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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46128 Posted: Feb 27, 2011, 10:43 pm |
Warning: Mature Themes, Potentially Trigger Warning
Unn... her head.... her head was swimmy and achy. How much had she DRANK last night? No, wait, that can't be it. She was... she was... Sconi! That rat bastard must have drugged her somehow to stop her wrath. That had to be it. She remembers a sharp, acid smell just before passing out - definitely some kind of gas drug. Damn it all, she'd kill him this time. It was hard to breathe through this silly gag anyway...
Slowly it dawns on her. Why would Sconi drug her and stick some foul, cotton-tasting wedge into her mouth? She attempts to sit up, having noticed her orientation being decidedly horizontal - and finds she cannot. Her hands, her hands are bound together above her head. Okay, this was a little... as she becomes more conscious, she becomes more aware of the draft against bare skin. She was naked. Or almost, she could feel something pressing against her in strips. Did she... did she want to open her eyes? Dawning horror creeps over her, but she pushes it aside, opening her eyes.
She was on a large, soft, comfortable bed, in a tasteful bedroom with a strong tendency towards red in the color scheme; twisting to look at herself, she finds a white bedspread drizzled with rose petals. The cloth strips turn out to be a ribbon, bound into a large fluffy bow at her neck, just tasteful enough to hide the... important assets. Oh god, she was a present for someone. Her naked, drugged self was a present left in someone's bedroom. This.... this could NOT end well. Whimpering, she tugs at the restraints binding her to the headboard, but they were well crafted and she could not reach the knot.
She just had to wait. Last Edited: Feb 28, 2011, 12:51 am |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46131 Posted: Feb 27, 2011, 11:33 pm |
A bit past midday Laidan returns to his workshop from his clan duties. On his way in he can't help but note that the bone golem he had given his assistant to work on for training purposes seems to be lying in pieces near the gate. Guess he needs more practice Laidan thinks.
Entering the workshop he finds a note attached to the door, in his assistants handwriting, explaining that there is a pleasant surprise awaiting him at the corporate retreat cabin near the Talonwood (known among the clan to be one of Laidan's favorite places to relax). Laidan smiles, expecting some good news on one of his latest clan projects.
Grabbing a snack he immediately sets off on the trip, ignoring his adamantine guards attempt to report some sort of University attack. Won't Sconibulus ever learn? he thinks. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46132 Posted: Feb 27, 2011, 11:41 pm |
| Yamiko stares at the ceiling in despair. Not only was she a gift for someone - she was an abandoned gift for someone. Morbidly, she wonders if she'll starve to death - it was late afternoon and she was already growing hungry. Stupid, she chides herself. A skipped meal or two won't kill you. You've done worse when engrossed in your work. Still, she really, really didn't like the terrifying helplessness she felt, trussed up this way. And she kind of had to pee. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46133 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:04 am |
Arriving at the retreat grounds, Laidan immediately heads toward the weapons demonstration bunker, where new technologies are shown off (testing is done elsewhere, potential clients and investors are shown the successes here). That's odd, there is no excited crowd of investors, no golems evident, not even any techs preparing the weaponry.
"Hmm, I wonder what he meant, then." Laidan muses aloud as he walks toward the "cabin". (It's actually a fairly large structure, built to house several clan members and the aforementioned visitors.) Unlocking the door, Why would that be locked if there's clan business to be done?, he heads first toward the dining area, hoping to find some sort of discussion going on, or at least another snack, as that first one didn't hold him over as long as he had expected.
The dining area is predictably also empty, except on the counter is a bottle of champagne chilled in an enspelled ice bowl, with a note indicating his surprise awaits in the master bedroom at the far end of the complex, where he usually stays, and that he should bring the bubbly. With a shrug, he grabs the bottle and heads that way. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46134 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:09 am |
| Yamiko would like nothing better than to curl into a ball and weep - but she can't even move enough to do that. Her legs were cramping and she felt so SMALL and VULNERABLE and miserable and she just wanted someone to come and save her and make this stop, make it go away, make everything go back to making sense, go back to a world where she was powerful and important and gave the orders, where she wasn't this small, tiny, miserable, weak, naked thing, shivering from a slight draft, soaking the pillow with her futile, helpless tears. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46135 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:21 am |
| Laidan again has to use his master key to enter the bedroom, soft rugs having muffled his aproach. Now why on earth would that be locked? He muses as he pulls the door open. Oh. he quickly realizes the answer as he sees the form on the bed. A pleasant surprise indeed, I guess last night didn't go as badly as I'd thought flashes through his mind...but wait why are her hands bound, and the gag...she couldn't have done that herself...could she? All this goes through his head in the second after he opens the door. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46136 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:26 am |
The door, the door is opening! She'll get to see her captor - probably come to gloat about how she was all his before doing... terrible things to her.
Laidan?
Shock and fear rage through her. She hadn't.. she hadn't thought that he... surely the rumors of his being less than moral had been just rumors, surely he would not, could not have...
And yet he had. He had abducted her, had made her his prisoner, helpless and terrified, when he could have simply asked and she would have given him...
Her eyes widen, then close, fresh tears welling up behind her eyelids. She almost couldn't bear it. Would no man ever.. truly be interested in her - not her body, not her power and status, but her, really want to be with her as she was? She wasn't worth it, she was worthless to him as she had been to Coyne before him. Last Edited: Feb 28, 2011, 12:26 am |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46137 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:38 am |
| Her reaction confirming his guess, Laidan realizes things have just gotten much worse than they were last night. "Oh hells Yamiko, what has he done?" he moves quickly, setting the champagne on the floor and throwing the bedspread over her body, but leaving her face exposed. "Please hold still a moment so I can free your hands" he entreats, reaching toward the bindings. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46138 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:42 am |
| Yamiko immediately twists to get away from him - until his soothing tone comes over her. She goes limp again, sniffling a little, the fear and misery welling up inside her, clouding her mind. He was going to fix it? He was going to make it better? He wasn't going to hurt her? She lays still, the gag preventing her from speaking - not that she would anyway, not right now. Not until she knew for sure he wasn't going to suddenly become cruel and hit her. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46139 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:44 am |
| Laidan first unties her hands, then gently removes her gag. "Are you hurt?" he asks, stepping back to give her a bit of space. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46140 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:47 am |
She looks up at him, considering the question. Was she... she shakes her head, giving a shudder. Not... not seriously anyway. Uncomfortable. But not harmed. Yet.
Untied, she twists, curling up as much as she can on her side. Her ankles are still bound - but she doesn't move to undo them, not knowing if he's suddenly going to punish her. The quiet, whimpering voice inside of her, the one that meekly submitted to anything Coyne wanted because he had to be Right because he was Good - it tells her that whatever Laidan wants is Right because he's Bad and Bad people will hurt her if she disobeys. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46141 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:55 am |
| Laidan then moves to untie her feet. "When I told him I'd like to have you away from clan business for a few days I never thought he'd do something like this. I mean he's always been a little overzealous regarding the corporation, and in carrying out our business, but really..." Laidan realizes he's rambling, and another thought hits him. "You realize now I had nothing to do with this, right?" He says softly. "I'll have him fed to Caerula for what he's done" he adds quietly, but in a much harder tone. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46142 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 12:57 am |
He... had nothing to do with this?
The thought doesn't quite process. How could he have nothing to do with... who was "he"? Someone was going to get killed?
She makes a strangled sound as she pulls her knees to her chest. "What..." she begins, her voice weak, hoarse. "What happened?" she whispers, shaking a little. "Was I... " Was I bad? she wants to ask, but even to herself, the question is too... simplistic, too raw. She has to focus, has to try and remember how to be strong again. "Did Coyne put you up to this?" she asks, eyes still closed. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46143 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 1:13 am |
"Coyne? What would he have to do..." Oh right, the engagement... "No, he hasn't been seen in ages, and even so I would never do his bidding." Laidan resists the urge to stand up and pace. "I think this was the work of my deranged assistant. After you had to leave last night I was musing aloud over what happened, and how I would like to spend some uninterrupted time with you, to get to know you better. But he seems to have wildly overreacted. You must believe I never wanted him to do this!"Could his assistant have any relation to Coyne? It didn't come up in the check when we brought him into OASIS... but that's ridiculous, why would even Coyne want something like this?
Laidan is trying to stay calm, and not knowing all of Yamiko's history he doesn't fully understand her silence.
"Let me find you some clothes, you shouldn't have to sit there like that while we figure this out." Another thought strikes him. "He didn't ...do anything even worse, did he? I can't imagine he would, if he thought of you as mine, but...?"Last Edited: Feb 28, 2011, 1:33 am |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46145 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 7:30 am |
Yamiko swallows back the panic that she'd experienced when she first found herself in this situation, struggling to remain clear-headed. "I... I don't know. I woke up this way." she whispers, shuddering.
"I.. so this... this isn't because I... because I..." Focus, girl, focus. Get the words out. Sinful, tainted, worthless; a harlot who would choose an abomination over her Saintly betrothed...
She can't. She can't bring herself to say the words. Instead, she huddles tighter, waiting for clothing. Clothing will help. Maybe a shower? Anything she can cling to to feel normal in this situation. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46146 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 3:03 pm |
| "This is not because of anything you did Yamiko." Laidan says with certainty. "I'll go find you some clothes, please don't leave before I get back. I understand if you want to go once you have clothes, but I don't think you want to be traveling in that." He moves back to the door, Necaria must have some clothes around somewhere that would fit Yamiko reasonably well. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46147 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 5:38 pm |
| By the time he returns, Yami has moved to a seated position, blanket wrapped around herself; she takes the clothing he brings her meekly, eyes downcast. "Can I... is there a shower anywhere?" A shower would do wonders she's sure - hot water can wash away a lot of ills. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46148 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 8:11 pm |
| Finding clothes to fit Yamiko's small frame has proven a bit difficult, but Laidan has managed to track down some serviceable trousers, a shirt, and a tunic and belt which should fit, and perhaps even match fairly well, though he has no eye for fashion. "Absolutely, just down the hall here on the right," he waves a hand in that direction. "There should be towels in there. I'll leave you to do that and dress, if you'd like I can meet you in the dining area downstairs, I'm sure you could use some food. The dining area is downstairs and to the left, you can't miss it." |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46149 Posted: Feb 28, 2011, 9:30 pm |
By the time Yamiko returns from her shower - probably because the hot water's run out more than feeling totally clean - the sun is setting; travel will be difficult with two of them and only the flimsy guard out front for protection. Yamiko returns, fully clothed, her back straight and her head held high; if it wasn't for the beaten, haunted look in her eyes, he'd almost say she was back to normal. In fact, if he didn't know better, he'd suspect the haunted look to be exhaustion, and consider her condition to be identical to the evening before - but no, there was something desperate in her eyes, even as the rest of her body gives off the lie that things are fine and she's in control of the situation.
Yamiko gives an insincere smile to Laidan as she enters, moving to sit at the table. |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46150 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 2:03 am |
| Laidan gives her a grim smile in return, nudging a fresh plate of simple, but warm food toward her seat. They don't keep anything too fancy stocked here, preferring to bring it in fresh for an event, but the basics for a good meal were readily available, and her long shower gave him ample time to prepare it. He remains silent for now, picking up his own fork, ready to let her begin any conversation. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46151 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 10:44 am |
Yamiko stares down at the food for a moment, debating her body's need for food with her total lack of desire to eat it. Finally she picks up the fork, though she pokes at the food rather than begin eating right away.
"What happened?" she asks, finally, her voice a bit harsh. "The best I can recall, I was going to mail a letter when I... fainted, I suppose. Some kind of chemical agent." |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46152 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 3:05 pm |
| "I'm afraid I don't know that detail yet, I returned to my workshop from clan business this afternoon to find a note from my assistant explaining that there was a 'pleasant surprise' awaiting me here. I assumed it was clan related, as this is often where we demonstrate the more impressive results of our weapons research." |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46154 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 3:25 pm |
She nods, slowly. His story was... well, it wasn't able to be proven one way or another, so she just had to trust him for now. If he was lying and she pissed him off... she might not ever make it home to disprove his claims. Still, she very very much hoped he wasn't lying. She... wanted to like him, wanted to be able to feel the feelings she bore for him without having to temper it with knowledge that he would do such a thing to her.
"I suppose I should apologize for my... my irrationality earlier." |
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laidanPosts: 1158 Location: Mottonsborough Magus Age: 120 years old Clan: OASIS | Message #46156 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 3:43 pm |
| Laidans eyebrows shoot up. "'Irrationality'?!? I imagine that finding myself in a similar position I would have been a good deal less composed." Laidan is genuinely surprised by her apology. |
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| Yamikuronue Posts: 1288
Location: Mottonsborough
Magus Age: 122 years old
| Message #46157 Posted: Mar 1, 2011, 3:44 pm |
| She flushes a little, poking at her food. "What I mean to say is... normally in a crisis situation I am far more composed and levelheaded. This particular situation merely..." She trails off, laying her fork down. |
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