Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)
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				Title: <strong>Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 20:46:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;Lew Dodgson hid deep inside the house of one Hazel Summers. He knew who she was because he'd seen the flash of her camera while he was working with George Baselton, the 'Monsoon Man', a doctor who had invented a machine that could control the weather. He didn't know what the little bitch had seen but he knew that she had to be caught and silenced before she could get those photos released anywhere.<br><br>&nbsp;He waited until he heard the sound of a door opening, lying in wait in a darkened room. He'd wait till she got less guarded before he would ambush her and take her to the Land Rover where Baselton was waiting, likely sweating his fat English ass off with nervousness, to take her to the other safe house...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mindii</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 00:36:12</strong>
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				Hazel Summers was nearly busting at the seams with excitement. She could feel it all the way from her toes to the crown of her head. This was big. And she'd be the one to give the story to her boss. She'd be the one with a pay-raise. A smile flickered across her pristine lips at the thought. Her fiance would be so pleased with her. <br><br>Thinking of her fiance Hazel grinned. Tonight she had a date with him. An expensive resturant with a view over the entire city, he'd promised her. Afterwards they'd go to his house and have a little bit of well-earned fun there. <br><br>Hazel sighed and got out of her car as she pulled into her driveway. She slid out of the seat and walked to her front door, camera in hand. The camera that contained all the pictures she had taken of that <em>thing</em>. The machine.&nbsp; <br><br>Hazel unlocked the front door and stepped inside, flicking on the light switch as she did so. The sound of her highheels echoed through the still house and she hummed quietly to herself a small melody. <br><br>Hazel went to the kitchen and picked up the phone in there, dialing her fiance's number. She had to tell him now, she couldn't wait. Leaning against the counter, the phone began to ring softly as she waited for him to pick up. She twirled a piece of blond hair around her finger as she waited, camera on teh counter beside her.<br><br>"Come on, pick up." Hazel whispered to herself, smiling. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 00:42:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;Damn she was making a phone call. Time to grab her quick. He hit the button on his cellphone for the pre-recorded text message for Baseton to drive the Land Rover closer to the house. He was about to make the grab. He reached into his pocked and pulled the small but deadly looking Beretta pistol. He didn't want to shoot her and leave evidence but if he had to he would. He would much rather get her to the safe house and out of all those clothes she was wearing. It would be a lovely sight...<br><br>&nbsp;Her fiance's answering machine was the only thing that picked up and as Hazel was leaving a message, Dodgson sprung. He grabbed her from behind, forcing a hand over her mouth and pressing a small gun to the side of her head. "Don't move a muscle...understood."<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mindii</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 01:17:23</strong>
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				Hazel sighed when Jared didn't pick up his phone. She had been really hoping he would too. Although it was quite possible that he was in a business meeting or busy. And she had been so excited to tell him too, that was a shame. Hearing his voice telling her to leave a message though brightened her features a little bit.<br><br>"Hey, hon, it's me. You won't <em>believe</em> what happened today. I couldn't believe it myself. It's-" Hazel began to say, her voice enthusiastic, her eyes shining as she left the message. <br><br>Everything stopped though when she was grabbed roughly from behind. The chilling feel of fingers on her arms. Hazel started to scream, loudly, having a healthy set of lungs, that too was cut off just as abruptly as her message had been. A hard hand clamped down over her mouth and the phone fell from her hands, dangling from the wall. <br><br>Hazel could feel the barrel of a gun on her head, the cold metal of it. She felt a shiver of fear run down to her toes, her chest heaving as she struggled, that was until a male voice told her not to move. Immediately she complied. No need to tell her twice, not with a gun pointed right at her brain. <br><br>Although a small whimper escaped past her lips and his hand, and immediately she hated herself for it, for sounding so weak in the face of this creep. How'd he even get in her house? WHO was he? What did he <em>want</em> with her? What would Jared think when he heard the message? He'd know something was wrong. He'd find out what happened to her, right? Hopefully before she was killed. What did this guy want.<br><br>Her blue eyes were filled with fear and anger. Fear was the more dominant emotion though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 03:50:39</strong>
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				&nbsp;Dodgson bent Hazel over the counter of her house, binding her hands behind her back with a length of rope. He pinched her nose to force her to open her mouth and stuffed a rag inside there. Before she could think to spit it out he tied a strip of black silk over her lips. He lead her outside, out the back way of her house, towards the vacant lot where Baselton had the SUV parked.<br><br>&nbsp;He opened the rear passenger side door and shoved Hazel in, forcing her onto the floor of the vehicle while he sat on the rear passenger seat, keeping her pinned with a foot in the middle of her back.<br><br>&nbsp;The fat Englishman sitting behind the SUV's wheel put the vehicle in gear when Dodgson said, "Drive." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mindii</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 18:05:15</strong>
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				Hazel felt him start to bind her hands behind her back. This was it. She was screwed, dead, gone. She wasn't going to be able to stop this guy. She felt the rough rope on her skinny wrist and felt tears gather in her eyes. Hazel didn't want to cry. What she wanted to do was to kick this guy in his fucking balls and then bash him over the head with something heavy. Hazel wasn't normally a violent person but this, well, this was rediculas.<br><br>Feeling something being shoved into her mouth Hazel couldn't even spit it out because a piece of cloth was put over her lips and tied tightly there. Tears of fear and hatred started to fall and she tried to stop them. She didn't want her nose to start running, which would cause further difficulties with breathing.<br><br>Before she knew what was happening she was shoved to a floor of a car, pinned there. It was no use struggling, her hands were painfully behind her back and she was gagged. Where would they take her? <br><br>Hazel whimpered from where she was on the floor. She turned her head to glare up at the man that took her, feeling her hatred for him bubble up inside her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Kidnapped Reporter (Mindii and RoleplayingMale)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 19:38:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;The car continued down the road towards a warehouse complex. The vehicle pulled inside the large building of brick and sheet metal before coming to a stop. As soon as it stopped Dodgson opened the door and hauled Hazel to her feet. She struggled a little but he maintained a firm hold on her, taking her towards a back room. <br><br>&nbsp;"Quit squirming kid it ain't gonna do you no good." Dodgson said. As Hazel continued to mmph and squirm some more he added, "Shut up!" <br><br>&nbsp;He forced her into a chair and tied a rope around her waist to the chair leg and bound more rope around her ankles, binding them together and tying them to one chair leg. <br><br>&nbsp;"Alright, who else knows about your little visit to the house? Talk? Talk!"<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;"It might help if you removed the gag old bean..." Baselton said.<br><br>&nbsp;Dodgson lowered Hazel's gag saying, "Don't do anything stupid. Even if you did scream no one would hear you..." 
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