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Post by Mama Z on Jul 9, 2012 1:53:53 GMT -6
It was a ballad not often heard in these parts of town. Not many could even pinpoint the song or its origin, they just knew that on the violin, it sounded like something else. Something they knew and could sway to. The song was beautifully composed, something done by her hands and which she was proud of. It was her solo and for her the prize of the show.
The people in the audience ate it up though and when the song came to a strong end, silence rang out. It wasn't until the violin was placed down by her side and she stood did they respond. All of them stood up and clapped and she smiled as she dipped her head.
This was a charity event and the local orchestra had been asked to come by and play to raise money. Naturally several of the musicians had signed up and so had she. Light brown hair was swept up into an elegant twist. Make up was done sparsely as per usual. Green eyes looked out to the people and she smiled. Zerlina waved as more musicians flooded the stage and they all took a bow to the peoples. It was a big event, ful of socialites and higher ups.
Then they all began to leave and the violinist made her way to the back of the theater. Gently she set the prize instrument down and sighed. What a day. And she couldn't wait to do it tomorrow. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 10, 2012 14:27:17 GMT -6
The piece had been beautiful, indeed, in and of itself. Though with the ringing of the violin in the skilled hands which played it... it was almost magical. He stood high on a balcony, a wealthy man to any regular observer. Like the others, he stood and applauded, a wide smile on his lips.
He was a handsome fellow, his sculpture hidden beneath his clothes: a white collared shirt covered by a green vest and dark pants. His golden hair touched just under his ears and his brilliant, emerald-green eyes glimmered in the lighting. As the crowds began to leave, he slipped out, moving easily through the theater toward the back stage area. She was his target.
She was focused on her instrument, placing it back in its case. It would be easy to reach out and grasp her. Stephan waited behind the shadows of the curtains as his men did the dirty work for him. A bigger man, with brown hair and chocolate eyes leaped out, attempting to grasp her and take her with him. Another man would grab for the violin case, and if all went successfully, Zerlina would find herself with a mask over her head, being taken through a back door and out into an alleyway. Unless she were able to fend off these fiends...
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 10, 2012 18:31:23 GMT -6
She could hear the sounds of other people moving about. Some cleaning up so they could go out and meet the those who donated, others wanting to go to the banquet down the way that was being prepared for them. Chances were she'd go to the dinner for a short time then take the train home. There she could curl up with a warm bath, a lovely book, and a glass of wine. Mm, sounded like the perfect way to end this day.
Nothing could have prepared her for what was to come next. There she was setting things away when she heard the creek of the ground. Knowing there had nothing to fear she turned, but hell had broken loose. The man was not one she ahd seen before and he made a grab for her. Naturally, she tried to fight, squirming and kicking. If anything though, this body was small and she had never thought in this life to take a self defense class. She tried screaming but it was muffled when somethin went over her face, shrouding her in darkness. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 11, 2012 0:43:45 GMT -6
Satisfaction was evident as a smirk was placed upon his lips. He gestured now and then and the two thugs followed suit. There would be distinct sounds of shoes clacking against concrete, then the scuffling through dirt and finally the creaking of a couple of doors. Roughly, the man who had grabbed Zerlina would take the mask from her head and proceed in attempting to tie up her hands. With a raise of Stephan's hand, however, such actions ceased and both men stepped back, awaiting further direction.
Once her vision was no longer impaired, she would find herself in a dimly lit room, the source a hanging light bulb from the ceiling. There was a long table on the far wall with various tools, some papers, and a couple of boxes. She would find herself in the center where there were two wooden chairs facing each other. Behind one, she would see Stephan, his hands over the back of the chair and his eyes searching for her gaze.
"Hello," Stephan spoke first, the same smirk resting lazily on his lips as if it naturally belonged there. "A pleasure to meet such a talented woman such as yourself. I am Stephan," he told her, his voice light as he extended his hand toward her.
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 11, 2012 1:40:45 GMT -6
She still struggled against them, trying her hardest to wiggle free and run. They moved for what felt like ages and yet no time at all. They were strong and really, she was no match for them. She felt the cool air but that quickly changed as they were moved inside some where close to the theater. A few minutes later and they were ripping off the mask and grabbing ehr hands. Naturally she tried to fight it but frowned when they suddenly backed off.
She looked back to them for a second then to the man who was in the room with them. He had a smug look on his face. She was shaking like a leaf at this point and it took her a moment to find her wits. 'What am I doing here?' She asked taking a step away from him. 'What do you want with me?' [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 11, 2012 23:04:36 GMT -6
Straight to the point. He couldn't say that he was surprised. After all, they were the questions anyone might ask given the situation. He moved forward, sitting in front of her in the chair, rather than standing. "You'll find out soon enough," he told her, his voice smooth. "First, let's talk about you. You had a stellar performance tonight. I'm quite impressed. I would say the audience would agree... they were so... captured by you."
He paused, raising his hand. The man carrying the instrument case moved forward, placing it on the nearby table and opening the lid. "I must ask... what value this violin is to you?" He watched for her response, even if it were only in facial expression. He had no intention of doing anything to ruin her violin. But she didn't know that yet. "After all, without this your talents could never be displayed," he murmured. "So, be a doll and do as I say... if you wish for your instrument to remain intact."
He stood once more, beginning to pace slightly. "Now, I believe I offered you an introduction. And whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?" he asked her, allowing a pause for her to answer. He already knew her name, but that was hardly the point. After a moment, he continued, "You will accompany me across town as if we are a couple. No one must suspect anything is out of the ordinary. If I am clear, I will give no further instructions for now." He paused, leaning toward her and offering his arm in a gentleman-like fashion, though he was hardly worthy to be called a gentleman. If she took it, he would pull her to her feet and move toward the door once more, leading her down a hallway, through another door, and finally out onto the sidewalk.
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 11, 2012 23:13:53 GMT -6
The mystery only deepened as time went on. She watched him as he talked about her performance, easily avoiding her own questions. He raised his hand and one of the goons came forward. She turned watch him put her case on the table and opening it. He asked the value of it and she didn't say anything. It was an old treasure that was for sure, around one-hundred and fifty years old. It had come from a pair of wealthy parents she had been born into when she was a child.
But there would be others that was for sure. She looked back to Stephen, keeping her eyes hooked on him as he spoke further. He asked her name and she gave none, feeling no need to. He knew her name if he had seen her perform from some where. Afterall, you didn't just kidnap a random target. He wanted to act as if they were a couple and she almost laughed. He held out his arm as if that would be all the convincing that it would take.
She gave a short laugh, 'I don't fear you,' she said quietly, 'What is it you want?' [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 13, 2012 19:07:21 GMT -6
Somehow, he believed her when she said she didn't fear him. She was a stubborn thing. "You, my dear," he told her plainly, though for what he didn't specify. There were certainly a number of possibilities. "Come, come, you're wasting time," he paused, "And trying my patience." He moved to grasp her arm, and if successful, he would pull her to her feet. "You will come with me. It is your choice whether the journey will be easy or difficult." If she continued to resist, he would simply motion for one of the men to take her into his arms once more.
They had to get to the other side of town where some others awaited his arrival with the girl. It would not be long for her to discover what Stephan wanted with her specifically, that is, as soon as they reached their destination.
Once there, she would be faced by a couple of large black SUVs and a few various other men, some dressed as those who had kidnapped her in black suits, while some others were dressed like Stephan or in mere t-shirts and jeans. The men in suits carried various weapons, most of them small though visible and were moving in various directions. Two approached Stephan and Zerlina, taking her in in an obvious fashion. "Mm, she'll be of a great use," one said with a wide grin, meeting Stephan's emerald green eyes. "What's her talent?"
"Composer and musician... of the violin," came his smooth response.
"Even better... I'm sure she'll fetch a fine price if we don't keep her near the base." They spoke of her like product, as if she weren't present. By this point, the man grasping her had loosened his grip slightly, enough for her to move if she tried.
OoC: Assuming they aren't interrupted as they travel from A to B XD
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 13, 2012 20:57:28 GMT -6
You. It was as simple as an answer as that and yet it still didn't answer a thing. She frowned when he gripped her upper arm but put up no struggle. She could easily make it difficult if she so wanted to. Death was something she had come to terms to so long ago.
The car ride was long and she made sure to keep an eye out on her surroundings. Some time later they stopped and she frowned at the amount of people out there. They got out and she frowned at the amount of people around. This was something else and for a moment, she feared they had something on her. But when they were exchanging words she knew them to be at least off base. Though she really had no clue what they were talking about.
The grip on her arm loosened and she licked her lips before making a run for it. SHe moved away from Stephen then, trying hr best to get as far from him as possible. Though really, she knew she wouldn't be able to get far. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 14, 2012 23:46:54 GMT -6
OoC: LOL! *Is rolling around laughing* Omg my fiance got on my computer and I had my post up on this so he wrote in a whole scenario with Zerlina kicking all their butts! It was hilarious *pounds fist* I explained to him that it was completely invalid since he can't write what Zerlina does, which he said was gay, but it was still funny xDDD I can pm it to you if you want to see it...
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Stephan turned sharply when she made her escape, first catching the eye of the man who had been holding her, a glare evident in his gaze. "Don't let her escape." The words weren't shouted, but the tone was clear and swiftly the both of them turned and chased after her. A gunshot was fired, more to scare her than anything and one of the men tripped over a few boxes, trying to quickly push them out of his way and continue. The other one was drawing closer when he noticed yet another coming up on the other side of Zerlina. A smirk came to his lips and he continued chasing her for a moment before he slowed slightly, to see if she would think he was backing off.
Well just then, the man on her other side reached out to grasp her and if successful would hold her until the man who had been chasing her could catch up at which point he would hand her over, and rather roughly at that. If not, the chase would continue, perhaps causing a raucous as more men would get involved. Another gunshot would be fired, this time aimed at one of her hands. It wouldn't do any actual damage, but if it hit its mark, it would hurt like hell.
In either scenario, the men had become slightly more tense and Stephan barked, "Hold your fire!" The last thing he wanted was for his capture to become wounded or worse. If Zerlina was caught, Stephan would beckon for her to be brought back and he would raise his hand to her, "It seems you need to be taught to behave, my dear," he would say darkly, though his eyes retained that same arrogant glimmer. Once he said this, he would command for her hands to be tied and her to be placed in one of the SUVs and guarded. "She's the last one. Let's move out," he would order and soon, the rumbling of engines filled the air as some of the vehicles would begin moving.
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 15, 2012 0:42:09 GMT -6
((Nah its cool lol))
She knew better than to assume she would get far. Her body was fast, but she hadn't been running in months. Not to mention the way her skirt was catching against her legs and heels. The gun shot rang out and she ducked her head naturally. It spurred her on though too. But she let out a yelp when she was grabbed from the side. She struggled, trying to fight them off.
Damn this weakness. She glared at the bastards as they grabbed her, dragging her back toward Stephan. He raised a hand to her as if to slap her and she just glared at him through the strands of hair that were falling down. Then she was being tied by his orders an put into an SUV.
She glared at the driver then the men around her and sank back against the seat. She would find a way out. Or hell, she could always kill herself or get them to kill her. She'd just come back and then payback could easily be hers. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 15, 2012 14:17:43 GMT -6
OoC: Okee doke XD
iC:
This drive was much shorter than the one before when they had first kidnapped her. It seemed these men were hardly worried about her seeing where they went... perhaps because the rate of escape was zero so far. Their destination was a building, wooden in structure though polished with brick and other nicer-looking materials. There was a pair of large doors on the front though they went around back before they would try to pull Zerlina out of the vehicle and then take her in a smaller side door. Before them would be a long hallway lined by a series of doors and down another hall was yet another door. Behind this one would be a stage before which an audience entering through the main doors could sit. But they would not go there yet.
Instead, they would try and shove her behind one of the various other doors where she would see a small room with a bed, a dresser with a mirror and a small closet. Once the door was closed behind her, a head peered up from the other side of the bed, a pair of brown eyes looking at her curiously from behind strands of blonde hair.
Meanwhile, Stephan moved toward the stage door, speaking softly with a man dressed in a colorful suit. "Everything is almost ready. We should begin soon."
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 15, 2012 16:34:32 GMT -6
They drove to a side of town that Lina was not familiar with much any more. She watched as they pulled into the place and got out when they bade her to. Into the home and in the hallway. She looked down it with a frown and went with it. What could possibly be held her? Why was she even here?
They set her in another room and she looked back as they shut the door then around. Oh boy. Her frown deepened when she realized how not alone she was. Tilting her head she watched the other for a moment, 'I won't hurt you,' she said quietly. [/color][/size] |
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Post by Relairah on Jul 15, 2012 17:40:48 GMT -6
There would be about a 30 minute gap while the girls would be in the room. Slowly, the other stood, realizing now that Zerlina was probably in the same boat as herself. She looked a little disheveled, her hair a mess and her clothes a little worn. She had probably been wearing the same clothes for a few days so she didn't smell the best either. She was dressed in a loose white shirt and a short skirt, her legs covered in a pair of pink stockings.
"Oh..." she murmured softly, moving around the bed and sitting on the side closest to the door. "I just... thought you were... them..." she said softly.
The girl put her hands on her pale knees, one of them poking out from behind a hole in her stockings. "I'm Caylee," she spoke once more, looking at Zerlina. "What do you do?" she asked her, tilting her head slightly in curiosity.
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Post by Mama Z on Jul 15, 2012 17:49:06 GMT -6
She came ot and Lina took in her attire and everything else. She thought she was one of them and Lina almost snorted. Yeah right. She maybe old but she was far from cruel. Then out came the question and she frowned, "What do you mean?' She asked reaching up to undo her hair, 'I do a lot of things.' And that wasn't a lie. She smiled as she moved to sit on the bed and take off the heels since they were pretty much pointless now. [/color][/size] |
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