Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:03:55 PM)
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'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:05:02 PM)
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Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:08:34 PM)
*Deacon's land was well outside the city, and well out of screaming distance for any help. She had enraged the beast that night. Now, for the sake of continuity, it is the night after. She found herself waking up in a barn. One not in perfect condition, but safe from the elements. With a man roughly, cutting the lashings around her ankles, but, not her hands. Standing, she saw a sillouhette standing over her. Dressed in jeans and a tank top, with an authentic western hat, one several times her own age itself. She saw the red ember of his cigarillo between his teeth as he looked down at her*

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:11:11 PM)
*She was terrified, to be sure. She wouldn't stand unless you pulled her up, and then stood there with this "what is going to happen next, don't kill me" look on her face. Not so big and smug with out her gun. This had gotten way out of hand and now she was simply wishing she'd been caught by the cops*

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:14:24 PM)
You know your life, would have gone alot smoother, if you had just listend from the start girly... I bandaged up your wound, would have sat with you in the room afew. Talked, and left. But no, you pulled a gun on me, and threatend to shoot me, more than once. *He slipped a slightly work roughend hand up along your throat and the touch was gentle, until he growled and pushed you back against the wall* An then you have the audacity, to threaten the man who saved your ass, of wanting to rape you.

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:17:21 PM)
(wound?)

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:21:08 PM)
*she wouldn't be able to talk. What she was thinking is that she lost her freedom the moment she went with you, and that she should have shot you when she had the chance and not been chicken. Remember you wouldn't let her go from the start. But now, she was just hoping you would kill her quickly*

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:21:12 PM)
(when she got shot in the leg. or grazed, remember, he put a bandage on it... and it has a real one on it now)

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:22:55 PM)
*He growled* Little girl, you better start talking fast, cause where Im from, threatening to shoot a man in the back, will get your ass shot for real. *He loosend his grip on your throat slightly, looking at her in the near darkness. A small plume of smoke raising up around him*

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:29:20 PM)
(sorry zack loves to call over and over on his lunch break and ask me to do stuff. *huffs* lol.)

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:29:38 PM)
(hehe)

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:30:17 PM)
let go of me please, im, im *she was shaking* sorry I pointed a gun at you, you scared me.

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:33:07 PM)
I was trying to help you, and you accuse me of wanting to rape you, and threaten to shoot me. You think a piddly little apology like that will make me forgive and forget. *He growled deeply, pressing you tight to the wall, his eyes moving down over her torn clothing* You know, you are lucky little girl, that I haven't done what you accused me of wanting to do, just to spite you.

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:34:46 PM)
it feels like you are *she started to cry* if your sorry then let me go and proove I was wrong.

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:37:05 PM)
How do I know, that you, arent gonna go running right to the cops and bring them back here. *He pushed away from you and rolled his powerfully muscled shoulders, taking the hat off and pacing infront of you slowly. He flashed white pearly teeth in the darkness, and flung the hat to catch a nail and hang there.* An how are you going to prove to me that your really sorry, and not, just saying things to save your little life

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:41:16 PM)
*She looked wounded and shook her head* you dont.. *she looked over to her left like she was looking for a path to run for*

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 1:49:49 PM)
You can try and run, but, id catch you before you made it even out of the yard.... I suppose, if you really want to be let go... You can owe me little girl, information whenever I need it.... An I will take you out of here, the same way you came in.

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:56:52 PM)
(ok i've decided Deacon is only going to scare the shit out of pocket. I'm leaning towards the lasombra now)

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:56:59 PM)
(going to only scare....)

'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 1:57:19 PM)
*she nodded* ok i swear, anything

Deacon McCarthy (Jul 25, 2011 2:11:34 PM)
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'Pocket Mouse' (Jul 25, 2011 2:15:15 PM)
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