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(Her rifle.. maybe a few other things in her backpack... she does have food and water on her. A journal. Camera. It has documentation from her first group till now, explaining who everyone is/was. I was waiting to reveal that later though xD ))
 
(Ok oh and FYI: these are prison bandits They where the worse of the worse and they are not from the prison Amber went too) The man would grin at her and would take out two handcuffs that he took from the prison and would proceed handcuff her ankles and wrist together he would tighten them as far as they could be tighten. He would then proceed to pick her up and carry her like a sack of potatoes. He would make sure nothing was dropped and would proceed to carry her away. @Enmyira
 
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Her head hurt. Her body hurt. With every sway and bump she hurt. "Ghn..." she grunted, trying to convince herself she needed to move..


((Go for it))
 
2 hours latter the bandit would make it to apartment that was well hidden, he would approach the door and start knocking on the door in a certain pattern. The door would open showing a bandit grinning at him. He would proceed to walk to the living room and would throw her on the ground, he would then search her take all of her gear and weapons and would then let his hands wander all over her body for a few seconds. Once he had all her gear and weapons he would walk away and place them somewhere and lock them away. The bandit would walk back into the living room and kick her awake. The room she was in was a living room and their where 13 bandits around her watching her with predator eyes. @Enmyira
 
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(And they are in the apartment sound of town in a apartment that is very well hidden, and their are a few thousand of other apartments around and their are no lights on and no bandits are visible)
 
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"Fuck!" She grunted and managed to catch his foot between her arms and legs. She tried to twist it as best she could. "Get away!" She growled feraly and tried to inch away. Her head hurt. Her eyes were slightly watering. Her abdomen was starting to ache. 'Steel toe boots.. huh.. n..no wonder its familear..' she bitterly reminisced. Her father had.. had taught her about this.. out of every thing, this was what horrified her the most. She knew how to defend herself.. but now.. she felt helpless. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest.. No.. she wouldn't let this get to her. She started to slowly regulate her breathing in hopes of that helping..
 
The bandit would slam his other foot on her head And would be able to get his,other foot free from her pathetic attempt to twist it. "You best behave" he would growl out at her @Enmyira
 
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The bandit would slam his other foot on her head And would be able to get his,other foot free from her pathetic attempt to twist it. "You best behave" he would growl out at her @Enmyira
She scowled and spit at his face. She curled up tight into a ball, using her arms to protect her head from any further blows.
 
The bandits would laugh at this and one would say "She's going to be fun to break" another would say "Can't wait for my turn I haven't had some since I was locked up" more and more volgur talk could be heard around the group @Enmyira
 
(Bandits all alone, who have a women with them, and can't wait to torture her, and do other unspeakable acts. I don't like were this is going 0_0)
 
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She covers her ears too. She knew better than to listen. 'Dont let them get into your head' her father's words echoed.
 
((Jheebus.))


She was trying to quietly look around, look for a way out. Any means of escape.. any weapons... even a plain old shirt would work.
 
"Hmmm fresh meat" one of the figures would say approaching her. He would grab her hair and yank on it so he could see her face "she's a pretty one ain't she brother". The other one would lean over his brother shoulder and gaze at her "yes she is a pretty one" he would grin at her in a sick way. The one that was holding her hair would gaze at the other bandits "we will be breaking her in first any objections" the room would be silent not a single bandit complaining. @Enmyira
 
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Amber





Amber nodded at Threat "The only way to get better at something is to practice. So yeah I am practicing." Amber then sprinted to the other side of the area spinning her scythe around, and repeated it 3 more times without any breaks.






-=-=((@White Shamrock))=-=-

 
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