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Post by seraaches on Sept 3, 2008 0:26:57 GMT -5
The travel was interminable and Tosiek soon gave up on paying attention to things and finally just dozed off. Until there was something in this situation he could work with, he had nothing better to do.
At one point the sound of pain-filled grunts and thrashing caught his attention, but a hard THUMP quickly put an end to them both. The skunk hybrid dozed back off.
They were dropped to be fed and Tosiek blinked as he received the same treatment as Thalia. He used his shoulder to fix his glasses then blinked owlishly at the girl, trying to verify that she was okay. He scooched towards her, an action their captors thankfully ignored and he quickly swallowed half of his bread before speaking to her in a low, soft voice, "How are you doing? Are you okay?"
Really, he was a great deal more worried about her than even himself.
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Post by seraaches on Sept 3, 2008 0:32:50 GMT -5
Eir's journey had been filled with a great deal of flailing, annoyance, and further pain. Each time he woke up, he had immediately began to thrash as panic at being bound and not being able to see took control and sent a rush of adrenaline through his body. He usually managed several bad kicks, three good ones, then something hard and solid would connect to the back of his head yet again and the pain would chase him back into darkness.
When they put him down for the feeding break, he had a mammoth headache and the bread his captor shoved into his mouth he swiftly spat back into the man's face. As the man cursed him, Eir snaked his head forward and swiftly ripped a chunk out of the Card's bare leg.
Eir chewed calmly as the man began screaming, a sound which swiftly brought his comrades.
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Post by Bee on Sept 4, 2008 20:38:05 GMT -5
"I'm okay," she said, quietly. She was in one peice and they still had an opportunity to best their captors. That was okay. She rested her head on the boy's shoulder as she glared at their kidnappers. Even more quietly, she whispered in his ear, "We're going to kiiiiiiill them..."
Thalia could hear the squelch of blood and flesh and the piercing scream of agony as her brother reached over and took a nice chunk out of the man's leg. For one wild moment she thought that Eir had broken free and was going to eat everyone into submission (and while she did not ordinarily think that people deserved to be devored, she was going to make an exception in this case because kidnapping was Not Okay), but then she saw quite a ruckus of movement, followed by quite a ruckus of beating.
"Hey!" Thalia yelled at them. "You leave him alone!"
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Post by seraaches on Sept 7, 2008 22:17:40 GMT -5
Tosiek gave a hesitant nod to his head; he was quite good at lying but not so great at the killing part. Of course, it didn't really seem to matter how good he was at it, because Eir suddenly did something to utterly and completely hack off their captors. He turned curiously to see one Card limping away on three legs as a rather sizeable chunk of his left foreleg was missing completely. Well. Not completely.
The skunk hybrid watched with a rising sense of disgust as Eir rather calmly spit out a shank of fur that matched the injured Card's fur perfectly. This reminded him of a story a bat had once told him. Unfortunately, that one was a lie while this one appeared to be entirely true.
"You'd better watch out," he called out, trying to be helpful as well. "He's eaten lots of people already; he's quite good at it!"
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Post by seraaches on Sept 7, 2008 22:23:01 GMT -5
Unfortunately, and it truly was a great matter of misfortune for them all, Tosiek's words really didn't seem to make their captors any more lenient on the Jack. If anything, they just seemed to enrage them further.
Even tied, Eir was something of a demon, his body twisted and turned and even though he couldn't really kick anyone, he did manage to bite a few of them and even squashed a few toes as he purposefully threw his pink frame into one slaver after another.
A few of them cursed and stepped back, staring at him in anger and disgust. "He's not worth keeping; he's too much trouble."
"Someone's going to want him," another argued flatly. "He's resilient; he can handle a lot of tests." This was probably their first clue as to where they were headed.
Eir's head came up and he bared his teeth angrily, the blood smears across his face making him an ugly visage. Anything he might have said, however, was quickly ended by another resounding thump to his head.
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Post by Bee on Sept 7, 2008 23:57:36 GMT -5
When Thalia heard tests, she immediately thought about her moms--one of them injecting poisons into people just for the laughs (and to see which ones were worth trying to market) and the other trying to get people to grow new limbs or get a new Monty that could actually reproduce (she had been successful at the first, but not so much at the second, which Thalia knew to be a continual source of frustration for Mama). She thought about her own tests. (Most of her sex-change operations on the banders had gone very well, except for the first one that had just ended up with a mangled little man-thing and non-functional girlbits. She hoped that one day, Iphis would allow her to make him a Real Woman.)
She looked at Tosiek worriedly. She felt even more that this was not going to end well. Especially now that their brute force was out cold. She knew only one group of people who might experiment on others with or without their permission. I think we're being sold to Corvies, she told him, very quietly.
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Post by seraaches on Sept 8, 2008 20:59:33 GMT -5
Tosiek guessed the same thing, but it was quite unnerving to have Thalia reconfirm the idea. His blue ears flattened uneasily and he blinked unhappily through his rounded glasses. He'd never really had a reason to be afraid of Corvistowne before, but somehow their mode of transportation suggested that he wouldn't necessarily enjoy his stay this time. He guessed none of them would, really.
With the young stallion unconscious again, their captors found breaking up camp a great deal easier and soon their slaves were re-hooded and Eir strapped to some sort of conveyance, and they were, yet again, on the road.
Tosiek let his feet plod against the road tiredly as their 'hosts' pushed them hard. They'd been walking for several hours again and he was utterly exhausted. He wasn't exactly out of shape, but their plodding journey had proven that he wasn't exactly in shape either.
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Post by seraaches on Sept 8, 2008 21:15:49 GMT -5
Eir first had the vague sense pain, then sharp, biting pains through his head and neck, and then horribly aching pains through all the rest of his body. He let his head continue to loll for a moment, though it hurt horribly as he tried to gain some sense of where he was and what was going on.
It came back in a flash, and though his teeth bared this time, he, for once, did not immediately lash out. He brought his head carefully up and from the amount of pain he felt shooting through every inch of his body, he'd probably been out for quite awhile. This displeased him greatly. He was glad, however, to discover that despite his previous acts of justice against their captors they had not re-hooded him. So the young man very calmly began to survey their surroundings. They were definitely on the road north and he recognized where they were nearing. Great.
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Post by Bee on Sept 8, 2008 22:30:10 GMT -5
Their long journey to what Thalia was sure was Corvistowne took something like a week--walking, worrying, more walking, some sleeping and eating, and endless walking, walking, walking. Thalia wasn't quite sure what Corvies would do with her--her hair was alive and she had extendable tentacles. Wasn't she already messed up enough? What more could they do, really? Give her a few extra toes?
Lame.
The endpoint of their trek was a very small town, the shambling buildings running into each other like they depended on one another to remain upright. It reminded her of her apartment and its neighborhood back in the Capital. It was a bedroom that a child had not cleaned in months. It was messy, and dirty, and had no time and effort invested in its upkeep at all.
Thalia loved it. She couldn't wait to see the labs.
Glee was probably inappropriate at this point, but glee she felt. She just hoped that they would be allowed to see long enough to--
Damn it. She was blindfolded again.
"Not much longer, brat," said one of the men with a sneer. "We'll be meetin' some prospective owners for you soon enough."
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Post by seraaches on Sept 16, 2008 17:05:37 GMT -5
Tosiek quickly stumbled his way closer to Thalia, wings mantling slightly, for all the good it did. The man simply looked at him and laughed again. The skunk hybrid pulled a face, too tired to be overly careful. He was often on the lam, but it was very unusual for him to actually have to do anything physical, especially running or marathon walking.
Unfortunately for the hybrid, even this face was too much of a bad thing-- perhaps it was just too long on the road with too troublesome slaves-- the slaver snarled in sudden anger and backhanded the boy across the face.
Tosiek felt something snap along his beak and panic that the man had actually broken that particular appendage caused him to flap backwards in fear. He stared up at the now retreating man's back, but he saw several men walking away and the edges of blurriness now appeared in places it shouldn't be.
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