Held in the Headteacher's office

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(OOC: Gonna need some-one ACTIVE to play as the Evil leader... Please PM me and i'll give you the idea of what i need)

The headteacher's office, was destroyed. The desk was one of the few things still standing, but some blood splattered across the cabanites.

Leo was tied to a chair, he was held tightly, cuts and brusises were covering his face. Leo's head jolted to the right, when a nasty slap hit him across the face. Leo spat out and some blood mixed with the spit.

Leo's head was killing him. He felt so weak... Too weak to snap his fingers and burn the ropes. But when you have 3 tough looking guys pounding the crud out of you, its kinda hard trying to breka free...
 
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One more punch rebounded into his face, and then slow, smooth laughter, an unfamiliar face in the dimly-lit distance.
"Stop, stop, the child's clearly had enough."
The thugs stepped away, revealing a figure sitting behind what would usually be the Headmistresses's desk, his hands folded in front of his face, glimmering glasses covering his eyes.
His accent was French, though it was hardly detectable, only a tinge.
"What a hardly lot you children at the academy can be, non?"
 
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Leo spit at the leader.
Piss off. Leo said bluntly.
In truth he wanted to keel over and die. His gut and face were hurting so much. It was hard jsut to stop his vision going blury
 
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The Frenchman chuckled.
"You really have a bit of life in you, non? Oh, how splendid! Would you like my friends to leach it out of you, hmmm?"
 
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Leo couldn't resist smiling.
What are they going to do, punch me again? Or show me what frenchmen do when they have a good time.

Leo knew a punch was coming, and no sooner had he said it, one of the thugs behind him slapped him, veyr ahrd, around the back of the head.
Ouch! Leo grunted...
 
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The Frenchman smiled.
"It would do you well to hold that fiery tongue of yours, mon ami. I would rather have you in an at least...semi-alive state when I commit my rites, non?"
 
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Leo didn't like the sounds of that...
What do you mean? Leo asked.
 
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He laughed, pressing his glaring glasses up the ridge of his fine nostril.
"Ohoho, I wouldn't want to ruin the suprise, mon ami. Why do you fools think I came to this blasted academy anyway? Vacation?"
He chuckled.
 
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You SICK GIT! Leo said, trying to get at the guy. You killed all those kids, those teachers. And all you can do is laugh. You are sick. You should be the one dead, not those kids.
Leo could feel the rope's burning into his arms, but he didn't care. He wanted to get at that guy.
 
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