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Ava || Mentions: Ahyma, Nakao (ind.) The woman seemed displeased with Ava's presence, which made her feel better. Good. She should be displeased whenever around Ava. "We're not married, we don't need to give into trivial labels like that. We're in a commited relationship, he's my partner. Who cares anyway?" Scoffing quietly, Ava took another bite into her apple before tossing it in the trash bin, "Who is, 'we'? You and whom? I'd like to meet my sisters boyfriend, my niece's father. It'd be nice to get to know the family, y'know?" She was only aware of Ahyma, her daughter and her so called 'lover'. Oh, and her father, whomever he was. Probably some low life. Maybe, if she got to know her own family, she could exterminate them, and rid the world of these morons. Except her niece, depending on the childs personality and strengths, maybe she'd keep her alive as a friend. Maybe. Sometimes being alone for so long gets a bit boring, why not have a niece to join in on the fun? Her father would be the first to go.. depending on his abilities, whether she could take him on or not. Then Ava would go after her own father, then Ahyma's other relative, Ahyma, and possibly the child if she wasn't worthy enough. Ha. She had her own plan to get rid of this pathetic line. |
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Ero I M: Jericho (Ind.) and Dr. Jefferson
Ero's small sharp shallow beaths filled the silence around her. Her heart raced in her chest, every beat seeming to take an eternity. She hadn't counted the days, she had no way to keep track of them anymore. She had been in Ibex for an etenity it seemed, too long for her to even count anymore. She shivered, not just from cold, but from her intense fear. Her eyes were wide and alert, framed by her eyebrows pulled into a nervous and terrified look. Her frame looked much smaller from her lost weight. She was wearing a uniform they had given her and she was clutching a torn and ragged cloth. The only thing she had been able to keep. She had scratches and cuts all over her forehead, and the side of her temple. Along with that she had scratches all over her arms. Why you might ask? Well some of the scars were from Ibex needles and things along her arms, but all of the longer scratch scars were from herself. The splits on her forehead were from her original room, and the room they tried putting her in awhile back. She had tried bashing her head into the hard walls, trying to kill herself. She couldn't take the stress of losing Jericho, she just couldn't take it. She clutched Jericho's shirt, the only thing that brought her a very small sliver of comfort. Though it was nothing but a filthy cloth at this point, it was the only thing that pacified Ero. She whimpered, pulling her knees to her chest and burying her face in the shirt. She took in the scent from the shirt, it smelled vaugley like Jericho. She closed her eyes and recalled the memories of him humming to her and stroking her hair. She started humming it to herself, face still burried in the shirt. The door to her cell suddeny opened and it broke her out of her comforting memories and back to her fear and terror. She started to cry, backing up into the corner of her padded cell. She hid there the best she could, looking at the doctor in front of her. He stalked over to her, grabbing the shirt away from her and throwing it across the room. He crouched down close to her, making her barely able to breathe. "So how are you feeling today? Ready for some more tests?" He asked her and she shook her head, starting to sob. "Well too bad little crying bitch. Damn it, why couldn't I get one of the cool experiments that are actually worth something. Well, come on then." He said, grabbing her hair and pulling her to stand as he did. She let out a few little screams and he let her go, walking out as some gaurds came and restrained her, forcing her to go to more tests. She had given up, she just wanted to die, for her misery to end finally. |
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Ahmya I M: Ava
Ahmya made a hrmph noise, very annoyed with her bitchy half-sister. Ugh, could she not leave her alone? She knew that she was probably going to try and kill her again, her and her baby. Great, now she had to stick close to Dread in order to keep the baby safe. Where in the heck was he anyway? Ugh, probably gambling everything they had again, along with Ota and her father. "It's freaking Dread, now leave me the frick alone already. Go frick off and harass someone else. " She spat, walking away from the woman. She sighed, grabbing some crackers and then looking around for what else she could snack on while ignoring her half-sibling. Lucille I M: Ava and Ahmya
Lucille smiled, deciding that she had better go see what there was to snack on. She walked near the kitchen to see two women, the two she didn't want to mess with. She picked up Karasu, the boy's crimson eyes watching both women. He looked like Nakao, it was very simple and easy to tell he was his child. Lucille sighed, wondering if she should venture into the kitchen and see what snack she could grab for Karasu, or just tell him to wait till dinner. |
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Dread Mentions: Ahyma Dread returns back from patrol, tossing the empty can of beer in the trash. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants, the man starts walking around to check out the place. Seeing Ahyma in the kitchen, raising both brows as she appears to be stressed. Approaching her, slinging his arm around her shoulders, and he pulls her close to his side. "Want to take a walk with me? Someplace far away from here?" Without waiting for her answer, she starts escorting her away from the kitchen and outside. "Whose bothering you?" He ask her, keeping his voice low. Nakao Mentions: Lucille and Karasu Nakao follows in after Dread, then he stumbles along inside. He starts to laugh, clearly had a couple of drinks beforehand. He heads to his room, giving a brief nod to Karasu and his "wife". Heading upstairs, collapsing onto the bed, and buries his face under the pillow. A groan leaving the man, closing his eyes tightly and starts to drift off to sleep. |
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Ahmya I M: Ava (Ind.) and Dread
Ahmya was surprised as suddenly Dread appeared before beside her and slid his arm around her shoulders. She relaxed slightly in his company, he was keeping her and their baby safe, which is very helpful for her. He started to lead her out of the kitchen, agreeing silently to his question as if she wanted to take a walk and get out of there. When he asked her who was bothering her, she growled at the memory of her dreaded bitchy sister. "Ugh, it's my stupid dumbass half-sister. She tried... and almost succeded to kill me in Ibex... She threatened the baby too. And now she's bothering me with all these stupid questions and hanging around my baby! That's not allowed, not that bitch. She's probably trying to get a chance to kill my baby." She said quietly, but angrily, leaning against Dread as she felt her extreme anger and hatred towards her half-sister. |
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Ava || Mentions: Ahyma, Dread, Lucille, Karasu, Nakao As the woman began to reply, a man walked in, taking Ahyma and her child away. The auras. Must have been Dread. How dreadful is that? Wanted to have more chitchat. Shrugging, Ava walked over to the fridge, and swung it open, grabbing a cold soda, ripping off the cap, and chugging it down. Once she was finished, she tossed it into the trash can, only to see another woman and a child. Another man acknowledged the woman briefly before leaving to go upstairs, Men are all just distant and pathetic. Why do women bother having relationships with them, or even relationships in the first place? Glancing over to the woman holding the boy, she instantly saw a resemblance between this child and that man that had gone upstairs. Jesus. Everyone is related to eachother here. This is why families need to be cut at the stem so they stop multiplying, damn. Sighing quietly, Ava walked out and, 'accidently' shoved her shoulder into the woman holding the boy, and scoffed, "Watch where you stand, dumbass." |
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Lucille I M: Ava
Lucille's shoulder was suddenly slammed into by another person. She immediately got annoyed. For all Lucille was a softie, she was also one to go and kick someone's ass if they got on her bad side and weren't cared for by the woman. She glared coldly in return of the other woman, getting upset as Karasu burrowed in closer to her as he got scared. The child was a scaredy-cat, but Lucille didn't mind that at all. She was his protected after all. "Hey! Watch where you're walking next time, you slammed into me." She spat, looking defiantly at the woman. She wasn't going to stand for this. Plus, Nakao getting drunk had annoyed her a lot, she was going to teach him a lesson for that too. "What the hell is wrong with you anyway for doing that?" She asked her, setting Karasu down and he went and cowered behind his mother, afraid of the woman in front of him. |
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Ava || Mentions: Lucille, Karasu Scoffing, Ava turned around to face the two, chuckling as she watched the boy cower behind his mother. "You were in my way, simple," she shrugged, "Maybe next time, don't stand in the middle of a walkway." Taking a few steps forward, Ava pushed the woman against the wall, slamming her hand beside her head. "Do you have a problem with it? Just be glad I didn't shove my shoulder into your son's cowardly face," Ava hissed, glaring the woman down, than glanced down at her pathetic child, "Pathetic." What a 'mommy's boy', tsk tsk. Why can't people raise their children to be strong and independent? Not weak and dependent on literally every living being. It disgusted her. If she were to have kids, which, she would not. Never. She would train her kids from day one to be independent and strong, there is no room in this world for the weak. They are sheep in an unfair world, and if you become a weak lamb, you'll be devoured by the bad wolves. Ava would raise her kids, not to be sheep, but to be wolves. This woman? She was raising her child to be a meek little lamb, it was pathetic. You'd think a mother would love her child a bit more. Psh. |
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Dr. Jefferson I M: Ero Dr. Jefferson let out a sigh. He was annoyed with the experimental he had been assigned. At first when she came in and had her through examination, he was excited. He was even more excited as they discovered her very early sign of pregnancy. Yet, the excitement was short lived when they had left her in her cell for a meager 12 minutes. The idiot watching her cell had decided to rest his eyes for five minutes and in that time Ero had nearly killed herself. That’s when he learned how psychopathic the woman really was. She had to be rushed to medical and was able to be salvaged, she just had a good group of nasty scars from the places where her head had split open. He looked over her sheet then glanced to the woman strapped to the table. She was shaking and he could see tears falling down her face. He scoffed, writing a note down on the clipboard. Still emotionally unstable, unable to go forward with any more aging of the fetus. Was what it read. He had prodded her pregnancy along with the help of some special serum, but he had decided to stop as her blood pressure and heart rate starting spiking uncontrollably. Too much stress he knew would cause a pregnant experiment to overload with powers and he’d lose both her and the baby. So instead, he’d opted to split wit her stress out till she was forced to learn how to relax in her cell. She was also extremely self harming and he had decided to hope that she wouldn’t discover her pregnancy till that died down. He wouldn’t dare tell her about her pregnancy, she might try to kill the baby inside her somehow, which could be even more dangerous. He goaned, slapping his palm on his forehead a few times as he was purely stumped. “Just continue the experiments on the baby! Then take her to the monitoring room so she can be watched!” He yelled suddenly at an assistant beside him and they scurried off to do what he had ordered them. He closed his eyes, his own blood pressure and heart rate spiking at this stupid stubborn woman’s struggle. He just wanted that baby, but he wasn’t going to take it out of her. He wanted the baby to be naturally born, a second generation with experiments done in the womb. He wouldn’t have it any other way, it didn’t fit his plan. He hated that plan, but now he was stuck. He started making more notes on the sheet, glancing from the now sobbing woman and back to the board as a few needles started to be pressed into her arm and stomach. Stupid too, she hasn’t even figured out she’s pregnant. Her ribs show, but she doesn’t seem to connect her slightly swollen stomach to pregnancy. She has also experienced nausea and doesn’t seem to see that as a symptom either. She seems to be too consumed with her psychotic behavior to focus on anything about herself. How to break that? Force? Choice? Some other option? He wrote down, ending the notes and throwing the clipboard over to a desk for later. He needed a break from the woman, she was his key to everything, but she was too broken to use. Who would’ve guessed? He was envious of the other doctors and their experiments, they fared better than this complete psychopath. |
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Lucille I M: Ava
Lucille'a eyes lit up at her words, especially when she called her son pathetic. She suddenly swung hard at Ava's face, but she intentionally missed, then kicked the woman hard in the stomach to force her away when she hopefully got distracted by the punch. "Karasu, run and go get daddy!" She shouted at her child, sho ddi as she asked and started to run back to the room with Nakao. Drunk or not, he would be safer there. Lucile immediately embraced her physic torture ability and pressed it into the woman's head, making sharp jabs of pain in her head. Karasu I M: Ava, Lucille and Nakao
Karasu went into the room with his father, tears staining his cheeks. He grabbed his dad's arm, pulling him out of bed the best he could. He needed to help his mom, he was scared. "daddy! Mommy's in a fight, help her." He begged his dad, pulling harder and starting to use his wings to help pull him hopefully off the bed completely. |
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