Soap
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CamilaFan1997 NewbieGood.
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Brielle hummed as she danced around the room happily her dress following her odd movements there were two sharp knocks at the door and then it opened. The thin boy stopped and stood waiting for her to stop. She turned to him clicking her shoes together on the turn, she bounced slightly when she stopped still trying to burn energy. "Yes, Maxwell."
"You told me to tell you when people were arriving well they are, you're uncle just pulled up and more people are in tow. " she made a high pitch noise and ran out of the room and down the hall to where you could see out front, she smiled happily and turned running down the stairs. She ran at him and hugged him tightly and he chuckled softly.
"Someone's excited today." his voice was soft as always and he patted her head when she let go.
"Where's my brother. " her aunt spoke sharply her eyes glaring deep into Brielle. Her aunts long blonde hair was perfect, as usual, her sharp features assisted her eyes and she had a beauty mark under her left eye. She was stunning and looking perfect like most of the family, her carbon copied daughter followed behind her.
Brielle pointed towards the door of her father's study and her aunt nodded, she assumed that her aunt we going to walk away to cuss out her father but she didn't. She grabbed Brielle by the shoulder and turned her around and flipped her hair over Brielle's shoulder. She dug the warm heel of her hand into Brielle's bare back cracking T10-1 forcing her to stand straighter. She put the hair back in its correct spot and took a clip out of her hair and used it to pull the hair out of her face. "Go, don't embarrass us. " She said and walked towards her father's study her daughter in tow, her uncle patted her head and and followed. She smiled and ran off to where the party was and after a few minutes her ain't walked in obviously upset but still stone like her cousin and I vow following. Her father walked in a bit after, he looked over at Brielle and then looked away and walked off. -
Dalton nodded along as one of his friends, Simon, spoke to him explaining about how their rivals were throwing some big party apparently which had caught his attention. The two groups never got along, and were on opposites ends of the line in a sense. His group, or as he loves to refer to them as, his family, mostly consisted of thieves and such. They weren't afraid to wet their hands and get dirty either, just like him.
"So Simon, you wouldn't have brought this up without a reason." Dalton started, "what is it?"
"Well sir-" Dalton held his hand up to stop him. "Dalton, sorry. But I was thinking, who don't we pay them a visit?" Simon said to him. Dalton thought about it, and smirked slightly before nodding.
"Good idea, my brother." he replied back. "But we will need a plan, for one. Collect Tony, Abby, and Charlotte. Bring them to the meeting room immediately." he ordered, and Simon left to get the three others. -
Brielle moved around the hall slowly as it slowly filled up with more people. She felt someone grab her hand and she jumped slightly and turned around, "You know he already saw you, why are you hiding?" Mac, a member of their group, asked his accent thick in his voice.
"You could be nice and say you couldn't find me." He looked at her in udder disbelief,
"You- Are you listening to yourself? Come on." He said with a sigh and let him lead her to her father. She puffed her cheeks and sighed when he shoved her towards her father discreetly and then went to stand with his father.
Normally she would have stood up straighter to speak with her father but with the slight deformity due to her aunt, this was impossible. She shifted to stand beside him and held her hands in front of her body and bounced slightly involuntarily. "Stop it." He said making her freeze.
"These are mostly people from the group." She mumbled and instantly regretted it and she could feel the cold glare on her head.
"These are the people you're going to spend the rest of your life around maybe you should know more than ten of them. Beside the was a ridiculous idea, be happy I did anything at all." He let out a small sigh and rubbed his temples for a moment, "We don't know everybody, be close to someone that can fix your mistakes at all times." She looked over at him and then at the room.
"O-Of course." He smacked the back of her head somewhat gently.
"And stop bouncing around like a f---ing idiot, act like you're one of us for a few goddamn hours." She nodded slightly and walked away. -
Dalton had been in the room for five minutes when in walked his friends Simon, tony, charlotte, and abigail. The closest ones to him in the group. They all gathered around a table in the middle staring to him. "Simon here earlier offered a great idea for us." he began, looking between them all before continuing. "He knows that our rivals, as you know who, that they are throwing some party tonight. And gave the smart idea to, lets say, make an appearance at it ourselves. But we do need a plan or we will get nowhere." he said standing and opening a chest from under the table. "In here are a few suits and dresses that seem well enough to get us through and inside. That's the hard part." he continued to say his plan to them.
In the end they agreed to help him and all changed into either a suit or a dress themselves, and all met up in the garage where Dalton had his vehicle in wait for them to take them all there. -
It's kinda short..))
Brielle walked as far away from her father as she could manage, she stopped against a wall and took a breath. She closed her eyes and lifted her head to the sky for a moment taking a deep breath, she could smell all the food cooking or being served along with the slight smell of alcohol being poured for the guests. She listened to the soft voices speaking in their quiet conversations and the music being played fluttered around the room softly. She let out her breath and looked around the room.She took a step off the wall and started moving around to the sounds of the music but not in a very obvious way. -
Dalton and his small group went over their plan a few more times along the drive to where the parry would be held at. He himself had a handgun hidden within his suit, along with all else with him. Just in case it was needed. Soon the vehicle came to a sudden stop, and the exited the vehicle, taking in the building that was their location.
"Lets go." he spoke, leading them to the place, managing to get by and in up to the doors as well. The amount of people here was helpful with keeping undetected as well.
"Lets find the man. Split up." he ordered quietly, and they all welt their different ways in search of the man in charge. -
Brielle moved around softly, she paused when she saw August (Mac's father) standing next to each other with Mac near by. She sighed lightly, being paranoid as always. August and her father never relaxed, they were always off about something but nothing ever happened, she was use to it but Mac was turning into a mini-August and it was disappointing to say the least. She shrugged it off not really bothering to worry about it.
She glanced around and didn't spot anyone that would tell on her so she grabbed a glass of wine. -
Dalton blended in well among the guests here, as he kept his eyes open for his target basically. He knew what he man looked like, yes. Wow wouldn't after all? He was sipping from some glass he had grabbed with whatever inside of it as he caught sight of the man he had been searching for. Placing the glass down he made his way towards him, placing his hand on his pistol underneath his suit as well as he approached him.
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Brielle took a large drink from the glass, she danced slightly trying not to draw attention to herself. The light pink liquid sloshed around in her cup as she moved around. She tripped over her feet a bit and stumbled into someone, she blushed a bright red and smiled and said a quick apology. She turned away and lifted the drink to her mouth and started to drink as she started to walk away.
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Was trying to think of a response)
Dalton pulled out his pistol and aimed it to the man once he had turned towards him
Dalton had a smirk on his face as he stared into the mans eyes, curiously to see what he would do. Soon his small group was around them and aiming out into the crowd as well with theirs out too. "Its so nice to meet you, my friend." Dalton spoke to him. -
A stillness flooded over the room as shock ran out through it and then the members of their group were instantly made clear as panic stumbled through those that weren't familiar with the metal weapons. Brielle looked over at her father and upon seeing the metal glint in the light her glass slipped out of her hand and smashed against the floor. She hand shook and her eyes were huge, a calm racked through her body but energy zipped through all the same. Her body moved before her mind started processing her actions, "Dad!" her voice higher than intended. Panic flooded through Macs eyes and unlike his father he was unable to hide it, Mac and August still stood close to her father although she was sure it wouldn't help. She felt arms grab her and pull her, she looked up at her aunt who had grabbed her to keep her away from the people with guns. She threw her weight into her movement easily breaking the woman's hold. "What the hell do you think you're doing? " she yelled walking towards the group but only focusing on the obvious leader, "There are innocent people here who don't deserve to be caught in this meaningless display of measuring d-"
"Brielle. " her father's voice echoed loudly and he glared at her which made her realize what she'd done, she was standing in front of a lady holding a gun. She looked at the lady and then her father and narrowed her eyes slightly, "That's enough out of you." his voice spoke like a growl. Her clicked her tongue making a 'tsk' noise and she looked away. She heard a quiet 'see puppy dogs don't stand a chance with the wolves' she recognized the voice and looked down but off to the side, she heard a few more degrading comments from the people around her that made her shrink a bit.
"We don't really like party crashers it's kind of rude although I understand why you wouldn't get it." her father spoke calmly to the man and nicer than she could ever remember him speaking to her. "If you want something you're going to have to wait, we are busy. " -
Dalton let out a low laugh as he kept his aim on the man, glancing towards the one who had recently been yelling out for a moment before his gaze returned to the man again. "You see, we don't have much patience, so we are not going to wait." he began, smirking slightly as he eyed the man. "Listen here, I am in charge now, and you should remember that. I may as well bring hell with me, because I will take it anything that's in my path to get what I want. We easily got in here, it was simple. Just think...what all we could do here right now?" he asked, looking around to those in the crowd that he could see, still aiming.
"We don't want a bloodbath in here, do we?" he heard Tony say from his left side some. -
Brielle looked at as the man talked, she looked at her father who looked at her and smiled, her eyes widened and she took a half step back, scared of her father's smile. Her hands shook as he started speaking, "Look I don't know what you thought you were doing when you walked in here but this much blood would be quite troublesome to clean up. So how about this, my loud daughter." he gestured towards Brielle, "While every once in a blue moon she yells you give her a look and she shuts up." she moved back a bit, scared, "You can take her, do whatever you want with her I don't care. Just leave us." he spoke calmly not a care in his voice. She looked over at Mac who was looking down at the floor and his father seemed to not be paging attention at this point. She let out a long shaky breath knowing that no one would help her.
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