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Post by Vyn on Jan 19, 2008 20:45:29 GMT -5
Cecilia stepped smoothly from the pub, sparkling like the jewel she was as the moonlight caressed her delicate form. Yet unbeknownst to her, someone was waiting for her in the shadows. One moment she was laughing, waving to her 'fans' as she danced out the door, and the next there were large rough hands upon her, grasping roughly at her dress and forcing her toward the alley behind the pub. As the moonlight was eclipsed by the tight walls of the filthy alley, Cecilia was abruptly spun and slammed into the wall; giving her a chance to see her attacker. A large bipedal canine loomed over her, as filthy as the alley around them and grinning maniacally. He was as high as a kite and drunk to boot, his eyes glazed as he loomed before her. "Drevden!" She gasped aloud, recognizing the bum as a previous client. "No money, no fun! I told you already!"Acting as if he hadn't heard a word she said, the junkie drew in closer and reached out to grab her dress only to receive a rough slap across the face instead. The bipedal stumbled back in surprise, grasping the cuts left by her long nails and giving her a brief chance of escape: she took it. She could barely retrace her steps out of the alley but she didn't make it far before Drevden's hand roughly grasped her arm. The angle of his grasp tugged at her bindings, pulling the rings in her ears so that she cried out in pain. "A-Ahh! I s-said no!" |
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Post by Satra on Jan 20, 2008 1:48:21 GMT -5
Heilyn slunk along the streets in her animal form. She was a ten now, and so excited. Soon she would send a letter to the Court of Hearts soon to become a Jack... Damn, it was a nice night. Clear, slightly warm, and no one else was out (strangely enough). She would have a nice, moonlit stroll by herself. The thought made her smile. Then she heard a noise coming from the alley near the bar. A young woman... she sounded awfully distressed. "No money, no fun! I told you already!" the sound of a slap and a small struggle and some jingling followed, then: "A-Ahh! I s-said no!"[/i] Heilyn looked around and sighed. Honestly, where were other people when you actually needed them? She really had no interest in helping out what seemed to be a whore, but she just couldn't just let something too awful happen. She went to the mouth of the alley way. "The lady said no, good sir," the lighting from the street gave only her figure in a silhouette as she entered the alleyway, slowly, gracefully, shifting into her bipedal, as she walked forward. She smirked. She loved playing the theatrics. "I highly suggest you comply," she said in a low, threatening growl as the light from a window illuminated her from the front, mask visible and light casting a glare off the lenses giving her a slightly haunting appearance. Alright, it was downright macabre as it gets without gore. She controlled her power of making her aura more frightening as to not scare the girl too much, as she wasn't the target. The canine's ears went back. He more than the doe could smell that... odor... His eyes went wide as he let go of the deer, this illusion made more frightening with the assistance of the drugs he was under. Using the shadows to her advantage, she swiftly ducked into one and rushed the canine, seeming to suddenly appear in front of him, then knocking him out in a blindingly fast strike. Thank you, Mother, for teaching me so well, and thank you hands for being wonderful, period. She looked up to the girl. "You ok?" she asked. Well aren't I just a big fscking hero? |
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Post by Vyn on Jan 20, 2008 2:54:03 GMT -5
Cecilia had been raped countless times in the past and by all sorts of disgusting strangers. It was something she was well accustomed to by now and which she should have resigned herself to long ago, but from time to time...she simply didn't want to have a filthy bastard feeling her up!
Struggling was made exceptionally painful thanks to her bindings but she wasn't about to give up! Not until she heard that voice speak up behind her and...that smell. Her nose wrinkled slightly to the scent of it, disgust building in her gut, but Drevden obviously got the worst of it. The intoxicated canine gagged heavily on the stench and his own fear, letting out a desperate yelp before turning tail and bolting down into the filth-caked shadows of the alleyway.
He had abandoned Cecilia to the unusual coyote looming behind her but anything was better than that penniless jerk who'd just tried to molest her! Abruptly she spun about, ignoring the scent and the oddity of her 'hero' and tossed herself into the female's body. Despite her righteous anger, fear was coursing through her body and...something else. A familiar burning was springing up within her, causing the doe to shiver against the coyote's body.
"Oh thank you! I don't know what he would've done if you hadn't shown up!"
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Post by Satra on Jan 20, 2008 3:14:08 GMT -5
Heilyn let out a small "mmrf" of surprise as the girl threw herself at her. She deactivated the fear-inducing magic she'd let out just a moment ago. This was... unexpected... She awkwardly pat the girl's head.
"It's... uh... ok. You're alright..." was her sad attempt at comforting the girl currently buried in her chest. So far there was only one person who was enjoying that part of her so closely. She figured Seth wouldn't mind sharing for the moment. She took a guilty pleasure in the girl in this position, not really feeling uncomfortable that she was vulnerable.
"Would you like me to walk you home? You'll probably be safer there." Goodness, the girl was pretty. It was ironically hilarious that so few whore were. So many of them were just desperate, much like their clients. A high-class whore, then? If so, she was probably free of disease... Don't even think it came a thought, shooting down the previous one. She continued to pet the girl's head, loosening up and being a better... uh, bosom buddy. You're such a closeted pervert, Heilyn, scolded a voice in the back of her head.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Jan 20, 2008 12:39:49 GMT -5
Ezekiel hummed as he made his way to the bar. He honestly wished he had something better to do, but hell, he had picked up quite a man not too long ago. If he had a night like that again, all the better. With a slight bounce in his step he made his way past the alley. He stopped and took a few steps backwards to see the alley way again. Was that Cecilia? And who was that person with her? And what was that horrible smell? The sparrows wings puffed up with slight discomfort. All right. He needed to suck it up and step in. "Cecilia? What the hell are you doing out here? And who's your friend there?" Ez said as he walked closer to the pair. Wait a minute... was that a bog dweller? Hadn't Dad or Ceren mentioned something about that in passing? He should honestly pay attention more. Not like that was going to happen anytime soon. |
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Post by Vyn on Jan 22, 2008 6:49:59 GMT -5
Oh lord was her body burning! Drevden's assault still had her slender form shaking even as she pressed more tightly to Bog Dweller's chest. Despite the stench, the unusual coyote wasn't all too bad. Though, that could have just been Cecilia's 'customer' bias; after all, very few people could turn Cecilia off after the Lowlanders she'd taken to bed in the past. For all the jewels and glamour, even Cecilia knew she was anything but a high-end whore. Most of the time she was just as desperate as her customers, but at least she managed to both keep an air of class around herself and to remain free of the diseases which plagued the other working girls. Arching into the coyote's delicate touch, Cecilia finally opened one beautiful eye to peer up at her smelly hero. "O!" She gasped, the sound more sigh than word. "Would you really? I'd be so grateful."No sooner had the words left her lips than a familiar voice sounded not far off and the doe's sore ears perked up once more. Could that be...? A coy smile touched her lips and the doe straightened up a bit, rubbing her body absently along Heilyn's in order to peer around her shoulder a bit better.  "Ez!" Her shivering intensified ever so slightly but she remained close to Heilyn. "An old...friend...got a bit rough with me and she saved me." Cecilia's tail swished from side to side before she looked back up, suddenly realizing she had no clue what the Bog Dweller's name was. "But, ah... I fear I haven't gotten the name of my hero yet!" |
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Post by Satra on Jan 22, 2008 17:36:20 GMT -5
She just held the girl as she drew tighter to her.
"My name is Heilyn. It's Cecilia,... right?" she hoped she heard the name correctly. She looked over to Ez. If he's a friend of hers, then maybe I could dump her off on him... she thought, not wanting to waste more time on other people, even if they really did need help.
"Hello, there. You're a friend of hers, I take it?" At least a business associate or coworker from the looks of it. she thought, looking him over. The night remained clear and very beautiful, with no hint of changing any time soon. Good, I can take care of this and enjoy the rest of the evening, hopefully without further conflict...
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Post by Kari Muffin on Jan 22, 2008 19:38:06 GMT -5
"You're into that sketchy business again, aren't you Ceci?" Ez muttered with a frown on his beak. He honestly didn't like the idea of her being a "working girl" of any sort. He was sure she could easily find a job doing something else, she was pretty enough. It was her choice though, and Ezekiel wasn't going to argue with a choice that wasn't his business.
"Yes, Miss Heilyn, I'm a old friend of hers. Thank you for helping her," The sparrow closed the distance between the three of them and offered his hand to the coyote. He wasn't sure how she would take the offer of his hand when she was holding Cecilia like that. Was she going to be another customer for the doe or... he honestly didn't want to jump to conclusions. Something like that could always lead to trouble.
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Post by Vyn on Jan 25, 2008 13:41:22 GMT -5
Mm... This Bog Dweller wasn't really all too bad now was she? For all the oddity of her --the strange tanks, the mask, and the overall smell of her-- she was still soft and warm. Cecilia could learn to like her, far more quickly than she could learn to appreciate Lowlanders. Every thought of those leprous men brought one in particular to her mind every time...a stain she just couldn't rid herself regardless of how many beds she warmed.
Once more she brushed the thoughts of him away and returned to the present.
"Mm, yes...It's Cecilia." Ez's comment almost made her flush, but instead she simply smiled and leaned more fully against Heilyn. The posture was entirely provocative and proved his answer without her having to answer. "Again, Ez?" She smiled but it didn't immediately reach her eyes. "I don't think I've ever stopped."
This was her purpose, wasn't it? It always had been.
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Post by Satra on Jan 25, 2008 17:56:00 GMT -5
The doe leaned in closer, which surprised Heilyn a little. Usually people were put of by the smell. Well, nothing like a good life saving to change a mind, huh? The lean became a bit provocative and made Heilyn consider the decision on which way to take this. Under the mask an eyebrow raised at her response to her friend. Hokay then, so he just wears the corset because he feels like it, then? And this girl... doesn't have much shame about her profession, does she? It made her lean away from wanting to sleep with the girl. Maybe having a contact on the street isn't such a bad thing. Instead of a free night? Might be worth it. She turned the idea over in her head. Deciding not to dump off the whore on her friend, she spoke up.
"Well, standing around here isn't going to get you home, Cecilia. Lead the way?"
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