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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 7:48 am
As the man's talk of moving her had caught her ears the change in the man's appearance caught her eyes. When she looked at his eyes she saw an empty hole. Izzy's mouth dropped slightly when this secondary captor struck the young man attatched to her wrist. This was a twist that she hadn't been expecting, one she hadn't been prepared for.
Her eyes left the man cuffed to her wrist as he fell to the floor, pulling Izzy slightly with him. After pulling herself together she found herself kneeling on the ground with her arm being pulled by the man. Her gaze was cold, emotionless as she looked at the man - not exactly sure what to say. No one had prepared for this, all of the hours she had spent in combat practice and self defense training hadn't told her what to do in such situations. Izzy's stubborn side took over as she refused to answer, this man wasn't worth wasting her air.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 8:35 pm
"The easy way then," the man said with a smirk because he hadn't wanted to do it the hard way. He'd taken a cloth after a moment and smothered her face with it. There was a chemical on it that would make her pass out. He would be getting assistance at any minute now.
After they arrived they'd move the two the car and leave to go to the country. They wouldn't be found easily in the country and it would be far more easy to keep her there without her knowing where she was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:08 pm
As the man made a move to cover her mouth Izzy found her mind in a slight panic. Her hand was quick as she pushed away the cloth, making an attempt at stepping back. If she had to she would defend herself but she didn't know what to do. With iced eyes she glared at the man, without her training she didn't know how to react to this.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 7:09 pm
The guy had expected this and pinned her arm down with his free hand. The other hand with the cloth moved swiftly, stuffing it into her mouth. He was grinning wildly as he was doing this and the door opened again. It was another guy, tall with dark hair. He was more the business type but looked he worked out at the same time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 9:33 am
As yet another man walked into the room Izzy felt herself losing conciousness. With another feeble push at the man's arm she found that she finally slipped away into black. This was happening far too much, twice in one year is too much - much less twice in a single day. At least she thought it was the same day.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 8:20 pm
Darkness was coming when the men discussed how they'd get the two down to the car. It hadn't been long since the girl had been knocked out. Each of them took one of the victims and dragged them down to the car. When they were there each was connected to each other and also to a sturdy point on the car.
"You know what house we're taking them to?" the first guy said. "Is it the usual house?" The man with the dark hair only nodded before they got into the car. The windows of the BMW were dark, the windows in the back were blacked out so that the two in the back wouldn't be able to see if they woke up.
The car ride lasted about fifteen minutes and when they arrived at the house the two men were quick to move their captives into the house. They managed to get the girl into another area, strapped down so she couldn't fight this time. The guy was just placed in the room and ignored.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:09 pm
With groggy blindness Izzy attempt to open her eyes, squinting while trying to focus. There was the absense of warming metal on her wrist but it was replaced by something a bit more extreme. As her eyes finally open she looked around as best she could, but she was knotted down pretty. Flexing and pulling she attempted to at least loosen the holds, making a note that bondage wasn't her thing.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 6:51 pm
Matthius was pacing now, fuming at what his parents had done to him and his cousin. He couldn't do anything though if he wanted to obtain the bright future his parents had offered him. He barely noticed the girl begin to struggle out of the corner of his eye, barely even noticing her. If she talked however he would be snapped out of this strange trance.
"Idiots," he muttered to himself. "They didn't trust me enough, so they did this." He still felt woozy from being knocked out but not enough to keep him from pacing. The fact he didn't know where he was bothered him but if he got enough time to look around he'd at least know the area. Once he knew that he could easily escape if he wanted to be, but then his bright future would be gone in a flash, or rather a bang if he went into the wrong area.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 9:16 pm
As the woman struggled her senses went into overload. She could smell, feel, taste, and hear everything. The only reason she couldn't see was because she was locked in some God forsaken room in some God forsaken building in some God forsaken place she wasn't aware of. With her ears picking up every noise it wasn't exactly difficult to hear the man pacing around the room. Unfortunately, however, what she heard was one of the last thinds she wanted to hear. With a gentle scoff she found herself muttering to herself, "This is always bad when your captive doesn't know where they are." A sigh left her lips as she went back to struggling against her bonds.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 10:33 am
Matthius snapped his attention back after a moment and switched his attention to the captive. She struggled too much and he could tell she was going to get rope burns on her wrist. It wouldn't be his fault because it was her choice to struggle against the bonds that held her down.
He walked over to her after a moment and stood in front of her, not too close though and he was out of her reach. His eyes had adjusted to the dim light already and he was studying her face. He would find out where they were more quickly than if she escaped, if that was possible.
"I would suggest not struggling," he said in a gentle tone, surprising himself in how gentle his voice had come out. "Your arms will hurt a lot more than you realize with those ropes." He'd already been bound with ropes before and he knew the complications of struggling against them.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 8:26 am
Izzy stopped struggling but she looked away from the man. "I know...this isn't the first time I've been held captive." Her voice didn't have it's usual venom and the hint of ice seemed to melt away momentarily. She didn't know why she didn't begin struggling again. It was almost as if she was exhausted - yes, tired of being in this situation.
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Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 7:25 pm
"I know," Matthius said. "It gets old, you get sick of it, and then when you think it's not going to happen again... it does." He seemed to be speaking from memory and yet he was still unwilling to give his name to her. He knew her and yet she knew nothing of him.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 1:07 pm
Izzy could hardly listen to the man. He was only repeating what she knew and what she had been told time and time again. This was getting ridiculous...oh well, maybe one day she would be recognized in some pointless book as the person most likely to be kidnapped. With a sigh the woman went into her own memory bank, pulling the many different recollections from their hiding places. "Well, it sounds like you have experience in the matter..." Her voice softly tapered off as she realized she had no idea what this guy's name was.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 12:53 pm
"I think that was a bit to repetative for you, wasn't it?" Matthius asked after a oment. There was a reason he spoke gently and he couldn't figure it out quite yet. There were some things he really didn't understand about life. He couldn't understand why she seemed so attractive and why he didn't want to tell her his name. It was like he wanted to keep his identity a secret.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 9:11 am
A slight scoff was all Izzy could muster. She didn't know what to say; she had been captured numerous times but she had never been kept with one of her captors - who appeared to be a captive at this point. There was no telling what was going to happen next, she hadn't been trained for situations like this.
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