Give me some advice
Joe
04-19-2024, 03:04 AM
He was angry now. Of course he was, she hadn't made that passive comment about his inability to please women to make friends with him. The shock in his initial reaction had been worth it though. The bastard held her life in his paws and she was not going to make owning her pleasant, no more so than she had made it for her original captors. Then came the snarls; oh good, he had caught on. Marina was mildly concerned that might go right over his head. When he stepped up into her personal space, the much smaller fae just set her tools down and off to the side so he wouldn't spill her hard work all over the floor. She saw his massive paw clench; he wanted to hit her. Mentally, she dared him to do so. Show off what kind of a man he really was. Instead, she saw him extend a set of retractable claws from his digits, and that caught Marina's attention. So he had claws just like her? Interesting...
A sudden sharp prick as a claw caught her beneath the chin pulled a flinching gasp from the femme. Her initial instinct was to pull away, but doing so would have sent that sharp claw right through the soft tissue under her jaw. So instead, Marina grit her teeth and bore his humiliating as he turned her head up, their gazes meeting. Despite the impassivity on her face, fire smoldered in her eyes as she refused to be broken by him, and a cold rage seethed in his. His remark sent a shudder of disgust down her spine and she swallowed back the thought hard. "I would never impugn the Warlady's honor, but if that is what you desire, Warlord, then I will do my duty." Another jab at his appeal? Perhaps, though more subtle. She hoped and prayed he didn't choose to indulge in her though. At least the slavers hadn't been that depraved to sully their merchandise...
Her eyes briefly flickered over her mentagion around his neck and for a moment considered her odds if she tried to yank it away and make a run for it. They were not in her favor. He demanded an answer, and so she would give him one. "There are many things that can cause those symptoms, Warlord. I only gave you the most common cause. Perhaps if I knew more about when these symptoms started, what caused them initially, I might be able to give you the clarity you seek."
"Marina"
A sudden sharp prick as a claw caught her beneath the chin pulled a flinching gasp from the femme. Her initial instinct was to pull away, but doing so would have sent that sharp claw right through the soft tissue under her jaw. So instead, Marina grit her teeth and bore his humiliating as he turned her head up, their gazes meeting. Despite the impassivity on her face, fire smoldered in her eyes as she refused to be broken by him, and a cold rage seethed in his. His remark sent a shudder of disgust down her spine and she swallowed back the thought hard. "I would never impugn the Warlady's honor, but if that is what you desire, Warlord, then I will do my duty." Another jab at his appeal? Perhaps, though more subtle. She hoped and prayed he didn't choose to indulge in her though. At least the slavers hadn't been that depraved to sully their merchandise...
Her eyes briefly flickered over her mentagion around his neck and for a moment considered her odds if she tried to yank it away and make a run for it. They were not in her favor. He demanded an answer, and so she would give him one. "There are many things that can cause those symptoms, Warlord. I only gave you the most common cause. Perhaps if I knew more about when these symptoms started, what caused them initially, I might be able to give you the clarity you seek."
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