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(2/4/02 5:00 pm) Reply
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During his cross examination, Mr. Baner basically tried to establish that his client never intended for Dr. Katherine Lockup to die.
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In the meantime, the Lord of the House of Ataka watched the trial with great interest...until his two life mates began to distract him.
~Ladies, not now. I'm trying to watch the trial. I find it very fascinating.~
~Oh, Tkkla,~ his pitawan complained, ~We all know thier going to put tha Saurian to death for his crimes. You know they'll want to make sure he'll never escape again.~
~You don't know that. Now hush so I can hear!~
While Tkkla had his eyes on the holovision screen, Pijol gave Fikkia and questioning look and looked down at the bed sheets. Fikkia responded with a knowing smile and nodded her approval. That's when Pijol climbed under the covers head first. It didn't take long for her to completely take her mate's attention from the trial. When he finally turned his attention back to the screen, the jury had already been sent to another room to deliberate.
~What? You mean I missed the rest of his testimony and the closing arguments? It's all your fault, you two!~
His two women just giggled in response. Tkkla sighed, giving each of his mates a kiss.
~Ah, well, I suppose I can catch the highlights later on.~ He then continued to allow his life mates to further distract him.
Back in the courtroom, about an hour and a half of deliberation, the jury returned with thier verdict.
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Dragor Wyvern had been found guilty of one count of second-degree murder and four counts of first-degree rape. That appeared to be good news to the universe. It was when the judge proclaimed that Dragor be sentenced to death by lethal injection at the penal colony in the next system there was a problem.
"Aww..." Dray moaned. "Spoil my fun more, why don't you?"
"It is according to these reports," the judge concluded. "That Penal Planet Ten is unfit to hold the defendant until the time of execution."
That did not please the Warden at all. "Unfit on what grounds?" he asked.
"The grounds on your inability to separate your peronsal feelings with that of the protocol associated with this court and the law. It would be no surprise to me that, should the defendant remain in your custody, he would be sent straight to the execution chamber before his date. And your outburst earlier did not help matters."
"Personal--I've waited twenty-three years for this! That monster should be shot in the head immediately after sentencing, him and that back-stabbing whore-bitch of his!"
"Ms. Nosferatu has by no means violated our laws. Whatever issues you have with her, I suggest you deal with them on your own. We do have rules, still."
He could only gape, unbelieving that he waited all this time for his chance of revenge only to have it slip from his grasp because of his own temper. He slowly turned to the defendant. "This isn't over, Wyvern." he said. "When I get hold of that double-crossing Vampire, I will personally stuff her in a room of sunlight."
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All over Limbo there were mainly cheers of triumph over Dragor's sentence. However, not everyone was happy about it. Especially the mother of his son. When she woke up that evening every news station was reporting on the sentence. After only a few minutes she shut the holovision off. She couldn't stand to watch another moment. She quietly went back to her bed, laid down, and began to weep.
Meanwhile, on Penal Planet Ten, Dragor was being prepared for transfer under carful watch by a pair of SilverHawks. While they waited for the transport, the Saurian Casanove tried to get the Hawks' attention.
"Hey, whatever happened to that phone call I was promised? I need to call my girl to let her know what's going on." When he didn't get a response, his temper flared up. Edited by: Detia1 at: 2/12/02 2:21:58 pm
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(2/17/02 8:51 pm) Reply
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In spite of Dragor's tantrum, his escorts never let him have that phone call. As a result, when Echo wrote a letter to him at Penal Planet Ten, it was returned. That caused her to panic. She called the prison, but they told her they couldn't give out that information. She even called her son, but what could he do about it? Damian finally convinced his mother to calm down and wait for Dragor to contact her. Several weeks had passed when she finally received a letter from him. After immediately writing him back, she got visit from Chalres Baner, Dragor's lawyer. With his help, she arranged a schedule fo conjugal visits with Dragor at the prison. During the weeks before her first visit, she decided to provide her lover with a few surpises.
"One key to long lasting love is to keep things interesting, I always say," she said to herself as she entered The Dagger & Rose Tattoo Parlor.
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(2/19/02 11:54 pm) Reply
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He didn't look up from what he was doing as the bell over the door chined when someone entered.
"One Moment, S'il vous plaît. Take a look around pick what you like and as soon as I'm finished I'll be with you Merci." he said as he held the piercing gun rock steady. Where this customer wanted pierced was a sensitive spot and also prone to bleeding. "Take a deep breath Cher and hold it. Merci Amour." A click followed by a whimpered yelp was heard thoughout the place. Pulling the gun away and setting it on the tray next to him he quickly finished incerting the bar, capping the ends. "There. All finished. Remember what I told you and here's something that you can read if you forget." He handed the customer a pamplet and smiled.
He took the time to clean everything up before standing and moving to the front room area where all the designs, rings, bars and various body art was kept. "Sorry for the wait. Can I help you?"
His voice was a sexy tenor and his looks matched. Long dark auburn hair, a tanned compexion. Emerald green eyes in a slender face. He was tall, about 6'3, lean with a sultry air about him. And he had legs that went on for a mile.
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(2/24/02 5:26 pm) Reply
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Looking over her shoulder. "Dat's a nice one. De color is always up to de one getting it. Where ya want it placed?" he asked as he moved away. He headed to where he kept the designs for the Tattoos so that he could load it into the Tattoo Gun. "Anyt'ing else Chere?"
He made sure the area was clean and ready. He always prided himself on keeping above the require regulations when he worked. He was also one of the most popular Body Artist anywhere in Limbo. Not only did he do Tattoos, but he did Body Piercing also. Amongst other things that happened in the Back Room.
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(2/24/02 5:44 pm) Reply
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"Den pick out what you want." Nodding to the display of piercings he offered.
It varied widely from simple rings and studs to some pretty spectacular designs. They were all crafted by him. After all, what's a thief going to do with all the stuff he can't get rid of right? Metals can be melted down and re-cast into something else, and some stones could be re-cut and put in different settings. On the side he was also a Fense to other thieves. He bought their loot, and either kept it or sold it. But that's neither here nor there.
As she looked he got the piercing equipment and set it next to the Tattoo Gun.
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(2/24/02 6:03 pm) Reply
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He started to set the letters for the tattoo. "Dray…Dray?" he looked up at her with a raised eyebrow, "Dray as in Dragor the Saurian Casanova? Girl you Are Crazy. You know Dat." He set the tattoo gun down and gave her a long look, then sighed and shook his head. "Can't help who you fall in love with Can you?" He finally asked.
She stiffened as he spoke. She had known him since she was little. "I could say the same thing about your love for Aunt Natalia. You know what everyone said about her. And you knew what she was like….."
He winced some at her words. She was right after all. Snaking an arm about her waist, he hugged her. "Sorry Chere, ya just took me by surprise, dats all." Then gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Oh, good choice on the one you choose for de piercing." He then let her go and picked up the gun to set to work.
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The tattoo stung a bit, but Eliza didn't wince. It certainly wasn't as painful as some of things her lover put her through on stage at The Basement. She managed to keep her breathing steady and shallow as he applied the ink, giving her advice about how to care for that area of her skin during the healing process.
Johnny smiled to himself as the artwork began to take shape on Eliza's body.
"Do you think he'll like it, Johnny?"
"I don't see why not."
About half an hour later, the artwork was complete.
"Normaly I'd hold up a mirror to let you see the end result, but I know dat ain't possible in your case, amour."
"That's all right. I'll ask Hugo to use his digital camera to take a picture of it."
"Sound good to me! Now for the even more delicate part."
After Echo removed her pants and panties, the body artist sterilized the area he was about to pierce.
"Ok, girl. Whatever you do, don't flinch. Take a deep breath and keep still. This'll only take a second."
Johnny set the piercing gun, Eliza felt a sharp pain, then it was over.
"Good! You did good, chere! Now, I tell you this. No sex for two weeks. Dat gonna be a problem?"
"Not really. I'm not going to see him for three."
"Perfect. Here's some information about keeping it clean and what to do in case of infection. You shouldn't have a problem though."
Eliza took the pamphlet from Johnny and put it in her jacket pocket. As she redressed, she decided she wouldn't be wearing anything tight for the next few weeks.
"The things I do for love, Johnny," she sighed as she bid him farewell.
"Take care, Liza. You be good, hear?"
She smiled at her old friend as she headed back out into the darkness.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 3/1/02 6:29:34 am
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(2/25/02 6:48 am) Reply
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Several weeks later, Dragor waited patiently on Penal Planet Eight for a visit with his lover. That evening around 7 PM he looked up to see his armed escorts had arrived to lead him to one of the trailers.
"C'mon, Wyvern. Your visitor is waiting."
Without a word, the serial rapist stood up, pushing his huge paws through a special slat in the door to his cell. He knew the routine. After his restraints were activated, the escorts opened the cell door. As they led them to meet with his visitor, Dragor smiled to himself. He hadn't touched a female in months so he hoped his lover was ready for him.
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In the meantime, Echo waited patiently for Dragor is one of the trailers wearing very expensive, black lingerie. She couldn't wait for him to discover the tattoo and the piercing. She lounged on the bed, draping her wings about her shoulders. She sat up when she heard someone enter the room.
"Oh, hullo love! Did you miss your Little F*ck Toy?"
The large Saurian just looked at her and smiled. Outside the trailer armed guards stood watch. Things were pretty quiet until they heard a female voice, followed by the sound of tearing fabric. That's when things got a bit noisy on the inside. So much to the point that one guard asked the other if they should check on the occupants.
"Look man, whatever's going on in there is totally consentual. But it wouldn't hurt to have ourselves a little entertainment," the other guard replied with a grin as he headed toward one of the windows.
In the meantime, the Saurian Casanova had noticed the little changes his lover had made to her body. He didn't mention them though. He was focused on...more important things. When he realized thier time was almost up, he released Eliza from him attentions.
"Better go get washed up, baby. They'll be coming to take me back to my cell soon. Damn, I wish we had more time."
Eliza just silently made her way to the washroom on wobbly legs. When she came out of the trailer, the guards watches as she limped down the steps.
"You all right, Miss?"
"I'm fine, thanks," she replied as she thought to herself, It's going to be a while before I come see him like that again!Edited by: Detia1 at: 2/28/02 6:43:17 am
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(2/28/02 10:05 pm) Reply
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Echo soon returned to Limbo to recuperate from her visit. She decided to spend an evening at the Sini*Star Diner for a glass of Sangria and some company. It had become quite lonely for her since her boyfreind had been locked up. When she entered the diner she looked at the empty spot where thier table used to be. When Dragor was sentenced to death, Harry decided to auction off the table he had carved into so many years ago. Echo felt that table belonged to her. She would do anything to get it back. Well, almost anything.
"Hey, Echo!" Spike called to her, snapping her out of her brooding session. "What's got you down, babe?"
"Harry removed our table Spike, and I have no idea what he did with it."
"aww, that's too bad. I hope you find it. I heard he was gonna auction it off." Right then, the deadly beauty got an idea. She pulled up a chair and sat next to the Ryhnoid.
"Spike, deary, how would you like to do me a favor?'
"Sure, honey. Just name it."
"Could you find that table for me? I make sure to make it worth your while," she propositioned with a coy smile.
"Oh yeah? And just what will I get in return?" Echo leaned forward to whiper in his ear.
"A night of passion with me." Spikes eyes grew wide with surprise.
"Are you serious?"
"Dead serious. I'll do anything to get that table back. You will find it for me won't you?" she asked as she gently slid a claw up his thigh.
"I'd do anything for you, Echo."
"Oh, you are so sweet." Eliza leaned towards him and kissed him on the cheek. "Give me a call to let me know when you've found it."
"Sure thing, honey. You can count on me!" Spike promised, grinning from ear to ear. After enjoying her Sangria, the Vampire returned to her lover's aerie to relax. She was a bit bored so she started to look through his vid collection. While looking through them she dropped one on the floor near the back of the entertainment center. When she bent down to pick it up, she noticed somthing strange about the wall beside it. Part of the wall near the floor didn't look quite right. when she poked at it she noticed it was loose. When she opened up that tiny part of the wall, she found an envelope. Inside the envelope was a key.
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Eliza held the key up to look it over.
"Hmm...I wonder...." She then took the key to the back of the bedchamber to the large doors which led to Dragor's imfamous trophy room. She inserted the key into the lock, and the door clicked open. The interior of the room was a sight to behold. Shrines to Dragor's victims, dozens of them, filled the room. Each one included a photo of the victim, some with more elaborate frames than otheres, and a token of the conquest. Two shrines in particular stood out among the others. One was dedicated to a Divore beautiful female. The frame was decorated with elaborate wood carvings and the photo was surrounded by white candles. A beautiful locket lay in front of the picture.
"Katherine Lockup," the Vampire realized as she gazed at the image of the deceased female.
Eliza noticed another shrine. It was slightly larger that the one for Katherine. She immediately recognized the photo. It was of her, her lover, and thier infant son. The frame was done in elaborate black and silver metal work which resembled dragons and bats intertwined around the edges. In front of the photo was a laminated copy of the note he had passed to her at the Sini-Star Diner and a pressed black rose. All of this was surrounded by dark blue candles.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 3/12/02 8:17:12 pm
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Eliza decided to write to her love to ask about those shrines. She found out that was a mistake, because in his letter in reply he told her she would have to be punished for snooping around where she didn't belong. She groaned inwardly when she read that. She loathed Dragor's form of punishment for her.
The former bounty hunter wasn't the only one with major troubles. Her son was having problem of his own. Someone decided to 'make his mark' so to speak on Damian's weapon's shop.
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One evening, the son of the Saurian Casanova went to open up his shop. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the vulgar graffiti sprayed all over his store. At first he thought that perhaps he was having some sort of waking dream, but he soon realized it was all too real.
"Who...who could have done this? And why?"
This malicious act left the young Saurian Vampire feeling vulnerable and a bit violated.
"Gods, haven't I been through enough?"
He wasn't the only one going through something. Damian's mother waited in a trailer for his father. She was a bit nervous and truly hoped he had forgotten about her punishment. When he finally showed up, she greeted Dragor with a smile.
"Hullo, love! I've missed you so much!"
She ran up to him to give him a hug and kiss.
"Hey, baby, good to see ya. Have you been a good girl?"
"I'm always a good girl," Eliza purred as she nuzzled his neck. As they kissed and caressed each other, the Vampire was beginning to think her man had forgotten about her punishment.
"Liza, baby, I haven't forgotten. You're still gonna get punished for going into my trophy room."
Her hopes shattered, Eliza slumped her shoulders and went over to the bed to take her punishment like a woman.
The week prior, Dragor had gotten another visit. He wasn't really expecting any visits so he decided to work on his memoires. He had already dedicated three sections to his most favorite women; Eliza, Katherine Lockup, and Camiel Meglouse. He had already started the section on his lover.
I was in Fense for a drink when I saw this drop dead goregous vampire. Using the stories I have heard, I presumed that this was the famed Eliza Nosferatu, the number one bounty hunter of that pathetic insect. This should be an interesting conquest, I thought.
As he continued writing, he was interrupted by a guard.
"Hey Wyvern! You got a visitor!"
"A visitor? Who is it?"
"How the hell should I know? All I know is you got a visitor. Now put your hands through the slots."
"I know what I have to do."
After he was properly shackled, the guard let him out of his cell. When he got to the visitors' booth he slightly arched his eyebrows at the sight of his son, Damian. He put on the headset as his son did the same.
"Hey, son. Long time no see."
"Mum said you wanted to talk to me about something. So, here I am."
"What the hell did I need to talk to you about? Oh yeah, now I remember. Your mom tells me you're still a f*cking virgin. F*ckin' virgin...what an oxymoron! Heh. Anyway, what are you waiting for, kid? You're almost 20!"
"I'm waiting for the right woman."
"Son, you know who the right woman is? One who's alive, freshly shaved, and tied down."
Dragor began to laugh at his comment, but his son didn't find it funny at all.
"Hey, Dad. Guess who I met up with not long ago? Aunt Pterra."
His son's comment caused him to stop laughing right then and there.
Edited by: Detia1 at: 5/31/02 8:56:21 pm
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