Mortality [Closed]

[pi_tothe_nth]

Characters: Sho Minamimoto and Medusa Gorgon
Content: Sho finally arrives for his 'appointment' with Medusa, a lot worse for wear.
Setting: Draklor, upper levels
Time: After Sho's fight with Ikkaku
Warnings: The evil twins doing mad experiments, what warnings DON'T you need? Okay, so more might be needed. Now rated R for your mental safety~

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[snakesnvectors]

Supplies found, Medusa drew a basin of hot water - not enough to scald, but enough to help clean the wounds - and set them by the operating table.

That Sho didn't respond - no comments, just hisses of pain as he obeyed - worried her. Even when she had toyed with him, struck to his innermost needs and wants, had he not seemed so...beaten.

There was no need to harangue him, no need to pain him. While it is a master's role to discipline their student, it is also their job to know when the student needs their help. This was such a time.

Wetting a gauze pad, she began washing his back, probing as gently as she could to find out what damage he had taken. Three, no, four ribs, all broken - what had done such a thing, in Melior of all places? This required more serious supplies.

As she changed gauze pads for one that was less red, serpents curled off her arms. "Go to my room on the Victoria II," she said, loud enough for Sho to hear, "and fetch my supplies - all of them. Go swiftly and do not be seen." As the serpents slid off, she resumed her work on her patient.

"You have, at my count, four broken ribs, and I don't even have to touch your nose to tell you it is broken. Furthermore, I think one of your vertebrae might have shifted slightly - have you been feeling numbness in either of your legs? Get up and see - I want to wipe down the table before I wash the wounds on your front." Her tone was gentle, soothing, but still carried a note of command, one that grew stronger with her last admonishment: "Sho, you will need to tell me what happened. It will make it easier to treat you, and to...deal with the problem later. And if you do not...well, you will be violating our agreement."

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Sho slowly rolled over and off the table, hissing again. She was right, his left leg left numb and watery. He... whimpered... leaning against the wall.

"I... got into a fight." He finally said, his voice still breathy. "I miscalculated his power. By far. He was... powerful. More then me." Saying this was obviously hurting something deep down in the young man, and as he spoke his claws flexed and unflexed, his power rising and falling with his breath. "He... he almost KILLED me." That last bit was a furious growl, his whole body shaking with it.

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Medusa wiped the operating table's surface off as soon as Sho got off of it. She did not miss his expression when he put weight on his left leg; she would have to find out where the shifted vertebrae was and fix it. But for now, with the table clean again, she would deal with the front of him; she motioned for him to lie down again and resumed cleaning his wounds.

After he fell silent, she spoke.

"Almost, but did not. And I believe it taught you a lesson, did it not? Choose your fights. Do not risk yourself unless you are absolutely sure you will win, or it is vital that whatever you are doing succeed. You will not survive long enough to take advantage of your heritage by acting recklessly - why cut short a life that can span several hundred years for something as simple as pride?" Her tone was quiet, soft, but slightly disapproving; there was great strength in him, but his reckless attitude could hobble that.

It was her duty as his teacher to steer him on the right path.

"And," she began, voice harder than it had been since the wounded Sho entered, "you will cease manipulating your powers right now. You are placing unnecessary strain on yourself and quite possibly aggravating your injuries further, and I will not permit this. Injury and loss is no reason to lose control - and we will be practicing control until you no longer need me to remind you this."

Medusa placed the bloody gauze on the tray of supplies she had taken out. His wounds had been washed; now they needed to be disinfected. She opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide she'd taken.

"A practical lesson: I am going to disinfect your wounds. Neither manifest your power nor cry out; distract yourself from it however you see fit. I will permit failure on the latter when I set your nose afterwards, but only in that case." Her voice softened. "It is a difficult trial, but I would not be asking you to do it unless I believed you could, even hurt as you are."

She poured peroxide on a fresh piece of gauze and set to work.

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He grumbled lightly as he was lectured. He had expected something along these lines, and he really didn't NEED this kind of-

He cut off his thought process when she called him on his fluxing powers. He hadn't even realized he had been doing it. He blinked dimly at her, his power blowing away like a breeze.

He was used to having orders thrown at him, he was in the military after all. And her voice wasn't really any different then all the officers he had delt with before. Except for one major difference: He had SEEN what she could do. He had reason to respect and obey.

So when she came at him with the gauze he chomped down on his lip and digged his hand into the table. But even then he wasn't really prepared for the pain. His head rocked back and his back arched in such a way that would of been attractive if it had been under better circumsatnces. But this was NOT good circumsatances. His breath came out in a warbling hiss, but he didn't cry out.

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Sho's front was done, with nary a sound or power flare out of him. Good. "Now for your nose. The septum looks clear, so all I need to do is set it. Hold very still, now."

Carefully - though not without an awful noise - she pushed the bone back into place.

"There. We can splint it if you'd like, but I imagine the fewer signs of injury you display on the Victoria II, the better? Excellent. Turn over so I can disinfect your back."

Once he had, she resumed her work, making sure to save the cuts on his buttocks for last, and perhaps using a tiny bit more peroxide than normal on them. He had, after all, been late.

When she was finally done, she threw the piece of gauze aside and motioned for him to sit. "The ribs I will give you painkillers for, but...not until *after* I have those samples."

She looked him up and down, then handed him the smaller of the two cups from the tray of equipment. "Go behind the curtain. There's some aids on the desk next to it should you want them," indicating a stack of magazines that had been left by the lab occupants at her instruction.

She'd no idea exactly what sort of pornography they'd been provided with, but hopefully, it would do.

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Oh she was a cruel woman. He had managed to bite his tounge until the disinfecting of his ass. THEN he yelped, hopping up from the table rather quickly, his eyes huge and insulted. The nose had hurt a LOt more. But he had been expecting that. Had prepared for that.

Then the cup was in his hands. He looked down at it then up at her. Back and forth until it hit what she ment.

"Ha! That's zetta funny... Shit, arn't I supposed to be a witch now? You got anything like that laying around? I'm always ready to expand my variables~" Now that he was being taken care of, a lot of his spitfire had returned, it seemed.

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Considering that it both was more punishment than trial, and that he had *not* cried out when she set his nose, Medusa was willing to drop the fact that he'd cried out while she was treating Sho.

She was, however, glad to see a little bit of his spunk had returned. She would answer in kind.

"Oh ho." She grinned, wickedly. "Perhaps, but I wonder if perhaps you'd thought of the direction the tastes of a race made entirely of women might lie. If you're still interested, I imagine I could find something you might enjoy..."

And suddenly, Medusa changed her demeanor, suddenly no longer a bemused, arrogant doctor/teacher. There was something in her eyes, something - hungry, something dangerous but inviting. She fixed Sho in her gaze, and smiled thinly, like a predator.

"But if you'd had something else in mind...perhaps it could be arranged..."

She'd not tried this tact in nigh on fifteen years, when creating Chrona had become necessary. She'd forgotten how fun it was.

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He chuckled at first, cocking his hip to one side. He wasn't used to people throwing his attitude right back at him. It was fun.

"Maybe the taste direction is EXACTLY what Iwas going for. A race completly made up of women? That's the greater than proportion of men's fantasy right there..."

But as her attitude chanced he paused, his nose flaring slightly. She looked like she wanted to eat him. Tear his flesh right off.

As a tactic... it was working.

"Maybe, maybe not." He purred, his voice husky. He was.. curious where she was going with this, and oddity or not, he WAS still a hot-blooded young man.

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Medusa's smile deepened, amused. Did it really take just the merest hint of two women together to make men completely miss the obvious? Oh, it would be fun to illuminate him. Such was a teacher's duty, was it not?

She advanced on him, shrugging off the lab coat she had on. She had on her hooded, sleeveless shirt, just in case there was some...incident at Draklor before they left; her bare arms accented the motion of her body as she moved. Without breaking step, she kicked off her shoes, padding towards him barefoot.

When she reached Sho, she altered her path just a little to move alongside him. Lazily, she ran a nailed finger across the side of his neck; turning, she stood right behind him.

"Mmm, yes, a race of powerful, intelligent women...I can believe that would be the fantasy of many a man. Think about the things they might get up to with each other," she said, pressing herself close against Sho's bare back; while she was not the most amply endowed Witch, or woman, she knew, there was no way Sho would not feel her on him. She leaned her head in to whisper into his ear, to continue.

"Do you wonder, Sho? I've lived amongst them for nearly two hundred years. I know our people's secrets. Do you want to? I can describe them in such...detail."

As she spoke, she ran her hand - the one not caressing his neck - down the front of his body, lower and lower, with seemingly no intent of stopping.

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He froze, not expecting this reaction at all. Sure, he had sensed some intrest from her, but this kind of obvious come on was... wow.

It was then he realized it had been a long time, at least in the time frame of an 18 year old man. Last time had been on his last ship, and that had ended badly.

He didn't consider himself to be an overly sexual creature, at least not in the normal sense. A SENSUAL creature, yes. He loved his sinful delights. They just very rarely involed direct sex.

He listen to her words, his body breaking out in a sweat and his back going rimrod straight. He was... definatly intrested. A low rumbling sound escaped his chest, a very non-human sound.

"I... wonder about a lot of things." He finally managed, watching he hands and making no move to stop her, maybe even arching into the touch a little.

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"Mmm," she purred, "I bet you do. Well, I can let you in on a little secret, Sho."

Her hand moved lower on his body, past his belly, tracing a path down his hips. Leaning further in, inches from his ear, she breathed, "When Witches take people to bed...it's usually men they're with. And when we look at dirty pictures for our amusement...it's the same." She had a sick, evil grin plastered across her face as she finished, still sultry, still breathy: "Your lesbian fantasies are just that - fantasies. But if you'd like some pictures of naked men anyway..."

She chuckled, throatily, and slid her left hand down a little lower.

"Not that it seems you need much more encouragement, I'd think."

Medusa wondered, briefly, if perhaps, despite her mocking, she continue with this. If she was reading him right - and a throb in her hand suggested she was - he certainly wanted it; it would give her another convenient hold over him. And it might be a pleasant little diversion on top of that. Maybe, if her comments hadn't deflated him too much...

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He blinked, then snorted as if he was holding in laughter, which made his belly twitch against her hand.

"Now that's just mean Medusa. A man is minimized without his fantasies." He said, though there was a flush of color to his face that had to do more with embarassement then her hands. He didn't like being made fun of... and if he wasn't being distracted by her clsoeness he would of been more upset.

As it was, he was VERY distracted.

"Heh. No. I guess I don't. Maybe that's a complement?" He said, voice breathy.

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Medusa smiled, much more benignly, still predatorially. "I imagine that wasn't all of your fantasies. I think I could," she began, punctuating the next word with a slow motion with her occupied hand, "tease something out of you, if I wanted."

She drew in close to him again, lips once more by his ear. This time, there was no mocking note to her voice - only heat. "Do I want to, Sho? Compliments are well and good, but that's only a fraction of the angle. Fill in the rest."

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Oh... that was nice. And what hot-blooded young man wouldn't respond to that?! He smirked, turning in his grib so they were face-to-face, his own gaze heated.

Part of him considered if this was a good idea. Playing business and pleasure so close. But right now he was still pumping with adriniline fromt he fight and her teasing words. He, to be honest, didn't care about the intelligence of this formula. Only that he knew the missing variable, and would HAVE it.

"I can fill it just fine~" He purred again, leaning down and going for her neck with sharp teeth.

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A swiftly muttered invocation had a Vector Panel hurl Sho away from her, stopping just in front of the table she'd treated him on and holding him there. She smiled, once again predatorial, once more mocking, as she walked towards him. Annoyed at she was at the situation, this was simple to turn back to her advantage. Maybe he would even learn something.

"Forgotten so soon, Sho? Enduring all that treatment without letting your powers slip out once, and all it takes is a little sweet talk to completely toss aside what you learned from it? That won't so at all, my pupil."

She looked for a surface they could use - the table would do. She hadn't cleaned it off after that first time Sho had turned over, but that was alright - he would be on the bottom, anyway. Another muttering and the arrow holding him fast split, holding his limbs rigid. A gentle push against his chest laid him flat.

"Now, we're going to have a special lesson. If you do well - again, not using your magic, not making undue sounds, and not...finishing before I say you can - I think you'll find it quite pleasant. If not...well, we'll see what we can do to help you keep control, no matter what is happening."

She advanced on him, shrugging off her top.

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Sho paled,an unpleasent look on his usually tanned face. There wasn't much he could really do to stop her, and he really didn't want to, persay...

His dominating nature could figure out if he liked this, or wanted to rip her throat out. It was an... exciting mix.

She thought he was weak. That he couldn't handle it. He would have to prove her wrong it seemed.

"Sohcahtoa..." He whispered in amazed shock and disbelief. This was apt to get intresting...

*Fade out*