Aug 09, 2009 23:59
Bloody brilliant. Of all the people present in the City.
We're leaving this rat hole you regard as home, sharpshooter. For your best interest, you should cooperate with me unless you would prefer that I drag your lifeless corpse along the surface.
Stand up, Rip van Winkle! My patience isn't endless.
(ooc; Cuffed to Rip).
the countess,
the count's pet,
count and countess,
hand cuffs curse,
grab bag weekend
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Where do you plan to drag my lively corpse, then? I wouldn't particularly enjoy parading around the City like that.
And don't yell, I'm close enough to hear your shrieking perfectly. Unfortunately.
[She tries to get the handcuffs off, which are, of course, vampire-proof curse!ones.]
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[She commands, seeing her futile attempts to struggle against the cuffs.]
Idiot girl, do you believe that we can easily break these? This is a curse!
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Really. I might have just mistaken it for a reconciliation gift. At least I try to do something against it!
[Then she sighs and reaches for her musket, which leans at the wall only a few steps away. Still out of reach, though.]
And move now, I'm not going anywhere without this.
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[Integra gives her a smirk full of sharp teeth.]
Unless you wish that impaled through your ribs, you shall obey me. Get up!
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Is Integra okay...?
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For some reason the City choses to inflict its own distorted sense of irony on us. There are so many citizens out there and it had to be the two of us, of course. Why is beyond me.
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