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Date Posted: Mon, Sep 25 2006, 1:10am PDT
Author: Taylor
Subject: We take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone..
In reply to: Kevin "Fury" Griffin 's message, " " on Sun, Sep 24 2006, 10:29pm PDT

She had been walking home alone - most nights - for many months and because of her confident and purposeful walk, most of the time she made it home without incident. Occasionally however, she encountered a little bit of trouble but had thus far not experienced anything that was really too big of a deal - typically it was just the catcalls and sometimes some obscenities that she had to deal with. It would figure though that that night, some useless bonehead was waiting in the shadows of one of the many alleys she had to pass - biding his time and hoping that a lonely girl like her would venture past. Had she the chance to do it over again, she would have just let her purse go and saved herself, but he caught her by surprise and she clung to her bag - but tried at the same time to resist being pulled into the dark by the guy's hand in the fabric of her jacket. It happened so fast that she didn't even make a noise - if anyone had been watching, it would have seemed a little surreal: an awkward, silent dance of a struggle...

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And that was exactly why a young girl shouldn't walk home by herself after dark. Silently and suprisingly quickly considering his limp, he moved into the ally behind the man who was attacking her and quickly wrapped one strong arm around his neck in a pressing hold, cutting off the oxygen to his brain and making him weak until he let go fo Taylor's jacket and purse. He was about to press the fatal blow when he suddenly realized he wasn't in Iraq anymore - they didn't just kill the bad people here in America. His jaw clenched, he let go of the man, watching him crumble into an unconscious heap on the ground and then rolling his eyes as he saw the coward had pissed himself in fear. He was brave enough to grab a small girl but as soon as he got into a fight with another man he was pissing himself like a child. (NT) -- Fury, Mon, Sep 25 2006, 1:13am PDT

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