Of Blood and Chains....

[Mistress Jorja]

Empress Velasia

I merely gave him a casual glance as the cold blade bit hungrily at my skin. He was in control, physically if not mentally, for the moment, and I wasn't too eager to experience any more pain by his hands. I readily acknowledged this – I was not stupid enough to take chances that weren't in my favor. For now, I'd play along.

"You speak of contradiction, how we need each other, and then make as if to kill me. Threats are all and good when they are plausible, but when you have openly stated you will not fulfill them, then why bother? What is the pattern to your logic, strange one?"

Sighing, as if talking down to a young and disobedient child, I blinked my eyes slowly, shifting until the dagger didn't press so hard against my windpipe. Rotating my ankles slightly to see if there was any play in the leather strip, I kept my tone level.

"And who are you to pass judgment on my ways? I rule as I see fit. You are fully entitled to your opinion, sir, but isn't this taking your extremist views just one step too far?"

My eyes flitted to the bindings and the metal blade pushing into my skin and leaving a visible red line.

"What good is your righteousness and honor, if the only way you can find to combat evil is with evil of your own?"

 

[Lyonhart42]

Lorin

Having finally convinced the guard that she was in fact not stalking that upstanding citizen, and that she has in fact finally gotten a new job as a perfectly respectable bar wench and prostitute. (A lie thank the Gods) Lorin heads off through the market. Strolling past a fruit stand, she snags an apple, and taking a bite out of it, let’s her thoughts wander...

I need a new scam, she thinks sullenly Security has just gotten to tight for the pickpocket game...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: sorry for lack of Posting, Never eat a peice of Blueberry Pie after eating Lots of Pork Chops..

*blehs...*

I'll post later tonight.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Fire with Fire empress. It is quite simple. And why? To confuse the weaker minded, But it seems I'll need to take physical actions...I cannot Confound you.

Kill you? Hah. Kill you. The threat is usually enough, once planted in the mind.

And my views have absolutely nothing to do with this. Vengence Does. and When it comes to revenge, I have no quarells with using whatever means nessicary. Im sure you understand Vengance. But if you dont, allow me to give you a first hand lesson.

*The straps were tight and secured, he laid the knife to one side, Pulling away what was left of her clothes, and delving a hand backwards where it likely didnt belong, while picking up the knife hilt and make sure there were no splits or damaging in the Handle's Binding...with a smooth smile..he took it and slowly began a shallow, if not excruciatingly painful cut down her back...creating an art out of it, slowly making circles and curves....all the way around till he reached the middle of the back and stopped*

A little break..a little pleasure...

*he grasped her arms, binding them behind her back with a Thick Blackish leather, not as strong as the leg stuff, but sufficient, as he moved off of her for a moment, keeping his eyes down towards her, and lifting her ass into the air pausing*

IM wondering...Have you ever had it "that way' Empress?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*Lorin suddenly finds herself running directly into a short young man, about her height and wieght, but he seemed very handsome...his dark, mussy hair and sky blue eyes seemed to peirce her gently before he seemed startled, he hid somthing behind his back, she could breifly identify it as a coinpurse...he blinked*

Im sorry...Really I am..

*There is someone right behind him, He is, there is only one word for it, a giant, he smiled down at her, with friendly, beetle black eyes and sizable clothing...it somehow invariably leads one to wonder what could be beneath those pants...he chuckled*

'ello there little lass...whaterye doin on here all by yer lonesome?

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Empress Velasia

“Pleasure or pain, it makes no difference. Both fulfill me equally and completely,” I hissed through clenched teeth, thrust for parry, getting rather exasperated at his continual verbal games.

The excruciating dance of metal began between my shoulder blades, draining at my mental resistance as I fought the shock of searing pain. Warm blood…my blood…was spilled by HIS hand. My eyes flashed at this thought, growing darker yet, the pupils sinking in upon themselves until they were merely pinpricks of nothingness.

Face down, I bit a fold of the sheet hard between my back teeth in a valiant effort to take my mind off the physical torment. My face remained emotionless, although it was a struggle, and I was glad it was no longer my expression he was concentrating on, for it may have revealed more than I intended.

His hands slithered over me, like filthy vermin through the crates of a side street merchant. I balked with disgust, a visible shudder coursing down my spine, as I choked back a scream. His inquiring words only further infuriated me, until I smoldered inside with dark emotions for this despicable creature.

“Keep a civil tongue, rebel, or I’ll bite it out,” I replied in a steely voice, hoarse with resolve.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*somthing hit him..and he paused..snapping his fingers8

OH thats right..I am A rebel. And You....

*He paused, thinking a monent...He didnt like doing this. He didnt really. He couldnt stop hating her...maybe that was it? Her power was backfiring on her....He didnt know. But he did know he would have killed her if He could have. There were deeper things protecting her. Even if her offensive powers were gone, the defences remained. He didnt have the tools to properly destroy this creature. So he had to do -somthing-..he had to first get rid of some of her ego...There -had- to be a way...keep her tied up and let all the boys downstairs come up and have a go at her? it might work. He had to bring down her self thought invincability so he could co-exist with her enough to make his plans work..otherwise this will all have been for naught...He glared at her a moment...Well, It was time To play his ace in the hole. He picked her head up, twisted it around and with all the courage he could muster, he glared into her eyes*

You are somthing different. You are not a chosen Leader or some Vaulted hero. You simply have powers. Power Corrupts. So therefore, Your power corrupts you. it is not your fault you are such an insufferable Bitch. There must be some way to remove it..and if you know so much, why dont you tell me what it is?

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Empress Velasia

“Steal my tainted powers and break my darkened soul. How romantically poetic.” I scoffed in a dangerously soft voice, the sarcasm bleeding through my cool façade.

“Glass can be broken. Bodies can be broken. Hearts can be broken. But I…I am the exception to every rule. I cannot.”

I arched my neck, glowering at him.

“For which, I’m afraid, you’ll have to take my word, since proving it would subject us both to an unnecessary amount of physical pain.”

My eyes twitched at the corners, as they took in every facet of his face.

“Don’t try to outsmart me…because I’ve already won. It’ll take time, but you’ll get used to the fact. Oh yes, one day that chauvinistic male ego of yours will heal and you can get on with your life. If you’re still alive after toying with me like this, that is.”

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He glared quietly at her*

You havent listened to a word I've said have you? I dont give a flying fuck that you are female. In the long and short of things, That doesnt matter. I consider you strong, woman or not.

If I Cant -break- you, I'd be perfectly content to bend you into a knot.

Let me pound a few facts into your parochial head. One, You're a Woman, You've got guts, brians and Strength, I respect you for all three, and I dont give a feck that you're a woman. Two, I dont have any intention of Giving up, no matter how much pain it causes me. I can deal with it. Three, you are not invincable, and That is a fact you should bear in mind before I bury this dagger in your heart, my personal wishes be damned. and Finally, If the pain wont do a thing to you, Prehaps lack of food and sleep will. I've a few other methods I've picked up from my travels that I could try as well.

I've been rather thoughtful up to now, You ought to thank me for not just slitting your throat at my first opportunity, but I believe in being thorough.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Empress Velasia

“I do believe you may be just as trite and boring as my childhood scholars.”

I stifled a melodramatic yawn, wondering just how far I could push this man.

“But where they had something of consequence to speak of, you seem to merely babble loquaciously at the joy of hearing your own grating tone.”

Lying perfectly still, I concentrated on the pain of the weeping cuts on my back, that were rapidly fading into a dull ache. Pain was a catalyst for my silent fury, fueling my sharp-tongued remarks that I laid down so generously upon my servants.

Blinking my eyes once slowly, I smiled curtly.

“Is being alone in a confined room with you one of your exotic torture methods? Because it works quite well. I may be, momentarily, begging you to slit my throat and put me out of my misery.”

 

[Lyonhart42]

Lorin

"Oh...I'm sorry I...I was lost in my thought"

Casualy looking them up and down, most certenly trying to be descreate about it.

Oh they'll do nicely, quite nicely

"I'm... I'm a traveler, and this is my first time in the city. I don't know my way, and the size of this place is kind of overwelming"