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 Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:10 pm
"You're right." The Professor said. He knew full well that Him never left a job undone. He thought for a long moment, watching the poor crying thing. He wanted to help. His daughters never really needed his help--at least not like this. It was a bit heartbreaking.
"You can stay with me," he said slowly, before turning to her parents. "Or at least in a hotel for the night. I'll call...well, I'll make some calls and see what I can do."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 1:30 pm
Lars was completely bored. he stood on the tip of the skyscraper still, gazing into the night sky. he was thinking about Justin, and how he wanted him dead. he also remembered the early days. no one else knows this, but, as kids, Justin and Lars were good friends. however, over time, Lars became the ice blooded killer he is today.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 2:05 pm
Charlotte and Drew couldn't think of any reason why anyone would want to hurt their daughter. She had always been perfect.
"I don't want a hotel. I want to feel safe," Angelica murmered, eyes downcast.
Drew went over to hug his daughter. "Whatever you want, princess," he whispered.
"Professor, would you mind taking her for the night?" Charlotte asked.
Angelica turned her baby blues onto him. "Please?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 2:12 pm
Him stood below Lars on the skyscraper. He was fasicinated by the Splicer.
"Nice night, isn't it?" he said in his falsetto. He didn't care if he had startled the boy. Him had come for business. And he intended to make a rather nasty deal.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 2:44 pm
Blossom thundered down the stairs, still bleeding with her dress in shreds.
"Of course we'll take her." The Professor said. Blossom frowned, but kept walking towards him. She wasn't sure what was going on, but Angel looked...not terrified, or scared even. Almost embarrassed. Blossom furrowed her brow, thinking hard as she came forward and laid a hand on her father's shoulder.
"Where will she stay?" She asked, knowing that no matter how much she didn't like it, Angel's staying with them would be best for her well being. Even she, the conniving snake she was, didn't deserve this.
"In your room." The Professor seemed aware of her discomfort, but didn't say another word. Blossom understood that this would simply be how it was.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 3:22 pm
Bubbles knew how horride that would be for her sister so she said "No she can stay in my room....." she knew that stament wouldn't change the professers mind though....
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 4:05 pm
"No." Blossom said with a sigh. She and Buttercup shared a room, as the Professor had said that Bubbles deserved her own so she could get some "growing up" space. Two of them would be better protection.
"She can stay with Buttercup and I. She has to. It's the safest option for all of us." Weather I like it or not, she added to herself.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 4:35 pm
Bubbles nodded and said to her softly "i have alot of space if you do not want to be near her Blossum."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 5:36 pm
Angelica wrapped her arms around the Professor. "Thank you."
She got up and hugged Bubbles, too. She offered a hand to Blossom. She gave an innocent smile. "Thanks." She wasn't sure how Buttercup would react, but she offered a hand to her as well.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 6:26 pm
Lars looked down at Him, then shrugged. "meh. I'd rather have the smell of blood in the air. anyway, I know you're here to make some kinda deal with me. I've heard of you, and how you operate. we're two of a kind in a sense, except I'm the only one of us who wears men's clothes. so, what's your deal, and what do I get out of it?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 6:52 pm
Him ignored the crack about his clothes. "You remember that little blonde with my lipstick all over her face?" he began. "I want to make her as miserable as possible... Care to hear an offer?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:05 pm
Lars nodded. "just name it. as long as I get to cause pain." he told Him.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:12 pm
Him gave the young man a sadistic smile. "The next time she comes home from school, I think the massacre of her parents might be a nice surprise... If you're there when she comes home, you can do something particularly repulsive to her. But," he drew a breath. "Don't kill her, or leave a scar on that pretty little body of hers... Money is of no question. And if I like what you've done, I'll even give you a tip."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:17 pm
Blossom took Angel's hand and gave it a firm shake. She raised a hand to her face to wipe away the gummy blood and shook it to the ground.
"Uhg. Professor, could I get some of that?" Blossom asked, gesturing at the goo still in his hands. He nodded and walked with careful, measured strides across the room despite the obvious distress in his eyes. He applied the substance with love and care, gently cleaning the wound with antiseptic and Blossom hissed at the burning pain.
"What happened?" He asked, his voice tired and heavy. Blossom pulled out a chair, sitting and letting out a long sigh.
"He got away, of course. He's...not stronger. Not more powerful. I'm...I don't know. Something's changed, but I don't know what it is." Blossom rubbed her forehead and ran her nimble fingers through her hair, unsure of how this would end up for all of them.
"Do you need me to call? I can still get that stuff from the old lab, y'know. It's not to late, and I don't think that new kid'll use it." The Professor said. "But, he never hit you before. Not close range like that." Blossom nodded.
"I know. That's what worries me. He's gotten more physical. I have no idea what that was all about. I mean, the tutu, the lipstick, it never really pointed to, well," Blossom gestured vaguely in Angel's direction. "That."
The Professor nodded. The world fell away as the two discussed the villain, as they used to when Blossom was little and still needed guidance. She was growing up.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:19 pm
Lars nodded with a sick grin. "I think that can be arranged. she'll live, but barely. either way, I'll have enough blood in the air to keep me going for a while." he told Him.
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