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He Said He Had A Story [5a/5]
(Anonymous) 2014-03-10 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)Passing out, of course, would be too easy. The bitter resignation had set in a fair while ago, and the determination to wait for her chance at revenge was placed right alongside it. Her body was still too strung out to attempt to answer the raging call of her beast blood, and she was being threatened with the very real possibility of choking to death- not really the story she wanted to tell when asked how she died. The fact that she'd made stupid mistakes really burned; it would have been one thing if she'd been doing what she was suppose to and still found herself in this situation. That it could have been completely avoided if she'd not been making stupid mistakes and getting arrogant? The knowledge burned more than her throat.
Lost in the confines of her wandering mind, Nora abruptly found herself ripped back to the present as the Nord withdrew from her completely; while she couldn't exactly find it in her to complain, she didn't trust it- and being held in place as she was, it was impossible for the girl to turn her head and see what in the world he was doing. The not knowing was almost worse- at the very least, while the Nord was violating her, she knew what was going on. Being unable to see him in her peripheral irrationally was the worse alternative because Aedrea only knew what he was intending to do.
Ask, and you shall receive. Nora squealed as her apprehensions proved to be well founded; there was an incessant prodding at her rump, and the Nord's body tried to lock down on itself and keep the intruder out. All she achieved was a sharp slap to her ass, eliciting another squeal as the prodding became more insistent.
“Fight me all you want; I'm gettin' in yer ass one way o' another.”
Her blood running cold, the Nord still struggled in vain to salvage this last shred of her dignity. Of course, there was no where for her to go- try as she may to call her beast blood to the surface, and try as it may to surface from her, Nora's body simply couldn't do it.
There was no preparation, no warning- that initial protest was the only acknowledgment her body received for what was to come.
She didn't pass out, and she didn't scream. She shut down completely- Nora was in her happy place. As though her mind was a completely separate entity from her body, she was aware of the biting and the hair pulling and the way her skin reddened so easily when they hit her, but didn't feel it. She was numb.
Eventually they finished with her- Nora still counting the seconds until her body would allow her to shift again.
They threw her in the cage next to the grimy blond before she had recovered enough to shout at them. For all the good it would of done- she wouldn't be able to take out all three at one time and if nothing else when they dragged her back out she could shift and make it out alive.
Plotting and being full of anger and frustration though, didn't change the fact that she was exhausted. Hurt. Aching. She was asleep before the door even shut.
When her eyes opened once more, it was to the feel of being shaken. Alarmed, she started to shout before registering the terrified look of the woman in front of her, making worried gestures to keep quiet. Following her gaze, Nora saw that the men were sleeping.
He Said He Had A Story [5b/5]
(Anonymous) 2014-03-10 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)Nodding, Nora's eyes lingered on the piece of flint, knowing what it signified. Freedom. “Do you think you can pick that lock without breaking it?” Nodding again, she tried to reach for it, almost entranced. Her hands wouldn't fit through the bars though. A small look of reluctance crossed the other woman's face before passing it to her. “I don't have another- you only get one chance. You get out of here and you run.”
“What about you?”
“What about me? I have nothing left.”
“I'll get you out.”
“That's what the last girl said. She didn't listen, and now she's dead. Get out and don't come back.”
Dread filled her gut. Everything ached- probably not as bad as it would have if Nora had still been human, but enough that she felt it in every movement. Pausing before actually attempting to pick the lock, Nora swallowed.
It took longer then it should have, but she was being careful- Nora couldn't afford another fuck up. Yes, Aela (and no doubt the other Companions) would come kicking down the down if she took too long, but what would happen in the mean time?
One click, and Nora could have cried. The door swung open with a small creak but the men still laid sleeping.
Casting another look at the blond, Nora's nerves were finally coming back. “I'm Nora. I'll come back for you- with friends.”
The woman shook her head, clearly not believing her. “Helene. Now go.” The words were faint whispers, though Nora heard them well enough with her sensitive hearing.
She ran. A small part of her was still traumatized by the power play forced on her. Once she was outside, she shifted, the inner wolf didn't even hesitate. She didn't try to kill the men. She didn't try to crack down the cage.
She was scared and she ran and Nora would feel awful when shifting back, but she would make sure that Helene got out too.
Feeling nothing but the cold air biting at her bones, the burn of oxygen starved muscles and adrenaline coursing through her, she ran back home.
Re: He Said He Had A Story [5b/5]
(Anonymous) 2014-03-16 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)What we need now is a follow up story of Aela comforting her.
A!A
(Anonymous) 2014-03-28 03:45 am (UTC)(link)That follow up is so inbound! I've got a few other prompts with them I was going to fill if I can find them again.
Re: A!A
(Anonymous) 2014-03-31 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)