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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 17, 2011 7:03:12 GMT -5
((welcome Flare  glad you could make it! Race is gonna be especially important for Spot)) Hunter shook his head, and took out a knife from his back pocket. "I've waited too long, have given up way too much to let her go just like that." Spot glared at him, and brought Raven's hand up to his mouth to kiss it. Spot wasn't too fond of the guy before he met Raven all those years ago- and now he hated him even more. The only reason he hasn't soaked Hunter already was because he didn't wanna start a Bronx- Brooklyn turf war. And now, he was going to ENJOY smashing the guy's face in. Finally. But obviously he couldn't do it alone with Sammy there too. Spot wasn't sure whom he wanted to soak more- Hunter or Sammy. But he definitely couldn't take them both at the same time. He needed to stall them for longer until the carriage he ordered from Freddy got here. "You take her, she'll die," Spot said to him, even though he was making it up. But the look on Raven's face made it look like he wasn't, but maybe he was just imagining that. "You take her, and that will be the final straw. All of Brooklyn will be here, and Bronx doesn't stand a chance." |
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Post by raven on Aug 17, 2011 7:23:28 GMT -5
"I've had enough of this. Talking talking talking!" Sammy said, glaring at Spot. "Let's hurry up and get this over with." Sammy really did know in his heart that he would win. He could care less what happened to Rae or Hunter, he just wanted Brooklyn.
Sammy charged at Spot.
When Spot let go of her hand to fight Raven turned and started to run, knowing that Hunter would be right behind her. She knew her brother didn't care about who ran Brooklyn, he just wanted her.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 17, 2011 11:50:24 GMT -5
Spot ducked Sammy's first punch and quickly grabbed him and kneed him right in the balls, just as Freddy showed up with Raven's carriage.
"RAVEN!" He shouted, but she was already practically gone. Spot told Freddy to stay put, and Sammy was struggling to get back up again. Spot hit him hard in the face with his cane.
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Post by raven on Aug 17, 2011 11:56:15 GMT -5
Sammy groaned loudly and fell to his knees. When he felt the cane smash against his face he fell backward to the floor. His nose broke immediately. He knew he had to get up. Sammy rolled over onto his side and got back to his feet.
When he reached Spot he dodged a swipe of his cane and punched him in the face.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 17, 2011 12:04:30 GMT -5
Spot felt his lip split, and tasted blood. "RAVEN!" he called again, concerned. He looked at Sammy, his fists in the air and realized he had a choice.
Brooklyn or Raven?
Stunned by his dilemma, he grabbed Sammy by his shirt and slammed him against the wall. "if anything happens to Raven, I will kill you and you will never get Brooklyn. Help me get her safe and then we can talk."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 17, 2011 12:09:04 GMT -5
Sammy stared at him for a minute, "It's useless, Spot. Hunter's already got her." He said and smirked.
Raven had run herself right into the alleyway, and there was nowhere for her to go. Shit. Her legs were shaking. She was loosing all her strength when she needed it most.
"Well little sister..." Hunter said with a sickening smile, "You've had a rough day." He walked slowly close to her, he played with his knife, the tip pressed against a finger.
Tristan glanced at Racetrack and then at Raven, he started to slowly make his way down the fire escape.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 17, 2011 12:20:36 GMT -5
Spot frowned. "Then you will never get Brooklyn." he kneed him hard again in the groin and threw Sammy on the ground, kicking him in the face, before bolting after Raven. He fully expected for Sammy to sprint after him but he had to goddamn try.
"But he brought you to me like he promised, and now you are mine again." Hunter added, the knife still in his hands.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 17, 2011 12:22:42 GMT -5
"I'd rather die before I let you touch me ever again," Raven meant it too, she was this close to charging at the knife when she saw Tristan drop down behind him. He held his finger to his lips.
Sammy of course, got up and went running after Spot. He growled as he jumped into the air to tackle him to the ground.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 17, 2011 12:50:59 GMT -5
((we should wait for Race to post))
Spot collapsed to the ground as Sammy tackled him.
Hunter smirked, "You say that now, but in a few weeks everything will be back to normal." he couldn't kill Raven, not yet. He had promised her to others, after all.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 17, 2011 12:59:56 GMT -5
((sounds good...waiting!))
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 17, 2011 22:22:57 GMT -5
((Aaaand, here. Only three more days of wonky Internet, praise be to Isis.))
Race nodded at Tristan's question and watched the scene unfold below them. He was sick with fear for Raven, and worry about Spot and Tristan and himself weren't far behind--he'd known it would come to war, but not like this. He pushed all that to the back of his mind, though, and focused on the task at hand.
When Hunter cornered Raven, he knew Tristan would make his move--and when he did, Race was right behind him, creeping toward the ground. He dropped silently beside his friend and glanced at Tristan for the signal to make his move. He would have to go first if he was going to get Rae out of here.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 18, 2011 0:44:40 GMT -5
Spot groaned when he smashed his face into the cobblestone. This was it. He was gonna lose Brooklyn and Raven. He was a giant failure.
"Getoffofme!" He struggled to say to Sammy, and then, like magic, Sammy was off of him. Spot rolled over, and noticed that Freddy had grabbed Sammy and was punching away. He quickly stood up.
"Son of a bitch! That carriage was expensive!" He spat at Sammy, grabbing him and shoving him against the wall.
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Post by raven on Aug 18, 2011 6:45:01 GMT -5
Sammy started laughing, "Never fails, someone always bails you out, Spot!" He continued to laugh.
Raven's knees buckled underneath her and she fell to the floor. She was done, completely done and could do nothing more. Her stomach cramped and she winced in pain, wrapping and arm around herself.
Tristan charged forward when he saw Rae fall to the ground and grabbed Hunter from behind, wrapping both arms around him, pulling his backwards.
"Now Race!" Hunter slashed wildly at the air with his knife and Tristan knew he was in some serious trouble.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 18, 2011 10:44:52 GMT -5
"You know, I don't take offense to that at all," Spot hissed, slamming him up against the wall again. "I kicked you outta Brooklyn, what the fuck makes you think you'll be allowed back in? If you kill me?" Now it was Spot who was laughing.
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Post by raven on Aug 18, 2011 10:54:40 GMT -5
Sammy glared at him. "Whatcha gonna do to me, Spot? Kill me? That's a joke too..."
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glad you could make it! Race is gonna be especially important for Spot))
