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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 20:01:32 GMT -5
Masafumi shook his head. "I already do," he said. "Gangs in Japan, gangs here, and whoever else. I'm not afraid of death, sir. Let's go; now." He slowly started to turn, but he still had the gun pointed at Flyte's father. He couldn't help it. He wanted to keep Flyte safe.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 20:06:31 GMT -5
Greg sighed, then shrugged and followed, trying to act like he didn't care. "You're risking a lot to kill me." He said quietly. He wasn't even sure why Masafumi was doing this. Mila stayed where she was, frozen to the ground with fear. She didn't like guns either. She'd seen a lot of terrorists in India.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 20:17:01 GMT -5
After a few moments of walking Masafumi made sure they were out of sight from Mila. He was now looking Greg in the eye, fire burning within them. "Why do you hurt them so much?" he asked. "You couldn't have always been like this. Was it when Tony went into the army? When he lost his arm? When Flyte fell in love with birds and horses?... Or maybe it was when Annie died? Your wife seems to take good care of you. Flyte tries to make you happy. I'm sure Tony does too... seeing as he carries out your bidding even if it means he has to be a hypocrite and kill his last sister."
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 20:38:11 GMT -5
Greg stared back defiantly. It took him a few seconds to speak. "Maybe I should explain something to you. Aimee was my first child, born with Caroline. It was impossible to tell that she was. And then I divorced her and Antoine came from another woman. But we divorced before he was even a year, and I got back with Caroline. We told ourselves that we wouldn't have another child, we didn't want another one. And we never did. Aimee did." He sighed and shook his head. "We weren't planning on keeping it. But when Aimee had her, she wouldn't give her up. She refused to. And so we pretended that Flyte was really Caroline's. We didn't want anyone knowing. But we ignored her for the most part. Aimee took care of her, as an older sister. Only the four us knew who Flyte's real mother was. And she extremely reluctant when she was leaving to be a nurse in the army. And then she got on a carcrash, and further investigation brought the fact that she had been poisoned. Flyte had made her tea before she left, and no one wanted to believe it. But it was the only possible way to explain it. She killed her own mother."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 20:43:32 GMT -5
A small click came from the gun. He'd be able to shoot now if he wanted to. "So you set your only son on her grandaughter?" he shot. "She didn't know what she was doing, you did! You attempted murder! Sad thing is, I have carried out murders. You won't be the first." He didn't want to believe it. Flyte probably didn't know either. She would have been far more hurt then what she was. She would have been scard as a child. She probably wouldn't have even spoken to Masafumi. It wasn't fair.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 20:53:55 GMT -5
Greg shook his head. "I never set Tony on Flyte." He spat. "That boy did; Pierre or something. He was good at manipulating people; he made Flyte think I did half the things he did to her." He shrugged, but eyed the gun uncomfortably. "Flyte's 'sister' already died, what do you think she'll say if she finds out her 'father' did, too?" Greg shrugged, hoping he made a point that was good enough to stop Masafumi.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 21, 2007 22:52:11 GMT -5
Masafumi raised the gun to the man's chin. "If you're lying to me," he said, irked. "I'll just have to hun you down. Pierre's dead anyway. No one care's about him now. So Tony was a hypocrite the whole fucking time and Flyte didn't know what was going on..." He slipped his gun back into his jacket. He sighed and looked at the ground. "Sorry about that... I just wanted to protect her."
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 21, 2007 22:59:29 GMT -5
"No he isn't. He went to South America the other day. I had to help him get a passport." Greg looked relieved when Masafumi put the gun away, and he relaxed slightly. "Why do you want to protect her so much? No one else ever has."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 21, 2007 23:21:22 GMT -5
Masafumi quietly. "I shot him!" he shouted. "Motsu finished him off! He's dead! Tony burned down the building he died in! Tony's a fucking son of a bitch! He probably let him live! Jesus fucking Christ!" He started running off. Mila probably heard him. How annoying. That's why they all wanted Flyte to leave the country. Pierre probably told them to. Tony was probably in on it too. He was a bastard. Tony was one of the people who needed to die.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 21, 2007 23:29:49 GMT -5
"Wha-?" Greg blinked as he started to run off, then waited a second before turning and dashing back into the house. "Follow him, don't stay here." He growled to Mila before slamming the door. The girl blinked, then quickly turned and staretd scrambling after Masafumi. "Wait! Don't me leave!" She called.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 21, 2007 23:42:21 GMT -5
Masafumi stopped at the black car and punched it, leaving a dent. "Ah fuck," he shouted. "Sorry." He turned to Mila and sighed. "We need to find Flyte. She might be back home by now." He got in the car, and sunk down into the seat. Did he really want to bother anymore? Maybe he could take Flyte to Japan with him. No one would find them. Not there.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 21, 2007 23:48:18 GMT -5
Mila blinked, then also got into the car and watched Masafumi curiously. "What about the doggies?" She pointed to the two dogs in the cage. Sharda had curled up in his doghouse, and Dimitre was standing by the gate, watching the road intently as if waiting to see a car to bark at.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 21, 2007 23:50:27 GMT -5
Masafumi got back out of the black car. "Stay here," he told her as he ran twords the cages. "Hey, guys. I bet I know someone who you'll be excited to see, but you have to be quiet so we don't get caught okay?" He started opening the two cages. "Into the car." He started running back and slid in. He knew the dogs would just jump over him anyway.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 21, 2007 23:52:59 GMT -5
Dimitre didn't hesitate to burst out. He stood there for a second, as if confused, then followed Masafumi and leaped into the back seat. Sharda stood up, stretched, then followed at a slower trot, gracefully jumping into the car and curling back up besides the black, younger Greyhound.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 22, 2007 0:01:28 GMT -5
Masafumi closed the door and was ready to go. He put the key in the ignition and started out of the driveway. Odds of Greg noticing that the dogs were gone were slim to none. Not like he took care of them anyway. "Flyte better be back at the condo," he said, irritated.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 22, 2007 0:04:45 GMT -5
Mila shrank away from him slightly. She didn't like when people were angry, especially when she didn't know why. She hoped it wasn't because of her. She glanced back at the dogs, Dimitre was staring out the window as intently as he had stared out the road, and Sharda was already fast asleep. It had been a long time since either dogs had gotten in a car.
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