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 Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:25 pm
"wait wait wait, look" he said as the holes healed themself, and Veral started snoring. "dart gun. see?" he turned Veral over, a dart in her back. "the hole through the head was just an illusion"
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:34 pm
Lena broke free from Damian's grip and slapped Nikolai. "Was that illusion just some sick joke?!" she yelled, tears rolling down her mask because she still thought her mom was dead.
He frowned when Nikolai said that his 'mom' wasn't dead, but lit up when Lena slapped him. "Pretty good day." he nodded then got his lance out. "I guess I'll finish the job for ya, Russian." he said and twirled it around.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:39 pm
"i said you'd have to trust me!" he sighed and looked at Damian. "not yet, not yet." he looked down the sleeping Veral. "we shouldnt kill her. not just yet."
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:44 pm
"Don't you dare tell me to wait!" Damian growled at Nikolai, his lance ready to pierce Veral's heart. "I've waited seven years for this chance."
Lena looked at Damian and grabbed onto him again, forcing him to let go of the lance. "None of you will kill her!" she cried.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:46 pm
"Not kill her, but what about send her to the Subzone? she cant hurt anyone there, and you can still interact with her." he suggested
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:09 pm
"No, she deserves to die!!" Damian yelled and tried to get Lena off him. "Why do you stick up for her, Lena?! Did you forget that she killed dad?!" he growled.
"No, I did!" Lena cried and tightened her grip there, forgetting Nikolai's question. "I owe it to her!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:14 pm
he looked between them, then at Veral. "Live or die....live or die..." he said and looked at the dartgun, which changed to become a Desert Eagle. (kind of a square looking m1911, but more powerful than the Python, aka .44 magnum.))
he pointed the large gun's nozzle at Verals head. "do it....or not to..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:24 pm
Lena looked at Nikolai then at his gun. "Nick, don't you dare!" she yelled.
"Don't listen to her! Do it!" Damian shouted.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:26 pm
his hand shook. "let her live.....let her die.....which do I do...." he said and looked around
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:31 pm
"I swear to God I'll hate you for the rest of my life if you do it!" Lena screamed.
"Do you want our 'mom' to keep torturing Lena? Do you?!" Damian roared.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:32 pm
he started shaking until he remembered something. "Lena, Terrence is an Angel right? o matter where you mom goes, he can bring her back....if only for a bit." he looked at Lena
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:37 pm
"I don't give a damn!" Lena yelled, her mask breaking off so you could see the rage in her eyes. "Shoot her and we're done being together and done being friends!" she yelled.
"Shoot her, don't bring her back!" Damian yelled, getting a little more strength since Lena's mask was breaking apart. "I know you've met Veral a few times! You know she'll only ruin Lena's life!!!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:39 pm
he looked between them. he didnt want to lose Lena, but he also didnt want Veral to torture Lena. "erm....um...." he didnt know what to do.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:44 pm
"Put the goddamn gun down!" Lena yelled. She would've ran up and taken Nikolai's gun herself, but if she let go of Damian then he'd no doubt kill her mom.
"What the Hell are you waiting for?! Shoot her!" Damian shouted.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:48 pm
he sighed and lowered his arms. "I have an idea" he picked up Veral's body and dragged her outside. he placed Veral on the sidewalk. "lets late fate decide. i will fire an entire mag into the air. if a bullet hits her, its not my fault. if it doesnt, its not my fault." he sighed and hope this would work
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