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Post by Zeffa! on Apr 18, 2006 8:57:03 GMT -8
"Regardless I bet it brings in plenty of return customers." he commented, aiming the remark at Gampa. "I had better get going. Can't be seen away from my place of business for too long. I don't have nurses to keep the patients entertained while I'm out..." And with that, Xavier rose, straightening his tie and glasses, and moved toward the door.
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Post by Raiku on Apr 18, 2006 15:58:34 GMT -8
Kris, seeing another man making the break for the door, decided it was time to make his move. Getting up and wiping off the dirt from his vest, he began walking towards the door. Hoping that he would have enough time to get through the door before anyone tried to stop him.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 19, 2006 14:03:41 GMT -8
Kitty laughed and looked at the clock. She still had thirty minutes of work to do before she could go and talk to her best friend upstairs. She sighed. "Ah well... Bye, Doctor!"
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2006 7:37:22 GMT -8
The week soon passed, and the festival day approached. There was excitement buzzing all over the small village, as streamers, tents, decorations, boothes, and the like were being set up for tomorrow. There were carts and wagons all over the town commons. Dr. Xavier was having a grande old time trying to help with the banner, which was raised up on two poles so people would walk under it.
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Post by Raiku on May 9, 2006 14:40:12 GMT -8
(Kris left to deliver his letter. He will show up later on in the festival on his way back)
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 17, 2006 13:29:13 GMT -8
The tavern's business was nearly overflowing now. Kitty had to work doubly hard to keep all of the customers happy... there were so many of them!
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Post by Raiku on May 23, 2006 14:38:16 GMT -8
Kris and his horse stood near one of the tents, this had not been here before. Though he heard tales of this annual festival, he had not thought about it begin so early! Wrapping his horses riegns around the pole, he walked around, searching for someone to speak to.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 25, 2006 9:59:57 GMT -8
"Pull! No! The other way!" Xavier said, helping several men with ropes upright a banner hung between two large poles. He was coordinating the tents and everything, helping it all get set up. "There! Pull it taut now!" The banner read "20th Annual Festival" in bright red letters.
Turning for a moment, Xavier recognized the young man from the bar. He adjusted his glasses, and smiled. "Hello there, you look like you've arrived just in time. You staying around for a bit..?"
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Post by Raiku on May 25, 2006 14:56:23 GMT -8
"Well, I gotta say that this is pretty exciting...might as well." He said, smiling. Though he acted like it was no big deal, he had been planning on coming here since the time that he left. Tipping his hat to Xavier he asked, "Need any help settin' up?"
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Post by Zeffa! on May 26, 2006 7:09:54 GMT -8
"Not much, but I'm sure you can help deliver a few barrels around here and there. Tomorrow's the big day. See if you can't find yourself a girl to bring to it." retorted the doctor with a chuckle. Re returned the brimmed hat to his head, his wavy black hair still bound in a ponytail. "We've still got some setting up to do, but most of it's done by now."
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 27, 2006 15:22:43 GMT -8
Kitty looked up from the bar as one of the men in the back got so drunk that he passed out and fell on the floor. She shook her head and rolled her eyes as people started laughing at the still form on the floor. Kitty hated it when she had to wash the floor after those disgusting people. Kitty bent down to continue her work. Suddenly, she heard a splashing noise and more laughs. Her head snaped up and she saw men circling around the unconcious man and dumping ale all over him... and her floor. She could stand drunks... but not when it came to making her work harder after hours. Kitty threw down her rag and came out from behind the bar. Her eyes flashed with anger as she pushed though the people in the tavern. "Hey!! Hey there!! There ain't gonna be none of that in this here tavern!" No one payed attention... they continued their fun. Kitty began to bodily shove men away. "Cut it out, ya hear?!" They did not only hear... some of the men stopped and looked at her with drunken eyes. Oh no... she knew that look. She began to back away. "Thank you... now be good boys and get back to yer drinks..." But her arm was caught by one of the men... one with bloodshot eyes and a scraggly beard. "Hey there, mister..." her voice was shaking slightly. She had heard about this from other tavern girls... nobody was around to help her, though. It was so noisy that no one would be able to hear her anyway. She was in trouble. "Hey there, girly," the man gurglesd. "Mister, I would appreciate it if you let me go." "Why? You sheeemed so willin' to touccch me jushed a minute ago..." His grip tightened around her wrist as he pulled Kitty nearer to him. Kitty clenched her teeth. "Mister, please let me go. I got work to do." She tried to pull away. When he didn't let her go, she gently slapped him. Usually, that worked as a flirtatious way to tell the man that he was going too far.... but this man became angered by it. His red eyes flared up in rage. He made a swift motion with his arm, and Kitty found herself being crushed against him in such a way that she could hardly breathe. "Mister!!" She gasped for air. "Please!! Let me go!! I ain't breathin'!" "You've got enough breath in ya ter tell me so, ain't cha? I is gonna pay you back fer whut you just did." The man growled and breathed heavily on her. Kitty squirmed, not only to get away, but also to be able to breathe and get away from the man's disgusting breath. But the man would not let her go. "Aww... why so unwillin' ter do yer job?" The man clenched harder, fully blocking Kitty's ability to breathe. She could not scream for help... she could do nothing but squirm weakly. Some of the men were cheering on now... and some of them were trying to get the drunk away from Kitty. However, the others that were cheering on the fun were pushing the other men that would've been the poor girl's saviors away. The man, goaded on by his fans, leaned down and forced a painful kiss onto Kitty's lips. She made a terrified noise in her throat, but that only made him kiss harder. Oh, heaven... please help me... the girl prayed in her head.
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Post by Thistle on May 27, 2006 16:02:29 GMT -8
Brittany walked down the stairs at the sound of loud cheers and such. Looking into the crowd she saw Kitty there being kissed and by the look of it very painfully. Panic and anger set in and the red head flew across the room and into the crowd screaming for the man to let Kitty go.
"YOU LET HER GO OR I'LL HAVE THE LOT OF YOU PUT IN THE STOCKS!" This quieted down some of the weaker willed men but didnt do anything to the rest of them. Seeing this she let let out a hollar. "GAMPA GET IN HERE QUICK!"
Steeling herself she shoived her way through the smelly crowd and when she got to Kitty she balled her fist and landed a punch right on the blither's jaw. "You let her go you fat son of a pig!"
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 27, 2006 16:14:41 GMT -8
The man reeled, letting his grip on Kitty loosen enough so that she could breathe, but only for a breif moment. He scowled at Brittany and tried to focus his eyes on her. He swung and hit her hard in the stomach. Kitty screamed, but he silenced her by putting a dirty hand over her mouth. It was so big that she could not even bite it... and that was probably a good thing. Kitty would most likely get sick and die from the things that festered on that hand. "I ain't gonna be called nuthin' like that, ya hear, ya whore?" He was talking to Brittany, who was on the floor due to the impact of the man's fist. "I kin do whut I like, espeshhhally to thish little whore in my arms." With that, he went right on back to his kiss and forced embrace. Kitty was in so much pain... her chest hurt... oh it hurt so much! She could not figure out why; all she knew was that with every move the man made, a terrible pain flew through her entire body. She was in so much pain, in fact, that she hardly was able to comprehend that the man was fondling her and trying to force his tongue into her mouth. She would not let him... and oh how that enraged him! He crushed her harder, and Kitty made a weak noise. There was a cracking inside of her body, and her chest now hurt so much that she passed out... limp in the man's arms.
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Post by Thistle on May 27, 2006 16:24:01 GMT -8
Gampa rushed in to see his neice collapse on the floor. Cursing rapidly he ran out into the street and yelled for help. He spotted the doctor a little ways away and rushed to him as fast as he could. "Xavier I need yer help they've gotten real roudy an' I caint get them under control cuz im so old. They're beatin my girls." The kind old barkeeper's eyes were brimming with tears as he remembered Kitty being crushed and Brittany on the floor gasping for breath.
Brittany had tears of pain streaming down her face as she gasped for air. "Let her go yer killin' her!" she wheezed. Gathering up all the strength she could she drew back her foot and managed to land a kick on the man's calf. "Let her go you lousy murdering rapist!"
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Post by 7john7 on May 27, 2006 17:37:29 GMT -8
A young man by the name of Jake was walking along through the town when he saw an old man run out into the street calling for help... Jake realized, "He came out of a bar." Jake rushed over to investigate. Jake walked in the bar and saw the rather not too pretty individual beating on a girl. Nothing needed to said, Jake ran to her aid. Jake grabbed the man by the back of his coat and threw him off of the girl, and shortly after delivered and hard punch striaght into the man's jaw, which caused the man to fall flat on the floor. Jake looked down on him. "You get pleasure out of beatin' helpless girls." The man on the floor quickly sent a kick across the floor tripping Jake "oh sh!" Jake grumbled as he fell flat on his back. Jake quickly sprung to his feet, but the drunk was also standing by this time. The drunk man glared at Jake.
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