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Post by Ladia on Sept 21, 2009 4:17:03 GMT
Ladia sighs in relief just outside the bar. It took a lot of patience and wit to sneak out of the institute. She refuses to go back now that she's free. She can't inflict her ability on Oz anymore. He's actually a decent guy when he's not around her ability. She's seen AND heard that. She peeks in the bar and sighs in relief to see that, tonight at least, the bartender is female. She quietly slips in and slowly makes her way to the bar. She had shed her Rico uniform for a pair of tight jeans and a blue turtleneck. "I'd like some rum, please," she says, showing her ID. The bartender nods and gets her the drink. Ladia takes a sip and sighs as the liquor spreads it's warmth through her body.
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Post by Trevor Ramirez on Sept 21, 2009 17:38:40 GMT
Trevor sighed as he walked toward the bar. He was still shell shocked and pissed at himself. How could he have been so stupid? Oh curse his curiousity! His mother knew it was going to bite him in the ass one of these days. And now, he was paying for it big time! Not only does he have to deal with his epilepsy...buthe has to deal with this virus too! Either one of them having the potential to kill him. Oy...well he's had to fight for everything he's ever had...so what does fighting for his life mean. Just another day for him. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a dark green t-shirt as he walked down the street. His arm heavily bandanged to cover the wounds he had gotten. He was still thinking about whether or not to join the Insitute. He told the doctor to give him 24 hours to think about it. Trevor sighed as he looked at his watch. 8 hours left. Dern 24 hours went by way too fast! He walked into the bar. One girl was sitting off by herself but other then that it was empty. The bartender asked if she could help him. Trevor didn't udnerstand her but he got the gernal idea. He nodded, "Sí podría tener algunos de ron por favor?" Yes could I have some of the rum please? he said. The bartender looked at him like he was insane. Trevor sighed. Oy he really did need to learn English. "El ron." The rum. he said again pointing toward the bottle. The bartender got it that time and asked for his ID. He showed it and gave it to him. "Gracias." Thank you. He took the glass and sat at the barstool and drank the liquor...
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Post by Rico Attendant Darky on Sept 21, 2009 22:26:32 GMT
Oz just needed a fucking rest! He could barely think and he just needed to get away from the sick people. He was tired of seeing what was going to happen to him, he was tired of it all and he just needed a damned rest. he was in the lobby of the hospital and decided to teleport into his room, too lazy and tired to face the stairs when the next thing he realised he was in some sleazy bar "well this isn't my room." he muttered to himself, damned abilities were starting to go haywire, fucking brilliant! He just shrugged it off though and reached into his pocket, this might have been a good place to end up actually, getting drunk sounded like a nice damn idea. He sat down on a stool next to the Brazilian guy and sighed to himself and smiled at the bartender, flirting with her just a little for the hell of it "I'll take an absent." he smiled and she smirked "I'm guessing your an infected then needing something that strong eh?"
"Yeah, my hopes is that I pass out before the end of the night " he shrugged pulling out a lighter and burning the sugar over the surface of the drink before smiling at the man next to him "hey your the guy from the hospital today, how's the sick life suiting you?" he asked bitterly in Spanish, still speaking slowly his mix of accents making him hard to understand but he got by. Oz's best languages were Russian and Arabic, but he knew some Spanish as he did it in school. Glancing over his shoulder he spotted Ladia and buried his head in his heads, Fuck he needed to stay as far from her as possible. Not only was he sleeping with a random person he hated, he was sleeping with a random person he hated and who was a victim of more then Oz wanted to know about
"Hey, you don't want to go near her, trust me" Oz warned noticing Trevor's gaze slip towards her
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Post by Ladia on Sept 21, 2009 22:39:16 GMT
Ladia moans when she sees the new guy walk in the bar, and covers her face with her hands. This week is getting better and better. Note the sarcasm. Then she hears a "POP" and smells that familiar cologne. Great! She leaves the institute to get away from Oz, and he teleports to the place she went to hide! Just thinking his name kicks her ability into hyper-drive, sending it spreading around the entire room. The bartender cocks her head as the two men suddenly stare at the woman with lust-filled eyes. She is a woman, thus immune to Ladia's ability, so she has no idea what is causing the men to lust for the girl.
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Post by Trevor Ramirez on Sept 22, 2009 2:20:39 GMT
Trevor heard a pop-almost like someone opening a soda-and he looked around. He saw the doctor and nodded. He really should get hs name. He kenw Spanish-roughly. Though it was real choppy and he could barely understand him. But eh he tried to just for the sake of his sanity. He could tell the other was tired! The deep circles under his eyes gave that away. Course he hadn't been doing any better. God 2 days without sleep. It was driving him up the wall. But Trevor just figured that as a part of the virus. "Sí que soy yo. Suerte, suerte a mí." Yeah that's me. Lucky, lucky me. he replied sarcastically. He figured being a doctor, the guy would be more sympathetic ... God he had to stop comparing stuff with the way it was back home. Then he would REALLY go crazy.
Trevor's glanced over at the women in the corner. Then he glamced back at the otehr as he spoke. He just nodded. Something was up. He didn't know what it was but he felt like almost a need to look at her. He just shrugged it off to lack of sleep. He turned his back on the women and back toward the other. He had a stronger will then most people gave him credit for with being an epeleptic. Well then that was their problem, not his, "Entonces, qué pasaría si no se unieron al Instituto?" So what would happen if I didn't join the Institute? he asked. He really didn't wanna know but he figured 'oh what the hell'? It kept his mind off the other anyways. He looked at the other as he stared off into space. Trevor tried shaking his shoulder...nothin...
"Hola ... alguien ahí?" Hello...anyone in there? he asked as he waved his hand in front of the other's face and snapped his figners as he tried to bring him back to planet Earth...
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Post by Oz Bellamy on Sept 22, 2009 2:53:53 GMT
Oz smirked at the other as he sipped the green drink slowly and smiled "sorry man you caught me off hours, that and once you find out you've a dangerous disease and are about to loose your job it with insomnia to boot it tends to make you a cranky son of a bitch" he shrugged "Oz by the way" he nodded "Oh and loose the hat, makes you look like a twat."
Oz stared across at Ladia, pressing himself against the counter not even looking at the guy next to him until he snapped his fingers, a light blush coating Oz's features "What?" he asked in Russian before remembering the guy wouldn;t know what it meant, but figured he could guess "Then you become a threat to society and try to kill those of a lower level or you go mad, usually the two go hand in hand so I should say the more you don't kill the matter you get." he shrugged still staring at the other woman, Oz was loosing what restraint he had the more he was around her, most people would become accustomed to ignoring such stimuli, Oz became addicted to it
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Post by Ladia on Sept 22, 2009 3:04:36 GMT
Ladia peeks between her fingers to see that the hispanic guy is ignoring it, but Oz is staring at her. Most men grew used to ignoring her ability after prolonged exposure. Oz seems to be one of the few who get worse and worse the more they're around it. Unbidden, the memory of him in her bed pops in her mind, making her own libido AND her ability to crank up to full strength. She sees Oz getting up and lowers her hands, realizing that perhaps she should get out of there. But she'd have to pass the men to get to the door out. Oz would pounce her for sure if she got closer to him. But she has to take that chance! She gets up and slips slowly along the wall toward the door, watching Oz with wary eyes. Then, when she's not even two meters from the door, the closest point to the men, it happens. Her ability develops another change: it directs itself solely at Oz, putting every bit of its potency on him.
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Post by Trevor Ramirez on Sept 23, 2009 2:23:18 GMT
Trevor gave up trying to get the other's attention. He looked at the girl and just shook his head aplogetically. He didn't understand what was happening. He kinda felt bad for her. And it must have shown in hsi face cause she glared at him. He jerked his head back a bit taken aback. Then as the other began to get up, Trevor shook him violently."Qué demonios estás haciendo?!" What the hell are you doing?! he asked angrily. He saw the lustful look in his eyes. Something was definitely wrong here. Then he got an idea. He looked over toward the other. He didn't want to hurt her, but this was possibly the only thing that would work. "Es posible que desee cubrir las orejas." You might want to cover your ears. he said as he covered his own ears and looking back and forth from the women to the bartender hoping that they would understand. He saw the bartender cover her ears and then the other. He took in a deep breath and let out an ear shattering scream. But due to his voice amplification powers, it seemed ten times louder then it really was. As a matter of fact, you can see the sound waves coming from his mouth. He focused it solely on the other man. The glass wobbled and shook almost breaking but it didn't. He saw the other drop to his knees and cringe. That's when he stopped. He panted heavily as he looekd toward the other, "Vamos!" Go! he said hoping she'd take the hint and scram...
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Post by Oz Bellamy on Sept 24, 2009 1:37:20 GMT
Oz was barely aware of himself as he started following her out of the club, he couldn't stop himself, he felt as though he'd just stepped out of his body for a minute. The need pulsed through him as he followed this poor woman. He didn't even hear Trevor talking to him, didn't see anything else, was aware of nothing else. Well. Until his ears started to bleed. It took Oz a moment to realise what was going on before he clasped his hands over his ears but, it was too late, he was deaf as a pot, not really a good thing for someone who needs to work around people.
He sighed and looked around him in bewilderment, nothing like pain to kill a hard-on and fuck that hurt. "the hell happened?" he asked looking around him confused, he was shouting from his new found deafness, fuck this better not be permanent. Oz pushed himself to his feet and noticed he was getting a number of disgusted looks, oh so thats what happened. Okay he was so letting Dyr kill her now...
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Post by Ladia on Sept 24, 2009 1:50:20 GMT
In the moment that the hispanic guy let out the glass-shaking scream, Ladia runs out the open door, her ears still covered. Once outside, she runs and runs, not daring to stop in case that noise didn't stop Oz from following her. She runs as fast as she can for as long as she can. She can't allow herself near Oz ever again. He is causing her ability to flip out somehow. It was never like this for any other man, but something about THAT man is messing with her ability.
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