ng_murderworld (ng_murderworld) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 18:42:00

Current location:	New Orleans, LA
Current mood:	amused
Entry tags:	antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, lady devil, nicholas salem, perenawska, plot-"welcome to murderworld", team - champions

It's the Greatest Show on Earth!
The van that turned down the street in front of the Champion's home looked like any other brown delivery truck. Black and gold letters painting it's side and a man in a uniform consisting of a hat, button-up shirt and shorts the same drab color of his van looking as bored as one could with his job. The van stopped just short of the former night club's entrance. The delivery driver turned around in his seat and rummaged around for the small package he had for the inhabitants.

Hopping out of his van, 10x10 box tucked under his arm, he headed to the door and rapped on it three times. Not waiting for an answer - there was no signature confirmation requested - he set it on the top step and went back to his van, signed off on his clipboard and started the vehicle up.

By the time the door to the old club opened, he was already driving away to carry on with the rest of his deliveries.

The brown cardboard box, ten inches by exactly ten inches was addressed to The Most Worthy 'Champion' and weighed perhaps three pounds at the most. There was no return address.

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	perenawska 2010-01-30 01:19 am UTC (link)
	"Why are you doing this!?" Irina demanded as she kept trying to get the lock open. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

ng_murderworld
2010-01-30 01:44 am UTC (link)

"Because you are a mistake," the knife thrower replied. "And now you have grown into a failure. You can't even free yourself from this simple trap. You rely too heavily upon your powers and so you pay the price."

Another two knives landed. One at the edge of the wheel, somewhere above Irina's head and one just between her neck and shoulder. The latter, luckily, drawing no blood.

"I am disappointed. I had hoped for so much more from you."

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	perenawska 2010-01-30 01:47 am UTC (link)
	Irina growled and became more determined to get out of this trap. "I'm going to kill you when I get out of this," she growled. She kept working the knife in the lock. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

ng_murderworld
2010-01-30 01:50 am UTC (link)

The voice chuckled, "No. You will not. Because you will not get out."

This time only one knife bit into the wood of the wheel, landing behind her already bloody palms and making the movements of attempting to pick the lock that much more dangerous. As the blade would bite into the back of her hand when she shifted her wrist to twist the other knife.

"I am thinking, perhaps, that I should take out your vocal cords next. But being the disappointment that you are, you would likely die too quickly from such a minor inconvience."

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	perenawska 2010-01-30 01:56 am UTC (link)
	The blood was making things slippery. Which gave Irina an idea. She let go of the knife and then tried to slider her hands out of the cuffs. She clenched her jaw and pulled downward. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

ng_murderworld
2010-01-30 01:59 am UTC (link)

Irina lost some skin on the sides of her hand doing that, the cuffs were very tight, but she managed to get one free.

The voice hissed and this time four knives landed. Two far enough away not to matter while the third cut into Irina's side and the forth into her shin. The movement of the target making it much harder for the knife thrower to pin down the extremities she aimed for.

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	perenawska 2010-01-30 02:00 am UTC (link)
	Irina growled, ripped the blindfold off and grabbed a knife. It went flying toward the very familiar face. Hopefully she wouldn't hurt the tsarina badly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ng_murderworld 2010-01-30 02:22 am UTC (link)
	The knife caught the thrower in the face. Sparks flew as the body stumbled, its internal processors overloading until the head went 'pop' and the body, frozen for a moment, fell backward. Landing with a 'whump' and smoke rising from the charred hole that used to be a neck. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	perenawska 2010-01-30 02:23 am UTC (link)
	Irina sighed with relief and then started working on getting the other three restraints unlocked. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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