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| KTHPKC (profile) wrote, on 6-9-2003 at 4:32pm | |
| 4 The first thing Kira noticed was that the room she had entered was dark except for a fire in the fireplace. The rest of the castle had been bright as daylight, but it felt like she had entered another world, one filled with night. She stood quietly, looking down at her feet, not noticing that the master of the castle had grown impatient sitting in a large armchair and was now striding towards her. Do come in,” he purred silkily, proffering a gloved hand, “must I lead you?” Kira looked up, startled. Her eyes darted over the master’s body, recognizing him at once as her captor, Nemphis. He grinned, sharp teeth shining in the dusk of the room. She noted his proffered hand, “you wanted to see me, Nemphis?” Yes, we must have a bit of a chat as I imagine you have a few questions,” he smirked, red eyes darting over the girl’s profile. “Come with me and I’ll answer all that I can.” Kira followed him back to the fireplace, where two plush, red chairs stood before it, facing each other. Nemphis slouched down in one, waving a lazy hand towards the other. Kira sat down primly, taught at an early age to sit up straight when talking to someone she didn’t know to set a good first impression. “Okay,” she said, “first question; why in the fiery pits of hell did you take me here?” She spoke firmly and softly, never giving away how truly pissed off she was. “Ahhh. . . “ Nemphis sighed, “I brought you here because I need a hostage. As you can see, the relationship between Morlat and Glentithe is rather. . . “ “Brittle?” “Exactly,” he paused for a moment, examining a spider that was crawling up a log in the fireplace. “My father before me allowed himself to be walked upon by your grandfather and father, so when he died, may he rest in peace, I decided to take matters into my own hands and show that Morlat cannot be trodden upon.” A flame broke over the log and the spider scuttled away, nearly being pulled into its fiery embrace. “With a hostage taken from my enemy, your father, and no other heirs to the throne except for you, your father will cooperate.” “And if he won’t. . . ?” “To put it briefly, then you’re screwed.” Nemphis grinned as his captive turned away, digesting what he had told her. The spider, brave again, crawled up onto the now-blackened log, only to meet a fiery death as the log crumbled under its light touch, dropping it to its doom. “So you killed my sister. . .” She stopped, unable to go on. “Because she would have still been heir to the throne, and a few months later given birth to the real heir. Oh, and I finished off your brother-in-law as well, “ he smiled cruelly at Kira’s stricken face. Kira struggled to keep herself under control, she could just imagine herself jumping out of her chair and pummeling the smiling man’s face into a bloody pulp with her fists, then strangling his neck.. Fighting the urge to do something that might put her into Nemphis’s dungeons, she asked, “ And the abandoned battlefield?” “Classified information,” he stated simply. Kira could stand it no longer, she found herself standing up and shouting in her native tongue, “Oui hu kuut tendo nuddah vysemo sinanehk pycdynt!!!!!!!!!!* How dare you do such a thing! Lara and Kentaro never did anything to you! I never did anything to you!! Why take out your fuckin’ kingdom’s woes us?! Why not just my fuckin’ father?! E reda oui**! E re-“ Kira found herself pushed back into her seat and one of Nemphis’s gloved hands pressed against her mouth, the other holding her hands above her head as he leaned in, crushing her body against the cushions of the chair. “Haven’t we gone over this before? I am not a bastard; never was, am not, never will be, “ Nemphis whispered forcefully into Kira’s ear. “My my, what a temper you have, and such language! You really should have had red hair, it would match your fiery attitude perfectly.” He removed his hand from her mouth to stroke a silky tendril of her hair. Finding her mouth free, Kira did the only thing that came to her mind and stuck out her tongue. Nemphis grinned and purred seductively, “Are you inviting me. . . ?” Eyes growing wide, Kira withdrew her tongue and shrank even farther back into the chair, hoping that she could sink through and escape back to Willow. “Now, to discuss what you’ll be doing while you’re here at my castle,” Nemphis let go of Kira’s hands and place his arms on the arms of her chair, caging her in. “You will be working with Willow, doing basic house cleaning and caring for other inhabitants and visitors. The wok will be hard sometimes, but I will hear no complaining out of you unless you want to be turned into a spider or a lump of coal.” He stared at her, egging her on to say something. “Yes Nemphis,” was all Kira could say. “Also, you must call my Lord Nemphis, master, or sir. I can’t have a mutiny at the moment.” Kira nodded. “And another thing, what’s your full name?” “Kiraten Itami Tithe de Glenn, “ she stated, looking nervous. “No one must know that you are the princess of Glentithe, and the legitimate heir to the throne, not even Willow. From now on your name is Itami, to show the pain you’ve gone through.” Kira nodded again, shoulders drooping ever so slightly. “Now answer me Itami. . . Itami?” “Yes Nem-Sir?” “Go on out to Willow, she will show you around and give you some clothes. I don’t think you’d want to get your new dress dirty.” With that, Nemphis stood up and led Kira to the door. “Thank you, sir, “ she murmured, curtsied, and walked out to where Willow was waiting. |
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Angel_Bob | 06-09-03 6:36pm I reviewed it!!! |
Shinigami | 06-09-03 9:58pm Is she speaking Al Bhed there? Sure sounds like it. The "E" didn't give it away. Nope not at all. |
| ende | Re:, 06-09-03 11:15pm *spirited away*
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KTHPKC | Re: Re:, 06-10-03 10:01am yes yes, some of my ideas i got from Spirited Away...but not too much. Rachel knows why it ain't too Spirited Away-like |
| starstruck | 06-10-03 10:34am Run away Kira, run away! Hehe I'm so amused KT keep it up. |