Public carnival showers

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Thief/Escape Artist/Rebellious Slave~

Valeraven glared at Korim wondering why he was directing his attention and anger on her when it was the dragoness that wanted privacy where she didn’t give a damn. She didn’t even want to take a shower so this whole mess could have been avoided, but no… Korim insisted they needed to bathe and threw her into the showers. If someone was ungrateful, it was him. She had stopped calling him a clown and had even for the most part followed him quietly only making a remark if it was absolutely necessary. So what was his big deal, its not like she set his precious tent on fire. Her eyes widened as he told them they were going right up her a**, her immediate response was a harsh growl. Which she had to stop by biting her tongue knowing that if she continued she was going to say something that would for sure get her raped. Raven froze and glared at him with a gaze that could kill, her ears pinned back showing her anger toward him.

As Korim did an U-turn back where they came and told them to go back to the tent, Raven remained where she stood. Regardless of her being injured and fairly exhausted, she wasn’t going to stand this anymore. “I am so out of here,” she whispered under her breath not loud enough for Korim or Nanaja to hear as she makes a run for it in the direction they were originally going. She didn’t care if clowns tried to chase her down and catch her, she would love to see them try. Raven now running at full speed with one ear toward and the other to the side to listen to her surrounding pretty sure that the clowns were already nearby. She turned around the bend and crossed the clearing only to see two clowns standing in front of her with their hand stretched out toward her. She cursed and at the last second dropped to slide between their feet out of their needy grasp. A moment later she was back on her feet continuing to make her way toward the forest.

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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Korim's eyes narrow dangerously as he too growls to the direction the tigress had ran off too. "The two of you are really starting to annoy me." He turns his icy gaze onto the dragon. "Go back to the tent. If I find you have tried to run away while I have gone to get the Tigress I will subject you to far worse tortures that those tentacles do you understand." His expression promised pain of all kinds if she to were to disobey him at this very moment. He only had the towel around his waist as he chases after the female.

It would not take Korim long to catch up with Valraven. He had seen her slide past the two clowns and he merely used the two as a jumping board to boost his momentum after the female. once he was within hearing distance he smirks maliciously and opens his Mouth. "Sit p***y!" He did not know the effects yet, but the necklace soon forced the girl to a stop slamming her to the ground and forcing her arms and tail forcefully to awkward angles. "How interesting. You know you have been such a bad p***y." At just the word p***y the necklace slammed her deeper into the dirt. he walks leisurely over to her now,picking her up by the scruff of her neck, stripping her of her clothes and vanishing them. She owuld have no picks now for any locks except those she could hid in her hair.

Binding her hand and tail was his next action as he smiles coldly. "p***y, p***y, p***y, p***y." He watches her every time he finished the word getting satisfaction from the fact every time he said it the hole would get bigger as if she was hit with more force. "Time to punish this bad little p***y."

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Riskia Vetis]

*-_Valeraven_-*

~Thief/Escape Artist/Rebellious Slave~

Raven smiled as soon as she saw the vast forest thinking that she might have actually done it, escaped the clenches of the stupid clown who was her master. It seemed too easy almost, something didn’t feel right. Movement from behind her tipped her off that she had a pursuer on her tail, but even before she could turn to regard the threat she was abruptly stopped in her tracks. Slamming into the ground face first, Raven groaned in pain trying to figure out what the hell had happened. Did she trip on something; no…she would have felt it. It was more like a strong force suddenly pulled her to the ground. Her hands hurt from trying to brace herself and her white fur was already dirty, well there goes the effort to get clean. Raven tried to get up, wincing away the pain and looked up only to see a malicious smirk on Korim’s face. She growled at him, well…until he called her a p***y and the force pounded her to the ground again forcing the air out of her lungs.

“Don’t call me that,” she growls trying to recover her breath still confused on how he was doing this to her. Raven didn't like being called a p***y, it was annoying and dirty. I was something she would call Korim for hiding behind his stupid beads, she wanted to strangle him to death. Korim was upon her in moments and grabbed her roughly by the scruff make her hiss turn into a yelp. There was little she could do to protest as he stripped her of her clothes, but more importantly her tools. A thief was no good without her tools, and now the only thing in her possession was a single pair of lock picks. Being naked was something she could deal with, mainly because her fur kept her warm and hides her more private areas. Being without what she needed to break free however was going to drive her insane. Especially now that Korim bound her hands and tail, making it that even if she wanted to use what she still had, she couldn’t for they were out of reach. “Damn you,” Raven hisses in reply to his smile, before feeling heavy forces thrust her back to the ground. The pressure increasing first on her lungs and than her chest as she felt like her heart was being squeezed. Damn Korim and his childish magic…what coward hides behind stupid trick like this. Raven thought with tear filled eyes as she coughed struggling to catch her breath. Her whole body cried in pain and her breath once she caught it was laboring gasps as she glares at Korim.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Following the twisted clown and the tigress, the dragoness cannot help but feel as though something is going to go horribly wrong here. Call it a hunch if you will, but there's really not much Nanaja can do or say in this matter. She can at least be somewhat thankful for allowing some form of privacy for her at the showers. Granted, Korim didn't have to go overboard and kill every living thing that tried to sneak a peek into the showers, as he could have just talked them out of it, but the fact that he killed everything, just makes her want to end his own life. Sure, the dragoness may not be a big fan of circus', carnivals, or clowns for that matter, but she doesn't believe that they all should be killed. That's just unorthodox, and insane. Hearing Korim say something about going right up Raven's as, the dragoness stares at the b*****d of a clown with a confused expression, as she finds such words to be foul. This guy doesn't let up, does he? Watching him make a u-turn back towards his own tent, she sighs and shakes her head, finding this to be stupid as hell. Hearing the order to go back to the tent, the dragoness can at least comply with that order. She wants to lay down, as she hasn't gotten much rest since she got here. Especially after her being raped by Korim's unearthly powers, she needs rest. Of course, Raven doesn't feel the same way...

Watching the tigress take off in the direction of the nearby forests, Nanaja gets the feeling that this is what she felt. She just knew something terrible was going to happen, and this is it right here. Raven is going to make a run for it and Korim is going to be extremely pissed off. Keeping her tail wrapped around her waist as she watches the tigress take off with great speed, she directs her attention to Korim as he orders her to go back to the tent, and basically saying there will be dire consequences if she doesn't. After watching Korim take off in the general direction of the tigress, the dragoness is stuck at a crossroad here. Should she take the path where she follows the two, to hopefully calm Korim down so that he does not kill Raven, or should she listen to the demented clown and go back to the tent, where she can actually get some rest? Thinking about it for the moment, the dragoness is not Korim's plaything, and therefore she refuses to listen to a single word that freak has to say. Raven may be a b***h, even to her when she has done nothing wrong, she refuses to see that tigress suffer through anymore pain, or worse for that matter. Snarling slightly as her lips draw back, she takes off into a sprint towards the direction, only to be stopped by a few clowns standing in her way near the edge of the carnival grounds. Digging her clawed feet into the ground as she stares at the clowns, she notices an evil intent gleaming within their eyes, smirking widely towards her. And here she thought the clowns were sad, pathetic little creatures. Four of them standing in front of her, her sensitive hearing picks up the sound of other footsteps behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she notices a few more walk up behind her, the same intent gleaming within their eyes. She growls lowly as she tries to ignite the flames within her hands, but only to have nothing happen. "Huh...?" she asks herself, looking down at her hands. Nothing is happening... why? Perhaps she still needs time to rest? This could be a good possibility. As the clowns begin to advance on her, she pouts slightly as she gets a very bad feeling about this. Panicking, she looks down to her right to see a dead end, but to her left is a small passageway in between some tents that she could take. Without even thinking twice, the dragoness runs down the left passageway in between the tents, the giggles and chuckles of the clowns clear within her ears...

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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"I will call you whatever the hell I feel like." He lifts her back up by her scruff and does both letting her get complete footing as he drags her. He is whistling once again as he drags her. He would take this one back to the tent and leave her tied to it. He smiles widely at the thought and chuckles for extra amusement on his part he is going to leave her in an embarrassing position. "Ah just think I can just say one word and have you crashing down from anywhere. A tree, a building...merely walking." Without her clothes she had no tools she could get to, the only ones left would be the ones in her hair and she would not be able to reach those. The tigress from this point on would be without her tools as she had hit the final straw with Korim. If he did not need to ensure the other one did not run away he would be punishing Valraven completely right now.

*time skip will add in separate post for Drolve in the tent after this post*

Korim growls angrily storming through the circus in search for the female dragon who had not gone to the tent as he had instructed her in doing so. So now he is angrily storming about as if a demon hell bent on causing destruction when his ears pick up a conversation two clowns were having about just how fun it was to ******** the female dragon in the alley way and how he hoped the c**t enjoyed every moment. "So you are the reason why what is mine is not back where is should be." His voice is deadly, killing the one clown with a clean sweep as the one talking has been cleanly castrated. "You will take me to my b***h. Then I will kill you and any moron stupid enough to touch what is mine without permission." The clown is screaming in pain by the time they make it to Nanaja, Korim's eyes glowing red with his anger. Clowns dropped in the first wave spewing foaming blood from their mouths. The second a much more violent death of ripping off arms and beating the owners to death. And clown touching Nanaja found themselves impales fully like a pig and removed as Korim looks to the woman with a disapproving glare.

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I promise not to harm you...much.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Nanaja Kagero

♦The Inferno Warrior♦

Trying to elude the maniacally laughing clowns, which just seem to be getting closer and closer, no matter how far she runs within this damn carnival, Nanaja cannot seem to get away from them. She feels as though she is stuck within some kind of horror book that is being read out loud to a group, or is being read by someone who is into this kind of stuff. Her breathing starting to get heavy as she is now in a panicking state, the dragoness turns every corner, trying to avoid the insane laughing and the lurking clowns. It's not working, as it just keeps getting closer and closer. Sprinting down to the side path that came within her view, she unfortunately takes a wrong turn and ends up within a small passageway in between two tents, which only leads to a dead end. "No! Let me go you damn freaks!" she exclaims, trying to struggle free with no avail. Being pulled back down to the ground, her wings stretched out as the clowns grab a hold of each limb and appendage, ripping off her undergarments and tossing them aside. She continues to struggle, wishing that she was able to use her magic now, but she still feels too weak and needs the proper amount of rest to do so. Letting out a scream, only to have it muffled as one of the disgusting clowns covers her mouth with their hand, as their fun now begins...

After the clowns have had their fill of fun and pleasure upon the dragoness's body, she lays there upon the ground, naked once again in this dreadful place, as Nanaja is practically unconscious now. Her body has gone through too much for her to stay awake any longer, and her energy reserves have been completely drained and depleted. The dragoness can only question as to why this is happening to her. What did she do in her life to deserve this kind of fate? She has done nothing wrong in her life to deserve this, so why are the Gods tormenting her? Is it because she did not do a good enough job of taking care of her family whenever she got the chance to? Is it because she was practicing magic and swordsmanship on her free time? A sign here would be greatly appreciated, but of course, she believes she will not be receiving any sort of sign. Laying down on the ground on her side, her wings unfolded and sprawled out on the ground behind her, she faces the dead end wall in her unconscious state, the dragoness barely breathing. She has been become nothing more than a plaything to these clowns. The only thing they are using her for is pleasure, nothing more. With the screams of the clowns not even affecting her, along with their bloody demises, she continues to lay there, just floating in nothing but darkness as she tries to pray for her life to get better. Somehow, she know it won't get better, it will only get worse...

 

[Mavis Renkoptf]

ஆ Korim ஆ

Knife thrower;Substitute Ring Master

Come here my pet...

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He just was not in the mood as he batted clown he decided to try fighting him above the tents and landing with a sickening crunch. The next batch of clowns to attack him for getting what is his will suffer. His eyes portrayed this through his stance as, the simple metal blades with not handles having a purplish green tint. Each blade hit a clown; one in the eye, another on the arm, and many on their legs. The poisons effect would not take long to settle into their system and make their bodies decay from the inside out within only hours. The smell by the time they died would be awful to anyone with a good nose and Korim has his mask to block out most unpleasant smells.

With just using this particular poison on all of the clowns attempting to come for him in the tight space the forces soon slowed to a small trickle and finally stopped. He would likely be reprimanded for the deaths of so many clowns, but he did not care. They touch what was his. His gaze is on the woman who had washed herself onto to get dirty once again Korim himself had done so only to get himself dirty again. He hates clowns, the filthy creatures. Crouching down next to her he stares at her as she is lost to herself. "I told you to go back to the tent not to run around through here." If she had done as he had said the clowns would not have followed her into his tent. No clown was foolish enough to go into his domain.

He wings look otherwise undamaged as they lay out behind her and he huffs to himself. She was lucky the clowns did not slash then as they tended to do with flying users. Picking up her naked and fluid covered body he carries her back to the showers, the water turned to warm so it would not be uncomfortable as he begins cleaning her off. He did not even stop or slow down as he cleans her private areas. He was not in the pitying mood with her for not listening to him. He wanted it all out of her. So his soap covered fingers are cleaning in places that they themselves would not normally go. Even water was doing the same as he was unrelenting in his cleaning of her. Carrying her once again when he finishes and takes her to the tent now.

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I promise not to harm you...much.