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psychoticracer in elegante_log

This is what you get for healing Erol, Glaukir

Oct 23, 2008 22:27

Ongoing Scene
Characters: Erol & Glaukir [closed]
Location: Glowqueer's room
Date: The night of Oct. 22, after this
Rating: R. Liek for srs this time. Violence ( Read more... )

erol, glaukir khidamun

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kaikou_tide October 24 2008, 05:32:30 UTC

"I consent to everything you want to do to me, except for maiming, crippling or killing me," said Glaukir and despite his best effort his voice shook. He was terrified. Of course he was terrified, he had just delivered himself into the hands of a raving sociopath. "This is voluntary and entirely consensual."

There.

It was done.

Glaukir smiled, his gaze flickering inwards. It was like throwing yourself off a cliff or a tall building--scary until you've done it. Then it's done and all there is to do is suffer, suffer and fall.

It was a good thing he'd put his glasses away. They wouldn't get broken. Glaukir's eyes darted back up to Erol's face. I forgive you, he wanted to say, but didn't.

psychoticracer October 24 2008, 05:47:12 UTC

That smile. He'd wipe it off the man's fucking face with his own blood.

Reaching out with his left foot, he hooked Glaukir's left ankle and pulled it forward and across to start the man in a spin. Reaching up, he fisted the man's hair and shoved him forwards, giving a knee to the back of his legs just to ensure they buckled.

The priest fell heavily to his knees and Erol bent him over the side of the bed, hand pressing cruelly against the round-ear's scalp. "Good. Now you stay there," he growled.

And went to go find something to tie him up.

kaikou_tide October 24 2008, 05:50:22 UTC

Panic made his chest heave and Glaukir froze. It would be easy at this point to get up and run for the door, or even to grab the comm and call for help--but he couldn't do that. He had to wait.

Glaukir kept the smile on his face as he waited and tried to keep his breathing stable.

psychoticracer October 24 2008, 06:05:13 UTC

Yanking the electric cord out of the wall, Erol knelt down, placed his foot on one end of it and sliced straight through the near end with one of his knives. This was going to be a challenge with one arm, he could tell. Have to keep the knots simple; he'd probably need to use his knee, teeth or even the stump of his arm in places ( ... )

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