Temporal Shift [Fedoras are always in style]

[Thaedael]

@Emily (it's always late in Thae's world no need to be sorry, pm a list of fetishes and turn offs to me at some point)

People dodged all around her, busy with their everyday schedule of life, the hustle and bustle of city life. Rounding the corner the lines in the underground were atrocious, every part of the terminal covered in standing people, waiting for the next train to come. Four quick successive chimes resounded throughout the station, "We regret to inform you that there has been a delay heading towards London-Center. We are sorry for the inconveniences". The displeased crowd murmured against the announcement, some of them throwing their brief cases down to use as temporary make shift seats.

The police were rampant in the crowd, looking through the crowd and pulling some people aside. One approaches Emily, finger extended towards her pointing, while a second policeman snaps a photograph of her.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire panics and struggles. "Uh, I don't need to be restrained. I'll listen. Please!" she says.

[Thaedael]

@Jason

Medea continued to talk, surrounded by the different branches of the governmental branches; city-gas, the downtown fire department, her hazmat team, medical staff, and police officers. One of the technicians opened the trunk of the vehicle, jumping out from inside with more safety equipment, before coming to stand next to Jason whom leaned against the vehicle.

The man in his late forties, balding hair that had become more salt than pepper. "Don't worry, Medea is always serious in these kinds of situations. It takes a.... special breed of people to put their lives in danger every day." he said with an all knowing and wrinkling smile, a twinkle in his blue eyes. He put his hand on his shoulder, before breaking off the contact, heading towards the hospital.

The hospital had completely been evacuated, temporary trauma rooms had been set up far away from the building opposite the street in a small park. Hospital beds were placed in little square formations, people bustling up and down the lines, already the field hospital was swamped from those that had survived the initial hour of the confusion.

There were military patrols everywhere, Jason catches glimpses of the asshole of the red-beret major cordoning off the hospital as he walked between similarly uniformed men. Medea returned to him, sighing while rubbing a hand through her hair, "Another day in the life of Medea" she said, before walking past Jason. She stripped from her suit it's white form dropping to her feet. Then she stripped further, dropping her pants and unbuttoning her shirt, a tight corset glistening in the sun, accompanied by lace panties. Jason would not enjoy the view any further, as she raced to put on tank top, stretching barely to cover her rack, and sweat pants over her legs, before stepping into the reflective fire proof suit.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

"Oh you will do a little more than just listen." said the more handsome one, producing a cigarette from his back pocket and placing it between his lips as he bummed up the leader for a lighter. *scritch scritch* the sound of the metal sparker producing a flame from the gases, lighting the cigarette. "You see little missy, men like us don't do this kind of job for the money, we do it for the people." he said as he circled towards he other end of the stone art piece. He sate behind her, grabbing her arms and pulling them above her head, as he slowly bent her back over the piece, her body laying prone against the cold hard stone of the contemporary bench. He place an arm on either side of her head, before gently placing the weight of his lower body on top of it, before bringing a hand to rest on his cigarette, taking a puff of it before blowing it in her face. The other two looked expectantly at Claire, as they begun to take of the various belts and tools of their trades, the guns already on the floor beside her.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire shivers as her skin touches the bench. She looks up at the man with fear in her eyes. As he blows smoke into her face, she coughs.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

Claire coughs under the smoke rings blown into her eyes, her tears welling up as they slowly begun to redden, stinging her eyes. "So now that you are in our custody it's time to see the assets." the leader said, rolling his unlit cigarette from side to side in his mouth using his tongue. He pulls a combat knife out from a sheath on his chest, using it to pick at the grime under one of his nails. He looked down at his fingers before looking down to Claire, "Can't have the woman who was acting suspicious with a child go unchecked can we?" he says rhetorically, before wiping the blade on the back of a sleeved forearm.

He leans in over Claire, sitting on her legs with his full weight, brandishing knife in hand. He grabs at the collar of her clothing, slowly pulling the fabric up and away from her breasts, sliding the knife in under the material, slowly cutting the material. A slow tear could be heard, the scratch of metal on cotton, a hint of her undergarments showing from the new low-cut of her dress, as the knife continued all the way down to her torso. He peeled back the outer layer, eying her breasts and stomach, a grin across his face.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire blushes. "Please stop now." she says as she tries to get out of the restrains.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

"After we just got started? I mean who knows what kind of weapons you might be packing" the leader says, grinning as he looks down at her along the length of his nose. He shifts the knife to her pants, slowly cutting away at the crotch of her pants, getting half done before frustrated. With a grunt he puts his knife back in his sheath, before splitting the pants in half, leaving only the legs intact, her undergarments exposed for the world to see, half naked, on the cool smooth stone of the bench.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire's face turns a darker shade of red. "No! Stop! Please!" she shouts and she squirms around.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

The girl tries struggling, coming under the resistance of the weight of two full grown men, one sitting on her arms, the other on her legs. The leader leans in face a hairs breadth away, looking into her red face. "Stop? Stop what? We are looking for weapons, or illegal contraband. What were you doing with that kid?" he said, playing with her emotions all the while. He slowly brought a hand to her breast, pulling her right breast from the cup of her bra, finally breaking any weak illusion they may have had going.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire continues to struggle. "No stop! I wasn't doing anything! This dying lady gave the child to me! I wasn't doing anything illegal at all!" she shouts.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

"So now there is a dying lady? What did you do? Stab her to abduct the child?" he said with a laugh. He cupped her breast in one hand, roughly squeezing and pulling at the mound of flesh, his thumb circling her nipple,trying to entice a reaction.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire screams out in pain. "No! I didn't do anything! I just found her in a store!" she shouts.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

The man sitting on her arms cover her mouth with his hands, hushing her, "Now now, can't have you screaming out our location, now can we?" he says, the smoke puffing from his lips as he speaks. The leader pulls her other breast from the cup of the bra, roughly squeezing and manipulating the sensitive flesh in his rough gloved hands.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire screams in pain. She tries to move away from the man grabbing her. The pain is unbearable and Claire starts to cry.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

"Oh look here gents, shes regretting her actions now!" said the leader, letting go of one breast to wipe away her tears, using the back of one finger. He rubbed it along her cheek, enjoying the look of terror on his prey, her will suitably broken for the task at hand. He got up and off the girl, fumbling with the zipper to his pants, allowing them to drop to the ground, an average length prick standing at attention. He looked down to her beautiful thighs, drinking in the sights before reaching for her panties.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire squirms around in panic. She tries to close her legs so he can't get to her panties. Claire tries to speak, but the sound is muffled by the hand.

[daxtinator396]

Dax lets the man`s cryptic words wash over him as he jumped away down into the Underground."Shit. I have to chase after this guy. He knows more than he`s telling." He thought to himself before trying to jump down in the darkness afyer him.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

The man forcibly pulls her legs apart, the torn legs of her pants falling down to her ankles leaving her lower half completely exposed, bar the panties blocking him from his goal. "God damn it Jenkins, hold her down harder." he said gritting his teeth in a face of frustration. The harder they struggle, the more fun it was, but boy did it take more energy and strength the leader thought to himself. He struggled to grip at the fabric of the panties, struggling to get it off.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire continues to squirm. She tries using all her strength to close her legs. She panics and bites down on the hand covering her mouth.