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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:12:37 GMT -6
She was the only one here for now. By the sound of it the others would arrive later, and then they'd deal with the problem as a team. But Remy was just there first, and she didn't particularly mind. She got to wander around a new city by herself, and that offered her some enjoyment.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:22:24 GMT -6
Lady was out shopping. She needed some new things for the club. Some of her toys were getting a little worn out, so she was buying new ones. She was walking right towards Remy, reading her phone.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:24:24 GMT -6
Remy passed her by without notice.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:28:37 GMT -6
Lady's eyes were immediately drawn to the girl as she walked past. Lady changed course, walking quickly in the direction Remy had been headed, making it look like she'd forgotten to visit a store in that direction.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:29:30 GMT -6
Remy didn't notice her at all, she just kept going.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:31:17 GMT -6
Lady bumped into Remy, slipping a business card for her club into her back pocket. "Oh, sorry about that." Lady said, continuing to walk.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:33:31 GMT -6
She felt something by her butt, so she reached down. "Yeah...no," she muttered, ripping it in half. It was her terms, her stuff, not like that.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:37:47 GMT -6
Lady's eye twitched. Fine, then. She waited until she passed, and started following Remy as surreptitiously as possible.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:39:07 GMT -6
"Stop following me," she said simply.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:40:41 GMT -6
Lady did as asked, turning off into an alleyway and drawing out the Legacy. She transformed quickly, and continued following Remy, paralleling her movements on side streets.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:42:06 GMT -6
Remy didn't notice her. She just kept going, not entirely sure where.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:43:45 GMT -6
Lady finally decided it was time to strike. She leapt from an alley, clapping a hand over Remy's mouth and dragging her into the alley. As she dragged her, a ballgag formed in Remy's mouth, the strap traveling around her head to secure it on.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:48:28 GMT -6
Remy struggled. She'd like this stuff, but no, not like this.
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Post by Lady Bastian on Oct 1, 2013 21:51:53 GMT -6
Lady quickly created a sheath to bind Remy's arms, hooking it over her shoulders. She formed straps binding her knees and ankles, linking the ankle binding to the end of the arm sheath, and using the short cable linking the two like a handle to carry Remy.
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Post by Remy Tylo on Oct 1, 2013 21:55:56 GMT -6
Remy struggled. Shit, no, not this, not now.
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