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Ivy rolled her eyes as she heard Vlad his lame reasons. He did his best to sound confident but Ivy knew he was scared. He was too weak and she would have shot him, but then Regan crashed the party. With one move, he knocked the guy out. “Argh you are no fun, I was enjoying myself.” She said annoyed.
She listened as he explained why they should let him live, and he made a good point, shooting everybody, wasn’t helping with building an army. “Alight, alright chérie, guess you are right.” She spoke, smiling falsely towards the now knocked out guy. “Well, he’ll be fun, it like it when they shake when I’m talking.” She said. “So now what?” she asked. “Call in some men to watch him, then we can check the remaining rooms inside.” She added, answering her own question.
Regan nodded at her suggestion as he headed back upstairs to hollar at some of the men, with two coming in and meeting him back in the room. "You two, watch this man and one of you let us know when he's awake." He then motioned for Ivy to follow him. "You ready babe?" he lets out a sly smile, saying babe in a firm voice he walks out the door hoping she follows as he heads to a nearby office to see trash laying everywhere and nothing out of the ordinary in the normal apocalyptic day. Except for maybe a few porno mags on the desk. He chuckles while checking them out before turning to see Ivy at the door. "What? The little general needs to have some fun too" He said laughing. Enjoying himself at this point. They have the place taken over so they can admire the small details. They can take a second to breath and sleep at night knowing they are secure.
(reply to this post when you finished with anything you need and i can wake up, if something happens ill edit this post)
Vlad opened his right eye and what he first saw was the ceilling, then he noticed the people looking at him, they had already noticed he was awaken "oh, for Odin´s beard, not again please" he tryied to move his body without waking, the floor was really unconfortable with all the broken things, the small broken branches and maybe one cockroach under his back. "do i look like someone dangerous to you? please let me go and lets pretend this never happened, i plead you"
(you might had already noticed, but Vlad´s haves some knowledge about nordics and vikings, that he might use when being mercy-less)
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 21, 2016 18:33:25 GMT -5
Ivy got close to one of the men that were suppose to guard the stranger she just caught. “Don’t let him get away, cause you won’t live to tell.” she said stern. He nodded, but was too afraid to look her in the eyes.
Then she followed Regan. She smiled as he called her babe. “Well, well, you tease.” She replied with a wink. Ivy entered the room, only to see Regan going through some porn. She rolled her eyes, but kept the smile up. It wasn’t the time for this, but she couldn’t help but laugh, it was funny, especially with the comment about his little man. “I was just going to ask, is that a banana in your pants or you just happy to see me, but never mind it’s the porn.” she joked. “Well actually you called him little man, so I guess it shouldn’t call him a banana, right chérie.” Ivy added keeping the evil grin on her face.
It was strange how they bonded, Ivy was still the cold hard bitch and Regan was still the tough guy, but being leaders together, gave the sort of connection, a very dark one, cause it was weird to see their twisted minds agreed.
But rethinking Ivy had to agree, they had time for some fun, the place was there, all they had to do was gather some materials, so they could make some bedrooms etc. “If you are done, giving attention, to little Regan, then I guess we should gather some men, to raid the houses for stuff, or do you want to relax for a bit?” she asked looking at him.
(Well I think we’ll talk some more with just Regan and Ivy, then when ready we’ll post one of our men coming I nto get us ;-))
"Shit" he thought as he realized he described his manhood as little to Ivy. He covered himself with the mag before laughing it off. He then puts the mag down and nods as she suggests that they relax a minute. Well that or grab some guys to raid those houses but that can be done with ease. "Relaxing sounds good, imma grab a smoke." Smiling at her he leaned against the desk and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. Grabbing a square and lighting it he tossed the pack to Ivy. "Want a square?" he explained as if it was a necessary need. Grabbing a smoke was relaxing to him. He stared at Ivy and thought to himself. How lucky he was to find a piece of ass in the apocalypse. Even if he hasn't made his move yet, he's closer than the rest.
"You know, I don't know much about you from before. You know me, MMA fighter. But you? What'd you do? Strip? Clean teeth?" He said with a goofy smile and the cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth.
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 23, 2016 15:20:37 GMT -5
Ivy noticed by the look on his face, he regretted calling his member little. She chuckled, since it was funny to see his reaction, he joined her and laughed it off. She was happy Regan agreed to relaxing a bit, she didn’t want to admit it, but she was slightly tired, of course Ivy would never show that.
She heard how he offered a cigarette. “Nah, I’ll just share one with you, If that is ok, I won’t smoke one on my own.” She replied, before walking over to the desk and also leaning against it next to Regan. As she walked she could see him staring, which only made her feel better, Ivy liked to be looked at. “Tsk tsk, always wanting what you can’t have.” she said with a grin letting a finger gently rush over his face. Ivy made sure her tone was a little jokingly, she wasn’t sure if she and Ragan would ever hook up, but she didn’t hate the idea completely.
The nhe asked about her past, her facial expression changed, she hated her past, the pain it caused, but it was only fair he knew about it. So she tried her best to keep the false smile up. She actually chuckled when he asked if she was a stripper. “Haha a stripper, you wish.” She laughed. “Not that I wouldn’t be good at it.” She added teasingly. “I was head of a modeling company.” She spoke as she thought about the good days. “Even walked a few catwalks myself, I mean come on, I do have the looks for it, right?” she asked while softly poking her ell bow at his ribs.
As she waited for his reply, she thought about how much she lost, the only thing she had left was her horse, which she had to leave in a nearby town, cause Acer didn’t want it around. Ivy would go back for it, she left it in a safe and locked place with enough food and water, she hoped it would survive. “Before I forget, when we are done later with cleaning the place up, I need you to take me somewhere with a car.” she said as she looked at him.
He listens as she comes over and takes a puff from his cigarette. He shows off a smile while taking the cigarette back, interested in her response. He then lets out a small chuckle as she asks him if she has the looks to be a model. "Hell ya girl. You can't hide them curves." he said before taking another puff and shaking off the ashes.
He glances at her smiling and thoughts race through his mind. "damn it." "I can't." "fuck it why not." While she wasn't looking it him, he was about to reel in for a kiss before stopping quickly and straightening up his face as she tells him she may need him to take her somewhere after they are all done cleaning up. "Sure can. Why, you need something?" his curiousity begins to eat at him as he wonders if she just wants a place private to get her groove on with him. But then again, that's just typical Regan thoughts as he shakes them off and begins to speak. "Ya know what, a while back I went like 4 months without water." He smiled knowing he's full of shit as he continues. "Not really but you know what, it was a long fucking time to me. I was so thirsty. I was searching everywhere man. Searched cars, I searched gas stations, barns. But you wouldn't believe where I finally found some. Heh, I finally found some fucking water in a dog bowl at some country home. I didn't even search the house first. I seen it on the porch and chugged it down. Felt like a true animal then..." He leans his head back with a smile, grateful that the days have gotten better for him.
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 24, 2016 19:43:26 GMT -5
Ivy smiled as Regan agreed on her being good looking. “You better agree, hate to kill you over such a stupid thing.” Ivy joked, winking at him. She shook her heard as Regan asked if she needed something. “Not really, I need to get something back, I should have never left.” She spoke.
She still regretted that Acer made her leave her lovely beautiful horse. She liked Acer, but on second thought she was glad he was dead, she was now in shared control with Regan and he was the best guy she met so far. He also shared her twisted mind, but didn’t take it too far. Ivy liked that a lot.
Ivy listened to the story about the water, she chuckled as Regan told her he drank from a dog bowl. “Can I take you for a walk now or do I have to get my whip out.” She said with a grin. Then she placed her hand on his cheek. “Aww, I shouldn’t laugh, it’s not funny to have no water, you poor thing.” She said smiling. Then she leaned in and kissed is cheek. “There that will ease the pain.” She said with another grin. Ivy loved to tease.
Regan didn't flinch as she kissed him on the cheek as she replied saying that'll ease the pain. He smirked a cocky smirk and spit out, "Yeah I got some pain down below as well." Being the douche bag he was he didn't expect much from it as he finished the cigarette and put it out on a stack of books on the desk. "Let's get to work." He said before leaving the room, rolling up his sleeves.
Walking right onto the scene he could see Vlad begging the men to let him go as if none of this ever happened. "Dude, stop being such a pussy. Look you got one chance to live. That's listen to us and don't try anything stupid. If you behave like a good little soldier, you won't get a mouth full of lead, got it?" He spoke with a stern voice talking to the downed man as if he was a child. "Now we're going to go get supplies from that line of houses over yonder, while you stay and do whatever that lil lady right there says." He says pointing at Ivy. "I figured one of us stays here and holds down the fort. Afterwards we'll go grab that thing you were talking about. I'll leave some goons here to clean up. We only got 3 trucks anyways." He smiles at her listening to her response before walking past the two men pushing them along with him. He stops at the door way and looks at Vlad. "You try anything and imma fuck you up." Looking at him with a serious look in his eyes Regan backs out of the room to go address some men for the trip.
Vladislav's was now a discreet annoyement face, he knew he was not going to be alone again, unless they take everything of him and drop him in a deadly place.
"oh, for Odin" he shivered after thinking about everything they could do soo he decieded to obbey to everything, dont make questions nor talk.
"Dude, stop being such a pussy. Look you got one chance to live. That's listen to us and don't try anything stupid. If you behave like a good little soldier, you won't get a mouth full of lead, got it?" Regan said
Vlad sighted and tryed to get into a more confortable position, slowly without looking suspicious
Last Edit: Feb 24, 2016 22:49:29 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 25, 2016 12:53:38 GMT -5
Ivy rolled her eyes as Regan spoke about the pain down below. “Baby steps, chérie, don’t be greedy.” Ivy replied with a grin. Because of the comment he made, Ivy was sure he was interested in her, but she didn’t made up her mind yet, was she interested, was she not? All she knew, was that they were bonding and that she liked spending time with Regan, while being with him, she could see be the cold bitch.
She watched him put out the cigarette and nodded as he said they should get back to work. “Yes let’s.” she replied. Ivy followed him back in the other room and noticed Vlad was back up and begging to let him go. She hated beggars, they would never get anything done from her. As he noticed them, he said something about Odin, Ivy was a pretty smart woman and knew he was talking about the Norse gods. “What is up with you and gods anyway.” She said once more rolling her eyes.
Ivy grinned as Regan spoke, he said exactly what she would say. She chuckled as Regan told Vlad to listened to her. “Oh don’t worry dear, I’ll make him listen, I’ll be fine.” She said smiling. Ivy then looked at Regan as he told her how he saw the plan. “Yup sounds good to me, I’ll hold down the fort, keep an eye on him and get the place ready for the supplies, well with some men of course, you know how I hate to get my hands dirty.” She said grinning.
Ivy noticed how Regan threatened Vlad, telling him not to try anything. Did he care for her, or was it just a threat, because he liked making threats. She didn’t know, and for now she didn’t ask. Then Regan left the room, some men that didn’t go on the supply tip joined Ivy. “Well, we need to get this place ready, get the bodies out, clean it up a bit, now get to work!” She yelled. “Not you.” She said pointing at a guy. “You get to the highest point you can, take the sniper and watch the perimeter from up there.” She said pointing up. The guy nodded, he went to fetch the sniper rifle and would then make his way up.
Then Ivy finally looked at Vladislav. “You have two choices, one, I take off the ropes, you help get this place cleaned up.” Ivy spoke. “Two, I take off the ropes, you try to run, you die.” She added. “Which one will it be, don’t wait too long, I might get impatient, and I’m pretty sure if I pick, it will be option two.” She spoke grinning once more.
Vlad clenched his fist when he listened to Ivy say “What is up with you and gods anyway.”
After some time he started to believe in norse gods that first was a influence for folk metal bands he listened, after all he was never a catholic or anything else "if we are going to worship fake gods, why cant i select mine?" bad idea Vlad, you forgot the no talk rule.
“You have two choices, one, I take off the ropes, you help get this place cleaned up.” Ivy said
Vlad was happy to know he had oportunity to escape or trying something, he started thinking for some seconds when Ivy said:
“Two, I take off the ropes, you try to run, you die.” It was enough to remove the smile from his face, he had to rethink again about escaping because... it never works. He felt stupid, how he could never thought about the second option
“Which one will it be, don’t wait too long, I might get impatient, and I’m pretty sure if I pick, it will be option two.” Ivy said
"alright we all know my answer just take off this ropes and... *sigh* i wont try to escape" He said with an angry tone softened to not sound irrespectfull.
He noticed his backpack was not there anymore and said
"please dont tell me you took the canned soups... or my.... my spiked wristbands!!! please thats my most valuable thing i have, i never liked to go out with them and if infection didnt changed it, why would you do that? please mercy for them... well for me" he said in an slightly worried tone, they were important for him but not more than food or water.
"And for my fur coat, please" He finished talking
Last Edit: Feb 25, 2016 17:40:27 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 25, 2016 17:53:23 GMT -5
Ivy didn’t like it, that he spoke up to her, about the gods. “I don’t care who the hell you worship, but don’t ever think of speaking when we clearly asked you to shut up, one snap of my fingers and you are dead!” she yelled back. Ivy had a short fuse, besides she cared about no one but herself, well and her horse and a small part cared about Regan too, but she was still in denial about that.
She then calmed herself and waited for him to pick an option. Again she really didn’t like the tone he picked an option, but this time she stayed calm. She was just about to cut him loose, when he noticed his backpack was gone.
Immediately he asked about his canned soup, spiked wristbands and a fur coat. Ivy had just about enough of this whole charade. She stepped closer and smacked Vladislav with the palm of her hand. “Enough of this!” she yelled. “You, should be glad we let you live, instead of worrying about those things.” She added. Ivy then shook her head and gave him a glare right after. “If you listened to us and be a good boy, you’ll get your stuff back, for now you get nothing and you get to work.” Ivy said before kneeling down and cutting him loose. “No funny tricks, my men are everywhere and they shoot to kill.” She spoke stern.
Regan walks to the street where three trucks are parked in line. 2 men get in the back one. 3 Men get in the middle one. And Regan along with two others get in the front one before driving off and down the hill where they slow down at the first couple of houses. Regan drives up ahead to the third house as the other two trucks stop at the other two houses and they all park on the curb before pouring out with weapons in hand.
"Remember, mattresses, food, and any supplies that we can use!" He said yelling across the yards at the others not caring if a walker hears him. Regan then proceeds to kick in the red door as he and the two selected to come with him searched the house. Regan first heads into the kitchen while the others head into the hallway leading to the rooms. Searching through the cabinets, Regan is able to fill his bag with all sorts of canned vegetables. Hitting the jackpot straight off the bat, even managing to snag a bag of bbq chips. Been a while since he had it so it was a solid find on his end. "K boys!" He said walking out the front door to turn and see them bring out a mattress to the truck with another one already there. "Hell yeah." He turned to the other houses and seen them filling there trucks with some good shit as well. "Alright let's fill these babies up another time!" And with that he hops in the truck and continue raiding the houses.
“I don’t care who the hell you worship, but don’t ever think of speaking when we clearly asked you to shut up, one snap of my fingers and you are dead!” Vlad sighted and stopped speaking, it was useless, they werent the people that listens to reasons.... nor the people that could listen to the stupid reasons Vlad gave.
Then he talked about his things, Ivy answered “If you listened to us and be a good boy, you’ll get your stuff back, for now you get nothing and you get to work." Then he tought he was going to be grounded there forced to follow them, or being murdered later.
“No funny tricks, my men are everywhere and they shoot to kill.” Ivy took away the ropes "you know im not a funny person" he said with a soft tone of resignation, he later knew that was going to bring him problems and said "i´ll look for a broom or something"
He crouched to grab a broom that was lying in the ground, broken in two pieces, as if someone tryied to use it as a weapon, he scratched his beard, looking for his things, with dessesperation but silently.
He started to sweep the floor trying to calm down, leaving the idea of recovering his things, it was time to really stop talking and obbey, something he didnt like if he never offered to be loyal
(Vlad was not suposed to be this arrogant or anything like this... but i think its not his real him, maybe later he can return to be the original Vlad, how it was supposed to be when i created him, although im thinking about the virtues and flaws of playing someone like that)
Last Edit: Feb 26, 2016 20:38:29 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 27, 2016 18:50:31 GMT -5
As Ivy got the ropes off, she heard Vlad telling her he wasn’t a funny person. “I’m even worse than just not funny.” She said stern. “You don’t want to find out though.” She added. Ivy nodded as he said he would search a broom. “Yes you do that.” She replied.
The men did a great job and in no time all the dead bodies were out. Ivy as commanding the rest of them what stuff could go and what could stay. Every now and then she looked over at Vlad who was cleaning the floor.
Sometime later the place seemed ready, with such a large group it was easy to clean the place up. Ivy her next goal was to get the power up, it was a power plant, she figured that somewhere in the building had to be a backup generator.
She snapped her fingers and two men came running and made some sort of bow. “The only unchecked part of this power plant, is one floor down, sort of the big besetment.” Ivy spoke as she was pacing from left to right. “It’s big and dark and there might be some walkers around.” She added. “You take some flashlights, some men and clean it out, I’m sure the backup generator is down there.” She said stopping and looking at them. “Report back when it’s done.” She added. The men nodded and left the room.
She then walked over to Vladislav. “Yo, Cinderella, I’m pretty sure the floor is clean enough, go find something else to make yourself useful.” She spoke. “But stay in sight and like I said, don’t try anything, cause you won’t live to tell.” She added.
(I can imagine him being a little shocked about what happened, I’m sure the real Vlad will come soon-ish ;-)) (Oh and no worrie, she’ll give him his stuff back soon )
Work was done and Ivy was going away Vlad was free... nearly free... not free, vigilated But he could have a relaxing time, he leant against the wall and slowly went down, he reached the floor and started with melancholy, thinking about what he lost, his life, and how the first persons he met captured him. He droped punched the wall, then he calmed down and went out after a few minutes and sat down a tree, then he stared to the floor until something happened, the place was looking like if no infected was near
(Haha, wasnt worried about my character things, i knew they werent important things, but when i was using my spiked wristband and thought about my character things, it doesnt matters if i recover them or not)
Last Edit: Feb 28, 2016 10:28:10 GMT -5 by Deleted
Regan and the other two trucks pull in full of useful things from mattresses and other bed accessories to food. Opening the truck while he allows the others to unload the truck he approaches four men at the front of the first tower. "Hey, go help them unload the truck then I want you all to make a few more trips. Make sure we have enough beds for everyone. There's still plenty of houses to go and we already have half of what we need. Oh and fellas!" He screams out to get the attention of the working men, "We got booze." He said with a smile while he and some of the guys that went on the trip hold up a few twelve packs they managed to score in the run.
Looking around seeing everything cleaned up Regan shakes his head in an appreciative manner. He can see the potential. Their vision of starting something big. Rebuilding Acer's army was the goal. But to continue wrecking this new world, they needed a place. And they've found it. The Power Plant was perfect. Barbed wired fences, large towers that can oversee the whole area. They hit the jack pot. He then looks over at a smaller tower and see's there's one identical to it across the yard. Both with a perfect sniper perch. "Hey Dave, come here." A scraggly beard man walks up to him sporting his sniper rifle hanging from his neck. "Your new job is to lookout from that perch up there. You can see over all the fucking trees. Shit's perfect." He pats him on the shoulder as he agrees and wanders off. Regan lights up a cigarette and screams out, "good to be alive! Woo!"
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