Darkest Days (OPEN)

Vera sighed, crossing her arms. She wasn't scared of him.

"I told you. I'm a warrior. We warriors didn't have time for fun, we always had to train for the ineveitable." She told her, walking around for a little. Her armor was starting to chafe her arms and legs.

"What about you? Surely you people do something for fun?" She asked, looking at him as she fidgited her armor, trying to make it comfortable. They weren't suppose to wear it for so long, and now she was.
 
"Yes yes," he half-heartedly spoke as he started to remove the scroll again. "Keep playing the warrior if you want. But, to be honest, you woulden't stand a chance agenst any one of our soilders."

He raised his eyebrows as she questioned him, the woman was finnaly taking some intrest. "I do have my ways of having fun," he said as he slid the scroll back in and capped the pouch. "However, they are civilized pleasures. Games of wit, the mind, things of that nature. Nothing you would understand."
 
"Games of wit. We hvae plenty at our country. But I've never been into tthem. So I probably won't get into thiese." Vera said, sitting down beside her. She twiddled her thumb.

"However. If there is any other kind of fun to do. I won't stop you. I'm just as bored as you." She said, just wondering about the answer she woudl get.
 
A glint of triumph burst in his soul; so she really was a waste, almost subhuman. "No wit, eh?" He asked, not able to hide some of the delight in his voice. "Well, we do have the more physical-oriented entertainment; jousts, wrestling, throwing spears, that sort of thing. Any of that intrest you?"
 
"those sound divine. But I was told to stay here and wait. Besides, I don't want to ruin this." Vera said. She wanted to tease him. SO, getting up, she took off her armor, her breasts spilling out.

"I don't want to ruin the kings new slave. But I know someone who would." She said, going to put it back on. What was she doing? Why was she throwing herself at him all of a sudden? Was she that desperate??
 
Ok, what was she up to?

"Save that for the king," he diden't have the need to fegh indifference; he simply diden't care. "Those over muscled lumps aren't anything worth looking at." He looked away, walking towards the door. "If you're so desprite, go do yourself. See if I care."
 
Vera sighed angrily, looking at him. She pushed her hair from her face.

"You know you want a girl like me. I'm not the same as those crazy females who want to done. I put up a fight, and I might make it better for you."

"Besides. I know the king doesn't pay you enough to buy your own girl. You could just lie to him and we could have some fun." She smirked, sighing and looking at him as she put her armor back on.
 
While he still wasen't intrested, her comment almost made him crack up.

"A fight?" he could barly surpress himself. "You? I'd whip the floor with you in minutes. Besides, I'm not the fur-sporting warrior my brother is; I'm a gentleman. We invented machines to hurt woman like you long ago."

He also took gave a flourish to his robe. "My brother dosen't pay me; I'm his heir! Everything in the Royal Treasury could be mine, in theory. I simply don't have a convent sack for carrying the wealth to purchase a slave; they are quite expensive."
 
Vera sighed, giving up. She just didn't want to deal with him now. She wanted to get rid of him. He wasn't sinking in easily. Sitting down she put her head in her hands. She couldn't wait for the King to hurry. Soon Cana sat down, and they waited in silence.

(We should just skip through till the King is done. I would like a lil more action if you please. I would want to skip, if that is alright with yuo)
 
(What, giving up that easly? That wasen't what I was expecting...)

Cana waited for awhile, digging out his scroll and balancing some more sums. Still, he coulden't help but keep his eye on her. Was she really trying to seduce him? Obviously, she haden't had much talent at it, but she was still a female. He haden't practiced in awhile, and he diden't want to do anything wrong with his new slave. Perhaps...

"Let's say I was intrested," he looked up. "How long do you think it would take?"
 
Vera looked up at him. He looked interested all of a sudden. She smirked at the question, before turning to face him. She crossed her arms, blowing her hair from her face.

"Well how long would you want it to take?" She asked, suddenly a little intrigued by him. This was interesting.
 
She was trying to look tough, how adorable. "This is an entrily theortical situation," he said, looking at her with a straght face. "I'm trying to gather information my brother could use. Let's say I would last longer then you would, which I would. How long could you take it?"
 
Vera chuckled. This info was for him, not for his brother.

"I can take it. I'm not a virgin. I've taken it before." She said, crossing her legs.
 
It was almost a shock to hear that. His mouth dropped slightly, but he made no other outward signs.

"Not a virgin, you?" he said simply. "That's a bit hard to beleive. But, I digress. I'm looking for something a bit more specific. You can tell time, can't you?"
 
Vera rolled her eyes. "Yes I can." She said.

"But I don't know how long I could last. Probably as long as they can go." SHe said, looking at him.
 
Cana indulgered her quiant confidence, shrugging. "I highly doupt it, the noble family of Imperium has good genes in that particular area, and we tend to practice when we can. You'd be down three, four times before he even broke a sweat."
 
"Then show me." She said, looking at him. "Surely you're just like him. Show me what you got." Vera smirked and looked at him. SHe wanted to see what he would do.
 
" I can't beleive your so easy," he cuckled to himself as he turned away, hiding the look on his face. "I haven't even asked you yet, and already you're climbing all over to get me. Doesen't that seem a bit, desperate?" THis was such an entertaining game, maybe he could keep it up until his brother got back? How fun would that be, to watch him drag her off, her armor maybe already half down, screaming.
 
"I'm not desperate!" Vera snapped. She stomped over to him, her armor bothering her shoulders. She knew he was just playing some game with her. She smirked.
 
"Oh really?" Cana stood up, staring her in the face with his comfertable smile. "You ask me to take you down in the dungeons, try to strip in front of me, and try to get me to take you again less then ten minutes after you awaken. Pardon me, but if that isen't desperated I don't know what is."

They locked gazes, his bearing a deep sence of triumph.
 
Vera growled slightly.

"Look I didn't tell you to take me. I wanted to see if you were man enough to at least try. You didn't leave until I was about to strip. And I was seeing if you had any commen sense!" She yelled. Her face had turned red.

"Maybe I want someone to take me. Maybe I have been desperate. But now I don't think I should!" She yelled, before turning around.
 
The fact that she was growing so emotional, so furous, was the key indicator he was winning, not to his surprise. He stood tactfully, diplomatically, as she spewed the hellfire from her thoght, coughing to himself once. "Well, aren't we the fisty one." He streched his arm casually before running it down to his wepon, just to be safe. "My brother will really be looking forward to having you now; red hot and made to order. Of course, maybe I need to make you angerier, otherwise you won't last nearly long enough to satisfy him."
 
Vera sighed angrily. He really was boiling her now. She crossed her arms. Stepping up to him, she pushed him slightly.

"And what makes you think you can have me now?" She asked, seething.
 
"Becuse, woman," he pushed her back, with one hand, taking his mace in the other while shotting her a conceited look. "That's the way the world works; I'm stronger, faster, and armed, you're not. So, I can basically force you to do whatever I want you too. Got that?"
 
Vera eyed him and the mace simultaniously. She sighed, before pushing back and flipping around.

"Whatever. I don't have to take anything like this anymore." She said, flopping on the chair and sighing.
 
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