by Galaran » Thu Oct 02, 2014 11:30 am
Lyra gasps as the man slaps her, biting back a retort as a wave of hot anger flushes through her at the injustice of her situation.
"You are to be silent until addressed," He snaps, before turning his attention back to the guard, "How man times must I tell you people not to interfere with my work? Doing so only hurts the final product or makes it take longer."
She looks at the guards through the corner of her eyes and feels her heart skip a beat when they are dismissed. She averts her eyes as the man reaches out and clips a collar around her neck, a wave of revulsion threatening to overcome her. Now would be too soon to make a break for it; the guards might notice and she'd be treated to more of the same treatment as she had suffered at their hands.
The elf grimaces as she is forced to crawl into the cell, not incredibly frightened of the single man, but more worried about attracting the attention of the guard.
"Now," he starts, not looking her way as he 'walks' her to the bathroom, "You are here to learn your place, to learn what you are good for. Disobedience will not be tolerated."
Lyra rolls her eyes angrily, the events of the day working against her temper, but can't stop a wave of longing rush through her as the man begins to fill the bathtub with invitingly warm water; a bath would be sooo good...
Not needing a lot of prodding, she climbs eagerly into the tub and begins to wash herself off, wincing as she touches the spots where she was beaten.
"Your lessons will start after you are clean... you have wasted enough time with the guards."
She turns and glares briefly at the man as he says this, then averts her eyes, instead turning to look about the bathroom for anything... ANYTHING she could use as a weapon, or at least a vent of some sort, some way of escaping her obviously sadistic keeper.
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