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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 11:53:45 GMT -5
Jack moved forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling Clare forward and sweeping her leg out, pulling her down. He put the knife to her throat.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:02:17 GMT -5
Lisabetta watched in silence.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:03:40 GMT -5
He was having trouble restraining himself. He wanted to kill her.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:07:23 GMT -5
Lisabetta honestly didn't care if she lived or died.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:09:04 GMT -5
He didn't. He just struck her in the head to render her unconscious.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:10:08 GMT -5
"At least she doesn't have that damn necklace anymore."
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:12:43 GMT -5
"No," he said, going over to Lisabetta and cutting away at the tape.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:14:36 GMT -5
Lis already had her hands free by this point, so she stowed the small knife and stood, fixing her clothing and looking around. "Where did she leave it?" Lis wondered aloud.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:14:59 GMT -5
"It's on the ground," he said, cutting away the rest.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:16:37 GMT -5
"No, the other thing she brought." Lis wondered, before seeing it. "There it is." She walked over and picked up the roll of duct tape.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:18:05 GMT -5
"I'm sorry about what she made me do," he told her.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:19:31 GMT -5
"That's why I was looking for this." Lisabetta said, indicating the roll. She squatted next to Clare, observing for a moment.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:20:23 GMT -5
Jack pulled his clothes back on and looked back to her.
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Post by Camden and Lisabetta on Mar 30, 2013 12:23:10 GMT -5
Lisabetta set to work. When she was done, she stood, and admired her work. Clare was now secured, with tape around her ankles, knees, wrists, around her stomach, pinning her arms to her back, and finally, tape over the eyes and mouth. She kicked Clare lightly before fixing her own clothing a little bit more.
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Post by Jack Drake on Mar 30, 2013 12:23:55 GMT -5
"Are we just leaving her?" Jack asked.
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