Amazonian Bondage

May 26, 2010 00:24

Characters: Diana (veracitatem) & Lightning (aveclumiere)
Setting/Location: Diana's room on the Caravan
Date & Time: Day 0, evening
Warnings: Light bondage oho
Summary: Lightning doesn't believe in the power of the Lasso of Truth, so Diana ties her up to let her know it's legit!

read Wonder Woman V1 for canon bondage action )

*day 00, diana (wonder woman), lightning farron, #style: prose

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so sorry for the late tag bb! aveclumiere May 26 2010, 16:14:56 UTC
Lightning walked briskly down the hallway, making her way to Diana's room without pause. There were a lot of things stewing in her mind, and she reminded herself that as unbelievable as a truth-telling lasso was, frankly the idea of a giant tugging along a caravan filled with people to be transported back to their home worlds was just as dubious ( ... )

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it's okay! <3 veracitatem May 26 2010, 17:41:59 UTC
Diana scratched down the last name before closing the Junogam. As she walked to the door, she picked the lasso up from the bed, setting it across her forearm. She opened the door without pause, smiling to greet the woman at the door.

Right away, Diana had the impression of a woman who was just as much of a warrior as she herself was. There was the aura of battle around her, and now she realized the efficiency that she operated at. Only a few words had been exchanged before the woman had demanded the truth of Diana's truth. There was a mutual understanding between them for that, even if the other woman did not feel it.

She stood aside to allow her to enter, but immediately offered her hand to shake. "Welcome, fellow traveler. I am Diana, Princess of Theymscira."

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aveclumiere May 26 2010, 17:55:24 UTC
As soon as the door opened, Lightning had started her initial impressions. Diana seemed to carry herself with an air of confidence and comfort, as if there wasn't much that could faze her. Something about the way she held herself reminded her a bit of Fang--if not in the dark hair and tan skin, then at least in the subdued version of Fang's own restless and bridling energy ( ... )

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veracitatem May 27 2010, 03:57:02 UTC
"It is indeed. It is usually kept at my side," she nodded to the costume on the bed, "but such a function is not well serviced by these civilian clothes ( ... )

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