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| Izzy | May 28 2008, 02:15 AM Post #1 |
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The guard grunted as he palm drove into her ribs, knocking the wind out of her. She fell to the ground as the young man got to his knees on top of her stomach, he quickly tucked her hands underneath his knees, and then her dulled senses felt his hands clamping around her neck. The grey eyes widened in fear, fear for her life. Valjean licked his lips, savoring the face, the raw emotions. His prisoner's uniform declared him one of the H-Block prisoners, although his powers were not so dangerous as to have to lock them up. But still, the collar needed to be removed. His fingers danced into the guard's pockets, pulling out personal effects, car keys, weapons... no keys for his lock, though. Valjean found an ID. Miyazaki Rinko... age 29... He finally found it in her breast pocket, and soon the metal band was clattering on to the ground. "Heh, finally free again." She squirmed, only for his entertainment as his hands shamelessly wandered about, taking off clothes and weapons. He began to steal, first pumping a little age out of her, making her younger. It wasn't to the point where it would be inappropriate, but nonetheless a nineteen year old body was delicious to feel in his hands. Oh well, fun time was over. There were other prisoners around the place. Valjean's face began to change, and so did its body. The woman underneath him began to change as well, becoming masculine when the prisoner became feminine. The punch came from nowhere, crashing into the man's temple. Valjean smiled, dumping years into her captor's body. The man began to age, older and older. Well, sorry. Soon the one standing was a sixteen year old girl, slipping on the stolen clothes. She quickly skipped off, enjoying the free air now. Not the filtered and stupidly secure one that was pumped into their block. She found the exit, and quickly ran off, sprinting towards the nearest house. She wandered the streets before stripping to her underwear, then stumbling into a house. Her voice was shaky as she spun the tale of Eva Valmour, a girl who had been attacked by the recently escaped H-block prisoners. The timid girl got a hot meal, a bed and clothes. Then she was gone in the morning, the family who took her in confused. |
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