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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Sept 15, 2006 16:35:52 GMT -5
Coma walked about 1-foot to the right of Ivory, never looking right at her. "I don't trust that copycat chick. Something about her...not right."
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Sept 15, 2006 16:39:36 GMT -5
"And it took you this long to figure that out?" she grinned. "I dont trust anyone , doll, problem solved." she said as she started to walk off again.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Sept 16, 2006 18:11:38 GMT -5
Forte followed close by her side, still not looking to her. "First off, I didn't trust her right off the bat. I rarely trust copycats." He stated bluntly. "Second..." This time he looked at her and said, "Not even me?"
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Sept 16, 2006 18:34:43 GMT -5
"Why should I trust you?" She asked in a matter of fact tone. "You hate me." She laughed.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Sept 17, 2006 18:56:25 GMT -5
Forte grinned slightly and laughed a little. "I don't hate you, baby. I'm just not really a friendly person." He stated plainly.
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Sept 19, 2006 20:55:32 GMT -5
"did you just call me baby?" She grinned. "I aint your baby, baby." She smirked and walked around the corner.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Feb 6, 2007 14:02:59 GMT -5
Forte lifted a brow, his sly grin slightly fading. We'll see about that. He thought to himself. "Anyhow," he started, remaining close to Ivory, "I don't think it's a very good idea to be lettin' that chick hang around Riderson." He said, not looking to Ivory. "She could be trouble... And not the cool kind, like me." He said sternly.
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Feb 6, 2007 21:23:43 GMT -5
(((Well I'll be d**ned, look who got online lol)))
"Theres a diffrence in being cool and cold." She said as she looked at him. "That kid isnt m problem... why should we worry?" she asked, looking over her shouler.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Feb 8, 2007 5:28:20 GMT -5
(OOC: Nope. I'm faking it. I'm not here at all =P)
"Mr. Riderson could prove useful to The Brotherhood." Coma said as he turned his eyes to Ivory. "You are still a part of The Brotherhood, aren't you?" He asked with a hint of anger. "If so, then you should worry about Riderson's well being." He said coldly, no longer looking at her.
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Feb 8, 2007 7:03:34 GMT -5
((lol oh haha)))
"I'm with no one." She fired back in a short tempered bark. "I'm lost half my powers and I dont think magneto is to thrilled with me."
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Feb 8, 2007 9:44:39 GMT -5
"Feh." Coma let out. "If Maggy has a problem with you losing half your power, well that's too d**n bad." He said bluntly. "He's not kickin' ya out if I have anything to say about it, which I do." He said with a bit of anger. "So, you're in The Brotherhood, baby." He then turned his head to her, and said: "And don't you forget it." He paused a second or two, and then continued. "As long as you're in The Brotherhood you're an ally of mine, and when you're an ally of mine you'll always have someone watching your back." He turned back to look straight ahead. "Remember that."
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Feb 8, 2007 13:10:26 GMT -5
She was about to tell him not to call her baby, but held it back.. honestly she didnt mind to much. "Are you sure you can handle watching my back?" she grinned, trying to get him to laugh or something. "I know you might like to stare at my a**, so might back might be out of your veiw." she chuckled.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Feb 9, 2007 7:55:25 GMT -5
"Heh." Forte let out with a faint smile. "Well, I must say Ivory, your powers of observation are quite impressive." He stated. "Here I thought you never noticed me staring..." He joked, and then paused a moment. "But if you did, the question now is not 'can I watch your back', but: why have you never said anything when I would, as you put it, stare at your ass?" He then turned his head to Ivory, a sly grin on his face. "Could it be that you like it?"
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Ivory
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Post by Ivory on Feb 9, 2007 21:33:15 GMT -5
She couldnt help but to laugh and then gave him a sassy glare. "Mabe I do... but I've seen better eyes peering at me then just yours." She grinned and walked on, giving her back side a small swoosh to joke around with him.
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Post by Forest Michael Siren on Feb 10, 2007 12:17:05 GMT -5
Forte paused a moment, taking a look at Ivory's back side as she gave it a small swoosh, merely joking around with him. "Fheh." He laughed slightly, and a faint grin crossed his face. However, his smile quickly left, and was replaced by an expression that showed he was quite disturbed. He seemed confused, upset, worried even. An image of a rather attractive female, about Ivory's age, doing just as she did a moment ago. Then, the image changed, like someone had skipped to a different scene in the movie that was being played inside his head. It showed Coma sitting on a bed with his knife in hand. The blade was red with the woman's blood whose throat he had slit. She lied there, her upper body covered in her own blood, and her face twisted, frozen in her final moment of terror. The room was small, and dimly lit by a weak lamp that stood on a small wooden nightstand beside the bed on the very side Coma was sitting on. The window behind him was covered by black curtains, which had been stained by the female's blood that had been shed in the small tussle they had. His left eye was black and blue from the girl punching him hard right in the face, and his right cheek had a small cut on it where she had clawed at him with her long finger nails...and yet, he smiled. Not only did he grin, but he laughed. He laughed maniacally, but quietly, with dark, sadistic glee. Forte clutched his head, and shook it, his eyes closed tightly. He cleared the image from his mind, and then looked at Ivory once more. What the devil was that all about? He asked himself. It wasn't a vision of the future, but a memory of the past. A memory of when he was committing The Slumber Murders. But why did it hit just like that? Why did it come on so strong? But more importantly, why was this small thirst for blood arising within him?
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