forum "You name it, I've probably done it, sweetheart~" (Closed)

Started March 22, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Yes I suppose. But in what way. Like is Karkota a prisoner or…?//

Oh Oof, I have no idea. Its up to you really. I'm chill with anything. ^^//

Hmm. Well his father owns a large bank, correct. Maybe they use Karkota as leverage?//

Sounds like a good start! Yeah lets go for it!//

Sounds good!//

Trigger waited quietly for his men to return. It was a simple mission. Knock out the target and bring them back with no issue or interruption. He paced. He need this bargaining chip. Maybe an opportunity if it arises. He hums faintly to himself as his eyes watch the road, waiting for the car with the the special and valuable luggage on board.

Of course, be trusting, the world is all rainbows and gummy bears. Karkota wanted to roll his eyes at himself, but it didn't help that he was in and out of consciousness. His train of thought running off the tracks with the intense headache he could feel coming on. What was happening? Better yet, what had happened? One thing he knew for sure was he was moving. Was he in a car? Or did it just feel like it from being hit on the head so hard.

Soon enough the car pulled into the building and Karkota was hauled out of the car and carried, none of this was careful, or gentle. He was placed on a chair before being left alone, a bag on his head, his limbs tied to the chair.
Felix had seen the car drive and and slowly made his way down to the basement. His men shivered as he passed, since his gaze was stone cold without the mask.

I suddenly got an idea. What if, after they fall in love, yada yada yada, Karkota asks if he could take off Felix's mask and they were childhood friends who lost contact?//

oh my goosh yessssss//

Karkota had finally awoken just in time for all the julting and movement. The fact that it was harsh, making him afraid. What was going on? Karkota shook with fear, the musty bag over his head blocking his vision. "What do you want?" He wished he voice to come out strong, but sadly it didn't. Instead it wounded almost like a plead. 'Stupid stupid stupid' his mind raced with what this could be. A ransom? Just a kidnapping? Or was he going to die- no karkota wouldn't let himself think like that. At least not yet.

It was quiet, eerily so. Until the creaking and slamming of a door being opened then closed shook the rooms silence. "Well. Well. Well. Is this the little Karkota I've heard so much about…?" The bag as removed. He smiles a little bit beneath the mask. "A cutie, aren't you?" He chuckles, taking Karkota's chin in his hand, inspecting the male. "How… Delicate." He purrs lowly.

Karkota jumped at the sudden noise, blinking rapidly when the nag was removed. Trying to adjust his eye site to the room. He wanted to lash out, to yell, scream, anything. But the fear he had, it held close speeding like ice to all his limbs. "What do you want?" He asked quietly, his voice still shaking.

Trigger chuckled. "Nothing from you, sweetheart. You just get to sit back and relax. It's your papa we have issues with." he withdraws his hand and gazes at the other. "Hm. Handsome, aren't ya." His Italian accent was there, but only barely. He chuckles and straightens. "Ah don't look to frightened. Though. I wouldn't recommend trying to run. My men would have to shoot you on sight."

"What do you want with my dad?" Though it seemed pretty clear, karkota still wanted to know their full intent. Handsom? he raised an eye brow, though he was still afraid, he was slightly amused. Though his amusement didn't last for long. Would he try to run? Even if he did try, like this man had said, Karkota would most likely get shot. And honestly who wants to get shot? It truly seemed like a painful way to go. But his mind still raced, would it be more painful to try and run? Or to stay and see what would be to happen to him?

He tapped. "Shadow. Mind getting our guest something to eat. We don't want him to starve while we wait for his father to come and get him, now do we?" He chuckles as he inspects the other. "And a little water. We'll come back in a little while to investigate him about his father." Trigger waves his hand before walking out of the room. A woman walked towards him, her eyes narrowed.

If Trigger hadn't scared him- in which he did- this woman would have probably been the meanest he'd seen so far. Karkota pushed back in the chair he was in, not that it'd do much to distance him, It was still a first instinct.

She chuckles. "Aww. Such a little scared kitten. How cute." She rolls her eyes. "Listen closely. I don't rake shit. Anything and I mean anything you try to do, or if you act suspicious in anyway. I can and will hurt you."

Well of course Karkota was scared, heck, who wouldn't be in this kinda situation? But the more he thought on it, the mean he thought he should just except it. After all, his father would come for him- or so he hoped. Karkota nodded his head at what the woman said, he had no doubt she wasn't joking.

She smirks. "I like you kid. Hopefully Trigger will keep you around." She flicks her hair from her face. She chuckles, "Or you get to go home once this is all over."

Going home, gosh that seemed like a far away dreamto him. Maybe it was because even with his father Karkota never felt like this was home. But who was this lady to hope that Trigger "kept" him around.

She chuckled. "I'm Shadow. I'll be the one… Babysitting you until Trigger decides what to so with you. I'll go get you some food. Until then… Jackal! Come watch the prize, yeah. I'm getting the food." A male walked to them. "Sure thing sis." He smirks.

"Decides what to do with me?" Worry spread though Karkota's face. What was that supposed to mean? At the mention of food his stomach growled, when was the last time he ate? This morning before work? He shook his head at himself. Why would food matter in a time like this. "I don't want food I want answers." His voice less timid, and stronger then before.

Shadow places a hand over her lips. "I'm not authorized to answer questions. Jackal is, though. I'll go get you something to eat." She smirks before walking off. Jackal glares at the other with honey-brown eyes. He looked rather bored. The interesting thing was, he was mute. So even if Karkota wanted answers, there wouldn't be like that.

Karkota gave a worried look towards the man that Shadow called Jackal. "So um," karkota started, his voice timid again, "you can answer my questions?" Not that he had many. No in fact karkota only had a few. Ones that's answers might be obvious if he hadn't been to terrified to think straight.

Jackal glances at the male before giving a curt nod. He looked to be rather… Bored. Tired. Annoyed. It was hard to tell with the male. He glanced at the other before going back to a relaxed but defensive stance. B

Karkota pressed his lips into a thin line, realizing that he probably wouldn't be getting his so wanted answers. So instead he decided to study his surroundings- even if there wasn't much to study. The room plain and boring, with nothing but the chair he sat in, and the door. He eyed Jackal, wondering if he'd kill him if he tried to escape.

Jackal glanced at the other and signed something. He had signed 'Ask Away.' But there weren't many people that could use sign language. Jackal rested his hand on a pistol that sat on his hip as he waited for his sister to come back.