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He Said He Had A Story; 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Blood freezing in her veins, Nora prayed the man was only looking in her direction, and couldn't actually see her; It seemed, however, that Hircine wasn't taking house calls at the moment.

Please. Please... Please...!

Her weapons were with her clothes, and Nora was too exhausted to even attempt to hide herself more carefully. Heart pounding loudly in her ears, her brain couldn't decide the best course of action- logic screamed that she hide. A slight, naked female with no experience in unarmed combat had no chance against the hulking brute. The beast inside raged that she try to fight anyway; her body screamed she was too exhausted for either, and like a fawn separated from her mother, if she stayed still, they'd leave her alone.

No- no, no they wouldn't. He could definitely see her; he'd spoken to her. A soft whine built in her throat before Nora strangled it, desperate not to give herself away- not that it would help her any.

Almost surreal, Nora's heart lodged in her throat as the Nord made his way towards her, face screwed up in a scowl. Slowly, the young woman started to back up towards the wall- as if moving slowly would do anything to help her at this point. Unable to see behind her (eyes were still glued in front, at the man stalking towards her in a predatory fashion), Nora spooked when her foot came into contact with the cold metal of the cup.

“And just where do you think you're going, hmm?”

Panic flooded her system, eyes never leaving his for a second. Not five minutes ago she could have torn this man to pieces without so much as breaking a sweat; now? She was completely helpless. The only thing that could save her was her beast blood, and Nora was simply too exhausted to shift back, despite the inner raging of her wolf.

Adrenaline didn't help her any; the bouncing between exhaustion and the need to run conflicting in Nora.

A last ditch effort, the Nord attempted to bite the man as he encroached on her space- missing him entirely, only to have her hair snatched up in an iron tight grip.

“No! Let me go!” Sharp nails dug into the fingers grasping desperately, but the Nord ignored the pleas of the young woman.

This isn't happening...

Dragging her back into the room he came from, the first thing Nora saw was a fire cackling happily in the center of the back wall. Boxes, barrels, and shelves lined the walls, and a row of cages lined the one on the left. Fear ripped through her at the sight of them- not at the fact that they were there, but because one was occupied.

Having more pressing things to occupy her mind at the moment, Nora's attention was quickly diverted from the grimy girl in the dirty cage. Rather, her focus honed in on the other two figures in the room; a hulking Orc and a rather imposing Redguard. Flailing, Nora tried to dig her heels into the cold stone, twisting in a desperate bid to bite at her captor. Naturally she failed completely.

“Look what we got here, boys. Guess she's what caused all the ruckus. Though how in Oblivion a naked girl caused all that damage...”

Squealing when she was thrown onto a wooden table, Nora kicked out, barely catching the Redguard. That didn't keep him from grasping her ankle and jerking it away from her other leg, leaving her completely exposed.

Fresh panic flooded her as the situation became very real.

No. No. No!

“Please don't...” A sickening sensation settled deep in her belly- she'd be lucky if she made it out alive.

“Please don't what?” The Orc was speaking now, mocking her. He must of found the whole situation hysterical, from the sounds of it.

Begging. She was about to beg. Was it worth it? Was dying worth salvaging what little of her pride remained here?

No- no it wasn't. She wanted Aela, she was scared, and she didn't want to die.

“Please don't kill me.” Maybe if she just squeezed her eyes shut, it would all go away.

“Well I'll be damned- Lass has some spine, that's for sure. Comes in, kills all the others- though I won't lie, lass, you were doin' us a favor with some of those milk drinkers. And then you expect mercy?”

Her blood ran cold, mind slowly grasping what was about to happen; they were going to rape her, and then kill her.

Aela, I'm sorry.