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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:01:14 GMT -5
"I'd rather you just take me and leave him." Lisabetta said. "You could do whatever the living hell you'd want to me, but please, leave him."
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:02:21 GMT -5
"I can't fuck you," she said, "Well, I can. But I don't do that."
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:03:45 GMT -5
"When I said whatever you want, I meant it." Lisabetta said. "Just spare Jack."
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:05:14 GMT -5
"I will spare him. He'll just be mine to fuck as I want," she said.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:08:58 GMT -5
"When I said spare him, I meant leave him be entirely." Lisabetta said. "He's not some object, to just be fucked whenever. He's Jack Drake, he's my husband, and I offer myself in his place."
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:09:27 GMT -5
"No," she said.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:11:26 GMT -5
"Please. I'll be your goddamn slave, if you want. Just let him go." Lisabetta said, a pleading tone beginning to enter her voice.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:12:38 GMT -5
"I'm sick of listening to you. Kill her," she told Jack.
He put the knife to her throat.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:18:18 GMT -5
"Please don't do this. Anything, I swear to God, anything." Lisabetta pleaded, tears beginning to spring into her eyes.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:19:25 GMT -5
Jack's hand started to tremble as he held the blade to her throat. Clare didn't notice.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:22:02 GMT -5
"Please." Lisabetta barely managed to say.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:22:48 GMT -5
"No," she said, "Kill her."
Jack whipped around and rammed the knife at Clare. She managed to dodge back but fell. Jack pounced on her, tearing her Necklace from her.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:28:12 GMT -5
That took a moment for Lis to process. Jack had apparently shrugged off control of the necklace. She watched, silent.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 29, 2013 23:28:35 GMT -5
Clare picked herself up and backed away, "I have your Morphers."
"I only need this knife," he said.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 29, 2013 23:37:07 GMT -5
Lisabetta remembered her backup knife and pulled it out, beginning to cut at the bonds on her wrists.
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