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lantern_rogues ([info]lantern_rogues) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-06-06 21:24:00


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Entry tags:avia free, inactive - malicor, plot - "dream a little dream"

A Girl with Kaleidoscope Eyes
Backdated to May 31st

Things weren't all that great when Avia started to open her eyes. She was to find herself strapped down to what appeared to be a dentist's chair. Each wrist and ankle was shackled, and she was pressed back into the seat with a strap over her thighs, waist and chest. The room around her was completely black, seeming to hold nothing but the dentist chair and the bright white light that shined in her eyes.

There was silence all around her... nothing, not even the sound of breathing.



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[info]lantern_rogues
2010-06-08 05:47 pm UTC (link)
"Henry Jordan" hissed the man, though it seems that Avia did a good thing by asking the name of Malicor's true target. His voice showed rage unequaled for a moment, before he cleared his throat and tried to grasp control over himself once more.

"You have a purpose however, for thine love of life will charge my Violet ring." he then proclaimed, sounding quite pleased with himself. There were more sounds of metal on metal, and then Avia's tormentor finally made himself seen. He stepped just into the light, a rather wicked looking scalpel in his hand.

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[info]ms_miracle
2010-06-08 05:54 pm UTC (link)
Major league bad karma, Avia thought. This was several degrees of not good, and quite a bit outside her usual pay grade. But not for nothing was she the daughter of the universe's greatest escape artist or the universe's greatest warrior.

As soon as her captor was close enough, she brought her feet (free? Of course she was free. It was even her name) up in a wicked kick.

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