have the strength to save her poor friend Annie from being murdered. It would be a tragic story, really.

If she didn't get what she wanted out of Sy-Sweetie? She was going to tell everyone if Annie's friends didn't. She already amassed a horde of idiots; if she told them about the horrible, terrible things Sync had done and had the backup to prove it? They'd take him out in a second ( ... )

razing_phoenix October 15 2009, 06:51:43 UTC

While part of Guy knew that the logical thing to do would be waiting for Claude and Dias to catch up with him, he just couldn't allow Sync to disappear behind another door with Anise and some helpless girl in tow. It didn't help that the God-General had decided to cram his knee right into Anise's stomach, probably putting her through a world of pain as he forced her along with him ( ... )

ran_on_empty October 15 2009, 10:47:54 UTC

Even in the darkness he could hear Dahlia's scuffle, rolling his eyes when the woman decided to be particularly loud by forcing herself to crash into the wall. To be honest, Sync didn't really care whether or not she was acting, because he knew Guy and Claude would be too busy dealing with him to pay attention to her anyway. They tended to be simple minded like that ( ... )

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gald_digger October 15 2009, 22:10:16 UTC

[from above]

It didn't look like a chance to talk to Guy was going to come anytime soon. Sync had made his first move, and Anise knew better than to do anything that would distract the swordsman. All she could do for the time being was get herself away from the struggle while she recovered. Breathing was a little painful, her head ached, and her neck felt sore to the touch. She needed a few minutes, at the very least.

As she neared the corner of the hall, the pathetic, cowering figure of Dahlia grew clearer. Traitors were something Anise absolutely couldn't stand. Some might have considered it hypocritical, considering her history as a spy, but the fact was that Anise couldn't forgive herself for her actions, and likewise didn't forgive others easily either.

Stopping just a foot or two away from the girl, and still leaning on the wall with one hand, Anise looked down at Dahlia with a hateful glare.

"You've got some nerve."

dahliahasthorns October 16 2009, 19:22:20 UTC

Ugh, what? Why was she still alive?! Sync, that moron! Why did he just let her go? Wasn't this more important than kissing his boyfriend?!

That loser. If he didn't kill this brat by the end of the night, she was. But in the meantime, since Sy-Sweetie would be too busy to hear any little whispers in the dark...

"Don't give me that. I did what I had to to keep him from killing me. He would have slit my throat just as easily as he would yours if I didn't play along." The lies fell out of her mouth just as smoothly as all of her sugary ones did, falling into place as she whispered up to the other girl. Did she really think that Dahlia Hawthorne was going to act like she played any important part in this? That she was what she really was? Yes, Anise now knew she wasn't a basket of kittens. She didn't know enough to sequel on her if Dahlia could keep her mouth shut.

"Look, your friends are here now, aren't they?" She tilted her head to the side, quiet and beaten like an abused, disgruntled puppy. "They'll take care of him."

gald_digger October 18 2009, 06:35:23 UTC

Unfortunately for Dahlia, Anise wasn't one to accept an explanation like that after already being fooled once. If Dahlia really was a victim, she wouldn't have giggled at the prospect of Anise getting killed! And it wasn't like Sync ordered her to pull that battered victim routine the second they got in the room. She did that all by herself! Even if Sync was using Dahlia, that didn't mean Dahlia could be trusted ( ... )

dahliahasthorns October 18 2009, 17:25:40 UTC

Turn the flashlight back on? And risk herself?! Who did Anise think she was?

But could she afford not to, at this point? If Sync was killed, she was safe pending she kept pretending she was the victim and did what Annie was telling her to do. Unfortunately, she'd lose a meatshield (two, actually. Anise wouldn't be too willing to go with her after that show), but what can you do? She had others. But if Sync managed to get the upper hand and kill these nameless heroes...?

"And what if your friends lose?" She whispered back at the brat with her eyes narrowed in anger, yet her voice was as calm and soothing as always. "What do you want me to do, bend over and let him kill me for proving I'm not with him?" No thank you. He was her doll to toy with, not the other way around.

She stuck her hand into the bag, pulled out the flashlight, and held it up. "You do it."

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