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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 3:22:39 GMT
Jason listened to the words drawl on his lips pressing into a line as he took in a low gentle breath. She was drawling on, was she even here right now? Did she believe herself to be somewhere else. Slowly moving closer to her he squeezed their hands together. "Emma. I'm here. Noone else..." vocals trailed slowly as dark eyes moved over her features, moving closer he slowly sat down on the bed eyeing the knife which had just been to his throat. Where in all hell had she even gotten that? Voids shut and after a long moment he took in a low breath. "I wont ever hurt you" he added quieter now meeting her eyes with his own.
Reiia found her way to the guard slowly sliding her hands into pockets she closed her eyes, gritting her teeth before running into the one in control, smashing into his body the device fell from his hands causing the boy in the ring to fall down to his knees. The guard growled running after Reiia but she dodged kicking the device through the barbed wire into the ring her eyes widened as the man grabbed her wrists, kicking she screamed bloody murder, people laughing around her. Eyes fading too and from reality. everything was so...red. Blacking out. Good god. The man infront of her was now holding a knife, his eyes red as he moved toward Reiia pushing her back to the barbed wire screams set through the air, struggling the pain dug into her back. "You ignorant brat" the words of a demon slipped through his lips, picking her up. Reality set in Reiia was on her ass back to the barbed wire fence the guard which she'd hit was now on the floor before her, head bleeding out onto the tile. Reiia's eyes widened as more guards came, turning her eyes moved over the fight slowly before standing and running away.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 4:06:02 GMT
Jason's heart echoed frantically within cavity cage listening to her soft words, somehow they calmed him. Eyes flickering shut, jaw tightening in the slightest sense. Only once he felt her hands move form his did chocolaty voids flicker open, widening slightly watching her head go down into his lap breath halting in throat, holding it. Holding it until their eyes met. Blinking after a moment Jason's thumb ran along Emma's thin jaw line slowly. "Don't thank me" he whispered after a long moment head popped up, eyes narrowing as the door handle began to move rapidly, his eyes going over the room. "Emma..Emma get up" he said slowly voice quiet in attempts to hide it from whom ever might be outside the door. Were there guards...nurses? God what would they do if they saw Emma laying in his lap like this? Would they hurt her? Right hand clenched into a fist after a moment, he was scared.
Reiia turned her eyes widening now. Marco...what was he doing. A guard grabbed her forcing her into the barbed pin, locking it behind her she now found herself staring at a wide eyes, dark haired boy. The guards in the pin were now dead...God. He killed them too. Staring at the boy who was under the control of Marco head shook slowly whispering over and over 'this isn't real.' But every time it was more and more frightening. "Marco let him go" she said slowly but loud voice ringing above the crowd the medicine which they'd used on the pet was slowly wearing out and they needed to get out of the cage before the real fight began...why had they put her in the cage? Did they want Marco to kill her too....would he kill her too? He will. Silly Girl.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 4:48:10 GMT
Jason's eyes widened seeing as the strange green locked man neared the two feeling as Emma curled closer to him he tried to wrap his arms around her his own fear blocking vision. What was he doing...No. He couldn't let him hurt the already broken girl, he couldn't. Eyes widened, lips parting in a low gasp as he watched the blood seep from Emma's wrist falling down to the pale skin of her cheeks. "Stop" he said shifting as the bra hit him he stood up quickly going toward the strange green haired man. Why was he hurting Emma? What did she ever do to him. Anyone. Anger boiled within the man as he tried to hit the headmaster of the Asylum the man's fingers laced with Emma's blood only nagging Jason on to beat him to a bloody pulp.
Reiia's head shook slowly over and over. "Marco. Go to your room They're going to hurt you" she whispered eyes widening as the guards swarmed him her breathing caught in her throat. He was so wide eyed...he wasn't drunk anymore and yet he seemed to be trying to convince himself of uncertain future. "Friend. Go to your room or they will never let us smoke together again" she added nodding over and over again trying to get the words through his mind. It was her turn to be punished. "Now Marco" eyes moved over the crowd of people slowly, locking in a group who were now fighting, fighting just because of the adrenaline... Because they wanted to, it was fun. Eyes pressed shut as the girl turned slowly peering to the edge of the cage there was a girl there with wild red hair and dark...dark brown eyes. Her lips were pressed into a smile as she spoke soft words to herself words that Reiia could not quite make out. Slowly eyes began to focus in on the girl moving toward her slowly. Repeating over and over for the boy to go as her body lowered slowly. Pain was all Reiia could feel her back having been sliced into as well as her hands she knew she had to either kill or enable this woman if she were to get out alive... Alive. You Aren't Alive. The words echoed mockingly though Reiia's cranium her heart beat slowing down as she moved away from the edge of the barbed wire slowly metallic voids locking with those of an almost ebony hue.
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Post by Vital on Sept 18, 2014 5:23:36 GMT
Jason growled after he was pushed back, watching the man as he cut into Emma...he couldn't help her. He couldn't do shit and the fact was devouring him from the inside out. Jaw locked slowly. He barely even knew this girl but this was slowly driving him even more insane. Eyes slowly moved over the woman her body was shaking and the thick crimson of her life source covered the floor. Reality slowly faded from the boy's mind staring down at Emma his head shook slowly whispering No. Blinking jaws locked together as the green haired brute spoke. Hurt her... No. He couldn't hurt her. "Stab me then" voice was cold, husky as he moved to the floor trying to move the dark locks from Emma's face, out of the blood. God...he couldn't do anything. He couldn't... Eyes darkened slowly looking up to the man a growl ran through lips, going toward the man he pushed him back toward the door, he seemed to bounce back in response.
Reiia's eyes widened as he pulled her to him, breathing in slowly. God...what was wrong with him. He didn't even know her, she stole his liquor this morning for christ's sake. "Marco...please let me take my punishment" she whispered wrapping her own arms around him pulling him from the barbed wire. "They wont hurt you if you let me" she whispered looking up her metallic voids met that of the boys deep brown eyes lips shifting in a faint sad smile though she tried not to pay attention to the red head talking to herself on the other side of the cage, fingers cracking as she popped them slowly.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 6:00:42 GMT
Jason gasped holding his chest as the blade went into him the man twisted it causing a grown to pool from the boy's lips. Falling to his knees he watched the man light the match it was all...a blur. Dark voids slowly shifted shut over and over, fading from reality as the flames grew. Emma didn't move...god why didn't she move? And since when was blood fucking flammable? Just...what kind of crap is that. Jaw locked as he stood slowly supporting himself on the wall he walked through the wall of orange dropping to knees and trying to wake Emma, she didn't budge. Eyes slowly moved over the room gasping as blood flowed form the fresh wound, wrapping arms around the thin girl he slowly lifted her up, forcing their bodies through the fire they latched to him like leeches, burning into his skin he moved out of the room the flames devouring it as Jason went forward dropping to the ground on his knees blood flowing from his chest as he slowly put Emma down, shaking her. Trying to get her to wake up.
Reiia's eyes widened as Marco was forced from the cage her eyes slowly moved to the woman infront of her heart echoing within cranium slowly. Luckily neither of them were under control....or atleast it seemed like a lucky coincidence until the woman pulled out a blade her head shifting to the side slowly, hungry eyes moving over Reiia. Moving closer Reiia leaned down picking up a long shard of metal slowly. "Pretty girl...pretty girl..." the red haired woman repeated the words constantly, over and over like she was chanting some horrid song. Reiia shook her head slowly. "You don't have todo this..."lyrics came out as a whisper but the feeble attempts of trying to talk sense into the man were barely noticed by the girl her lips pulling into a very toothy grin as she swung the knife at Reiia the girl doing her best to dodge each attack eyes widening as her demons sang to her. Kill her...Just do it Reiiana.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 6:35:32 GMT
Let's hope it was a damn good roll..... xD))
Jason's lips pressed into a line wincing as her hand pressed against his chest, head shaking slowly. Over and over. Nodding to the idea of snow he slowly forced himself up pulling Emma to his chest and making his way through the halls. They'd survived the fire...did that mean they would stop trying to kill them? God of course not. Finding the doors to the court yard he slowly moved to the edge of the cement and laid Emma in the snow the white flakes falling down on the two as he too laid down, looking at the clouded grey sky vision going blurry over and over again. "Will they wash you" he breathed finally worried her cuts would become infected.
Reiia hit the woman across the back with the long slab of metal her legs taking her back slowly as the red head stumbled forward a growl rumbling through her lips as she sliced Reiia's arm open blood gushing from it. Reiia paused staring at the wound for a long moment her eyes growing darker as hands balled into small fists. Voids shifted shut, opening they darkened as she stared at the girl coming closer to her, step after step the sound seemed to echo in her ear, teeth crazed lower lip, tongue running along chapped lips slowly. She'll Kill You. The words stuck in her skull as pupils dilated slowly...everything suddenly a blur.
The roar of the crowd brought Reiia from her daze the piece of metal in her hand was now covered in blood. Blinking slowly eyes moved over the area, the crowd screamed causing terrible chills through Reiia. The red headed girl lay unconscious before her, head bleeding out onto the white tiles being died with the thick crimson which allowed her to live. Reiia blinked slowly lips parting as to scream but nothing came out, cranium shifting from side to side, shaking. Running to the entrance Reiia began to band her hands against the barbed wire screaming to be free and all too soon the plea was answered. |
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 7:06:38 GMT
Jason slowly put snow over the terrible gashes on Emma's skin and only once the blood had seeped away and he believed them to be cleaned he pulled off the shirt which he wore lifting over his head and moving closer picking up Emma slightly he pulled it over her body shifting in the snow he looked over to her before taking in a gentle breath. "We need to get inside before they punish you again" he whispered slowly picking up some snow and pressing it to the hole in his chest a chill running through her.
Reiia was pulled from the ring her head dropping down as some guards moved in picking up the red head to take to the 'nurses' Reiia was pushed into her cell and she slowly climbed into the bed tears filling her eyes. Atleast she would be able to go out as often as she wanted now... did she kill the girl? Would she be okay? Honestly unable to believe she'd done such a thing Reiia let out choked cries into the pillows attempting to stop but only curling the shredded jacket tighter around her.She just wanted to die. To die and end this torture.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 7:22:31 GMT
Jason shook his head slowly putting his hand up wishing for her to keep it. "Keep it, please" he murmured looking down at the snow he slowly allowed voids to drift to the blankets of white which covered the floors, going over them slowly. Brown voids shifted shut as breathing softened, one. two. three. Visionaries slowly shifted to the girl laying just beside him in the snow her eyes seemed to zone out and she was obviously allowing her mind to drift...with any hope, to better things.
Reiia's head popped up from the pillow eyes growing wide as she heard the knocking but soon Marco's voice followed behind and she wiped the tears messily from her eyes, sniffling one last time. "Come in Marco" words were weak as the girl pulled the covers up over her bare legs.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 7:41:28 GMT
Jason took in a low breath running a palm through his thick locks. "I don't hate you Emma...and yes, I am better. Numb..."the word was slow his eyes closing as jaw tightened slowly laying back in the snow staring at Emma. "I stayed because I couldn't leave you alone with him..." he murmured vocals trailing as eyes made their path over her slowly. Moving closer in the snow Jason's breathing was even as eyes moved over her torn body. God...she'd been whipped and torn apart all in one day. God...he could only imagine what the other days were like.
Reiia's body froze as she heard the latch on the door lock. What was he doing... An unknown fear coursed through the woman's thin canvas but she turned slowly in the bed perching herself onto elbows, watching him...Watching every move the boy made in the dark room. "Hey" the word escaped lips in a gentle laps metallic voids moving over the boy whom was so bruised the slashes from the whips still prominent on his arms. Lips parted slowly to speak tongue sliding between them but no words came instead her eyes flickered to the light just next to him, watching his every move in attempts to keep the visions of his killings from her mind.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 8:12:23 GMT
Jason's lips edged upward at the question and he took in a low, soft breath. "You're beautiful and I do not want you to freeze...let's go inside Emma" vocals were slow attempting to choose the words carefully as he closed his eyes. Did he make her uncomfortable? He had not even realized he was staring at her... God what was wrong with him? He'd seen her naked multiple times and now he was just...watching her. Good god stupid boy. Eyes shifted open moving over her slim frame momentarily satisfied almost that his shirt now covered the pale skin of her torso. Slowly lifting up canvas in the snow the boy moved on his knees toward Emma looking down at her for a long while before offering her his hand to help her up.
Reiia's lips lifted upward slowly as the question left her lips a low dry laugh pressing through lips, head shaking slowly. "I was punished" she whispered after a long breath of silence metallic orbs moving upward noting how his eyes moved over her features. Looking down at her chest slowly she finally slid off the jacket which Marco had given her mere hours ago folding it slightly she moved it toward him. "Thank you for the jacket" she added quietly running a palm through her messy blonde hair slowly standing up from the bed she didn't bother with the clothes which were torn and bloodied as she found a small hidden bag beneath the bed. Pulling out a small pony tail she slid wrestled with the locks of hair on her head thankfully not bloodied from the days events. God. What she would give for a shower at this point.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 8:39:20 GMT
Jason's breath caught in his throat as she spoke tongue running over his cold chapped lips preparing to speak but silencing himself, index finger and thumb gently pressing the bridge of his nose slowly. Lips parted yet again preparing to speak but then her arms were around his bare waist. Eyes widened slowly allowing his own arms to wrap around her edging closer in order to try and warm her, help her in anyway possible. "They are not lies. You are beautiful, Emma. I firmly believe that" voice shook ever so slightly as he tightened his grip around her breathing in slowly her scent empowering him. She didn't even know him...hell, she's just tried to kill him but for some odd reason he didn't care. He wanted the girl to be safe from the harm he now knows she'd experienced her entire lifetime.
Reiia finished putting her hair up before rolling her neck slowly, shoulders rolling as she turned on heel, watching Marco slowly. His eyes were shut...why? Lips shifted into a slow crooked grin eyebrow raising. "You didn't deserve it. I did" she said finally stepping toward him leaning down and pressing a kiss to his forehead, she moved to the corner where a pile of clothing was slowly dropping to her knees she pulled off the dirty and torn shirt moving it over her head in one quick movement she pulled on another tank top only this one was black...and clean. Standing the girl shifted out of the shorts slowly pulling on a new pair of the same white shorts mind not realizing Marco was even still in the room. Reality. Reality. Eyes blinked slowly cheeks slowly fading into a light pink. "Sorry" the word was barely a whisper but the girl didn't turn to face the stranger.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 8:56:42 GMT
Jason's lips shifted upward in a slow crooked smile as she spoke listening and hanging on to each word. One of her fathers...Was he a good one? Or like the ones he'd heard about already. Taking in a soft breath he nodded and slowly slid his arms beneath her knees and lifted moving her toward the bench to sit. Sitting down he gently allowed her down wrapping his arm lightly around her waist. "I thought it was a roll of gold" he murmured a slow playful smirk edging to lips eyebrow raising now glancing down to her. "And you are beautiful. Do not thank me for saying what I believe...and besides, every woman deserves to be called beautiful. You know?"
Reiia blinked slowly looking down at the her new set of fresh clothes. So... he hadn't seen. Good. Why did she keep blacking out today anyway? Good god she was getting worse instead of better. The blush slowly faded from her cheeks as lips tilted upward a light giggle running through lips unable to her herself. "Oh...nothing" the words were barely a whisper as limbs slowly found their way once more to the bed but instead of sitting down on it she sat right infront of Marco in the floor, metallic eyes looking up to meet those of a deep brown. Remembering earlier in the day...he'd called her pretty. God was he drunk. The drunken charades came to mind causing lips to curve upward, had he meant it?"I thought they were going to kill you" she breathed after a moment of looking into his dark brown eyes forcing her own metallic orbs down to her hands which were now fumbling in one another. Her arms were cut up from the whips, the knives but she tried to ignore it teeth slowly grazing lower lip. "Do you think I'm pretty, Jacob?" she said slowly glancing up at him beneath lashes.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 23:14:49 GMT
Cranium shifted ever so slightly from side to side slowly as metallic orbs made their way over him three simple times. Honestly Reiia was almost intrigued by how quiet the boy remained his vocals meeting her at just a whisper though the deepness of them made no change. A crooked smile slowly pulled to the female's pink lips blinking before trailing teeth over her lower lip slowly, biting as her cranium chose to wonder. He'd been beat, forced to fight, murdered....and she'd stollen his vodka. Why on Earth had he chosen to choose her as a friend exactly? Did friend mean something different to him than her? Or was she simply over thinking all of this., lords know over thinking is one thing she did alittle to much of anyway. Reality, The voice brought the blonde back to present day, blinking slowly she realized she'd been staring at her hand. Softly clearing her throat Reiia nodded gently. "They could have. And I'm afraid if we're to be friends the you cannot try to get in trouble. I do not enjoy watching my friends be hurt..." lyrics trailed slowly the girl's vision shifting up to the dark haired boy before lifting up to her knees, watching him. "Why did you not turn on the lights, Marco?" Reiia's head shifted to the side she was terrible curious the boy was so...strange. New. New is always fun.
Jason lips curved into his normal crooked smile and slowly took in a soft breath. Jaw tightened once the question reached audits...the nurses. Oh. Eyes closed slowly teeth grinding together with memories of the nurses. What they did to him, what they did to others... Taking in a soft shaky breath Jason's teeth grazed lower lip offering a faint smile. "I'm sure someone believes they're beautiful" he murmured after a moment of silence.
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 18, 2014 23:57:35 GMT
Reiia's head shifted ever so slightly to the side seeing the glimps of perspiration shine in what little light was provided by the hallway shining in from the window of the door just to their right. Reiia's eyes widened slightly for once seeing the scar that lined his eyes her lips quivered ever so slightly moving toward slowly remaining still on her knees. "Marco...Marco..." her lyrics were low, tainted as his eye darted around constantly. Reiia taking in a slow breath before moving her hands up to she placed them on either side of Marco's jaw forcing him to look at her metallic voids met those of a deep dark brown, one obviously not seeing her. A scar was in the mid of it, from the whip... "Shh. It will get better...the wound is fresh, it's swollen" the words were not so much her own as Reiia stared at the man slowly leaning back onto heels she looked up to the boy, in a daze really. The demons within her singing their tune. it is your fault. All your fault. Now take your punishment. Slowly breathing out Reiia realized she was holding her breath, blinking quickly she attempted to make them stop but the ringing just got louder. Metallic visionaries quickly shifted shut her jaw tightening, grinding ever so slightly. "Your punishments are so much worse than mine" she finally breathed remembering the blonde haired woman with the double mirror...the red head. She couldn't even remember truthfully what happened but she knew she wasn't blind.
Jason could tell Emma's mind was on other things with her quiet reply and dark blue eyes seemed to trail off into the distance. Taking in a quiet breath as Emma shifted onto his lap he wrapped his arms slowly around her the woman. "it is a good thing you're beautiful inside and out" he said softly. His torso was slowly growling numb from the lack of his shirt and he welcomed what warmth she brought to him. "Emma we can go inside...you can stay in my room until they've placed you somewhere, they'll have to Emma." he said quietly eyes looking to the falling snow his body was numb but he knew his chest would need some type of bandage to not get infected. He's have to make one...or find one,
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Post by Vital Numero Dos on Sept 19, 2014 2:23:27 GMT
Reiia shook her head slowly, repeatedly. Soon she wrapped her arms around him slowly pulling him close to her chest and gently kissing the messy dark locks repeatedly. "I don't blame you Marco...I really don't" she murmured closing her eyes wishing for once that he hadn't come in there, but also thankful the lights were off. "Please don't cry" the words slipped from lips as her fingers tightened on the worn bloody fabrics her heart raced within cranium. Slowly throat began constricting, clogging. God she was choking. Eyes widened but Reiia tried not to move, tried not to show it.
Jason nodded slowly standing up he gently set Emma on her feet. "Can you walk on your own...?" he breathed looking down worry was clear in his brown eyes as they slowly moved over her figure just barely covered by his shirt. She had to be freezing...and the wounds. Jaw tightened noting the gashes wishing to heal every one of them, and kill everyone who'd done it.
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