Brave New World: Part 1

Dianne smiled, "You know, I can do many wonderful things with my mouth... Other than speaking so eloquently."

Adrian raised his eyebrows and smirked. "That sounds perfect. And that way I can keep watch over our little captive, too."

Dianne grinned, "Because, of course, that's where your mind is going to be."
*black out*

Adrian smirked as Dianne came back up. "Taste good?" He teased.

Dianne laughed, "Better than others."
The sun had started to rise, so the windows were all closed. Adrastea began to stir a bit, but she seemed to be in a lot of pain by the strained look on her face.

"Best so far, I hope." He said before watching Addy. He zipped his pants back up and looked over at her. "Looks like our captive is awake."

Adrastea gasped for air, coughing up blood from the broken rib, though it was held in her mouth by the gag. She looked between Adrian and Dianne, a bit of fear in her eyes. She was injured, so their was nothing she really could do to get out.

((Adrian gagged her. You know, if she screamed in the middle of the colonial village....))

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Adrian looked down at Adrastea. "Oh hello there. How are you? Oh, uh, Dianne... you have something on the side of your mouth." He said, chuckling a bit as he watched Addy.

Adrastea made a disgusted face, both because she could taste her own blood in her mouth, and that she had an idea of what Dianne and Adrian had been doing. Dianne wiped her mouth and shrugged.

Adrian laughed a little bit. "I think she knows what we just finnished doing. But, anyway, if I take the gag out, will you cooperate?"

Adrastea thought, even if she did scream to try and get help, she was probably in the white village. No one would care about her anyways. She nodded softly, trying to preserve her life as long as she could.


Mingan, called Ming
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Race: Human, native
Bio: Ming is a member of Akahando's tribe, but usually doesn't say much. Since she saw the skin-walkers, she's wished she was one.

Adrian nodded and took the gag off. "Okay, good. Now, I'll make this as easy as possible. What's your name?" He asked.

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((if you could, that would be nice. I've got like, 100 things going at once now.))
"My name is Adrastea Arcane." she said softly, her whole body aching horribly. She wanted to throw up like no body's business.

Ming ran into Akahando's tent, shaking him, "Akahando!" she whispered loudly.

((Sure.))
Adrian smiled. "All right, Addy. Whay exactly are you?"

Akahando sat up quickly, startled, almost hitting Ming. "Ming...? What is it?"

"The other skin-walker girl... She's not in her bed and no one can find her anywhere." Ming explained.

"The tribes call us skin-walkers." Adrastea said simply. She promised in her head not to give up any of the secrets.

"What?!" Akahando shouted, jumping up.

Adrian nodded. "And what exactly are your abilities, limitations, etc?"

"She's gone, sir." Ming said simply, "Though there was an odd fog last night."

Adrastea hesitated, "I'm not supposed to tell."

Adrian smirked. "Yes, well, I suggest you do tell, or we'll have to make you."

Akahando hopped up and rushed out before running back in. "Ming, uh... ell the guards to close up the village, and, stay inside, especially at night. If I'm not back by nightfall, send the others. Be careful!" He called before running off.

Ming nodded, doing as Akahando instructed. How she wished he could go with him...

Adrastea closed her mouth, "That's a secret I have to take to the grave, I'm afraid."

Adrian sighed. "If you insist. Dianne, what should we do first?"

Akahando stopped at the edge of the village, looking out over it. "Damn...."

Dianne shrugged, "We could start with breaking her hand."