Come do a soap with Dark and Zane
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Thread Topic: Come do a soap with Dark and Zane
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Ollie pulled out a knife, mouthing "Shall I?" aiming at The man's back.
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late post sorry)
Ollie pulled out a knife aiming at the man's head
"Let her go." He asked, rather calmly. -
Beatrix hadn't expected the stranger to get behind her, nor did she want his hands to be touching her at all. "Well, you seem to know my name, isn't it polite of a man to share his name?" She tried to yank her arms away, and found that she couldn't. She never was good with human contact. Now angered, she shouted, "Ollie, si vous aviez reste la, je serais bien. Je vous jure, je vais couper votre tete!"
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Landon rolled his eyes at the two. "Quit talking in that weird language, whatever it is." He tightened his grip on the girl. He narrowed his eyes at the boy. "Drop the knife and I won't hurt her." He pulled a pistol out of his pocket, placing the end of it against the side of the girl's head. "Throw it and I shoot."
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"Eh bien, je ne peux pas obtenir le reste avec vous dans la voie !" Ollie grumbled and jumped behind the man, kicking him in his privates.
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Landon laughed softly, and turned around, turning the girl with him. "I kinda planned for that. Padding, my friend." He hummed and put his finger on the trigger of the gun.
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Ollie dropped the knife and put his hands up.
"No weapons. See? I was a man and put my knife down, now you be a man and put that gun down." Ollie said, secretly having a tranq in his sleeve. -
Landon dropped the gun, but quickly put his right hand around the sleeve that had the tranq, keeping one hand tightly around Beatrix's arm. Dragging them alone towards his black van, he hummed.
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Ollie came tried to break out, but it was no use
Damn! Iron grip. There must be some way out of here! Ollie thought. -
(haven't you ever heard of French Landon
or google translate
*shakes head*)
"It's called French, you idiot." Beatrix winced as he tightened his grip, closing one of her eyes. "You must be from that one gang.. What's the name, Salvador? Ohhh, no. Salvation. What's it like over there, huh? Bet you're all gay a--holes, seeing as how you have no females like me around there." The redhead clicked her tongue as the gun was put to her head, and she wasn't surprised when Ollie tried to kick the guy in his privates. Whoever he was, he was well prepared. "Desole, mon cher Ollie. Ne sais pas qui me etant retenu contre ma volonte serait troubler votre objectif."
She watched the two with a slight interest, wondering what Ollie and the man's intentions were. She gladly let herself get dragged, not sure if she was mad at Ollie more or both. "Ollie, je pense que nous sommes foutus.." -
"Non, mon ami, ce est bien. Nous sommes dans le mme bateau Beatrix. Nous avons besoin d' un plan d'vacuation." Ollie said trying to get free still.
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(He's too lazy for that~)
Landon practically skipped to the car. The back of the vans' doors opened, four men stranded there armed with pistols, waiting for the hostages. "I got them~" Landon sang, ignoring the girl's rude comments. He lifted the two up, and two of the men grabbed the girl, the other two grabbing the boy. Landon climbed into the back and closed the doors. The man trying the van started the van and floored it. -
Ollie sat in silence. Then he signaled Beatrix to put on her installed mask for emergencies. He activated his, then pressed a secret button on his sleeve. A microscopic canister popped out, releasing a toxic gas.
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Landon sat in the corner of the van alone, resting. He opened his eyes when all the men were laughing at something. The men were all pointing at what looked to be a toxic gas. One of the men, Hank, turned to look down at Landon. "These kids think we aren't prepared for their dumb tricks."
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(me too xD)
Beatrix didn't bother to pay attention to what Ollie said (though it was funny to see Landon get frustrated with their secret talking). She grunted as she was lifted and put into a different man's hold. Her eyes locked on her friend as he made an odd movement. She realized what he was saying, but she was a little panicked. All of her gear was in her car. She looked at the men who were laughing. Upset, she said, "I dunno about you, but I'm not ready to die. Our tricks are deadly." By our, she meant Ollie, of course.
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