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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 11, 2009 0:23:29 GMT -5
A loud snarl tore through Brookhaven Hospital, deterring even the bravest of creatures from coming too near. "Damn it! Some one let me the hell out of here!" Gryphon sat with his back against a bloodied wall, handcuffs holding him to some of the piping that traveled through out the hospital. He pulled hard, trying to snap the strong metal with no luck. Nurses staggered by but payed the man no mind, as if they were too busy to be concerned with his problem.
"Isn't there any other living creature here besides me? Christ!"
A slight snicker came from Alley as she approached Gryphon, dragging that knife of hers. "Sorry Griff, but even he's not here. It's just you, me, and the monsters. At least as far as I know."
"Alley! You bitch! Uncuff me or I swear I'll-"
"You'll what? Disown me? A little late, hmm? Besides, I told you what I would give you in exchange for being let free."
"Go to hell!" Gryphon snarled. Alley simply shrugged and stalked off down the hall. "Alley! Alley! God damn it, get back here!" His voice echoed off the walls.
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 12, 2009 15:00:53 GMT -5
Droiture, following Alley through the hospital, came across Gryphon. "Ah-ha, you're bloody fucked, you greedy little wanker." Droiture laughed, flashing his trademark crazy grin. He scurried along, popping from shadow to shadow along the hallway, his insane giggling echoing through the hospital.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 12, 2009 15:12:24 GMT -5
Alley walked, spinning the keys to the handcuffs around her fingers. "He won't survive there long. I know Griff and he'll break." She grinned, stopping outside the doctor's office. The door was covered in bloody handprints and rust. "It should be here, that file I want."
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 12, 2009 15:19:01 GMT -5
"Alright, then. I'll wait out here. I'll be a lookout. K?" Droiture said, coming up and forming himself from the shadows. He swirled his piano wire around and around, in sort of a battle pose.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 12, 2009 15:36:00 GMT -5
Alley grinned and nodded, pushing the door open and disappearing into the room. Some rustling could be heard then she returned, holding a thin file. "I found it, not much here though. It should be enough to find what I want." She opened it, staring at her name across the top.
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 12, 2009 18:09:11 GMT -5
"So, what is that, anyway? Some sort of STD record?" Droiture joked, smirking, somehow not realizing that he could be injured severely for that.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 12, 2009 18:34:03 GMT -5
Alley elbowed him hard in the ribs. Very hard, and continued reading the file. "It's my records for the time I spent here as a young child. There are these ones and the ones from the orphanage. Griff mentioned I was adopted by our mother. He never said where I came from. I'm connected to this town so, check the files, right?"
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 12, 2009 20:02:39 GMT -5
"Oof!" Droiture complained, doubling over. "Well, alright then. Bloody harlot. Ow!" Droiture said, glaring at her. "I love you to death but you're a right witch at times. Mère de Dieu!" He stood back up. "Checking files does squat. My own files are scattered around in there and they're all stamped with 'omgchildisevilburnhimatstake' all over them. Wankers." Droiture spat.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 12, 2009 20:51:16 GMT -5
Alley reached up and ruffled her fingers through Droiture's hair. "I wouldn't have to hurt you if you thought before you spoke. And I realize the files may not help." She let her fingers slide through his long, black hair and then down his back playfully, almost teasing. "And to be honest, I couldn't care less about what they have to say about me. I just want to know where I actually came from." She used her free hand to flip through the papers. "Though, no one ever seems to know. It always just says N/A next to my birthplace." She laughed slightly at an occuring thought but waved it away, continuing to play her fingers down his back.
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 13, 2009 14:40:13 GMT -5
Droiture grinned. "Perhaps this whole bloody town birthed you out of some freakish reality-twisting thing. Or perhaps your real mum was a bloody wanker as well and didn't give the doc any info." Droiture said, his jet-black lips coming to rest on Alley's nose playfully.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 13, 2009 15:07:42 GMT -5
Alley couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, and you're probably right. But I need something to distract myself in this place, hm?" She leaned in closer, almost pressing her lips to his but was stopped by the metal pipe embedding itself into the wall inches from her head.
"And to think, I almost gave up the info you wanted from me." Gryphon stood feet from the two, shaking his wrists that were still linked by the handcuffs. "Good thing I have enough skill to get out of trouble on my own."
Alley growled in anger. "Damn it Griff, why can't you just die already!? You're like a fucking cockaroach!"
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 13, 2009 15:15:34 GMT -5
"You...ruddy.... blasted.... double-ended snake!" Droiture snapped, obviously more startled at Griff's sudden interruption than angry at the mere fact he was there at all. "I can almost understand the whole 'she's mine, omgwtfbbq sauce' thing, man, but we were in the middle of a moment here! Mère de Dieu!" Droiture said, slapping a hand to his forehead in frustration. "Don't make me go all crazy jester ninja on you." He threatened.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 13, 2009 15:27:05 GMT -5
Gryphon gave them a grin that annouced how smug he was at breaking up their moment. "Aw come on, I was getting lonely back there, all by myself. I thought I'd make sure you two weren't getting too close."
"Greedy son of a bitch." Alley grumbled, tossing the file back into the doctor's office. "I'm not yours, you know. Not in any way. We aren't even actually related."
"True, but you are mine." Alley hissed in defiance to his words.
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Post by Droiture LeReve on Jan 13, 2009 15:36:25 GMT -5
"She's mine, demon, not yours. She was never yours. She is mine and mine alone. Mine, do you hear me? Mine!" Droiture snarled, his voice echoing through the hallway as he sunk partway into the shadows and used the shadows to raise himself up until he towered intimidatingly over Gryphon. Shadowy tendrils whipped around him like tentacles. He looked much like Death itself. His eyes glowed emerald green in the shadow. "And I will not allow you to lay your disgusting greedy hands upon her!" His voice boomed, as he grabbed Gryphon with one of the tendrils with the intent to throw him into the back wall.
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Post by Gryphon LaMort on Jan 13, 2009 15:40:48 GMT -5
Gryphon scoffed at Droiture's actions. "Please, I marked her long before you even knew she existed." He gave a sick grin at what his words referred to. Alley choked on air, gawking at him.
"You lie! You're a fucking liar! Liar, liar, liar! I never let you-"
"Exactly, you never did let me. That's the point." He held that sick grin as he watched Alley squirm at the thought.
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