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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 9, 2009 16:34:19 GMT 1
A'Lyra and Kwist are lying in a mostly empty, cold and wet room. There's hardly any light in here.
The two girls hands are tied on their back, and their feet are tied together too. Furthermore, A'Lyra has been blindfolded.
It is about time they start waking up.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 17:25:21 GMT 1
Kwist slowly starts stirring, opening her eyes and trying to move. She soon discovers that she is tied up and starts to try and fight it, though without much luck. She trashes around without doing much, except maybe hitting A'Lyra a few times. After a bit she realizes the uselessness and lies still instead.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 17:30:19 GMT 1
A'Lyra groans lightly, as Kwist hits her stomach. She stirs a little, and as she wakes up, she moves her head from side to side, trying to see.
[sithspit!] She mutters in togruti.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 17:51:42 GMT 1
"What?" Kwist asks when she hears noise from A'Lyra, "You awake?"
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 18:02:35 GMT 1
[Yes, I'm awake...] A'Lyra is still a bit confused from the stunning, and has not noticed the fact that she's still speaking togruti.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 18:29:49 GMT 1
"What?" Kwist asks, temporarily forgetting that her new friends first language is not basic. She moves around to look at A'Lyra and notices the blindfold. "Hey, you are blindfolded."
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 19:53:48 GMT 1
"That's what I said" A'Lyra tries to get in an upright position, but with both hands and feet tied, it is not an easy task.
"You're not?"
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 20:00:41 GMT 1
"You weren't exactly speaking basic." Kwist states. "No, I'm not, though there is not much to see around here. There's not much light in here."
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 20:08:10 GMT 1
"I wasn't? I didn't even notice" Despite the situation, there's an amused tone to A'Lyra's voice.
"You've got any idea where we are?"
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 20:33:26 GMT 1
"Some place dark and damp." Kwist replies. She is scared, but does not want to show it. Being scared never helped anybody. "How're you doing? Hurt anywhere?"
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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 9, 2009 21:20:30 GMT 1
Before A'Lyra has the chance to answer, the door is opened, and a hooded figure enters. The figure is of normal height for a human being, and quite slim.
She quickly bends over the two young girls, and then blindfolds Kwist.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 21:24:35 GMT 1
Kwist hears the person enter, but before she has a chance to get a really good look at her or say anything, at first she is really to surprised to say anything, she is blindfolded. This however gets her mouth started again. "Hey! What are you doing?" She demands loudly.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 21:29:32 GMT 1
"What?" A'Lyra tries to turn towards the sound of Kwist's voice.
"Who's there? What's happening?" For the first time she does feel a little scared.
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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 9, 2009 21:36:46 GMT 1
More, heavier footsteps are head. Apparently more people are entering the room. A large pair of hands grabs Kwist and lifts her from the floor. She can feel how she's been carried, probably out of the room. It doesn't feel like human hands, more like...scales, perhaps.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 9, 2009 21:56:55 GMT 1
"Hey! What are you doing? Where are you taking me??" Kwist twists in their grips trying to get loose. She then remembers A'Lyra. "A'Lyra? Where are you?" She asks, hoping that they are not being separated.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 9, 2009 22:06:46 GMT 1
A'Lyra whimpers when a strong pair of hands grabs her too and lifts her into the air.
"Let go of me, please. I wasn't doing anything wrong, really, I was just exploring, and I just wanna go home now..." her lekku twitch slightly.
"Can I please go home now?"
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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 9, 2009 22:07:42 GMT 1
The two kidnappers are carrying A'Lyra and Thea out of the room. The footsteps echoes in this new room, which is apparently bigger than the one they left. It feels like they're walking up a ramp.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 10, 2009 8:06:03 GMT 1
Kwist hears A'Lyra talking and smiles to her self at least they are not being separated. Her attempts at getting free of the hands holding her is not getting her anywhere so she stops and instead concentrate on what she can figure out about where they are going.
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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 11, 2009 18:28:57 GMT 1
A loud whooshing sound is heard. Maybe a ramp being close behind them? The two girls are carelessly dumped on a hard floor, and there's low talking, and people walking past them. Then, the sound of engines are heard, and there's some shaking, indicating that where ever they are - they are moving.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 11, 2009 21:33:04 GMT 1
A'Lyra whimpers scared as she's dropped to the floor. As the engines start, a thought hits her, like a lightning bolt.
"Where's Jibev?" Her voice is high pitched and scared, and she moves around on the floor, kicking wildly.
[Jibev, where are you?] without realizing it, she's now crying out in togruti.
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Post by Kwist on Feb 12, 2009 18:27:50 GMT 1
Kwist stays quite after the other girl starts talking to herself in her own language. She hears the engines start to and starts to worry for real. So far a part of her has been hoping this wasn't really bad, but now she recalls all the stories she has heard about people disappearing of the streets and the ones she has known herself. Part of her wonders if anyone will miss her.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 16, 2009 17:44:09 GMT 1
A'Lyra bits her lip, fighting to hold back tears. There's no question about it. They're taking off in some kind of vessel to Vidal knows where, and there's no sign of Jibev. She moves closer to where she can feel Kwist lying.
"I'm scared...."
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Post by Kwist on Feb 17, 2009 12:55:17 GMT 1
"Don't worry" Kwist mumbles towards A'Lyra. "We'll be okay." She tries to sound brave and though, but it's easier to be though when you are on the streets you know and not tied up somewhere. She moves closer to A'Lyra, wanting the slightly safer feeling of not being alone, even if she can't see the other girl.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 18, 2009 21:26:50 GMT 1
A'Lyra feels Kwist moving, and struggles to get close to the other girl as well. She wriggles closer until their legs at least are touching each other. She's still crying, though she fights hard to stop the tears from running.
"You sure...?"
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Post by Mara Jade on Feb 28, 2009 17:38:56 GMT 1
The vehicle they're in stops after a while, and a door opens. Someone who's footsteps make a clicking sound against the floor enters. The girls can feel the being very close now. A scaled hand grabs Kwist first, lifting her slightly, and holds something sedative against her nose and mouth.
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Post by Kwist on Mar 2, 2009 17:37:59 GMT 1
Before Kwist can answer A'Lyra a hand graps her. She starts to struggle but stops shortly when the sedative is held against her face. Before she passes out her last thought is Maybe we should start to worry...
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Post by Mara Jade on Mar 2, 2009 17:58:56 GMT 1
As soon as Kwist is "gone" the hands let go of her, and turn to the almost sobbing A'Lyra. The scaled hands grab A'Lyra, holding the sedative against her nose too.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Mar 2, 2009 18:09:57 GMT 1
"no! NO! What are you doind?" A'Lyra sobs frightened and tries to kick the scaled being moving close to her.
"Leave me alone!" The hands close around her, holding her tight, and then the sedative reach her nose.
I want my Jibev
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Post by Mara Jade on Mar 2, 2009 18:29:16 GMT 1
A human woman and a Barabel enters the room where the two girls are. They half dragged, half carried outside, and left at some crates. It seems to be a deserted warehouse of some sort.
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