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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Jun 12, 2012 15:37:56 GMT -4
Being pushed into the alleyway did not help his temper. Seeing as he was by the second exit didn't help him feel any better, no one was going to open the door and see what was going on, he was alone with this bastard and that was it. Looking around, he noticed how the street lights failed to penetrate all the way to where they were, giving the illusion that the walls was multiple colors of gray instead of the one solid gray that he knew they were. Finishing looking around his eyes landed on the man's and had to blink. In the low lighting it seemed they were glowing in the dark, that bright hypnotic green that wanted you to trust the man whose head they sat it, but it was that type of man you should never trust with any part of your life. With a sigh he looked up towards the sky. He could see stars...when was the last time he looked at the stars? He couldn't remember. Tracing the few visible constellations with his eyes, he was determined that somehow he was going to see more of them.
"Stop lying to me gutter slime." Looking back at the man, a flicker of an idea came to mind. It really had no words, just a brief flash of an image. "You wouldn't go to this much trouble to get me along if it were just to arrest me for a simple question and answer session. I'm not going to get to see my club again am I?" Looking around again, he walked forward and laid his hand on the metal, extending his awareness as he looked like he was saying goodbye to it. He was good enough with his craft to not have to think about what he wanted to do with it, he could manipulate it instinctively. He loosened a chunk that could fall if the wall was hit hard enough, it was the only chance he had. bringing his awareness back in, he turned and leaned against the building and looked at the man again with half lidded eyes. "If your not going to let me go, can I at least get a kiss so I can pretend I'm kissing my boyfriend farewell?"
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jun 15, 2012 17:41:28 GMT -4
"That all depends on your attitude,"Arthur said bluntly as he looked at the other, his green viper eyes looking the man over trying to figure him out."By how your treating me right now, its not looking so good,"Arthur said to him before he watched the other move toward the metal and touch it. At the same time he moved over to where his tazer gun was keeping an eye on him.
The next comment made him blink a few times in confusion and utterly revolusion at it. Him kiss this man because he wishes to have a little fantasy before he's taken away. Dear god, Arthur felt as if he was surrounded by the oddiest of people."No!...W-What the bloody hell is wrong with you people!,"Arthur hissed at him.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Jun 21, 2012 19:56:02 GMT -4
"All dependent on my attitude huh? Sucks for me then cause my attitudes pretty bad...and don't feel special," he broke his sentence off and looked over the man again with a smirk on his face. "I treat everyone badly, so no need to write in your diary about that." He looked up at the sky and tried to think quickly of a plan....though he always did better without one. He kept the smirk on his face and turned his back enough to make it crack a few times before moving his head from side to side and hearing his neck crack too. "What am I supposed to be doing, kneeling down and groveling and kissing your boots, or would you rather me be kissing your ass? Either way, not going to happen."
He looked at the man in an analyzing manner this time and realized he didn't know something. "Do I get to know the name of guy who's bringing me in or are you going to keep being mysterious and shit." Hearing the other refuse a kiss he got an obviously fake hurt look on face and sighed. "Ah, no kiss for poor me who might never see the light of day again, how about a hug then? A hug will work just as well." He shifted his weight so it was more evenly proportioned and stuck his hands behind his head and watched the other. His brown eyes hard, giving a lie to his expression. He stared into the others eyes as if daring him to do something.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jun 28, 2012 16:52:55 GMT -4
"Then, it shall be an interesting night,"Arthur said bluntly at him, at it was true. This man's attitude toward him would put him into a world of hurt at the HQ. Arthur narrowed his eyes as the other cracked his neck and other limbs. What was he trying to do. Inmidate him. Well, it wasn't working very well, Arthur wasn't easily scared of others.
"I would suppose you would treat your superiors with respect, not calling them child names,"Arthur answered the others comment and crossed his arms, glaring at the other. Finally, when the name comment came up he had to laugh,"...Do you think I am stupid, boy, I will not give you my name,"Arthur said, finishing his light chuckle."Oh, poor you...And no hug either, I am sure you can handle yourself without one," Arthur said, still watching him with hawk eyes.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Jul 2, 2012 18:44:48 GMT -4
It seemed to be darkness all around them and even the light from the street lights seemed to have vanished, and yet somehow the man’s acid green eyes still seemed to stand out in the dark, like a snake looking at his pray. The gaze wanted to send little shivers down his spine, but it wasn’t of fear, how could he be afraid of something he had been expecting to happen to him ever since he got involved with the double dealings and the resistance. He knew this would not end well, but it was not in his nature to go quietly or give in that easily. “Yes, it should be an interesting night…. A very. Intersting. Night.”
He started cuckling at what the other said. “Really? You think you are my surperior? You must also have a side job in comedy.” He finally got his laughter under control and wiped his eyes. “Oh, I don’t think you’re stupid, I know you are. Do you honestly think I wanted a hug from you of all people? I’m not going in silently I hope you realize, you want me to come with you so bad, you’re going to have to make me solucan.” He moved his hands quickly and pulled out his twin daggers. He saw them reflecting the light as he held one in an offensicve position and one in the defensive position. He narrowed his eyes to try and watch his opponents every move. “Make your move”
------ solucan=worm
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 6, 2012 14:31:57 GMT -4
A frown came upon Arthur's features at the cackle as he just stared at the other, annoyance and murderous intent in his eyes. This one really knew how to piss him off and he would give him credit for that. Arthur expected him to unsleath a few weapons, it was expected from these people.
Arthur grabbed his gun and toke it out as swiftly and quickly as Sadiq toke out his weapons, he smirked at the other."I wouldn't expect you to, what fun is that,"Arthur chuckled at the other taking a breath and entering the other's mind to see what he was thinking. If he had to, he would use his mind altering but only when he knew he had the winning hand. The power would make him vunerable and very weak.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Jul 13, 2012 2:18:39 GMT -4
He watched the other grab his gun and smirked... this was bound to get fun. It had been months since he had fought like this and was excited to play again. "Yes, what fun would that be. We are similar, you an I, you enjoy the adrenalin running through your veins, the thrill of outsmarting your adversaries, your victims. The pool of heat that forms when you realize you're wining and the other has no hope; you love it." He looked in the others eyes, hoping to see some form of response.
He started sliding slowly to his left, waiting for the other to make his move. Nothing else mattered at this point, it was all about the fight at this point, and getting through it alive. He had no other choice, the path was set in his mind. With a deep breath in and out, he pushed off with his foot and rushed forward, starting the fight between the two. His eyes flicked over to the left and then back to the man quickly. A stray left floated though his mind.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 20, 2012 12:46:21 GMT -4
"You doesn't love the joy of winning, its apart of the human mind, we want submission and will do anything to get it,"Arthur smirked to the other, readying his gun to pull the trigger as his eyes flicked with malice. He wouldn't allow himself to lose to this man, he couldn't lose to this man or all would be for nothing.
In his mind, he heard the stray left but as he stared at the Turkish man he looked back at Arthur. It was confusing at what he was trying to do, jumble his mind it seemed. He glared and quickly shot a bullet toward him, taking a few steps back.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Jul 24, 2012 1:15:02 GMT -4
“Right now I would love nothing more than for you to be on your knee’s before me, begging me to let you go. How pleasant it would be to my ears.” He knew his thoughts were turning dark, as dark as they used to be before he left the gang. He hardened his eyes and kept moving.
Hearing the gun shot, he had just enough time to feel it hit his shoulder before it was thrown back a little bit with the force of the shot. A grunt of unexpected pain was tore from him and he frowned. He stopped and grinned widely at the other. Sheathing one of his blades he raised the free hand until it was over the wound. “You think your silly gun is going to do much damage to me? Think again.” He flexed his fingers and concentrated. He concentrated and very slowly the bullet started working its way out of his shoulder. Once it reached the surface, he grabbed it and pulled it out, wincing slightly as it had hurt to work it out of the skin. Holding it out the man, he grinned again. “Would you like your bullet back?” A blood trail was running from his wound and staining his shirt a dark red. He would pay for that stunt with blood loss, but he had high hopes that it would be worth it to see the look on the government agents face.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 26, 2012 19:00:12 GMT -4
Arthur just laughed at the other's little comment, it didn't effect him much and he wasn't intending on losing that quickly or begging for his life in such a matter. Seeing that his gun was useless seeing as this man seemed to have some sort of power over metal objects he sleathed his gun and then grabbed his blades he kept hidden in the arms of his suit. He looked at the other, reading his mind and starting to think, at times like this, he disliked how his power wasn't a physical power but sometimes he could come at an advantage. He just had to wait when that advantage would come, be that a simple fear that Arthur attempts to make real when he messing with the other's mind or be that he says something to decrease the other's morale.
Arthur looked at the bloody bullet that was taken out of the other's body in a quite gruesome way,"...No, keep it as a little souviner, proof of who bested you,"Arthur chuckled before he ran toward the other and attempted to slash at the other's skin, to hurt him or damage him.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Aug 16, 2012 17:12:45 GMT -4
He continued to rush the man and no even bothered dogging the blades, why doge them when he could manipulate the metal and make them harmless. Reaching out his awareness, he let it touch the metal and then cursed, even without meaning to this agent had made things harder on him. The knives he had were made of multiple metals; and he couldn’t control them. With a hiss as he felt the metal pierce his skin, he knew he was going to have to be more careful with this guy…he was dangerous without even knowing he was. He could not succumb to his government bastard, he had to fight, to give his brother a better life, one not ruled by fear of the government. He would do whatever he could to protect him. Everything he did was to try and give his brother the life he never had. He would make is so his brother never had to fight, never had to lay his hand on a weapon.
Pulling back he grinned and ran a hand along one of his knife wounds, determined he would not fall to this man. Flicking the blood away from him, he rushed the man again, determined to make a mark on the other to match the mark he had just gained in the fight.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Aug 18, 2012 14:15:36 GMT -4
Arthur chuckled as his knife made his mark in the other, the blood oozing out of the wound pleased him greatly. It was a great chore but he also had to keep his mind concenrated on the Turkish man's one. It could leave him vunerable if he wasn't careful. But what he heard made him smile and chuckle.
This man had a little brother, one he wanted to protect from the Government. That would be a great thing to use against him later on and Arthur was sure to put that away for the future.
"How cute....You have a little brother,"Arthur said to the other, starting out slow with this before he would really start messing with the other. He wasn't going to make the other think his brother was in danger yet, he would play a little game with this man first.
Arthur looked at the man as he backed off ready for anything that he threw at him. That was when he seen the other launch toward him, knife out and ready and that one did do its mark on his arm, making a long gash down. It wan't deep enough to cut anything serious but it was bleeding and alot. He had made the mistake to not move his mind control to what Turkey was going to do next.
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Post by Sadiq Adnan on Aug 21, 2012 4:18:26 GMT -4
"You leave my brother alone, he is of no use to you!" Metally cursing himself for letting his thought train wander, he focused back in on the fighting and trying to outwit this agent, he wouldn't fall, he would take the agent down or take them both down.
He grinned at seeing the wound dripping blood on the other. He knew he was starting to revert back to his past behavior, but as long as he could keep himself from hurting others for the hell of it, he'd be fine. This was to protect and save the innocents the Government was hurting. To protect, he would do whatever it took.
His thoughts were getting slow for some reason... he wasn't loosing enough blood for that yet. Forcing himself to concentrate, he though he spotted another weak spot on the man's left and launched himself again, hoping to bring his guy down soon. Only bring him down, not kill. He would not have the death of a government agent on his hands. He still had morals, he would never kill.
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