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Offline Rhi-Rhi

That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!] [M/TW]
« on: September 20, 2015, 11:09:05 am »
[thread trigger warning: rape, torture, and violence.]

To say Esha wasn't scared out of her wits was an understatement.

She knew how the Rivideans treated their slaves, and the consequences for being outed as a spy would be especially gruesome. She wouldn't just be killed cleanly; no doubt, she would be made an example of, very publicly and very, very painfully. Her only consolation was that her group had done their research; they would be selling her to an older brute, a high ranked Carnotan "warmasta" that was harsh, but had since lost his taste for carnal pleasures after a brutal accident that had left him without a leg--and without his genitals. He still kept concubines, for they were visually stimulating at least and could tend to domestic chores. But they were something he hoarded like a dragon and kept to himself but could not have--but he also wasn't going to let anyone else have them, either.

It wouldn't keep Esha safe, for his temper was terrible, but it would at least be one less thing she had to worry about. The intergalactic slaver Esha was with, a bored human who had stakes in neither side of the war, had his orders. Sell to no one but the intended target. Intel had it that he was out today, looking for a new beauty to add to his collection.

They just had to find him. Wouldn't be hard. He stood out.

"Just keep your trap shut, missy," the slaver, Ben, said as they walked. "These guys are mean. Don't speak unless spoken to. Keep your eyes down," he added with a small jerk on the chain. Esha jumped, realizing she was staring at the sights around them and gawking like a tourist, and quickly locked her gaze on the ground.

"If you're given an order, do it. Fast. Without question. You're soft and pretty, and they like soft and pretty, but there's plenty of soft, pretty slaves to replace you. Don't forget that. You're expendable to them. And you get caught, you're dead. But not before they've made you talk. And they will."

Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods. Esha shivered as she walked, and not just because she was used to a far hotter climate--and was dressed for it, too, in her thin skirt, sandals, and midriff-baring top. Yet, despite the cooler air, she was sweating--perhaps because walking felt a little more laborious from the different gravity. Suddenly, the collar around her neck, connecting to the shackles around her wrists, felt especially constricting. What if...what if she couldn't do this? What if she wasn't as brave as she'd felt when she'd agreed to this crazy plan?

The brief glimpse she'd gotten of the world around her, at the other milling slaves, at the fierce, giant Rivideans, made her doubt herself. A lot. Her group had said they'd extract her once she got the information, or if she found she just couldn't do it, but what if they couldn't?

She felt a little dizzy, her breath coming too fast and heart beating wildly. No, she could do this. She had to...

And how many of those Feylini slaves were also spies?

Worse, how many weren't? How many were also on the enemy side?

"Just act good and obedient and let me do the talking," Ben said. "After that, it's all you."
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #1 on: September 20, 2015, 03:45:53 pm »
Indeed, the auction yards at the Rividean spaceport of LaunchPadd were alight with activity that day. Not only with ben's shipment,but an entirely new shipment of terrified Feylini slaves was being brought in that day.

Rivideans of all shapes and sizes were bustling about, looking for slaves to buy, skulls to crack, or goodies to snatch. The sounds of auctions were all around them, with boisterous auctioneers yelling prices into microphones and buyers clamoring with valuable pieces of scrap and coins made of precious metals. It was chaos. Smelly, loud, and violent chaos. But Esha wasn't destined for these minor auctions. No, choice goods like hers? She was going up onto Da Big Stage, where the best slaves were offered to only the most discerning customers.

With her acute ears, she'd be able to hear a few comments and bits of conversation, like:

"Choice cut, dat one. Prolly' gonna grace Da Big Stage. Not fer long, methinks."

and:

"Heard Da Unmortal's in Launchpadd."

"He buyin' longears?"

"Heard ol' Peg-Leg's comin' to town. LaunchPadd's Da Unmortal's turf."

"Dat'll be fun."

And so on and so forth.

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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #2 on: September 20, 2015, 04:20:01 pm »
Esha could hardly make any sense of what she heard. Da Unmortal? Peg-Leg? Well...Peg-Leg must be her, ah...man.

She stole a quick glance up at Ben, wanting to speak, wanting to ask him so many questions, but she'd lost her opportunity. She looked back down at the ground ahead of her again and willed herself to calm down. Just...calm down. It would be okay. She was going to Peg-Leg, and that was about as safe as she could be in a place like this. If she kept her head down, she could just do her job and get out. The sooner, the better.

It didn't calm her nerves much, though. What if...what if this Warmasta got bored of his slaves and ate them, too? She'd heard some Rivideans did, but...

Calm, Esha. Be brave.

They finally came to a quieter place in the auction block--well, quieter for Rividea. Here, the stages looked better kept, the slaves she caught sight of out of the corner of her eye in better condition, and even the Rivideans looked less scrappy. More powerful. There were far more Carnotans here, which made her shudder; they were so huge, each inch of them deadly.

And then, a quick glance up and she saw Ben was leading her to Da Big Stage.

The last auction had just finished up, and Ben spoke briefly with the Carnotan running the show before returning his attention to her.

"The mark's in the crowd, just do what I said," he whispered to Esha quickly, her sensitive ears picking up what another person wouldn't have. And then Ben smiled lewdly to cover it up and gave her bottom a smack that made her squeak.

"Make me rich!" he told her for all to hear, before he handed her leash off to the auction runner.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #3 on: September 20, 2015, 04:55:28 pm »
The auction runner was lean, shifty looking Raptian with bottle-bottom goggles and an armored leather coat that  attempted to show off whatever muscle he had. He took her leash into his claws, and pulled her closer. This Raptian in particular was just an inch taller than her. he smiled at her giving her a nice view of his set of golden fangs.

The trader licked his teeth, and snatched her wrist up in one of his claws. He looked at her arm, then at her face, and then forcefully grabbed her cheeks to force her mouth open, peering into it for a few seconds.

"All her teeth..." he muttered to himself, and then he glanced up to her ears. Smiling, seemingly satisfied with his work, tugged her out onto the stage. A lowly looking Parasorian handed him a microphone, and he snatched it up, hissing for the servant to get off the stage afterwards.

"Right then, lads!" the Raptian said, and then lifted the microphone up to his lips.

"Dis fine piece is Choice Cut, so if you ain't got da scrap or da gold, clear out!"

A few members of the crowd left, grumbling, leaving only the elite there, all staring up at her with hungry eyes and grinning mouths.

"Nice, able cut we's got 'ere. Got all her teeth, got healthy bones!"

He yanked on her chain so that she stood sideways.

"And just look at dat ass o' hers! Who wants 'er?"

And immediately, the clamor for a bid started. The Raptian turned his sole focus to the crowd, to try and pick out the best offer.

Offline Rhi-Rhi

Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #4 on: September 20, 2015, 05:07:13 pm »
Esha felt sick, being handled like a piece of meat like that, but she kept her mouth shut even as she trembled. She didn't have to fake fear and submission--she was glad she'd emptied her bladder before they'd landed, or she might be having an issue right now! But Ben was there. It was his job to only accept bids from Peg-Leg, and close the auction once sold to him.

Didn't mean she was any less freaked, though! It was one thing to agree to the mission before being in the thick of it, easy to be brave when she was back home. Now that she was here, getting examined by a predator, and then made to turn this way, her "assets" shouted out to the crowd...

It was utterly dehumanizing.

She wanted it to end already, before she lost her nerve completely.

And then, suddenly, a booming voice rang out, calling out a price that must have been impressive judging by the Raptian's reaction. A quick sideways glance, and she caught sight of a Carnotan.

A Carnotan whose weight was pitched just to the side, favoring his right leg.

Peg-Leg?

Thank gods!

Hurry up! Close the deal! she silently begged, her face hot with mortification. Even though she was still clothed, and in her usual get-up, she felt utterly exposed in front of all those cold eyes.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #5 on: September 20, 2015, 05:43:44 pm »
Peg-Leg's voice certainly did seem to quell the place up a bit, because even though LaunchPadd was somebody else's turf, Warmastas were Warmastas, and their voices carried weight, no matter who they were.

Peg-Leg's prime days, however, were behind him. Not only was he a bit on the old side, but his namesake peg leg meant that he hadn't fought in years. Another old warlord, growing fat and retiring, but still finding ways to terrorize the world.

"I'll give you two canisters o' nitro an' a Warbike!" Peg-Leg called out, and the crowd fell silent. It was quite the solid offer. The most solid offer the Raptian'd gotten all day. The Raptian slaver looked over to Ben, and then to Peg-Leg, and held one of Esha's arms up high.

"SOLD!"

The crowd groaned, but nobody dared challenge Peg-Leg. The Raptian lowered Esha's arms, and pointed to Peg-Leg.

"Come on up and claim your prize, Warmasta!"

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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #6 on: September 20, 2015, 07:47:49 pm »
Thank the gods! Esha let out a small sigh of relief, which felt strange considering the circumstances--to be relieved that she was sold to a monster!

But the relief was small, for when Peg-Leg stomped up to claim her, she still couldn't help but shrink back from him in fear--for he was huge and mean looking, and though his castration saved her from some abuses, it certainly didn't save her from all. Still, she kept her eyes low as Ben as directed her to do, ready to follow his order--

But he gave none. Taking up her leash and tossing the auctioneer his money, he gave her leash a yank and dragged her off the stage.

Quite literally.

"C'mon," he grunted while she struggled not to fall over, gasping and flailing, though with her hands tied together she had no way to balance herself. She toppled over to her knees, and he growled and yanked hard at her leash, pulling her up by it while she gasped for air. "Get up!" he snarled.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #7 on: September 20, 2015, 08:11:18 pm »
Quickly, the Raptian took the payment order, and bowed at Peg-Leg.

"Most gracious, Warmasta. Thank you," he said, and looked back to Ben with a smile. Two canisters of nitro and a Warbike didn't seem like much, but when the value was converted into Ben's cut of the spoils, it was quite the rich bounty indeed.

"Make way! Make way!" a loud voice came, thundering from past the crowd. It was a panicked looking Steggadonian, an odd sight, since there weren't many things that could panic a nearly seven foot tall creature. In the distance behind him, the crowds attending the auction yards could be seen parting, along with a choking cloud of dust.

The Steggadonian was wearing some sort of crude plating over his chest, and mounted onto his back, was a banner.

"Make way for Da Unmortal! The Masta of Disasta!"

Peg-Leg's arm fell to his side, loosening the slack on Esha's leash. Hesitantly, the massive Carnotan took a few steps back.

Behind the Steggadonian crier, a sinister looking black car pulled up, mounted onto monster-truck tires and spewing smoke from an array of belching exhaust pipes. Mounted on the front of the car, there was a skull.

Not Rividean, but Feylini.

"Wheelman of Da Hare Krushinya! Stompa O' Dreams!"

The car came to a stop. Peg-Leg wasn't quaking in his boots, but he didn't look all too eager either. The crowd parting to make way for the gigantic car all fell to their knees, and threw up salutes at the vehicle. The driver side door opened.

"I GIVE YOU: GREAT WARMASTA SUPREEM SKERRONDUS VON TEEFGRINDA!"

And with that, Skerrondus stepped out of his vehicle, fully armored (save for his helmet) and looking pissed. Skerrondus had some kind of a cross between a sword and a chainsaw strapped to his hip.. He looked around at his kneeling subjects, and then up at Peg-Leg.

"Ya made a big 'ol mistake comin' 'ere, Peggy!" the warlord called, his powerful voice silencing anybody who was still speaking.

"This is MY turf!"

Offline Rhi-Rhi

Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #8 on: September 20, 2015, 11:59:41 pm »
Oh...NO...

That...that did not look good.

If the one that had her was a Warmasta, and this new one was a Warmasta SUPREEM, now, Esha was no expert about ranks and titles even though she'd been given a rudimentary education concerning Rividean ones, but...but she knew "Warmasta Supreems" outranked Warmastas.

She also knew that Peg-Leg did not look so confident anymore.

She also knew that vehicle looked ominous.

Esha couldn't help it; she looked, wide-eyed, at the smoke-spewing abomination that rolled up, her eyes falling on the skull in growing horror and recognition. A Feylini skull, gods. Worse still was the growing tension in the air--and the way everyone dropped to their knees.

Everyone but Peg-Leg.

Oh GODS...

Esha was on her knees, having fallen back on them when Peg-Leg loosened the slack, and with everyone else kneeling, she saw fit to stay right where she was when that huge, wicked-looking Carnotan stepped from the hell-vehicle. Her ears went back in fear, her body shivering, and she bowed her head and tried to make herself look small and inconspicuous, even though as a Feylini she stood out like a lamb among wolves.

Ohhhhh no.

Peg-Leg had encroached on territory that wasn't his.

This wasn't good. This wasn't good for any of them.

And silently, she found herself begging Peg-Leg to move, to hurry up and leave and take her with him before this got violent.

Because from the looks of it, it might.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #9 on: September 21, 2015, 06:40:43 am »
Even if Peg-Leg had the spinelessness to run, where was he going to go? Everybody in Launchpadd served Skerrondus, along with everybody else as far as the eye can see. Skerrondus owned a massive tract of land, and LaunchPadd sat smack-dab in the center of it.

The way that he stood simply exuded dominance and confidence, and it was clear that from the way everybody seemed to quake in his presence, that he was the boss around here.

Peg-Leg pulled Esha closer, clinging to his worldly possessions, but Skerrondus only spared her a cursory glance before he turned his eyes back to the aging Warmasta.

"This is da last time ya set yer old carcass in MY land, Peggy!"

Somewhere in the crowd, a Parasorian called out "Throwdown!" and soon enough, it turned into a chant that the entire crowd was repeating. After a few moments, he raised a fist, and the crowd fell quiet.

"Warmasta Ferdus Killjurned The Peg-Legged, I challenge you to THROWDOWN!"

The crowd exploded into cheers, and soon, Rivideans from all around the auction yards were flooding in to see what was going down. Before Peg-Leg could accept or refuse, Skerrondus let out a terrifying roar, and charged towards the stage, leaping up onto it in a single leap. Pyrotechnics on the stage shot out gouts of flame, usually reserved for performances, and the crowd cheered.

"Come on, then, Peggy. Let's dance!"

Offline Rhi-Rhi

Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #10 on: September 21, 2015, 10:39:07 pm »
With a hissing snarl of his own, Peggy shoved Esha out of the way and tossed the leash to Ben, who was still loitering as his own payment was sorted. Then, with a snap of his tail, he rounded on Skerrondus with a bellowing roar and charged.

Esha, meanwhile, did the smart thing and got down off that stage fast, practically tripping over her own feet as she scrambled down the stairs with Ben, who also did not want to be in the line of fire. The Raptian was also there, but he was watching the fight and shouting out his own encouragements with the crowd, their roars and cheers drowning out all else and making it difficult to even hear herself think.

Esha shot Ben a panicked look and grabbed at his sleeve. "What now?" she hissed, and looked to the stage with her ears laid back and eyes wide. There was no way Peg-Leg was going to win this. That much was obvious to her. He was slower, older, and crippled, his balance off, and he was not nearly as enthusiastic going in as the younger, larger, and quicker one was. Peg-Leg was going to lose, and lose badly, and then what?

...No, actually, she didn't want the answer to that.

"Looks like there's been an unforeseen complication..." Ben only muttered in response, his own eyes on the match.

"I realize that! I mean, what...what do I do now?"

"To the victor goes the spoils."

At her horrified look, Ben grimaced, but didn't look away from the match. "Look, whatever happens, just...hang in there. I'll report to your people. They'll get you out, I'm sure."

He was "sure"!

"No, no, we need to go back," Esha whispered back, still clinging to his sleeve. "Please, they're not paying attention right now, we could do it! Ben, please, he's going to lose!"

"No time. It's too late. This match was over before it begun. Just remember what I told you."

Esha looked from him back to the fight and felt sick, was certain she'd run if she wasn't chained, even if it would have been suicide.

Silently, she prayed for the underdog.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #11 on: September 22, 2015, 12:35:43 am »
Indeed, it seemed old Peggy was destined to finally lose the rest of his life.

Skerrondus met his charge head-on, and when the two titans collided, sparks flew from their armor and there was the audible sound of flesh colliding. The crowd threatened to spill onto the stage with their enthusiasm, and bets were being exchanged.

Funnily enough, the Raptian slaver seemed to be the one mediating.

The two exchanged blows for a few moments, but in that sense, Skerrondus seemed to have the unanimous upper hand. Peg-Leg's blows fell on Skerrondus' heavy armor with little to no effect, while the younger, faster, and more violent Carnotan returned each blow twicefold with his gauntleted fist.

Then, disaster.

Peg-Leg swung high at Skerrondus' unprotected head, and he blocked it by raising his arm and catching Peg-Leg's forearm with his own. Grasping Peg-Leg's head, Skerrondus gave the older warlord a brutal headbutt that sent him reeling. Always one to capitalize, Skerrondus delivered a brutal low kick, and snapped Peg-Leg's good leg sideways. Howling in pain, he fell, and Skerrondus grabbed his Peg-Leg. With a sound that could only be tearing metal and flesh, Skerrondus ripped Peg-Leg's peg-leg clean off, and when the older warlord raised his hand to signal for mercy, Skerrondus only used his newfound club to shatter his wrist with a savage blow.

The force put Peg-Leg onto his back, and by this point, he was a beaten, bloody mess, barely able to move. Skerrondus dropped the bent peg-leg onto the ground, and drew his chainsaw sword. He raised it up high, revving it for everybody to see.

Flames shot out of his sword's exhaust pipes, and before Peg-Leg could even try and beg for mercy, Skerrondus thrusted the revving blade up through his jaw, spraying the immediate area in blood. Peg-Leg's limbs twitched wildly, but quickly fell still. Skerrondus pulled his blade up, and split Peg-Leg's head in two.

Then, silence.

"Don't you ever let me catch you 'round 'ere again," Skerrondus purred, inaudible to the crowd, but Esha was close enough to catch it with those ears of her. It seemed he took a distinct pleasure in brutally murdering what was (by Rividean terms) a helpless old man.

Skerrondus stood up, his front covered in blood, and turned to the crowd. He raised his arms and bellowed victoriously, and the crowd went absolutely wild.

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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #12 on: September 22, 2015, 09:29:09 am »
Despite herself, Esha screamed.

She screamed when Peggy's leg was ripped off in a torrent of blood, and again when she looked up at exactly the wrong moment, when she heard the revving of an engine--and raised her eyes just in time to see that blade go through Peg-Leg's jaw. She turned away, hiding her face against Ben's arm, close to vomiting but too frozen even for that. He'd killed him. Not just killed him, but brutally; she hadn't seen everything, she couldn't watch, but she'd heard everything and that was just as bad, if not worse; her imagination filled in the horrible blanks her eyes missed.

He'd brutally murdered him, and enjoyed it, purring out those sick words to a dead man.

"Please, Ben," she begged again, but he only shook his head.

"He already saw you," he said. "He saw you were Peg-Leg's. I'm sorry, girl, but I can't."

Shaking with tension and fear, vision blurred with frightened tears after witnessing a bloody slaughter, Esha finally lifted her head to look at the brute. He was covered in blood, and more of that blood was now running off the side of the stage. Peg-Leg...

She kept her eyes averted from his body.

Maybe he'd forgotten about her. Maybe. She hoped he did, after a fight like that. She didn't know anything about this Carnotan but what she'd just seen, and what she'd just seen told her everything. Murdering a pitiful cripple. A Feylini skull on his vehicle.

"He'll eat me," she whispered, throat tight. "I can't do this."

"You have to, now."
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #13 on: September 22, 2015, 10:15:43 am »
Skerrondus basked in the bloodthirsty adulation of the  crowd, and as the pyrotechnics on stage raged on. As he revved his sword, bloody gobbets spattered onto the stage, and he hyped up the crowd by throwing up his arms again.

Sickeningly enough, his teeth were gleaming steel.

Skerrondus looked down to the Raptian slaver, and the scumball scurried up the stage to his side. Skerrondus took the microphone away from him, and his powerful voice echoed around the auction yards.

"LaunchPadd!"

The crowd reacted with cheers.

"Let dis example teach you! Nobody cuts inna GeerKrusha businiss! We will krush you! Grind ya inna dust! Your things..."

Suddenly, his eyes were on Esha.

"Dismantled! Bring up the slave!"

Knowing what was going to happen, the crowd's eyes fell on Esha, and cries of encouragement fell towards Skerrondus.

"Crush her!"

"Gut her like a fish!"

"Rip and tear!"

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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #14 on: September 22, 2015, 10:38:51 am »
Oh gods, no.

Esha's short nails dug into Ben's arm through his sleeve, her grip was so tight and desperate, and he looked down at her with a brief "oh shit" look. This was also not part of the plan, and they had no backup one, not for something like this. With a grim look up at the stage, Ben took a deep breath and drew away from Esha.

"C'mon," he said, and gave the leash a tug. But Esha couldn't walk. Her limbs had locked up in terror as she heard all that horrible chanting, calling for her blood spilled and flesh ripped, and she toppled to her knees and grabbed at the leash with her hands, shaking her head desperately and letting out a choked sob.

"N-no, please, please...!"

Of course, her cries fell on deaf ears. Ben grabbed her instead, tossing her over his shoulder like she was weightless, and ascended the stairs like he was hauling her to her execution--and he very well might be. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he swung her back down and onto the ground, where she crumpled as her shaking legs gave out. There was blood everywhere; inches from her knees, there was a thick, congealing puddle with bits of flesh. Esha covered her mouth with her bound hands to keep from gagging, then stared up at Skerrondus--before she remembered Ben's words.

Heart feeling like it could explode, she quickly bowed low, kowtowing until her forehead pressed to the stage.

Ben, standing just to the side of her, offered the leash out to Skerrondus. "Great Warmasta Supreem," he said with a deep bow. "I'm sure you can agree from looking at her that this slave is prime meat. It would be a waste to gut her here--especially since ol' Peg-Leg never had her." He gave a small shrug. "Nor anyone before him."
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #15 on: September 22, 2015, 10:59:33 am »
Skerrondus gazed down at Esha, idly fingering the engine trigger on his sword. He was itching for blood, that much was true, and Ben's words incited a very certain reaction in the warlord.

Rage.

His eyes shot up to Ben, and he stepped forwards. Ben was only tall enough to come up to Skerrondus' chest, and was certainly at his mercy at the moment.

They both were.

"Don't flap yer gums at me, pinkskin. Open that runt mouth o' yers one more time, and I'll remove your tongue."

He returned his attention to Esha, and took her leash and yanked her up onto her feet. Clasping a hand around her neck, he tilted her head about, and gave her a looking over.

Offline Rhi-Rhi

Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #16 on: September 22, 2015, 11:07:27 am »
Wisely, Ben shut his mouth and bowed low, deep and respectful. He was trying to keep Esha alive, not get them both dismembered. Either way, it was officially out of his hands; Esha's fate rested entirely in Skerrondus's clawed hands, now.

Yanked to her feet, Esha gasped and would have crumpled again were it not for the hand gripping her neck. A hand that could just as easily snap her neck with a single flick. She snapped a brief look up at his face before jerking her eyes away, her breath coming out in short, panicked bursts. But she didn't speak. Even if it wouldn't have been entirely pointless to beg for her life, she couldn't have gotten the words out if she'd tried, not when she could scarcely breathe through the haze of fear.

She knew he was deciding her fate. And she knew she could just as easily wind up a mess of mangled flesh, sprayed out all over the stage.
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #17 on: September 22, 2015, 11:21:26 am »
At first, Skerrondus seemed not all that interested in Esha, focusing on her face, the fullness of her cheeks, and the roundness of her eyes. Taking the thumb-claw of one of his bloodied hands, he drew a faint scratch down her cheek, and then held her further away from him.

Eyes wandered downwards, and when they came back up, he grinned.

"Not a bad cut..."

His tongue passed over his gleaming teeth, and he abruptly dropped her.

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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #18 on: September 22, 2015, 11:50:39 am »
Esha yelped when he dropped her, and landed on her bottom with a pained grunt. Her hands went to her neck, rubbing where he'd gripped her and then feeling at the shallow scratch on her cheek, wet with the blood he'd smeared there. Not a bad cut, he'd said. Oh gods. He was talking about her like a slab of meat, looking at her like a meal he was ready to consume.

The crowd was still shouting for violence and death, and she found herself staring at his bloody chainsaw-sword.

Let it be quick, she prayed, feeling dizzy as she huddled there at his feet and made herself small. Her ears went back, her heart loud in her ears and tears hot on her cheeks. Gods, I'm so sorry. I failed. Failed not an hour in...
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Re: That which yields is not always weak. [glooob!]
« Reply #19 on: September 22, 2015, 02:11:40 pm »
Skerrondus looked down at Esha, hefting his chainsword onto his shoulder and gazing down at her. He grabbed her hair, and pulled it so that she looked at him. Now that he wasn't bellowing or yelling, his voice took on a more sinister quality. It also seemed to come out much more understandable. Perhaps he was more than just a raging brute.

"It's your lucky day, Longear."

He looked to the Raptian, and beckoned him over. He clambered onto the stage, and threw himself at Skerrondus' feet

"Load her onto my Wartruk," he said, and put the microphone back to his lips.

"I ride for Da Kasm, now! If I catch any Helldiva runts around 'ere, they suffer da same fate as old Peggy!"

 

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