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 Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 9:46 pm
:: Get me the ******** out of here, or I'll just start digging, with your leg as a shovel. ::
Iden held the chain firmly, and while he was unsteady on his feet, he moved forward with clearly violent intent. His eyes were indeed on the faun's leg, as he judged it to be the better of the limbs for use in digging.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 9:51 pm
Heal yourself... and I will. Those were my rules. You either obey, or I STILL get what I want becuase I WANT you to hurt me. Its like sex to me.
*The faun was still leering, not even trying to resist. His eyes met Iden's, willing him to fight, to go with violence*
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 9:54 pm
:: ...Fine. Have it your way. ::
Rather than assault Ice, Iden turned, and tore one of the bone from the wall, as best as he could. He needed SOMETHING to dig with...and if all he could use were his hands, then he'd use his hands. If Ice wouldn't cooperate, neither would Iden. He was done playing along, and he wasn't going to STOP digging until either he hit surface, was physically stopped, or dropped into torpor from the prolonged drain on his vitae reserves.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:01 pm
Stupid kid. You play by the rules. This is MY place.
*Ice waved his hand and bone shifted. After a meter of digging, Iden would find only a thick sheet of bone blocking he attempts. The bone shovel would be swiftly reabsorbed into the plate as Ice stood and went back to smoking*
Bleed out, and I'll get two more women and we'll start over. ANd I'll give you ANOTHER gift. Obey me.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:05 pm
:: No. And if it takes half a goddamn century, STILL no. ::
When his digging tool had failed him, Iden started using his bare hands, and took to violently ripping, slamming, and tearing his way through the wall. He was at the point where he didn't care anymore. It just wasn't worth it. He had drawn the line in the sand a long time ago at the point Ice had just crossed, and now that he had, Iden was done with it. Once again, regardless of resistance, he wasn't going to stop until he literally dropped dead, or was physically restrained.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:12 pm
*Physically restrained would come first. Bone was Ice's plaything, and kept flowing back into place after Iden's every strike, denying him easy release. Ice was content to let the kid wear himself out, or maybe start using his new skillto bend the bone out of his way. Failing him using it though, Ice would let him wear down before restraining him again in chains, only to repeat the process of feeding him. If Iden went down that route, the next thing Ice would force upon him would be the secondary skill Dominate. Iden had no choices here. Submit, or stay a slave to ICe's whims.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:16 pm
The feeding process would be only remotely different. This time Iden had conserved his strength, and attempted to assault Ice when he made his return. It was inevitably a failed plot, and so he would be fed forcefully, having no intention of doing it for himself. When the time came, once again Iden chose the option of attempting to dig his own way out, blatantly refusing to even consider touching that which Ice had bestowed upon him.
:: Four down, nine hundred ninety-nine million, nine hundredn ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-six to go... ::
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:25 pm
*Ice let him repeat himself, restained him again, brought another two victims. This time, he didnt let Iden go. This time, he used haemox chains. This time, he pulled out a cell phone. He spoke a single word and speed dial kicked in - DeSeer. Only his side of the conversation could be heard*
Yes, it's me. No. No. Yes. Because somethings come up. No point shouting, just listen. No, he's still alive. He's being stubborn. No, I didnt do that. No. No. Im keeping him.
*The faun held the phone away from his ear as a tirade of swearing came out - it was Roan. Then he put it back to his ear*
He wont heal his wounds, so I cant send him home. Which means, Im going to break him if we carry this on. Instead, I shall keep him. If he ever decides to change his mind, you can have him back. If not... I keep him for whatever I desire. No. Yes. No. You dont have a choice. Im TELLING you. Yes. Yes. I'll tell him.
*He folded the phone away and beamed at Iden*
Let me know when you're ready to co-operate. She said to tell you 'Does Not Happen'.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:34 pm
Iden lay there, having just been forced another meal. He was placid, having been incapable of anything resembling serious struggle since the haemox had been added to the equation. His strength was sapped too much to make it worth it...he knew he couldn't break free, and he still refused to cave in. It was with an almost deranged cheer that he counted off the women.
:: Five...Six down, nine hundred ninety-nine million, nine hundredn ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-four to go... ::
The conversation, when it came, would have fallen on deaf ears, except that he heard the name spoken. Iden knew who was on the phone. His fixed jaw wouldn't allow a scowl, so he simply growled out his displeasure, much like a caged animal. It was just about what he'd been reduced to.
:: Cheap b*****d. Cut the chains. ::
Iden wouldn't say it. He COULDN'T say it. But Ice had pulled the trump card, in bringing Roan into it. Iden couldn't let himself stay, not with those orders. So he'd wait for Ice to unchain himself, and he'd put himself back together...at least, as best as he could without using Viccitude. He was healed, but his body was not changing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:50 pm
Good boy. Somehow, I didnt think you'd want to stay.
*Ice cut the chains with one fluid motion and stood back, giving Iden space again. He continued smoking, more than ready to slam Iden back to the floor if he disobeyed*
Heal, and I send you home.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 10:54 pm
Iden was already on it. He literally broke his jaw, and forced it in place to heal in "naturally". Viccitude never saw use...but his wounds and broken body were pieced back together, leaving him intact and strong again. It left him standing, on all four legs, staring at Ice with the utmost look of disgust that it would make most normal people s**t themself and flee.
:: Done. Now your turn. Get me the ******** out of here, before the temptation to cave in your skull gets the better of me. ::
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 11:12 pm
((Cant be arsed to log Bard out))
Sounds like a promise sweetness... dont tempt me.
*But Ice did do as he had promised. He stood and opened a shadow port on the opposite side of the room, near Iden. His voice was low as he leered at him*
No time has passed. Not back at the Fang. When you step through, you'll be back before even the first fight is over. Im pleased my recording of your b***h mother mouthing off finally had a use... take care now. Only Corbin was good enough to undo what Ive done to you, and Roan took his powers away. Dagoth cant help you, he's Bailey's. And you dont want to use my gifts to you. Either get used to your new form kid... or accept what I have given. I'll see you again.... thanks, for the good time.
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 6:59 am
Go to hell.
It was an offhand comment, spoken as Iden made a beeline STRAIGHT for the portal. It was a doorway out of here, and he couldn't be through it fast enough.
God he wished he knew where this was, though. He wanted to carpet bomb this cave with bunkerbusters so badly...
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Posted: Thu Dec 04, 2008 8:30 am
Good night sweet prince... see you in your nightmares.
*The smug b*****d closed the portal after Iden left, leaving him totally in the dark as to where exactly Ice had brought him forever more. Prehaps this wasnt even a real space. Who knew*
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 12:15 pm
~*South England*~
*The 4x4 tore through the cities and towns. It was unclear when Roan managed it, but at some point, probably when they were in one of the many underground tunnels linking one side of a city to another, she transferred the car from the continent of Gaia to the UK.
The drive took a couple of hours, Roan traversing down to RAF Bensen in the south of ENgland as if she had been there many times.
Javos curled up and slept for most of the journey, only waking when Roan whistled, bidding him slink down so he couldnt be seen as they drove onto the heavily protected base, Roan flashing a badge that admitted them with no problem.
As they drove down the main road towards the airfield, planes roared over their heads, shaking the car as Roan grinned and leaned one arm on the door*
Ready for this Iden?
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