VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Dec 22, 2012 1:41:05 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828][STYLE=background-color:#282828; width:112px; padding:18px;][STYLE=opacity:.8; background-color:#333333; padding:6px; width:100px][/style] [STYLE=background-color:#333333; padding:6px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:11px; font-family:georgia italic; text-align:center; width:100px]Words: 000 Tagged: Rayna Keller Notes: Plots plots plots Time Stamp: 15 April 2012 at about 9:00AM [/style] [STYLE=padding:0px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:8px; font-family:verdana; text-align:justify; margin-top:8px; text-transform:uppercase; letter-spacing:1px; width:112px]With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how.[/style][/style] | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top][STYLE=text-align:right; font-family:georgia italic; font-size:17px; background-color:#282828; line-height:16px; color:#777777; margin-left:-4px; padding:10px; padding-right:10px; margin-top:-1px;]how quick to forget, we are[/style][STYLE=font-family:arial; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:justify; line-height:9px; padding:4px; background-color:#eeeeee; padding-bottom:5px; color:#777777] As the only member with the programmer abilities, it was not unusual for Venedict to be contacted by the other members of Libertine. Whether it is information gathering or hacking into security systems, he could do it all. His work was something he enjoyed and was proud of. However, being woken up for work early in the morning was not something that he enjoyed, even if this woman was a bombshell blonde that he was always happy to see. Early that morning, a Miss Rayna Keller had appeared at his apartment door and hit the doorbell repeatedly until he woke up. After calling in sick at the UCLA IT desk, Venedict was given instructions to look up information on one Ana Johan. When he thought about it, perhaps he should have listed office hours. At least then they would know not to bother him so early in the morning. But he had to admit that he was curious as to why Rayna would specially approach him for one girl but he did not ask as he began his search. The Russian promptly went to his computer and began doing the typical background check on the brunette woman.
That was two hours ago. At this point he was confident that his research was thorough and complete. Venedict looked away from his monitors and began giving Rayna the results of his search. ”Thus far, I have found absolutely nothing on the girl. Aside from what was already known, she had no secrets, no spots on her records, not even an outstanding demerit. There is nothing on Ana Johan. You can take a look, if you want to confirm it for yourself,” Venedict said, while gesturing to his computer monitors. ”I have done a check using the multiple databases and unfortunately there is nothing. No connections to mafias, the police. The girl does not even have a parking ticket. I am not sure what else to tell you.”
Venedict glanced at the tiny white numbers in the corner of his screen. It was still relatively early which meant he had plenty of time to do nothing. Rayna could not have possibly come to him for something so simple. Could she...? ”Is there anything else you needed or was that it?”
If there was nothing else to be done, Venedict would be a bit disappointed. He was hoping for something more challenging to do. Then again, Rayna was here in his apartment. Maybe they could enjoy themselves later on. Rayna was always such pleasurable company.
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Jan 4, 2013 7:03:30 GMT -8
[style=padding-top: 288px; padding-left: 30px; color: #ffffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; text-align: left; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -0.8px;]words: 467 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- [/style] After coming to Venedict with her questions she was both pleased and disappointing that there was nothing be be found on the woman Lukas was babysitting. She had wanted there to be something on her, at least then things would be interesting, but instead Ana was clean. In fact the woman's record was so clean it almost made Rayna sick, how could someone live such a squeaky clean life? Rayna was convinced that such a life would be boring and a waste of a life. She leaned in close to study Venedict's computer screen, her red tank top stretched from the movement and hugged her chest, leaving nothing to the imagination of her cleavage as it was shown off to the world. Funny enough if Venedict took the time to look he was be able to notice the few twenty dollar bills that were trapped between her breast. There were a few men who would like to be those bills, then there were the men that would willing try to grab them, but what kind of man was Venedict?
Sadly he would get the chance to reach as she straighten up and reached into her leather jacket's pocket. This time she was wearing the black jacket, though the red one was still her favorite. At least when it came to fitting the part of a biker chick Rayna did well with the leather, and looked good on it. She pulled out her phone and flipped though it, she found what she was looking for and answered his question. "Now that you ask, I do have one more thing you could look up." She placed her phone on his table, on the phone showed a clipping of an article of an indecent that happened towards the end of the last month. "I'm interested to know if you could find out if there is any news on this, anything that wasn't already told to the public? Do the police really think it was mob related, or are they using that as cover story?" She was asking about the indecent that happened at the Wright law office, she had been there, she knew what happened, but she needed to know if anyone else knew.
Little did Rayna know that this search would end in another failure, the police only pined it on being the mob because of Markoff's death, which granted was Lukas' doing. Though the police investigation came up empty, cameras were whipped, the death of the boy was put as a tragic accident since he died from unknown head trauma. Still Rayna did not know what answer Venedict would come up with, so left him to do the work in finding out. "Also, what do you have to drink?" She might as well busy herself as he worked.
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Jan 13, 2013 13:21:39 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828][STYLE=background-color:#282828; width:112px; padding:18px;][STYLE=opacity:.8; background-color:#333333; padding:6px; width:100px][/style] [STYLE=background-color:#333333; padding:6px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:11px; font-family:georgia italic; text-align:center; width:100px]000 words[/style] [STYLE=padding:0px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:8px; font-family:verdana; text-align:justify; margin-top:8px; text-transform:uppercase; letter-spacing:1px; width:112px]With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how.[/style][/style] | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top][STYLE=text-align:right; font-family:georgia italic; font-size:17px; background-color:#282828; line-height:16px; color:#777777; margin-left:-4px; padding:10px; padding-right:10px; margin-top:-1px;]how quick to forget, we are[/style][STYLE=font-family:arial; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:justify; line-height:9px; padding:4px; background-color:#eeeeee; padding-bottom:5px; color:#777777] ”What would you like to drink? I have tea and plenty of vodka in the kitchen. Help yourself,” the Russian answered. He left her to his own devices while he looked up whatever it was on her cell phone screen.
Venedict looked at the image on Rayna’s cell phone. It was small but from where he sat he could make out the headlines on a newspaper clipping. It was from the recent incident at the Wright office. Venedict picked up the phone and zoomed in on the article. He skimmed through the writing to see if there were any keywords he could use when searching the Los Angeles Police Department databases. According to the newspaper clipping, there was little information released to the press although the attack was being blamed on a standoff between the Russian and Italian mafias. Venedict could have snorted. He knew little of what happened there that day, but he was sure that with Rayna and Lukas there, the Italian mafia would not have stood a chance. Something happened, but he had not look too much into it.
Venedict pulled up the Los Angeles Police Database as well as the FBI database. Things involving the mafia tended to be high profile and involve a lot of police work. Just look at Whitey Bulger, for one. He placed the appropriate information in the search boxes then sat back and waited for the search to return the case documents. He was not sure how long this search would take. Perhaps he should join Rayna for a drink.
Surprisingly, the search was quick and only minutes later a beeping noise alerted Venedict to successful search results.
”Rayna, I have the case file. What do you need to know?” While he waited for Rayna’s return, he opened the file and began browsing through it. There was not much in the file, from what Venedict could see. [/style] |
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Jan 16, 2013 9:22:44 GMT -8
[style=padding-top: 288px; padding-left: 30px; color: #ffffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; text-align: left; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -0.8px;]words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- [/style] "Vodka will do." She said as she moved towards the kitchen and began to search the room for two shot glasses and the bottle of Vodka. For being part Russian Rayna could hold her alcohol well, but maybe not as good as some of the others. It had taken her longer to find the items then she had expected. Maybe this was a hint that she should make an effort to visit Venedict a bit more. Though at the same time he could leave and visit the coffee shop every now and then. See that was the problem would computer guys they never left the house, she was honestly surprised that Venedict hadn't gained a few pounds. She poured a shot and downed it right away. She already knew that the chances of Venedict finding anything was slim, but she needed to know either way. That day had been hell and unlike Lukas, she was not about to just forget it.
When Venedict finally caught her attention she carried the shot glasses and Vodka over to his desk and st them next to him. She leaned over, the second time that day, to investigate his screen. She studied what he had on screen and sighed. The polic knew nothing of interest, this had all been a waste of time. "Nothing." She poured the Vodka into both shot glasses and took one for herself, with the bottle and shot in hand she moved over to the nearest area of seating and sat. She kicked off her boots and sat back, this might have been a waste of time but at least not she could relax. "Fucking waste of time, thanks anyways." Being comfortable around Venedict she let her walls down and just relaxed, it was easy to tell that she was both tense and unhappy with the news. She placed the bottle of Vodka on the nearest table and took her second shot. "I should have guessed the police would know nothing good, all that chaos and no answers."
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Jan 20, 2013 20:52:42 GMT -8
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”There’s nothing here. Why did need me to search for this?” Normally Venedict did not question requests from other Libertine members. They usually had a basis for the search. The earlier search on the Ana girl, for example was perfectly justified because she is currently under the protection of Lukas and they had not actually performed a full search on her yet. This search, however, had Venedict a bit puzzled. If Lukas and Rayna were there, and the information had already been destroyed then why did she need him to do a search on the police documents? He doubted that the police would have had anything new to report. If Rayna did not answer him he would have been unfazed, she would tell him if he needed to know. That did not mean that he would not perform his own search later if he was really curious.
Venedict noticed the shot of vodka on his desk and could feel himself getting a bit annoyed. As a general rule, he never brought food or liquid near his super computer. His other computers he might but never this beautiful machine that he built himself. He wouldn’t let it show though. God forbid he gives Rayna another way to irritate him. They already bother him enough about his love of computers; they don’t need to know that he gets irritated just because someone placed a shot of vodka near his machine.
Venedict turned around to face Rayna. His work was done but he didn’t have anything to do afterwards. What was there for them to do now? ”How has work been?” [/style] |
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Jan 28, 2013 12:20:15 GMT -8
[style=padding-top: 288px; padding-left: 30px; color: #ffffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; text-align: left; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -0.8px;]words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- [/style] Rayna made herself comfortable where she sat, pulling her boots off one by one slowly so she didn't have them fling across the room in force. She leaned back and looked at Vene at least she knew he would have no problem with her sticking around for a bit, after all they got along rather well. She sighed, it had been two weeks since she had broken her rib but the healing was going well.
"boring and nonexistent since I can't snipe while my rib was broken, though, now it is just sore. Still waiting on a job to come in, been a slow month." She shrugged, slow months were known to happen but they still bored her to no end. The coffee shop only gave her so much entertainment before she found that to be boring as well. No matter she found that visiting Vene could cure at least a day of boredom.
She looked at the bottle of vodka and debated on having another shot, she was no where near drunk yet but she wanted to keep sober enough to drive home later, unless Vene wanted her to stick around longer. If that was the case then maybe one more wouldn't hurt. She reached over and poured her third shot and took it with ease.
"Either way, thanks for looking those things up, better safe then sorry about all. I've never had to shoot more then two rounds in my life." She still remembered the hell she faced at the law office and was still at a lost for what really happened, though her sore bones told her that it was real and did happen the way she remembered. She needed a stress relief and Vene was about to play that part. She had a sneaky smile on her face and pointed at him, plam facing up, and bent her finger to call him over.
"Come computer boy, sit relax, how has work been for you? Do you ever get out to have a little fun?" Oh yea, she was baiting him, though the question was, would he take the bait or pass over it? Rayna was normally blunt in what she wanted, but with Vene she enjoyed toying with him just a bit.
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Feb 16, 2013 16:19:24 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828][STYLE=background-color:#282828; width:112px; padding:18px;][STYLE=opacity:.8; background-color:#333333; padding:6px; width:100px][/style] [STYLE=background-color:#333333; padding:6px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:11px; font-family:georgia italic; text-align:center; width:100px]000 words[/style] [STYLE=padding:0px; opacity:.8; color:#777777; font-size:8px; font-family:verdana; text-align:justify; margin-top:8px; text-transform:uppercase; letter-spacing:1px; width:112px]With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how.[/style][/style] | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top][STYLE=text-align:right; font-family:georgia italic; font-size:17px; background-color:#282828; line-height:16px; color:#777777; margin-left:-4px; padding:10px; padding-right:10px; margin-top:-1px;]how quick to forget, we are[/style][STYLE=font-family:arial; font-size:10px; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:justify; line-height:9px; padding:4px; background-color:#eeeeee; padding-bottom:5px; color:#777777] Rayna thanked him for performing the search but she never actually specified why she needed the search done or what happened that day. Venedict was now extremely curious as to what could have bested Rayna but he let the conversation drop for now. If she did not want to talk about it, fine. He would remember this and see if he could not find out more at a later date.
”Slow month? I see.” Venedict wished that he could say he knew how Rayna felt, but in all honesty he did not. Doing searches and attacking government security systems was a difficult job for a group of people nonetheless one person. Venedict needed to make sure he was always on top of new technologies every day otherwise he was as good as dead. It was not like he got assassination jobs on a weekly basis like they did, anyway. He may also be an assassin but explosions were not exactly subtle. If you wanted many people killed at once, an explosion would be a great choice. Otherwise, it was usually the other members of Libertine that were called in for jobs.
And then Rayna smiled her devious smile and called the Russian over. Venedict gave Rayna an incredulous look in return. He knew Rayna well enough to somewhat know where this was going. The operative word here being “somewhat”. If he played his cards right him and the blonde were in for a very fun afternoon. If not and he was wrong about her intentions, well, even with the broken rib, Rayna would probably hurt him. Then again… This was Rayna. He had only been in bed with her a few times and it was always fun. Venedict shrugged. Why not? He downed the shot that Rayna had left on the table and walked over to where she sat.
”Well, the lack of jobs would certainly explain why you’re here now. I am not complaining, of course. We hardly ever see each other. It’s nice to catch up.” Venedict made himself comfortable next to Rayna. ”Work has been fine. I have been receiving mostly hacking jobs as of late so sadly, I have not been able to go out and have fun. But considering your broken rib, I do not think you have been doing much either.” Venedict wondered if he could get Rayna angry. Just a little bit was all he needed. Angry sex was always fun, after all. [/style] |
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Feb 28, 2013 0:54:21 GMT -8
words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- She crossed one leg over the other, more relaxed around Venedict then she probably should be. Then again, if she couldn't trust Lukas or Vene, then there was no one. Rayna had learned by now that she could not spend her whole life living for only number one, she needed friends to stay stable. She looked over at Venedict and eyed him as she thought about what to do now. Work was slow, so she really had no reason to return to the shop. Lukas was off doing god knows what with god knows who. No, she had nothing to go back to, show in having nothing else to do a very sneaky thought came to mind.
With Venedict so close she really did not have to do much to close the distance between them. "So, are you saying that I am useless because of a few broken ribs?" Oh she would prove him wrong, Rayna was not the lay down and take it type. If Vene thought that he was going to get away with insulting her, well then he was sorely mistaken. She shifted to getting off the couch and took to straddling his hips on her knees. She ran her hand down his chest, over his shirt and decided that it just had to go.
"Maybe I should show you how active I can be, broken or not." With a smirk she reached behind her back slowly, reaching for the very small and cheap switch blade in her back pocket. While she did this she leaned forward and captured his lips in a kiss, hoping to use the kiss as a distraction. Her hand slipped between them, slipping the blade under his shirt as she started to pull up to rip the shirt into nothing but piece. She had no clue if he would try to stop her, but she was not against a little rough play.
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Mar 1, 2013 21:38:03 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828]000 words With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how. | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top] how quick to forget, we are Venedict's words had hit their mark and Rayna was acting in the way that she had hoped she would act. Yes, perfect, he thought arrogantly. Venedict wanted to gloat with the satisfaction of knowing that he was going to get to sleep with Rayna yet again. Unlike him, the other members of Libertine were not as easy to get into bed. So, the mere fact that he has been able to get the others to spread their legs for him, multiple times in some cases, should be considered a priviledge.
Venedict gave the blonde what can only be described as a shit-eating grin in resply as she moved closer to him and responded in kind to his words. "I'm not saying you're useless," Venedict began. This was a good situation. Just a bit more; more anger, more tension, more agression. "I'm just saying that in your... condition, you should be avoiding strenuous activity. We would not want you getting hurt any further than this, now would we?" Venedict chose and enunciated his words carefully. None of them appreciated being manipulated but he was sure that both he and Rayna would be sure to appreciate this later on.
"Hmmm? Perhaps you should. I would love to see what you could do." The Russian man said these words in a taunting tone as he appreciated the woman sitting on top of him. The blonde would not let him off easy, that was for sure. He knew that even with a few broken ribs, Rayna was fully capable of performing what any healthy woman could do if not better. There was no need to worry about hurting her in the event that things got really rough.
Venedict sat back and relaxed even as Rayna pulled the knife out and began to cut his shirt. "I do like this shirt and would appreciate if you did not destroy it, you know." Venedict slid one hand along her thigh as he used the other to pull off her black leather jacket. The only question now was whether or not she would fight him for control. And he sincerely hoped that she would.
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Mar 9, 2013 3:25:44 GMT -8
words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- (I am not sure what Vene is wearing, so I'm just winging it, so I added a tie for fun.)
"mmmhm" Was the only sound that left her lips as she listened to Venedict "explain" what he really meant. For Rayna it all sounded like an interesting way of trying to get her angry. Funny enough she might know what he was up to, but it would not stop her from reacting either way. Rayna did have a fair tempter at the worse of times, she was not a fan of being played with, and Vene was doing quite a good job. She called him a name in russian, the same as the English word bastard. A sound, close to a growl, escaped her lips as she finished with his shirt and closed the knife. Flicking the dull blade across the room onto a different chair. She did not fight him for the jacket. Oh no, she would pick her fights, once the jacket was gone she decided it was her turn to take something of his off, since the shirt was a mess, she went for his tie, which she loosened and pulled off.
She kept the tie in her hands, something to busy herself with as she leaned in and kissed his lips, only to pull away after a rather harsh bite to his bottom lip. The tie, now her greatest weapon, was not placed off to the side, but quickly placed over his eyes as a blind fold. He might was to sleep with her, but she was not about to make it easy. "Tell me, computer boy, did you really think that I would allow you both the control and the right to fuel my anger?" She laughed and ran her hands down his chest. "What should I do with you first I wonder?" She had a grin on her face as she grabbed both wrist and pushed down, hoping that she could keep them in place as she leaned in for another kiss, also rocking her hips into him to get him a bit bothered. "Maybe, just maybe, we should move to the room?"
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Mar 18, 2013 15:25:56 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828]000 words With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how. | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top] how quick to forget, we are Venedict chuckled a bit at the Russian insult and low growl that Rayna threw at him. Those were clear indications to Venedict that he had overstepped his boundary lines. He had manipulated and angered Rayna. She certainly did not seem to appreciate that and Venedict knew that he would not be getting out of this easily, but nonetheless, he could not help but feel proud and excited for what was to come. In all honesty, it had been some time since the last time he had any sex so this session with Rayna was long overdue.
As Rayna finished shredding his shirt, (which he honestly did like before it was destroyed) she began to manipulate the tie around his neck. Venedict half thought that she was going to start choking him with the thing when she tied the strip of fabric around his eyes. So she was going to be in control this time around. Fine – he knew that this would be, as Rayna had so delightfully put it, fun no matter what.
Venedict said nothing in response to Rayna’s questions. He just gave her a smirk in the general direction that her voice was coming form and allowed the pleasurable feeling of her touch to course through his body.
”Whatever you want, Rayna,” Venedict replied as nonchalantly as possible, which was getting a bit difficult at this point. ”Although you might have to lead me. I’d rather not walk into any walls when my hands and eyes are bound.”
(( And then they went into the bedroom where it FADED TO BLACK and they had the fun sexy times together.))
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on Mar 25, 2013 18:22:52 GMT -8
words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- After an enjoyable morning Rayna left Vene in the bedroom while she took the time to take a quick shower. She knew that she would need to head back to the cafe sometime soon and she was not going to walk in all sweaty. Yes Venedict was a good lover, not the best in Rayna's own opinion, but he was at the top of her chart, if she kept around such a chart. What made Venedict stand out was the fact that he liked to push her, he would poke and stab at her personality until she lashed out. Ending in what was only known as angry sex, not that this outcome was bad in anyway.
After her shower she found Venedict off relaxing in his room, probably just as satisfied as she was. Wait, Rayna had an ego, she knew that he was perfectly satisfied. Sadly she did not have all day to herself, before the afternoon shift she would need to get back and make sure that the cafe was still standing. She did however take a moment to wander around his room, rather distracted by a certain poster. What language was this? Chinese? Japanese? Korean? Rayna didn't have a clue but she was soon answered she she dug a little and found a CD case. It had the band on it, their name and a few info tidbits in the front cover. "Computer boy, you must really get bored here all alone. Looks like I need to take you out more, into the real world." As she spoke she waved the CD case in front of her, showing him the object that made her think the he needed to get out more.
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VENEDICT CHAPLIN
Civilian
HIRED ASSASSIN
Hiroshima..45........Tjernobil..86........Windows..95....
Posts: 38
MINI INFO - GENDER: Male
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: 03 AUGUST 1983
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Professional Assassin
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Post by VENEDICT CHAPLIN on Apr 5, 2013 18:49:00 GMT -8
[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background-color:#282828]000 words With eyes unimpressed You're sealing the conversations. And are you wondering how things could be? Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies. But it's not your fault when no one taught you how. | [atrb=style, width:250px;][atrb=valign, top] how quick to forget, we are Venedict laid in bed and relaxed after some very enjoyable sex with Rayna. Venedict knew that it was the right decision to get her agitated. An angry and aggressive Rayna made for some very hot sex indeed. As he laid in bed, he could hear the his shower running, a clear sign that the blonde was taking a shower - something that Venedict needed to do as soon as his most recent partner was done.
Venedict did not specifically order partners he had over the years (he had too many to count or remember). Instead, he usually generalized it on whether the sex was good, bad, or average. Sex with Rayna was always good. Even with her broken rib, the woman did not hold back at all.
”I am not bored here all the time,“ Venedict retorted to the blonde. “And I get out into the real world enough, thank you very much.” Venedict turned to face the blonde and he almost dropped his smile. Almost. He knew how to control himself but the problem was, he knew that Rayna, and all the other members of Libertine for that matter, would be able to call his bullshit.
”What’s wrong with my CDs?” Perhaps he should stow the CDs and just use his MP3s from now on. He just wanted to support the group instead of stealing music from them. To think that this would be his downfall…
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RAYNA KELLER
Civilian
IDENTIFIED PUPIL
Posts: 64
MINI INFO - GENDER: Female
MINI INFO - D.O.B.: Feb. 14th, 1988
MINI INFO - OCCUPATION: Sniper Assassin
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Post by RAYNA KELLER on May 13, 2013 20:35:51 GMT -8
words: 000 tags: Vene --------------------------------------------------------- She shrugged as she turned the CD over in her hand and tried to read the back. Sadly she could only pick up that the band was Japanese, telling from the text. For a Russian born she never thought of Vene being into such music, not that she was allowed to judge. Sure they were assassins and Russians, but that did not mean that they were limited to liking a certain type of music. In fact if Vene wanted to listen to singalongs and show tunes he was more then allowed, but Rayna would just have to point out how "not mainly" that would be. She placed the CD back where she found it and left it be. She was the curious type but instead of asking Vene about his taste she would make it a task later to look things up herself. It was both a curse and blessing, she had a keen ability with attention to detail. Even if she tried to forget about the CD her need to know why it was there, who the band was or even the fact that the music choice itself seemed odd to her.
After returning the CD to it place Rayna placed all her attention on Venedict. "Nothing, none of my business." She had a cat like grin as she moved closer. Most people would be rather worried about her grin, but those that knew Rayna knew about her playful side. Rayna was not a cold killer all the time, she had normal wants, needs, likes and dislikes. She had her own way of doing things and was not afraid to take what she wanted. Maybe that was why Venedict was so easy? She never really had to work hard when it came to Venedict, whether it be for sex or a favor. Venedict was easier to get something out of then the other member of Libertine. Maybe it was because they strangely understood each other, or maybe it was because half the time they shared the same goals. Whatever it was Rayna would not break this odd bond that they shared. She needed all of the links she shared with people, be it Vene or lukas. Even if neither knew it, they both did well to keep the woman happy and controlled.
She leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed and then her knees. She crawled over to Venedict, even though she had just spent the pass 20 minutes showering so that she could leave, she couldn't help but want to mess with him all over again. She placed one hand on his chest to steady herself and keep him from moving. "I may have some time for a second round." She kissed his neck and whispered a few interesting ideas into his ear. Something about the both of them skipping their "fake" jobs for the day.
Sadly the world had a way of knowing when a person did not want to be bothered. Sitting in her front right pocket her phone not only started to ring, but vibrate, causing Rayna to both cuss and sit up on her knees. Stopping her from whatever she was doing to Venedict. She pulled the phone out, took a quick glance and then sighed. "Broken ribs or not the store seems to demand my presence. Something about Lukas taking the day off, what does he got going on that is so important." She move away from Venedict and stood in the middle of his room. She typed out a quick message on her phone and then closed it. She made a sound of sucking on her teeth, she was not happy with being called back to the cafe. "You know I bet he's with that women right now." She did not even give Venedict much time to respond. She left his room, grabbed her jacket and headed to her bike. All that Vene would be left with would be a need for a good shower and maybe a small question. Why was Rayna so worked up about Lukas?
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BUBBLES
Main Admin
Scary Little Girl
sociopath
Posts: 97
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Post by BUBBLES on Jun 2, 2013 17:00:57 GMT -8
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You have been rewarded with ONE RESIDUE EACH as this thread is now complete. I enjoyed the sexytimes. It has been placed in the archives under the 'finished' sub-board. You are more than welcome to PM fate if this thread is not finished or if you are unhappy/unsatisfied with the amount of fate that has been rewarded. Keep up the great work and keep posting with other members. | [cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 500px; height: 35px;] |
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