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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 0:50:52 GMT -5
Part of Taxi told him not to go closer. To not get near this obviously insane half dressed lunatic. And there was probably some tiny portion of his blonde little brain which said he was talking quietly just for that very reason, for you to come nearer. The greater and naturally friendlier part of him made him creep closer to the man and rush words out, "Please, please, I won't tell, I won't tell!" and to move nearer and nearer and nearer, wanting to know the secret, having to know the secret, he just had to, it was a basic instinct, at this very second it seemed as though he would DIE if he didn't know!
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 0:58:36 GMT -5
Soon as Taxi got close enough, the man took a deep breath, looking like he was about to spill the secret, when his arm lashed out and tried to grab the tie and pull the blonde against the bars. Even if he couldn't manage to do that, he barked out a loud laugh and hollered, "Stick your cock in the lock you nazi fuck!"
On the other side, Gabri had moved slowly against his own bars, looking tired and confused, "Taxi?"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 1:25:06 GMT -5
A scream tore from his mouth. He didn't hear Gabri. All he heard were those two words, rapidly tearing through his mind like a hot knife through butter, just slicing, and slicing and never ending, not untill his hands clasped that which was grabbing his tie and crushing them under his grasp before stumbling back untill he fell against Gabri's cell.
Chest heaved and his head spun, eyes wide like some frightened animal. Mind was racing, memory flashing back to a burning pain, an aching heart. Those two four lettered words triggered something in his mind and he was not well, trying to calm himself down as he spoke, a bit of that fear and hurt quaking into his voice. "G-Gabri, i'm g-getting you out of here, i'm going to find the k-keys-" And the sound gave out in his throat, nearly looking like he was going to cry. How could have some lunatic known to call him that? Fuck. It's just words, calm down, Taxi.
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 1:37:02 GMT -5
The fidgety man yelped when his finger snapped, but afterwards seemed to forgot that he was in pain. Eyes wide as he slid back against his far wall, way from the bars, a huge smirk across his face, he barked out full laughs, staring at Taxi as he spazzed out, showering his own shirt with spit.
Gabri, who was sitting on the ground with his legs spread out and leaning against the side wall, looked from his inmate to his friend. He had heard what was said, though the meaning was lost on his slow reaction time. He didn't comprehend until after the blonde stuttered, and Gabri decided to say something. "Don't call him that." Voice slurred and totally unheard by the hyena over there, but he felt glad to have said it anyway. Oh wait, taxi was stuttering. "Hinny are you cold you can have my blanket"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 1:54:20 GMT -5
"Neinnein Mausi it's ok im not cold well i'm cold always but it's ok becausebecause-" Deep breath. "I'll b-be back." Collect yourself. Walk down the hallway. Gabri was so fucking nice, offering him a blanket, concerned for him even when he was trapped in a cell and probably not doing too good right now himself. And here Taxi had gone and spazzed out because of two little words. Calm down. Don't be a fucking pussy about this. Calm down. Go find the keys.
He left his friend and began down the hall again, walking in the perfect center and staring ahead of himself to avoid looking to his sides. Have to find the main office now, and that sleeping doctor, steal the keys, destroy records. Focus. Don't remember. Taxi drifted through the building, hoping to stumble across the door he was seeking.
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 13:05:05 GMT -5
"Ok." Gabri said after Taxi had already left. He looked towards the cot and the blanket, thinking he should take it down anyway just incase the vampire decided he was cold, but when his legs wouldn't listen he just sat where he was and went back to sleep. The hyena man had crawled into his bed, giggling and playing with his ruined fingers.
The doctor was starting to feel pretty tired himself, reaching up to rub his reddening eyes and stretch, his jaws opening wide with a yawn. The the research was going well and just plain fasinating[/i. He could just hardly imagin the awards, the discoveries, the fame he was going to squeeze from his little Gabrjel. God, this was almost like he discovered another Sibil. Another extremity in mental disorders. He'd be in books, maybe even a movie. Over the last few days he had heard prayers from that Pole's cell. Religious was he? That made him reconcider the whole 'alien' thing. Perhaps that was a ploy? it wouldn't surprise him. If he was paranoid then he probably thought he and the rest of the staff were enemies. Oh well, it really didn't matter to him what the kid thought... hm, maybe it should a little bit. If the boy hated him he might not spill secrets. If that happened, he might never get the money- er, the discoveries...
He started to doze
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 14:16:10 GMT -5
He wouldn't be dozing for long. Taxi was no sneaky ninja. He was an hyper vampire who was slightly panicked from being called a Nazi fuck. How could he not be a bit on edge, afterall, that was the term his lover had used for him while violating him in nonetoopleasant ways. Painful memories associated with that, recollections which were still too soon to be pushed back into that realm of thought that was locked in a box in the back of his skull.
With rattled nerves he crashed through the door and nearly fell on the half sleeping doctor. Oh. This was convienent. Split second reaction was to snatch him up in a head lock and pause to gather himself again. Now what. Keys. Right. Not bothering to change his voice, Taxi spoke in his accent and that incredibly angelic sounding tone. "Where are the keys. And Maus- I mean, Gabrjels file." Simple speech. Just needed answers.
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 17:30:16 GMT -5
When the door busted down the man reached under his desk for the gun, but he was unfortinatly overcomed so quickly that it just fell to the ground as he was half choked. What the fuck was this!!!! "CHUCK IF THATS YOU I SWEAR TO GOD YOU WILL NEVER WORK-" Wait, german accent. The kid who was here the other day to see Gabrjel?
He couldn't believe the demands. "The police are on the way!" A bluff, an obvious one. "You'll be dead before you step foot on the road!"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 17:38:45 GMT -5
"You lie bad, Herr Doctor!" A laugh, delighted with his new captive. Taxi shifted their positions so that Taxi could sit ontop of his stomach with a hand ontop of his throat. Not even applying pressure, just resting there, the threat would hopefully be enough as he casually drew a finger along the mans adam apple. "I was dead before I stepped foot in your door!" Another laugh, though this was a bark of amusement. "Now tell me what I want to hear, and I won't violate you AND kill you, just kill you."
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 18:10:57 GMT -5
He had no idea what the 'I'm already dead' comment was about, but he did know there was some crazy kid sitting ontop of him who was obviously dangerous and an accomplice of his schizophrenic wonder boy. With the new threat, his eyes grew wide. Death or death AND get raped by a 19 year old... what the shit was this!? He was a doctor! Not one of these insane fuckups in the cell! The idea terrified him though, especially if he did live. What would they say? The whispers behind his back about being raped, jesus christ his entire reputation...
"THE KEYS ARE IN THE DRAWER!!" He wailed, wiggling under the blonde.
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 18:18:25 GMT -5
The blonde broke out into giggles, placing both hands on the mans neck now, allowing his thumbs to trail along the jawline with the tenderness of a lover. "His files, Herr Doctor. Any evidence Gabrjel was ever here. Or release forms, do you have those? Ohh, that would be nice. You should sign one of those."
God damned this was making him feel better. There was nothing to improve ones mood like torture. And Taxi had't even gotten really physical yet! How easy was this, for a Doctor and a supposed master of the mind this man was a total coward. Afraid of a little rape. Pssh. The sharp nail of his thumb drew blood, pressing just under his chin. Not that Taxi would ever actually rape him, no, he was staying faithful, as hard as it was.
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 18:45:56 GMT -5
Fear was building up like steam inside a tea pot, and he was about to be whistling. Being touched like that from a man was the greatest insult of his life. Not even a man, but a mentally fucked up boy who obviously belonged in here. Viciously, he glared over Taxi trying to come up with a psychoises, trying to think up problems the blonde must have to make himself seem better. To put himself back ontop of the pedastool. The better person. The more educated. Paid more.
Better then this fucking german fucker.
"B-!" He winced when he was cut. "He's my-... he's a murderer! He decapitated someone because he thinks aliens told him to do it!" Thats it, seem like a hero. Good intentions. "Without medication he'd just do it again!"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 19:17:21 GMT -5
"Aliens?" Herr Doctor should quit his job and become a comedian. Someting clicked and he vaguely recalled Gabri mentioning this man thinking he was afraid of aliens. Thought was interrupted by some nonsense about medication. "I hope he does do it again! After a vacation, maybe, this vacation sucked, you're a very mean person, Herr Doctor. Not nice to my Mausi at all. I don't want him to have to deal with this anymore, it was my fault, so you will-" The vampire leaned down, breaking eyecontact so that he could press his tongue against the tiny little cut his nail made and draw it up in a quick swipe.
"Do what I say." He was already sitting straddling his captive, but now his legs tightened in their hold. This really was fun.
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Post by Rip on Oct 21, 2007 19:34:57 GMT -5
"Your sick!" He hissed, shivering when he was licked. Oh jesus christ this wasn't happening, this couldn't be happening. Why was he shivering? Fear, it was fear. That's what it had to be. Or anger- yes, anger sounded much better. He's inraged that he's being held captive by this kid stranger against his will- at gun point. Yes, at gun point and the inmates are all in danger so he couldn't move and do anything heroic. It couldn't be because he was liking it. God no, what a disgusting thought.
The legs tightened and he squeeled, releasing his not so inner coward. "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! LET ME UP SO I CAN GET IT! ITS IN THE CABINATE!"
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Post by KOCHI-KOCHI on Oct 21, 2007 20:17:45 GMT -5
The horny doctor would be released, but not before the torture of Taxi grinding his hips down over the other mans. He could read bodies, and the vampire knew exactly what this body was telling him. Why tease him? Revenge for what this bastard did to Gabri. Gods, he really wish he could violate him now, send him into that spiraling shame before his death. Too bad. Might as well do whatever he could get away with, though.
The blonde rose up off of the other man and hefted him up, giving him a strong shove to the back, pushing him towards the cabinet. Disturbing touch never left him, a hand remaining on the back of the Doctors neck, just incase he made a move for some code red button or a gun or something. Taxi had had enough of getting shot.
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