Branding Day

[Ooc, darn it!]
For just a moment, she could see him actually pondering her question than his eyes darkened and Snow White winced as she realized what was about to happen. He branded her with a W, the pain seared and her eyes watered from the pain she dimly realized that he was shouting at her. Before she could move, she was thrown to the floor before a young man with brown hair and tender brown eyes. Her hand felt like it was on fire and she whimpered in pain and fear.

(OOC: Uh Oh...shit is going to go down Sinbad better watch yourself! )

[[OOC Shit is indeed about to go down...

@Snow Pocahontas went up to snow to see if she was alright ^^]]

OOC: I almost forget how much Villain hates Sinbad. Almost xD Sinny, you're gonna die xD

{OOC: I'm already scared, and you guys are not helping at all xD }

OOC: I wonder if the Villain will create a brand lower than Worm just for Sinbad xDD

(OOC: What's lower than worm? Maggot? That could work! )

[[OOC Sinbad your a strong man ^^ unless..you do get killed o-e]]

Good, he thought. This would give him a better opportunity of releasing his stress.
He quickly walked up to him and punched him in the stomach so hard he fell to his knees.
"Bad decision Sinny," he said with an evil voice before dragging him to the table by his neck. Once they were there he couldn't resist the opportunity to kick him a few times in the stomach while he was lying down. Unable to fight him off, Sinbad did nothing of importance to escape or fight back.
He grabbed his wrist tightly and pulled so hard his arm almost got dislocated, but only almost.
He quickly grabbed the iron branding tool with his other hand and marked a W on to his palm.
He cleaned it and bandaged it, feeling some of his anger leave his body before he strengthlessly pushed Sinbad towards the others.

She dimly realized that the young woman Pocahontas was in front of her asking if she was ok. Her hand still burned, but Snow White slowly nodded and was helped up her. She smiled at Pocahontas,"Thank you." she whispered, her head still was spinning and she felt like she would collapse but she used her free hand to hold her injured hand

Eric heard a shout, a movement, a suffocated sound, and the smell grows again.
Eric wanted to vomit.
-You sick bastard...

Pocahontas looked around, looking down to her dress she ripped part of it off not caring if it was way off now, the back long but the front shorter. She tore the cloth in half the part she ripped off, cleaning her wound as much as possible without water she hoped it would help at least. She then wrapped her hand with the piece of cloth around her hand, "That's as much as I can do but, I hope it helps. I'm Pocahontas." She smiled at her.

"Why are you so unfair, John?" he said breathless after the kicks in the stomach.
Why did he have to drug them. Sinbad felt strengthless. There was nothing he could do.
He groaned loudly as the hot iron burned a 'W' on his palm.

Snow White could feel her eyes water again, only not from pain but from how kind Pocahontas was being to her. "Thank you, I'm Snow White." She whispered. Her hand was being wrapped in a dark cloth that was faintly damp, however it did lessen the pain somewhat.

Cinderella watched, grateful, as Snow White was being cared for by a women with long black hair.

Chel? She thought, before shaking her head.

No, this woman had a different figure and look to her...

She smiled, "Nice to meet you." Her hand was burning worse now but, she didn't care she was helping someone. She sat next to her letting some tears fall from the pain, looking at Dimitri and Odette, "You okay.." Remembering they were branded, "Of course your not..It'll be alright.." She jumped when Sinbad fell to the ground, looking at him. He was branded with W for sure with the way he acted..

Snow White flinched as a young man fell next to them, she vaguely recalled his name as Sinbad or something like it. Her eyes fell on the W mark on his palm that had been hastily covered by a bandage. She struggled to sit up and with shaking hands tore off the hem of her skirt with trembling hands. She scooted towards Sinbad and used the piece of skirt to help bind the bandage.

Dimitri shook his head.. 'Its just a mark..' he muttered, his voice full of anger at how the Villain was treating everyone.

[OOC: It's on everyone's palm, not wrist ^^]

Pocahontas nodded, looking back at the Villain, wanting to shout out at him. She wanted to scream at him. Pocahontas watched Snow help Sinbad, turning to looking at Eric. She saw him looking at her she decided to let him know it was her, "It's me Eric..I'm here..I'm not...a ghost..or a Hallucination..." She bit her lips hoping he would understand, holding back the tears that were fighting to get out.

By clenching teeth, Eric closed eyes.
Calm dow, stay conscious.
Eric inspired slowly, always so badly, but more quiet. Opening eyes, Eric focused on the thing the closest to him.
An arm as pure as the driven snow. Eric clenched teeth.
-Eric... I'm not a ghost.. Or a hallucination... I'm real...
Eric clenched teeth. Poca... Slowly, he turned to her voice. Her eyes. Her voice.
-I'm sorry, he murmured.

Anya watched the girl speak to Eric. She couldn't help but feel that something went on between the two of them. The girl seemed nice though, so she won't be too quick to judge.

He didn't call any more names for a while. He just stood there taking long, deep breaths.
Calm down, John. You can't mark everyone W just because you're pissed off..
He calmed down eventually.
"Eric," he called.

[OOC: Sorry, but what hand is infected again? The left or the right? 'Cause I can mark the other instead if the right one is infected already? ]

[Ooc, are you describing me Eric?]

Anya looked at Eric. He looked...terrible. She could see the sweat on his forehead, probably from his infection. this isn't right...

Pocahontas heard Eric's name being called, looking at the Villain.. Anger building up in her, hoping he wouldn't treat him like he treated Sinbad or Snow. She sat there holding her wrist, making the pain on her palm disappear..

Eric heard his name, he was not sure, so much the head resounded. Turning the head to the voice, he had a cold smile.
Kida was right. It was good Jack.
- Jack, he murmured. How's that go, since the time? Always mad?


OOc: The right, dear, the right is infected ;D And yeah Snow, I was describing you ;D

Snow White twisted around to see a young man who as eying her arm with a dazed expression on his face. She opened her mouth to say something, and saw how Pocahontas was looking at him worried. She wasn't the only one, a few people over a young woman with red hair that was pulled back was also staring at him. Upon closer inspection, she saw something flash in the red haired woman's eyes but it fled almost as fast as it had appeared there.

"According to some," he said and smiled, waiting for him to come closer so he could brand him.

She heard eric's name being called.
Raising he head. Please don't hurt him too much..
She thought as she watched them.

In spite of the pain, Eric wanted to look at him in eyes when he would mark him. Never forget the face. Bastard...
- And otherwise, your real name? Because Villain, or the same Jack... It is a little dumped not?
His smile was cold, forced. His only envy was to massacred him, to kill him in a sadistic and violent way, to take revenge, and the fever did not really help him.

'A mark that will never go away ..' Odette muttered, staring at her palm as her tears fell onto the bandage.
She turned to Dimitri, 'I thought if we got out of here we'd be able to forget about this whole thing in time, but now ..' she balled her hand into a fist, feeling the pain as she dug her fingernails deeper into her newest wound, 'I guess it's just another scar to add to my collection ..'

Pocahontas started to get on her knees when Eric spoke to the Villain, Why was she getting brave now? Why was she ready to yell stop it if he hurt Eric? She hoped to God she wouldn't have to..

Anya inhaled sharply. what was Eric doing?! Was he trying to get himself killed?

[[OOC Anya!!! WE SHALL BE STRONG!! D: xD]]

OOC: I love the way you try to protect me girls ;D I swear, I find it so cute :3

[[OOC We do it because we love you ]]

@Eric glad you find our concern amusing XD

Through the pain that was surging once more in her palm, Snow White registered that the young man who had studying her arm was staring down their captor. Snow White felt another feeling boil towards the surface, and this time it was anger, anger that someone was holding them captive for wrongdoings. She could feel herself tense as anger cleared her mind, for once she wanted to stand up for herself and the other people there.

"You're a pittyful assassin, you know that?" he smirked and pulled him closer.
"Why can't you kill me? I bet you want to. You've had half a year Eric, what's wrong? Why can't you kill me?" he was challenging him. He was the one in control. Eric didn't stand a chance.

[OOC: Seriously though, is it Eric's right or left hand which is infected? xD]

OOC: His right

Pocahontas heard his words, her eyes darkening as she stood up, "HE ISN'T PITIFUL!!" She screamed unknowingly but, when she did realize she backed up. Feeling the gaze of the Villain upon her now..She had fear in her eyes now, "S-sorry.."

[Ooc, NO POCA!! PLEASE DON'T DIE!! ]

She looked over at the girl. Anya's eyes narrowed slightly. Why did that girl have to be so naive? She just put herself and Eric in even more danger

[[OOC My heart is pounding o-e...]]

OOC: I tell you, the right dear Ylva ;D

Eric felt the anger and the rabies burning his veins and his pulse began beating more violently in its temples. He kept his cold smile.
- I'm pittyfull? Dude, you mark people as of cattles. You're pittiful. You. That was still only you.
He smiles, coolly. Patient and druged, his only weapons, it was the words.

[[OOC o-o oh god now my heart is beating for both of them o-o]]

Snow White watched in fear as Pocahontas stood up to their captor, her eyes widened in worry. She didn't want Pocahontas to get hurt after helping her, but she wasn't brave like her.

Odette jumped when Pocahontas screamed, slowly she stood up and walked towards her. She stood in front of her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder before turning to glare at the villain, even though she was still weak she was ready to help Pocahontas if he decided to turn on her.

'A scar is just a scar' he said, though he was thinking excatly the same thing. In all honesty he didn't think anyone here would be able to forget what happened in this place, if they ever managed to escape.
He ran a finger over the bandage, spelling out the letter that had been branded on his palm. He followed by taking Odette's hand, preventing her from doing any more damage. He knew when she was upset she was just even more likely to hurt herself.

He looked away from Odette when Pocahontas shouted out, standing ready to defend her as best as he could he watched the Villain carefully.