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Post by The Triplets on Jul 26, 2012 7:54:57 GMT -5
The dock was almost quiet. The people who worked here had headed home for an hour or two ago. Only the few on nightshift was still working, but it was not close to where Kaeira was. So the noise they made was only a muttered sound that blended with the sound of the water hitting the concrete keeping it in place. The silent was only interrupted by some tapping sounds from someone running, but it disappeared. The little girl was careful with not giving of any sound, though it was trivial. No one was around the warehouses at this time. Apparently she didn’t care that her effort was wasted, all that mattered was that she knew she was trying.
Well enough with sneaking around, it was time for some warehouse exploration!
She stopped on top of some boxes and looked over the countless warehouses, finding it almost impossible to decide which to pick. But with a quick eni-meni-miny-moe she picked out one and ventured forth. Jumping from one box to another and a little climbing she was hanging in one of the windows leading inside the warehouse. Opening the window was not of any trouble with some of the tools hidden in her teddy-shoulder bag.
She got down and didn’t wait to explore the inside of the property. But what she found inside was not what she expected. Behind some rows of boxes, she found cages hanging in large chains from the ceiling with people trapped inside, and there seemed to be a laboratory inside as well. It looked like something from a horror movie. “Jackpot!” the whispered to herself, and sneaked closer to all the equipment without checking if anyone was there. She was too excited to figure out what all this was to care.
It didn’t take too long before Kaeira got this odd feeling of being dizzy. It couldn’t be because of blood could it? She looked around to check, but couldn’t find any, though it seemed that the shadows was moving a little, but she just shook it off and everything seemed to turn to normal. She returned to her exploring deeply interested in knowing what was going on.
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Post by Scarecrow on Aug 11, 2012 7:27:32 GMT -5
Scarecrow was walking in his office one day. He had not hired any new goons; only the usual amount of two goons to accompany his research was present. Today Scarecrow was accompanied by Fright & Phobia, two suitable names for goons. Scarecrow slowly wandered around and whistled for himself while looking at some of his research notes. Fright stood at the windows into the lab and watched what was going on in there while Phobia sat behind the computer ready to write down what their master said. It was just another ordinary day at the job, nothing special going on.
Fright started staring intensively out of the window into the lab. ''Ehm. Boss… I think someone is walking around inside the lab.'' ''WHAT!?'' Scarecrow rushed towards the window to look. In the rush Scarecrow had dropped all the notes on the floor which Phobia immediately picked up and started putting in order. It wasn’t easy to see anything out in the lab, the small fog of gas, all the hay and all the lab equipment didn’t make it easy to spot any intruders. But there it was, a small figure walking eagerly around and investigating the place like it was some sort of amusement park. Well amusement was going to be given, Scarecrow had a little ''show'' up his sleeve, only waiting for the poor little fella’ to see it. ''Fright, Phobia, go welcome our guest'' Fright instantly drew his pistol and loaded it; Phobia was a bit clumsy and dropped all the notes on the floor and panicked. He quickly grabbed the gun and loaded it and then started following Fright out the doors to surprise the guest while Scarecrow could go find the stuff he needed.
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Post by The Triplets on Aug 11, 2012 11:44:48 GMT -5
Her eyes wandered across the equipment, but noting seemed to give away what it was, so she turned to some papers still lying around. She eagerly started to skim through the notes. They were advanced and not for some college kids books, but not the biggest trouble for the Kaeira. Well the note’s she usually was giving was not of this kind, but Illona didn’t often spend too much time working with drugs. It seemed like some hallucinogen, but she wasn’t quite sure for what yet. She did intend to find out what it was!
She dug into the papers, not reading them through but finding trying to find something more important. She found one with little sketches on it and descriptions of some gas.
She turned to look at the cages again, seeing that the people in them didn’t seem to be present. Their eyes was wide open, some drooled, seemingly not able to close their jaw. They seemed terrified. Really… Terrified… It was so cool! Why didn’t she have a place like this?! This was absolutely perfect! Except… Someone was sneaking up on her.
With no warning she was off, jumping up on a box, still with some notes in her hand, hiding behind some of the boxes. One thing she knew was that if she was getting caught inside here, she was going to get in trouble. Well if the guards didn’t stay conscious she would be fine. She just had to get to a better position.
Once again she started running, not making a lot of sounds as her feet hit the ground. She found a spot not far away from one of the two people, and with a little planing, she was up on a box and jumped down with both feet aiming at his head. The minute she hit something she was off to find a hiding place again. Giggling as she disappeared.
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Post by Scarecrow on Aug 20, 2012 13:39:39 GMT -5
Scarecrow looked through his stuff. What should he pick, take a gun and kill this intruder? Gas him? Inject him with the fear toxin? Or maybe slice him up with his scythe? Choices, choices, it is so hard to choose. Scarecrow heard the head of one of his henchmen hitting the ground followed by a small giggle.
That sounded like a little girl. Why would a little girl infiltrate the crow’s nest? Is she crazy?! Well at least it would be fun to have a little talk with her; she didn’t seem scared by the nest which seemed rather weird to Scarecrow. He picked up his scythe and turned towards the windows in the office only to see Phobia hitting the ground. Scarecrow took a seat behind the desk and put his scythe across his lap. Scarecrow figured that this little girl would be properly investigating the office now that she knows that it exists.
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Post by The Triplets on Aug 26, 2012 11:39:46 GMT -5
Carefully the little creature looked out from one of the boxes, stepping silently away from it. Then something hard hit the back of her head, and she fell to her knees. With a painful gasp she grabbed the back of her head, and then a click from a gun being loaded could be heard behind her.
Her hands pressed against the floor and she pushed herself backwards, the same second the trigger was hit. The gun shot hit the ground in front of her. She looked up, finding herself just behind her attacker and didn’t hesitate with kicking the hallow of his knee. He fell down on one knee, then grabbed behind him, getting a hold of the little girl. He dragged her in front of him, pulling her up and smashing her head into the ground.
In a second her legs wrapped around his neck, pressing tightly together, though finding it difficult as her head was bashed into the ground again. Still she stubbornly kept his head locked between her small legs, while she tried getting his hands of her. Once again her head was smashed hard into the ground, and for a second she lost her consciousness. Her legs unwrapped and fell to the ground, and Fright loaded his gun again.
Kick a food to his face the guy fell to the ground.
She got up again, brushing her dress free of dust and hay, before she grabbed the gun and the notes she had lost. She then wandered into middle where the small lab had been set up. There she dropped the gun and left the notes, before grapping the back of her head. ”Ouch…”
Her eyes wandered around the warehouse, trying to find out where the hell the two came from. Slowly she started wonder around, finding the door fairly quickly.
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Post by Scarecrow on Sept 25, 2012 1:55:44 GMT -5
Scarecrow had sat down in his office chair and had been watching as she took out his goons. He was quite surprised that she could keep her calm in this environment and that she could take out two goons whom both were twice her size. Oh well, even Scarecrow himself was smaller than his goons by none of them dared laying a hand upon him.
He sat comfortably in his chair, wandering what he should do. Sit and wait for the small person to actually find the office? No. the chances of her just walking away because it seemed to dull was too great. But she seemed as a curious little girl so possibly she would find it? Hmm, there had to be no risks, she wasn’t allowed to live to tell anyone about the Crow’s Nest. Thinking she was the curious kind of child, Scarecrow smashed all the books, glass, papers and everything which was placed on his desk and shoved it to the ground making a hysterical loud sound. As the sound had been made he quickly rushed back in the shadows, still sitting comfortably on the chair with the scythe across his lap.
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Post by The Triplets on Sept 27, 2012 1:22:31 GMT -5
As things rambled onto the floor, Kaeira couldn't help but to want to look inside, though it obviousky was a trap. Because someone hidding that well wouldn't make this much noise all of the sudden. But she had to see, she had to find out who it was on the other side of the door. So with slow stepps she neared the door, gently pushing it open, ready to evade any kind of danger that might appear. But the room was seemingly empty, and as she continued in side, she was standing alone.
Papers, books, vials, pens was scattered across the floor, starting from the side of the desk. Curious as she were she found herself bending down, grabbing some of the paper sanding at the mid of the desk, looking out the window to the lab. Her weird colored eyes turned towards the paper, finally finding some thing of interest. Then it hit her; Scarecrow! Shortly followed by a red light blinking inside her telling her to run for cover. Surely it was not popular that she was standing in his lab, reading his notes, knowing the exsistance of the place.
"Oh-oh..." she mumbled to herself, trying to get her legs to move, but curiosity had taken its hold. She wanted to know more about the fear gas and in general just meet a minor idol of hers, the master of fear, the one and only Scarecrow.
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Post by Scarecrow on Nov 5, 2012 4:35:18 GMT -5
Scarecrow sat in the chair and watched the little girl coming closer to his position. He knew the urge of investigating would consume the little curious girl. But what did she want, she didn’t seem scared at all and his two useless goons. A wide smile spread across his lips as she slowly entered the office, Scarecrow didn’t make a move. He needed a window of opportunity to catch her by surprise.
The girl was looking at the things he had thrown on the floor. She grabbed some of the notes which lay on the floor and started looking at it. Her gaze upon the notes changed as if she realized what was going on and where she was. This was his opportunity! While she was still paralyzed by the fear of realizing where she was, Scarecrow quickly made a move. His left hand grabbed towards her throat, the scythe which was gently placed across his lap fell to the ground and made a clinging noise. He pointed the needles upon his right hand towards the face of the girl in a threat and said in a cold and hissing voice. ''I got you know, little piglet!''
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Post by The Triplets on Nov 5, 2012 12:04:02 GMT -5
She was about to turn as noises came from behind her, but all it turned to was a half step back before she was grabbed by the throat, and five needles pointed dangerously close to her face. Her body’s first natural counter reaction was to grab the hand tightening around her neck, trying to rip it off. This was possibly the worse time to have a tiny neck, as Scarecrow wasn’t that fare from grabbing all the way around
She grabbed the hand responsible for pointing needles at her face, trying to push it away not really wanting to get stabbed with them. She giggled weakly, calculating the situation and trying to find a good attack point, if it should resolve to that.
”Looks like you are right Mister” she replied in what little cocky tone she could manage. Probably not the best idea, but no reason to lessen the fun just because you was caught, actually it was best doing just the opposite. ”You should really train your goons or get some better ones, you current sucks” she smiled widely though feeling a little low on air.
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