~Lilith's Locket~ RP

jupiter_hollow • 29 September 2012 at 9:44 PM

@onyx

Again, his demands were met with death glares. She was in no way ready to give out her identity and was getting frustrated of the man's attitude... He had crossed all limits of her patience and yet, she found herself unable to attack - he could overpower her easily. It was agonizing for her...

And another thing she pondered over - how stupid of a situation she got herself into because of falsely invested trust. Before, Aizel had learned all too well what it was being stabbed in the back. Having one too many traitors for family stung most times. With this man, she had given him the benefit of the doubt and he had proved himself a tad bit reliable. Maybe, in the face of him and his brother, she had seen a double chance of accidentally stumbled upon allies? Hopes stomped to the ground, she now sat next to a double faced traitor with a sense of tolerance for women and taste in clothes... How funny.

"Why should I?" Unexpected enough, she didn't question him with mock, but confusion of some sort. "I don't trust you." she explained curtly.

onyx52 • 29 September 2012 at 9:44 PM

@seaangel @jupiter_hollow

Will stayed alone in the room looking at the door Count went trough. He was expecting the two to go at each others necks very fast but it didn't sound like that happened. Now, the boy became slightly curious at what was going on in the other room.

He came close to the door, leaning down a bit to look trough the key hole. As the phone in his pocket rang he quickly straightened up and stepped away from the door. Once he realized what was going on he took the small object and without looking at who was calling he answered.

-"Ummmm, hello?" He said into the phone in a slightly lowered tone sine he didn't want the two in the other room to hear him.

seaangel • 29 September 2012 at 9:47 PM

@onyx

Nevada smiled as he picked up. "Will? Hey, it's Nevada. I just finished my shift at the fudge shop. Wanna catch a movie or something like that?" She asked her voice a bit shaky when she a girl that seemed to be staring at her intensely.

jupiter_hollow • 29 September 2012 at 10:02 PM

@onyx @seaangel Oi, guys got to go now :/ Byez

onyx • 29 September 2012 at 10:05 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Count thought for a bit before he broke out into a quiet laugh. Truly Aizel had no reason to tell him anything. He wouldn't threaten and torture her like he would an enemy. Still he didn't treat her as a comrade either. he did not show her any trust and received none in return.

It was funny to him how in this situation he in a way became the powerless one although he had many weapons at his disposal, could easily defeat the girl in hand to hand combat and was the one who dictated what was to happen.

-"Like i said previously, it would make this situation much easier." He explained.

@seaangel

-" I don't know.....i might need to do something." William explained as he gazed back at the door. He felt a bit uneasy leaving the two alone. Although he wouldn't even think of stepping in between the two in case of a fight he believed he might would probably be able to help in other ways.

seaangel • 29 September 2012 at 10:22 PM

Nevada quickly walked for her car as Arizona got out and went after her. A scream went into the phone as she was tackled to the ground. Everything after that was blank as the phone beeped and stopped the call.

@onyx

Sorry brain dead.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 4:51 AM

@onyx XD @seaangel

The scene had been so familiar to her. Captured, disarmed and to someone's disposal. She'd ended up in similar situations too many times. Yet, strangely, the few starter punches or kicks she's expected did not come. She refused to spill and yet he still hadn't snapped and hurt her.

Not that she minded... It just made things all the more interesting. This meant she could refuse all she wanted if he still hadn't brought up his fists in the conversation.
So, again, she huffed, flashing him a frown. "Like I said earlier, you first..."

This could go on forever, she was sure of it. The man seemed to have nerves of steel and she herself had a hard head and determination of a bull seen red. She wasn't going to talk if her limbs were cut off. funny how such a small matter as saying her own name could get her this reeled up...

"Why don't you just get on with it anyway?" she mumbled, barely coherent, baring her teeth in a snarl. "I don't have all day..."

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 5:31 AM

@seaangel Sorry dude,but the whole attack on the good guys loved ones thing is a bit of an over used ting. It just doesn't seem right to me, at least at the moment as there have been only a few events since the start.

@jupiter_hollow @aizel

Count understood that he first had to make up his mind on how he would treat the girl and then either succumb to her demands or stop hesitating while trying to get the information out of her. It would be no difference if Aizel knew his name so there was no need to continue with this pointless dispute. It was only a waste of time but all the same Count felt slightly defeated.

-" Most people know me as Count." He explained shortly and simply.

-" Now,would the stubborn young lady mind cooperating? " He questioned her.

aizel • 30 September 2012 at 5:43 AM

@onyx

Under the veil of slick black hair, a satisfied smile appeared, marring Aizel's lips as she looked up. To her surprise, he'd caved in. as if she was the advantaged one, who questioned him, not the other way around. In a minute, she\d regained her strict frown, but didn't seem so angry anymore.
"Izzie." she stated in delight, giving out as much info as he'd given her. Interesting how long he could last... Her conscience told her it wasn't a good idea to test this guy's limits, but Aizel, being Aizel, brushed aside her thoughts and pulled her knees up to her chest, leaning her elbows on them. "So, Count, why'd you bring me here?"

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 6:03 AM

@aizel

Count couldn't help but sigh once more. It seemed that him giving in wasn't the best choice as the girl became a bit too confident now. Good thing, she wasn't yet ticking him too much with this attitude.

-" The events from a few hours ago were very chaotic and could turn out to be dangerous fro both of us. I brought you here only to straighten things out and make sure we are all 'unharmed'."

The statement sounded a bit strange to Count himself but he believed he made his intentions very much clear.

aizel • 30 September 2012 at 6:12 AM

@onyx

Aizel couldn't help but let out a raspy laugh, raising a hand to press against fingers against the ridges of her nose. She smiled sarcastically.
"Dude, get your facts straight, I don't trust you." her voice was humorous, in stark contrast to the threatening manner of the statement. Her eyes had hardened to some extent, but overall, she didn't seem very harmful for now.
"Now, let's count Count." she snipped in sarcasm again. "You picked a fight for no reason, pulled me into a shoot out, then knocked me out because you wanted to keep me safe? You had no motive to bring me here. Making sure I was safe is something I prefer people leave to my own liberty, since I don't exactly look helpless, do I? I helped you, you helped me, end of story. Bringing me here does not straighten out things, it just makes me want to gut you." she had started out quiet and steady, voice not angry, but still a bit harsh. At the end, it had turned into a hiss, Aizel's eyes had narrowed again and she'd felt the need to actually gut the boy, had she owned a knife...
"It's my turn to be unreasonable, don't you think?"

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 6:28 AM

@aizel

Finally Counts patience ran out. He turned to the girl with his eyes much colder than before and his voice sounding much more harsh.

-"To keep you safe?" He questioned with a slight mocking laugh.

-" Don't flatter yourself. I couldn't care less about your safety. It is only that i don't feel comfortable letting you run off considering you witnessed me commit multiple crimes. As for my motives to bring you here, it is as simple as me doing it only because i can. I could keep you here as a decoration, an ornate vase, if i wished and you truly couldn't do a thing about it." The man struggled to keep his voice down but i doing so only made himself sound more angered.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 6:46 AM

@onyx

Aizel smiled, genuinely now, leaning back on the wall and blowing the strands of hair out of her face, so the satisfied smile was in Count's view.
"Knew you'd snap." she chirped out rather happily. "Oh I'm not flattering myself, you said it - 'make sure we were all unharmed'. Hm?" she questioned, giving Count a quizzical look.
"I don't make a pretty decoration, do I? Sweety, you're not making sense... Why are you so interested in a decoration's indentity? Can't harm you, so my name couldn't matter less..." she seemed rather pleased that he'd exploded, but wondered what would happen if she continued. Strange enough, she felt a bit of fear of him, for no reason whatsoever. Maybe it was because he held her captive? Or maybe... the anger she knew would explode from him sooner or later.

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 7:07 AM

@jupiter_hollow

In all of his life Count had never encountered someone who used every single one of his words against him this much. He got up on his feet grabbing Aizel and pulling her up as well. Roughly he pushed her against the wall before bringing her up to his own height. In doing so he almost lifted her up completely from the ground since she was considerably shorter than him.

-" Don't use it against me if i give an effort to be pleasant and refrain from openly telling you how much you irritate me. I am only trying to state that i have the upper hand at the moment and that you shouldn't question the reasons for my actions." He hissed out at her.

-"Now stop twisting my words and instead answer me questions." He commanded strictly.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 7:41 AM

@onyx I'll stay for five more mins >.>

Her head sharply snapped upwards as Count jolted, dragging her up with him. Her heart sped as she lost ground, extending her feet to try and step on the floor, but ended up only scraping her toes against it. She breathed in sharply. It wasn't to her liking to be handled this way and Count's words appealed to her much less... She had yet to snap as well. He had gone on her nerve in a matter of seconds. Before Count had finished his scentence, she let out a deafening roar, baring he teeth in his face.
"MY NAME IS AIZEL KAY TYLK!!!" she shouted, eyes almost red in fury. "I'm 18, female, a bounty hunter, low payed, NOT GIVING A HECK ABOUT YOU!!!" she screeched again, this time making sure her voice echoed in the entire room and house. "You wanted answers? There, you got them... You got your answers. YOU.GOT.YOUR.ANSWERS!!!"

Raising her foot, she aimed to kneel him in the stomach, to make him let go. "And what did that benefit you? Calling me by my real name would somehow make things better...? You know what? Go die in a hole."

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 8:10 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Count put the girl down, not wanting to get punched or kicked and also because a small amount of regret appeared in him as he regained his calm. The wound on his arm caused him a great deal of pain again. It wasn't the best idea to use it that much with such an injury. He brought a hand to the deep bleeding cut. From time to time a slightly frustrated sigh or moan escaped him.

At the moment he just wished the girl never even existed. She was the source of numerous problems and irritated him very badly.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 8:33 AM

@onyx

Upon being let down, Aizel had raised a fist, keen on bringing it down on Count's face but at the sight of his bleeding arm, she let her hands fall limp back down. She rasied an eyebrow, plopping on the ground nonchalantly. Rather emotionless, almost dead, her black eyes penetrated his own.
"You can't even handle yourself..." she murmured inaudibly, but hoped he'd heard her. "Deep." another mumble followed, referring to the wound itself as she leaned back on the wall again. After blowing up, she'd regained her composure in a strikingly short amount of time.

He seemed in pain - at least that was what she could tell from his moan. He'd been aware of his injury, yet had gone through the liberty of man-handling her so he could prove his point, thus ending up on the flip side again...
"Stupid." she sighed at him, then patted the place next to her. "Sit." the order was short, curt and left no room for objections, though, she guessed Count would definitely try and argue.

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 8:48 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Count ignored most of Aizels short comments as most of them were either insults or stupid statements of the obvious. The only word he payed attention to was the last one said. It was a very simple command but since he didn't know why she would give it he was reluctant to obey, and there was also his pride getting in the way. Giving in to the girls wishes without any resistance would portray him as rather weak or desperate in the given situation.

-"Why?" He asked in a low tone as his gaze was examining her face, looking for anything that would give out her intentions.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 9:01 AM

@onyx

A pair of nonchalantly dead black eyes met his. She raised an eyebrow, visibly frustrated of what waryness he displayed. She moved to cross her legs, sitting in front of him in the most casual pose. A hand was raised to point at the wound.
"Beause you have a gunshot, big enough to be labeled a penetration wound." she stated clearly, referring to the width of the wound. It was as if he'd been shot with a 12 mm Falcon Rifle. It looked like his arm was ready to fall off...
"And you're spilling..." she looked down at the amount of blood pooling on the floor. A lot of it seeped inbetween the cracks of the wooden floor, or sinking in the man's clothes that were already completely stained red. "Sit." she ordered again.

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 9:17 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Although Count would gladly show further resistance, the state he was in made him more persuadable. He wasn't the type that can endure a large amount of pain, actually he was greatly bothered even by small amounts of it. He sat down beside the girl as she had ordered but he still looked at her carefully without much trust in his eyes. It was obvious he was far from relaxed. He appeared ready to attack or stop Aizel if she tried to do so.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 9:27 AM

@onyx

Distrustful gaze was penetrated by a piercingly nonchalant one. aizel sighed in exasperation, examining his wound with a few brief glances. Skin was ripped, although the bone had not been affected. the bullet had entered and exited his skin, leaving the edges of his skin concave on the front and convex on the back. She wondered if it had tugged on a few nerve strings. Ironic how he flusteredly twitched, visibly nervous.
"Calming down, try it..." she advised, aiming to mock him a bit. She was unarmed and yet he was wary... "It's as bad as it looks." she stated, calming tone humorrously contrasting to the statement itself. "You pain resistant?"

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 9:56 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Count relaxed a bit just like Aizel advised but upon hearing her question he stiffened up again. He remained silent for a while unsure how to answer. It would be a bit embarrassing to say how poorly he handled pain but she would find out anyway if she was thinking of doing anything to his wound.

This situation could easily become tense since Count would act like a child at the doctors in case the girl caused him any pain. There would be cursing, hissing and who knows what else.

Count couldn't accept letting his pride take such a hit so he decided to 'suck it up'. He turned away from Aizel so that he wasn't looking the girl in the eye as he lied.

-"I suppose." He said slowly.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 10:08 AM

@onyx

"Good then." Nodding curtly, she took hold of his arm, rather sharply and tugged the shirt off, so the wounded shoulder was exposed. She mentally winced at the sight but carried on in inspecting it.

"Worse than it looks." she corrected her previous statement, blowing a sigh of exasperation. "What'd they shoot you with? A tank?" she wondered out loud. The wound was deeper, more swoolen and reddened than she'd expected.

Biting her lip in contepmlation of what to do, she decided on trying to disinfect it first. Adruptly, she got up, trotting over the coffee table nearby and tugging the cover that lay on it. A few dishes clanked on the floor, but she payed no attention to the mess, returning to the boy's side. "Do you drink?" the strange question, she'd asked while rummaging through her own pockets. In a minute, she produced a canteen from them and opened the cap. "Brandie." she pointed to it. "Great for disinfecting."

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 10:25 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Count thought of telling her what gun he was shot out of, he knew it exactly as it was his own but he didn't want to explain why he would deal himself such a wound. He remained silent watching Aizel make a mess too concentrated on the pain and bleeding to care for her destroying things.

He was a bit surprised by her sudden question. Before he could give her a positive response the information of what she is intending to do forced him into further silence.Unconsciously he started backing away from the girl.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 11:25 AM

@onyx

An elevated laugh later, she looked at him smiling. He - the so very high-placed gentleman with pride up to the roof and level of arrogance that noone could reach...was now afraid of a few drops of alchohol. She couldn't help but take advantage of the situation and mock him... "It won't hurt much, now hold your horses. Afraid of a plain canteen with brandy?" she raised an eyebrow, smirk held in place. Due to his pride and high level of egoism, she was sure he would stand still for the sake of well-treasured dignity...
"Now bite." she guessed that relieving his pain would be something she could get a bonus for later, maybe he'd even agree to releace her... She extended a thin belt, undoubtedly hers for him to bite into. "Now hold still."
Without further ado or any warning, one fourth of the canteen was poured down onto the open gunwound...

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 11:59 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Although he took the object from Aizel the man had no intention of biting into it since doing so seemed rather pathetic and weak to him. Still once the liquid slipped into the wound the belt ended up in between his teeth in a matter of seconds. Count let out a rather loud growl but remained more or less still. His eyes closed and his pride now almost dead.
He truly doubted this was a better option than simply bleeding to death. Plus she was now only disinfecting it, what the hell was next then. He knew she would mock him even more trough the whole process, although from what he thought, this was all her fault any way.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 5:25 PM

@onyx We could calmly agree that the roleplay forum is the most lively part of eggcave ^^

Not that she was trying to sound arrogant or anything, but honestly, she'd expected a person like him - athletically built and muscled, to e able to handle pain. Hence the shoot out, she'd taken it he was an experienced sniper or an assasin pro of some sort. Now, she had some doubts about that. His professional gunman skills still remained in the picture, proving him to be a greater enemy, but she felt her awe of him disappear raher quickly.
"Hold still I said. It hurts less." she had wanted to say something and calm him down, but Aizel, being Aizel, knew nothing of socializing with people whatsoever, much less dealing with ones in pain. So, she ende up bulrting curses for him to stand still. With all his twitching, she spilled all her brandy on the wrong place and grunted loudly.

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 5:52 PM

@jupiter_hollow Yup 😸

Count gave more of an effort to stand still but it seemed Aizel would keep cursing at him all until he was completely motionless.

-" Lord just hurry up, i don't even care if it hurts like hell! It can't be worse than listening to you!" The man ended up yelling out. He finally responded the way he usually would at such a moment.

Being a female and younger than Count, Aizel received a slightly higher level of tolerance than most people would from him. If it were someone else doing this Count would have immediately tugged his arm away and informed the person they suck at treating wounds by either cursing at them or lecturing them.

jupiter_hollow • 30 September 2012 at 6:02 PM

@onyx XD I love this guy!!!

"You're not standing still, I'm hurrying!" a yell just as loud answered Count's. He was being impatient, rude and unmannered. It irked even if i she acted the same way, even worse. She was aware that sooner or later, the boy would get tired of putting up with her and start acting like a human being, not a gentleman. She was capable of irking anyone and here, she tried a bit to avoid that. However, they were birds of a feather, similar in character. Both of them shared fiery attitudes and short tempers, though Count seemed a bit more tolerant than her. She wondered if his gentleman nature worked with other women. With her, rude and arogant gunman, things like being a gentleman didn't work, since... she didn't exactly act like a woman, but she bet he was a keeper with other girls.

"One last time." she warned, showering his wound with the alchohol and then bringing the cover from the coffee table to press against the wound tightly, stopping more blood from flowing out. Most of the red liqiud was washed away.

onyx • 30 September 2012 at 6:24 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Count growled again but now sounding more irritated than in pain. He felt relieved the girl finally finished torturing him, hopefully in all ways. Although she was very troublesome, Aizel helped him tremendously in the short time that passed from when they met. Also, she was perhaps the only female he considered a true fighter. He was use to seeing women take on roles of bounty hunters and assassins but in most of those cases they used trickery and deception to reach a target rather than strength and powerful weaponry.

Count gained a rather good impression of Aizel but there was no doubt he would never tell her that.