Strega and Sad Only

[Sad Eyes]

Hello....^_^ We know the plot...kinda. It'll come eventually together. ^_^

Character Templete:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Master/Slave:
Personality:
History: (No need to get complex)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Looks:
Outfit: (Master chooses slaves.)

[Strega]

Name: Sly Nyne
Age: roughly 22 (in looks)
Race: vampire
Master/Slave: Master
Personality: Sadistic, crazy, sex-crazed, cruel, any other synonym(spelling???) for Sadistic Vampire....
History: It's not for others to know unless he wants them to know.
Likes: sex, people in pain, and blood
Dislikes: pretty much anything that doesn't fall into the three categories above.
Looks: http://i319.photobucket.com/albums/mm453/sorenteen/Anime%20Boys/Anime.jpg
Outfit: http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee293/Blackwidowstears13/guykj5.jpg

[Strega]

((Her outfit: http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t140/Nextel_Babe/Anime%20Slave/angelgirl.jpg accept without the flappy thing behind her and it's low cut.))

[Sad Eyes]

Name: Lúthien Tinúviel
Age: 5000
Race: Elf
Master/Slave: Slave
Personality: Clumsy, Quiet, but can voice opinions/objections when she is asked or threatened. She is also very motherly and nurturing to children and others in her position.
History: Has been a slave for many years to her master. But before that she was a lady that was sold into slavery by her uncle.
Likes: Reading, Writing, Drawing, and Dancing in private with only herself in the room.
Dislikes: Being emotionally hurt, and emotional pain, and being inturrupted.
Looks:
http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p18/AngelOfFireCianniat/KiKi_by_DW3Girl.jpg
Outfit: (Master chooses slaves.)

[Strega]

((Ooooooh, pretty.))

[Sad Eyes]

((Thank you. Should you start or should I?))

[Strega]

((Um, I guess I'll do it. Hope you don't mind if I start at the market....))

Sly moved quickly through the slve market, his quick eyes scanning those who were there without them noticing. These places always made him cringe, seeing so many people who haven't bathed in ages... The thought made him shudder again. no, he'd have to wash up this one like he did the last, who was laying in a heap in the basement. He accidently broke her. It wasn't his fault nothing was durable anymore.

[Sad Eyes]

Lúthien sat there in her cage trying her best to keep away from the other there. She was always taught to fear the humans and the humans here where in the same place as her but she was scared of them anyway. Suddenly she noticed a male walking around and she tried to hide herself further.

[Strega]

The movement caught Sly's eye. He stopped and tilted his head, examining her. Sastisfied by her outward appearance he walked to the seller, "How much is this one running for....?" she didn't smell quite as bad as the others either, which meant she'd probably been the last one to have a bath.

[Sad Eyes]

"She is worth 10 alms." the slave trader answers

Lúthien cringes again and scoots closer to the corner of the cage. She didn't like the look in his eyes.

[Strega]

Sly paid the man the money, not touching his hand. He looked again at the girl, his silver eyes looking her over again. He'd have to wait until she was bathed, but he'd have fun with her. The fact she looked durable was a bonus as well, he was a bit cruel when it came to punishment. He motioned for her to step out, knowing he could catch anyone given his race and how old he was.

[Sad Eyes]

Shivering in fear she climbs out of the cage and stands before him. She really didn't like the look in his eyes.

[Strega]

"Follow me." Sly spoke softly, but it was an obvious command as he started to walk out, wanting to get away from the stench. He would change her once they got to his house, a two minute run, at least when he was running.

[Sad Eyes]

"Yes master." she whispers as she follows behind him hopefully they could get away from the stench.

[Strega]

((I've got to go. I probably won't be on later. Bye.))

After a moment, Sly picked her up, wrinkling his nose a little and started at a dead run. He hated being slow. Mentally or physically, it made him mad.

[Sad Eyes]

"Put me down." Lúthien states as she starts to struggle against him and beating her fists against him. She didn't like being picked up due to it being a sign of weakness in her culture. She also wanted to get away from the man...he looked evil.

[Strega]

"Oh hush. it's only for a few minutes." Sly said, his voice remaining soft, but the command was still that. A command.

[Sad Eyes]

"Um...No!" She hisses as her struggles become fiercer as she tries to protect her upbringing. She felt helpless and that was one thing she didn't like about him already, other than those eyes. They seemed to hunt her very soul.

[Strega]

Sly's grip tightened on her, her struggles not phasing him, but he was the one in the power position. She didn't tell him no. She'd regret it later.

[Sad Eyes]

"Put me down, Please?" she asks as she starts to trail of into elvish. She was scared now the look in his eyes became much more menacing towards her.

[Strega]

Sly said nothing. He stopped once they were at the house, but he still didn't set her down, "Bath first...." he murmered more to himself.

[Sad Eyes]

"Ba-Bath?" she asks hopefully, She couldn't wait to get the stench of the humans off of her. Then she realized she was still being held by this man. "Um, Down, Please?" she asks in Elvish.

[Strega]

Sly understood her, but he wasn't going to let her down yet, "Of course you're getting a bath, you reek." he replied, the insult sounding like it was supposed to be a compliment.

[Sad Eyes]

"YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW THAT! I CAN'T STAND IT!" she yells at him and accidently slaps him in the face.

[Strega]

Sly's eyes flash in anger and his hand is instantly gripping the wrist that slapped him. His nails dug into her skin, just enough to make her bleed slightly, "Do not speak to me in succh a manner. Do not touch me in such a manner."

[Sad Eyes]

"We'll I'm SORRY!!." she says in a slightly sterner tone. She then spits in his face, deciiding then and there not to let her pain and fear show.

[Strega]

Sly pushed her harshly against the wall, "Don't test my patience, girly. I was going to let you bathe in pricavy, but not that you're being such a hastle...."

[Sad Eyes]

"Do you really think that phases me?" she asks right know she was getting, more, and more scared but still fought it off full force. She cringed a bit though at the roughness of the stone against her back.

[Strega]

((I've got to go. Don't know if I'll be on later.))

"I don't have to think. I hear it." his free hand traced a small circle around her heart, "I'm not stupid, and I'm not deaf."

[Sad Eyes]

((M'kay. ^_^))

"I think you are." she states as she struggles to calm her heart and figure out a plan to get out of this position.
"I will not ever submit to you Mablung." she hisses at him as she kicks him in the groin before she pushes off the wall and runs at full force, which was about equal to a werewolf.

[Strega]

Sly glares and with a hiss, catches up and grabs her by the hair, "Very stupid girl." he murmered, now dragging her by the hair.

[Sad Eyes]

"Mablung! Let me go!" she yells at him and turns her head very quickly causing her to loose some of her hair and she takes off again. This time pushing herself, making herself go as fast as she can.

[Strega]

Sly no longer wanted to play games, she'd learn sooner then later. He'd had centuries to work on speed and strebgth, her sprint was nothing, he tackled her, sending her falling to the ground and pinned under him.

[Sad Eyes]

"Get off of me!" she hisses as she struggles to out from under him. She was in pain from her hair being pulled out and she was laying on a rock in a most uncomfortable way.

[Strega]

((I'm going to go to bed. Night.))

"No. I don't take orders from you." Sly glared, his words like daggers. He pinned her hands above her head, again dgging his nails in. He pressed more heavily against her body as well.

[Sad Eyes]

((M'kay Night. ^_^ Hopefully RP with you tomorrow.))

Lúthien took a sudden intake of breath as she felt the rock go into her skin deeper. His nails digging into her skin deeper as well, but she refused to let him know that much.
"You will regret this." she whispers in a hushed-like tone as she bucks upward trying, still, to get him off of her.

[Strega]

Sly remained, much like a stone statue, "No. You will regret this, Toy. Your life is in my hands. I regret nothing."

[Sad Eyes]

"Just let me go." she whispers as she looks up at him nothing in her eyes as she pushes her emotions down deep. Though she would try again someday right now she was bested. She would wait for years if need be to be free. "Just exactly what do you plan to use me for?"

[Strega]

"Whatever I feel like. If I think you'd be a good punching bag, that is what you'll become. My wants shift from day to day, but there are a few things that you won't escape...." Sly still remained where he was, the anger once more gone from his voice and face, but he didn't ighten up on the pressure.

[Sad Eyes]

"O-okay." Lúthien stutters out as the rock continues to dig into her back. Her worries where confirmed she definatly wasn't going to keep her virginity.

[Strega]

Sly remained silent for a moment before standing and pulling her up by her wrist and keeping a tight, stone grip on it as he started to walk.

[Sad Eyes]

After stumbling a bit she walks behind him. Hopefully nothing would happen yet.

[Strega]

Sly led her to the bathroom, gently pushing her inside then shutting the door once he was in. The bath was already drawn, "In."

[Sad Eyes]

Shaking her head in disbelief she prepairs to go into the bath with he clothes on. She wasn't letting him get a glimpse of what was under her outfit.

[Strega]

Sly shakes his head, his hand still encircling her wrist.

[Sad Eyes]

"What?" she snaps at him, "No way in the seven hells are you seeing me naked." she blurts at him anger flashing in her eyes. She wasn't going to give in to him.

[Strega]

An amused expression flickered across Sly's face, "What in the 'seven hells' makes you think you have a say?"

[Sad Eyes]

"It is MY body." she says with a strain on the my part of it, "You haven't layed a claim yet so this BODY is mine." she answers flustration hinting in her voice. She couldn't take much more of smelling.

[Strega]

"You want to place a bet on that?" Sly replied calmly, and before she could answer, a talon like claw had cut the small top, letting it drop to the ground.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien crossed one arm over her chest. She held her head proudly, but terror filled her heart making it beat a little faster. "I will take that bet."

[Strega]

As soon as her hands had moved, the thin peice holding her skirt together was cut as well. Sly's eyes had appraised both area's before any hand could protect ithem.

[Sad Eyes]

Standing there in shock she grabbed the skirt and held it close to her. "Leave." she hissed at him once she regained vocal control.

[Strega]

Sly softly stroked the side of her head, "Silly girl. You still don't get it." he ripped the skirt from her hand(s?) and tossed it to the side, his other hand gripping onto her hair.

[Sad Eyes]

"Let go of me." she hissed as she kicked him again. She wasn't helpless and wasn't going to go down without a fight.

[Strega]

Sly grabbed her foot and held onto it, his nails digging in again. His other hand remained gripping her hair.

[Sad Eyes]

Falling she loeses some more of her hair but still refuses to give in. She wasn't going to give up this easy.

[Strega]

Sly just watched her. He then lifted his foot and started to press it against her stomach, digging the heel of his shoe in.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien grimaced a bit and grabbed onto his foot trying to push it off of her.

[Strega]

Of course it remained, still pushing down.

[Sad Eyes]

"Please.", she whispers as she struggles against the foot.

[Strega]

((Have to go. Night.))

"Please what?" Sly asked as if he was not pressing down on her.

[Sad Eyes]

((Night, night ^_^. Roleplay with you tomorrow.))

"Please remove your foot." she whispers as she lays there.

[Strega]

"Will you behave?" Sly looked down at her.

[Sad Eyes]

Lúthien looked at her master from the floor. "Yesnomaybe..." she stutters out. She was getting a bruise on her back from all the falling she had done that day. Her eyesight was growing dim and she needed to get up or she would fall asleep right there.

[Strega]

Seeing the sleep, Sly picked her up and put her in the tub. The water, by now,had gotten chilly.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien's eyes widen and she shrieks as she is placed in the cold water. She wanted to sleep but she guesses she wouldn't be able to know.
"Wh-what did I do?" she asks him as she tries to cover her rapidly chilling form.

[Strega]

"You need to get a bath. If you hadn't have taken so long, the water would've been warm." Sly replied, getting a cup and filling it with water and pouring it over her head to get her hair wet.

[Sad Eyes]

"I can bath myself you know." Luthien whispers as she shivers as the cold water pours over her. Really he could be a bit more gentle she thought as he pulled her face to towards him. Right now she wished she was at home in Elvewode.

[Strega]

"What if I want to make you into my pretty doll however i want? You have no say." Sly once again poured another cup over her head.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien was shivering as he poured another cup of water on her. She was starting to zone out until he said that she had no say in what he did to her. 'But I do...well did at one time.' she thought to herself as she started to reminesce about her home. A tear escapes her eyes as she remembers her little sister Aiyana and her mother and father. They were at home and safe do to her agreeing to be sold. She should have known her Uncle hated her.
Suddenly a shiver runs down her spine as something other than water is put on her head, and it was much colder.

[Strega]

Sly had a hand on her head and was reaching over her for the shampoo. Due to the lack of cirrculaion of blood is his body, his was a cold person. He grabbed it and started to pour some into his hand.

[Sad Eyes]

"Um...Your cold." Luthien points out as she starts to rub her hands together due to the coldness of the water and the hand on her head. She was getting goosebumps ontop of goosebumps and her other attributes above the water line were growing hard.

[Strega]

Sly smirked, "Yes. I am." he then proceeded to lather the shampoo into her hair, although his eyes were not on her hair.

[Sad Eyes]

"W-what a-are yo-you lo-looking at?" she sudders as she feels his hands in her hair. In her culture no one groomed another person but she wasn't going to move. She was freezing and to at least get a little warmer she crossed her arms.

[Strega]

"Nothing now." Sly replied as he again grabbed the cup and started to rinse the soapy-suds out of her hair.

[Sad Eyes]

Quickly closing her eyes and covering them with her hands she shivers. She didn't like the feeling of the suds going near her eyes. She was always scared of the soap in her eyes.

[Strega]

That was soon rinsed and he was soaping up a washcloth. He didn't seem to notice how she reacted to the sop near her eyes, nor did he care at that moment.

[Sad Eyes]

"C-can I wash myself?" she asks as she removes her hands from her face and puts them in the water. She was getting sleepy again and her eyes started to close.

[Strega]

"...." Sly thought. It was her first night, she was freezing and tired. He might as well, "Don't get used to it." he said quietly as he handed her the wash cloth.

[Sad Eyes]

"T-thank you." she whispers as she starts to get her second wind, which didn't happen often. She was sensing something in the emotions in the room that enigized her a bit. "Umm...but can you wash my back?"

[Strega]

Sly nodded as he stood to stretch. He was oh so thirsty and decided he'd let her be for the night. Set her up in his bed and then go to hunt was what he'd planned to do, it was simple and with the way he had the staff, she wouldn't be able to escape.

[Sad Eyes]

"Thank you." she whispers as she scrubs herself furiously, in some places drawing blood. Unlike human blood hers was a light red but not a pink. Finally finishing all the nessacary places she washes out the wash cloth and hand puts soap on it, then hands it to him.

[Strega]

sly carefully gets her back, the blood making him shudder. He could feel his fangs extend, yet ignored the instinct to bite. He'd lasted this long, he could last just a little bit more. He grit his teeth as he cleaned her back.

[Sad Eyes]

Suddenly Luthien moaned as he ran over a certain area on her back, the bruise.
"T-that hu-hurt." she shudders as she scoots a bit away from them. Looking at him she saw that his fangs was extended. "Are you thursting Mablung?"
She turns around to face him and there on her stomach was a multitude of cuts. Each of which was being held together by a thin scab some of them burst open as she moved.

[Strega]

Oh dear god he knew he should have fed before he went out shopping for a toy, "it's really none of your business." he said icily.

[Sad Eyes]

Rising from the water she offers him her wrist to feed on. "I know what it's like to go hungry." she whispers as she trembles a bit. "M-ma...master." she stutters out as a second thought.

[Strega]

Sly's eyes lingered on the offered wrist, and then put a poofy, warmed towel on the extended arm, "dry off."

[Sad Eyes]

"Not until you eat." she states as she looks into his eyes. He might be an evil person but he was still a being. She believed that all creatures should be given the basic nessacities and then let the males kill of each other. (And some females.) "Please." she whispers

[Strega]

"Not able to resist the temptation, Sly, instead of biting her wrist, pulled her to him, the towel suddenly between the two, and was biting her neck. The blood pulsed into his mouth and he shuddered at the ecstacy of it.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien cringed a bit as the pain overwhelmed her but still remained standing. She was going to let him drink his fill for elves have more blood than humans and also can run on less of it. "Drink your fill m-m-m..master." she whispers

[Strega]

Sly held her close, his arms forming a protective barrier from the non-existent person in the room. After a minute, he pulled away, breathing softly. His skin had warmed up to an almost human temperture and there was a bit more color to his skin. he licked the blood from around the bite wound and kept his head in the crook of her neck, just taking in the scent.

[Sad Eyes]

"Are you done?" Luthien asks as she pants a bit. After a few seconds of the sucking motion it began to feel quite relaxing and good. She snuggles a bit to him as he was warm and she was getting colder.

[Strega]

Sly let the towel flutter to the floor as he left her question unanswered, one of his hands wandering her exposed body.

[Sad Eyes]

"Wh, what are you doing?" she stutters out as she feels his hands on her.

((Should we take this to PM or skip? It's your choice.))

[Strega]

((You don't mind Pms??? I hate doing those things and people are uncomfortable with them.))

"Playing with my toy...." Sly murmered against her skin as his hand continued to wander.

[Sad Eyes]

((Not really. I read then I reply to them...quizilla does that to people I guess. So you hate doing them?))

Luthien starts to push him away. She wasn't ready to depart with her virginity yet.

((Got to go for a bit. I'll be back on shortly.))

[Strega]

((I don't hate those things, I just hate it when it makes people uncomfortable... What's your Quizilla account name??? I have one that i haven't checked in forever.....))

Sly ket the hand that remained on her back secured there. he said nothing as the other hand wandered still.

((kk))

[Sad Eyes]

((I'm Back. My quizilla username is SesshomarusmateAria. Yeah PMs don't make me uncomfortable. ^_^))
"P-please don't." she whispers as she goes rigid and clamps her legs shut and tries to cover her chest.

[Strega]

((lol, long name. Sooooo, I'll send you a PM.....))

[Sad Eyes]

((Yeah...I like them...you should see my passwords. >_<))
((M'kay. ^_^))

[Strega]

Sly didn't sleep. He could, but he hadn't in awhile, nightmares plagued his sleep constantly so he sat in the library, staring at the books on his wall as his past played in his mind. That was how he spent his night, so wrapped up in the nightmares that haunted him.

[Sad Eyes]

When Luthien awaks she just lays there curled up in her tight little ball. She was a shell, or that's what she wanted him to believe. She had no wish to live now except for the hope of one day being free. Even then though she would be worthless she had broken the vow of the Elves.

[Strega]

Sly stood and went to the room he'd left her in, his eyes empty. He tossed a dress to her, "Put this on." he commanded, keeping a distance. His eyes watched her, waiting for her to spring. His eyes scanned the cuts she'd inflicted and the hair that had been ripped out.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien stood up and looked him in the eyes with such a fiery hate and anger. She started to slip on the dress. She moved in angery, jerky movements.

((What's the dress look like?))

[Strega]

((I posted it on the first page after his profile.))

Sly paid no mind to the hate. He found himself staring at the wall, still thinking. He hadn't looked at the drawings on his walls in forever. The innocent faces of the laughing children. Five of them. He shook his eyes and focused them on her.

((I've got to go.))

[Sad Eyes]

((Oh..Sorry. ^_^))

"What am I going to do today." she hissed at him. She loathed him with every fiber of her being. And what is worse she could get pregnant from him. If that was the case she would escape no matter the cost.

((M'kay Later.))

[Strega]

((lol, tis okay.))

"Today? Well, I have a guest coming over, he'll be here for a few hours, then I'm going to spend some time in the library." Sly acted as if there was no hate in her voice as he waved a hand and started to walk, "I should probably feed you, hm?"

[Sad Eyes]

"Oh." she whispers with relief spreading over her features. "No...Um not hungry." she said and as soon as she did her stomach let out a rumble and she turned red.

[Strega]

"It won't be poisoned and I'm not literally going to feed you." Sly rolled his eyes, "Beasides, you look like you need a good meal." he was half in the doorway, half not.

[Sad Eyes]

"No I don't." she glares at him, "I have no wish to eat."
In fact she was actually starving but the less he knew the better right?

[Strega]

"Okay, then you're getting force fed. No biggie." Sly slung her over his shoulder like one would a sack of potatoes and whistled as he carried her to the dining room.

[Sad Eyes]

"You think you can force me to eat?" she asks as she hits his back with her fists.

[Strega]

Sly acted as if he didn't feel them, "It's called sedates and a feeding tube. And if no sedates, then straps to hold you down."

[Sad Eyes]

"TRY ME!!" Luthien yells as she struggles to get away from him.

[Strega]

Sly sighed, dropping her into a pool of cold water that they were passing and he continued walking, hands in his pocketss. She wouldn't be able to escape anyway.

[Sad Eyes]

Suddenly being dropped into the cold water she sneezed. Water wasn't being good to her this year.
"I HATE YOU!" she yells as she gets out of the water dripping wet.

[Strega]

Sly turned sharply and in an instant was in front of her, a cold glare plastered on his face, harsh enough to kill even a plant, "You know nothing of hatred."

[Sad Eyes]

"If YOU DOUBT ME! Then here is it. MY OWN UNCLE SOLD ME TO THIS LIFE!!" she yells at him as tears flow down her face.

[Strega]

"My family was torchered and murdered before my eyes! Then once those basta rds turned me, they made sure the first thing I fed on was my children! I've had three thousand plus years to let my anger boil into nothing but pure loathing! You know betrayal, but what you speak of is not hatred!" Sly's voice was amazingly strong and loud for the thin man. He adjusted his glasses and once again continued towards the dining room.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien falls to her knees and then lays down in the water. She had felt it all. All his anger, his pain, and hate. She wanted to die now, even more than before.

[Strega]

Sly paid no mind. If she didn't come eat, he'd have the animal trainer hold her down and have the maids feed her. He was in no mood to play her games, or at least what he considered games.

[Sad Eyes]

Slowly Luthien closes her eyes and starts to breathe in shallow gasps. Her body was becoming as cold as the water and her heartbeat was slowly faltering.

[Strega]

Sly looked back and frowned. He sighed, pulling her out of the water. He still had most of his body heat from the blood she'd given him, so he wasn't cold. A maid scurried over with a warm towel. Sly pulled it around Luthien's body, rubbing at her arms gentley with the towel to heat her up a bit.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien just layed there her wet red hair layed over her face and back adding an ethreal glow to her cold and pale body. Her eyes was still shut and her lips were a blueish color. A shiver erupted from her and she opened her eyes. Looking around she tried to find out where she was.

[Strega]

"ah, good, your eyes are open." Sly's tone was once again soft, but there was no emotion. Although, if someone could read souls, there would be that small, small flicker of hope, somewhere deep down within his.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien lays there not acknowledging his presence or that she heard him at all. She just stared into the distance trying to cope with the feelings that he had forced apon her fragile mind. She was what she was she couldn't help it.

[Strega]

Sly sighed, carrying her to the dining room, He held onto her as he spoke quietly with the servant that was in there.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien's head rolled back revealing to him her clouded eyes. They weren't their average sienna color but instead a dull lifeless brown.

[Strega]

"Hmmm... Think I broke her......" Sly murmered, then sighed, "That's the....."
"Sixth one this week, Master...." the maid kept her head bowed, but she eyed Luthien.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien's eyes flared to life as she heard what he said. She slaps him and falls to the ground. her hair covering her as she forces herself up as she looks him in the eyes. The old sparkle returning to her eyes. She wouldn't let this Mablung break her, his emotions was just so overpowering to her. She couldn't comprehend the depth of them before she absorbed them to quickly into her.

[Strega]

The maid gasped a little at the slap, but the faint shadow of a smile twitched onto Sly's lips, "Good. Now, ready to eat?"

[Sad Eyes]

"No." was all the Luthien says before she turns to leave him. She needed to get away from everyone for a little while.

[Strega]

"Not the right answer." Sly's hand shot out and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around and pulling her a bit closer, "Force fe-"
"Unca Si!" a small kiddish voice giggled and a small blur shot towards the older man, catching him off gaurd.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien's eyes widen at the Unca Si part of the little blurs interuption, which she was thankful for.

[Strega]

Sly's face lit with happiness and he let go of Luthien, picking the child up, "Rosemary!"
A man entered the room with a soft chuckle, "Already on a new slave?"
Sly nodded, listening to the steady flow of babble from Rosemary's mouth. The child's eyes then focused on Luthien and she stopped. Her eyes lit with excitement, "Oooooh!" she bounced in Sly's grasp, "Ca' she pway dows wif me?!"
"Actually, I was planning on her watching you while your Dad and I spar again...." Sly looked at Luthien.

((Rosemary: http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj222/kadences_mom/Child.jpg ))

[Sad Eyes]

((CUTENESS!! IT BURNS!! ^_^ *really she's cute*.))
Luthien looked at the little girl with no emotion. She was confused on something. How was the girl his neice? She was way to cute and cuddly to be realated to either of the males before her.

[Strega]

((lol, Sly's not related to her, but she's known him since she can remember, but Luthien won't figure that out until Rosemary blabs it or Sly feels it's neccassary to tell her.))

Rosemary wriggled from Sly's grasp, landing on her feet and taking a hold of Luthien's hand, "C'ma! I show you whewe the nuwsewy is!" and she tugged on Luthien's hand as she started to walk.

[Sad Eyes]

((^_^ Thanks for the information.))

"O-okay." Luthien gasps as she feels the little one grasp her hand but a smile soon graces her features. "Lets go little one." Luthien grins as she lets the little one pull her around.

[Strega]

((lol, you're welcome.))

Sly and the other male watched them disappear into the hallways.

"When'd Unca Si ge' 'ou?" Rosemary's words were almost there own language.

[Sad Eyes]

"Yesterday." Luthien says as she looks down at the girl. Luthien's eyes widening in shock as she realised that she wanted a kid, but she left that to herself.

[Strega]

Rosemary grinned, "I wuv Unca Si. He spoiws me." she stood on her tiptoes and opened a door, revealing a pink and purple room with many windows. Toys and dolls were everwhere, some dating back hundreds of years ago. There was even a bed, and on the other side of the room a crib. It was obvious she spent alot of time at Sly's. One of the windows over looked a bleak chamber, though.

[Sad Eyes]

"I can tell." Luithen grins as her eyes scan the room, and stares for a bit at the bleak room. "I think he loves you too."

[Strega]

"Tha's wha' he says when he tucks me in." Rosemary nodded, going over to one of the toy chests.

The lights turned on in the room, revealing padded walls and punching bags that were obviously abused, but they weren't made of something soft. Sly and the other man walked into the room, both in loose pants and no shirts. As soon as two containers were set down, the two were fighting, fist fighting, but it wasn't violent, it looked more like play, even though they were hurling each other across the room.

[Sad Eyes]

"Really?" Luthien asks as she looks at the other room. Men, always fighting she would never understand them. Then she goes to the toy chest with Rosemary.

[Strega]

Rosemary nodded, sifting through the toys, "Uh huh. Daddy le's me stay here alo'. He says that Unca Si wused to have kids but he don't no mo'e." she shook her head.

[Sad Eyes]

"I know." Luthien answers as she starts to brush a doll's hair. She might be an elf but she still loved to play with the little ones.

[Strega]

"Daddy sai' they went away. I don' wanna weave Unca Si and Daddy." she walked over to Luthien and held up another doll,"Wanna pway?"

[Sad Eyes]

"Of course little one." Luithen giggles as she starts to play with Rosemary. Rosemary reminded Luithen of her own little sister Tamuril.

[Strega]

Of course, dolls amused the girl for hours, so after several hours, the men were standing in the doorway. Rosemary's father chuckled, "Wanna stay the night with Luthien and Sly?"
Rosemary's eyes lit up and she nodded.
Sly looked at Luthiena, "I have to get her to eat first....." his tone was a bit lighter, and he'd obviously showered, his hair was still damp.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien looked up at 'Si' and grinned, playfullness resonating in her deep seinna eyes. "No." was all she said before she continued to braid the dolls hair.

[Strega]

"then I'm sorry, Rosemary, you have to go home tonight." Sly leaned down and kissed the small girl's forhead as se pouted.
"Pweeeeeease?" she attempted, but Sly shook his head.

[Sad Eyes]

"Fine, don't punish the girl." Luthien states as she looks over at Rosemary, she didn't want to eat exspecially with 'Si', "I'll eat."

[Strega]

"YAY!" Rosemary took luthien's hand and rushed her to the dining room.

Sly looked at the other male and ran his hand through his hair with a sigh, "I can't get Liza off my mind lately.... That's why I'm going through them so fast...."
He raised an eyebrow, "What do you think is making her linger on your mind....?"
Sly shrugged, "Beats me."

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien watches the little girl eat her weight in food which causes Luthien to quirk her eyebrow. Luthien then looks down at her plate and eats a salad and a peice of bread. She would drink some water later.

[Strega]

Rosemary could eat alot. It would never affect her. The girl was a fairy who had not yet gotten her wings. She babbled between bites.

[Sad Eyes]

"So your a fae?" Luthien asks as she sips some of Rosemarys fast disappearing water, "I'm an Elf."

[Strega]

Rosemary grins, "Daddy says I'm his wittwe Faewy!" she then continued to eat, yet her father had no wings.

[Sad Eyes]

"Your still young." Luthien sighs as she grins at her. She was starting to miss her home again and she was getting the urge to walk off.

[Strega]

At that time Sly and Rosemary's father walked in. The latter kissed Rosemary's forehead, "Love you. See you tomarrow." and after she said her goodbyes, he left. Sly watched Luthien and Rosemary.

[Sad Eyes]

"If you'll excuse me." Luthien states as she gets up hurridly and leaves the room. Running down a random hallway she starts to cry again.

[Strega]

Rosemary looked at Sly and blinked.
Sly smiled softly at her, "She's dealing with her own issues." he held a hand out to her and she took it happily. He picked her up and spun her around, closing his eyes and keeping her close, "I love you, Rosey."
"I wuv 'ou too, Unca Si!" she giggled.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien wanted to go home. She wanted to see her family, her marriage to the temple, she wanted to have elf children, not elvish and mablung, after her service to the temple. But would that happen? No. She was now a defiled slave. Alone in her world of mirrors.
Composing herself she goes back to the dinning room oh so quietly and watches 'Si' and Rosemary.

[Strega]

Sly held Rosemary as if she were his own then pulled a bit of space between them, a bit of pain flickering in his eyes, "How about you go ask Cook for some ice cream, hm?" he set the girl down and she rushed off.
Sly took a seat in a chair and rubbed his temples, not noticing Luthien's prescence, which was rare for him to be so ungaurded.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien walks over to him and places her hand on his shoulder, prepaired this time mind you. She was offering the only comfort she knew how to give.

[Strega]

Sly about jumped out of his skin and he looked at her, the only thing in his eyes pain, his age written on his face and how much he'd been through, yet he looked innocent in a way.

[Sad Eyes]

She sits down beside him and hugs him. She knew that he had been through a lot and needed to be loved again, unfortunitly she couldn't but maybe some one else would.

[Strega]

Sly let his head drop to her shoulder. Everything in his head screaming for him to stop, but not many had come close enough to comfort, and those who had had died from age many many moons ago. He'd collect himself once he could wrap his mind around his situation, but for the moment, he was more vulnerable then Rosemary.

[Sad Eyes]

Slowly Luthien runs her fingers through his hair, laying her head down on his.

[Strega]

Sly felt ridiculous, but paid no mind to it. He closed his eyes, but still did not hug her, not sure what she would do. He hated wallowing in self pity, but he hadn't done so in quite a while, so he let it go.

[Sad Eyes]

"Your not ridiculous your just showing pent up emotions." Luthien whispers as she rubs his back with her other hand.

[Strega]

"and pent up is how they belong." Sly knew his strength and when he let his emotions go, things could get ugly. Either he went on a rampage, or simply melted into a puddle of ooze, totally and utterly open to attack. It was rarely the latter.

[Sad Eyes]

"No they don't, they'll eat at you and eat at you till you can't take it." she answers him

[Strega]

Sly made a noise resembling that of one belonging to a pout, "Maybe it's better that way."

[Sad Eyes]

"Aww." she whispers as she lifts his face to look into his eyes.

[Strega]

His eyes still held the look, but it was lessened. He wasn't quite sure how to take the 'aaw', but said nothing, just watching her. He pushed his glasses up.

[Sad Eyes]

Suddenly Luthien feels nauseous and runs to the trashcan in the hall and proceeds to through up her guts.

[Strega]

Sly blinked for amoment, watching her. That moment was all it took for him to pull himself together. He straightened up in his seat and the mask was once more on his face.

[Sad Eyes]

After that little throwing up incident she falls to her knees and dry heaves a little before she takes a napkin and wipes her face off.

[Strega]

Rosemary walked in once she was done, smiling up at Sly, "I go' moosetwacks."
"Really?" Sly looked at her with an absent smile.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien sits in the corner watching the scene. She was getting tired again. So she quietly got up and left the room heading towards the closet to sleep in.

[Strega]

After several minutes of babbling, Sly managed to get Rosemary to allow one of the maids to bathe her, then he tucked her in. He found Luthien and picked her up. He carried her to his room and laid with her on his bed.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien feeling the sudden change in her surroundings curls up in a tight ball. She didn't want anyone to hurt her or the secret.

[Strega]

Sly didn't seem to notice, instead he lay there, thinking about his past, the people in it, and those who weren't coming back. He pulled the blankets over her after standing and left the room.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien layed there sleeping soundly as her arms curled protectivly across her middle something unconcious she did. Her unconcious mind told her to protect something there.

[Strega]

Sly went to the library, again not able to sleep, although, once he sat down, he drifted off into a sleep with nightmares he couldn't wake from.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien wakes up and searches for 'him' she was getting scared because she knew he was emotional unstable. Finding him she gently tries to wake him.

[Strega]

Sly's eyes snapped open, his nails digging into the arm of the chair and he looked ready to pounce until his mind registered who'd woken him, "Yes?" he murmered, now calm and collected, although the thin beads of sweat on his skin and his goosebumps were a dead give away to the nightmare.

[Sad Eyes]

"You okay?" Luthien asks as she touches his forehead, she didn't want him to get scared. She was use to him being a cynical and cold-hearted person already; Seeing that he was a little scared freaked her out.

[Strega]

((lol, he's not.... kind of not.... he's only slightly.... Okay, maybe he is a bit cold and cynical....))

"I'm fine." Sly brushed the hand away, "What do you need?" he glanced at the books along the walls.

[Sad Eyes]

"I just got worried." she answers as she sits down in the floor and the whispers, "I missed you."

[Strega]

Well that was new. Sly wasn't quite sure how to respond to that, "... You know, there's more than one chair in this library for a reason...." he mumbled, motioning for her to sit in a chair.

[Sad Eyes]

"Nah, I perfur the chair. Their is less chance of me falling down here." she giggles as she curls up and yawns as she falls asleep again.

[Strega]

Sly watches her curiously. He goes to a corner of the library and pulls a blanket from the chest and puts it over her, then a pillow under her head.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien wraps her arms around the pillow and starts to snore a bit. She was really, really tired and she just wanted something at least faintly familer

[Strega]

((I hate wireless internet....))

Sly watched her curiously. He normally didn't watch people while they slept, but she was intersting to say the least.

[Sad Eyes]

((DSL))
Luthien takes one hand and holds her stomach before she rolls over again and starts to snore again.

[Strega]

((*cries* I miss DSL))

Sly continued to watch her. She seemed so protective of her stomach.

((... For as smart as he is, he's stupid on that subject....))

[Sad Eyes]

((I agree. Mine takes a bit to get running though.))
Suddenly Luthien lets out a little sneeze and curls up protecting her stomach even more.

[Strega]

((lol))

Sly walked over to her and stroked the side of her head softly.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien nuzzled his hand. She wanted to feel safeish.

[Strega]

Sly sat down next to her and continued to stroke her head, humming a tune he'd learned when he was younger.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien rolls back over towards him and cuddles to him. She was in on of her less prominate moods.

[Strega]

Sly blinked questioningly but didn't move her. He continued to hum and stroke the side of her head. He actually didn't mind it. Truth be told, he enjoyed taking care of others when they weren't arguing with him.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien lets out a small sigh before she pulls him closer to her. She was tired and in a bad condition she lightly tugs at a lock of his hair in her sleep.


((I'm sorry if it is not coherent. I'm sick as a dog right now.))

[Strega]

((Aw, I'm sowwy. Wanna hug to make it feel better?))

Sly wrinkled his nose as his hair was tugged. He removed his hair from her grasp and continues to hum.

[Sad Eyes]

((Pwease? Coughs.))
After a few hours of sleep Luthien wakes up and looks at 'him'. Her eyes were still sleep cloudy, as was her mind, so she scooted into his lap.

[Strega]

((*huggles*))

Sly sighed a little and stroked the side of her head. He'd stopped humming and was now just waiting.

[Sad Eyes]

((Thank roo.))

"I'm..." she yawns as she pulls herself closer to him. She was going to tell him later.

[Strega]

((You're welcome.))

"You're....?" Sly watched her curiously.

[Sad Eyes]

"Going to throw up." Luthien answers as she hurriedly gets up and throws up in the nearest trashcan.

((^_^))

[Strega]

Sly stood and brushed himself off.

[Sad Eyes]

After a few minutes Luthien composed herself and looks at 'him'. "It seems you've knocked me up." she glares at him before she starts to exit the room.

((-.-;; That was completly and uterly what I would say. O.o))

[Strega]

((lol))

"I wha...." Sly blinked as his head reeled, out of all of his slaves, even those who lasted years, he'd never gotten any of them pregnant. So the thought was a bit of a shock to him, a bit too much as his eyes closed and he fell to the floor with a thud.

[Sad Eyes]

((I've got to say that to my bf if I ever get pregnant. *grins evily*))
"He took it better than expected." Luthien answers as she hurries over to him and pats his cheek, "Come on, I'm the only one here with an excuse to faint at anytime."

[Strega]

((lol))

Sly remained unconscious. He groaned a little and rolled away from her touch, "Five.... moreminutesh....."

[Sad Eyes]

"I'm going to throw up again in three." she yells in his ear. She was going to get him up no matter what.

[Strega]

"Liza...." Sly groaned, softly pushing her away, "Tell Kira to stop it...." he curled up into a small ball. He was lost in a far away time.

[Sad Eyes]

"I'm not Kira, or Liza. You don't even know my name." Luthien answers as she gets up and goes to a corner hugging the trashcan protectivly. She was going to leave soon anyway...after she finished throwing up.

[Strega]

"Unca Si!!!!" Rosemary called from the hallway.
Sly's eyes snapped open and he sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
The small girl was in the doorway. She grinned, "Hiya Unca Si! Sweepy head!" she rushed to him and hugged him.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien grins as she sees Rosemary but she gets up and exits the room. Walking down the hall she lets out a little sigh and makes it to a cabinet. She starts to look for small things that might help her on her journey.

[Strega]

Sly stood with the small girl, "Hungry?" he didn't worry about Luthien. She wouldn't be going anywhere, especially not now. his head of security was already doubling the security and Sly's speed was enough.
Rosemary nodded.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien let out a small sound of disdain as she felt 'His' smugness in his abilities. She loved a challenge though, she would leave by any means. Slowly she started to sing in the ancient laungage of her anscestors, it had a calming effect on her.

[Strega]

Sly took Rosemary to the dining room, humming softly to her.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien walks out of the kitchen and into the dinning room, carring with her a small napkin filled with non-perishables. Looking at 'Him' and Rosemary she turns and goes back to the kitchen. She was going to exit using the back door.

[Strega]

And that, of course was blocked. One of the cooks looked at her and shooed her into the dining room, "Out of my kitchen! Shoo!"

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien glared at the door and turned and exited the dinning room. She was getting a little angry at the fates right now. If she had to she would jump to her death from the second story to get away from him.

[Strega]

All of the windows on the upper floors were either too small to get out of and those that weren't, were conveniently being patrolled. It was obvious that this wasn't the first time a slave had tried to escape.

[Sad Eyes]

Growling out of anger she went into the library and sat in the corner. Tears escaping her eyes as she thought of her baby being a slave. She had to get out of here at nearly any cost.

[Strega]

Rosemary poked her head into the living room, "Why you cwyin', Wuffien?" okay, so Rosemary couldn't pronounce Luthien. She still sounded cute.>.<

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien looked up and laughed motioning for the girl to come near her. "It's complicated little one but would you like for me to read to you?"

[Strega]

Rosemary's eyes lit and she nodded, running over and sitting in Luthien's lap excitedly.

[Sad Eyes]

"What would you like me to read to you little one?" Luthien asks as she looks at the books beside her. She could read many laungages do to her training as a scribe, she could write too but that would remain a secret for the time being.

[Strega]

"I don' know. Supwise me!" she giggled.

[Sad Eyes]

"How about The Velvatine Rabbit?" Luthien asks the little girl as she gets the book and opens to the first page. Luthien hadn't read a childrens book sense she helped take care of Tamuril.

[Strega]

"Sure." Rosemary nodded then settled in once more.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien started to read to Rosemary in her softest voice and read to her till the little girl went to sleep. Then she just hugged her to her and fell asleep also.

[Strega]

((I have to go. Should be on later.))

Sly watched the two and rubbed his temples.

[Sad Eyes]

((M'kay.))

Luthien let out a small sigh as she dreamed of home.

[Strega]

Sly then went to the front door, opening it to reveal Rosemary's dad. Sly let him in and led him to the library where the two were asleep.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien held Rosemary tighter to her as she started to cry in her sleep.

[Strega]

Sly walked over, removing Rosemary from Luthien's grip and softly waking her.

[Sad Eyes]

Waking up a bit Luthien looks at them but then goes back to sleep.

[Strega]

Sly picks her up and holds her a bit protectively.
Rosemary's dad's eyes ((I'm naming him Mitch...)) lit with anger, "Is she...?"
Sly glares at him wordlessly.
"This is no way to fix Liza's death!" Mitch hisses, "It's dangerous and you know it!"

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien wakes up finally and glares at them both. "Do you mind?", she didn't like either male so the sooner they left the sooner she could get back to plotting. "Blame Him.", she remarks pointing at Sly.

[Strega]

Sly's grip grew more protective as Mitch made a move. Sly jumped back, landing on the other side of the room, "You won't touch her."
"Unca Si?" Rosemary was confused.
"This is insane, Sly!" Mitch growled.

[Sad Eyes]

"Question...what the Hell is happening?", Luthien asks as she looks at Mitch coming towards them.

[Strega]

"That thing that you're carrying is an abomination!" Mitch replied coldly.
A hiss ripped from Sly's throat as he narrowed his eyes at Mitch, "Get the hell out of here."

[Sad Eyes]

"It's not it's fault!" Luthien yells as she flies out of Slys grasp and slaps Mitch.

[Strega]

Mitch glares, "You'll both regret this..." Mitch picked a whimpering Rosemary up and left.

Sly watched Luthien carefully.

[Sad Eyes]

Luthien breaks down crying and looks over at Sly. "Why?"