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# mumbled the shambling Greek dressed in black.
He'd been sat in the corner of the cellar for some time now, having arrived just before the main group. A short bearish man, he slowly got to his feet and, joints protesting, reached under the plastic chair and removed a camera from it's protective bag.

'You want it, she wants it, the paying public want it and I haven't got all day.'

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# The door creaked open.
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# Several men entered, dragging a large drawstring bag between them.
The bag was obviously full, and full of a person. Occasionally one of the men would kick it, and a small mewling cry would be heard, but only for a second.

Whoever was in that bag, they obviously had been here long enough to learn that crying gets you nowhere.
(I helped save b3ta! Captain Wow currently being a cunt in Infamous, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 12:47, archived)
# Suddenly, one of the men cried out in pain
A sharp blade protuded from the bag, quivering. AS the crying continued, the blade suddenly danced into action.
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# 'You fucking little bitch'
Snarled Kaspar, curling his top lip. He strode over to the bag and launched his para boot-clad size 13 foot into it with such ferocity that the wet thump that followed was hardly suprising. Again and again he kicked, muttering in Russian and never breaking a sweat.

He turned.

'Shall we continue? Men, another one of our guests will be needed.'

edit: right, I'm back off to work.
(I helped save b3ta! Captain Wow currently being a cunt in Infamous, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 12:52, archived)