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  • ;TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD; private


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Ella immediately glanced to Jace then the others for confirmation, it was an easy decision despite Ella being pregnant. "And what if it's a trap?" Ella then voiced, no answer. There was no way they could know, with a sigh she watched as Makrovitch took Jace and set him down in the bed where Ella covered him up and sat down with a sigh.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Ella glanced over flashing a smile ( likely because it was confidence show these wicked men could not break her and was not actually completely directed at Javen ). "Nice to see you're okay, and he can have the bed, I'm fine with the floor." It was no problem for her, besides her father would be laying with her so it'd be more comfortable than a plain floor. Mark sank down in the corner exhausted with the lashes stinging and she sat by him leaning her head on his shoulder. Rubbing his daughter's back no matter the pain it caused him he whispered something to her and she nodded beginning to doze off. Makrovitch rolled his shoulder, "Exactly my worries, not to mention drugs are hell on the human body. If I'm going to destroy my body I'll do it myself." He muttered being very logical about it all. He was a doctor after all.
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  • BHR PLOTTING THREAD


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]i vOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE FOR ERROR AND ADDY TO HAVE PLOTS O3O
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]More comfortable under the shirt and significantly warmer ( just because she could tolerate the cold didn't mean she liked it ) she dozed off soundly as Mark glanced over the sloppy stitch job. "They always say those of science are the sloppiest, I still think that stitch work is pretty pathetic." He murmured in a low voice so he didn't wake Ella. Makrovitch stood far from everyone just in case, eyeing the work with disgust. You couldn't blame the perfectionist doctor, that was shit.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Makrovitch made a scoffing noise, "I did not waste my supplies and only core generator on you for you to die thank you very much." Mark rolled his eyes at Mak's words and gently lifted away Javen's shirt and Ella's looking at the bruising where the needle had injected that stuff. "What do you think they put in her?" He asked no one in particular. "In the baby boy." Alyona corrected, that was surprising. The woman had showed no interest in the pregnancy until then but then again it could just be her perfectionist thing. Mark nodded, "Yes, the baby, does any know what sort of chemicals they put in the baby?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Alyona shrugged, "I trained her well, she can take the pain, not a mutant like her dad though. She may cry, pain on that area is far worse than most, to many muscles and nerves in one area." The Russian woman had no doubts in Ella's ability to handle pain, tears or not she'd be fine. Makrovitch ran his hand along the stitching and frowned. "I can fix that."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Makrovitch shrgged, "There isn't much I can do for Ella and the baby, it can't be undone. We'll just have to hope to two of yous' son is as tough as its parents and her body can hold up. She's awfully small to have a child at seventeen so there may be complications. As for Mark and you I need equipment." Murmured Mark who was in a somewhat one sided conversation with Alyona, he looked pretty confused. She turned to Makrvitch and her vocal chords strained resulting to sign language. "Yeah, Mark's right, one of the doctors was younger in his twenties, why do you ask?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]"I don't know ask Alyona Ahn, she's the one who wants to know." He commented and Alyona signed something to Makrovitch. "Two and half inches taller than Javen's standing height, gadges(sp?) in his ears, tattoo on his righ arm, dark brown hair almost black, dark green eyes. Why?" Mak described raising a brow and the female scowled and cleared her throat, her fingers brushing softly over her scar. "His name is Vetrov Ahn, he is my younger brother. Thought I recognized him, wasn't sure."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Makrovitch had blocked the door way, a smirk on his face which was terrifying in itself. "Yes well I did next to professionally stitchy a wound with a hair clip, a iboprofen pill, and a thread from a shirt when your men had all they needed and he stitch job on Javen looks as neat as as a drunkard's coordination on a spin table." The man commented stepping and grabbing the kit. "Mark first then you Javen then Jace then I'll construct a pain killer for Ella." Makrovitch said motioning Mark forward who frowned glancing at Ella not wanting to wake her up.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]"Excuse me." A doctor said politely as he slipped in before the door slammed shut. It took Alyona a total of three seconds to slam the man to the ground about ready to break his neck. "WAITWAITWAIT-" She paused, her dark green eyes cold as she glared into his identical eyes. "Sheesh Aly do you kill all family members yu see? I understand mom but come on, I haven't abused you or tried to kill you or some shit, just... you know followed you to Russia because back at home is not a child friendly enviorment." At this she clenched her fist about to smash in his face and he squirmed. "Waitwaitwait Aly please, come on, don't make me fight you back." With a scowl she got off him and he scrambled away with a huff. Alyona was always pissy. She growled and he shrugged. "Nice to see your alive." It was a semi-bullshit spin off Alyona saw right through. "You're not here for me, the pay is with Ivaan so your loyal to him and if there is one thing you're here for anything other than money it's Ms. Saayre over there." And at that he flashed a smirkish grin to show she'd figured it out. "S'up Mak." He greeted the doctor, ignoring his sister and everyone else before sitting by Ella and shifting her main weight against him versus the wall, shifting the shirt to cover her. "Ella's dad who I never met, don't get those lashes wet with any form of water, Mak, don't move to much." He warned as his childhood friend slept soundly against him.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]With a grunt he rolled with the tackle aiming a hard punch to Javen's face, "What the fuck bro? What, you her boyfriend or something?" He growled aiming another dirty fought punch. He was a street boy, he didn't fight fair. Mark frowned and waited for the boys to finish beating the shit out of each other. Why couldn't he get the lashes wet?
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]And so, the man narrowed his eyes. He didn't like Javen with his cocky ass attitude. His green eyes looking straight at Javen with a smugness that would make them sure enemies he sat back down right beside Ella. Instinctively she shifted against the new warmth and buried her face into his sleeve with a shiver, pulling Javen's shirt tighter around her.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]The man gently shifted Ella away from him as Javen came towards him and ducked aside jumping quickly to his feet as he narrowed his eyes. "Well like you said, you're not dating. I'm her childhood friend, she's known you for less than a month and she probably only cares about you because she's having your kid anyways, last time I checked forcing sex on a girl doesn't make her your's." He whispered as he passed Javen to stand by Makrovitch, it wasn't arrogant persay but rather competitive. Mark looked at the boys, "Well I don't want either one of you near my daughter if that helps."
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  • ;TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD; private


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]The man evaded smoothly aiming a punch at Javen but the two had done woken up Ella who stopped it with her hand glaring at Vet then Javen. "Vet how the fuck are you alive?" She growled and he smirked. "I'm a cockroach, can't kill me and I'm only here for the pay. How are you Ella?" He asked with that smirkish grin he was already trademark for. "You take a look around and answer that yourself." He nodded modestly, yeah, that had been a pretty bad question. Taking a step back from Javen but shooting a smug look Ella leaned against the back wall in exhaustion ( she'd just been woken up after all ). "Why were you two fighting anyways?" She asked snuggling Javen's shirt closer around her with a shiver.
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