Proerty is Possession [rae'vyn]

[Alicia Elsdragon]

When she awoke, Raevyn realised a number of things. She was standing. Against a cold hard wall. But she was chained, which is what was holding her up, and she was against a cold, hard floor and an equally cold hard wall.

Her body ached and she needed to relieve herself soon. The room she was in was bare, she figured, except for herself, the wall she was chained to and the man.....

The man who sat opposite her, watchin. As she felt the cold air breeze across her naked form, she realised that there was something very very wrong here. Well, hello lover he said, quietly. His voice was low and his physique was impressive. He looked at her naked form and he smiled a gentle smile.

His eyes, however, we quite insane.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Oww! Thumping, burning, searing pain flooded through her body. She wanted to do nothing more than crumple up into a small ball until it all went away. Slowly coming back, the pain hitting her first, then the cold. Cold? Why was it cold? It was warm outside, before she passed out. Rae’vyn had put it down to tiredness. Pestis? No, there were no bushes here. Mi’keh? He wasn’t around. Moving her arm slightly, the chink of chains causing her to snap her eyes open. Chains? Why? What?

She was naked and cold, her necklace gone, she could feel that much. Pulling against the chains, the eerie voice stopped her trying to escape for a moment. Turning her head slowly toward the sound of this voice. Rae could see a shape, a figure, a man, judging by the deepness of the voice and the broadness of the shoulders. Her blue eyes glowed coldly in the dim light, her head fuzzy, the same thought rushing through her head.

Not again.

Pulling on the chains, not expecting them to break, she glowered, the blue orbs now just a line of blue.
“What do you want?” Her hair covered her breasts as it fell over her shoulders. The venom in her voice cut through the air like a sharpened knife as she stared at this chuckling figure. The light in his eyes showing he was not all in his head.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

The man looked at her and laughed. gently and with a humour that appeared to be all his. He stood, then and moved over to her, taking her chin in his hand and squeezing her face, hard. What do I want? he rasped next to her well now, girl, you aren't clever for asking that are you? What if what I want is you? So fresh and about to burst. What if what I want is to hear you scream, hmmm? he looked at her and smiled a gentle, warm smile as he suddenly backhanded her across the face. Rae'vyn felt her head spin and saw stars dance in her vision as the blood flowed in her mouth. The she felt his hand gently caress her naked belly.

Oh, but what I want is more than your sex, child he purred at her I could pay five crowns in the street and get a whore who would please me more than you right now. What I want is that baby of yours. When that is cut from you, then we will sell you to a slaver. They will take you and sell you to someone who is interested in your worth for your looks and your body. That will be fine. But in a few candlemarks, that babe will be no longer yours to worry for. What say you there, girl? he asked, his face against hers, mere iinches form her and certainly close enough that she could smell his fetid breath.

Now.. the anaesthetic.. he said, and his fist rained once again on Rae'vyn's face.

And again

and.....

again.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Pulling her face away as much as possible, her eyes locked on his, Rae’vyn glowered still at this man. What a lunatic. That was one of the many thoughts that screamed at her inside her head. Rae’vyn just growled, a low tone in her throat, her teeth clenched together tightly and her lip slightly curled. The backhand snapped her back to her reality, her obvious anger blocking anything about her. Blinking away the stars, she struggled against his hand.
“Get off.” she said lowly, her eyes widening as he continued to speak. Take my baby? But it would die, it was not ready, she was only just coming to her sixth month.

Pulling at the chains once again, Rae’vyn hissed. “Taking it now would kill the baby, its not ready.” Rae’vyn didn’t know if this was true or not, but it was worth a shot. When the blows started to fall she managed to shout out between them. “What monster puts his prisoner to sleep when he wished to break her!” Spitting out the blood into his face as best she could, Rae’vyn would fight this man, she wouldn’t lose her child to this maniac.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

The problem, of course, with being chained down when someone twice your size is trying to hit you is that they are likely to succeed and you are likely to fall unconscious.

It took more blows than he had imagined it would. This one was obviously a survivor, he thought as he rained blows on her until she felt consciousness slip from her.

~~~~~~

It was nearly impossible to open her eyes, they were blackened and swollen. Her face, should she be able to see it was a collage of black and blue and purple.

This room, however, that Rae'vyn felt consciousness return to her in, this one was lighter. It was, or it appeared to be a medical facility of some kind. Rae'vyn was in a bed, sitting propped up on comfortable pillows. There were three other women in the "ward" with her. THey all shared one thing. THey were all pregnant, and quite a way along by the look of it.

One of them, older than the others, was watching Rae'vyn. They were all in beds, as she was, all sitting propped up in the same position. As the woman spoke, Rae'vyn realised that she could not feel her legs at all

You are in a medical ward of some kind the woman said, quietly. Her own face was the duller brown of older bruises that Rae would achieve in a few brightenings, but her shoulder held a new vivid purple which was not more than candlemarks old, Rae'vyn figured.

All four of the women were naked, none of them covered by anything. No blankets of any kind or modesty for these ones. You've been given a drug to stop you feeling anything in your body the woman said. She did not know more than that, but she knew how frightening it was to wake up here. i have been here five brightenings, I think. When I got here there were others, all like me, but they have been taken, one by one. He is keeping his stock moving, I would say. I am Mara she smiled at Rae'vyn, but her eyes were terrified.

If Rae attempted to move, she found that she was completely unable to. She was mobile only from her neck upwards, which was absolutely fine.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

No, she wouldn’t go back to the darkness, she had to stay awake, she had to fight. It was no good, darkness took her slowly, leaving her to be alone and trapped in her nightmares. No one would take her child before its time, no one.

Forcing her eyes open as best she could, pushing past the pain as she had trained herself to do so many times before, Rae’vyn moved her head slowly to look about where she was. Trying to move, well perhaps at least find where her legs had walked off to, Rae’vyn’s head snapped toward the source of the voice.

No, this was horrific, this was insane. Looking about the ward to see all those, battered and terrified women, their swollen bellies uncovered as if to show off these monster’s goals. Stock and one by one, Rae’vyn turned to look for the door, then for windows, then she placed every item in the room and created her picture in her head.
“Its nice to meet you, perhaps we should have tea some time.” Rae’vyn said, not chuckling but assuming her position when she had woke up. Biting her tongue and letting the blood roll out of the corner her mouth, Rae’vyn slowed her breathing so it seemed as if she weren’t breathing at all.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

The room that she was in had two windows, but judging by the fact that she could see another whitewashed wall through them, they were internal only. Doors. there was one at either end of the long rectangular room that Rae'vyn found herself in.

The woman looked at her as she suggested tea with an incredulous expression. Then she bit her own tongue and tasted the sweet copper of her own blood. Inside her, as she felt the blossoming pain trickle along her tongue, her baby moved gently, stirring in the midst of a dream.

The baby stirred, the blood flowed, and no one came. Rae'vyn lay, her breathing slow and shallow, but no one came. Since Rae'vyn did not have any skill in breath control, she did not have the ability to stay in this state for long, and so when, some candlemarks later finally someone *did* come in she was not able to still be breathing so shallowly any more.

The man who came in was new. Someone she had never seen, she knew that much. But he did not speak or look at her. He moved to the woman who had spoken to her, his hand falling to her swollen belly. She looked at him, fear in her eyes. He stroked her naked belly, then he smiled gently and cruelly grabbed her thigh, digging his nails into her until blood flowed from under his hand.

Judging by the look on the woman's face, she could feel it. Which was odd. But she did not scream and the man, a short and weasle-faced human with a shock of bright red hair smiled Good. Well done, whore. You are learning well, aren't you? Now... we have some more lessons to learn you and I. Say goodbye, whore He grabbed her by the hair and with her hair coming out in tufts, he yanked her off the bed, and pulled her from the room. She cried out as he did so and he laughed, dragging her paralysed and helpless body behind him.

Leaving just the four of them.

And another candlemark passed, the other women not speaking, not moving. As Rae'vyn started to think that maybe she could, say.. wiggle her big toe... the man returned. His hands were covered in blood to the elbows, but he carried with him a tray with syringes on it.

He injected the other three first, then got to Rae'vyn. No matter what state she appeared to be in, he spoke quietly, whispering to her as though he were her lover, so gentle and soft was his voice

If you fight, I'll cut you open. You know that, my pretty love, don't you? he said, and he moved to inject her in the leg.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Damn it! Rae’vyn cursed inwardly, returning her breathing to a normal pace and watching the doors, her eyes flicking occasionally to the windows. Knowing that one of the doors led to freedom, and possible a large amount of items that could easily converted into weapons in a few moments.

Snapping her head around to watch the man moving toward the woman who had spoken to Rae, she watched the pair, frowning at the woman’s pain, pain she shouldn’t be able to feel. Blocking out the screams, pushing the aside, Rae’vyn knew she couldn’t help that lady, but the others, perhaps.

Looking down at her toes, she concentrated hard, focussing all her energy and thought until her toe twitched. Her right hand twitched anyway, due to the mechanical skeleton and the magic that flowed through it. The man visited the other women and Rae’vyn turned her head to look at him, her face betraying nothing and especially showing no fear. His words phased her little, she had received worse threats against her person many patterns ago.

Watching the needle move closer to her leg, Rae’vyn coughed, hopefully causing him to look up at her for a split second, giving her time for her stiff shoulder to propel her arm across her form and grab his wrist and the syringe, forcing it deep into his thigh.
“Don’t scream, or I’ll kill you, now how do I get out?” She would say, squeezign the liquid into his body and watchng him to collapse paralysed to the floor.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

It wiggled.

The big toe wiggled. Just briefly, just a twitch, but it wiggled. That meant, in all probability, that the other little piggies could get moving any time now.

But she would not have time to find out right now, because the man came in. Bloodied up to his elbows with whatever horrors he had just performed.

The cough worked, he glanced and the stiff shoulder also worked. Her arm propelled across her.....

..... and there the plan did not go so well. Her hand hit against his, knocking the syringe to the floor and causing it to skitter across the room. He looked at her in shock as her hand fell, but she found that she could not now lift it back, as the muscles required to do that were simply not working.

And so the blood covered man looked at her, and very very calmly stepped back, picking up the syringe. He smiled at her as he stepped forward, using one arm to press down on the hand she had moved, ensuring that it was snared. Then, with the hand of that arm he grabbed her hair and held her head in place.

And the syringe he placed against her eye. And with a glint in his own that showed her that one movement and he would plunge it into her eye itself, he pressed the syringe down a fraction away from her eyeball. The pain was intense and exquisite.

THen, looking at her with an expression of almost serene insanity, he chained her arms to the bed. The cuffs were already there, and it meant that she was held in a most uncomfortable position, her arms twisted cruelly upwards and behind her.

Then, he took a very very sharp and nasty looking knife and spoke his first words to her.

Hello, pretty he whispered.

Then, there was nothing but pain.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Feth it. Rae’vyn’s eye widened a little, her limp arm draped across her stomach, the syringe skittering across the floor. Watching him step back slowly, Rae’vyn’s eyes narrowed. Great now she would be either hit, cut, or killed. Feth it.

The metal arm twitched under the pressure placed on the wrist. Her long blue black hair was used to pull back her head, her pride, along with her eyes, now this man would die most painfully. Ceasing all movement, the pain in her eye causing it to water awfully, blood no doubt mixed with the tears now. The blue went steely grey then red, her eye changing colour to fit with the blood sitting in its corner.

Trying to wriggle her metal arm out of the chain, her shoulder cracking as it sat in the cruelly twisted position, Rae’vyn growled at this man. The knife, she saw the glint, she felt the cool steel against her side and the hot slicing pain between her ribs, coming across her torso, just below her breasts.

Rae’vyn didn’t scream, she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction; instead she bit her lip until the blood trickled down her chin, countering the pain with another, quickly controlling the intensity of the pain. It showed in her eyes, how could it not, it really hurt.

Rae’vyn’s arm continually twitched, the chains cutting into her skin. She couldn’t truly feel this pain, but Rae’vyn concentrated on cutting away the flesh, all the way about her wrist, focusing everything on this task, hopefully she could tear away the flesh, allowing the claw to escape and slash out at this man. Gritting her teeth against the knife, Rae’vyn watched the maniac, her arm twitching frantically and blood tickling her arm as it rushed down.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

The fluid that he injected into her eye was something that made its way quickly, coarsing through her body. She felt it moving through her, felt each and every part of her completely numb.

He watched, calmly, as he cut her, his eyes watching hers and his expression hungry as she bit her own tongue. I like it when you bleed, whore he whispered to her, watching her and smiling gently.

Then, he walked away, moving away from her to cut one of the other women. After a few moments and some very high pitched screaming, he left. Rae was left in the position of being unable to feel her body at all.

Then, one of the women left, a small young thing, heavily pregnant, turned to Rae'vyn Are we going to die? What will they do with us? I can't be here... please... please she looked like she was about to get hysterical, and her thrashings of her head were causing her body to flop around. She ran the risk of falling off the bed, in fact.

ANd she was looking to Rae'vyn for answers.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

Her eyes moved painfully in their sockets as she watched the man move off to the other women. Closing them to try and relieve some of the burning pain within them, Rae’vyn collected herself again. Wiggle your big toe. Wiggle your big toe... Looking through painful eyes at her feet, Rae’vyn concentrated to the point where she could not hear the woman beside her. The bed creaked painfully under this woman’s weight and Rae’vyn’s voice snapped across to her, “Stop it, you will fall and kill your baby, concentrate on trying to move.” Rae’vyn once again collected herself, Wiggle your big toe.

Rae’vyn managed to have her head turn to the side and look at the woman, whose body had shifted rather close to the edge of the bed. Her brow knitted a little bit and Rae’vyn looked at her for a very long time. Turning away, Rae’vyn shook her head slightly. “How are my arms tied behind me? Are they attached to a ring in the wall, or on a hook? Or are they attached to a bed head?” Rae tried to twist her head around, finding it closer to impossible at this time. If the woman told her correctly, Rae might be able to fall off the bed and break whatever held the chains.

[Alicia Elsdragon]

The woman looked at Rae with amazement as she spoke so calmly. Then, almost in shock, it seemed, she spoke. Her voice now was quiet, dull and without life.

They are... they are attached to manacles which seem to be part of the bed. At the top of the bed-head itself

If Raevyn looked at the bed the woman who spoke was on then she could see that there was, in fact, manacles there, with unpleasant looking handcuffs and short chains. Rolling off would almost certainly pop her shoulder out of its socket at the very least.

The big toe would not, no matter what, wiggle.

So, things were, for the moment, quiet. Raevyn seemed to be faced with choices - to act, to not act. If action was the way to go, what form would it take? It could be as innocuous as speaking to the women in here, or it could be a full out escape attempt.

Whatever it was, the feeling of oppression was overwhelming, and there was no hope in this place. Inaction seemed like not a good move.

[Rae'vyn Kaldres]

With her eyes rolling skywards, Rae’vyn was glad her body was numb; the discomfort would have been ten times worse if she could actually feel her legs and arms. Looking at this woman, Rae’vyn closed her eyes for a moment, trying to work out how to get into a more favorable position, so she could destroy anything that threatened. Grumbling low in her throat, Rae’vyn let her mind slip back to what actually happened.

Mi’keh.

Her eyes snapped open, and she let out a slightly strangled scream of despair, no doubt startling the woman beside her. In her mind, Rae’vyn’s angle doubled, no tripled in the space of a few seconds. Who ever came in next, would bare the brunt of it.

[Mi'keh Shanicra]

A latch? That was it? After having found the secret mechanism that opened the door in the back of the cave Mi'keh had expected to find heavy steal doors with big locks which he could take pleasure in unlocking. Even the fact that the door was not locked annoyed him right now, his anger burning high around the calm centre of his mind where he had hidden himself in focus. Did the door even have a lock? Absentmindedly he checked it as he took his right hand off his sword, not realizing he had been grasping it, to open the latch that kept the door shut. The fact there was a latch on the outside of a door in a compound like this almost slipped past him like so many thing had done today, but right before he pushed the door open he noticed. Was this door supposed to keep someone inside instead of out? He didn't need the hint of Damnum and Pestis sniffing the doorframe and Pan nudging the back of his leg.

Rae'vyn

Without thinking a moment further, not thinking about the starving criminals or rabid beasts that could be in there, Mi'keh slammed the latch aside and at the same time bolted through the door, moving his hand back to his sword again. Only to freeze in shock at the sight of the room. There were beds all around him, and some had women chained to them, pregnant women. Horribly mutilated women. They were covered in bruises and cuts, their faces either twisted in a frozen reflection of the horrors they had seen, or just plain lifeless and empty. Was Rae'vyn one of these women? His eyes scanned the beds, one by one, until he saw her. The half-Elf could feel something swell in the back of his head as his eyes finally rested upon his wife again, as if he was one of his own forcebolts that was being channeled too much. He knew he should be scared of this feeling, of how his anger turned into hatred, fuelling something unknown. But for some reason he liked it, even as worriedness and tenderness rose the front of his mind.

It did not stop, this feeling in the back, even as he let go of the hilt of his sword and rushed forward, kneeling next to his wife's bed and taking her head into his hands gently, pressing her against his shoulder, feeling her close again, smelling her hair, hearing her breathe... thank the Gods for that. Two black noses, accompanied by two red tongues pressed their way past Mi'keh, sniffing Rae'vyn while wagging two tails. They too noticed something was wrong from the smell of blood, sweat, and pain that even the half-Elf had noticed. Softly the two wolves made sounds of nervousness and displeasure, as if they too were in pain. To Mi'keh it was no surprise that he could feel tears running down his own face.