Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 3:58:05 PM)
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Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 3:59:02 PM)
[Sorry, just had to update the Cap I put on the Giovanni]
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 3:59:26 PM)
[Ok I shall start]
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:03:49 PM)
Carla was dragged off to an area in the factory where she was torn from her clothes, shoved up against a tiled wall, and hosed down, the water having such force she almost fell several times. As it was, her limbs were tired from the fight with that poor woman she'd murdered and it was likely weighing on the ghouls mind that somewhere out there there were two little boys who would never again see their mother.
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:07:18 PM)
*As she struggled to stand under the pressure of the water, she slipped several times, tumbling to the ground far less elegantly than anyone would have hoped. The advantage of this hosing however was enough to hide the silent tears that fell down her cheeks. Each time she was knocked down, she would slowly pull herself to her feet once more, aching was not the word to discribe her though. Exhausted was more the word*
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:09:19 PM)
Once Carla was a little more then a sopping wet mess, she was tossed a large towel, its terricloth material crusty from lack of wash. The ghoul would then be taken to another room where she was given clothes, these at least were fresh and actually smelled quite nice. The dress was long, black velvet with long sleeves. The neck was high, like a turtleneck but over all the dress was quite nice. Stockings and knee high boots were also handed over, this all a bit of a surprise given the circumstances. "Shes waiting for you so hurry the fuck up." The gruff, nasel like voice from the nosferatu who watched her echoed in the empty room.
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:13:12 PM)
*She glanced at the clothing with a wrinkled nose. Nice they may have been but certainly not Carla's style. As the Nossie growled in his gruff tone, her eyes slid to it, toweling off her hair* "I sure, if she wants to see me that badly she can fuckin' wait..." *Her eyes narrowing as she spoke. She pulled the stockings on, followed by the boots and finally the dress. She ran her hands through her hair a few more times, watching the Nossie in the corner of her eyes, attempting to hide her fear and sickness as she did so*
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:18:26 PM)
The nosferatu chomped on a big wad of gum as he waited, his lips smacking together noisily, the sound of bubbles bursting sharply occasionally. Once Carla was finished, he gave a whistle and Damain appeared moments later, the huge black fellow escorting her to another area in the factory, one of his hands completely encompassing one of Carlas bicep easily. The nosferatu led the way, walking a couple feet ahead of them as they walked along the metal gurneys that hung above the factory floor. "You was right, Damain. She got nice tits." The nosferatu began talking to his packmate. "Color of her pubs werent the same though. You owe me $10."
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:25:25 PM)
*She glarred at the two of them as they spoke, her eyes lingering on the Nossie* You really thought my pubes were pink? *Her eyes moving to Damien* You really are a retard ain't ya darlin... *She attempted to pull her arm from his grip as she grit her teeth* And I ain't no fuckin' child, l can damn well walk my fuckin self... *As they went, she glanced around, attempting to remember all she could about the location she was in, looking for possible exits she could use to escape*
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:30:11 PM)
Eventually, on the other side of the factory, they reached what appeared to once be the offices of this old building, the nosferatu pushing the door open. Carla was quickly shoved in after him, Damain following behind the ghoul. The room itself was rather plain, some old rickitty furnishings remained from the factorys hayday though there wasnt much. It smelled stall in here, the aroma everywhere throughout the building but worse in this smaller area. Echo sat upon the corner of a desk, her legs crossed at the ankle as she looked Carla over. "Shes a cocky bitch, Grand Mistress. I think you should just shoot her in the head and be done with it." Damain quipped in before silencing when Echo raised her hand for him to do so. The womans unnatural eyes scanned Carla for a moment before she spoke. "Well, you look much better then earlier, Carla. Im glad the clothes fit.."
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:34:40 PM)
*She glanced between Damian and Echo, a chill running down her spine as she looked back to the female* Really? I feel like some fucking matron, all I need is my hair in a bun and some glasses and we'll be A-fucking-way... *She brushed herself down a little, wrinkling her nose slightly, her eyes moving to Damien* I think your pets a bit pissed my pubes aren't pink.... Bless his cotton socks, think he's a little.... confused... *She canted her head slightly as she watched the big black guy* Havin' a blonde moment hmm?
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:39:34 PM)
Echo motioned for the two other cainites to leave, the nosferatu the only one hesitating. "Its fine, Monk." Reassuring him before he obeyed. As they left the room, the redhead gave a slight smile. "Damain was never very bright. He was a slave you know. The stories that man could tell you..." The Priscus pushed off the corner of the desk, strolling toward Carla. "But I'd rather hear the stories you could tell me. Say.... about your Prince."
Delirious. (Dec 31, 2010 4:39:55 PM)
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Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:42:05 PM)
*She listened to her words, nodding her head as a smile crossed her lips and slowly, a chuckle came from her lips* Really? You wanna know about the old guy? *She moistened her lips, chuckling again* Sorry Darlin'.. I ain't saying nothing. *She watched the woman closely as she approached, leaning her wait to one side*
Echo (Dec 31, 2010 4:42:19 PM)
[brb son just woke up]
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 4:42:25 PM)
(kk hun)
Echo (Dec 31, 2010 5:01:15 PM)
"Nothing hmm? Shame really. I thought you wanted to go back to your darling Eddie but no matter, he'll be dead soon enough. Probably let the sun take him mourning the loss of his beloved Carla. Its truely a touching sight to see a man cry." Shrugging her shoulders. "He depended on you so much." Echo walked over to the window which looked out onto the factory floor, watching her packmates scurry around below as they entertained themselves while waiting for their mistress.
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 5:06:45 PM)
*She glared as she watched him, her nostril's flaring* If you think you can get to me that way you got another thing Comin.... Eddie wont stop until he's fucked you and your Pack of riff raff out the city.... weather I'm alive or not. I love him, yeah... with all my heart, but I also know how this shit works. I tell you want you wanna know and you kill me.... I'd rather die silent. *She shrugged her shoulders following her gaze before moistening her lips as she frowned* And.. You have the Senchenal.... why not ask him? Or has Demon's foolish streak rubbed off on you...?
Echo (Dec 31, 2010 5:08:13 PM)
[hon I have to go, hes not in a good mood, screaming blue murder. sorry.]
Carla Martinez (Dec 31, 2010 5:08:29 PM)
=( Ok hun
Echo (Dec 31, 2010 5:08:32 PM)
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