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 Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:26 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:58 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 1:24 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 10:37 pm
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-PROLOGUE-
♚ℒℑ$✞€ℕ
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Strapped to a chair wasn't what Victorianna was thinking of spending her day today. But here she was, cut up and bruised like some rag doll. She gave a huff of resistance as the man attempted to finger her female parts as she jerked away. Although she was restrained on a chair, her wrists and ankles strapped down by leather belts she was fairly malleable. She bent her body towards the left, right, under and over, once even hip checking one of the men over. She gave a smile of rebellion as the man grunted and bit his lower lip in disdain. "You're not going to last very long sweetie, after I've cut you up and violated you I'll make good effort to send this out on the paper, throw your body out to the lake once I've finished with your fairly good package. Then we'll see who's resisting then." Victorianna gave another huff as the man sent his hand down her small shorts and under her underwear. Her lip twitched as she kicked the man with her knee and sent him sprawling, holding his stomach cursing wildly.
The man gave another go as he attempted to violate her virgin status as she sent kick after kick his way, him eventually tiring out way before she did. The cuts on her face burned madly, but she was more focused on staying alive than some appearance issue. After all, it was just a cut on the cheek right? Wrong. The man ripped the dagger from his back pocket and sent it down at her left eye, cutting her eyelid and tissue. She screamed in vain, pleading as her tears mixed with the intense pain that the open cut gave. Her lips quivered as the man grinned in sexual delight. His libido seemed to increase now, some sick sexual delight it gave him to see a woman vulnerable at his hands. Animal instinct he'd figured in the past.
Another heavy sigh from the man, this time of glee as he approached her, unaware of the small knife stashed in Victorianna's palm, much like the hidden blade. When he approached her chest, slowly unraveling her skimpy top she pressed her palm against his chest as she cut herself free. The man's blood streaked her waist and lower chest but it didn't matter now, she was free. She saw the man slowly fall off the chair clutching his chest as if some dramatic death was ensuing. She did not have time to grin and gloat of her success. Ripping the katanas in their sheaths form a nearby counter she placed them in their original holsters as she picked up the scarf laying on the floor. Giving yet another huff she retreated to go wash herself of the bodily fluids on her now.
The stockings on her legs, she had not noticed were ripped, signs of the sexual aggression given by the man who had tried to rape her. She didn't care much now, tearing a small washcloth from a neighbor she dipped it into the canal nearby and began to dab the water onto her chest, now the canal dyed light pink. She cursed to herself the stupidity of her actions, wouldn't someone ask? Bah, it was too late now. After she had cleaned herself she again began to feel the throbbing on her face and eye. She hadn't even noticed her left eye was closed most of the time between the death and now. She shook her head and dashed to the nearest dottore she could find.
Like she said, this wasn't her way of spending every free day. Arriving nearly collapsing at the man's shoe she pleaded, giving a long array of what happened, yet not being detailed. The Dottore jumped back and rushed towards his herbs, grabbing a small rag dabbed with isopropyl alcohol. He sent her inside his home and set her on the table to examine the wounds. He brought the rag and dabbed at Victorianna's eye, to which she screamed in pain and cried. The Dottore cursed in Italian before rushing to get some gauze. When he did so he taped the medical tape onto her eye as the gauze served as a temporary eye patch. He fixed her other wound on her lower cheek and placed gauze on that as well, applauding Victorianna's will to live after such a traumatic experience. She smiled weakly and stated bluntly, "it's do or die. Atticus' always said never to lose faith even when all was gone. I wouldn't want to be a coward in his eyes as I met up with him in Heaven." The Dottore smiled as he nodded, patted Victorianna on the shoulder and sent her off with some medicine to apply every four hours or so.
'Atticus, I hope you know what happened. This ruins my reputation as being a clean girl too..'
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 6:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 7:20 pm
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♚ℒℑ$✞€ℕ
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The Dottore finished up quickly, and as Victorianna began to thank him for his good work she saw a man in a hood cloak pass by her, a small tint of a smirk on his face she'd assumed. No, wait a second, that smell... It wasn't like most Italian's perfumes. It couldn't be could it? Not if the gods were somehow making a joke of her and sending a man who smelled almost exactly to her mentor couldn't be possible. She cocked a head towards the man's way, but before she could approach him he dashed off like a scattered animal. "Grazi Dottore" she announced to him before running off after the cloaked male, making headway after him as she clung to the sides of the buildings, careful not to trip over meandering civilians as she did so.
She was catching up to him when suddenly he planned an surprise move, parkour.
"Who does this clown think he is? He's clearly old, he shouldn't be busting his hips!" She muttered as she followed after his steps, climbing over buildings like a cat. After she approached the roof of a building she mulled over the smell of this man. How strangely familiar. She waved towards him, "'ey nonno! What do you think you're doing running on these buildings?! YOU SHOUL BE IN BED RIGHT NOW!" She shouted playfully as she trailed after him. This man seemed to know her affinities well, her love for jumping off building to building in sheer terror and thrill always played on her heartstrings, and this man played her like a harp.
She placed her thumbs into her small pockets, narrowing her gaze at the man, no facial features could be identified, although she could still smell that wafting scent that tingled her nose like a lingering aroma from the ages, perfected over time.
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УѺṲℜ☀
ĦℰÅℜ✞❣ ♔
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 7:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 7:53 pm
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♚ℒℑ$✞€ℕ
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Not surprised by the sudden smoke blocking her and the man in the cloak Victorianna jumped towards another building to gain a better view. She could see a small speck of a man standing, but she wasn't sure if it was him or just the smoke playing tricks on her eyes.
After the smoke subsided she finally got to see the man, with a blade in his palm. She grinned, was this man testing her? He didn't seem to be intimidating, but rather playing a joke on her for some fun. She wholeheartedly accepted this new antic of this old geezer and hopped over towards him, landing on a store sign and gently maneuvering her way over to the roof, grabbing her katana and held it as she approached the man, finally unsheathing her long blade and stood pointing the raw metal towards him. "It is a mistake to judge a woman, or rather play with her incentive, and even so with me. Whoever you are, although you are masked by my master's scent it shall not make me waver my sword towards your throat. Show yourself or else I'll find a nice horse drawn carriage to take you home before you start coughing up blood."
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УѺṲℜ☀
ĦℰÅℜ✞❣ ♔
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 8:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 9:50 pm
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♚ℒℑ$✞€ℕ
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She felt offended by his laugh, the taunting old man was actually trying to entice her! She grinned, cocking her head to the side before a pistol was pointed at her. 'Oh Dios' she muttered under her breath as she stood in somewhat of a shock. She jumped back, an evasive maneuver as she felt her body bend backwards as she backflipped. One more moment alive.
That smell, it distracted her, perhaps a technique this man used to down his victims before slicing them in two. The gods could not have been more jokers than they were now, seeing her jump and dance for survival.
Almost at a sudden breath she felt an aura behind her, even more so a paranoid pinprick on the base of her neck, near where her scarf lay in style. Without thinking she swung around to grasp the man's wrist and pulled it down, to where his stomach may or may not have been as she held his very hand over it, menacing as she glared up at the cloaked face. "Dios mio, are you threatening to kill me, here, now? You're very persistent for an old man, I knew one just like you. Let go of the blade and I will make personal assurance you get home tonight!" She swallowed, her grip on his wrist fading like a distant breeze in the hot Summer, but stayed strong, shaking only at minor intervals.
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УѺṲℜ☀
ĦℰÅℜ✞❣ ♔
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:13 pm
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As he felt her move his wrist away from her. With a smile on his face, he twirled his arm around, popping his shoulder out of place. With his arm out of place, he easily, wrapped his arms around Victorianna. As he chuckled, he whispered in her ear softly and peacefully. The voice sounded very formilliar to her as if she knew who he was as he spoke softly,"My home is in the sky now, Vicki"
With a smile on his face, the 'Old Geezer' kicked her away from him, cracking his arm back into place as he stabbed his blade into the ground. With his arms up, he was ready to have a fist fight with this woman. He wanted her to find out who he was. His eyes began to shine under the hood. A blue shine appeared under his hood, taking off his weapons which he wanted her to do the same. As he unhooked his armor, they feel to the ground on the roof. His chest showed a little bit, a tad bit hairy but muscular while he was ready for the amazing battle he's been waiting for.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 10:51 am
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♚ℒℑ$✞€ℕ
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"Ciò che il fotte?" questioned Victorianna as she was forcefully embrace. She swallowed in fear, but more in confusion as this unknown cloaked man had hugged her. But that smell intoxicated her, it was too much to bear not to ask.
"W-Who are you vecchio?!" Screeched Victorianna as she began to slowly drop her sheathed katanas onto the floor, hearing the harsh thump against her booted feet. "No one's called me Vicki in nearly a year! I ask again, who are you and why are you playing with me? Surely this is of no random encounter, do you know something I should? And how is it that-" her questions stopped, a cerulean pearl beamed into existence as the hood moved, something she hadn't seen in the entire fiasco with this man. But it couldn't be! That voice though, why hadn't she recognized it earlier? It seemed almost ethereal now, this couldn't be a prank. Of all things it couldn't be a prank.
She saw his cloak flutter in the light breeze that had attacked them. She, too pulled off her scarf to the pile with her katanas. 'I hope this man isn't trying to play with my mind, or else- cazzo, this might even be a good fight for once!'
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УѺṲℜ☀
ĦℰÅℜ✞❣ ♔
Translation: What the ******** style="font-size: 9px">Translation 2: Old man |
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