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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 12:36:57 GMT
[/b] He said in almost a shout. the door blowing into the wall that it was hinged onto, dust shouting up from the floor. Jacks eyes quickly scanning again around and around once more into the shack. "Shell..." He shouted a little louder.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 12:53:41 GMT
Leaning her head down on the back of the chair, her eyes closed just thinking of ways to free herself from the chair. Shell was wandless, tied up to a chair and probably in one of the weakest states physically she's ever been in. "How in the bloody hell am I gonna get out of this one... it's been almost two weeks since I've been in here." she says softly, obviously thinking aloud until her head shot up hearing a voice booming through the old shack.
"Hello? I'm upstairs..." she started to shout, only to trail off eventually realizing she had no idea who was looking for her. The more and more she thought about what she had just done, the more stupid it seems by the second. It was almost like begging for a deatheater to come up the steps and perform the killing curse on her. Although on the other hand, it was better than being strapped to a chair in the shack she supposed. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 13:07:04 GMT
[/b] e shouted once more, his feet trodding safely up them going as fast as they would also allow him to go. Another deep breath taken in then blown out. "Shell where are you?" He called out. His hand reaching what was left of the stair banister, some of it crumbling into her fingers. Blowing it from his hand Jack reached the top of the stairs looking back down to them Jack sighed. I have a wand, can do magic yet i risk walking up old rickety stairs. He thought shaking his thoughtless head slightly. Making his way down the corridor to wards a door at the end, that sounds were coming from.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 13:11:56 GMT
Shell sighs a bit, just lifting her head off the wooden chair backboard to just arch her head to her left shoulder, this time deciding to stay silent once she heard the footsteps in front of the door where she was being held as Ruby's prisoner in her plot of mind games.
Shell had to wonder how many people were spun into her web of tricks now, knowing with two week time for Ruby was well enough to have reign over many. What hit her curiousity button more though right now was who kept calling her name. It sounded familiar but right now being weak as she was Shell probably couldn't even recognize her own children's voices. She lets out a sigh, when she noticed the door handle being fiddles with before being shoved open with a great amount of force. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 13:22:32 GMT
[/b] he whispered in a sigh of relief. Shoving his wand into his pocket Jack walked over to her kneeing behind the chair starting to un-tie the ropes that where cuts into her small and slender wrists. "Shell are you okay?" He asked her, peeling the rope and blood cots from around her writs, grinding his teeth as he did this trying not to hurt her too much.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 13:34:07 GMT
Shell opens her eyes slightly, letting out a sigh of relief that it was Jack. "Hey stranger." she says softly, biting her lip a bit when she felt the robes restrain from her wrists in haste, feeling the blood trickle down her wrists causing a soft whimper fall from her lips.
"M'fine..." she lies, knowing she was in major pain as he continued is careful work on the seemed to be ironed on ropes off her skin. "Ouch, ouch, ouch..." she whimpers a bit louder with every word of protest against the stinging pain, feeling the tears roll nonstop down her pale cheek bones down to the squeaky floor boards. |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 13:44:31 GMT
[/b] He said pulling the rest of them off quickly throwing them onto the floor. Moving her hands round into his before letting them go gently, as he stood up walking in front of her. "I found you.." He said a small smirk appearing onto his lips, as his teeth bit softly into them.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 13:55:37 GMT
Once free from the rest of the ropes she just stared at him with a very meek smile. "Obviously Jack." she says with a airless laugh before closing her eyes and resting her head still on her shoulder.
In her mind she was telling her legs to move and carry her weight over to him, wrapping her slender arms around his waist and hug him. He risked alot to come and save her from Ruby and the shack. She knew that, but to be so weak right now... just seemed so impossible for her. "I can't really stand..." she says softly, feeling the words crash and burn the moment they were released from her mouth as the tone of her voice was so soft and distant. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 14:04:13 GMT
[/b] he told her a smirk appearing onto his semi see able lips. "Because other wise I wouldn't be able to do this.." His arms moving in closer to her one hand wived it's self under her thin legs, thiner than usual. The other placing it's self behind her shoulders lightly picking her up into his arms, holding her as gently as he could. "Hope I didn't hurt you.." He told her. Taking a deep breath in smiling into her face, softly.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 14:13:26 GMT
She raises an eyebrow at him before gasping slightly feeling his arm slide underneath her thin legs and wrap his other arm around her shoulders. "Thank you." she whispers, leaning into his chest before closing her eyes. "It's fine. I'm used to getting hurt." Both physically and emotionally... [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 16:24:45 GMT
[/b] He told her.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 19:07:45 GMT
"I don't think I could say the same..."
She sighs, just biting her lower lip. "Where are you taking me?" she asks wincing a bit at his warm fingers gliding over her stinging cuts. Don't get her wrong he was handing her carefully as he could but even the soft minimial touch of his skin rubbing against hers hurt her injuries hurt more. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 21:31:20 GMT
[/b] Jack asked her. With a small frown, at her none response to his words thinking that asking her about Trist wouldn't be the best idea in the world, as she probably didn't know of there conversation in the room of requirements.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 21:36:38 GMT
"Just somewhere where I can lay down would be nice. I'm so tired." she whispers, that felt like her regular tone. She held onto his neck before letting out a yawn. "How'd you know I was here anyway?" [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 21:44:58 GMT
[/b] He told her with a small smile trying to hide what was spoken of in that room.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 21:58:26 GMT
"What were you talking to me about then Jack, cause I don't know of this and I'm sure I'd like to be enlightened in what I sorta told you." [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 22:06:03 GMT
[/b] He said muttering the last part softly. Jack tryed his hardest to let go of Shell, of his emotions knowing that she didn't feel the same any more.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 22:25:17 GMT
She stared at him with a confused look. "Him? Who?" she mumbles feeling a frown appearing on her faint pink lips. They were almost as pale as snow at the moment. "What's wrong with you?" [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 22:29:42 GMT
[/b] He told her with a faint smile kissing her fore head lightly, looking back at the steps taking one by one edging near the bottom.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 22:33:26 GMT
Shell sighs, hating when people would say that. It wasn't like she couldn't handle it. She wasn't a little girl. Actually as a little girl she was still on the run from the ministry. "Jack, tell me now. What's bothering you?" [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 22:37:52 GMT
[/b] He trailed off, it was true he didn't to lose the one night that may have some meaning to both of them for the last time, if she did in fact go off with Tristian.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 22:51:34 GMT
Shell lets her breath fall through her nose before shaking her head at him. "Fine then. Take me home." she mutters just looking around the shack before seeing the moon in one of the broken windows. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 22:58:53 GMT
[/b] He muttered. "We talked about Tristian among other things." He told her with another small sigh, as he walked back wards through the door.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 23:30:53 GMT
Shell sighs, just looking at her hands. "Oh." she mumbles, feeling guilty. "We haven't done anything. Just kissed Jack. But you're right. Just one more night together..." she whispers feeling a tear fall down her cheek as she said so. [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 17, 2008 23:36:45 GMT
[/b] He whispered back. Looking back up at the moon beaming down onto them. "So the whole I love you thing wasn't true, right?" He asked her just as softly.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 17, 2008 23:58:24 GMT
"It was and it still sorta is..." she whispers softly before looking around again before sighing. "Where are you taking me though for our night?" [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 18, 2008 0:00:51 GMT
[/b] Jack asked her, ignoring her first few words.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 18, 2008 0:03:51 GMT
"How about the lake?" she says with a shrug before sighing lightly. "You don't love me do you..." [/size] |
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Post by Jack Clark on Aug 18, 2008 0:06:59 GMT
[/b] He told her with a slight question.[/ul][/size] |
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Post by Shelby Crescent on Aug 18, 2008 0:22:03 GMT
"I just said that I do still, just not as much. she says with a sigh but frowns a bit as she rested her head on his chest before apparating to the lake. [/size] |
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