Branding Day

Snow White was relieved that their captor was at least gentle with this Meg person and slowly headed towards her after the man had left. She didn't look good and was staring after their captor with a longing look in her eyes, that made Snow White blink in surprise. Snow White looked critically at Meg's palm and relaxed when she saw the VP, at least she was safe.

When he walked away from her Meg felt even worse, if that was still possible: she didn't want him to leave, she wanted him here, with her, even for a short bit, even for only one second more, even if she was confused because of the drug and the illness... she needed him. And was with urgency in the voice tha she called his name, loud enough that she could hear her "John!" in her mind, just the hope that he could came back

He had just called Lilo when Meg shouted his name. His head whipped in her direction. Just the sound of her voice calling his name, was making him teary eyed. He quickly blinked a few times to hold the tears back.
"Yes?" he asked carefully.

She looked at him, and when he finally replied to her she swallowed: he was actually talking to her... But what could she say now? She had too many questions... and in the end just one crossed her lips "So she's... she's pregnant..." she wasn't more clear, just because probably he didn't want make all of his prisoners know that he was becoming father, but her phrase was clear enough: she knew. "Congratulations..." she ended in a bittersweet tone

Her congratulating him burned him to the core of his very soul. She couldn't have said anything to hurt him more.
"Thx," he said hesitantly before turning away from her. He couldn't talk to her, couldn't see her. It was all just too painful.
"LILO!" he called again.

Was that his name? John, she wondered again what this John had done to become this way. She felt her heart wrench as Meg shot this John a smile and congratulated him on Cinderella being pregnant. Snow White's eyes were probably bug-eyed now, but she didn't care. Cinderella was pregnant with his child?

"JOHN!" she called him again when he turned away from her: she didn't want let him go *please stay, please stay, please stay...* was her only though.
"Why did you tell me that you're sorry? Sorry for what? Why did you send her to me? What was that? A new torture? A new way to hurt me?" finally the questions found the way to cross her lips: her tone was a mix of anger and desperation, and she didn't care anymore if the others were listening.

ooc: Snow, i haven't done names, you can understand that he's becoming father, but i haven't mentioned the mother

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up

"SHUT UP!" he yelled, turning to her as fast as he could with tears in his eyes, raising his hand to point the index finger in her direction. He didn't want to hear anymore. He didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Just leave me the fuck alone!

It hurted to much see him yell to her in this way, without love... but she couldn't shut up: if that was the only way that she had to talk with him, fuck, it was better than nothing!
"Wanna make me shut up? Kill me! I've asked for it!" she replied in the same tone full of desperation "But if you won't kill me i won't be silent, and you have to answer to! You have just to tell me why! Is it funny for you? Is it still part of you game?"

A single tear fell down his cheek at her words, though he hoped she wouldn't notice.
"Has it ever been anything but a game?" he asked coldly.

"It was more for me..."
she whispered in a barely audible way
*Why can't i raise?! Why had you to drug me?! Why have i to be so sick?!!!*
she thought desperatly, feeling trapped in that room: she wanted to approach him, she wanted it so desperatly! She wanted break something, as she used to do when she was angry...
"So what do you want now to me? Why had you to heal me? Can't i even die without your permission?"
Only when she ended to talk she noticed a tear on his face... she frowned... but after all she was still confused because of the drug... probably it was just her imagination... or it wasn't?

He looked away from her as more tears fell down his cheek.
"It was all just a game Meg, get over it."

It hurted, but it was just break the already broken pieces of her heart. And she had nothing to loose now...
"Even the 'i'm sorry' was a game? Even this? What kind of game is it? Tell me! I don't see the point! You won already with me! So why i'm i still alive? WHY?"
She was trying to provoke him, and it was clear that she wouldn't be silence as long as she had the possibility to stay with him...

He quickly wiped his tears, hoping no one had seen him, before he turned his back to her and ignored her.
"Lilo," he called coldly.

Anya watched everything, silently. She raised her eyebrow slightly. So the villain did have a heart....

Ariel looked around. She saw Sinbad. She didn't say anything. She tried to ignore the villain and Meg.

She was stood with a girl with black hair. Long black hair.

"Hi, I'm Ariel. Who are you?"

OOC: I love you too Sinbad <3

Meg felt the desperation grow inside her: now he wasn't even talk to her... she felt ignored, so alone, so empty... The tears crossed silently her cheecks: she wished just to be dead. Anything was important now...

[[OOC IM HERE!!!!ANNND Ariel are you talking about me??XDD XDD Just woke up sorry if I'm slow D: ]]

Eric observed Villain, suspicious. He who had always believed that Megara was his only weak point. And if it was finished?
Finish.
Eric turned to Anya. She was a little farther, on his right. Eric squeezed fists. Finish. It was so much necessary to make her stop suffering. Closing eyes, he felt his heart beating, too fast then too slowly. Eric opened eyes.
It was time.
His fever was not crossed, it was always so hard to think. When he had made his decision, he wanted to recover. But Villain began roaring.
-LILO!
- No...

OOC: Meg, I love you! Please don't die!

Pocahontas looked away from Eric when he looked at Anya, Staring at the Villain. It was almost obvious that the Villain had a little bit of a heart. She then saw a little girl with long black hair, feeling her heart beat faster, "[i]He is going to brand a little GIRL!?" she couldn't help but, think about that. This was just a game to him. She stood there not letting herself stand up again. She wasn't going to make that mistake ever again...

She wanted so bad to die in that moment, or at least to faint. But as everytime that in the past she wished it, it didn't happen. Life was always unfair, she knew it. Silent tears continued to cross her cheecks.

ooc: awww!!! *huggles Eric* you're so kind!!! <3
it's really a pity that Meg now is so depressed

Anya glanced over at Eric. He was still standing with Pocahontas. Pain flashed accross her face for a brief moment. She quickly looked away.

As Lilo stood in front of him she had a clear view of his face.
"Isn't it my little favorite. Tell you a secret," he said and bent down to whisper to her.
"You are probably my favorite prisoner," he winked at her and pulled away before he grabbed the branding iron tool and branded her VP. He knew she was strong enough to take it. He washed it and bandaged it before letting her go to the others.

Pocahontas looked at Anya, seeing her look away. She looked up at Eric abit, guilt rushed up in her. She then looked back at Anya, "I think your..girlfriend wants you..Eric.." The pain rushed into her as she said, 'Girlfriend.' Turning away to hide her pain she looked at the Villain. Then the line of people he still had to brand. She looked down at her bandage, looking at the 'W' on her palm...She wrapped it up again. Standing there not letting Eric see the pain that was on her face...

Eric inspired profoundation, squeezing his fists, feeling the pain of his two wounds crossing his body. Shaking the head, he looked at Pocahontas.
- My Dragonfly, he murmured. I am sorry that he caught you because of me.
He had a smile, more real.
- But I am satisfied to see again you. Really.
He smiles to her, once again.

(OOC: NO not yet!! We have to wait! remember?)

OOC: He just wanna know how she is, but okay dear ;D

(OOC: Ah ok!! I thought you were doing the otehr thing!)

Pocahontas's heard her name come from his lips, holding back the tears that were coming now, "It's...alright..Scorpio..." She hesitated a lot but, she kept staring at the line of people. She hated being here. Pocahontas walked to Odette and Dimitri, sitting down. Not saying anything, she just sat there, putting her knees up so her head would lay on them. She was tired and dizzy...

OOC: AWWW my poor Bestie!!

OOC: I love you bestie Q~Q -huggles-

OOC: I love you too!! *huggles back*

OOC: Best ennemie for me, but so cute together ;D
OOC@Anya: Ah! I've edited my post :$

Hear somebody call him Scorpio.... It made so for a long time... And it was so... good.
Slowly, he approached his Dragonfly. Slowly, he put on knees in front of her, putting the hand marked on the head.
- Dragonfly. I know you. Don't isolate yourself as you do it often.
Pocahontas did not move, motionless remainder. Eric smiles.
- Pocahontas. Look at me.

(OOC: No It was fine! I just thought you were going to do that one thing!

Anya heard Eric talk. She bit her lip. Don't cry. she sat down next to Odette

Pocahontas looked up to him. There were tears in her eyes, "Yes..." She couldn't help but to let the tears fall down her face, "Scorpio..."

- Dragonfly.
Eric smiles. It was so simple. It was just as before. Her friend. Slowly, he took a drill of her hair.
- You haven't change.
He had a smile.
- Always too emotional and protective to me.
He smiles, before wiping one of her tears.

OOC: Anya, I feel so bad --'

Anya didn't want to be here anymore She squeezed her legs up to her chest. She rested her head on her knees. Closing her eyes. Still squeezing her legs tighter. Any where but here....she'd give anything to be anywhere away from this damn basement

Pocahontas's eyes widened, feeling him take her hand softly then wipe her tears. Her eyes looked into his as a smile started to form, "Eric.." She couldn't say anything else. It felt like before they had to say goodbye. Pocahontas couldn't say anything else, amazed he came to her after she said his nickname...

[[OOC D: Poor Anya...I LOVE YOU Q~Q]]

(OOC: I still love you too!!)

Without resting too much the hand not to have pain, Eric put it in Poca's hair.
It was simple. It was as before.
My best friend...
-Are you always so talkative, or it is just today? He says with a smile.

She smiled, laughing a bit, "It's just today.." She looked at him, "I'm sorry I got myself caught..." She had to say sorry again, Pocahontas wanted to make sure he knew she tried her best to get away...

Shut up shut up! Anya wanted to scream, she didn't want to hear them anymore. A single tear escaped her eyes and ran down her cheek. She quickly brushed it away

- I know that you made your better, Pocahontas. I was able nothing to make either.
Lowering eyes, he tried not to look at Anya. Stay far from her. It was harder than planned.
- Nobody was able to make anything.
Raising the head, he smiles. No false smile, but no sincere either.

She looked down, smiling. Pocahontas lowered her knees. She looked at him, "I'm glad you found someone." she smiled, a smile that wasn't fake. He was happy for him..Pocahontas was now, not paying attention to the stinging pain her hand was giving her.

The smile of Eric congealed, before he recovering.
- Yes. I'm very lucky.
A luck which it would soon be necessary to kill.
- And you?
With all his heart, he hoped that she did not love him any more, not like that. That she was not to block in their moments there. This moment there.


OOC: and me? No one love meeeeeeeeee

Pocahontas looked at him and shook her head, "No..I don't have anyone..Probably don't want anyone." She laughed, she was so used to be alone and not having a partner it was easy to say that.

[[OOC I love you ^^ But, Anya might be pissed at you o-e..]]

He quickly branded the rest of them and looked over the bunch of marked people.

[OOC: If you want to know what I marked everyone, look in the List section]

He put his hand in his pocket and pulled up 20 keys. Each room was represented with 2 keys. He laid them on the table and removed the branding iron tools. "Here you go," he said. "You choose your own rooms today. Of course, there is not enough keys for everyone so... who ever is unfortunate enough to not get their hands on a key... will stay here."
He opened his arms as if to show off the basement.
"Cindy, you're coming with me."

Eric frowned. He knew her rather solitary person but... Was it a choice or a consequence?
Slowly, he tilted the head on the side.
- You will find somebody, I am persuaded. You just have to open your eyes.
Slowly, he held out the hand marked towards her, getting of the finger her heart.
- And protect that one, he smiled.