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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 11, 2005 1:28:53 GMT -5
Frank felt sore just thinking about what was in store for him... oh well, best to try and make the best of this.
"Through the Looking Glass." he said with a smirk. "Thought I was the only one who still read ancient literature... your taste is impecable."
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Post by Jace on Jan 11, 2005 1:29:28 GMT -5
"Then i shall walk with you and may i met your mother with you?" I smile at him playfully.
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Post by Iltanesh on Jan 11, 2005 1:35:04 GMT -5
"Of course. My mother is a kind woman, I am sure she would be happy to meet you."
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Post by Jace on Jan 11, 2005 1:37:19 GMT -5
"That seems nice. So which way shall we go? And mabye we can get to know each other on the way."
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Post by Iltanesh on Jan 11, 2005 1:38:14 GMT -5
"Certainly. Shall we do it the easy way or the more interesting way?"
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Post by Jace on Jan 11, 2005 1:39:16 GMT -5
"Which is which kind sir?"
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Post by Iltanesh on Jan 11, 2005 1:43:28 GMT -5
"Easy would be simply teleporting. The fun way would be walking there on foot for as long as possible."
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 11, 2005 1:43:42 GMT -5
"I have had a lot of time to read, and my taste in everything is impecable, not just books.
I thought you didn't want a conversation."
I smirk.
"Well, enough idle chit-chat, onto the main event.
I think we will start with your arms... what do you think? I must admit, this will be more difficult than with a man of normal stature."
I hold him flat against the table still with one hand, and carefully, with the index finger of my other hand, trace a small red line down the length of his arm with my razor-sharp nail. To me, it looks like a small line, but it covers a large portion of the exposed flesh of his arm.
I decide to extend the cut from palm to palm, running across the breadth of his chest. It is like performing surgery on some small animal or doll, very tedious.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 11, 2005 1:46:52 GMT -5
Frank's eyes shut tightly and his teeth clenched. A quite audible gasp of pain emerged from him, but he bit down and refused to scream. It hurt, that's for sure, but he was going to start out acting all stoic and tough.Being this small did have an advantage... he can exaggerate his pain and she'd be none the wiser. The farther along this went, the more he would... act, so to speak. That is, assuming acting was needed at all.
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Post by Jace on Jan 11, 2005 1:47:33 GMT -5
"Walking would be nice then we would have more time to talk and understand each other more. How does that sound to you knd sir?"
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Post by Iltanesh on Jan 11, 2005 1:49:32 GMT -5
"It sounds most excellent," I say with a smile. "I so enjoy traveling."
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Post by Coyote on Jan 11, 2005 1:52:46 GMT -5
"Not often these days that people like us are moving about, and never seen two in one place. Thought I might as well make it three.
So what're you two up to?"
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Post by Jace on Jan 11, 2005 1:53:13 GMT -5
"As do i." Holds my hand out toward him. "So shall we go?"
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Post by Kaieka on Jan 11, 2005 1:54:20 GMT -5
I see him flinch and smile. This is what makes going through endless days full of never being satisfied by anything worth it.
I lick the small bit of blood off of my finger nail.
"Not bad... Oh, you felt that one, huh? It was lovely, wasn't it? Shall we do the legs next? It is almost like diagraming a skeletal system... what fun."
I undo his pants and pull them off, which will make it easier to cut into his skin and see what I am doing. His shirt is already in pieces from the previous incision. I remove this as well.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 11, 2005 1:56:09 GMT -5
Frank begins struggling in vain against Kaieka's hand, down to nothing but his boxers and hiking boots. He continues to try and move out of her grip, grunting as he did so from the effort against her hand which is easily the size of his entire torso.
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