Slice and Dice: symphath Style ~ Story Line

Dear Challa's,

Until July 10th, we're doing something special and sharing some of our favorite Story Lines of the year that previously didn't make it onto the blog.

In this one, Rehvenge and Ehlena are out for dinner when John Matthew and Xhex show up.  Tension blossoms and escalates when lessers catch sight of Ehlena.

Originally posted:  February 7th, 2013

Who nominated it:  Xcor

ENJOY!

XOXO!

The Unbound Team ♥

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Rehvenge Ghardian

Do that again. *Holding up the fork so Ehlena can take another bite, the light in her eyes more illuminating than the candle on the table. It's not every night I can take her out and spoil her. To watch her take small dainty bites. To be alone... Ish. Looking around the room, not a lot of people are here. Private. Something's that lacking in the Manse* But do it slower this time. Much slower.

Ehlena Ghardian 

Like this? *Meeting his amethyst eyes and slowly taking the bite of the Tiramisu, licking the end of the fork with my tongue. Slowly of course. I can't hold back my smile as he rearranges himself in the chair, his loafer covered foot brushing near my stillies* Or like this? *Leaning in, dipping my fingertip in the chocolate drizzle and raising it to his mouth, his fangs elongated as he sucks the tip of my finger in his mouth*

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Dematting in the alley right behind the restaurant, so we are not seen, I grab Xhex's hand and squeeze it as we make our way to the door. Tohrment surprised us with giving her the night off, since she's been patrolling every night this week. Deciding at the last minute that we would go out for a nice quiet dinner alone. Qhuinn was already out on patrol so, he has no idea that I am not in the mansion. But we won't be out long. What he don't know won't hurt him. Taking her hand and bringing to my lips and kissing it as I mouth, "I love you"*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I smile at John, so glad to be free of the manse and Qhuinn's brooding ass for a few minutes. I squeeze his hand and we step inside the restaurant, giving our names to the maitre'd who gives us the silent but scared once over. As we stand there waiting for him to find a table for us, I look around, feeling a very familiar tingle coming at me.* Hey, guess we're not the only couple out on the town, true? Rehvenge and Ehlena are here. Check it out. *I saunter past the startled maitre'd and walk toward the table in the back where Rehv currently has E's fucking finger in his mouth, John striding behind me.* Hey, Rehv, Ehlena. Fancy meeting you guys here.

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Licking slowly, about to lean in annnnnnnnnnnnnnd... well there goes the neighborhood. Releasing Ehlena's finger, looking up and pegging Xhex with a hard glare* Do you mind? *Seeing her smirk, Ehlena of course straightening herself in my peripheral vision. Please don't invite them to sit down... begging silently, half-sexed up and half-pissed will make a Male go crazy*

Ehlena Ghardian 

*Using the tip of my stillie to nail Rehvenge in the shin... softly--but it doesn't matter, he doesn't feel it regardless. Dopamine. Duh, Ehlena. Shaking my head as I resist the urge to face palm myself. Looking up at Xhex, meeting her gray eyes* Would you two like to join us?

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Trying to catch the maitre'd's attention, to hurry up and bring us to our table, my arm stops in mid wave as I hear Ehlena ask us to join them. Fuck! Please say no, please fucking say no! Plastering a smile to my face as I turn around and see the smirk on Xhex's face. Shit! Glancing over at Rehvenge and seeing he's wearing the same expression I was gives me a brief moment of....elation. Maybe I do want to join them. Pulling out a chair for Xhex.* ~asl~ Sure, we'll be happy to join you two.

Xhex Ghardian 

*I take a seat and pull right up to the table while signaling the waiter for a glass of wine.* Thanks, E. *I return her smile and put my hand on John's knee as he sits down beside me.* God, it's fucking awesome escaping the manse, true? And John gave Qhuinn the slip so here we are. *I smile sweetly at Rehvenge who flips me the finger. I take a sip of the wine the waiter has brought after clinking glasses with both Ehlena and John.* So what's doing? You guys celebrating something special?

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Meeting Xhex's eyes, speaking to her in the way of symphath's: Way to cock block, Xhex. She smirks, amused, giving her cold bitch grin. With her eyes of course. Fuuuck* Privacy. That's what we WERE celebrating. *Elaborating the word 'were' before taking Ehlena's hand into mine. Looking over at John* So you gave the sitter the slip?

Ehlena Ghardian 

*Glancing over at Rehvenge. Geez. Rude much? Meeting John's eyes, apologizing silently* Well, I'M glad you two are here. We don't get to see much of you two at home. We're all always so busy. *Smiling sweetly and putting down my wine glass* Did you two want dessert or dinner?

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Sits back in my chair and puts my arm around Xhex as I tip my glass to Rehvenge. ~asl~ He's out on patrol if that's what you want to know. *Taking a sip as he cocks one eyebrow at me and before I can say anymore, I feel Xhex's hand move up my thigh and squeeze. She smiles over at me and glances towards Ehlena. ~asl~ I think we'll be having a full course meal tonight and dessert. You two planning on the same? *glancing over at Rehv and try to keep from smiling.*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I slide my hand a little higher on John's thigh and feel him tense beside me...in a good way, of course. I cock my eyebrow at Rehvenge as I place my order and send him a message: Fuck, yeah, but you love me, true? I then turn to Ehlena who is sending I'm Sorry signals to Rehv.* So, when are we going to do another manicure session, E? *I laugh and so does John. This is fucking great.*

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Thinks back: Not at the moment, Xhex. Ignoring the small talk for the moment as the waiter comes over with menu's, this is NOT what I planned. What I had in mind was going back to the Pent, stripping Ehlena slowly and eating the rest of the Tiramisu off her. For starters. The convo turns into boring shit. I don't give a flying fuck about what's doing with the whole Manse right now. Do I look like the Male who cares about whether or not the foyer is being waxed next Sunday? Nope. Settling back in my seat, the vibes coming off the youngling annoying. His grid fired up.. not able to help it, I do a public service and provoke him* So, Xhex? *She glances over, mid-sentence* You gonna visit the Colony this weekend?

Ehlena Ghardian 

Of course we will. I was thinking... *Trailing off, mid-sentence also, I look over at Rehvenge. Why is he being like this?! Leaning closer to him, whispering* Pleaaaaaase be nice. Or when we get home? YOU'RE taking the dogs out. I'm going to bed. Alone. *Straightening myself and nodding in thanks at the waiter as he sets down coffee in front of me*

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Stopping mid bite as I hear that motherfucker bring up Xhex going to the fucking Colony. Glancing over at Xhex as she becomes very still beside me and even her hand has stopped teasing me. Placing my fork down softly on the table and wiping my mouth with the napkin. Fucking Rehv! Fucker uses my shellan for his dirty work and then fucking throws that shit hole in my face. Standing up, I glare at him as he gives me a shit eatin' grin. ~asl~ Enjoy your coffee while its still warm Ehlena . Can I have a word with you Rehv? *nodding my head to the door*

Xhex Ghardian 

*They get up and I can tell it's gonna be a pissing contest, so with a look at Ehlena, I throw some bills on the table and we get up fast to follow them. Rehv's got a shit-eating look on his face and John's thinking about what happened a few weeks ago. They slam outside and we follow, me grabbing John's arm as he goes toward Rehvenge.* John, let it go, feel me? He's just yanking your chain-- *and I stop short because I see them across the street, moving toward the shadows. Fucking lessers.*

Rehvenge Ghardian 

No, this shit ends now. *Gripping my cane's handle tighter as I nail John Matthew with a glare, flaring my nostrils until... the sweet smell of baby powder and roadkill permeate the air. Noooo... looking over at Ehlena, her toffee eyes meet mine. Fear in her eyes. I easily shake off the pissed off feeling and it's replaced with fear. I was the one who found Wellsie. I will never forget that as long as I live. Turning to John, gritting my teeth as I growl* Take Ehlena with you. Demat. Now. Get her home safe.

Ehlena Ghardian 

*Looking back and forth between Rehvenge and the figures across the street, they've noticed us. Their smiles evident even across the streets* Rehvenge... *Whispering low* Oh SV... *Dropping my clutch as they start to prowl across the street, I instantly move behind Rehvenge. I don't feel the cold. I don't feel the wind. I do feel the heat Rehvenge's body is throwing off*

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Sensing the lessers along with everyone else my body goes into instant fighting mode. MY left hand reaching for my dagger and then my head snaps over to him as he tells me to take Ehlena home.* ~asl~ Fuck that! Xhex can take her home! *As I notice Ehlena standing behind Rehv and see the terrified look on her face I try to speak calm and softly.* Everything is gonna be fine Ehlena. We'll just get Xhex to help you back to the mansion....*looking at Xhex as she grabs my arm* ~asl~ Take her!

Xhex Ghardian 

*There's not time to have this fucking conversation, but have it we will because I am so not letting John get Qhuinn in deep shit over this.* Damnit, John, you have to take her! Rehv's right! You can't fight because Qhuinn isn't here! And don't give me shit about it because you know your ass and Qhuinn's will be in it too fucking deep if you stay. Take Ehlena and go! Now! *I turn and look at Rehvenge--it's been a while since he's fought but I've got no worries that he can take them.* Let's go, Reverend!

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Turning, ignoring John's finger flappin' as he tries to argue, I take one last look at Ehlena* I love you. *Following Xhex, I shrug out of my sable, letting it slide to the ground as if it wasn't worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. Fuck being warm. My body will heat up in... the nape of my neck tingles, signalling my other side coming out. My vision turns to rose-hued, the lessers white hair now pink in the red streetlight. Stepping forward to follow Xhex, my body not numb anymore but hardcore in feeling, a hand drops down on my forearm. Turning, it's John, his eyes glowing blue* Go. Now. Take Ehlena home. *Growling low* If anything happens to her, I WILL hold YOU solely responsible.

Ehlena Ghardian 

*His eyes glow red. Taking note of that and nothing else as I watch Rehvenge turn away from John, shrugging hard out of his grasp. No longer the amethyst that I lose myself in. Red. Backing up, I reach for John, completely out of my element* We need to go. *Gulping for air as I look up at him* Please...?

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Before he can pull out of my grasp, I make sure he understands every word I'm saying.* ~asl~ That's my life *pointing to Xhex* you are going to be fighting side by side with. You better make good use of that fucking cane you got there and if she comes home with one fucking scratch on her. You will be dealing with me, feel me? *As he pulls away, I look at Xhex and we lock eyes. Not a word is said as I turn away and gently take Ehlena's arm and calmly tell her that everything will be just fine. I glance back just as Xhex charges after the first lesser and we demat out.*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I give John Matthew a last glance as he demats out with Ehlena and then nod at Rehvenge, knowing he is already ahead of me in plans. We take off toward the white fuckers as they step behind a dumpster--wouldn't want the humans seeing this little dance, true? I pull my dagger out of my jacket pocket and go into a defensive stance as we come face to face with the shit-sicles.* Whoa there, boys, you're a little too public tonight, true? We can't be having your shit around here.

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Staying silent at the moment, already gearing for a fight. Fucking John Matthew. Glaring hard at the fuckers in front of us, their hands going for the butts of their guns. Fuck it. Unsheathing my sword from my cane, the outer casing falling to the ground* Easy way or hard way. Your choice.

Xhex Ghardian 

*They look at us with sneers--yeah, the chick and the fucking invalid with the cane, right. Then Rehv pops the sword out and the three of them waste no time in coming at us, popping their own daggers out. One has a pistol but before he can even think about pulling a trigger, Rehv has that sword singing, taking not only the pistol but the entire fucking hand with it. I move in as he drops to his knees in agony, my dagger popping into his chest and sending him home to papa with a flash. I hear Rehv moving behind me as I swing around and land my foot in the stomach of the one to my right with a loud thud, knocking him down. I'm about to move in to finish him off when someone grabs me from behind.*

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Reaching out, shit's got real all around us. Xhex goes off balance as one tries to take her. XHEX. Take HER. Like an addict long deprived of it's favorite hobby, my dark side comes out, easily penetrating the lessers brain who has his hand wrapped around Xhex's throat. Stepping forward, not speaking as I pop the top off all kinds of fun memories. Mommy issues which later fed his sadistic side in life. How... cute. He lets her go, a scream erupting from his throat, his hands goes to his ears to try to block out the inner torment. I turn my back, knowing damn well Xhex can take care of herself, the Lesser backing up slowly behind me. Hmm...* Didn't your maker ever tell you about US? *Grinning sinister at him, pausing, my symphath side roaring*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I nod at Rehv as soon as his cane makes short work of the asshat who grabbed me from behind. I shoot him a mental message--Thanks but I had that one, you fucker--and almost laugh out loud when he cocks his brow at me. Rehv may not fight much any more but damn, he's still got every move he ever fucking made. I turn my attention from him back to the remaining pieces of shit coming at us and ram my elbow up into the jaw of the next one, hearing it shatter with a satisfying crack. I spin, dagger ready, and cut him across the throat, watching his look of disbelief with a chuckle.* Yeah, asshole. That's right. I'm a fucking female. And that's the last fucking thought you'll ever have.

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*She's having fun. As usual. Only thing Xhex loves more than spilling blood is possibly John Matthew. Sometimes that's a toss up though. Ignoring Xhex, pretty confident she can take care of herself* He didn't? *Tilting my head to the side, it's been a long time since I played. Since I've killed. Maimed. I've been clean... almost a righteous law abiding citizen even. I've kept my nose where it belongs. But shit, once you've killed... especially when you're a symphath? You crave it. I crave to see the light drain from their eyes. Opening my mouth, my fangs elongated as I hiss, I grab the lesser who is trying to barrel past me and get down the alleyway. Shoving him face first into the brick, his cheek making impact, shattering against it. Flipping him over, exposing his chest, I raise my sword and do the stab routine-the bright light filling the alleyway. Red to me. Red...*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I pick off the last of the dickless fuckers and wipe my dagger against my leathers, breathing hard. There's something about being outnumbered and fighting hand to hand that makes my blood race. I know I was born for this, I feel it every time I fight. I turn and look for Rehvenge. I don't see him at first but I feel him, his emotions so wild it's like a fucking hurricane hitting me. I follow his grid and see him with a lesser against the brick of the alley, and watch as though in slow motion as he pops the arse wipe off to the O. I can see, can literally fucking see, his vision go red. Approaching slowly, I know I've got to bring him back, get him away from his the blood lust, the kill.* Rehvenge? Breathe, you fucker. We're done.

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Grabbing my face, smearing some of the Lesser blood from my hand onto it. I look back at Xhex* I can't go home like this. I just... can't. *Her features are red. RED. From her eyes, normally gray to blood red, to her face... red tinted. Starring at her with my two-dimensional vision, I can't see Ehlena like this. I will pounce on her. Show her the side of myself that I've hidden from her* Shit. My dopamine is in the car. *Blinking, her grid is three dimensional.. but she's blocking any thoughts that go through her cranium* I... *Trailing off, the aftermath of what happened still coursing through my veins. It's hard to turn it off. So fucking hard. But so easy to fall back into it* Xhex..

Xhex Ghardian 

*He's deep in the shit and he's right, he can't go home now. He knows I'm blocking him because sweet Scribe Virgin, he's a wreck and it makes me feel shit I just cannot allow myself to feel. I look at him, knowing he's seeing me in red...is this what I could become without the cilices? It scares the fuck out of me.* Throw me your keys. I'll get the drugs. You stay here and breathe. *I grab the keys he tosses at me without looking and demat to his car. My hand is shaking as I pop the locks and reach inside--I swear if a security guard shows up, he's gonna be fucking dead--and rummage in the compartment under the driver's seat. My hand closes around Rehv's dopamine shit and I grab it to my chest, slamming the door. I almost demat back before I realize I'd better hit the locks--I can hear the fucker asking if I locked his precious car as soon as the meds calm him down.*

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Waiting for Xhex to come back it seems like an eternity. Why not have a little fun? Reaching out with my symphath side, I know where she is. I also know she's moving as fast as she can and I'm pretty damn sure her thoughts are NOT the nicest. Xhex likes to put the fun in funeral always. The people milling out of the restaurant, catching cabs or going home is next. Ah.. sex. Lust. One Male is there with his pretty little play thing... hoping for some time with her before his wife calls to check in. Niiiice. They're naked before me, but clothed. Their emotions and thoughts completely exposed. Almost tempting for someone like me. Reaching out, about to...--Xhex grabs my arms, pulling me from the daze* Did you grab it all? And my sable?

Xhex Ghardian 

*Shit, forgot the sable.* Hell, no, I didn't get the sable. You can fucking get it yourself after you shoot yourself back to normal. *I hand him the meds and the syringe but he's preoccupied...times like these, I can feel him reaching out, poking into the minds around him, getting him off. I jerk the dopamine back and fill the syringe myself, not sure of the measure but knowing it's got to be a lot to bring him back. I throw the empty bottle on the ground and hand him the syringe.* I'm not shooting your ass up, Rehv. You're gonna have to do it yourself.

Rehvenge Ghardian 

How shit's changed. *Pulling off my suit jacket and jacking up my shirt to expose my forearm, I don't care about the buttons. That can be fixed. Tying the tourniquet on my arm as I stare down at my vein, my vision is off. Depth perception gone. Taking the needle from Xhex, I try once.. but nothing* I can't do it. I can't tell if i'll hit it. *My phone vibrates in my slacks, but I don't answer it. Nope. Right now this is important. Looking up at Xhex, pleading with my eyes*

Xhex Ghardian 

Fuck you, Rehvenge. *I grab the damned syringe from him and eye the vein that is now pulsing its life under the tourniquet. I thought these days were fucking behind me! I feel the anger heat up my skin and I plunge the needle straight into that vein, sending the dopamine into his system. I look up as the last of the liquid leaves the syringe and meet his stare, looking into what's left of his soul.*

Rehvenge Ghardian 

Thank you. *Murmuring low, I close my eyes, waiting... I don't want to lose myself. Not tonight. I want to go home, take my shellan in my arms and make sure she's okay. Xhex's breathing is hard, she's pissed. What's new there? My phone vibrates AGAIN but I don't open my eyes. Not yet. I can't--not until I'm sure that I'm ME again. Rubbing my hand across my face, opening my eyes to slits.. Xhex is Xhex again. Her face normal. My sight's... back* Thank you, Xhex. And shit.. I'm sorry.

Xhex Ghardian 

*The world has shrunk down to the two of us in a fucking alley. I feel my own phone vibrate in my jacket pocket and I angrily pull it out.* ~text~ Where are you? You ok?~etxt~ Shit. *I thumb a return text.* ~text~All's good. Be there soon.~etxt~ *I slam the phone back in my pocket and look at Rehv.* It's all good, Reverend. *He chuckles softly and so do I. Doesn't matter what's gone down, how pissed I am, what he thinks he knows about me or any other shit.* You got my back, I got yours. True?

Rehvenge Ghardian 

*Nodding, completely on the same level as Xhex, I reach down and grab the sheath for my sword just as the numbness comes back. The bone chilling numbness. Shivering, sheathing my sword and balancing my weight on my cane, I follow her back out of the alley. I pray I don't come face-to-face with John... that shit he pulled? What the fuck was he thinking? I want to go home. Shower. Pull Ehlena in my arms...* Xhex? *She looks over, her movements strong. Steady. Unlike my ass as I stagger around, relying on my cane, completely without sensation in my body* Never mind. Just get us home.~

Qhuinn has a nightmare ~ Story Line

Dear Challa's,

Until July 10th, we're doing something special and sharing some of our favorite Story Lines of the year that previously didn't make it onto the blog.

In this one, Qhuinn has a nightmare of an alternate future... which involves Lash.

Originally posted:  January 16th, 2013

Who nominated it:  John Matthew

ENJOY!

XOXO!

The Unbound Team ♥

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Qhuinn Ghardian

*It's been a brutal work out session. Pushing past my usual limits, my muscles scream for relief. I've been hiding down here for the past two hours, hiding from the pregnant female I share a suite with. Damn, I don't know what happened - she was sweet one moment, talking about the baby kicking, and next she was staring at my with murderous intentions. I'm feeling more and more out of my league and I wish I could make this easier for her.* What I need is a fucking instruction manual for this! *I let out a tired breath, speaking to myself. I should get showered up and see if she's calmed down. Laying back on the weight bench, I close my eyes. Maybe after I take a small nap. Get my energy back for another possible battle. I chuckle as my body relaxes. What the fuck happened to my happy Layla?"

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*** DREAMING ***

*There's a noise. I recognize it but it still confuses me. A baby's cry, a sound I haven't heard for a while. Young Nalla is older and babies in the Manse? But there's no denying the screaming young has woken me. They sound angry? Hungry? Lonely? I don't know. Why isn't anyone helping them? I sit up and look around. I'm still in the training room and the wailing seems to bounce of the wall - echoing louder and louder.*

Hello?

*No one answers. There's a feeling inside my chest. A tug and pull. An urgency that is building alongside the baby's cries. Placing my hand on my chest, it's heavy and uncomfortable. It comes with the thought "Find your child, Q. They need you."

This is my young? Yes. I can feel it. The bond is familiar now and blazing. Something is wrong and I promised. I promised I would always be there.*

Where are you, precious one? I'm coming.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*Scanning the area, I don't see anything out of the norm. Just the usual weight equipment and mats. I can't tell where the crying is coming from, only that it's not in this room. It's .... over there.

A faint glow of light flickers from the locker area. Where the showers are and taking a few furtive steps forward, I can now here the echo from each cry bouncing off tiled surfaces. The young is there and there is no break in the screams. They sound desperate. Terrified. It strikes fear in me.*

Any one here? Layla?

*Where is Layla? I can't imagine her being far from our young. Did she have the baby already? I try remembering but the details are jammed. I can't think beyond the constant wailing. I saw her earlier. She was still pregnant. She'd just seen Doc Jane and there was no talk of an early delivery. Did she miscarry? Is the baby living its last seconds?*

FUCK!

*I race toward the showers, my feet pounding as loud as my heart. I come to a screeching halt. There on the wall. Fuck off. That's not ... is it?*

Blood

*A blood hand print smeared into a long trail. I instinctively reach for my daggers and come back empty.*

FUCK!

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*I can't take my gaze off the blood. Whose is it? It bombards my senses - teases it and I know. I know who it belongs to. Layla*

LAYLA! Baby girl, answer me please!

*I start running, ignoring the increase in blood. It's also on the floor and soon I see foot prints. Bright red staggering footprints. I need a weapon. I need something. The endless crying of my young heightens my awareness, pushing me straight into warrior mode. Whoever has done this. Whoever has dared to threaten what is mine WILL. DIE.*

Show yourself. Coward.

*I enter the showers and the blood scent is like a brick wall. Layla. My beautiful friend and mother of my child lies crumpled in a heap. Broken. Bleeding. Her soft white nightgown is scarlet red, vivid against the stark whiteness of tile. My eyes refuse to believe what I'm seeing. Layla. My Layla. Where is my child? Crying. Always crying.*

Layla! Speak to me.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*I crouch beside her. There's so much blood. There's the faintest of whimpers but she's already turning blue. I move her, trying to access the damage. Where the fuck is all the blood coming from? My hands start checking her body, shifting her gown. Then I see. I see where the death blow was dealt. Death because there is no way I can save her from this horror.

My hands are covered in her life essence. I stare at her stomach, the place where the beloved young once rested, cradled. Nurtured. She was already showing and I can still remember the joy of placing my fingers on her bump and feeling movement. My hands shake as I reach out ... and find nothing. No bump. No sign that she is pregnant.

And still the crying continues. It shreds my nerves.*

Where is the baby, Layla?

*I pick her up and cradle her in my lap. Her breathing is labored, unsteady, faltering. Her eyes are slowly emptying, her life slipping away. Her lips are coated with blood and they move ever so slightly. A word. My Layla is trying to speak and I raise her face to mine, hoping to catch it before she fades. Nothing*

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you, baby girl. Sorry I couldn't be what you want.

*I feel a faint wisp of air. A last breathe and with it a name. The one responsible for this.*

Lash.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*Lash? What the fuck does he have to do with this? He's dead. I stabbed him once, right here in this spot. It was his blood everywhere. It was his death that changed my life and set the ball rolling. His death that gave my life purpose. His death that put me in the path to being with Layla in her needing. The fucker is long gone. Surely Layla was mistaken.

I gently try to rouse her again but her head topples backward. Her mouth open. Her eyes both returning a death stare. Her warm body already sending a chill through my grip. She's gone. Dead. Alone and unprotected.

I lay her back down and I see her stomach better. The blood isn't from between her legs. It's from her abdomen. Ignoring her last utterance, I rip the material from her body and gag at the sight. The horrendous sight.

Layla didn't give birth. No. The baby was ripped from her body. Something ... someone had descreated her by tearing her open and removing my young. Bile rises in my throat. Horror catches my breath. Rage fuels my vision.

Some. fucker. violated. her.

Some. fucker. stole. our. young. straight. from. her womb.

Some fucker.

Lash.

Crying breaks through the intensity. The maelstrom of emotions and fury. And laughter. Someone is laughing.

Lash*

Qhuinn Ghardian 

Welcome hello dumbfuck. You miss me?

*Lash. He's here with that same sick maniacal grin plastered on his smug asshole face. I raise to my feet, my fists clench, fury burning through my veins. Vengeance. Layla's blood screams for it. But first, my young*

Where. Is. My. Young. Fucker?

*My jaw is tight, my teeth clenched. I want to rip Lash apart with my bare hands. Only when I know my young is safe. Only when I can calm the relentless screams. Now I know why - they are frightened, alone, cold, ripped from the nurturing body of Layla. Lash with pay for this. Pay for eternity.*

You mean this? *Lash raises his left arm and from his hand dangles my child. A boy. A beautiful screaming boy. Mine. My boy. My only family. I reach again for my daggers, forgetting I'm weaponless and Lash laughs* Looking for this, Cock Sucking Asshat? *In his other hand, a dagger. THE dagger. The one I killed him with.* Sorry about the mess, but I was getting impatient, true? Couldn't wait a second longer. Needed to see what your bastard looked like and see? Just like his father ... a mismatched freak of fucking nature. Shall we do what your cowardly parents didn't have the guts for? Shall we, Qhuinny boy? Huh huh?

*Lash offers me the dagger, laughing before he reneges, whipping it back and pointing at my son*

Oh wait. Can I have the honors? You know, tit for fucking tat? I heard the blade just sliiiiidddeeesss in nicely like butter.

*I lunge forward but stop quickly. Lash nicks my son's skin, blood starting to drip. The crying intensifies. I need to be smart. I need to keep my word and protect my young*

Give. Me. My. Son. NOW.

*Lash shakes his head and slices my son again.

No? Be a pal, Q. I really really wanna see. Curiosity and all. *Lash pauses and I can't wait any longer. I throw myself forward*

Paybacks a bitch, you fucked up piece of shit. Time to send the bastard to its whore mother!

*I scream as I reach Lash too late.*

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Walking in to the training center, planning on getting a good work out, as I open the door.... What the fuck? *hearing the sounds of screaming and thrashing around. I see Qhuinn, on the weight bench. Getting to him a two long strides I shake his shoulder and give a soft whistle. His eyes fly open and he looks at me with such terror on his face.* ~asl~ Qhuinn, you okay man?

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*I don't make it in time. My son, he kills my son and I couldn't stop him. I can protect John and Blay. The Brothers. The King. But not my precious child. I've failed.

I scream. Scream beyond breath. Scream beyond my rage and grief. I start shaking and ...

My eyes fly open and I'm staring into John's. Concern covers his features*

Qhuinn, you okay man?

*My heart is pounding. Was it a dream or reality. There's no blood. No sign of Lash. Nothing. Just me alone in the training room. Now with John*

F..u..ck...

*My voice is raspy. John watches me but I don't have words for him yet. No way of telling him.*

I need a drink. Or ten. Or twenty, feel me?

*He nods, and helps me up*

And we need to go see Layla. Now.

*He nods again, understanding. That's why I love this male. He's my best friend and he fucking gets it. Together we leave the room.

But my fear comes with me* ~

XOXO!

Qhuinn and John Matthew talk about their relationship ~ Story Line

Challa's,

Monday:
Usually the most hated day of the week.  Why is it so hated?  Everyone has to get back in their work routine, which means rising early and more than likely rising your Young up for school.

It doesn't mean that Monday should be hated.

Here's a little cure for your Monday blues from your neighborhood Nursey.  *winks*

Qhuinn Ghardian

*Receiving John's text that he's here working out, I jog down to the Training Center to meet him. With what I have on my mind, it might be better for us to talk will we lift. Something tells me this conversation may get a little serious, and we'll need a good diversion. Entering the weight room, I see him sitting on a bench, wiping the sweat from his face. I whistle for his attention* Hey, Bro. Mind if I join you?

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Taking a breather after my hour run on the treadmill, I tip the bottle of water and chug it down. Shit, that felt good. Wiping my face and chest off, I hear a whistle and look up.* ~asl~ What's doing, Qhuinn? You up for some free weights or do you need a warm up? * Noticing he looks a little stressed as he takes a seat next to me and picks up one of the weights.* What's up? You look like you got something on your mind. Is Layla and the young okay?

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*I take a seat beside you, bending to lift one of the weight balls* Layla and the young are doing okay. Layla doesn't care much for the bed rest restriction Doc Jane put her on but after everything we went through, she knows it's for the best. *I curl my arm, the pull on my muscle warming. I stare down at the motion as I continue to repeat each lift. Shifting so I can work my other arm, I notice you're still waiting and I grin* You know me too well, true. *When you nod, I place the weight ball back on the ground* There is something I wanted to talk with you. Things I want to say. Need to say. *I stop, trying to find the words. I can feel the lump in my throat. Fuck, this is why I avoid emotions and shit.* It's about being your Ahstrux Nohtrum. Or not being it.

John Matthew Ghardian 

*As he lefts the weight in a controlled manner and switches arms I continue to sit and wait. I know my best friend and I know not to push him. He will tell me when he's ready. Relieved by the fact that Layla and his young are doing okay I wait for him to tell me what's really on his mind. I lean over and grab a heavier set of weights when he finally begins to speak again. Looking over at him as I hear a slight catch in his voice. Placing my hand around his neck and squeezing it a few times before either of us says any more.* ~asl~ Well, I knew this day was coming and I...uh...I...know that it's time to talk about it.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*Fuck, why is it so hard to just say what I'm feeling. I nod, feeling your hand squeezing the back of my neck. It helps ground me, remind me that I'm not talking to some stranger. I'm talking to my best friend. Someone who I consider my brother* You did? Because I didn't. There was no way I thought I'd ever become a Brother. Shit, I was just grateful they took me in and let me be your AN. To be accepted into the Brotherhood ... *I can't speak, the lump in my throat stopping me. I shake my head trying to dislodge it, picking up the hand weight.* You know how I feel, true. It was a surprise. I didn't expect to be released. And I don't know how I feel about it.

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Watching him struggle to say how he feels pulls at me deep inside. * ~asl~ Wrathh told me recently that you ween't going to be my AN anymore, but didn't fill me in on the rest of his plans. * Watching as he lifts the weight without paying attention to what he's doing, just a mindless up and down with the arm. I place my hand on his arm and stop the movement. He stops and looks at me and as I look into his mismatched eyes I can see the proud, strong warrior that I've always seen.* ~asl~ I always knew you were brother material. Through your heart, your actions your loyalty and ...your love. *Not looking away as I feel my eyes burning.* I am so proud of you Qhuinn....so damn proud.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*Tears prickle and I try pushing them down. Damn this is hard but I need to say it* Your opinion means a lot to me, John. Always has and always will. You've been my side from the beginning, always fucking believing in me even when I was being an ass. It was never a duty for me, you know. Being your AN. It was an honor. Something I wanted to do and planned on doing for the rest of life. It was never a lie ... my life for yours. And being released, that doesn't change it. I still hold true to that. I will always have your back. I will always defend you. I will always want you safe. *I clench my jaw, reining in my thoughts. I see you nodding.* This shit with Blay, if there's one thing its taught me its to speak up. To not wait to say the things that matter. It took me forever to tell him how I feel. I don't want to make that same mistake again, feel me. *I drop the weight and look at you* I may not be your AN now, but it doesn't change the fact I love you. Minus the babysitter, nothing changes.

John Matthew Ghardian 

*No fucking way can I look away as the tears threaten to overflow as I listen. Listen and just nod. Listen to the words that I have always felt and have always known.* ~asl~ No nothing changes! You are and have always been my family and always will. I've never needed a title to know that. * Turning to face him* I know that I didn't make your job easy for you. * You shrug like it was nothing* No, me taking off without you sometimes and putting you in a terrible position. I never meant any disrespect to you or your life. I never wanted you to put your life on the life for me. The things you have done for me *clearing my throat as my throat constricts* I can never express to you how much your putting yourself on the line for me has always meant. You have put your life on the line for everyone in this family. If it hadn't been for you.......Fuck! I don't even want to think of what would have happened to Wrathh or Zszadist! You are a brother through and through and I mean that in so many ways. Your right though, this changes nothing. I love you, just like I always have!

Qhuinn Ghardian 

*I pull you into an embrace, slapping you on the back before tightening my arms. You squeeze too and when I pull away, I rest my hand on your shoulder* I didn't think being part of family could be like this. I didn't know I'd find people who accepted me, flaws and all. The least I can do is protect what's mine. *I grin* Mine. I never thought I'd say that and not feel dread. Everything happens for a reason, true. Me and you? We'll be tight forever. I mean it. You need me and I'm there. No questions asked. Ever. *I let go, seeing you're feeling the same as me.* Fuck, look at us. We're a bunch of saps. I meant every word though. No doubt. *I let out a sigh, the knot in my throat finally easing.* I need to go get this tear filled in. V said he's free any time I want to stop by. Can you come with?

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Taking the slap on the back without wincing* ~asl~ I know you will always be there. I won't let it be any other way! Same goes for me bro. I know you know that! *Takes a step back and making an attempt to lighten the conversation as I wave my hand up and down in front of you. Letting out a long shrill whistle* ~asl~ Just look at you now. A brother, and me just a little ole trainee. * Grinning up at you* Does this mean I need to open "your" doors now? * We both laugh as he calls me a fucker.* Really bro. So fucking proud! Hell yeah I am coming with you. I was there when the put the first one on and I will be for this one too.

Qhuinn Ghardian 

Good because I want you there. We're still a team. *I stand, stretching as I look around the room* And fuck yeah, I want some special treatment, true. Maybe you can wipe my ass next time. Cut my food at First Meal. Make sure there's a mint on my pillow. *I grin as I duck your swing, laughing* Too much? Wanna start with something smaller like polishing my shitkickers and daggers? *You launch yourself at me, knocking me to the ground. pinning me quickly. Signing quickly, you call me a douche and I shove you off* Fine. Just keep being my best friend, true. That's all I need. *Helping you stand, I gesture to the punching bag and you nod. Life can't get any better than this. I have a family. I have Blay. And I have the best fucking friend a male can have.* ~

XOXO!

Story Line ~ Beth and Xhex have a sisterly discussion

Hello, dearest Challa's.  

This Story Line was voted on by the Fans of the Fan Page for their favorite Story Line in a two week period.  Read on and see exactly why.

Xhex Ghardian

*After John fell asleep, I was still awake, so I quietly slipped out of our bed and ran down to the kitchen, determined to find something to eat. I figured I could grab a muffin or something without being seen, so I didn't bother to even comb my hair. The manse is really quiet...yep, gonna get in and out of Fritz's domain without running into another soul. I flip on the lights and give a startled, almost girly yelp.* What the hell?

Beth Ghardian 

*looking up from my coffee and snack , when I hear a "What the Hell?"* You honestly did not just squeal like a girl did you? I think I may need to say something to Fritz about the kitchen door being squeaky. Yeah it must be the door because there is no way you made a sound like that. *trying to contain my laughter but no very successfully, busting out laughing* Hello Xhex, how are you? Would you like to join me for a snack and coffee?

Xhex Ghardian 

*Oh, shit. I can't get out of this one. I look down at the ratty t-shirt and shorts I threw on and shrug.* Sure, why not? *Sweet Scribe Virgin, who the fuck looks good in the middle of the night like that? And she's so...so....chipper. Is that normal?* Want me to check and see what's in the fridge?

Beth Ghardian 

*shrugging shoulders* Sure, but I can tell you I just finished off the chicken salad earlier and strawberries. But I'm sure you can find whatever in there. Fritz always has it packed with good food. *taking a seat at the counter* So how have you been? How's my little brother doing? I haven't seen him around lately. He is treating you right isn't he? * smiling and laughing at my question*

Xhex Ghardian 

*I rummage around inside the fridge and come up with some blueberry muffins, some jello, and some grapes. Not really sure what you'd want after already eating all that, I carry it over to the table and look for plates. I almost fall over when you suddenly start firing questions at me.* What? Oh, good. We're good. *I try to smile and then realize you're staring at me. Oh, what the hell?* Truth is, we're having a couple issues.

Beth Ghardian 

*picking at the grapes* Mated warriors should come with instruction books. *looking at your face* I'm sure it would be a multi volume set really. *knowing you are a very private person* Do you want to talk about it? or should I just dazzle you with my knowledge of the mated warrior. And really it is probably even more difficult because you are a warrior also. *popping another grape in my mouth* We can talk about that or we can talk about the weather.

Xhex Ghardian 

*I laugh and grab a spoon for the jello.* Sure, we can talk about it. Doesn't matter if I'm a warrior or not, true? Being mated is sure as hell harder than fighting a lesser. *I swallow a big bite of the jello, swishing it around in my mouth.* Basically, here's the problem: John and I snuck out of the manse without Qhuinn *your eyes go wide, knowing Wrathh would have our asses if he knew* and we ran into Rehvenge and Ehlena. One thing led to another, we were leaving, and we ran into some lessers. I couldn't let John fight without Q, and somebody had to get Ehlena out of there, so Rehv and I sent him off with E. Long story short...he thinks I say how high when Rehv says jump.

Beth Ghardian  OH.MY.GOD.youtotallytreatedhimlikeagirl *giving you a disgusted look, holding up fingers as I tick off the reasons* That was just wrong for a number of reasons. 1. Do not leave the manse without Qhuinn. When will you understand that? *getting a little loud* You are not only playing with your life and my brother's life you are playing with Qhuinn's life. *trying to rein it in and breathing* 2. YOU wouldn't let John Matthew fight. *shaking my head* Holy shit Xhex. You just told him that he is weak and not worthy. You told him that he can't do anything right with that move right there. 3. I understand that you work for Rehv, but John Matthew is your mate.

Xhex Ghardian 

*I drop my spoon and stare at you, thinking I fucking wish I'd never opened my mouth. I can feel the heat rise from my stomach up through my shoulders and I take a deep breath to keep from telling you to fuck off, reminding myself 'This is John's sister, this is John's sister...' until I feel like I'm not about to kill the fucking queen of the race.* 1. I know we shouldn't have left the manse. We BOTH take responsibility for that. So, yeah, it's not something we'll be doing again. Lesson learned. *Breathe.* 2. John is anything but weak and unworthy. That has nothing to do with him not fighting. Since we were out, he could not fight. I wasn't treating him like he couldn't fight, I was thinking that Ehlena had to be kept safe and if he got hurt, Qhuinn, through no fault of his own, would be up shit creek. Not only my fault, but his, too. *One more breath.* 3. I may work for Rehvenge, but I sure as hell know who is my mate. And that had no fucking thing to do with it. It was a situation that needed to be dealt with and we did. If you had been out on the streets fighting, you would know what I mean.

Beth Ghardian 

*staring at you* Well I surely hope that you won't do it again but I totally disagree with you about making John feel weak. Xhex you need to think like he does for a minute. You told him that he couldn't fight that he had to take Ehlena home. How does that make you feel when he has said that to you? You picked Rehvenge over him. Rehvenge and you have a *using air quotes* history. *leveling a look at you* Do not ever say anything about me fighting, I do not fight out on the streets. Are you saying what I do isn't important? That I am just Wrathh's sidekick, Is that what you are saying. because you are wrong. We are both fighters, we just do it differently. You fight against the lessers, and I fight to get the laws changed that bring the race into this century.

Xhex Ghardian 

Whoa. *I throw my hands up.* I think we're both getting a little out of line, true? *I fight everything within me not to just get up and leave. I reach out with my senses and feel your anger, but also your concern for John and I try to focus on that.* My point, Beth, isn't that you aren't going hand to hand on the streets. I'm just saying that when the shit goes down, you don't know what you'll do, but you know you gotta stop it right then. There's not a lot of time to worry over hurt feelings in the moment. I'm not saying you're not a fighter. Hell, you're proving that right this fucking minute. *I feel you start to back off a little, still on edge but at least willing to listen.* I get it, I do. We both fucked up. And yeah, when you point it out to me, I did sorta do to John what I complain he does to me. I just didn't see it that way.

Beth Ghardian 

*popping another grape in my mouth* Xhex, sometimes you just have to think like a male. Say to yourself "If I were John Matthew how would this make me feel" or "If John Matthew did this to me how would I feel" *looking at you and shrugging* What? Dr. Phil was on the other day. It made sense. *watching you shake your head with a slight smile* Honestly Xhex that's what you need to do. Think like a male sometimes and think how you would feel if he did that to you.

Xhex Ghardian 

*I laugh and pick my spoon back up, glad the tension is gone. So this is what having a family is like. Huh.* Dr. Phil? Really? And I swear, that is the first time in my life anyone has ever told me I need to think more like a man. *I roll my eyes.* Males. I guess it's always a pissing contest, even if it's with your mate, true?

Beth Ghardian 

*smiling* Welcome to the wonderful world of being mated to a Warrior! Personally, I think the benefits outweigh the rough patches at least tenfold. *smiling coyly* Being mated is like finding the other part of your soul *standing up throwing my trash away, turning to you before I walk out the door* Xhex, take care of him. He is my little brother and I love him very much.~

XOXO!

Story Line ~ The Potato Launcher

Hello, dearest Challa's.  

This Story Line was voted on by the Fans of the Fan Page for their favorite Story Line in a two week period.  Read on and see exactly why.

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Vishous Ghardian

*Grins up at Cop as he tosses a huge sack of potatoes on the ground next to me.* This will be fun true? *Unable to remember the last time we were able to do this, as if Butch can read my thoughts I hear the male say "Can you remember the last time we did this?" Looking back at the gun before me, finishing attaching the tank while I talk.* Sure...it was before Phury left for the camp....and took our launcher with him. *Muttering under my breath at how much of a sour puss the male was. All we did was break his window a few times...no big deal true?*

Butch O'Neal Ghardian 

*Laughing* Yeah, just a few times, no big deal, true? *Seeing him smirk at me* Right, we will have fun and no one is spoiling it tonight *He nods at me as he is dropping two decent size potatoes in the launcher* Fuck, bro, where are you planning on aiming them fuckers *Seeing him swing around with the launcher in his hand* Whoa! Watch where you are pointing that thing, they might only be spuds but fuck, they will leave a mark *Hearing him snort as he aims it up to the sky "Just testing the fucker out, true?" I laugh as he lets them go, seeing them go high and wondering where they are going to land, after a while, we hear a crashing sound* Fuck V, sounds like you hit a car, at least I know it ain't the Escalade as in the garage.

Vishous Ghardian 

*Smirking as Cop mentions the Escalade being safe in the garage* Who would leave their car out on a night like tonight? What with it raining potatoes and shit. *Laughing as Cop mentions how Rhage would probably enjoy that if he could fry them.* Hope it was Manny's. *Hearing the sigh from Cop I shrug* What? It would teach him to park his car inside true? *Chuckling slightly as I load up two more spuds into the muzzle and look at him.* Wanna try? This baby definitely has a better kick then our old one. *Holding the gun out to Cop and smirking as he takes it while saying "Fuck yeah"*

Tohrment Ghardian 

*I keep hearing loud booming noises from outside the manse and after the third one, I decide I need to find out what's doing. The noise seems to be coming from the gardens, so I head in that direction. Just as I walk outside, I hear another noise and then the laughter that very definitely belongs to Vishous. Following the sound, I come up to find him passing what's obviously a launcher of some kind to Cop.* Hey, that's not our old one! Son of a bitch, that too cool!

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Been walking in the gardens and around the manse ever since my talk with Rehvenge. Which solved not a damn thing, but making me feel better for saying my piece. Well, that and maybe knowing I interrupted him, if only for a short time. Making my way back closer the thudding sounds are getting louder and louder the closer I get. What the hell is going on? As I round the corner I hear a loud crash and the sound of glass shattering. Oh shit! No way! No fucking way! That is just too perfect. Looking at Rehv's Bentley with the new air conditioning installed in the back window. And over to the far left I see the who and the why of it. * ~asl~ Hey guys! Want to know who's car you just remodeled?

Butch O'Neal Ghardian 

*Laughing as I hear Tohrment* Hey, had to improve it, true? *Seeing him stand beside me as I let off another two, seeing them go high and then hearing another crashing sound* Oops, my bad, wonder what it was this time *Shrugs, then seeing John come from the direction of the cars and say about whose car we just remodeled* Oh come on man, tell us, suspense is killing us, who did V thank for leaving their car out for him to hit? *Laughing as he says Rehvenge* Oh fuck, that is priceless, I just wish I knew what I just hit *Laughing as I feel Tohr pulling on my arm* Whaaaa ..... Oh you wanna go? *Seeing him nod at me as he puts his hand out* Well good job we have others then, isn't it, we made a few just in case one never worked, feel me? *Laughing as he spins around to look for them and seeing Vishous with one in his hands and taking aim into the air again* There she blows .... four!!! *Laughing as they all look at me and shake their heads*

Vishous Ghardian 

*Pulling the trigger and grinning as this one works just as well as the other. Looking over at Cop with a proud smile on my face* Damn we're good brother. *Laughing at Tohrment's eager expression before I hold the gun out to him. Damn he's as giddy as a school boy as he takes it, looking over and seeing John Matthew sign to Cop "Come on man let me have a turn" Having to stifle a laugh as I hear Cop say "You sure you can handle this son? This ain't a Glock true? Nudging Cop* Oh come on man let the trainee have a go...

Phury Ghardian

 *Dematting to the manse to visit my twin. I look through out the manse. Hearing laughter outside in the garden I make my way there. Stepping outside I see my brothers standing there with guns and not the typical gun but a fucking potato launcher. Shaking my head I thought I took the launcher when I left. At closer inspection those are ummmm what the hell did Cop do to those. It is as if he adds shit to them. More high tech. It figures. Yelling * Hey guys *they all turn with guns aimed at me.* Hey hey turn those fuckers the other way.

Tohrment Ghardian 

*I take the launcher from V before John can get it and look it over.* This piece is outstanding! *I load the launcher, giggling like a little kid. It's been ages since I've played with one. As I hear Phury yelling at us to turn the other way, I launch a potato in his general direction and hear him yell "Fuck!"* Did I hit him? *V shakes his head no but we are both laughing so hard we can hardly stand. John seizes the moment and steals the launcher out of my hand.* Hey!

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Grabbing the launcher out of Tohrment's hands while he's busy laughing at Phury and Phury is busy cussing him out. I run my hands over this fine piece of equipment. Glancing over at Vishous.* ~asl~ Trainee huh? You do know what an expert marksmen I am, true? You want to see who's got better aim? *He shrugs all casual and places his hand roll in his mouth as he says "loud em up". *Pointing to the top of the fence with the barbed wire surrounding the manse.* ~asl~ See the gargoyle statue? Lets see who can knick the tip of its ear the closest. Ready, aim....fire!

Butch O'Neal Ghardian 

*Watching as John and Vishous take aim at the gargoyles* Seriously boys, watch the fucking windows *Seeing them both side glance at me and grin* I mean it, Wrathh said anymore windows and we would pay for it with, his fucking words were 'pay with your lives' *Seeing them shrug at me and continue to aim at them* Oh well, adds to the fun, true? *Reaching inside the bag on the floor and grabbing the other one and taking aim too, watching as all three of us aim at the same gargoyle and seeing John's spud hit his chest, V hits it straight in the face, with mine hitting his face too* Woohoo, go us!

Vishous Ghardian *High fives Cop before turning to look at John Matthew* You were saying....trainee? *Seeing the annoyed look on his face I smirk* It's alright kid, takes years to get as good as Cop and I true? You'll get there. *Watching as Tohrment takes the gun from JM's hands after patting his shoulder. Seeing the glee in Tohr's eyes right before Phury comes over and grabs the gun. Laughing as Phury aims the empty gun at Tohr and says something about see how he likes it.* Alright now ladies...can we just play nice?

Phury Ghardian 

*Shakes head no he deserves it sorry man. Reaching down for a potato and loading it, seeing Tohrment try to hide behind Cop. Cop shoves him out of the way in my direct line of sight. Telling him to take his punishment like a male. I pull the trigger and it jams, man what the fuck.....

Tohrment Ghardian 

*I dive behind Cop as I see Phury aim the fucking launcher at me, but bust out laughing as soon as it jams.* That's too classic! *I get up and grab the launcher from him, then pound the butt of it until we hear a pop. I swing it around and pull the trigger, not really aiming like I should. The sound of glass breaking shatters the air and then Vishous is literally jumping in the air screaming "It's Manny's car!" * Oh. Shit.

John Matthew Ghardian 

*Tohrment practically throws the launcher at me and I want to shove it back, but can't bring myself to do it.* ~asl~ I'm not taking the blame for that. Hell no! Is there a car left in the compound that you guys haven't hit? *Loading up another round I take a look around at something else to aim at. Looking up at the top of the mansion is the weather vein that is slowly spinning with the light wind that is blowing. let me show these fuckers how good I am. Taking aim, I pull the trigger and "BAM" I hit it and watch it spin! Doing a small victory arm pump I grin back at the guys with my chest puffed out in pride. ~asl~ Was that a great shot or what? *They all look at me and shrug and go back to laughing about Manny's car. Well , fuck! They didn't even see!

Butch O'Neal Ghardian 

*Watching John jump around the garden like a little girl, we all look at him and continue what we are doing* Well, what can we say, we are just great shots, true? *Looking at JM and then Phury* Well maybe not you two but oh well, we can't all be great at everything *Hearing Tohrment and Vishous burst out laughing as JM flips me off* No little guy, you do it this way *Flipping him off as I aim the launcher at him and watching as he starts running fast across the garden, taking aim just behind him and watching as a potato hits the ground just behind him* That's the way you do it *Hearing Tohr tell me to be careful, look at him* I won't hit him, I promise, just fun, aiming well behind him, believe it or not, was trained for this. *Grins*

Phury Ghardian 

* Watching as Cop takes a shot at John. I Walk up to Vishous man you guys are going to be dead when Rehvenge and Manny see what you all did to their cars. I watch as V nods but he doesn't seem all too concerned.* Look man I am going to head inside to see if I can find Zszadist. Let me know how it goes and if we need to perform any fade ceremonies for you guys especially after Rehvenge sees his car. Man, you guys are dead. *Laughing as I tell my brothers I will see them later. I head back into the manse.*

John Matthew Ghardian 

*after Butch takes that last shot at me I decide I've had enough for the night and give them all a high flying bird bird, when I hear Tohrment yell out "Hold up a minute son and I'll head in with you" When he catches up he puts his arm around my shoulder and tells me that was a damn fine shot.* ~asl~ Thanks. Come on lets go inside. I don't want to be out here when Rehvenge or Manny get a look at their cars.

Vishous Ghardian 

*Smirks as Cop starts bawking like a chicken as John Matthew, Tohrment and Phury all run away to the manse. Shaking my head as I clasp Cop on the shoulder* Just like old times right my brother? *Grinning as he nods and goes to pick up the two other guns. Looking at the one in my hand and glancing at the manse then back to Cop. Seeing the sly smirk on his face as once again he seems to have read my mind* Once more shouldn't hurt true? *Grinning as Cop grabs one more potato and loads it into the gun in my hands. Holding it up and aiming at Blaylock and Saxton's room just because it happens to be on this side of the manse. Hearing cop count down and pressing the trigger as he yells fire. We stand there for a few moments before we hear the sweet sound of success, the shattering of glass. Quickly we grab the remaining potatoes, the other two guns and high tail it back to the Pit. Laughing the whole way.....yep, just like old times.*~

XOXO!