Kings and Queens of Promise

[Kleopatra Selene]

((s**t, Mockingjay, don't DO that! eek ))

Aria approached Jess, cursing steadily under her breath in French. "Damnez-le! Pourquoi le fait de baiser je ne pouvais pas soigner mieux ? Qu'est-ce qu'a tourné mal ? Quand je trouve ces petits bâtards je vais battre la merde d'eux!" she cussed.
"Conditions!" she demanded as John approached the both of them.
John shook his head and raised up his hands in a gesture of surrender to her half-hysterical/half-furious tone of voice. "Kids are okay," he said. "They just grabbed Rowan and ran. The only injured person, I think, is you." He reached for her forehead and pulled back his thumb to reveal blood. "You'll get a scar."
Aria batted his hand away. "******** this, I don't have time to get coddled! Recruit a team of ten straight away!" she ordered. "Go scout the area, search the immediate vicinity, Rowan and I and some of the others are gonna go help the kids. Damn it, I KNEW we should've put a ******** lock on for the safehouse!"
She walked away, clearly expecting for Rowan to follow behind her, still cursing. "Qu'est-ce qu'est incorrect avec moi ? Pourquoi ne peut pas je le fait de baiser se souvient d'une chose, laisse ces imbéciles directement dans ma maison baisante et permet 'em de voler un de mes gamins! Zut, ils vont regretter ils le jour qu'ils ont commencé à RESPIRER quand je deviens baisant fait avec eux!"

((Translation for first round of cursing: "D**n it! Why the f**k couldn't I look after better? What the h*ll went wrong? When I find those little b******s I'm gonna beat the sh*t out of them!"
Second one: "What the h*ll is wrong with me? Why can't I f*****g remember a thing, let those a******s right into my f*****g home and let 'em steal one of my kids! D**n it, they are gonna regret they day they started BREATHING when I get f*****g done with them!"
...Aria is a naughty, naughty girl. If I had my hands on her, she'd be scrubbing her tongue with soap. The nasty kind. The kind-that-you-get-from-a-hotel-that-smells-good-but-tastes-awful...not that I've ever tasted one...well, it was just once, and only by accident!...I hadn't put in my contacts and I thought it was my mouth-spray to help with my strep throat...why did I get sick on vacation? WHY? Things would be so much simpler...maybe the soap altered my brain and now that's why I'm crazy and cursing in French...on the Internet.))  

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(Kleo...don't you mean waiting for Jess to follow Aria....because Rowan isn't there... yea...)

It was a few minutes before Rowan woke up, dizzy and bound up in the back of a moving storage van, but virtually unharmed except for a few cuts and bruises. Damn...what happend? Her mind sturggled to recall the events leading up to this, Me annd Aria..talking and then...black. "Well, guess who decided to wake up." a voiced hissed from the corner of the van. From where Rowan was she could tell it was a man sitting on a crate but his face was hidden by the shadow cast by the side of the van. "Where am I?" Rowan growled, tugging and her bindings and cutting her wrists in the process. "Nowhere," The voice teased, " You are nowhere." and with that she blacked out once again.  

[Kleopatra Selene]

((Um...yeah. I meant Jess...for all of that. redface LOL, I feel stupid right now. The inner blond is revealing itself!))  

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(Yea... I just fixed it) (Post back! please!)  

[Lykaios of the Shadows]

Jess bit her lip in anger, watching the van simply drive away. She followed Aria, raising an eyebrow at her constant stream of curses. The mechanic had been around the KQP's leader long enough to pick up a few French phrases, and the few that she could understand now were not...pleasant.

"Jesus, Aria. Calm down. With the bombing screwing up the streets, they can't have gone far. They're probably just a bunch of punks, anyway. We'll get Rowan back." she said firmly. But Jess couldn't help but doubt herself. If the people had been specifically targeting Rowan, which it appeared they had been, they weren't some ragtag team trying to screw with the KQP, like Tartaurus. They must've been from the government or something...  

[Kleopatra Selene]

Aria bit her lip to keep from cursing further in her favorite alternate language. Did Jess know Italian?
"I will calm down," she snapped, settling for cuss-free English, "when Rowan is here next to us, breathing. Because damn it all if her captors are gonna be." She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Wonder how many kids we're gonna have to sing to sleep tonight." She looked up briefly. "I don't sing. By 'we', I mean 'you and John'. Start your warmup vocal lessons."

((Um...a curse word slipped out in English. Aria's got a problem.))  

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Rowan was out for a little bit longer than she was the first time but when she finally came to it took her more than a few seconds to figure out where she was and how she ended up there. Uhnnn... She felt like her head was full of thick pudding (IDK!) and all of her limbs were limp, not like they'd help her much anyway being bound up tightly, Whoever did this really knew what they were doing... Rowan thought, leaning up against the dingy stone wall of her prison. " Welcome back." The same voice from before sneered, although this time no clue where it was coming from for it bounced off the walls and echoed and reechoed a moment.  

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Loud footsteps also bouced against the walls, no doubt getting closer, but still not close enough to show who was making them. "Back to the world of the living, dear Rowan." The voice said as a man turned the corner, the man whom the harsh voice belonged to. Rowan glared up at him though the bars, watching as he unlocked the bars, pushed them to the side, and walked over to her. " Glare all you want, its' not changing anything." He said before grabbing her arm to stand her up then throwing her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. Rowan instantly tried to kick her way down but couldn't with her legs bound together, her attempts only ending in getting reshifted on his shoulder and a growl from the man carrying her. He carried her though several rooms before setting her down in a plain room where a change of clothes were sitting on a bench, other than the bench the room was unfurnished, "Change. I'll return in five minutes." The man said before undoing her bindings and walking out, locking the door behind him with a distinct "click" Rowan looked around the room, no other entrance could be seen... not even a ventelation grate. She filed though the clothes, a white tight t-shirt, white ski vest, fingerless gloves...white, white jeans, and a pair of white converses....with black socks. Slight obsession with white much? She thought, changing out of her tattered clothes and into the ones laid out for her all of which were surprizingly her size. Five minutes later the man returned new binds in hand, which he quickly put on Rowan as she once again tried to struggle against the insanely strong man, 30 seconds later pure black handcuffs were on arm and legs attaching them together but this time she was gagged and blinded with black bandanas before being thrown over his shoulder yet again. Darkness alone was now all she could see although she could tell they were moving from room to room until the man gently set her down on the floor and walked away, slamming whatever door he had come through leaving her alone.

Roughly an hour or two later the door once more, soft footsteps made their way across the room and sitting down what sounded like a chair...which it probably was since the footsteps stoped right after. "Rowan...," a too familar voice said almost painfully. Rowan reconized the voice almost instantly, a tear slipped from her eye to be quickly absorbed by the blind. The fottsteps began again making their way over to Rowan, the gag was removed from her mouth and the blind taken from in front of her eyes. Once her eyes adjusted to the light she found herself face-to-face with Stephen.  

[Lykaios of the Shadows]

Jess laughed bitterly, rubbing her temples. "No kidding. The poor midgets'll be terrified from the attack, and worse yet, they'll notice Rowan's gone." she grumbled, twirling her lighter between her fingers. She sighed, tilting her head back to look up at the dingy roof of the tunnel. It was cracked from the explosion further down the hall. They'd definitely have to find a new safehouse soon...

"So what're we gonna do? I say go on a rescue mission and bomb the sh*t out of whoever took Rowan. We could even use that bomb I got from Tartaurus." she said, a wicked grin creeping up on her face.  

[Kleopatra Selene]

Aria matched the wicked grin with a wicked scowl. "I don't think so," she said, clinging onto her last, faint hope. "If John and the others can find her, then we shouldn't lessen our defenses. Besides, all the kids are freaked out, we all need to start calming them down. But if you want, you and I can start planning. I need someone to help me figure stuff out, and I haven't seen Jun and I sent off John, so..." she drifted off, spotting the corkboard, which had pictures, drawing, and written reports from school (some older kids taught classes: language skills, explosive device understanding, how to add up enemies and subtract targets, etc.). One in particular caught her eye: Rowan as a child, before she'd started leaving, smiling, back when they could go out in the sun without having just to go out to go kill somebody or blow up a bank or something. Back when the bombs hadn't been falling. Before they could get past our defenses and steal one of our own.
She shrugged. "We stay here. We wait for John to come back. We'll figure out stuff then. But these kids need to be comforted, so either we can help or we can plan."  

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(I'm changing Stephen's picture but can't right now) Soo)

"Stephen....?"Rowan finally managed to say after a few moments of silence. "Yea, Rowan. It's me." he replied with a solemn smile as he undid her handcuffs. Another tear rolled down Rowan's cheek as she broke down into soft sobs. Stephen leaned her against a wall and put a firm arm around her shoulders as he sank to the floor beside her. Once Rowan reagined controll of herself...mostly, she asked, " But how?" looking up at him through watery eyes. " It's complicated...," He began, " But...how the hell did you get here anyway?" He finished in an effort to change the subject, he would tell her later ,maybe but not now. Rowan shrugged, " We got bombed...then bam! I'm here with not much to go by on how i got here.""Who's we?" Stephen asked, raised eyebrow expressing the question even more then the tone of his voice. " Ummm... Nevermind." Rowan quickly said, she had to keep KQP a secret... for now anyway.

Footsteps could be heard from outside the large metal door and harsh voices carried on conversations also outside the door. " (insert swear word of choice here (yes I did just finish reading "Maximum Ride"))" Stephen whispered, starting to get up. "What?" Rowan asked. "Nothing," Was the quick reply, ".. I. I've got to go." He said before slowing down to explain to her, " Don't worry. I will be back. But right now you need to do what they say and stay out of trouble. Okay?". Rowan hesitantly nodded and Stephen gently recuffed her and slidd the blind over her eyes and loosely retied the gag. " You'll be okay." He said, bending down and lightly kissing her on the fore head before leaving her in silence. Secretly Rowan wished for three things, 1) Stephen to come back, 2) Freedom, 3) a gun...  

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(Heres a real (real as in a real person) picture of Rowan (cept Rowan's hair is straight::: http://www.hairstylestrendy.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/Medium-Curly-Hairstyles-with-Black-Hair.jpg )
(Yet again the picture of stephen shall come later!)  

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(I realize that I might need to stop posting because my characters will keep moving forwaard in time while you guys are frozen...POST ALREADY, KAI!)  

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(Screw this, I'm posting!)

Children screaming, walls crumbling, ceilings caving in... blackness.

Rowan's heart pounded as she was jerked awake, once again, from the clutches of another bad dream. Chill out, She told herself, It was only a dream. Scary as hell, yes. But only a dream

It wasn't to long before someone walked through the door and yanked off her blind, not Stephen as she had hoped but the nameless guy with the dark eyes and malicous grin, "Still hanging in there, huh?" He asked, uncuffingher feet and pulling her up to lead her out the door. A few doorways later, they stopped and he opened a door, taking her into a room containing table and a chair on each side, one obviously ment for her with restaints on the arms and frount legs of the chair. " Please," The man said, shoving her towards the chair with restaints, "Take a seat." Rowan hesitantly did and the handcuffs on her arms came of so the restaints could go on. "Wait here." The man said, like she had a choice before leaving her.  

[Lykaios of the Shadows]

[[A'ight, a'ight! I'm posting!]]

Jess frowned, her grin fading. "Fine, fine. I'd rather plan than help. The kids have never really taken a liking to me, anyways. I doubt I would be any help in comforting." she grumbled. The little kids saw her more as something to mess with than someone to respect or love. The more she thought about it, it probably was pretty funny watching her get mad when just the slightest thing in her workshop was moved...

Jess removed a hair tie from her wrist and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. She pulled her goggles off of her forehead and hung them around her neck with a sigh. "I'm actually kind of worried. How did someone manage to find our bunker WHILE we were in it..." she thought aloud. Then, and idea came to her. She straightened and snapped, turning to point an accusing finger at Aria. "I bet it was that Tartaurus kid! He's probably in in with the Great Ones." she declared.