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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 16:05:55 GMT -5
Dematerialized back to the mansion on a nine one one from Zee, then entered the vestibule. Made for the TC as fast as his shitkickers would carry him, that brother meant business when he did shit like that. Though after going through the door under the grand staircase, through the tunnels all he found in the giant room was a whole lotta nada.
If the broken phone on the floor could be counted as nothing, along with the residue of anger and panic.
Taking his own phone out, went to text Bella; thinking maybe she would have the answer to exactly what was up with her hellren. That's when he saw the request, no, order from Tohrment. Narrowing his eyes, Autumn, not to leave? Had a sechclusion been ordered by Wrath and if so... why? If any female was under the radar it was Tohrmemt's. Though he wouldn't question orders, he did shoot a text back.
Txt: <Got your orders, need anything else Tohrment.> hitting send, this was confusing as fuck.
Damn good he'd worked his own little issue out.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 16:18:51 GMT -5
Sat in a chair in his rooms, watching Autumn sleep, after moving her, though she protested, even in her sleep, from the floor to the bed. His phone went off as he was tiredly rubbing his eyes, he reached for it and blinked to focus on the message from Vishous. Thats right, his command in anger last night.
Rubbing his forehead with his fingers, replied back:
That is all. I'll be heading downstairs shortly, I have some work to catch up on.
Sent the message and looked over at Autumn and wanted nothing more than to climb into that big bed with her. Curl her against his body and tell her how much of a foolish male he was . But then, the thought of how Wellsie had laid in his arms that day. The day she died came flooding back in his mind and he shook his head.
Better her angry at him, than dead. No, he was going to stand his ground.
Pushing up, walked over and brushed his fingers on her cheek and then turned to head down to the Training Center.
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 16:40:46 GMT -5
Really? Read that and had a couple problems with it, not that any of them were his but still. If he was going to be holding a female back from her freedom, may as well ask questions. Headed towards Tohrment's office, then got to watch him walk past as though nothing existed, even a 6'6 260 pound leather clad, tattod Brother with glowing diamond eyes that had to move out of his ghost face'd way.
Huh.
"You sure 'bout that Brother, from where I'm standing looks like you may need an outlet. True?" Said as he leaned in the doorjamb, lighting a hand-roll then staring directly at Tohrment. "Plus, I got a 911 from Zee but all I found was a mangled phone."
Shook his head slightly, seemed some kind of epidemic was taking the mansion by storm. He just hoped that shit wouldn't carry them all off with it.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 16:47:08 GMT -5
Nailed Vishous solid with his navy glare, "Are you trying to question a bonded male on how he handles his female? I recall a Brother taking a human doctor, from a human hospital and holding her hostage here. Autumn has had less freedom that that removed."
Popped a brow. "And what 911? "
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 16:53:30 GMT -5
Narrowed his eyes. "Low, true. That was circumstantial. I 'aint questioning shit about what your doing with Autumn, just curious about where your head's at. You wanna go a round in the TC again fuck it I'm game. You need to bounce some shit around, same. Though your looking like even you aren't happy with the text you sent me."
Crossed his arms, smoke between his teeth, Zee would check back when he was ready. So that went unadressed as of yet. Had a feeling his evading wouldn't go over well, still the Lhedyre needed to be straight as the rest of them. Fact.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 16:58:18 GMT -5
The Brother hit on a few nails, but missed the plank of fear all together. Not moving his gaze from the Brother, the bonded male side rearing, albeit tired as fuck, he gave Vishous a tight, teeth bared smile, "I'm tight. Just follow the orders you were given Brother. And we shall have no issue."
He then looked down at his pad, as if to dismiss, and knowing that tactic had as much chance of working as Lassiter's badass stance. With piercings. And glowing. And wings.
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 17:04:19 GMT -5
Took the smoke out of his teeth as he picked up a few stray thoughts, and couldn't miss that scent even through the wall of Turkish around his nasal.
"Yeah, so here's the thing. I will, that's fact, but if your riding the bus of fear of the past it's going to make a lot of fucked up stops along the way. Your sure that's the route you wanna take?" Raised a brow, casually removing his glove to say bye bye to that smoke.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 17:10:06 GMT -5
A growl rumbled, and his fingers curled on the desktop, gaze snapping up as the air turned ice cold, defeating and causing the smoke to even run. "Do as you are told. Its an order. A command. Whatever word you would like to fucking wrap it up in. Do not begin to dreg up a past that was very recently my now and here."
Hands now fist, fangs popped out, "Are. We. Clear. Brother Vishous?"
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 17:17:31 GMT -5
Stared at Tohrment, for a few seconds, really took a damn good look at the male. Shit had defo changed and fuck if he wasn't happy about it.
"Yeah, good to have you back. True." Took out another hand-roll, lit it while taking Z's mangled phone out of his pocket. "So, moving the fuck on. Zee, 911. Last call he made was to Bella and now I have this."
Dangled it in one hand as he took his own, suped up to the point it could tether a server, phone and started researching that call.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 17:35:13 GMT -5
Tented his fingers under his chin, closing his eyes as weariness nagged in his brain. Thoughts of Autumn, so mad, so angered, stabbing at his concious like pointy, stabbity, shit, things. He rubbed his forehead and opened his eyes, "They were going shopping I beleive. They discussed it at First Meal a few nights ago."
A First Meal where the chair by his side was empty. The night Autumn had bought the chrome death toller motorcyle. Looked up at Vishous, suddenly needing a nap. A nice one, naked, with Autumn, and her skin. And her lips on his. He shook his head, "Anything yet?"
Shopping. Shopping. His head started to pound, and that ache in his chest started to strum.
"...Don't be silly nallum, its shopping. We need apples for the festival. I won't be long. You could come with us you know...."
His body went rigid, sitting up ram rod straight, shock sizzling through the exhaustion like a fucking power line as he stood up, the chair flying back as that day rattled through his mental cage of fearfest.
...I know leelan. But I have Brotherhood business. You go, let me put the snow chains on....
He whispered out, "They went shopping."
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 13, 2012 17:46:13 GMT -5
Fuck if he didn't have to cut the mind reading, though that was out of his control. The force of what was going through Tohrment's mind had him feeling like he'd like to slam the door he was standing in on his head, over and over. That was the sit wasn't it? No more eye contact and not another word out of him, though he had to shift in position as he went to pull up a record of the last call.
Just as the play back started, on speaker:
<"Please...JUST LET HER GO!!!" The sound of shuffling around, jewlery being dropped to the ground, a male giving demands, more shuffling and struggle. Suddenly a gun goes off. Nalla's scream....>
The 911 came through as well. Cut the terrifying noise coming from the phone and started moving.
"Bella's been shot."
And the world as they knew it may as well have come to a stop along with the two things combined, even if they were in motion.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 17:54:17 GMT -5
Eyes slipped to his, skin paling. "Shot." Closed his eyes.
..His eyes looked up, and the smile and laugh he was sharing with John Matthew evaporated as he saw Wrath and the other Brothers standing in the doorway. Wrath's emotions swirling and the Brother's behind him not meeting his eyes. He heard it all through a wind....Shot.....
Opened his eyes. "Bella." Not Wellsie. Not Autumn. "Shot."
And then, "Is she?" He couldn't say the words then, and they came just as impossible for him now. Come on T-Pain, here and now. Here and now. Not then. Not there.
Here and fucking now. Pulling his head trip into a choke hold, came around the desk, kicked his feet into over-drive and barrelled towards the clinic.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 13, 2012 19:40:26 GMT -5
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