Ark 1 Episode 20 ARK 1 FINAL

When help is needed
DolliesBelle: A faint huffing sound came to surpass the porcelain girls lips, allowing herself to frantically look around as the cool night breeze blew over the vastly opened roof top space. With the sudden running around and escaping of the current rampaging of the Russian, there was little time to even breath calmly. With this, she'd peer over to her friend, a sister in the Clan Family; Jasmine. Her heart was racing, coming to glance around and scanning the area for any signs of anyone coming up on the roofs. It was quiet, nothing more then the sounds of sirens echoing in the city streets; the cries of many harmed and injured. It was quite the terrifying scene to occur on such a beautiful night. She took her right hand and ran it through the tight hold of her golden locks and simply took in the moment; all the shock settling it. "J--Jasmine.. I--I'm terrified.. I… I don't know if we will be able to to run them forever.. U--Unless you took some Parkour lessons or training in your days. Asides that.. w--we're trapped up here". Her voice rattled in the lull one of hers, allowing her blue hues to wander away to the other roof tops; or what she could see. It was dark, nothing more then the faint illumination front of the city life below barley lighting the rooftops. She was at a lost, wits end. It was a line she's never had to cross. She began to assume the worst, thinking to herself more and more. 'I--Is this really how it's going to end? Am I going to die like most drama queens and fall off a rooftop? Am I really going to die a virgin?' She'd huff a bit, her thoughts well kept in her mind before turning on her feet and look to Jasmine. "W--We need to get a plan on the go.. quickly..There should be no time wasted.."



ForgottenRhage: Okay admitted, high heals made ones ass look GREAT! But DAMN were they difficult to run in. While Snow was looking at the city from the roof top they had ended up on Jasmine took the liberty to sit down a little so her feet could relax. Heavy breaths constantly escaped the glossed lips, also dragging a little noise of exhaustion from her with each breath. Snow was right, they couldn’t keep running like this, they had to come up with some sort of plan. But flirting their way around the Russian hit squad seamed like a bad idea considering that they tried to rape them when they found them about 20 minutes earlier. Jasmine took in a deep breath before shaking her head at the question “N—no, it can’t end like this, we can’t allow ourselves to die here.” Though she wanted to sound like that sure confident person you always see in the movies while everyone was freaking the fuck out, she had no clue of what to do and was scared beyond believe, which could be heard in her voice. *Well, if we are to get out of here, we have to either outsmart them somehow or get rid of them.. But…* she looked down at her legs where a 9mm barrette was holstered, one on each leg. She also knew she had a throwing knife in her shoe, but what good would that do them, she’d never been in actual combat! She pushed herself off the ground and up in a standing position, still taking heavy breaths but more controlled now as she looked at Snow saying “Any chance you ever fired a gun before? Ore been in a fight of any kind at all?” *Please say yes, please say yes!* the thought raced in her head, cause if they were both new at this, they were fucked. They needed some kind of plan to get around those Russian assholes, but how would they do that if they couldn’t even defend themselves? Jasmine looked to the door they had come out of when they reached the rooftop, thinking *Maybe we can hide behind it and just hope they’ll walk away?* But she knew that wouldn’t work, that would be the first place they looked and they wouldn’t leave this roof top before they had checked every corner of it. Confused and scared she waited for her friend to answer, hoping that she had at least done target practicing at some point so that she could hit, cause even if Jasmine did manage to got over her ‘Help me I’m scared’ barrier, there’s no way she would be enough to take on a hole squad by herself.



The Russians Armada: I had my men chasing behind the girls I can not express just how entertaining this will be. “ I'll be the one to have fun with them, then once I break them in boys you all can use there bodies as fuck holes too ya?” I said looking back t my men they all snickered. Fucking American Kasaihana city pigs... we climbed up the back side of the fire-escape all 15 of us silently. They were trapped up here with nowhere to go all of my men had there weapons targeted on the women. The lazer beams on there weapons were aiming at there cleavage. “ Hahah... Look boyss.. you found emmm.” I leaped down from my standing spot on the water well I was currently on. Clapping my hands I walked over to the women. “ Hahaa you all put up a good run..” I nodded at one of my men. And two of them went charging at the girls attempting to hook there arms around them to hold the girls in place. “ My name is Yugrof... but you may call me Steel. I am a Lieutenant from the famous Armada in china... I am Russian use, but I work for the Armada im just a here to do what needs to be done. But... me and the boys got fun and were looking for a little fun..” I approached them both smiling pulling the shades from my face. “ Will you two be my play things..?”



DolliesBelle: Her little heart began to race as the silence began to eat her alive. Minute by minute, second by second, the world began to spin. She'd pause in her thoughts and looked over to Jasmine, eyeing the holsters strapped to her form. "W--Weapons? F--Firing one? The closest thing I've used for protection was a knife.. a--and that was brutal enough.. If I were to hold one of those, I'd be shaking like a person in trouble…I--I.." She stopped, coming to widen her eyes as she rushed to Jasmines side and looked over to the Russian that had just rudely barged in. She'd gasp faintly and gripped onto Jasmine's arm in hopes of protection. She was quite terrified; knowing the last time this happened she was the subject of bait and sell. She listened to his words, coming to shake her head slightly before she was torn away Jasmine's arm and gripped by the Russian man's men. She'd squirm and wiggle in the hold before looking to Jasmine for that moral support. She was terrified, and it showed upon her doe like face. " P--Play things?! A---And what if we refuse? W--What if we say no…" Her tone was hushed and trembling. She was afraid she'd be the response in the moment, a shot to the arm or worse.



ForgottenRhage: When Snow was torn away from her she screamed, litterly screamed. Without thinking she closed her eye’s and punched then man who had grabbed a hold of her, which had little effect if any at all. The guys breath smelled like dead fish mixed with vodka, which only made him that much more gross. At this point, out of pure instinct, she hammered her knee up towards his nuts, hitting them clean and making her let go of her. She then ran over to the ones holding down Snow and jumped on their backs, yelling “STOP IT YOU PERVS!” only with the result of being thrown over the mans shoulder and pinned to the ground by a pair of strong arm’s. Despite all her efforts, wiggling out of that grip was impossible for her, and this dude had been wise enough not to sit on top of her, so she couldn’t hit him in the nuts eighter.



The Russian Armada: I smirked the cool texture of there skins reminded me of the women back at home on which I would brutally murder. “ Ah, Ah.. No no you dont.” I said folding my arms eying the girls. “ I know that Natasha likes to party, like girls like you. I know... that she likes to have her fun, she's ahh what do you... Bye-sicthual....” I said pacing around. “ She's a swinger huh? And she likes the bad types no? You two are Yakuza... cowardily ones but you are Yackuzaa... so I know you must know where she is being held.” The armour I wore glistened in the light as I paced around waving my arm. One of my men were licking up the one know as Snow's face like a hungy beast while the other was fondeling the girls breast. “ So... you will tell me, what you know. Or my men... will kill you and leave your bodies for te rats!” I said laughing my accent was thick I know but I did not care. “ I shall give you to the count of 5..” I said stopping my pacing and pulling out the pistol from under my chest plate that was hidden. “...1...........2...”



DolliesBelle: Her body would jerk a bit as Jasmine hopped onto the backs of the men holding onto her; causing her to whimper in fright. She'd look over to the now pinned friend of hers, allowing a few tears to stream down her pale face. Her eyes glossed over, the amount of fear that came to radiate off her was quite large. She'd look to the main man talking, only to wince as the scumbags tongue wandered up the side of her cheek; taking in that salty stream of tears with it. She despised the feeling of this mans tongue. It was rugged and bitter; not to mention rotten in smell. 'Yuck..' she thought to herself, coming to quickly think. She acknowledged the mans tatics. As the gun was slowly shown, she'd come to burst out in a whimper, her eyes closing tightly. "I--I know where she is.. b--but.. you have to let my friend here go.. S--She is an innocent person and it's not fair for scum- twits like you to be toying with an innocent person!"



ForgottenRhage: When that man grabbed Jasmines boobs, she screamed as if her life depended on it. She really hated the feeling of someone touching her when she hadn’t been touching them first, which was a complete no go with this guy. Three roof tops away, that scream was heard by Hishigi Youndaime, a Soramaru Red Fighter who passed most of his time doing pakour on the city roof tops. Of cause, when he heard it he figured, that since only Yakuza was left in town, the Russians were on the rouge. A perfect chance to get rid of some of those fuckers. So he made his way towards the noise, just in time to hear the last part of Snow’s little lie. Whn she was done talking, he sweaped out from the corner and placed one of the deagles from his back against the the head of the man holding her down, all while lighting a cigarette. He then said in a calm tone “Nice work girls, let the grown ups take it from here” He then pulled the trigger which meant, dead Russian and blood all over most of Hishigi. Looking at the other Russians a small smile creeped onto the 6’5’’ man. Black and red locks fell down covering his left eye as his other hand reached in behind his back and pulled the second Deagle from it’s holster. Luckily for him, he’d brought his guns. Two on the back, one at the right hip and one under each arm on the torso. That and of cause a couple of throwing knives hidden in his boots. He now pointed the first gun at the man holding the other chick present and pointed the second one at what seamed to be the main man in this hit squad, causing him to stand with his right arm stretched forward from his point of view, and his left pointed at the main guy. His stand was sideways at the man with the gun in his hand, his front against the guy holding down what seamed to be one of Kimi’s new girls. “Bad move guys. You picked the wrong roof top” he then pulled the trigger on both guns, after which he said “RUN!” to the girls and moved over to kick the body off Jasmine and proceed to turn around and fire three additional shots and some of the Russians hiding in the back, behind the one with the gun with both guns (meaning six total)



<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">DolliesBelle: Things seemed to play itself out quite well in the moment. This man came from no where and practically rescued both Jasmine and herself. Allowing them to escape. She'd listen to his words, rather crude but it was all the same. 'I'm a grown up..' she thought to herself, coming to lean over to Jasmine and helped her up, or attempted to. If successful, she'd squeeze her hand and tug her along in hopes to rush them up the steps and onto the next level where it would be a bit safer. "W--Who is that?! " She questioned to Jasmine, allowing herself to look back to the red haired man. Her cheeks would flush a deep shade of red and simply kept those flirty thoughts to herself. 'Bad Snow.. bad!" she kept telling herself, squeezing jasmines hand harder. "W--We… can't let him fight alone.. h--how about we test our aim huh?"

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