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Post by Ember on Jun 1, 2009 16:09:44 GMT -5
Pulling his head back and tightening her grip on his hair, a slow smirk came on Aideen's face, her fire lit eyes burning even brighter. "You'd hate that wouldn't you? The idea of me being with somebody else, giving them full reign of my body, coming willingly to have all my needs taken care of and make sure that they are thoroughly satisfied as well. Thinking how they would have full access to my body... my lips... places that you will never touch or see..." Now it was Aideen who taunted him in a low voice, whispering in a low voice to watch the flashes of jealously and anger pass through his eyes. It was none of his business what went on in her personal life, but that didn't mean that she couldn't put images in his head to torture him just the way he attempted to torture her.
Aideen moved the fire dagger tip right in front of the most prominent part of the jugular vein. "Want to know what I think you'll hate the most? Is that no matter who I give myself to, who I enjoy languid hours in bed, and sometimes on a table or against the wall with, it will never be you. So you can try and claim that I belong to you all you want, the bottom line is that you will never, ever have the ability or means to do that." She gave a low laugh under her breath to further mock him. She found a weak spot for him, she saw the jealousy and anger flash through his eyes at his little realization, and she planned to use it against him the same way he used hers against her.
This was it for him, Aideen's conditioning wouldn't allow her to let him go. Her conditioning was not something that could be broken easily, if at all. It was instilled in her since she was a little girl, and without orders she was never allowed to leave someone at the end of a weapon breathing. Smirk gone from her face, she tugged his head further back and exposed more of his neck, looking down into the face she hated so much. "Your only privilege is to have my face be the last thing you see before you die. May your black soul find it's home in the deepest pits of hell."The hot dagger went back and then went forward to end it once and for all.
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Post by Iceman on Jun 1, 2009 17:52:33 GMT -5
At the last second of impact, Ember's fire dagger was frozen in place, literally. It hit an ice shield that formed right in front of Rumble's throat and the ice made a thick sheet slither around the fire dagger, keeping it in place. Bobby was iced up as he slid down to the two students, keeping a close eye on Ember until he got down there. "Let him go," he said and waited for Ember to let go of his hair. Bobby sighed and shook his head at the scene. "Take a walk Ember. I don't care where, but somewhere away from here. You need to cool down and I'm not letting you mess yourself up here. Don't let him do it either. Go cool down, you need it," he said looking right at her, his arm extended to Rumble to freeze him in place in case he decided to add something. He knew Ember wouldn't disobey him, she always listened to the teachers. Bobby watched her closely until she turned her heel and began walking away from the lake. He watched her until she was out of sight before he turned to Rumble.
"You realize that had I come a second later you'd be dead right?" Bobby said and leaned down to give the guy a hand to his feet. "Every teacher here told you time and time again to leave that girl alone. Yea you got beat up for it a couple of times, but right now you really were hanging on the edge right there. I know it's a waste of time to tell you that you might not be so lucky next time, but hey you know it as well as I do." Bobby looked him over quickly, Rumble's mouth full of blood and definitely a new collection of bruises in addition to the ones he already had, but other than that he'd live. "You can go see Beast if you want, if not you can chill out for a while. I'm not expecting you to start any more problems now that I sent Ember to cool down," Bobby gave him a grave look for a moment and then shook his head in disappointment. He knew the day would come that Ember lost it, but this very nearly went too far.
He turned back to the class and gave them a sort of grin. "Its cool guys, we can all chill out. Class is done, but I'm sticking around to play lifeguard, so if you guys wanna stay and play in the water you can. Everyone else, good class and class dismissed. Next class I suggest everyone bring lots of padding, we're back to group activities." Bobby laughed at the reactions of a mixture of people who cheered and people who groaned. "Yea, yea tough. Anyways have fun and try not kill each other." Bobby made himself a makeshift lifeguard chair out of ice and sat on top watching over the students. Days were always interesting here and never quiet. Bobby could only wonder when would come the point where it went too far for it to just be called interesting. He couldn't worry about it now, there were other things that he needed to attend to first. "CHASE! KEEP YOUR PANTS ON! SKINNY DIPPING ISN'T AN OPTION!"
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Brock Van Alstyne
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Post by RUMBLE on Jun 1, 2009 19:18:12 GMT -5
Rumble spat blood out on the ground and shrugged Iceman's hand away, for once more angry than he was amused and got up himself. "Aw so nice of you to worry about me Iceman, lucky you I think I'll be just fine! You'll never have to write of a report with the words 'a student died in class today', at least not today," he said with a slight laugh and spat out more blood. "I'm blowing this joint. Later Icecube." Brock turned to walk from the school, sound of kids chattering and going back to playing starting again. He left behind the sounds of splashing and series of commentary as the students got out of the lake. Brock didn't pay attention to the comments made, no he had something else on his mind. The words of his prize rang through his head, words that made him very angry. His mind was clouding over with an odd possessiveness, the kind a child gets one some other kid is playing with his toy, except the feeling that came over Brock was far more morbid and less than innocent.
So my prize has been playing with others then? She could have been teasing me, trying to get me to take the bait. No, no that's not my prize's style. She wanted to drive that into me, for me to know that some other guy was having what was mine. Oh no my pet, that just won't do... won't do at all. Would ol' Scary Hairy really be the one touching what's mine? Perhaps... but disbelieving. The two of them together, that little freak of a man who's probably no taller than my prize, more hair on him than a wig store, and no way can that old man keep up with her. Plus he's a teacher, no way would my beautiful prize give herself to one of her teachers, not in her. Especially since even ol' One Eye is a better choice than Scary Hairy... Brock mulled this over very carefully on his way back to the mansion.
My pet was very naughty giving herself to another man, very naughty indeed. I will have to do something about this, teach her once and for all that she belongs to me and no one else. He planned and devised for the rest of the day, and as the day turned into night as well. As they say, tomorrow is another day. And tomorrow night will be a night my pet won't forget.
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