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Aug 15, 2011 02:39AM
Fiza turned to look at Carson. "Carson is too long... Should I say Car, Son, Arson, or do you prefer Arse?" she asked, laughing.
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Dallas finished, he stepped back and roundhouse kicked the girl in the face. "Welcome to hell, poppet" He said in his Texan accent.
Carson heard another pained shriek in the distance but dismissed it just as quickly and picked up his pace. "Oh sure, go ahead and make fun of my name, Fizzy." he commented dryly but had a slight curl to his lips.
The girl moaned. Dallas laughed viciously. "Guys, I got a strong one. She's resisting the change"
((Take her over, Sherihan!))
((Take her over, Sherihan!))
Gabby resisted, thrashing her limbs around. "No..." she whimpered.
Fiza looked at Carson. "Sorry, Arse!"
Fiza looked at Carson. "Sorry, Arse!"
Carson walked into a clearing with Fiza and approached the girl lying groaning on the forest floor, observing her with a cold look, any trace of humor gone. "Make it hurt, then" he stated in a monotone voice.
Gabby gave them all daggered looks, trying to appear unafraid. But her body hurt too much...
Fiza smirked. "She's a fighter, I'll give her that..."
Fiza smirked. "She's a fighter, I'll give her that..."
"Come now, love," Carson cooed icily to the girl, "Don't be difficult."
Dallas gave a harsh laugh, dragging the stake across her arms, making them bleed, and fester. "She'll crack. She's got no hope but to give in at some stage"
Gabby gritted her teeth, looking away from the blood.
Dallas pressed the stake in, digging into her stomach. "GIVE IN!"
Carson kneeled down and gripped the girl's chin, jerking her head so that he could look in her eyes. "It won't hurt as much if you just give in, little bird."
Gabby screamed out in pain. "NO!!!"
"Finally, a reaction," Carson stated conversationally, a bit more satisfied, "We were beginning to think we'd driven you mute."
"C'mon, little bird, just give in, you'll feel better. C'mon" Dallas smiled down at the girl.
Gabby spit at his feet, blood coming out of her mouth as well. "Never."
Dallas looked down. "Now, now, little bird, it's too late. Just accept it. You'll feel great one you do" He smiled viciously, bending to eye level with her.
Carson laughed, but it lacked warmth, "She's got spirit," he stood up and turned to Dallas, "Crush it." he stated without feeling.
Dallas smirked up at Carson. "Aye aye, captain!" He turned back to the girl. "Now... How about a stake to the... Lung? Nah..." He contemplated, before ramming the stake into the girls eye.
((ouch! xD))Carson moved back to avoid the spray of blood and went to Fiza, revelling in the girl's scream of pain. He stood back and watched the show with hooded eyes.
Dallas twisted the stake, digging around. "GIVE IN!"
Carson frowned slightly at his friend's hostility, wondering what the girl really did to him to drive him this mad and to this level of cruelty. Dallas hardly went this far, and Carson himself wasn't a fan of torture, leaving the theatrics of it to his two other friends. He preferred to get it over and done with. The quicker the better.
Dallas ripped out the stake. "It'll heal... And it won't hurt, either.... If only you'd accept..."
Gabby cringed, the pain almost unbearable. "I'll never be one of you scum! Never!"
Fiza winced.
Fiza winced.
Carson just laughed, then he whipped around to Fiza, "You alright?" he murmured, eyes now concerned.
"Now, now, little bird, you killed my brother. I'm giving you life! Take it!" He said again, bending down.
Gabby looked into Dallas's eyes. "I'd rather die."
Fiza looked to Carson. "She's so persistent... And hates us so much..."
Fiza looked to Carson. "She's so persistent... And hates us so much..."
((do they know his brother?))"They all do." Carson reminded her gently, but a streak of anger shot through him. "They'll never think otherwise. They never bother to think anything else." he clenched his jaw at the unfairness of it all.
((Whose brother?))
Fiza nodded solemnly.
Gabby looke down again.
Fiza nodded solemnly.
Gabby looke down again.
((No))
Dallas gave a harsh laugh. "Sorry to tell you, little bird, but this was all just a game. You don't have a choice. You will join us. You'll see why we're better. Why we're right. You will love it!" He said, biting her neck, finishing the change.
Dallas gave a harsh laugh. "Sorry to tell you, little bird, but this was all just a game. You don't have a choice. You will join us. You'll see why we're better. Why we're right. You will love it!" He said, biting her neck, finishing the change.
((Dallas's, cuz he said that Gabriella killed his brother))Carson suddenly growled, "I wish she'd just break down already. My patience is wearing thin!" he spoke harshly under his breath.
"Well, she's one of us now. She'll love it. Don't you?" Dallas asked, laughing.
Gabriella screamed, nails clawing at Dallas's face. "I don't want..."
Carson scoffed, then came forward again, bending down to examine the girl. He grabbed both her wrists and held them above her head and stroked her hair softly, "Shh..." he murmured, smiling coldly, "It won't be long now."
Dallas merely watched, his eyes holding nothing but cool interest.
Gabriella screamed louder, wishing someone would hear her. "No! No! No!" she cried loudly. All of a sudden, her body went limp.
Dallas laughed, the sound inhuman. "And we have a new little bird!"
Carson smiled grimly, then stood up, "You want to bring her somewhere else? She'll have to feed when she wakes."
"She will... But then again, it might be amusing if she goes on a hunt alone"
Fiza was genuinely concerned for the girl but didn't show it. "Now now, boys... She's had enough drama for a day..." Fiza said with a carefree smirk.
"We'll have to keep an eye on her, then" Carson muttered. He looked at Fiza and raised an eyebrow, "Not going soft on a Dhampir, are you?"
"She's fine, she'll be great when she wakes up" Dallas waved a careless hand.
Fiza laughed, a bit nervously. "No way! I am not soft!" she punched Carson's arm to prove it.
Dallas frowned. "You are going soft on a dhampir! Your going soft!"
Carson frowned, catching Fiza's unease. He turned to Dallas, "We'll bring her someone to drink from" he decided firmly.
Fiza nodded. "And I am not soft!!"
Dallas nodded. "Well, I'm not gonna go get Somone"
"I'll do it!" Fiza exclaimed. "I feel like hunting again!"
"We'll keep an eye on her. Make it quick." Carson instructed Dallas before turning around to face Fiza, "You're staying here with me to watch over her."
