"So, I hear you like torture?" [closed]

[theschmotone]

Characters: Larxene, Jenka, Dimo, and Maxim (And Anne, if you want to get Mamma in on this too, I don't think that it would be a problem. Just let me know, and I'll go ahead and add you to the tags.)
Content: Larxene comes over and has a drink with some people whose hobbies are frighteningly similar to her own.
Setting: Maxim and Dimo's quarters.

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[causink_trouble]

Booze would be nice, but Jenka wasn't paying much attention to the bottles he was setting up. She had gotten to know Dimo and Maxim's supply very well over the last couple of months, and this time she was far more interested in other aspects of their quarters. She gave the iron rings set into the wall an experimental tug - although her cabin was close enough to this one to let her sensitive hearing pick up clues to what was going on between all the screaming, and she was quite sure the restraints were strong enough. The bed looked rather suitable as well, not that she would expect any less of Dimo.

She grinned at the other Jäger with a particularly evil glint in her eyes. "Zo, vhere hyu keeps de fon schtuff?"

[holdon2yourhat]

The door was shoved open roughly by Maxim's foot and he entered the quarters carrying a box laden with various edible items from the town. Now was as good a time as any to stock up on good things to eat, especially when there were so many fun, new crew members aboard.

"Hy gots zum goot shtuff!" he announced, grinning broadly, and set the box on the dresser. He had entered the room just a second too late to hear Jenka's question so he glanced curiously back and forth at her and Dimo, wondering what that devious look was all about.

[theschmotone]

"De fun schtuff's in de chest in de closet," Dimo replied as Jenka asked her question. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity. He didn't mind bringing it out to show it off, but Jenka looked as though she wanted to make use of the equipment. "Hyu planning to let de new gorl test tings out on hyu?"

A second later, the door swung open again, and Maxim stepped into their quarters. Dimo smiled happily as the box was set down. He could tell what some of the contents were without even sorting through them, and the scents made his stomach rumble. "Vell of courze hyu does--I vouldn't expect anyting less. Schmells like hyu gots a couple of real goot cheeses in town, und zome loaves of bread, too." He sniffed the air around him. "Vun of dem's a sourdough, too! My favorite."

[causink_trouble]

"Since vhen doez I plan anyting?" Jenka laughed. "Especially vhen I'z gettink drunk?" But... Dimo was probably right. Sitting here all night talking about pain would be too much for her patience. "Ve see vot happens. Vouldn't mind hearing vot she screams like, eidder." she mused.

Really, she'd much rather have some fun with the girl than the other way around, but she wanted to stay on the 4423, so she'd just have to see what they could get away with. If Jenka was the one getting a bit tortured, nobody could complain, could they?

Opening the closet door, she started looking through the contents of the chest with interest. Those were some nice toys. Her smirk at Maxim and Dimo didn't quite hide her envy. "Hyu'z havink lots ov fun here, eh?"