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 Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 6:00 pm
He entered there room where she was kept quietly, cautiously. He had been told of her strange abilities and felt the sickeningly sweet aura himself. The fact that she glowed was weird and creeped him out. Kind of how angler fish glowed to draw in its victims.
“Excuse me,” he announced himself quietly, his head lowered as he softly shut the door behind him. “You were the one asking to see the knight named Valhalla, right…?” His voice and expression was grim, as though he was holding back something. Some kind of… unpleasant news…
“Here… I thought you might be hungry,” he seemed to change the subject, slowly approaching her. He kept his head down as he held up a bottle of water and a small loaf of bread. Surely she would want to know what he was talking about.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 6:12 pm
Ganymede looked up from her spot in the cage to see which Negaverse Agent had come to see her this time.
A Lieutenant, if her senses were working properly. She knew they were; they were about the only thing currently working properly. Everything else was dulled—her stamina, her consciousness, her vision, her ability to feel pain. That last was probably a blessing in disguise, that she could endure the pain. So far she'd not been victim to more than a good beating, but beatings could be brutal in their own right. Someone of a lesser constitution might have broken.
As the Lieutenant approached, Ganymede was amused to see that he was familiar (and it shocked her that she could still feel amusement, given everything). Just a boy, the Lieutenant couldn't have been any older than Oberon.
And the Negaverse acted so high and mighty, claiming they didn't recruit child soldiers. What did they call this boy?
She tried to hold back her reaction to his mention of Valhalla. The tone of his voice... she didn't like it. Of course, he could very easily be playing her. She wouldn't put it passed him or any of the others. If they knew she was desperate for news, it didn't seem strange to think they'd develop some sort of a ruse to get her to cooperate.
But the concern she felt was very real. Ganymede flinched ever so slightly.
“I don't want your sympathy,” she spat, struggling against the chains that kept her fastened to one of the bars of her cage. “You think this is going to get me to talk any more than a beating would? Don't underestimate me, kid. I'm not some wilting flower or damsel in distress.”
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 2:04 pm
When he had entered the room, he hadn’t even realized who this senshi was. This “special” stubborn senshi who asked for the knight Valhalla… Jet had no idea how lucky this turn of fate would be for him.
He stopped in his tracks at the sound of her voice, before slowly raising his head up to get a good look at her. A pathetic creature trapped in a cage. This was the same senshi who had left him unconscious in an alley. The senshi who had magic that could burn so hot it felt like he was dying, burning from the inside out.
Oh how lucky he was indeed.
“Fine,” he said with a small shrug, lowering the bread and water. He didn’t have any rush to get information from her, but she had every reason to want information from him. In fact, this was good enough for him for now. He turned to leave, not bothering to approach any closer. “You’d just been asking about him, so I thought you might want to know how he’s faring,” he said, looking over his shoulder at her in her cage, his eyes sparkling in amusement. “It’s a shame he can’t get proper medical treatment for that hole in his side.”
But if she didn’t want to know anything, he would just have to bide his time.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 2:25 pm
“What makes you think I'm going to believe anything you have to say about him?” Ganymede said.
She'd be a fool to do so. She might be stupid, but she wasn't quite that stupid. She knew better than to trust a little punk Lieutenant too ambitious to see when he'd gotten himself in too far over his head. No doubt he'd had a whole story all planned out, some sob tale he expected to tell her in order to gain her cooperation.
If that was the case, he had another thing coming. She wasn't the type to be lead around by tricks. As always, she demanded irrevocable ******** you,” she told him. Popular words these days, it seemed. She planned out shouting out a few more before all of this was done.
“You might have me locked up in a cage now, but when I get out of here I promise you you're going to live to regret it,” Ganymede warned him. “It turns out I'm not above killing my enemies after all, so I'd watch it if I were you. That beating I gave you in that back alley might just be the tip of the iceberg.”
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 9:20 am
"Someone had crude enough abilities to keep him from bleeding to death, of course, but I doubt they used proper sutures to close the wound. It'll probably get infected soon," he shared, dropping his sympathetic ruse once he'd realized who she was, amused by her denial of what she thought couldn't possibly be the truth.
"I've heard he tries fighting back if officers get too close. Not that he can do much being tied down like the dog he is. I guess it's ironic we have you in a cage."
He hesitated in his movements to leave, drawn back by her empty threats. His steps were slow, calculated, as he approached the cage once more. "A colleague of mine got to speak with him. Well... speak to him, since he wasn't very cooperative. It's a shame he had to receive the beating he got. Couldn't have been good for his side."
Stopping behind her, he reached out to touch her hair, rubbing the golden strands between his fingers, the bread and water abandoned somewhere on the ground. "I believe this belongs to him?" he pulled a filigree pin of Jupiter's symbol from his jacket pocket to show her. "My colleague took a souvenir. I'm sure he doesn't mind."
"Sunshine Alouette"]
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 9:41 am
Ganymede's eyes widened unintentionally when she caught sight of the pin, the stylized symbol of Jupiter that marked Valhalla's clothing. She knew each and every once of them, from the engravings upon his helmet to the charm that hung from the chain of his weapon. This one was meant to fasten Valhalla's cape to his shoulder. It glowed green in the dim lighting, like the walls of the fortress of Valhalla casting somber light into the halls.
Ganymede struggled against the chains that bound her as if she meant to launch herself at the smug Lieutenant, but of course her attempts got her nowhere. She sagged when she knew the effort to be hopeless, her breathing labored from the exertion.
“I swear to God, if you hurt him I'll make you wish you'd never been born!” she snarled at him, an ugly look upon an otherwise pretty face.
She did not think about what she meant to do to the Lieutenant. It was easier that way; she didn't have to combat through any of the guilt or shame. But she could remember the Captain from Avalon. In her current predicament, Ganymede didn't feel quite so bad about what she'd done there. If she only had another rock at her disposal, she'd gladly do it again. In that moment, she didn't care how young or blinded by Chaos the boy was. He'd deserve it as much as the Captain had.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:27 pm
Jet’s eyes sparkled in amusement as the senshi struggled against her chains, as if she meant to hurt him. It was a silly notion, for what could she possibly do to him? “I don’t think you’ll have to worry about me hurting him. I’ve heard he’s had some visitors already,” he said with a shrug, pocketing the pin once more.
“It’s so sweet, seeing how much you care for him. It would be a pity if something happened…” he hummed, slipping his hands through the bars of her cage to slide through her hair around her shoulders. His fingers slipped around her neck, squeezing lightly at first.
“I’m sorry, what were you going to do to me…?” he smiled a cruel smile, squeezing tighter. He didn’t mean to kill her. Just… harm her enough so he could have more fun later on.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 10:43 am
Ganymede did not flinch away from the hand that went to her throat. Rather, she met the Lieutenant's eyes challengingly. She would not show fear because she was unafraid. He could do his worse, and she would use it to embolden herself. She would grow stronger from the experience, while he would draw ever closer to failure.
“I'll kill you,” she threatened him, even as her throat tightened beneath his hand and the flow of air was slowly cut off.
“I swear to God I'll kill you, you smug little b*****d. You won't be so proud of yourself then, just a waste of the Negaverse's time and energy. They'll replace you,” she told him, “like they've replaced all the others who've come and gone since before you were even a blip on their radar.”
The tighter he squeezed, the harder it became for her to speak. She kept up her litany as long as she could, until she could no longer draw breath. Then she struggled against her chains, tossing her head from side and side in an effort to throw his hands off.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 7:26 am
All he could do was laugh at her threats. She'd caused him pain and humiliation. He was going to take his time with her. Slow and careful. Enjoying every moment.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the authority to kill her, but leaving her weak and black and blue seemed good enough. He held her tightly, adjusting his hold when she started thrashing.
"A little difficult to kill me when you're dead first," he laughed, but finally released her once he felt her start to go limp. He very much enjoyed holding her life in his hands.
Once she was released, he took hold of the choker around her neck, tugging at it until it snapped and broke off. Pearls went flying, bouncing and rolling away when they hit the ground. He saved the main gem, holding it up for her to see as well.
"You don't mind, right? Didn't think so." He laughed as he left then, but she could be sure he would be back.
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