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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 9, 2013 23:56:11 GMT -5
She struggled and tried to kick at him.
Perseus struggled back up and swung at Roger's back.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 9, 2013 23:57:28 GMT -5
The cop was quite strong.
"We can't defend against everything, y'know." The cop muttered as he finished taping her ankles.
Roger spun and blocked.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 9, 2013 23:58:02 GMT -5
Well, she knew that. Now she was afraid for what was going to happen to her.
Perseus ran forward and reached out for him with his free hand.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:00:05 GMT -5
Roger didn't notice until the last second, moving away but allowing Perseus to brush his arm.
The cop worked a hand up her shirt, moving slowly.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:01:40 GMT -5
Perseus swung with his other arm, hoping to slash.
Noa made as much noise and struggled as much as she could.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:03:48 GMT -5
Roger blocked barely. He was slipping. This was not good.
"Be quiet!" The cop growled, his hand finally making it to her chest.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:05:42 GMT -5
She continued with the sounds and struggles.
Perseus stepped back, took grip of his blade with both hands, and swung down.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:08:09 GMT -5
Roger took hold of the Sword of Aeons with both hands to block the attack, barely managing to.
The cop began to caress and grope. "Not so critical now, huh?"
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:10:20 GMT -5
Noa groaned and struggled.
"I'll kill you!" Perseus shouted, lashing out a kick for his chest.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:12:58 GMT -5
The cop started going a little more violently.
Roger took the kick, stumbling back and regaining his posture quickly.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:14:29 GMT -5
Noa just screwed her eyes shut and tried to think.
Perseus leapt for Roger, swinging.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:15:47 GMT -5
Roger dodged underneath the strike and swung up from behind Perseus.
The cop sent another hand snaking up her shirt, kissing her neck.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:17:40 GMT -5
Perseus took the slash and went down.
Good. She rammed her head at his as hard as she could.
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Post by Roger Clarence on Feb 10, 2013 0:22:49 GMT -5
Roger stabbed downward at Perseus, crossing himself after he did.
The cop took the hit. "You bitch." He said, retrieving his hand and turning her over onto her back, slapping her across the face.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Feb 10, 2013 0:24:58 GMT -5
She tried to kick him.
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