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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 14, 2012 22:05:42 GMT -8
Delilah had just turned back to David to help him to his feet when his hands helped themselves to her breasts. She took a surprised step back as she caught his fall, looking first at the hands on her chest and then back up at him.
Why, oh WHY did this keep happening...
Before she could say anything (or lift a hand to punch him), David was rocked in the face by a punch from a Barker soldier, and they both stumbled back. Delilah started forward to obliterate ALL WHO STOOD BEFORE THEM--
--When David did it instead with his wind/burping powers, and the walls were painted red.
She emitted a high pitched cackle of delight along with David, right up until he tackled her out of the window and it turned into a yelp of surprise and they shot off again in a tunnel of wind back the way they came and towards another building.
"NOT AGAI--"
They crashed through the next building's window and Delilah once again went flying, and crashing into a dozen tables before coming to a rest.
Dazed and INCREDIBLY dizzy, she would lie there for a moment as she tried to regain her wits.
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Post by David B. on Nov 14, 2012 22:13:53 GMT -8
David landed on his feet, surprisingly, grabbing a shit from the shocked hand of a soldier and pounding it down, barely feeling the burn.
"RIGHT YOU BLOKES- ITS TIME TO DIE!"
He turned and grabbed a man close, stumbling a little toward Delilahs body before hurling the hlguy over the counter, his body crashing into the bottles behind the bar. The weight and momentum caused him to stumble and fall- laying full spread over Delilah, head by her head, feet by her feet, spooning her as he laughed in her ear.
"Hey! This...this is no time to diller dally!"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 14, 2012 22:37:23 GMT -8
Groaning, she just started to sit up when she was again knocked flat by David falling into her...curled around her, as if they had just woken up snuggling.
GOOD THING THIS WAS ALL AN ACCIDENT.
"Hey! This...this is no time to diller dally!"
"Aaah...shut up, you." She grumbled back, blushing profusely. Grabbing a nearby chair, she pulled herself to her feet and felt... a light breeze on her midsection. Looking down at herself, she let out an aggravated sigh, seeing a couple new holes in the t-shirt David gave her, reducing it to a midriff cut shirt with the ends that hung in tatters.
"Every, Fucking. TIME!"
On the last word, she belted the man nearest to her in the face, followed by a hard kick to his stomach to send him flying back into the group forming behind him.
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Post by David B. on Nov 14, 2012 22:43:57 GMT -8
The men were beggining to regain their wits, and they were beginning to tell this well dressed woman was simply wearing a mans clothes, though they had no idea who David was. As Delilah tried to stand up, he would chuckle.
"Let me help!"
He would firmly plant a hand on Delilahs buttox and help push her to her feet before turning to throw a slice of win at the man he had hurled before, aiming this time to cut of his head. He hopped to his feet- too quickly. Getting dizzy, he would stumble back and- you guessed it, grab at Delilah as he fell. Should he miss, he would smash into a table, sending drinks into faces.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 14, 2012 23:00:23 GMT -8
She didn't realize it until after the fact, but she was FAIRLY CERTAIN she felt a hand cupping her ass, and as she turned around to punch the perpetrator (who appeared to be a Barker soldier) in the gut before landing a nasty elbow to his temple, never aware that it was David who had done so.
David was on his feet by the time she turned back around....and stumbled into Delilah. She went with it, pirouetting around as she grabbed him back around the waist before throwing him back into the crowd, thinking that this was what he wanted all along.
Mean while, she would aim a sharp back kick for soldier's crotch before turning around the rest of the way to send a palm strike straight for his nose, breaking it with a crunch. She would turn to see what David was doing half expecting to be rocketed into the stratosphere again.
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Post by David B. on Nov 14, 2012 23:05:41 GMT -8
David was floaaaating.... Well, technically, he was thrown into two barker dudes who went with him out the window, screaming as they were thrown into cars. He punched a soldier outside in the face, blood spraying everywhere, stepping on the nuts of another one laying at his feet. He laughed at the men whk ran in fright, his face red from all the booze.
It was at this moment he looked at what was clasped in his fist.
His...slipknot shirt?
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 14, 2012 23:22:02 GMT -8
"GODDAMMIT DAVID."
She hollered, throwing two more very surprised Barker soldier's after them, having noticed around the same time he did that she was VERY MUCH MISSING HER SHIRT.
"YOU WENT AND BLEW MY COVER! NOW THEY KNOW IT'S ME!!"
...and had yet to register the full implications of that. Although a simple glance downwards alleviated her of her ignorance.
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".....SHIT."
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Post by David B. on Nov 19, 2012 19:45:23 GMT -8
David stared as Delilah shouted, not hearing a word, eyes obviously NOT on her face.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 22, 2012 1:07:06 GMT -8
In her drunken stupor, she continued to stare down at herself for a moment, scowling. This, even in all the times she had lost clothing in the midst of a fight (which was surprisingly often, now that she thought about it) was probably the worst occurrence. Of ALL the times this had to happen, it was when she was assaulting a Barker compound.
With all the dignity of a cat that had just been unceremoniously thrown into a pool, stooped near the body of a fallen Barker soldier and cut part of the shirt off his body. She tied it around her chest deftly and strode quickly back to David, weaving slightly from side to side.
"I'think we got 'em all."She said in a chipper voice, CLEARLY pretending as if that never happened.
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Post by David B. on Nov 25, 2012 22:45:24 GMT -8
David was still holding a long unconcious Barker trooper, staring at obvious places as Delilah move about, bent over, cut the strips, and redressed herself. He looked up back to Delilah a full minute after she spoke.
"Wut?"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 25, 2012 22:53:16 GMT -8
She couldn't even help it. She slapped him across the face.
"LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE BEFORE THEY SEND MORE GUYS." She flailed slightly. "COVER IS BLOWN! EMERGENCY EVACUATION RECCOMENDED!!!"
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Post by David B. on Nov 25, 2012 23:00:27 GMT -8
David stumbled to the side after getting bitch slapped. He held the side of his face a moment, rubbing it as he came to his senses.
"They wont know its you... Your face is still hidden!"
He would turn at the sound of something...large heading their way.
Around the corner came troops.
Alot of troops.
A while lot of troops.
They shouted, and charged, lustful eyes on Delilah, and oaths of pain On their lips for David.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Nov 25, 2012 23:13:31 GMT -8
She opened her mouth to argue with David some more when the thunderous footsteps sounded from behind them. She turned, drawing her knives at last. Though she didn't really trust them in her shaky grip, she felt strangely confident with the steel in her hands. AND FOR THE HELL OF IT, she activated her Qi waiting for the onslaught to begin.
((OOC: SHORT POST IS SHORT))
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Post by David B. on Nov 26, 2012 13:45:04 GMT -8
David stuck out his arm to Delilah, a grin on his lips. If she took it he would spin, swinging her around and launching her at the soldiers. He would put his hands, palms out, so wind would slam into her feet and push her faster at them. Once complee he would jump into the truck of the soldier he had been clutching. Turning the key that was already in the ignition, he peeled out, spinning the car into a one eighty and flying back toward the girl.
Running ovet several of them, he would pull up next to Delilah, the door popping open.
"GET IN!"
Once she did he would proceed to run over several more as he drove through them and down the main street, swirving as he did so, laughing as well. He heard the sound of engines flying up behind them- it seemed they were being followed.
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