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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 16:24:13 GMT -5
Gypsy swallowed before holding out Riddle's key. "First of all, there's this."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 16:26:15 GMT -5
He stared at it for a second, then snatched it out of her hand. "What the hell is she giving me this for?" That key represented a lot of power here in the Refuge. He used to have one, too, but not anymore. There was no reason in the world for Riddle to give hers up, especially not to him.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 16:28:40 GMT -5
Gypsy took a minute before responding. She tried very hard to keep from sounding as bitchy as she usually did. "Because you need to know that what happened wasn't our fault. We didn't have anything to do with it."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 16:31:37 GMT -5
By the time she finished that sentence, his heart was pounding so hard he could barely hear her. Before he even knew what he was doing, he'd dropped the key in his pocket, pulled out the knife, and slammed her against the wall, holding the blade against her throat--just like Riddle had done to Script that first night, when she was so afraid. "Anything to do with what?" he asked in a low voice, barely holding back his panic.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 16:34:57 GMT -5
Gypsy winced as her head slammed against the wall, she balled her hands into fists by her sides, but didn't try to struggle. She knew he'd kill her at the first sign of a threat. She wasn't particularly keen on having her throat slashed in a broom closet.
She swallowed, real fear behind her eyes, but her face and voice were calm, quiet. "They took her. Eastman sent his guy to pick up a new girl, and McArthur gave him Script. It wasn't supposed to be her, and McArthur knew it, but he gave her to them anyway."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 16:50:57 GMT -5
He'd been expecting it at this point, but his blood froze anyway. "You told them to take her. You and Riddle," he accused her softly, his voice rough with pain. She'd already threatened Maggie, and he knew Riddle hated her. His eyes were searching Gypsy's face for a lie, and if he found one, he would slit her throat here and now. The past few days, and being back in the Refuge in general, had pushed him pretty damn far from his calm and rational self.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 16:54:51 GMT -5
Gypsy locked eyes with him. "We picked Sunny. She was the one that was supposed to go. Script was never supposed to be a part of it because of her father. She's too big of a risk. McArthur didn't listen. Me and Riddle just thought he wanted her for his pet, to play with her, use her. We didn't know he was gonna give her to Eastman."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 17:02:42 GMT -5
"Oh, so that was all right, then," he said with a short, harsh laugh. "It was perfectly fine when the warden wanted to 'play with' her, but now that she's headed for the outside world and there's a chance that she might rat you out, you're all concerned." He shoved her away from him, sticking the knife back in his pocket. "Enjoy living with yourself, Gypsy. I'm sure we'll see each other again."
He jumped up on the crate and pulled himself back through the trapdoor. He had to get to the bunkroom window before Wraith showed up. Months ago, he'd helped his sister kill a cop, and it was time for her to pay him back.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 17:06:31 GMT -5
Gypsy, for all her bravado, slumped back against the wall and cried.
When Goblin returned to the bunkroom, Cav was there waiting for him, a sober look on his face. "What happened?"
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 17:09:59 GMT -5
"They took Script," Goblin said curtly, having finally managed to push his emotions under the surface, which didn't mean they weren't still tormenting him. "I'm gonna wait for my sister to show up and send her to get help. Is that cautious enough for you?"
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 17:13:41 GMT -5
A worried look passed across Cav's face before turning into a frown. He decided not to call Goblin on his attitude. "What d'ya want me to do?"
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Gypsy had gotten herself togther enough to stand up, wiping at her eyes bitterly before crawling back through the vent to the girls' room and over to Riddle.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 17:16:57 GMT -5
"There's nothing you can--wait." He stood there a moment, visibly pulling himself together, and pulled out the key, offering it to Cav. "It goes to the storage closet. The only door out of our rooms that doesn't squeak. If you can sneak out, eavesdrop on the guards, see if you can find out where they took her...I'll keep my sister here till you get back."
He wasn't ready to think about Riddle and why she'd given him that key yet. He was already heading for the window to wait for Wraith.
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Riddle looked up at Gypsy, pale and expressionless. "Well?"
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 17:21:51 GMT -5
Cav took the key, nodding and hurrying up through the vent.
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Gypsy gave her a stony look, if only so she wouldn't completely break down. "He's planning an escape and rescue." She sat on Riddle's bed. "I didn't even get a chance to tell him where they're taking her."
((Hey, i have some errands to run, but I'll be back in a couple hours))
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Post by Goblin on Nov 3, 2011 17:28:50 GMT -5
Goblin watched him go, briefly grateful that he had Cav as an ally, and then turned around to shove open the window and stare at the bars. Long, long minutes passed before a rope descended, the other end tied to the chimney, and a wonderfully familiar face appeared.
"Sebastian? What's wrong?" Wraith demanded, concern flooding her face the moment she saw his expression.
"It's Maggie," he said grimly, reaching through the bars to squeeze his sister's hand. "Clara, I need you to go talk to Tristan." And he softly told her the whole story, ignoring the stares of the other boys.
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"I'm surprised you got a chance to tell him anything," Riddle muttered. "'Least you ain't dead. Didja give him the key?" She was getting nervous; Footsteps and Yankee had started talking to the other girls, taking them aside one by one and whispering to them, and by now, the vast majority of them were glaring in her direction. They'd never dared touch her and Gypsy because of the warden's protection, but now that a sweet, innocent girl like Script had vanished...well, you never knew.
((Okeydoke!))
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 3, 2011 19:43:31 GMT -5
It was over a half hour later when Cav finally came crawling back through the vent. "Goblin?" He saw him still sitting by the window with a very tiny, very blonde girl. He walked over quickly. "You're not gonna like this..." He handed him back the key.
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Gypsy nodded. "Why the hell d'ya give it to him anyway? That key coulda' come in handy. We coulda' just busted out a' this place." Her eyes were on the Trio, frowning, worried about what they were getting up to.
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