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Post by clouds just clouds on Sept 18, 2012 16:08:10 GMT -8
This room was large, the wall paper held the color of dried blood and the dirty carpet could be compared to bone. The difference between this room and a normal slave room was easy to spot, this room had compiled blankets that the occupants laid on with chains tying them to the wall behind them. Most of the occupants in the room were women, tied to the chains either sobbing or with the look of death on them because they knew their life was over.
In the middle of the room sat a sort of desk area with a long couch with desks on either sides, a computers on the desks and chairs too. Guards often sad on the couch or were on the computers, doing what ever for slave business on there. Though, some times the guards would get up, go to one of the women and either beat them, or rape them.
There were no windows in this room, no escape. A thick, large metal door stood at the very end of the room, but only guards went through there. By the door was a large metal cage where women stayed when there wasn't enough beds, but that was the best place to be in the room. There the men couldn't rape them as they please, there they were safe.
A 'woman' lay strapped to a bed. She had been lucky. For, well, escaping rape at least. The men would beat her for her rambling mouth, but after a few minutes, or sometimes hours, she would just start up again.
Blond hair was cut off at her shoulders, and she had green eyes. Though, her face was dirty and her hair was a bit greasy from being kept so long without a bath or shower. Her once, fine and beautiful pink dress was now filthy, torn and ruined.
A bow that once fitted her hair was long ago used to gag her, but that plan was ruined. At the moment, she just lay there, looking up at the ceiling, counting the cobwebs. Then she sat up, frowning. "Like, really. You guys, like... are really mistaken here." 'She' raised an eyebrow at the guards.
One of them groaned, stomping his foot. "Shut up you fucking bitch!"
"But that's, like, totally it dude! I'm not a--"
"Oh for the fucks of Gods!" The guard chucked an empty can of bear at the 'girl' hitting her straight in the head. Feliks let out a childish swear under his breath and looked down at his legs again, looking stressed and uncomfortable. Who wouldn't be in a situation like that?
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Post by Dina Doo on Sept 18, 2012 16:56:25 GMT -8
There just so happened to be two guards outside of the door. One was smaller, skinnier while the other was tall and made of pure muscle. "She won't keep quiet, that filthy bitch," the taller one growled, going to press his palm to his forehead in irritation. "For the love of dragon gods, she ain't even keeping quiet after beatings. Please, new guy, you go in their and train her."
It wasn't a question or a suggestion. It was an order.
The smaller guard nodded and turned towards the door. This guard wore a bandanna over his mouth even though he really had no reason to, though this gave many of the guards the impression that he was a mute so they never expected a word out of him. However, he wasn't. He just waited, listened.
The taller guard left and the smaller one opened the door and stepped into the room with a steady brown gaze. He walked over to the bed where the loud, obnoxious girl was seated on before he went to climb up onto it, maybe going to push her down onto her back, maybe.
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Post by clouds just clouds on Sept 18, 2012 17:02:50 GMT -8
This "girl" looked up in surprise. "What? I'm like-- totally serious! Seriously! Would you guys listen to me!? Like, I mean, I'm like---" Though the guard came in and pushed "her" down. Feliks felt his stomach melt as panic set in. "Come on! Like, seriously? This is, like-- ridiculous!" Fear widened his eyes anyways, his heart stopping. Feliks had been lucky so far, but was it really luck? How much would his life change when they figured out what he had been trying to tell them all along? That he was a man, not a girl. He just liked dressing as a girl. It was a hobby, go ahead and judge him. He like, totally doesn't care. Seriously.
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Post by Dina Doo on Sept 18, 2012 18:03:14 GMT -8
"Shut up," the guard growled quietly, only because there were probably no other guards in the room right now since he had been sent in there to deal with the 'woman.' He lowered his face so that it was closer to hers, going to press his legs against hers. "I need you to start causing a distraction," he whispered. "Do something that would bring more guards in here. I don't carry the keys. Trust me, this is your only way out." His words were very quiet because he didn't want anyone else to hear. "Do you understand?"
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Post by clouds just clouds on Sept 18, 2012 18:29:41 GMT -8
Feliks watched the guard in shock, then a smirk tilted his lips and he nodded. "I like... am really good at distractions." His green eyes lit up a little, in hope. Then, Feliks went to scream on the top of his lungs. "There's a rat! There's a rat! Help help!!! Help!!!!" Feliks screamed. "Oh Gods! What are you doing-- what!!!" He continued to scream then lifted his hand to pound his hand against the wall he was chained to.
"What the fuck is happening?" One guard muttered to the next, then they quickly raced into the room, a couple of them, shoving the door open to see what the fuck the short guard was doing.
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Post by Dina Doo on Sept 19, 2012 11:18:05 GMT -8
That was when the guard atop Feliks made his move. He was quick to jump off of the bed and even quicker to attack unexpectedly. No, he hadn't planned on betraying them so soon but he just couldn't stand watching the guards get away with the awful punishments they did. Even worse, he had almost been forced to do something like that.
Anyway, he tried to attack the guards but not with magic. He wanted this as clean as possible because once this place was in his control, the Resistance would be contacted and these men would be arrested. He tried to attack them swiftly and quickly using a peculiar form of material arts that centered around muscles and tendons. If a person was jabbed in a few specific places then they were down for the count, perhaps temporarily paralyzed.
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Post by clouds just clouds on Sept 19, 2012 14:43:53 GMT -8
They were completely surprised, not at all expecting to be attack. Quickly, they were down for the count, on the ground. Feliks sat up, smiling up at the guard who was helping him. Normally, he was greatly unsure of strangers, but this guy has to be his friend. "So-- you are going to help me?" Feliks gave a nervous smile up at him, then looked out to hear more guards wondering what had happened. Let's say, in all there were ten guards here, so two were down. Eight to go. Though, the other eight were dispersed away, maybe another was heading to come check out what happened.
Shadow can control them, if she likes.
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Post by Dina Doo on Sept 19, 2012 17:21:42 GMT -8
Now with all the guards coming after him, the short guard couldn't have possibly taken them all down in the same manner he had just taken some of the guards down. That would give some plenty of opportunity to give the guards the chance to attack or do something else to him. So, the smaller decided to use his magic though it was unwanted. Summoning his light magic, orbs of light started to float around him but the light intensified. They flashed brightly very quickly, which were meant to only temporarily blind the guards. Just the guards since he had moved the orbs outside of the room before making them light up and disappear. Some of the guards that had started to come towards him were down for the count, hands over their burning eyes.
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Post by clouds just clouds on Sept 19, 2012 17:40:23 GMT -8
Feliks closed his eyes at the light, even if it wasn't even in the room. Then he smiled brightly as if he were watching a movie. "Ahaahah!!!! I wish I could of seen their stupid faces~" He started laughing, smiling and tilting his head to the side. "Hey~~ Could you... you know, set me free~ I've been in this disgusting mess for far longer than I would of ever liked!" Feliks tilted his head, smiling brightly at Peter the small guard.
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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 9:52:41 GMT -8
Since Shadow was pretty sure Peter's light flair had temporarily blinded the guards, he turned and hurried about over to Feliks. He only had a few moments or so before the guards were up and after him again. "I obviously didn't start attacking the guards because I thought it was fun," Peter muttered and took out a knife so he could cut the bonds. Now, if he had been able to cut Feliks, then the disguised guard decided it would only be fair to help the other poor souls who were trapped there.
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