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| Post #1 Nov 2 2012, 02:25 AM | Aurora |
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'Hey, this is the red head from the Yakuza. We met yesterday, you know when you ejaculated so fast? Meet me at the Boardwalk, today at 3:00 pm' Anael had called the man she had met yesterday, and wanted to clear some things up. Properly kick his ass was more like it. Unfortunately, she hadn't realized that there was a meeting that Mr. Shuichi Tsugumi, her employer from the Yakuza, had to attend. Which meant she needed to attend to. Luckily for her the meeting was just up the street, but didn't get out until close to 2:45pm, not giving her much time to run home and change. She didn't understand why she needed to dress up nicely to those kinds of things. She was a fucking bodyguard for Christ sakes, not his girlfriend to show off. She side as she held up her drink, sipping it out of a straw. What would be seen by Ben when he walked up, or flew to her, would be (the skirt is longer then in the picture >>): Anael~ She wore mid calf high black leather boots, her black skirt came just past mid thigh making it much longer then the last. Her top was a long sleeve button up jacket that had a white collard shirt underneath. Unlike the night before she wore her hair up, two sticks poked through the top keeping it up in a bun. What couldn't be seen at first glace was tucked under her shirt and into the back of her skirt was one of her desert eagle pistols, loaded and raring to go. She didn't want to shoot the Ben guy, no, she wanted him to suffer. Shooting him would be to easy, and would be no fun for her. She wanted to lay waste into his face with her fists. Anael had dreamed about it the night before. The feeling of his life being swept away under her punches brought real arousal to her. To be completely honest to herself, she was curious as to why he had planted a kiss on her cheek. Along with the fact she wanted to beat the shit out of him. Anael lifted her leg up against the cement wall she was leaning against and continued to drink her tea. It was about three pm at that time, and he was already late. "Keeping a lady waiting...how horrible." She snickered, her voice low as she took another drink. |
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| Post #11 Nov 2 2012, 08:12 PM | Aurora |
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"God damn it.." Anael cursed out loud. Her lower body getting stuck in the sand. People began running away from the two of them, some of them screaming as they yelled for help. Why the hell would they be screaming its not like she was going after them. At first, the groping of her breasts didn't really catch her attention. She felt it, but it was more of a brush until the squeezing and massaging began. The rage made Anael's body shake, her hands clinching into a fist as the anger filled her entire body. Feeling his lips and tongue brush against her neck she reached her hands over her body and grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him over her body and slammed him into the ground. Almost like a monster emerging from the sands of hell she pulled herself out with fire burning in her eyes. Her shirt buttoned half way exposing herself, but that didn't matter to her. Her hand reached around and pulled out her gun again, and aimed it down at Ben. "Oh my GOD she has a gun!!!" A woman screamed as everyone started squirming around and running around on the beach. Anael's eyes glared up, her shoulders moving as she breathed heavier. Her teeth bare, looking down at Ben she put her finger on the trigger of the gun. The screaming everyone was doing really sent her even more over the edge. She pulled the gun up and aimed at a man coming at her and shook her head. "Don't .. fucking make me shoot you." She spat at him, making him rethink his actions and run away. Anael put her foot down on Ben's neck and pointed the gun back towards him and with rage in her voice she hissed. "Why the fuck shouldn't I shoot your fucking brains all over the sand!?" Someone would have already called the police...fuck. |
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| Post #12 Nov 2 2012, 08:36 PM | Wackman |
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“Because I love you” He said clearly, even if the foot on his neck was making it hard to breath. He could live without air. He couldn`t live without her. Her foot on his neck… He could see her long, sexy beautiful leg and under her skirt. His queen was punishing him for not being to fulfill her needs in the required amount of time, but oh… could she stand so glorious over him. He looked her straight in the eyes. It was the exact opposite of her glare. His eyes were filled with admiration, and a deep longing for her being. His eyes weren`t just gazing into her eyes, it was as if he was staring and admiring her very soul; shackled by her past, and he wanted to hold her; kiss her and free her. His Queen was in peril, and this knight was going to do everything to save her. The police sirens began to blare, and suddenly Ben snapped back from his perverted knight. Forgetting his initial words; He saw the gun aimed at his face and he smiled. He was in pain, and she was going to kill him. He could see it in her eyes, but no. not here. He couldn`t have her be branded a murderer, the police would actively seek her out. He doesn`t remember what happened, but he also noticed her shirt was almost undone, revealing a delicious cleavage. One, he`d gladly suck on with some whipped cream. “Oy, what are you doing my sweet? They`ll take you down if you kill me now” He struggled to say out loud. “I can distract them, allow you to escape” He said with a smile as he gave her a wink. “Can`t have the hottest woman get locked up because she couldn`t control her libido on the beach.” He added teasingly. |
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| Post #13 Nov 2 2012, 08:50 PM | Aurora |
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Anael sighed, why were the cops so fucking fast now a days. She couldn't have any fun. As he said he would protect her, or well, distract him she shook her head with a disgusted look across her face. Anael didn't need his help, she'd be able to get away with ease, she just needed to leave right then. Pulling her gun away from him and releasing his neck she tucked the gun and bent over, and pulled off her boots. No way she'd get to her top speed in those fuckers. Looking down at him, she shook her head and began running off not saying anything to Ben. 'Love...' she thought, her thoughts automatically rushed to the images of Sephiroth. That was the only person she had ever said she loved, to. Not even her own parents got that treatment. This man, he threw the word around at her as if it were something so simple for him. Psh, as if Anael could love something that disgusting. Her legs began picking up speed as she hit the pavement and began hitting her top speed of twenty five miles an hour. It wasn't long before she would hit an alleyway where she quickly latched onto a ladder and began climbing up. A few hopes and tricks later she made it up a fifteen story building. High above the streets, she breathed heavily her eyes scanning for the police who where directly blow her. She was fast, but not faster then a cop car. That is why she needed to get off the ground. Turning away from them she began running across the roof top towards another building. Her legs pushed off hard from the building, her arm reached out and grabbed the railing to a outside fire escape on the building. Little did she know the cops were directly blow her as well, one took a shot at her. Not hitting her, but making her loose her grip on the railing, she fell backwards, heading straight towards the ground. |
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| Post #14 Nov 2 2012, 09:57 PM | Wackman |
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Ben quickly sat up and held his neck, shifting it around. He noticed the cops. Ben was always prepared. He took out another mask from under his shirt. It was his backup, and he did well to bring it. He put it on, and just then Anael ran off. Unlike her, he could achieve his top speed in the blink of an eye. He was sitting cross legged, wearing his mask as he followed next to her, staring intently as her breasts went up and down. He was also being careful of what was going on, occasionally floating behind her to get an eyeful of her delicious flower, and to avoid getting hit as she went in the alleyway, and used her athleticism to get up. She was skilled. Ben just floated up, having no difficulty following her. The cops were slowly getting spread out, but they were hot on their trail. She jumped up high, trying to get a safety railing, but a police officer shot from below. He noticed she wasn`t going to make it. He quickly flew beneath her, making her land on his shoulder. She was still falling, but much slower than before and being brought closer to another safety railing. Ben could see because the wind was lifting her black skirt over his eyes. |
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| Post #15 Nov 2 2012, 10:20 PM | Aurora |
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Anael was shocked to be carried up as she was falling, feeling something under her legs as she began slowing down from the decent. Ben? She didn't speak out loud, and didn't complain at the fact he caught her. The fall itself wouldn't have killed her, but it would have left her unable to get away from the police, and they may have killed her. As she got to the railing come up to her she grabbed it and lifted her legs off of Ben and quickly stood up on the fire escape. Without hesitation she grabbed onto Ben and pulled him quickly to her, his body flying into hers. His chest pressed up against hers, his hips meeting hers with force. They were way to close, before he could make any perverted comments or question why she had done what she did, bullets began spraying right where he was flying. Looking up at Ben, she breathed heavily and looked into the small openings in the mask where his eyes were. Her face showing no emotion, just a blank stare. They needed to think that they ran through the window and across the building to the other side. The bullets stopped flying, and Anael pushed him off of her as she walked to the edge of the bars and looked around. Seeing no cops, she turned back and opened her mouth to talk, when BOOM. Another shot was fired, the bullet traveled through Anael's shoulder and straight at Ben. Her skin, unlike a normal humans, was thicker then the rest. So even if the bullet were to hit Ben it wouldn't penetrate, it lost all its force passing through her body. Anael reacted quickly, pulling her gun out and turning and firing down upon the streets. Not knowing if she hit the cop or not she moved backwards and pressed her back against Ben. 'Fuck..fuck..fuck fuck fuck..' She cursed in her head, trying to think of what to do. She needed to think. Taking a deep breath, not showing any pain in her face, she looked around. Leaning off of Ben she began quickly running up the flight of stairs they were on, her head making sure to stay down. Anael had the urge to turn around to make sure Ben was following her or at least see if he was alright. There was NO way she was going to let someone else kill him. That was her job. Finally making the long ten flight truck up the stairs Anael leaned against the door that opened up to the roof and took a deep breath. Removing her jacket she tore off the sleeve of it and began wrapping herself up. Looking up, and searching for Ben. |
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| Post #16 Nov 2 2012, 11:38 PM | Wackman |
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This wasn`t sexy danger. This wasn`t the sort of thrill that made Ben want to hump the nearest woman that came by his path. This was serious. Not because he was involved, god no. When Ben works solo; he just swoops in on his victims, slashes their neck and that`s it. Had this been anyone else; he would`ve left them behind in a heartbeat. Ben was all talk; but he admitted her love for her, and he was going to follow through with that; this woman spared his life many times. When their bodies collided together, and she looked at her blank stare; there was no attempt made on his part; even if looked like the police ruined their moment; Ben would’ve done nothing. This was not the time. Danger, real danger towards her. When she saved him from the hail of bullets; his heart skipped a beat. She saved him. Whether she was too proud, or too angry to admit it. She must’ve felt something for this creepy pervert. The hail of bullets ended, and she was going to speak. He was going to interrupt her; prevent her lips from moving, but a loud noise, followed by her shoulder getting harmed causing some blood to come out, and finally the bullet heading for Ben. The bullet grazed his mask, but nothing else and he saw her fight back. He spotted the shooter. She started going up to the roof, and Ben spotted the police entering the building below, and then… music. He looked up and spotted a police chopper. It was a patrol, no armed thugs inside, mainly to give a bird`s eye view. Ben flew up at high toward it. He took out his trusty dagger. The side doors were open, and there was only a pilot and co-pilot inside. It was easy to get inside, and catch them by surprise. She should be able to see the chopper, and him inside, threatening the pilot with his knife to his throat. They exchanged glances, as the helicopter got closer to the building. |
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| Post #17 Nov 2 2012, 11:51 PM | Aurora |
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Anael was just finishing up wrapping her ripped sleeve around her wound and saw Ben hijacking a helicop--WHAT THE HELL?! Leaning her head back against the door and shook her head back and forth slowly. 'That's kind of hot.' She thought to herself, it wasn't everyday that she saw someone take control and hijack a helicopter. Anael had a slight hit of being impressed. She'd never admit that to him, she could barely admit it to herself. It, in a way, made her stomach turn into knots. Maybe it was the pain, or butterflies? She hoped it was the pain. Anael would take thinking she was going to throw up blood then having butterflies in her stomach. Whatever that meant. Pushing herself off the ground she began walking towards where the helicopter was coming, but was smashed into by the door opening wide. "God damn it!" Anael caught herself before she fell, and turned around. A single police officer walked up to her, a gun pointed straight at her head. "Don't move! Put your hands in the air." The police officer spoke loudly to her. Raising her eyebrow at the officer, and laughed. Moving forward she put her forehead to the gun, the officer had to be new. He was shocked as she grinned at him and spoke loudly. "Pull the trigger. I'm not stopping you..." She took the opportunity as he blinked heavily to grab the gun out of his hand and flip him onto his back. Her foot stepped onto his neck roughly and spun. Breaking it underneath her foot. "To slow.." Turning back to Ben she grinned seeing him coming up with the helicopter she made her way towards it slowly and stepped into the passenger seat and sat down. Not saying anything because it was extremely loud, but Anael had a smirk on her face. Ohhhh what a bad ass bitch. Edited by Aurora, Nov 3 2012, 12:13 AM.
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| Post #18 Nov 3 2012, 12:28 AM | Wackman |
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Ben looked at her as she sat down. He noticed the wound and looked at her through the mask. He was smiling under the mask. Now, they had to get out of here. He held the knife against the pilot`s neck as he whispered something his ear, only for him to hear. The pilot flew away, and took over the radio. His words were clear. He was telling him what Ben told him to say. “This is chopper Alpha 1. Suspects are heading south back to the boardwalk; I repeat suspects are heading back to the boardwalk, over” The radio creaked, and they could see the police officer`s below scrambling out of sight back in the opposite direction. He quickly went over to Anael. “Get ready to jump” He whispered in her ear. It was odd though, his voice sounded different. There was no lust behind it. There was no emotion. The chopper flew down toward some buildings; they were a few feet above a building; when Ben slashed the throats of both the pilot and co-pilot. There would be no witnesses, and the police just scrambled in the opposite direction. The crash will get them back here, but they had plenty of time to get away. Ben quickly motioned her to jump as he gave her his hand. She might nto need it, but he would lighten the fall some. |
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| Post #19 Nov 3 2012, 12:37 AM | Aurora |
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Looking down, Anael took a deep breath, something about jumping out of a flying object made her stomach turn. They were going to have to jump...hearing Ben's voice, was a bit different this time. Anael didn't want to smack the pervert off of him when he spoke to her. That didn't change the fact she wanted to beat the snot out of him. Since she met this man, she was reminded of: Her throat getting slashed, her getting raped on the island, and now the plane crash that put her on the island in the first place. He was a character that one. Turning towards Ben as he put out his hand...the thought of holding his hand, it wasn't a pleasant feeling. She didn't have a choice if she wanted to survive the drop. Grabbing his hand and gripping, she stepped out of the helicopter with him, her eyes closed shut as she felt her body falling towards the ground. Her body swung a bit while she was lowered slowly to the ground by Ben. Her feet finally touched the ground after a long way down and she fell to her knee's and touched the ground with her hands. "Dear god...I hate flying..I fucking so hate flying.." she spoke out loud, her voice was different as well. It didn't sound happy or anything, but instead of the cold, hateful tone she'd been having, it was more calming. She ignored Ben for a second, as she touched the ground. Her bare feet were black and bleeding from all the running she did. Turning around and looking up at Ben she sighed. "I hate flying.." she shook her head. |
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| Post #20 Nov 3 2012, 01:04 AM | Wackman |
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Ben looked at her. He knelt down as he put his hand on his mask and removed it. He still had the mark where she punched him earlier. He really didn`t look like the same man she met. He actually looked serious. He wanted to say something, anything… but… maybe words weren’t needed now. He waited for her to calm down a bit as he stood up, and held out his hand again: this time to help her up. “Come on. They`ll try and find the chopper again. We should be near to where we first met, Miss Tanaka.” He said as he looked at her. The longing in his back was back, but the lust in his voice was gone. They weren`t safe just yet; and… she was hurt. Even if it looked superficial, a wound was a wound. He can bother her again once she`s at one hundred percent, plus… Her wound would probably make her attacks sloppy compared to when she is fresh; Ben doesn`t recall hearing her first name. All he had was the last name, and to be honest, he doesn`t really remember much since he came to; what he does remember was that he had strong feelings for this woman. |
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