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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on May 13, 2010 12:43:43 GMT 1
Last night I had a revalation, somehow I have to make you pay. Its all about manipulation and what it takes to get my way. I dont believe in soft solutions, No one hurts me and goes free. I play on your fears, I leave you in tears. You never be the same again.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/right] ((ooc:its fine. Zack is not however))
Zack was really not expecting Shea to actually jump onto him, nobody really wanting to breathe the same air as him so this much body contact was unknown to him. Needless to say he did not take to kindly to it, more so when she seemed to want to choke him to death. This girl was insane but annoyingly Zack found himself losing what air he had and fighting against her to take more in. Her weight alone was making it hard and he staggered back into the wall, slamming his own and her body into the bricks in hopes to get her the hell off. The act was not totally intentional but he just lost balance. This was beyond a game now, real harm was intended and Zack was not going to hold back now she effectively had tried to kill him. With intentions clear Zack thought it was his right to attempt the same thing back, it was only fair he fight as hard as she was. Gender played no part in this, not hitting a girl rules were thrown out the window much like not hurling bricks at them or threatening to smack there skull in with a metal pole.
Gasping on the floor Zack wiped his hand over his face which just rubbed more dirt and sweat into his eyes. His t-shirt was torn almost to shreds now and his jeans had a few holes, not to mention blood stains. “That was not funny.” Zack stammered out, not knowing how much more the girl could go on with the amount of bleeding she was doing, but Zack felt near exhausted. He hoped she didn’t have any diseases he could catch, stupid infected crazy girl like that could have anything. Spiting a mouthful of blood to the ground Zack shivered as the world spun around him and he brought up most of the lunch he had eaten. Wincing he reached a hand out to pull himself to his feet using one of the beds and glared to Shea.
Moving with a more noticeable limp now to pull, or more accurately drag Shea to her feet and shove her back standing against the wall, using his body to keep her in place as he put a hand to her face, gripping her cheeks hard and forcing her head to the side and up. She was a pretty girl really, such a shame then that Zack hated pretty things. “Say sorry,” He ordered glaring at her with a frown, not sure if he get one though, “then give daddy a kiss and make up.” He added with a smirk holding her head as he leaned into her, one hand still holding her face and the other working its way down to her backside. Maybe this would get her to shut the fuck up, worked for most, that or they were disgusted and ran off in horror for some mouthwash. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by shea on May 18, 2010 0:13:04 GMT 1
Blacking out she didn’t come through till she felt her body slid to the floor, taking a breath a sharp pain shot threw her body. Crap crap Her eyes rolled back into her head involuntarily. She fought to regain consciousness and succeeded. Shea cringed slightly once she saw him throw up, that was one thing she couldn’t handle. Shea had messed up and knew it, looking around everything stopped moving that once was, take shallow sharp fast breaths she looked at Zack. Taking in a deep breath when she noticed his hands coming towards her. The pains shot threw her body again, her head was to heavy for her to hold up fully so she was limp in that sense.
Her body was drug up the walk and she made no struggle there wasn’t a need Zack pushed her head against the wall and up, all she had to do was hang there. It was a good thing she could barely walk, and the room had started fading black. His words went in one ear and out the other, as her breathing became irregular. She knew if she were to lose consciousness he would drop and leave her , and the injuries would overcome her body. “Kiss you?” She questioned as if she hadn’t heard. Her words were separated as far as possible. Shea had the feeling she had to annoy him to where he’d just drop her and walk away, but she had no idea how she would manage that with how weak she was. She laughed when he heard him call himself daddy, it was very humorous coming out of his mouth. “Baby you know I’d love to.” It was a lie she didn’t like him at all but only to mess with… then again she was very promiscuous oh well nothing new. He leaned in and she didn’t do anything to stop him, no signs no nothing. When he got slightly closer Shea put most her energy in her voice.
“I’m sorry daddy I’ve been a very naughty girl. “ She smirked her voice was light airy and seductive, one of her better skills. Smiing as he leaned in their lips touch, she led the way in that. Enjoyable ? yes . The best ? no. Its was okay though. She kept her mind on the hand roaming her back side. Then the room started to fade around her, first the edges turned black and now Zack beautiful eyes went black. She continued to breathe irregular as her body went limp in his hands.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on May 18, 2010 22:05:02 GMT 1
Last night I had a revalation, somehow I have to make you pay. Its all about manipulation and what it takes to get my way. I dont believe in soft solutions, No one hurts me and goes free. I play on your fears, I leave you in tears. You never be the same again.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/right] Zack wasn’t asking Shea to kiss him, that would be far to polite he was more or less telling her that was what he was going to do. He just smiled at her comment and held he firmer against the wall. Feeling her weight but forcing most of it against the brick. He wasn’t expecting her to enjoy the kiss and from her expression it seemed she wouldn’t want to repeat it. But then Zack didn’t kiss often, if he wanted something off a girl he just took it. Shea was lucky he wanted nothing from her, not yet anyway but he knew who she was now and Zack had a habit of calling favours off people for whatever reason. It was a very bad idea to refuse him. He felt he get heavier in his grip and she looked like she was blanking out. “Shea?” Zack questioned with a frown, kneeing her in the leg to wake her up again but it didn’t seem to do any good. Lowing her down Zack took a step back not really caring if she fell to the ground or not, her own fault for getting into that state. She had legs so she better use them, this place wasn’t the safest area to be in. It was cold, dark and anyone could do anything to a girl and nobody would find out.
In that state she was pretty much a doll to Zack, a toy to play with but really that was all she ever been. He saw human in very few people, they were just objects that happened to occupy the same space as him. Unfortunately. If Shea passed out or died it would be one less annoyance in his mind but he wasn’t quiet ready to walk away from her. She was the one who had the guts to stand up to him, to actually throw stones and mud at his face, he didn’t want that person dead just yet. “You going to stay in the land of the living or am I going to have to slap some sense into you.” He said with a frown. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by shea on May 19, 2010 5:35:36 GMT 1
((I think she's dying))
His voice shook her and her eyes fluttered open for about three seconds, she saw his figure starring down at her, for some reason her body was on the floor, breathing still horrid. Her eyes closed black out again, but zacks image remained in her mind. And went off on this huge dream like scenario, white room turning into a some what magical forest. A waterfall rushed into a huge clear lake and there he was, swimming alone smiling. Nothing like the Zack she had met today.
It was a great theme, she Thought it was her life, thought it was real. Shea’s eyes fluttered again, gasping for what seemed to be air. A horrible noise came out of her mouth feeling as if she couldn’t get any air into her lungs, thrashing around she rolled on her stomache completely unaware of Zacks existence. Pushing her self onto her knees she coughed, heaved and gasped air. She heaved and pain shot threw her body, blood came out of her mouth. But still it seemed she couldn’t get enough air, crawling slightly her head slammed into something soft, her airs collapsed underneath her. Rolling over she saw zack the boy in the alternate reality was facing down at her.
“…” Nothing came out when she tried to talk nothing but blood bubbles, which was never a good thing, that generally mean the lungs were punctured. Gurgles followed her breathing and she happened to lose consciousness again her eyes were opened tears welled up in the corner of her eyes.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on May 19, 2010 9:32:20 GMT 1
Last night I had a revalation, somehow I have to make you pay. Its all about manipulation and what it takes to get my way. I dont believe in soft solutions, No one hurts me and goes free. I play on your fears, I leave you in tears. You never be the same again.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/right] Somewhere in the cold unfeeling shell of Zacks body there was such a thing as compassion but it was far suffocated by the anger that consumed his entire being. Anyone else, even if previously they had been a rival to the person would help them if they were in such a state, but not Zack. He hardly new this girl and she had done nothing to really wrong him other then play up to the games he had laid down. Staring at her twitching, rolling body took over helping which he did for some time as she seem to gasp for air and chock, clearly she was in no fit state to walk back home or do anything but spaz around in the dirt. Thoughts along the line of ‘What a idiot’ flashed through Zacks mind as well as some less savoury thoughts but for now he said nothing and just watched her cough up blood. She looked off in her own world and he peered closer as she seemed to try to speak but just blew blood bubbles like a baby. “That is truly disgusting.” Zack said blankly, his arms folded across his chest as he stared down to her and gave her a small shove with his boot to get away from his legs. Simply stepping back away from her wouldn’t do, he still didn’t see she could very well die in her current state.
Zack was not unaccustomed to death, his twin sister had died which was what probably harden him to the whole experience. If he saw anything of his sister in Shea or anyone else for that matter he would avoid them at all costs and if confrontation occurred he was normally more violent then ever. It was bad memories after all, the other person wouldn’t know that and they would never get told, just one hell of a beating off Zack for seemingly unexplainable reasons. You might think he want to help someone who reminded him of her but Zack logic was so far screwed that nothing he did made sense. Right now if he had a camera he was tempted to take a photo of Shea twitching blood chocking body, it was just such a funny sight.
Bending down over her he moved hair from her eyes and looked at her with a faint smile that was anything but comforting. Seeing Zack smile was a lot more scary then seeing him frown. Pulling her up he didn’t know if her was helping or hurting but placed her down on one of the beds. “Let Dr. Zack look at you.” He said with a faint smile. ((ooc: I fond this image, thought it was approriate XD dark.pozadia.org/wallpaper/Doctor-is-waiting/ ))[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by shea on May 21, 2010 1:15:15 GMT 1
((Holy scary.... its hard to reply with a girl whose like unconscious/dead haha))
Shea's body was limp as he drug it up on a table, her ribs moved with the pressure instead of resisting and impelled further into her lungs. Her muscles twitched and her mind faded into another what seemed to be day dream but it was the room around her. Zack was there in his sick and twisted mind set standing over her idle body. Tilting her head she tried to see her hand by holding them infront of her but there was nothing to obstruct the view of herself on the table.
Floating closure to zack she smirked and passed threw him, she didnt know why he hadn't left her there to die it made no sense to her honestly. Trying to get her self back into her body Shea... or what ever she was at the moment felt an extremely strong force pulling her back. Her vision flashed before her eyes as she seemed to be pulled into space itself stars all around her , moving at the speed of light it seemed. When it all came to an abrupt stop and everything was pure and white.
"Hello? Where am I??" Her voice was only heard in her head, but it wasn't left unanswered. A feeling of knowing came over her, she had a choice to make and this is where she would do it. Looking around three figures with no faces appeared, they stayed there distance even if she moved closer.
"You have a choice Shea Rose LaMain." The voice boomed. "To stay here for ever." A feeling of warmth washed over her making her realize that she was loved and always would be here. "Or you can go back and fight. The life you have will be an extremely difficult one. But if you do go back you will succeed in everything you do." The three figures went on to explain the challenge she had infront of her, how in her life she would have three children die very old, pass on powers she knew she had and others she didn't. "If you do so choose to go back you will be better tomorrow, not completely healed but much better."
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She's eyes shot open as she gasped for a breath realizing she could breathe now, the rib seemed to move out and the hole had healed. Coughing only a little bit of the blood came up. Wiping the side of her mouth her eyes caught zack. She was still very weak. "What are you doing?"
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on May 22, 2010 9:43:49 GMT 1
Last night I had a revalation, somehow I have to make you pay. Its all about manipulation and what it takes to get my way. I dont believe in soft solutions, No one hurts me and goes free. I play on your fears, I leave you in tears. You never be the same again.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/right] For a time Zack was sure Shea had died as she wasn’t moving, looked hardly to be breathing and for once she wasn’t talking. Zack had never killed anyone before and now he was staring at this seemingly lifeless body he wasn’t sure how to feel. He seen death before, he saw his sisters death but he never been directly responsible for it. Though he felt he was for his sister he never killed anyone. Shea he felt had brought all this on herself with the first instance of crashing herself head first into a wall, after that all Zacks actions had been in response to her taunting. He was clear of any wrong doing, in his own mind even if not in a court setting which this would likely be taken to if found out. Maybe not a human one but he certainly never see the outside of what was really just a fancy asylum.
Looking her over Zack pulled his shirt off and began tearing it into long shreds of material. Acting on a inner instinct even he didn’t fully understand as he started wrap it tightly round her hip in a attempt to control the bleeding. How he was going to repair a fractured or broken rib was another matter though, he guessed she had hurt something inside or she wouldn’t be coughing up blood. Focusing hard on her face he leaned in, tilting her head back and this time gently holding he face as he tried giving her the kiss of life. No idea if he was doing it right but it was worth a try and leaning back he looked her over again. No, still dead.
Frowning Zack just stared at her body for a moment longer thinking maybe he should just leave. Someone would find her eventually when she didn’t show for lessons or whatever drugs she may have, Zack new he could offhand mention something about what happed and they clue where she was. He was about to leave when Shea seemed to splutter into life and he looked down to her with a blank expression. “Helping you. What it look like?” he said crossly dumping the rest of his shredded shirt on her body before turning away. She was awake and alive so Zack had done all he needed and went to walk away. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by shea on May 27, 2010 1:10:02 GMT 1
Shea sat up slowly and glanced around her, she was back she was alive, maybe what just happened… actually happened. Tilting her head she saw Zack drop a bundle of torn up cloth, which was obviously his shirt because well he was half naked. He began to walk away and a small frown had instinctually crossed her face.
“You know, for such a high level , “she was only guessing on that detail “You seem to care a lot about some bitch who tried to well get under your skin.” Brushing her hair away from her face she slowly moved off the table she was put on. Looking around she arched an eyebrow, he had tried to help her, proof was on her hip. The blood had slowed Shea was still extremely weak. Standing up she limped towards him and slightly passed him, turning around for a second she gave a sweet smile. “Thank you Zack. I don’t think I’ll forget you any time soon.”
Shea hated touchy moments but he helped save her.
(sorry so short)
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on May 30, 2010 18:22:59 GMT 1
Last night I had a revalation, somehow I have to make you pay. Its all about manipulation and what it takes to get my way. I dont believe in soft solutions, No one hurts me and goes free. I play on your fears, I leave you in tears. You never be the same again.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/right] Shea words made Zack stop still and he turned round to face her, glaring at her hard. He hated his actions being questions more so when he did something nice. Was it really that strange? Ok so maybe it was but he still didn’t like being spoken to like that. It was clear he was fighting to hold back some words he would probably later regret as he chewed at his lower lip but the aggression faded when Shea followed her comment with a thank you but wasn’t sure if the other part was a compliment or not. Lots of people said they would never forget him but it obviously they didn’t mean it in a nice way. “I am not a killer.” Zack said adamantly, “Not now, not ever. Thats why I helped you. No other reason. Im not getting a life sentence here just as you decided to start a mudslinging match you couldn’t win and near kill yourself.” He added knowing he would have got all the blame when inevitably the staff found out what happened. Assault he was ok with as that was why he was here but not murder. That would mean he never see the outside of this place and no way in hell with his track record would anyone believe Zack was innocent. [/size][/blockquote]
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