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A little femmeslash, since we haven't really done it before. This is a little dark, and will probably be non-con.

The God-modding, on the other hand, is consensual. xD

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The steady thud-thuds of small fists on her chestplate were nothing but a vibration, something that made her looked down at the pitiful girl with utter contempt. How dare she, after all Steel had done for her, how dare she defy her will!

She growled low in her throat, fisting a hand in Kazu's hair to keep her to her chest, her other arm cradling the rest of her. If she fought, she'd get a nice, hard pull, right at the roots; let's see how well that worked, at least until Steel could fit her with a disciplinary collar, something a little more formal.

"Why you?" She smirked, working her way up the uneven, endless steps. "Because you needed to learn. I knew it the second I saw you come in; a little, confused girl, lost in the dark. Trying to be brave in a game that could kill her. I doubt you've ever even seen Empirium before today."

People in the church. The Divine Order. She supposed they'd be a little mad if she lost the castle for them, but really - they'd been pressuring her to find a nice pet for months. They all toted such grand specimens - Deviruchis, Junior Baphomets. But nobody would have one like hers. Nobody would find a creature so gorgeous as hers.

She could get the castle back next time; she was capable. For now, this was reason enough for her distraction.

The top of the stairs was finally reached, and a blinding white light lay beyond the door.

"You're going to want to stay close to me," she purred, her voice promising and sinister. "... The monks see few women who aren't Crusaders. I imagine they don't remember the fascination of a girl's naked body."

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Ah, she was so very sweet when she was being defensive! The way her cheeks puffed out a little, the way she blushed so dark. Oh, even when she was tamed, Steel hoped she never lost that flame, the thing that embarrassed and shamed her so prettily.

"I don't want their elderly eyes leering at you in such a state, either," came her soft reply, and she smiled down at the girl affectionately. Well, what she meant by 'such a state' was surely not what Kazu would interpret it as; the poor girl just wasn't ready to be seen, lacked the discipline and the appropriate lessons. Like a wild horse, she would need to be broken to be presentable.

Gently, oh-so-gently, she set her down before the door, and spread her cape open to one side. "Hide in here, and I'll keep it closed; nobody need see you." She smirked though, just a little. "You can hold onto my arm and walk against me, but if you let go and try to run, believe me, the monks will not let you get far. After you're out of my hands, you are into theirs. Look willing."

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The feel of Kazu up against her was... nice. It made her feel strong, made her feel powerful, and she smirked as she drew her arm tight around that body, delighting in the feel of her gripping on. She held the cape in her fist to keep it from sliding, kept Kazu's body well concealed - and as soon as she was comfortable, they stepped into the light.

The gardens of the monastery carried a sweet smell, grapes and wine fresh and potent on the air. The grass was a little overgrown, ticklish and green underfoot; the weather was perfect, dazzling sun and heat and a soft, cooling breeze.

The Crusader made an irritated sound, lifting her free hand to shield her eyes; well, perfect weather for those who weren't wearing three layers of leather and cotton and metal.

In regard to people, though, it was quite bare. One bald head was dabbed with a cloth as a monk bent to tend the gardens, but he seemed to be among the very few there. He paused, turned as Steel passed. She gestured in greeting, but the brother's eyes weren't on her, but on the small feet that ran alongside hers, the red face, bare shoulders and violet hair that hid in Steel's side. Not quite hidden enough for some, it seemed.

Steel's voice was a soft murmur against Kazu's ear as she gently led her towards the monastery doors. "A lifetime of servitude and sacrifice can make a man weak when temptation raises its head. Why do you think monks don't live amongst the rest of society? They could not bear it, and it is the same principle when temptation comes to them."

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A woman, steel may have been, but not a girl, not a lady, not a desirable creature. Covered head to toe, standing taller than many of the monks who lived there, she did not hold the physical appeal of an ideal wife. No, she wasn't small, shy, frail. She didn't cook, or clean, or have babies.

God had made it very clear she was not designed for that, and she had not argued it. Neither did the monks.

The sudden stop made Steel blink, turned to look down at the girl; from this, her vantagepoint, she could see Kazu completely down the length of the cape.

And she was shouting, protesting, drawing attention, and Steel's eyes narrowed on her, a silent threat to shut up. But she didn't, oh, of course she didn't. Foolish, stupid girl!

A movement distracted Steel from listening; the monk had stood, and there were more approaching, watching her warily. Steel leaned down over Kazu, hissed against her forehead.

"You don't understand, little bird. You're not in a position to demand anything." And the long cloaking material rode up, lifted from Kazu in an obvious threat. It lingered, the hem tickling high on Kazu's thighs, ready to be whipped away.

"I'm sure if God wanted me to drag these monks to hell with your body, He would have told me to leave you here."

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(Just woke up from overheating, and I couldn't resist one more round. ::smirks:: I'm going after, I promise.)

"We'll see," Steel simply replied, because it wasn't as though Kazu could ask for anything more than that; there was only one answer for such a question, and it involved a lot of exposed skin and gawping monks.

She draped the cloak tighter around Kazu and headed for the entrance of the Monastery. Really... she was so naive about the world, so beautifully gullible. Was this all it took to make her hold tight and panic - the concept that these fat, balding men might be hungry, ravenous wolves inside?

If that was all she needed to make her stay, Steel could foresee no problem with keeping her. There were lots of fat, balding men on the premises to keep her terrified.

"The only things I can promise you now are comfort, sustenance and a warm place to sleep."

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Light-headed, hmm? Best hurry with her, the precious cargo; Steel didn't want her collapsing on the way there, not with how much Kazu would need to do over the next few days.

She dragged her along, hitched up her arm away from Kazu to properly grasp one of her hands. She gave it a squeeze, albeit gentle; the metal would compress her without Steel even feeling it, if she was careless.

"It'll be cooler in the monastery," she purred, soft. "And busier. Brace yourself."

And as they stepped into the yawning, open doorway, the cool air rushed to meet them, and the cape fluttered; Steel grabbed it fast in her free hand, pulled it tight again. In the small hall within, all eyes turned to them. In the distance, the low murmur of constant prayers, echoing so deep it was almost nothing but a rumble.

"But don't worry. There is a room I'll take you to, and it will be warm."

::taking liberties because this is RO!religion and I know nothing of the layout of monasteries::

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"The monastery has about sixty monks at any given time, although it only requires forty to function smoothly." As they stepped deeper into the hall, the chanting got a little louder; still distant, but they were surely going in the direction of it.

"The Divine Order presides here, and the monks keep us."

In the far end of the hall, there were stairs to an upper level, a doorway, and a long corridor running deeper into the place. All around, the stained glass windows kept the drab innards suitably bright, and threw long, streaking shadows of black when they stepped under each of the colourful arches. Except for the chanting and the odd monk coughing and the heavy, reverberating fall of her feet, it was quiet.

She went for the stairs.

"You will have clothes, but I'm going to take you to the baths first."

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Steel was no longer answering questions; they were too frequent, too uninteresting and direct; if she couldn't tease the girl with ambiguity, what was the point of it at all?

She ran a finger down Kazu's spine, led her through corridor after corridor. They all seemed to interconnect like the roots of a tree, and often Steel would take the long way to get to her next path; anything to confuse the girl, should she try to run away.

Somewhere along the way, the drab wooden designs and posts and doorways began to shine with silver accents, studs, and then more and more decorative patterns.

It wasn't long before it got warm, and in this corridor, she turned to an almost eccentrically ornate door. From inside her cloak, she drew out a series of keys, and found one that corresponded with the pattern.

Upon closer inspection, the design was of nude women and rushing water, bizarrely intermixed with swords and symbols of femininity.

"These are the women's baths for the Divine Order, and so you will have more privacy."

She pushed it open gently, and beyond was a net curtain; brushing that aside, they were in the baths.

Privacy seemed to be a subjective idea, since the first thing to greet their eyes was a nude, curvaceous woman standing thigh deep in the steaming water, throwing back golden hair. She wasn't alone, and the bath was astonishingly small, compact.