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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 21:23:17 GMT -5
Awoke and rolled over, almost rolling off the cot before she remembered where she was. Taking a moment to reorient herself, she sighed as her stomach rumbled, and decided she might as well eat. Halfway through the meal, she eyed the knife she held, turning it in her hand as she chewed.
Her eyes flicked to the door for a moment. She was not a prisoner hear, that had been made clear, and underlined by the promise that any Bastard who so much as looked at her without permission, let alone laid a finger on her, would lose the ability to even try to procreate. She was believed to be a Chosen, and treated as such, and as such was 'perfection', and not to be soiled. No, she was no hostage, but she had no intentions of leaving this place without her male, who most definitely was. Which meant to bring him with her required she grab any weapon she could find.
Once her meal was finished, she carefully concealed the weapon, while making sure it was still easily retrieved. She stood and made her way to Tohr's cell, hiding her limp and thankful that her memory was serving her well when she reached the familiar door, the guard glancing over at her then quickly away again. She gave a slight bow.
"Good eve, sire. I am here to give the prisoner another small feeding before I leave."
The guard glanced at her again, hesitating.
"I was instructed by thy leader. Wouldst thou disobey an order?"
Another brief moment, and the guard turned with a small grunt and unlocked the door, opening it wide for her. Inclining her head, she entered the cell.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 21:32:39 GMT -5
He had managed to prop himself against the wall, drifting between a blurred alert to a fucking numbing darkness. But even barely hanging on, sensed her and his nostrils flared at her scent, his body reacted to her presence and he lifted his head, eyes opening to blink and see her shape against the light from the door, only for the door to close and deprive him the vision. It had to be a dream, a welcome diversion once again from the torture.
Today he had been wondering if the feeding he had last night, the sweet taste of her blood in his mouth, its strength in his system has also been a dream. Croaked out, holding out a busted bloodied hand, "Autumn? If it is a hallucination, I welcome it."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 21:42:49 GMT -5
Unsure if the guard could hear them, she contradicted him as she approached.
"It is I, the Chosen, come to feed you again." She glanced to the door, but as ordered, nobody watched her. She placed a hand on the side of Tohr's face, whispering, "My poor nallum...what have they done to thee?" Carefully, she leaned forward and place the softest kiss on his forehead.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 21:45:24 GMT -5
His hands came up desperately as he shook his head, whispering, "No. You need to go leelan." Eyes darted to the door and then back into her beautiful gaze, "How did you come to be here? Did they capture you?"
He looked down at himself and sighed, "I've seen better days. And more fists than this." Gave her a weak smile and pressed his lips against her neck. "I am sorry I attacked you last eve. I just did not want them touching you. They are not worthy of a single drop of your blood."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 21:56:39 GMT -5
Smiling softly, she shook her head, kissing the pulse of his neck, cherishing every beat. "I am no prisoner, my lord. And verily, last eve you were the victim, as well, to thy bloodlust." She looked into his eyes. "No apology is necessary, sire." She whispered against his ear, "I would have no other but thee at my vein, nallum. Only thee, and thee alone. I have come to find my male, mine rahlman, and I shall not leave without him." She kissed his cheek and pulled away.
"Now, thou shalt feed. Please, drink of my vein, again." She lifted her her arm, palm up, to bite her wrist for him.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 22:26:22 GMT -5
A groan passed from his lips when the sweet scent of her blood hit his need and he rocked his hips, even in this shape. He needed her so badly, but he clasped her wrist and brought it up to his lips, only to lick the tear to close it "No. We need to go. There is no time and we can't both be weakened. To give me any strength would take too long. Feed me when we get home. In our bed, in our rooms."
Sliding up the wall, a growl of pain rumbling in his chest, he looked around and grabbed something that hung from the low ceiling and curled his lips in disgust. A spine. A fucking lesser spine. Xcor truly was insane. Nodded towards the door, "How many out the door leelan?"
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 22:37:42 GMT -5
Cringed at the sight of the spine. "Just one."
Then she remembered...and reached into her clothes.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 22:53:46 GMT -5
He took her hand and smiled that she had pocketed a knife as they walked to stand next to the door. Pulled her into a kiss, and then cracked open the door. Hefted the spine and when the guard turned, surprise showed for about a second and then the spine swung and clipped the guard in the temple. He swung it up and let it come down hard on the Bastard's head, a resounding crunch of both the spine and the male's skull sounded.
Stumbling, and hitting the wall, suddenly dizzy, dropped the spine and held out his hand to Autumn. "Come on, I think..." but was cut off when he looked up to see Throe. Put himself, though his legs felt like weak rubber, between Autumn and Xcor's right hand man and snarled, "Do not touch her. I may not hold long, but I am a Brother and you underestimate my fierceness for Mine."
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Post by Throe Bastard on Jun 10, 2012 23:08:09 GMT -5
*His eyes went to the female and then back to Hharm's. He had a female? But there was no mistaking the actions of a bonded male, and the scent of warning that filled the hallway confirmed it. He smirked* Interesting. *Glanced at the beautiful female* That explains why you found us. The Chosen Layla did not send you. *Shook his head and noted Hharm's weakened state* You know you can't do shit Hharm. I could yawn and knock you down.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 23:17:11 GMT -5
"True, he is weakened." she said as she lifted her chin, squaring her shoulders and stepping out from behind Tohrment, still doing her best to hide her limp. "But I am quite recovered from his last feeding." As Tohr protested, trying to pull her back, she smiled softly and kissed the ring on his thumb. "And I assure you," turning back to Throe, "I have been very well trained."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 23:23:25 GMT -5
He pushed up as tall as he could, muscles bunching and wrapping an arm around Autumn's waist, part for warning and part for needing her to support to stand. Shame washed first, then jealously and protection wrapped it all up as he met Throe's glare, "Try it. But come really close to blow on me, so I can enjoy it."
Curled his fingers into a fist with his free hand and kept Autumn against him, "My female means her words. You doubt both my strength, and I know you doubt hers. The Brotherhood is proud of its females for reason" spit out the word, "Bastard."
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Post by Throe Bastard on Jun 10, 2012 23:29:36 GMT -5
*Snorted* You know Hharm, for a male that was lucky to have his Sire rape a chosen, you are so close to being one of us. That one incident that caused you to be welped from her loins is the only difference. *Met the females eyes* You think he is a male of worth? He's a rape away from being just as unworthy as my brethren in the race's eyes. His father was worthless, and his son will someday prove to be the same.
He's already lost one shellan he should have protected and failed, he should be too shamed to chance losing another. Or be blessed with another. *He shook his head and reached into his pocket and tossed keys their way* There's a sedan parked outside. Through that door. *Throwing a thumb over his shoulder that direction*
Go. *Met Hharm's now stormy glare* Our debt, you letting me live after you captured me, is paid. We are equal.
*Looked at the female and shook his head in disbelief* We didn't know he had anyone. That is useful information.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 23:38:54 GMT -5
Catching the keyes, she narrowed her eyes fiercely at the Bastard. "You are twice wrong in your conclusions, sire. First, Tohrment is a male of worth. Verily, I have rarely---if, indeed, ever---seen his equal in all my time on this side. And second," stepping toward him to look him in the eye, "he does not have 'anyone'. He has No'One."
Turning to look into Tohr's eyes, she held her hand out to him.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 10, 2012 23:51:07 GMT -5
Taking Autumn's hand, his strength almost gone, faked it as they passed Throe and halted, meeting the male's eyes. "Even we may be. But your leader, Xcor?" Eyes went to the shattered spine on the ground, stopping the shudder at when the Bastard had sliced his back open to take his, Throe had stopped that as well. But it changed nothing. All was equal in war; both sides could lose it all.
"He will meet the end of my dagger. On his knees." reached out to press a finger against Throe's chest, "I vow and it shall be done."
Still holding Autumn's hand, but walking to keep his back against the wall, eyes darting down the tunnel, was very surprised to find they made it to the car. A warning sounded in his head, that car bomb and a set up was possible, but needed to trust that Throe had some honor for Autumn being a female of worth, as he fell into the car to collaspe in the back seat and realized, "Leelan? Do you know how to drive a car?"
Heard her nervous laugh and closed his eyes as the engine roared to life, darkness licking away his bravado."I trust you Autumn. Please take your male home?"
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 11, 2012 0:05:42 GMT -5
Shutting the door, she placed her hands on the wheel and looked down as her foot hit pedals, then turned to him, and gave a small smile, raising her brows. "Gas is on the left, yes?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 11, 2012 0:14:26 GMT -5
Chuckled, "Gas is on your right. Brake is on the left...and Autumn?" Reached up to put a hand on her shoulder, "I love you shellan mine. Ceremony or not." Darkness stole him as he passed out, but his hand remained.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 11, 2012 0:28:09 GMT -5
She smiled, making sure his seatbelt was buckled sufficiently, his hand staying put, regardless of her movements. And that constant contact kept any nervousness at bay. Kissing his fingers, she buckled her own seatbelt, then turned the key to start the sedan, and started driving, hoping she could find her way back to the mansion from...wherever they were.
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