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Feb 6, 2016 22:51:42 GMT -5
Post by Mass-produced Junk on Feb 6, 2016 22:51:42 GMT -5
Nempila Trikna
Bastard.
Downright filthy, intolerable, insolent bastard...
Nempila struggled to her feet, throwing a look of hatred to the man before her. Already, he's dismissed her to work on other matters. She detested him. His look, his voice, his existence... The female loathed every aspect of his existence. She knew, however, that he knew that, thus his extensive measures towards protecting himself from any unpleasant outbursts from her.
The things he's done... Nempila felt violated, for one. With that constant smirk on his face, he most certainly was a pervert to some degree. He was so cold, however, that would almost be a compliment... Whoever he's done... Whatever he's done to the old warden, she was going to get him back for it. The bastard had filthed up her home the last few years since he came into power. It was almost unforgivable...
As the guards began to take her away to her cell, she continued to shudder slightly. That... Numbing fluid, whatever it was he fowled her blood with, took awhile to start to wear off. Even for her more durable than average body, That deprivations was difficult to take. She surely would have started to fall into madness had she not recite sections of her favorite books over and over.
Her legs starting regains strength, she walked more adeptly alongside the guards. At least they're tolerable... After several minutes of walking, they finally reached her cell. It was a specialized cell within Sector 3. Nempila's been told, that her power is on scale with that of a 5, however, lacking combat techniques and useless against the guard's armor, she was originally in a Sector 4 cell.
The old warden, however... She considered him a fatherly figure, of some sorts. Her compliance with the warden and guards in general overall earned her a rather comfortable and luxurious position within Sector 3. A place she was happy to call home. She even befriended a few of the guards who were regularly stationed next to her. The new bastard has been making things hard, however...
Now with a headache, Nempila entered her cell, and carefully sat down, before laying down onto her bed. Maybe I should read something... Ah, I hope he sends me a new book, it's been so long...
Bastard.
Downright filthy, intolerable, insolent bastard...
Nempila struggled to her feet, throwing a look of hatred to the man before her. Already, he's dismissed her to work on other matters. She detested him. His look, his voice, his existence... The female loathed every aspect of his existence. She knew, however, that he knew that, thus his extensive measures towards protecting himself from any unpleasant outbursts from her.
The things he's done... Nempila felt violated, for one. With that constant smirk on his face, he most certainly was a pervert to some degree. He was so cold, however, that would almost be a compliment... Whoever he's done... Whatever he's done to the old warden, she was going to get him back for it. The bastard had filthed up her home the last few years since he came into power. It was almost unforgivable...
As the guards began to take her away to her cell, she continued to shudder slightly. That... Numbing fluid, whatever it was he fowled her blood with, took awhile to start to wear off. Even for her more durable than average body, That deprivations was difficult to take. She surely would have started to fall into madness had she not recite sections of her favorite books over and over.
Her legs starting regains strength, she walked more adeptly alongside the guards. At least they're tolerable... After several minutes of walking, they finally reached her cell. It was a specialized cell within Sector 3. Nempila's been told, that her power is on scale with that of a 5, however, lacking combat techniques and useless against the guard's armor, she was originally in a Sector 4 cell.
The old warden, however... She considered him a fatherly figure, of some sorts. Her compliance with the warden and guards in general overall earned her a rather comfortable and luxurious position within Sector 3. A place she was happy to call home. She even befriended a few of the guards who were regularly stationed next to her. The new bastard has been making things hard, however...
Now with a headache, Nempila entered her cell, and carefully sat down, before laying down onto her bed. Maybe I should read something... Ah, I hope he sends me a new book, it's been so long...