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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by Kain The Slain:
12/18/2015 5:53:23 PM
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[i][u]NYC Manhattan 5:45 am
Samantha Sinclair[/u][/i]
[b]Sam had walked up the stairs of a parking garage up to the top level. She stood on the edge of the roof after looksng around taking in the view she took a few steps back and took a running start then jumped over to the roof of the next building. After jumpng across a few different roof tops she stopped over an alley way then jumped down and leaned against the wall. Hidden from view she waited for her next victim to pass by
Sam thought to herself.
[i]"This will make what? 30 kills this week? 40? I lost count. Police still haven't found me so that's a plus although I do so love a good chase."[/i]
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[i] He steps back, looking into her eyes with a smile.[/i] "Yeah?"
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"Yeah. I'm okay"
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[i] He grins.[/i] "good."
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[b]she sits down on the edge of the roof[/b]
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[i] He stands behind her. [/i] "If you ever need something Sam, just shout."
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"Alright"
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[i] He steps off the roof, and halfway down to the ground he dissapears.[/i]
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[b]A boy, no older than 15, walks by your hiding place. Whistling can be heard, as well as muttering.[/b]
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[b]she silently stands and draws her trench knife[/b]
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"Tch tch tch... Can't believe he stopped me earlier... Stupid boy intervening and whatnot... Vigilantes are so overrated and useless..."
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[b]she silently creeps towards him[/b]
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"... Ah but you wouldn't know what that's like would you sam? No one interrupting your kills this week? So very annoying, trust me..." [b]The whistling was a blade in his left hand that he was spinning around incredibly fast. He stops and you see a spider design etched into the blade.[/b] "...and you have a sister who doesn't care about what you do... So very lucky."
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"How do you know all of this?" [b]she says in her normal soothing voice with burning ferocity behind it[/b]
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"Tch tch, now now, how would anyone know this? Darling, I'm a mind reader, and a good one at that, actually the only one... But other than that i see another killer... Right in front of me" [b]He eyes your blade and flicks his eyes to yours.[/b]
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"Interesting."
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"Indeed, so i see you met the boy that spoiled my fun earlier... What a drag... You have interesting work by the way..."
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"If you enjoy your job you never work a day in your life and I greatly enjoy my job"
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"And i have never worked at all." [b]He smiles and sends images of his victims in your mind. Bloody and mutilated.[/b] "Pure joy, and i've already seen your work... Pretty amazing."
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"Practice makes perfect. And to think if it weren't for my father I'd never be having this much fun"
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"Yes family was the reason i killed as well, 20 years passed by, And i don't look a day past 15"
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"My looks help me get what I want. Men are so easy to manipulate if you've got the body of a goddess"
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"Thats true, though not for every man... I mainly use my... Skills against them. Fairly easy to kill with my training as well..."
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"My training help too"
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"Hmm, i would guess so, your a fun person. It's... Admirable"
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"Oh?"
