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Post by David B. on Nov 12, 2009 17:56:54 GMT -8
OOC((This takes place during the "Unbreakable" thread where Emily gets Kidnapped.))
"I...i don't know!"
"LIAR!"
David threw him, the body slamming through a wall and into the main office. Behind the young ex-captain was a long trail of blood and destruction, students bodies piled along the hallway and the front of the school. David was pissed- no, that wasn't the right word for it. Angry, no. Upset. no. Furious, not quite. He had gone ballistic. Emily had vanished- and nobody had heard from her recently. He was her gaurd, but he couldn't be with her 24/7, and of course the one time he wasn't around was the time someone decided to get thier hands on her. Emily always kept in touch- she didn't answer her phone, she wasn't at home or any of the other normal spots- she just vanished from the face of the earth.
David would tear this school down until someone gave him answers. Perhaps nobody here knew what had happened- he didn't care. He would shred this building to pieces, and he would start with those most likely behind it.
First on his list- Asiv. The man never came from his office, but always seemed to have a plan for everything. Gabriel had seen him within the last few days before his death, and Gabriel was the only one truly likely of this he could think of. Still, he had to start somewhere. If Asiv didn't know the answers, then perhaps the Dean would. If the dean didn't know?
Then he'd find the Newsletter lady, and work his way up through the pillars. Regardless of what happened, he would find the one responsible.
He stepped over the broken, choking body of the boy and walked through the office, punching a teacher in the nose and snapping it right at the nasal bridge. The man dropped, and David didn't lose a step. Within moments, he was outside Asiv's door- It exploded off its hinges, a kick shattering it utterly.
"WHERE IS EMILY DEL LOS SANTOS!?"
Yeah, Asiv better pray to god he had a day off.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 12, 2009 19:26:55 GMT -8
"WHERE IS EMILY DEL LOS SANTOS!?"
Matrim was walking by in the area and turned.
Well that's a funny question to ask... is that David's voice?
Matrim walked over, "Yo, David, cool your jets here, using plain English, what's going on, what happened?" Matrim asked, not exactly interested in why he was doing this so much as how to get him to stop kicking doors and leaving behind people on floors gasping for air. Because really, you do that a couple times it's forgivable, but eventually people are just going to stop inviting you to sleep overs.
"Why you looking for Emily, she owe you money or something?" He asked rather nonchalantly.
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Post by Drea on Nov 12, 2009 19:38:27 GMT -8
Drea's heart pounded. Emily really was missing? Impossible! But... That also meant that her sister wasn't avoiding just her... And for even David to be unaware of where she was..? Drea immediately became uneasy. This meant that, while her sister might not have been trying to avoid her, something was wrong.
Although her reaction was far more calm than that of David, it was no less wealthy in worry.
"Would... Would Mr. Asiv know?" she asked quietly. They were, after all, just outside of the principal's office...
(sorry if it's short... Itouch post)
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Post by David B. on Nov 12, 2009 20:08:56 GMT -8
A voice caused David to turn before he could see if anyone was under the rubble. His frown deepened. It didn't matter to him if he talked to the "Captain" now, later, or next week. If Asiv hadn't known where she was, David would have eventually reached this individual anyway.
"Yeah, i just tear apart half the fucking school because of some money." His voice was angry and mocking, heavy with contempt. He clenched his fists. "Where is she-"
Another voice caused him to stop, and it quelled his anger- no, simply curved it for a moment. If anyone was to know where she was it would likely be her sister. This girl was the only hope he had for finding her- why did he not try this earlier?
"Drea- do you know where your sister is?"
David's voice was calm with her, not like it had been with Matrim or when he had broken into Asivs office. If Drea didn't know David was unsure of how to proceed- perhaps he would turn and enter the office, and strangle the Supervisor until he gave away some information David could use.
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Post by Drea on Nov 12, 2009 20:28:18 GMT -8
The fact that be was asking her both shattered and embarrassed her. She shook her head, tears springing to her eyes. "I'm sorry..!"
"I-I thought that she was ignoring me...! She hasn't responded to any of my calls or texts or emails or anything... And she hasn't been answering the door when I visit her at home..!" Drea said, her voice wavering. She hated how weak and stupid she must seem. She couldn't keep her concern for her sister from showing through at all.
"I... Had though that you might know... Since you.. look after her." Dreaat least had enough presence of mind to realize that she shouldn't mention anything in regards to the Regalia yet because she has no idea of how known her sister wanted it to be.
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Post by David B. on Nov 12, 2009 20:43:54 GMT -8
David clenched and unclenched his fists. Anger sprouted into his eyes once again- her words about him looking after her redoubled the anger in himself.
"ASIV!"
He turned, kicking a large lump of rubble from his path as he entered the office. If the man was sitting in his chair, he would kick upward, breaking the wooden work-desk that would likely be before him, snapping it in two like a twig. He would walk through the opening his foot and anger created, and grab the man by the neck, lifting him from the seat and into the air.
"WHERE IS EMILY!?"
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 12, 2009 20:48:46 GMT -8
"Hiding with Waldo most likely," Matrim said, "Calm the fuck down, stop yelling. Emily went missing? Drea, sister of Emily? Oh hey I'm Matrim I'm....."
The guy who barbecued your sister?
"..."
The guy who was in a rival gang of your sisters?
"..."
The guy who...... ok so I'm out of those.
"A fellow student. Ok seriously, David. Emily went missing? How do you know she was taken, all that, and what the hell does Asiv have to do with any of this?" He asked, "This all seems very point the finger at Asiv, could you care to elaborate on the situation before I'm forced to knock you out and drag you to the nurses office where I'll have you drugged and then ask you what happened?"
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Post by Drea on Nov 12, 2009 20:51:01 GMT -8
Drea flinched at his sudden cry. She forced her own impending tears back. He had the right idea. Crying wouldn't solve anything. While she could hardly be as aggressive or as terrifying as he, she could set her own servants to work... And perhaps arrange some means of a quick contact network in case anyone did see her sister.
Quietly, and in a more mannerly fashion, she followed the Blade into the small and haphazard room.
"If you know, please tell us..." she said quietly.
(heading to bed. Feel free to bunny Drea while I'm gone, Corey. Good night.)
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Post by Zack Asiv on Nov 12, 2009 23:14:28 GMT -8
Asiv had been busy typing away at his computer like usual. A cigeratte hanging from his mouth unlit for the time being due to not having a second to light it. But he heard noises from outside his office whcih halted his typing completely, before his door burst inward in pieces. A random piece flying and imbedding itself in his wall, another hitting his book shelf causing papers to fly everywhere.
Asiv looked up to see David screaming about Emily.
~Ms. Santos?~
But soon it was apparent that David's anger was not to be trifled as Matrim and a female where with him, what he hadn't expected was the boy kicking his desk in two. Asiv looked up in just enough time to be grabbed by the throat and lifted up.
Asiv didn't struggle because he had no reason to, he did nothing to Emily. But..
"I... Dont know... But."
Asiv was trying to get out what he could, his throat restricted by David's grip.
"I know... Someone who can find out..."
Asiv would look at David now, his hands on the boys arm so as to possibly lift himself somewhat to get comfy if David descided to keep him up there.
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Post by Alexander Dvoryanstvo on Nov 12, 2009 23:36:06 GMT -8
God damn that was a long lecture. Time to fire up the iPod and maybe cut class for an afternoon. Yeah, no harm there. How does that song go again?
"Here I go again," Alex sang out in a low voice. "Reaaact without a plan, oh."
The halls were silent, unusually so. Normally Alex prided himself on his manners, but right now boredom demanded that he fill the vacuum. "But there's somethin' missing, there's somethin' missin' here."
"MAKING LOVE IN MAMA'S ROOOOOM!" Alex belted out as loud as he could, filling the hallway with the sound of his voice. He was a rockstar on stage, three beers in, at home in the pandemonium he created. AIR GUITAR SOLO! Man, if only she could've seen---
Bodies. Blood. The sound of someone choking back tears. Alex always thought he would get used to this; somehow, he never did. He sighed and took out his earbuds. He noticed David, and a few other students in the background. The trail of wounded seemed to lead to them. Alex had to control his curiosity; his first priority was the students.
A makeshift tourniquet from a Chargers jersey and a #2 pencil. Sterilized a cranial hematoma with a dash of Jose Cuervo he kept in his backpack. We are doing the best we can. All of us. Always.
Now for answers.
Alex strode forward, cautious but confident. He could hear voices coming from an office down the hallway. A door was broken off of its hinges. He leaned his head inside, weapons ready.
"ASIV! WHERE IS EMILY!?"
"Agghh," groaned Alex, rubbing his ears.
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Post by David B. on Nov 13, 2009 7:03:45 GMT -8
David ground his teeth when Matrim spoke- the little fuck. He was getting awful tired of this feeble Captains Mouth. He was getting ready to turn around and use Asiv as a flail on the boy when the Supervisor spoke- telling him he knew who could find out where Emily was. He held him there for a moment longer before lowering him to the ground but not releasing his neck.
"If you try to run, know this- i can run faster, and when i catch you i will make it impossible for you to run again."
He would release the teachers neck and turn to Drea.
"You can come too." His gaze grew hard as it slid to Matrim. "You, however, can go away, or follow to feel like your a part of something. Either way- next time you want to attack me, don't mouth off, simply do it." He would stare at Matrim for a moment, cutting him off in whatever he would say by looking back at Asiv as though totally uncaring what Matrim had to speak of. The boy was a total hypocrite, talking about not fighting David and about how he was sick of fighting, then talking about meeting him off campus for a fight and now threatening to try and knock him out. Such a disgrace- the boy would have to be dealt with soon enough.
Now, however, there was a far, FAR more important matter to be dealt with.
"Lead the way then, Asiv."
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Post by Alexander Dvoryanstvo on Nov 13, 2009 15:47:55 GMT -8
As the group talked Alex was putting two and two together. David was responsible for all of this. Alex could barely conceal his surprise, and disappointment. He knew Emily wasn't David's girl, but he was acting like she was. David had one hell of a pressure point. Interesting.
When Alex had first met David he was a captain, and that was only a few months ago. Then, it was obvious David cared about the student body, smacking down those who stepped out of line but protecting the rest. Alex wished he could've chalked up this new development to rage and emotion, but it appeared that the man had changed.
Alex followed the group openly, without a word but giving a slight nod to David as he passed. He would wait to hear what Asiv said before he decided whether to come along or stay behind.
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