Flashback Mistaken Reputation(Kaie)

[Duce Hazimari]

Duce was surprised that he had not heard or felt the cracking sound of the whip that there new torturer was wielding. This meant that he still had enough time to think of a good lie to tell. He could actually see what the girl was doing out of the corner of his now swollen eye, but what ever it was she needed to keep it up because it was working. "Enough! Akalak tell me now where did you put your stash?" The crack of the whip sounded off his shoulder before he could even get half of his already tired breath. It had not hurt from the strike of the weapon, but the fact that it had caught him by surprise had shaken him. "Tell me!" the woman said sending out more strikes of her cow skin forming large whelps on his blue skin. Duce spoke not a word. He just hung there by his hands being beaten for something he knew nothing about. He flinched a few times when he got hit in the neck and face, but other than that he barely felt the strikes. "Finished?" Duce choked out between his split lips after the attack had ceased. He could tell that the woman was getting irritated with him as she turned around and began cursing and flipping over things to which Duce took the time to give a half crooked swollen faced smile to the little girl who surprisingly was still flawless of any bruises other than the one on her cheek. It was all good now. He was safe, she was safe depending on how one looked at their situation, it was all good. They would get out of this alive if not in one piece. Duce had turned his head back toward the person half way killing him only to see a small glimmer of light bouncing off steel. At first he had not felt the cold steel slide under his skin. Nor had he felt his skin being cut open and dug into to make a bulls eye target or perhaps he did feel it and had yelled so loudly that he forgot what was happening. All he knew at this point was that his body had been modified into target practice for the whip holder. "Now tell me!" The words once again repeated while being followed by the sound of the whip cutting through the air and striking him in the center of the poorly drawn target carved into his chest. "You little girl. Tell me what I need to know or I will punish you both harshly." "Look...I..am going...to tell you like I told the other PISSANT! that was before you...I don't know what you're talking about, and she doesn't even understan-" The whip hit him again, directly inside one of the cuts this time. "Well she better know something if she wants you to live, the tips of my whip are soaked in a poison that increases nerve sensitivity thus amplifying the amount of pain you feel. So she better learn something very fast....for your sake at least." Duce knew she was right. He could feel the poison taking affect as the pain from the first beating he took began to make a return. All he could do now is try his best to fight it.

[Kaie]

Ah, just as she had directed the attention her way it was gone again. The fact she escaped without a mark was commendable, but none of her cunning. Definitely more of her torturer's blunder. The Akalak never got away. The woman was on him like flies to a horse. The whip snapped mercilessly several times across his skin. The good news was Kaie was standing to understand the question each time it was repeated. The bad news is she hadn't much clue how to act upon her new knowledge.

Stash. Stash. Like money stash? Weapon stash? Food? People? What stash?

The Myrian woman was probably expected to cringe at the very sight of sliced skin. Any who waited for a reaction to fit were severely disappointed. She hardly batted an eye. What did the woman think, this human? That a couple tickles of a stylized rope and a little steel would break her down into tears, spilling every secret she was ever worthy of knowing? In comparison to what her clan was known for, this was all a joke.

What the petch is this? Amateur hour? Alright, lady, switch places with me and I'll show you how to get it done right.

Again, her turn to answer. She was starting to sound like some classic barbarian mother. Any mother. That classic "do what I say or you will be severely punished" was awfully cliche. Kaie's face crumpled with disdain for the woman's tactics, more disgusted she had to be subject to such garbage in the first place. However, she still had a question to answer. Apparently an important one. At least there was a little more flash to the whip than she originally thought. It almost made it intimidating.

"Okay. Look. Not know stash. What is stash? Food? Wee-pon? Miza? Unclear. Make clear," Kaie sighed, struggling to make the right wounds as she went. The woman didn't seem to appreciate her efforts. She was rewarded with a prompt whip to her lower calf. Once, twice, and then the Myrian was growling just as furiously as the woman.

"Don't you dare insult my intelligence, girl! Do you take me for a fool?

Well...

Another crack of the whip sounded upon her, this time her torso. It was probably the look on her face that screamed agreement, that brought the punishment. "You've been sauntering around town with this," the woman yelled with a finger pointed at the Akalak, "Scoundrel for the past few weeks. You think you can steal what we have, what I have, and just deny it? You think you can get away with this?"

This time a fist of frustration pummeled into Kaie's stomach, silencing her momentarily. That certainly didn't seem to be the woman's style, punching. Whatever situation she was accused of being involved in, it sure pissed her off. But this girl had never seen this Akalak in her life. Petch, only recently had she even seen an Akalak in general.

Alright, what the petch!

"Met him chime ago. Never before. You have wrong girl. Arrived day ago," She spat at the misguided human. Now it was her turn to be frustrated. Why couldn't any of them see she had absolutely nothing to do with any of this? Wasn't it obvious?

"Still a liar?" The woman brought a fist into her jaw before she gripped her face in her hand, squeezing her fingers on her cheeks. Unlucky for her, that bitch was in the splash zone. Kaie had no trouble spitting right in her face like the idiot before her. The human forced the Myrian's head to the side. Then she brought her free hand to her face and wiped off the spit. Much to her disdain, she found it mixed with specks of blood. Finally she stepped back from the girl oddly calm. Just when it seemed as if she might leave to refresh herself, the whipped game like a whole new animal.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

There was plenty of the whip to go around. Legs, stomach, shoulder, and torso burned with each wrist motion. Each earned a yowl from the girl, who still met her attacker with defiance. This kind of pain would not break her. Not this kind. Anger was all that kept her silent.

[Duce Hazimari]

Duce was impressed with the girl's ability to withstand the strikes of the whip onto her skin. He could see that thier attacker was getting frustrated with them both. Where all people this stupid? Wasn't it clear as day that they knew nothing about this so called stash that they were talking about. He looked over just in time to see the whip bearing female catch a face full of spit, and couldn't stop himself from laughing even though it half way killed him. Now all the attention was back on him as the women brought herself back to the Akalak and gave him a quick uppercut. "C'mon is that the best that you can do?" Duce asked trying to sound as cocky as he could. She hit him again, a hook this time strait to the face making his nose bleed and him laugh even louder. She gave him more punches and elbows, even threw a few kicks and knees into the mix before stabbing him again lodging the blade into his thigh this time. "Had enough?" the woman asked now walking back to get a good look at the bleeding man as if he was some sort of art work on display."Good that'll teach you to know your place." "Now I see why you use your whip, blade, and what ever poison you put in me, it's because you can't throw a good hit for anything." Duce said taunting the woman again, even went as far as sticking his tongue out and calling the woman a "Ma'khan'um, Deyhan," as the girl did the person of their former assault and looked to her for an approval to the term before catching the end of the whip against his cheek. Here we go again. The brutal strikes of he whip, the feeling of his skin tearing and his blood running from his wound, and the agonizing pain of the poison she put in him multiplying the pain that he felt. She focused on his face this time. Must have figured out that he could barely if not completely lost all feeling in his caved in chest. Strike after strike struck his face cutting it up. All he had to do was time it correctly. He tried to get a few fake laughs out before the whip hit the inside of his mouth. This chick was accurate. "Do you think that this is a game?" She yelled at Duce who was opening his mouth and closing it as the whip went in to leave another mark. Did he think it was a game? No. Did he have a lot of fun doing it? Yes. All he had to do was time it correctly. Miss, miss, miss. each time the whip striking the upper roof of his mouth. Ok time to get serious. Miss, miss,miss. Not only was she accurate, but fast. One more round. If he couldn't get it this time, then there was no point to put his blood filled mouth through this much pain. Miss,miss, chomp! His body jerked foward leaving his bounded hands and feet as the weight pulling the whip was stopped with his teeth. He had it. It was in his mouth, in his control. He squeezed his jaws tight as the woman pulled trying to retrieve the hard leather from between the Akalak's teeth. It wasn't any better on Duce's end, between having his teeth pulled out, and the poison dripping of the ends of the whip onto his tongue, he was amazed that he still had the weapon. He tried to mumble something to the girl to the best of his ability, but wasn't sure if she could make it out let alone understand the common of which he spoke anyways. Well..There was one way to find out. He jerked his head to the left yanking the whip and the woman in the girl's direction. Man how far was she? He gave another hard tug pulling closer as well as struggling to keep the poison doused leather in his mouth. He had one more in him as he gave another hard pull. That was all he had. All he could do now was try to hold the woman in place while the girl thought of something. It was life or death now, and he was already half dead.

[Kaie]

The beatings were rather common, the kicks and the punches. He'd be bruised, but the blue brute didn't seem to offended by her attempts at pain. Kaie almost let her eyes wander back toward the ceiling, growing bored of the exchange, until she heard something new in her voice. A new language perhaps? Whatever was said didn't matter much to the Myrian girl. What her curious eyes found was a blade lodged into the thigh of the Akalak, and that caused her brow to raise. Bruises were one thing. Losing blood was quite another. Kaie could only assume it was a matter of time before she faced the blade, too. They needed to get out. She continued to stare at the Akalak and the whip wielding woman, waiting for an idea to strike her.

Did he...Did he just try to peak Myrian?

Kaie didn't bother to stifle her laughter that time. How could she when he butchered her own words so poorly? She doubted he even knew what he had said. Whatever the reason, Kaie hoped those strikes of the whip were truly worth the hardship. It was during that time of punishment Kaie found no further reason to watch. Instead she looked upward at her bindings. She couldn't wriggle out and she sure couldn't cut her way out. As the lashings of fury continued, Kaie gripped the main rope with her hands and pulled herself up. She found the higher she lifted, the less stretched she became. Inhaling was far better and she found herself taking advantage of her position. Then she let her body weight drop dead. The rope became just as taut as she anticipated, and her wrists burned. It didn't look like it would be a simple rope she could break.

Kaie was about to her head, frustrated and in deep thought, when the game so suddenly changed. There was a growling coming from the torturer and when Kaie turned, she witnesses the Akalak with the whip in his mouth. Goddess, she didn't even want to know how that came about. And was he staring and mumbling incomprehensibly at her[i]?

[i]Petch! What do you want me to do?!

Her eyes were searching wildly, trying to decipher words he couldn't say. Yet all clicked when he saw him jerking the woman her way. Was he trying to get her close enough for her to do something? What did he expect her to do!? Kaie was hanging from the petching ceiling with her hands and feet bound. It wasn't like she could just jump down and get to work. Then it clicked.

Kaie swung her feet forward diagonally toward the Akalak, bringing her body closer his way. She continued that rhythm. Back and forth, back and forth, and by the time he managed to get the woman her way again, Kaie shot her body straight at her. Her target was just placing her back to Kaie, trying to play tug-o-war for her weapon, when Kaie's heels rocketed straight into her head. The angle of the strike sent her straight past the Akalak, holding onto to the whip for dear life, which would prove to be the worst thing she could've done. For the moment the woman tried to right herself mid-fall, the rope lead her straight into one of the very pillars supporting the basement. She was knocked out cold and crumpled against the base of the pillar almost immediately.

Well that went far better than planned.

"Time. Not much. What we do now?"

[Gossamer]

Moderator Intervention The Issue(s): Hi Kaie. My apologies but Duce has been uninvited from Cyphrus as a whole so he can no longer participate in threads in Riverfall or any city in this region including this one. Please feel free to solo out this thread if you want or turn it in for XP as it is. I'm sorry to have robbed you of a thread partner, but please understand he is no longer allowed to post anywhere in this region. Goss PM Gossamer when you have the above issues corrected and this intervention will be removed. .