Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)
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				Title: <strong>Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 05:28:06</strong>
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				Lily shivered as she ran pulling her coat tighter around her, the shoes she was wearing were a few sizes too big, and her feet started to slip on the wet ground as she ran away from the detention centre. She slipped in the muddy ground loosing sight of the group, as she stood up she kept running towards the large array of lights in the horizon. <br><br>She stopped in a bus shelter fishing around in the pocket she found some money and a note. It was a name and address of someone who could help her, she was an escaping Neko, she had escaped with several others but she had been separated from the group. The large coat covered her tail and the small top that had NEKO written in large letters, and small shorts. She shivered, it was the middle of winter and snow was starting to come down outside.<br><br><br>After wandering the streets for an hour she headed into a shop, grabbing some water and a little bit of food she could pick up, before asking for directions. Luckily she wasn't far from the safe house she was given, walking through the snow she pulled her hat down covering her large ears that marked her as a Neko.<br><br>She found the address and pressed the button for the door, hoping that someone was home. She was cold, tired and very scared, she was an unbranded, untagged Neko, she knew that if she was at the wrong house things would turn very bad for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Parker</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 08:44:49</strong>
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				Haydan hated this weather.<br><br>He came in through his front door and shook the snow off, letting it fall to the floor around him. As he stomped his hikers into the mat he thought for a moment about just how much he detested the cold weather, here in southeast Michigan. If he had to go into seclusion, this would have been a fine place. In May. But it was not May, and at the moment Haydan didn't mind laying low. He didn't mind the sudden lack of good contracts. He didn't even mind having no contact with anyone; most people annoyed him anyway. <br><br>What he really minded was bone chilling, face-burning, soak-through-your-kevlar-hybrid-weave-clothing winter. <br><br>He didn't have his boots off before Andrea called out to him. "Are you ignoring your comm?" <br><br>A few more stomps to get as much snow off as he could. <br><br>"How long is this snow supposed to last?" he said this into the empty space of his foyer and the living room beyond, the house coming alive in a proscribed manner as he unzipped the coat and started to untie the hikers. The lights up to half, the heat spun up, and music on low, Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue, by the Tokyo Philharmonic.<br><br>"Forty seven hours, plus or minus two hours, expected snowfall will total nine inches. Are you ignoring your comm?" <br><br>Haydan scowled. "Jesus. I used to live in Hawaii, Andrea. A place they never get snow. Ever." He said this as he stepped his socks into the gathered snow on the floor, more wet cold striking his skin. With disgust he threw his jacket on the couch as he made his way to the kitchen. <br><br>As the jacket landed it glowed slightly for a moment. The coat was a "wearable", computing power woven into the fabric and acting to support his Personal Area Network as he went about his day. His shirt would also do the job, but the coat got a better net signal so he tended to use that. With the pulse of light the coat synched up with the house, so when he got to the kitchen he he saw the flashing icon indicating two missed calls, two waiting messages. He'd been too intent on the cold on his way home from the gym to answer the coat.<br><br>The red text was on the glass that formed the north-facing wall, looking out onto Lake Michigan to the west. The lake beyond was frozen out pretty far. There were people fishing on it, crazy bastards, squatting in huts, gathered near old school barrels filled with burning wood. <br><br><em>Jesus, burning the wood. How expensive as that permit?</em><br><br>The sky was gray and insubstantial, the frozen surface of the lake white. During the summer this place was beautiful and peaceful, but it was really during the fall that the colors came to life. All of that was muted now, under a blanket of snow and cold. He looked away and opened his refrigerator, gathering up some apples and a carafe of water. <br><br>"You have two messages, Haydan. Have you been ignoring you comm?"<br><br>"You are the most tenacious house I've ever lived in, Andrea. Have I ever told you that?"<br><br>"Today? No. And strictly speaking, I'm not the house. I'm the Incomplete Symthetic Intelligence helping you run the house. And you have two messages, Haydan. They're marked urgent."<br><br>Haydan was stripping his cold, wet socks off. "Fine, Andrea, fine. Play the messages." His face was sour, looking at the socks. The sound of static emerged from the surround system. Haydan dropped the socks with a plop, cocked his head and listened. "Is that an error?"<br><br>"No, that's the content of the message."<br><br>"No vid? Who's it from?"<br><br>"No. And I don't know."<br><br>"What do you mean you don't know?"<br><br>"I don't know. There wasn't an identifier string."<br><br>Haydan frowned. He leaned up against the countertop, and bit into an apple. <br><br>"Those calls came to the coat while I was in the gym. The coat was in a locker. Could the locker have mashed the signal up like that?"<br><br>"Unlikely," Andrea said after a pause. "And it interference would not have stripped out the identifier."<br><br>Haydan thought a moment. "Is there an originator code? Not an identifier, but a source switch identification number, some packet tracer?"<br><br>"Yes."<br><br>He thought for another moment, then said "Andrea open file 'crypto-07'. Authenticate with passphrase 'reindeer flotilla'. Now try and match the packet tracer."<br><br>The apple was almost gone now, and while he considered the core when Andrea answered. "Using the information in file crypto-07, the call originated from Paige Connolly."<br><br>Paige. <br><br><em>Hmmm. It's been a long time, girl. What do you want?</em> Haydan thought.<br><br>"The next call, Andrea… same source?"<br><br>"Yes. It's static as well."<br><br>Double hmmm.&nbsp; <br><br>What would Paige be trying to call him about, after all this time? She wasn't with Total Canopy anymore; wasn't she freelancing somewhere? Dubai, maybe? Sri Lanka?<br><br><em>Someplace warm</em>, he thought.<br><br>"Andrea, use the packet tracer info to reverse-initiate a call, audio only." Haydan waited a moment. It'd be good to talk to Paige. He could ask her about the private gigs, better contracts than he was seeing.&nbsp; He sipped some water. His bare feet were wet and cold, and his toes curled up. <br><br>"I'm not getting through. The snow's fouled the uplink. Want me to try a call in the clear using landlines?"<br><br>"What?" Haydan asked, annoyed. "No, Jesus Andrea. No calls in the clear." <br><br><em>This fucking weather. Shit</em>. <br><br>So. Paige called twice, and he couldn't call back. He could put that aside, nothing to be done about it, but it would start to bother him during the next forty seven hours, plus or minus two. As would the cold. He turned and rested his ass on the counter, starting another apple. <br><br>"Because I like to torture myself, what's the weather in Hawaii right now?"<br><br>"There's someone at the door."<br><br>"What?" The response caught him off guard, but only for a moment. He turned around to the window again. "Show me."<br><br>On the window overlooking the lake, a life-sized image appeared from a microcam covering the front door. A shivering girl, well he thought it was a girl, was on his front stoop. She was wearing a huge coat and pull-over cap that clearly weren't hers. <br><br>His brows knit. "Do we know her?"<br><br>"Passive scan doesn't match anyone you have in the database, or anyone who's been to this house since I was activated, with a 98% accuracy. Should I alert the authorities?"<br><br>"What? No. No calls in the clear, no calls to the authorities. Jesus, Andrea." Haydan reached around his back and withdrew the concealed XDP pistol from the small of his back. He half racked the action and confirmed there was a caseless round in the chamber. "Does she have any weapons?" <br><br>"None I can detect."<br><br>He was already moving as he put it back in the concealed holster and reached the door. He should be suspicious. The place was chosen for it's relative anonymity. A quiet little town on Lake Michigan, buried in a picturesque and infuriating winter. No one knew he was here, so who was at the door? It'd been too long since he'd talked with someone besides Andrea. Time to live a little. <br><br>And if he had to shoot her, well, that'd be fine too. <br><br>"And it's eighty-six in Hawaii at the moment. And not snowing."<br><br>Haydan rolled his eyes, hearing about the warm Hawaiian weather and opened the door, letting the not-eighty-six wind into his house. He'd almost forgotten he was in his bare feet until that moment, when the wind reminded him, not so gently. <br><br>He took in the girl shivering on his front porch. "Yes?" he asked.<br><br>But in a moment he couldn't leave her out there, and changed tack. "Hey, why don't you step in, here. It's freezing out there, and I hate this weather." He held the door for her, not being able to tell too much about her at all except her height. The hair on the back of his neck was not standing up, and that was a good sign. The pistol was still within easy reach, but he wasn't expecting trouble. Just living a little dangerously.<br><br>He closed the door and turned to her, trying to see under the hood. "Can I help you with something, miss…?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>20-01-2012, 05:51:00</strong>
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				Lily huddled into the corner trying to keep out of the biting wind, her bare legs were shaking as she rubbed her arms. She thought back to the warmth of the compound, was the life of a Neko really that bad, she was warm, fed, clothed, she never had to go out in the snow and she never felt this scared or confused. <br><br>It was wrong to compare the life she had there with the one that would have been waiting for her very soon. She was created for pleasure and servitude, if she was lucky she'd be bought by someone very rich, a present for his son or himself, she would be given the best life imaginable, clothes,food comfort maybe until she died. If she was unlucky she'd be bought by a whore house, used by several men until she no long had anything else to cry about. <br><br>There was one life she was glad she would never have, the life of a mother, they would be forced to get pregnant only to have the litter taken from them as soon as they were strong enough for the next set. She didn't remember her mother, she had no idea who her father was, if he was human or a male neko she didn't know, she didn't really want to know. <br><br>She had heard stories about male Neko's being treated worse then females, they were rarer so they went for a higher price, used a slaves for heavy lifting, construction or even as man servants for the very rich. Either way their lives were shorter then the females, her mind brought her back to the present as the door opened suddenly.<br><br>She looked up the man before stepping inside when he told her to. “Are you Haydan?” She whispered looking into his eyes as she offered him the card. Once he took it a holographic video appeared. “Haydan, if you're watching this then one of the girls has gotten lost and found you. I need you to keep her safe until I can contact you, don't tell anyone that shes with you.” <br><br>Looking up at him she frowned, he didn't know she was going to be there, this was bad what if he sent her back to the compound. She bit her lip not sure what to say to him. “I'm Lily.” She whispered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Parker</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 01:03:13</strong>
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				Haydan took the card from the girl, and watched the hole as it played out. Sure enough, it was Paige. <br><br>Fuck.<br><br>Even before the message finished it's cycle his eyes were to the door, which he reached, closed and locked. After Paige's voice trailed away, her face lingered for a few more moments. A look he couldn't read, especially in the card's low-res. Apology? No, if that was there, Haydan didn't see a trace of that. Figured. Something else though.<br><br>His eyes went back to the girl, watching as she bit that lovely lower lip. She was gorgeous, sensual, even mostly-covered, dripping melting snow and standing in his foyer. Her voice…&nbsp; there was something about it. It sounded different somehow, only subtly, when she told him her name. <br><br>His training kicked back in then, and he cursed himself for being so foolish. He spun the girl by her shoulder and put her up against the wall, his hand now pressing between her shoulders as her face and body pressed to the wall. In the same motion he drew his pistol from behind his back, silently pointing it at her. He moved in, and with a flick removed the hat she was wearing, tossing it aside, then going right to her coat and pulled it from her, throwing the sodden weight of it aside as well. <br><br>He was set to frisk her, and automatic gesture he'd done in hundreds of places on as many contracts, but stopped cold.<br><br>The first thing he noticed was her vivid red hair, thick and unruly and cascading down her back. This naturally led his eyes down to her tight young ass. He noted it's perfection, but then that's when the flags went up. <br><br>Ears. Tail.<br><br>She was a neko. Very likely unlicensed, untagged, and -way- illegal.<br><br>He took a few moments to process. Haydan could take all he knew about nekos that wasn't&nbsp; gleaned from movies, porn, or the talk that some males executives like to share around the field operators to make them seem more manly… put it all in a thimble and still have room left over. <br><br>Still holding the neko up against the wall, but with a relaxed pressure and his gun hand now down he said to the house "Andrea, verify the doors locked, scrub the comms, and dial up the sentry program. Confirm state blue."<br><br>Andrea replied right away "all doors are secure, Haydan, verifying 'blue', one moment…&nbsp; &nbsp; verified."<br><br>He kept the gun out, but it was how dangling easily. His hand still gently between Lily's shoulder blades.<br><br>"Tell me what happened, and tell me how you came here."<br><br>Her hair, practically a mane was falling over his hand. Even a little wet it was luxurious and very distracting. As was her lip when she'd bit it, earlier. <br><br>Fuck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 06:27:25</strong>
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				She was wearing little under the coat, and she was terribly clod, she shivered slightly, he spun her before pushing her against the wall, she didn't know what she had done to upset him. She felt his hand pushing against her shoulder blades, she didn't know what she had done to deserve this. <br><br>She felt him pulling her hat off, she jumped wanting to cover her ears, as he pulled her coat off, she pulled her tail around, she was sure that he was going to hurt her. She was shaking as she tried to look back at him but he kept her against the wall. She was wearing tight blue shorts and a tight tank top, she shivered from the cold and fear.<br><br>“Please don't hurt me.” She whispered just before he spoke to the house. He spoke again asking her what happened, she was still pressed against the wall she frowned. “I don't know.” She whispered. “One minute I was in the dorm the next minute I was being shouted at to get up...then I was running through the compound then I ended up getting lost, the shoes were too big and I kept slipping in the snow.”<br><br>Tears started to fall down her cheeks. “I thought I would be safe here.” She whispered, she couldn't stop shivering, she was so cold and the snow that had soaked through the coat didn't help. She suddenly felt weak, her knees started to give way as she collapsed to the floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Parker</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 23:28:01</strong>
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				Haydan felt her shiver as he touched her. Her skin was cold and wet, and it was obvious that she was either very scared, or an extremely gifted actress. Again, not knowing much about nekos beyond what the vids put out there, he was at a disadvantage. <br><br>And that disadvantage seemed to be growing by the moment. Dorm? Compound? She was very likely escaped from some sort of facility, somewhere close enough to move from on foot. Damnit, so much for good research on placement of this "sage" house. It was supposed to be far from anything that might garner attention, and that definitely included research facilities where human/feline slave toys were designed or bred.<br><br>Unless Paige had a reason for placing this particular house, in this particular place.&nbsp; The neko had said "I thought I would be safe here," and that pretty much cinched it. He watched her, crumpled and soggy on the floor, noting her breathing and the fact that she was still shivering. <br><br>"Andrea…&nbsp; any activity on the cop frequencies?"<br><br>"As part of 'blue' I'm supposed to do that on a constant basis, and I'm supposed to tell you the moment I hear something odd or relevant or out of pattern."<br><br>"Just checking," Haydan said, his hand rubbing his stubbled chin for a moment while he considered what to do. <br><br>"Do these things drink milk?"<br><br>"'These things'?"<br><br>"Nekos. The girl in a heap in the doorway is a neko. Do they drink milk?"<br><br>"Yes. But not exclusively. You've seen too many porn vids, Haydan. They can eat pretty much what homo sapiens can eat, their genome and physiology isn't that different, and their alimentary canals process…"<br><br>"Yea yea. Do a brief, focus on intro and basic handling, as well as legal ramifications of unlicensed varieties. Make it audio, and port it to my coat."<br><br>He bent and hefted the girl's form over his shoulder, easily. He felt her shivering slightly as he carried her.<br><br>"Done. Going somewhere?"<br><br>"Yea, out for a few supplies. But first I gotta secure her so there's no mayhem while I'm gone."<br><br>He brought her to the master bedroom, the lights coming up to 30% as he entered, the classical music following him through the house as he walked. He didn't dump her so much as lay her on the bed. It'd be impossible not to take in her beauty, her allure. If this girl, Lily? If she'd been designed with some owner's pleasure in mind someone had done a right-fucking awesome job. The feline influence was subtle but there and definitely attractive. Her body was taut and muscled, lean in some places and way generous in curves in others, built from the RNA up for pleasure. <br><br>Her lips drew his eyes, the way her nipples seems to struggle at getting through the nothing shirt that was barely holding her very full breasts, the tone of her skin, the way it set against the vivid red of her…&nbsp; mane. The fur on her ears and tail…&nbsp; all designed to draw the eye and rise the cock, he imagined.<br><br>And it was working. Focus, Haydan, focus. <br><br>He made quick work of stripping her bare, not pausing but still enjoying the breathtaking beauty of her as he worked. He retrieved one of his own shirts, a white button-down, and put it on her, buttoning it up a bit and rolling up the sleeves. He left her there for a few moments then returned with a length of soft rope and some military-grade parachord from the garage. In a moment he'd fashioned a collar out of a braid pattern, fitted a metal ring he'd also brought into the weave and placed it 'round her neck. He then secured the chord through the ring and ran it behind the bed, securing it up and under against the frame. <br><br>There. Haydan figured she'd need a filament knife to get out of the collar and tie, and he'd bring back something stronger to secure her, as well as a few other things. <br><br>Satisfied Lily was secured her brought he blanket up over her and set the bed to warm her. <br><br>"Andrea, give Lily very limited access if she wakes up. Let her control the lights and the music. Patch me through silently to any audio you two have while I'm out, if any. I don't want her to leave the room, and definitely don't want her to leave the house. I'm headed out to see if she left a trail here, to see if I can figure where she came from, and pick up a few supplies. I should be gone for a couple hours. If she wakes up tell her she's safe, and the collar is for her protection, that she won't be hurt. Don't tell her much of anything else, and like I said, patch me through if she stirs or talks."<br><br>"Understood, Haydan."<br><br>Haydan changed into a dry shirt, took her wet clothes with him to dispose of, put some bleach into a spraybottle and sprayed down where she'd touched in the foyer, thinking that would break down any DNA she might have left and help obscure traces offer should any cops come along with a sniffer. <br><br>He also decided what the hell, even if it was straight out a vid and ridiculous, he filled a large bowl with half and half and brought it up the bedroom, placing it on the floor next to the bed just in reach given the length of chord he'd given her. Maybe nekos sat at the table and ate with silverware and napkins tucked into their collars...&nbsp; but what the hell. This would serve until he found out, and she might not even wake while he was gone. <br><br>Then his coat was on, and he was out the door to gather supplies. He turned on the brief Andrea had made on nekos, and listened as he ran the errands, intent on returning back to the house as soon as he could, to see what more he could learn from "Lily".<br><br>The last thing he did as he left the house and started the brief was ammo-check his pistol, then reholster on his way out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 01:32:44</strong>
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				She woke up alone in the bed, shivering for a few seconds as she tried to remember where she was and what was around her neck. She reached up touching the collar around her neck and the rope it was attached to, looking around the room she started to panic. “Where am I?” She said to herself, she looked around seeing the rope.<br><br>Lily pulled at the rope, before extending one of her nails cutting at the rope. Neko's when they are sold their razor sharp retractable nails are surgically removed before the auction so they can't use them to attack anyone, it was very painful operation. “You shouldn't be doing that.” Andrea said. <br><br>Lily jumped, looking round. “Why not?” She said.<br><br>“Because Haydan wouldn't be happy.” <br><br>She paused and carried on getting half way through the rope. “I thought I was going to be safe, I was told that if I got lost to come here because I would be safe... but now I'm tied to a bed. The stories about humans are right.” She said.<br><br>“What stories?” Andrea said.<br><br>“That humans, are evil and use Neko's for their own pleasures, they use them until they get bored or tired of them then they get passed from person to person. Being used and beaten until they can't work anymore then they are killed.” She got through the rope. “I don't know what I'm going to do.”<br><br>“Stay here, Haydan is outside getting things for you.”<br><br>“Then why did he tie me up?” She said as she pulled the rope from around her neck.<br><br>“Perhaps he didn't want you to go outside because you will get captured.” <br><br>“There's a place in Canada where Neko's are free...” She said, “How long is Haydan meant to be gone for?” <br><br>“Another hour or two.” <br><br>She looked around the room getting off the bed, she looked in the closet and dresser finding something warmer to wear, it was his clothes but they would do for now. She shivered realising her clothes were still wet. “I'm guessing the doors are locked...can I go into the bathroom?” She tried the handle as it unlocked.<br><br>She turned the shower on, not realising that he had been listening to everything. She got undressed and climbed into the shower cleaning herself and warming herself. Once she got out she dried herself off, and rubbing her hair dry, she came out pulling on his sweat pants and a sweater. <br><br>“Can I go downstairs?” She said.<br><br>“Are you going to escape.” Andrea said.<br><br>“I haven't decided...if I wanted to escape so much I could just jumped out of the window” She said. “I'm thirsty.” The door unlocked, she headed downstairs to the kitchen, she sighed looking out the window seeing that it was snowing. She got herself a drink heading into the living room, she sighed. “Does Haydan have weapons?” She said.<br><br>“Are you thinking of using them on him?” Andrea asked.<br><br>“No I just wanted to know if he will use them on me.” She said as she curled up on the sofa, if this was where she was meant to be then she would accept her fate...being born a Neko wasn't a good thing to start with she just had to hope that things would get better.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Parker</strong> on <strong>14-02-2012, 03:59:43</strong>
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				Haydan had been listening, of course. <br><br>As instructed Andrea had patched the audio through as soon as Lily had started to move. The CSI was also giving narration as to what was going on during the conversation. Haydan could have put the video on the glass of the car, but why bother? The roads were treacherous enough as it was, and he needed to focus on driving. Besides Andrea seemed to have things in hand, for now. <br><br>He'd neglected to check for her nails, didn't know it was something he needed to check for until he'd left the house. But he was rapidly getting up to speed with nekos as he listened to the audio brief Andrea had prepared for him. <br><br>Christ, he was going to have his hands full with this girl. This <em>catgirl</em>, Lily.<br><br>But that was fine, he was used to improvising, and thinking on his feet. He turned the car around and headed towards the hardware store. He'd hit one of the sex shops over in the next county, provided he didn't spin out in a ditch and need rescuing, and a few other places afterwards and then head back to the house. <br><br>He pulled into the parking lot of the hardware store right when Lily had gone downstairs for her drink. "Andrea, definitely keep her in the house, and keep her docile. And while you're at it patch through the vid of her in the shower, to the car glass."<br><br>What the hell. Lily was undeniably alluring. Hot as hell, actually. And he'd been cooped up in this sleepy little community a long while. <br><br>"Haydan…&nbsp; checking for concealed weapons?"<br><br>"Can she have any more?" he asked, only half joking.<br><br>"She certainly could, but I don't think she does, besides her nails, obviously. And wicked flexibility, and probably strength to be reckoned with. Better get a handheld ampscanner while you're out. And some chain."<br><br>"I'm already ahead of you, Andrea."<br><br>"And Haydan?"<br><br>"Andrea?"<br><br>"She's a natural redhead."<br><br>"Soooo I see. And Jesus, Andrea," Haydan chuckled, "who programmed you?"<br><br>"Someone with a fine eye for detail, of course."<br><br>...<br><br>It was about ninety minutes before Haydan pulled into his garage. He'd checked on Lily periodically, hearing anything said and knowing right where she was in the house as he withdrew from the car and carried the bags in with him. <br><br>The weather was getting fierce. This made it even more telling, that he'd seen a few of the Triple Canopy roadies out, their jumpcraft being grounded due to snow he suspected. He suspected it might just have something to do with a certain breakout from a certain facility. If they were out in this weather, Haydan guessed Lily's little trip must be thought something serious by someone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Runaway Neko (AT + Parker)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 03:08:31</strong>
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				She lay on the sofa curled up as tight as she could, the lights started to get darker, the house must have thought she was falling asleep. Sitting up she sighed. “Can I watch the news?” She asked, a second later the TV turned on, but not to the news. “What channel is the news?” <br><br>“I don't think you should be watching the news.” Andrea replied.<br><br>“I just want to see if they have my picture.” There was a few seconds of silence before the news turned on. She watched but there was nothing about her or the break out, she watched for half an hour before turning it off. <br><br>She sighed, laying on her back on the sofa her tail was pulled round the front she was stroking it softly. “Am I a prisoner here now?” She asked, but there was no answer, she curled into a ball again as she started to cry. Tears fell down her cheeks, she was so scared, lost from her sisters, alone in this house with a man she didn't know who had already tied her up once, she had no idea what he was going to do.<br><br>“Are you unwell?” The house asked.<br><br>“I'm scared.” She said softly. “Is Haydan going to hurt me?” She bit her lip wiping the tears from her cheeks.<br><br>There was silence again from the house she shivered trying hard not to cry, her body shaking slightly, she was still cold, she was use to the temperature being so much warmer but she would adapt.<br><br><hr> <br><br>She must have fallen asleep, and almost jumped when she heard the car pull up outside. Looking round she ran into the furthest corner from the door by the window, and hid behind the chair. It was her first instinct, to hide. She huddled up her arms around her knees, she was rocking slightly as she tried hard not to cry, she didn't want to be hurt she wanted to be safe and happy.
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