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Post by dusk on Oct 7, 2010 16:41:00 GMT -6
Dante smiled down at her, he had to admit she was incredibly cute. He looked around the streets for a moment before replying, "I guess we find some souls" he said as he turned and entered an alley.
They walked down into the shadows and turned a corner. There was an old smashed up car and a few tough looking guys were huddled around a flaming a flaming trash can, must be a trend in this city. They were laughing and joking while looking through wallets and handbags which were obviously stolen. Amongst the smashed car and flaming trash can were other pieces of junk such as smashed t.v.s and a few sheets of tin, those were also probably stolen. A make shift hut thing had be made from boxes and an old mattress, this looked to be a little hideaway for thugs.
"What do you think Piper?" asked Dante as he put an arm around her hip, he had a particular fondness for her hips.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 7, 2010 18:52:31 GMT -6
Piper wrinkled her nose at the scene, “I see a lot of low lives. Reminds me of home,” she said with no mirth.
“They all look like thugs, like we’d be better off without them,” she said grinning up at Dante.
One of the men huddled around the trash can noticed Dante and Piper standing there. He leered at them and came over to say ‘hello.’
“Ey! You, wif the girlie,” he sneered, “Why don’tcha fuck off and leave ya girl?”
He grabbed his crotch in a crude manner, “Yeah, come’n get summa dis!”
Piper frowned; she’d normally had been all over that and watched in satisfaction as his soul drained from his body. She didn’t have to be now, she had Dante next to her, it made her feel a little better. She looked up at him with a glint in her eye.
“I think that seals the deal, don’t you?” she said, grinning wickedly.
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Post by dusk on Oct 7, 2010 19:05:50 GMT -6
Dante's expression turned from a slight smile to an angry glare, he stepped forward towards the guy and in one swift movement he drew his dagger and stabbed the man in the chest, "how about you get some of that instead" and with that he drew his pistol, jammed it under the man's chin and pulled the trigger. His head exploded in an instant due to the magical properties of Dante's pistols, blood, brains and shards of skull went flying into the air. Dante smiled sadistically as he felt the man's soul leave the dagger, flow through him and deposit into the pocket watch. The excess energy only served to increase the adrenaline rushing into his veins.
Dante yanked the dagger out of the corpse and held it out to Piper, "hungry?" he said with a sly wink. The rest of the group had now turned to look at them, some looked shocked but the majority just looked pissed off.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 7, 2010 19:11:43 GMT -6
Piper quickly untangled herself from Dante as he stepped forward to stab that man who spoke to her crudely. She watched in morbid fascination as she could see his soul drain from his body. She watched the explosion of blood and bone with a mild amount of delight.
“No thanks, I think I’ll wait until you’re done,” she said with a grin, knowing what the souls did to her… and him.
Truth was, there was still a big group of men standing around the pair and she didn’t want to have to fend off people while they were ‘at’ it. One of the taller thugs started walking forward toward Dante, gun drawn.
“What the FUCK man, you killed Johnnie!” he cried, keeping his gun level with Dante.
Piper stood in silence, wondering how Dante would get around a gun, but she figured he’d have it taken care of.
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Post by dusk on Oct 7, 2010 19:30:21 GMT -6
Dante smiled back, he likes the way she thinks, this just meant that he would keep one alive for her. He turned to the man who was pointing a gun at him, "wow how observant of you" he said as he gripped his pistol a bit tighter. Now this would be fun, this guy probably had no real experience with marksman shooting so chances are that even if Dante wasn't able to pull the trigger fast enough the guy would still miss.
Dante swiftly lifted his pistol but the man managed to get off a shot, just as Dante had predicted he missed but not by much. Dante fired off another shot blowing the guys hand off completely, then he burst into a sprint to close the difference. He leaped to wards the screaming man and plunged the dagger into his shoulder causing them both to fall down. Dante rolled off the man and fired two more bullets into the group scoring two head shots, the man behind him began squirming and tried to get up but Dante swiftly ended it by blasting off his kneecaps.
Dante turned around and looked at the remaining few, they were all armed with lead pipes, pieces of wood and little knives. He took off his blood coated jacket and tossed it aside, he then holsted his pistol and tossed his knife between his hands.
"Come on then!" he shouted with an evil grin.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 7, 2010 20:02:28 GMT -6
The rest of the thugs were really wishing they had guns right now. They all charged at Dante at once, figuring he couldn’t possibly shoot all of them at once. One broke off from the pack, figuring that since Dante must be distracted by his fight, so he could go get at his lady.
Piper backed up from the greasy man who was advancing on her. She glanced over at Dante, who was clearly busy at the moment. She didn’t want him getting hurt because she had no clue how to defend herself. She was kind of ruined on stealing his soul herself, now that she could feel things and being in bed with Dante. The greasy thug lashed out and grabbed her wrist. Piper screamed without meaning to.
“Let me go you fucker!” she cried, trying to tug her arm out of his grip.
He snarled at her angrily. She had no fighting background; she was clearly more of a ‘lover.’ It passed her mind that Dante might be angry she couldn’t defend herself. She tried to tug harder.
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Post by dusk on Oct 7, 2010 20:14:40 GMT -6
Dante lunged forward and sliced the first attackers stomach, he had no time to watch his guts fall out as another three thugs quickly surrounded him. One of them swung a lead pipe at Dante's face but he managed to duck out the way, he spun round and sliced at the pipe wielding thugs throat causing blood to spray on everyone. Another quickly lunged at him with a flip knife and managed to cut the side of Dante's ribs but this only managed to enrage him more.
Dante immediately sliced at the guys arm and then plunged his Dagger into the mans heart, another sudden rush of energy shot through him and the cut on his ribs healed nearly instantly and that's when he heard Piper scream. His heart skipped a beat as he saw a thug grab her, while he was distracted the remaining thug belted him across the back of the head with a plank of wood. Dante rolled onto the floor but managed to land on his back. He drew his pistol and fired off what would seem to be a whole clip into the man holding the plank, by the time he had stopped shooting there was barely anything left of the guys torso.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 7, 2010 20:37:00 GMT -6
Piper watched as Dante got stabbed again, making a sound that she suddenly realized was useless because he wasn’t stabbed like he thought. The greasy man who gripped her arm was now trying to drag her down an alleyway, she was dragging her feet and trying to pull away, but he was clearly stronger than she was. She could have changed into something ugly, but she wasn’t sure that would help!
He wad chuckling heavily as he finally grabbed her around the waist and picked her up physically. She screamed again, kicking her legs, but he had grabbed her in such a way that it didn’t matter. Dammit! She’d do anything for a freaking knife or a gun right now! She could be useful instead of a distraction. She kicked harder, shrieking swears at the man. He easily moved her now, quickly dragging her down the alleyway.
“Dante!” she cried, trying to kick him still.
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Post by dusk on Oct 7, 2010 20:48:55 GMT -6
Dante rolled over and jumped to his feet, he head Piper scream his name and immediately assumed the worst, was he too late, had he failed her already. He sprinted towards the alley, he gritted his teeth in anger as he caught sight of the thug carrying Piper away. This was a huge mistake on the thugs part, if he had just ran away he may have lived to see another day, but now that he had laid a hand on Piper his fate was sealed. Soft foot steps could be heard getting closer and closer, the thug tried to up his pace but they kept coming. There was a low growl that got louder and louder as the footsteps approached.
Dante was sprinting at full speed and his rage was making him sound out a growl, it got louder and louder as he closed in then eventually he was behind the thug. He punched the thug in the spine and upon hearing a satisfying crack he reached out and grabbed Pipers hand. He set her down gently before tuning back to the thug who was now on his knees, Dante back fist-ed him in the side on the face before pinning him to the ground by kneeling on his arms, he then proceeded to beat the man mercilessly, "You... Fucking... Stupid... Fucking.... Scummy... Cunt!" he shouted, with each word came a barrage of punches until all that was left was pulp and blood. Dante stayed kneeling as he took short breaths, the adrenaline was wearing off now and his anger was slowly subsiding.
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Post by Soprano on Oct 7, 2010 21:01:08 GMT -6
Piper found herself watching Dante beat the fucking shit out of her attempted kidnapper and possible rapist, though the last part wouldn’t ended well for him. She sat wide eyed for a second, not because of the blood. She didn’t care; she was just really shocked at how angrily Dante was defending her. He hadn’t gotten so angry when he killed the other thugs. When he was finished, she approached, cautiously. She wasn’t sure how much he was still angry, or if he would be angry with her.
She touched his shoulder, crouching so she would be at the same level with his eyes. She gently wiped a bit of blood off his face.
“Thanks,” she said, kind of sheepishly, “Even if he had tried anything, he would have died anyway.”
She felt kind of silly saying something like that. She hadn’t wanted him to even touch her, let alone anything else.
“But… I’m glad you came to help me,” she added, not wanting him to think she wanted any of that.
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