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Post by Mello on Oct 6, 2008 19:28:50 GMT -5
"Then I'll see you in the morning."
He lay down, pulling Near with him. He wasn't actually meaning to sleep, but to test something out. How loyal would the prisoner be once the captor was asleep?
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Post by Near on Oct 6, 2008 19:31:20 GMT -5
Near jumped as B brought him down with him. Should he escape while he was asleep? Or was it simply a test?
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 2:09:36 GMT -5
B hugged Near to him like a teddy bear, his eyes shut closed
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 14:45:28 GMT -5
Well......that plan might fail. Maybe he could wait a few hours or so.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 14:48:56 GMT -5
B lay in the same position for a while silently, before rolling his head back in an impression of a person who was asleep shifting their position. He mumbled under his breath before settling back down.
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 14:53:17 GMT -5
Near was able to get a away from B...but he was still in handcuffs and the leash. "great..." he whispered sarcasticly.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 14:56:30 GMT -5
B popped his thumb into his mouth, curling up.
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 14:59:13 GMT -5
Near looked over at B for a moment. He knew this would hurt...but, he slowly forced himself to twist his left hand out of the handcuff, which broke his wrist, and covered it in cuts. But he didn't care......not now.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 15:08:46 GMT -5
B felt Near shifting. Well, Near would need to find the key to get out, so he could afford to let him continue.
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 15:10:50 GMT -5
He got one handcuff off...but he had broken and damaged his wrist.....it wasn't a good idea to do that to the other. Whimpering slightly he tried ripping the leash with his teeth. No luck.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 15:13:40 GMT -5
B shifted in his 'sleep' again, letting out a small whimper.
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 15:15:05 GMT -5
He stayed still, waiting a few moments. Then continued trying to rip the leash off with his teeth.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 15:37:25 GMT -5
He waited, sucking on his thumb.
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Post by Near on Oct 7, 2008 15:44:15 GMT -5
He finally ripped the leash and hopped down quietly off the bed. The sheets were still tied to his neck, as well as the hancuffs on his right wrist.
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Post by Mello on Oct 7, 2008 15:51:22 GMT -5
B peeked discreetly between his eyelashes, eyes hidden by his hair.
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