Fights and afterwards...
Daena hears footsteps and looks at Tungur with a *Look out!!* look.
Blackfur walks into the slave area,his daily check on the slaves and stuff.
Tungur isn't even paying attention to Daena. "I'll see what I can do about something bigger than an apple later on." he turns. "I don't think stoat will be away for too long." he then sets his eyes on Blackfur. He freezes up but not in fear, just surprise.
Daena glares at Tungur, "Go on, tell 'im. DOn' be afraid o' a little stoat!!"
Blackfur catches sight of what just happen and glares,"What is this Tungur?" he walks closer "What are you doing?" anger in his voice.
Maybe Tungur should have given Flick the apple later. "Well, after Rosethorn gave em a good whipping for no reason, they could use a bit of knock out poison..." he lies. "You know, drag em off and punish em later." he nods but he steps back, drawing one of his throwing knives, just in case.
Flicktail says, "he threw this rotten apple at me head" Flicktail says rubbin his scalp tryin to cover for the Rat.
Daena yells angrilly, "Go on!! Throw tha' knife at me! I aint scared!"
Blackfur glares at him and walks up to him to grab him"Your feeding them..your helping them!" he smiles a little."Have you turned on me..hmmms?"
Flicktail says, "feedin us...ay daena the badger be off is rocker"
Tungur rolls his eyes then sidesteps the cat, only tripping over that pile of rocks Daena moved, falling flat onto his back, his knife going flying. "Yeah. Alright, fine. I was. But what are you going to do about it, huh?" he winces though as he tries to get up, slowly, giving the cat more than enough time to get him.
Daena trys not to spaz out. This is bad.....
Flicktail watches for an opportunity to Pounce Blackfur
Blackfur growls and grabs at the rat,he opens the cell door and smiles a cold smile"Since you like them so much I give you a reward.." he tosses him in and slams the door shut"You can jion them...slave" he grins .
Flicktail says, "it be a well known fact that Rats be better en cats"
Tungur growls and lands with a thud on the floor. He reaches into his belt and pulls out what he thinks is another knife, hurling it right through the bars. "Die..." he then blinks. He just through his key right at the cat. And the rest of his weapons are in his room. "Oh...oops."
Blackfur glares at them all"I have heard little rumors,that he was sneaking food...that isnt allowed see." He side steps the dagger as he was watching for something like this,he picks it up"And you theatened me...we will see who dies Tungur,oh yes we will..no one turns on me and lives..ask Kowell oh yes you cant...he died" he smirks.He adds slowly "And soon you wil .
Daena puts her head in her hands and starts to weep, "Now we've got no 'elp. Our only frien' is one of us.... WE'll all starve!!!" trying to at least protect the're other helpers.
Tungur stands up slowly and folds his arms. For just becoming a slave, he seems cooler than he should be. He steps slowly towards the door, folding his arms. "There's only one of us who will die." he frowns. "I'll make sure you get what's coming to you."
Flicktail says, "ahh don't worry th cat bot be to smart, rats have friend Blackfur could wake up in the ark forrest"
Blackfur smiles coldly "Is that right?..I always get what I want, my plans will fall into action,no one gets in my way..they end up not living too long" he looks at Flicktail "You better behave Flicktail,or I may decide to just kill you...have your dead body droped by the abbey as a gift."
Tungur smirks. "If you kill him, you'll have to get through me first." he then smirks, leaning forward. "And remember Rosethorn...well. Keep an eye on her. I don't think I was the only one to help out the slaves." he says, leaning back before sitting down near the otter.
Flicktail says, "oh oi don't matter much"
Blackfur chuckles "She is loyal to me, everyone is...but you, well you can help your fellow slaves now by working with them."
Tungur laughs a little. "If she's so loyal, why is it that she spend all her time in here, huh?" he smirks. "Use what little brain you have." he nods before getting comfortable in his seat. "I'll put it to you this way. When she tries to kill you, remember you could have avoided it" he says, trying to plant that little bit of doubt in Blackfur's mind about Rosethorn.
Blackfur smiles "Soon I will have all mossflower under my control,all will fear me and the black rose...the abbey will pay taxes to be on my land." he growls at the rat,"Be quiet...slave"
Flicktail says, "aye then wot will ya do"
Blackfur looks to Flicktail "I will have slaves,good land,tax money and those who dont pay are forced into slave labor"
Flicktail says, "maybe ya coudl tear down th abbey"
Flicktail says, "oi could elp"
Blackfur looks at Flicktail"Yeah right,help with that...you were always fun for some laughs Flicktail...the abbey doesnt even know where ya are, how does that make you feel?"
Tungur laughs. "You're not the first one to try it." he says. "And you won't be the first to fail. And by the way. I answer to no one. I never have. And I never will." he nods.
Blackfur looks to the rat"Your answer to me now, as a slave"
Flicktail says, "come in ere and say that Cat"
Blackfur looks at Flicktail and smirks "Trying to be bossy now Flicktail?..dont think you have that in you...your weak"
Flicktail says, "well Oi don't see ya commin in" he smiles smugly"
Daena shakes her head at the quellers, "Boys! No one will become th' boss o'er nothin' by arguin'. Maybe ye should all jus' plan yore next move, 'staed o' makin' threats.'
Tungur laughs a little and stands up again. "Why don't you come in here, and make me, huh?" he asks, tilting his head, looking to Daena. "Oh be quiet already. First time I can say that I want to kill him and not get in trouble for it." he laughs. "I might actually enjoy this."
Daena sighs and shakes her head.... Boys will be boys....
Blackfur grins coldly, "I would enjoy killing you, but I have better things to do, maybe another time."
Flicktail says, "maybe that be true"
Tungur laughs. "Coward. All leaders are cowards." he gets close to the door, leaning forward against the bars. "You're a lazy cat. A coward. And a fraud!" he laughs again, stepping back just enough to get far enough way from any attempts on his life.
Blackfur growls and slams a fist into the bars "Dont anger me?"
Tungur laughs. "Don't anger you? Why!? Its so much fun to watch the weak coward squirm." he nods, slinking back into the shadows, vanishing completely. "And what would you do to someone you can not see?" he may blend into the shadows like a ghost, but in a room with only one way out, there's no way he's leaving.
Blackfur is getting visablly upset,"Shut up fool" he draws his sword"Or feel this"
Tungur smirks. "And what's wrong with you feeling it huh? Give me my knife cat, and we'll see who feels what." of course, his grin is invisible like he is in the darkness.
Flicktail says, "well rat....ye best stand back ere, teh cat don't ave the tail ta come in wi us"
Daena looks over at the otterfox, "I thought yew Abbeybeasts were peacelovers.....?"
Tungur's eyes flick towards Flicktail then back to the cat. "I can stand as close to him as I want." he says. "Can't touch what he cant see." then he steps out of the shadows into the middle of the room, sitting down. "You guys had better thank me when we're out of here. I snuck you stuff and got captured for it." he chuckles a little, shaking his head.
Blackfur goes to unlock the door,growling..he looks at Flicktail and the rat.
Daena stands up slowly, unnoticed....
Tungur stands up as he watches the cat unlock the door, staring. But he does nothing.
Blackfur growls,he looks at Flicktail"I came in,what do you make of that"
Flicktail asks, "oh did you? must have missed such a loud cat"
Flicktail flanks the cat so the cat cannot orient the sword on any one beast
Blackfur growls he goes to punch the rat out and looks at Flicktail,"Hope the abbey likes you back..dead of course" he then lunges at himn sword drawn.
Tungur steps forward slowly, keeping his attention in front of him. "You want me, here I am." and he lets the cat punch him. Its obvious as he braces himself, turning his head. The punch sends him flying backward, hitting his head on the wall, knocking him out cold. He did that to try and take more attention way from Flicktail
Daena sees the sword and is on the cat in an instant, pounding away at his face, "Don' touch that fox!!!!!"
Flicktail moves at the same time looking to snarl and bite the cat's sword hand
Blackfur misses the fox,he goes to try and kick him in the chest just as the otter slams him into the floor and starts to punch him in the face,he goes to rake a claw across her face "Off me!"
Flicktail oophs as he truns trying to bite at the footpaw that knocked the wind outta him
Daena has even more blood on her face now. This gash is much worse than the one inflicted by the whip. This just makes her even more mad. She pins him down, her hook'n'paw holding his neck a little too tightly.......
Blackfur growls as he is pinned to the floor,he goes to kick the otter sevral times in the side, and claw her face again.
Flicktail grabs Tungur and snarls protecting him pulling him from the fight
Daena oofs at the kicks, her breath nearly gone. But pushes her paw down harder, hoping to stop him from slashing her face more, which doesn't work to well. She pushes harder.
( A couple large marten guards come in and go to pry the otter off,a ferret points a sword at Flicktail so he doesnt try anything. Blaackfur coughs and gags and quickly crawls out,he growls..sword still in paw, the guards back up and the door is slamed shut, Blackfur rubs his thoat and his eyes full of cold hate "Ye will pay for that you will!" )
Flicktail protectes tungur his lips curled in a farel snarl
Daena stands back up, panting, red blood covering her face..... Her purple eyes are determined and.... well rather frightening, "I might..... But I think ye will pay more than anybest else...." She turns around to inspect TUngur
Blackfur stares right back,cold as ice hate, "I will make you suffer, so help me" he snaps his fingers as a couple guards show up and he leaves rubbing his neck.
===Afterwards(mainly logged by Angelo but this happen shortly after this stuff
The rat groans and slowly opens his eyes, looking up as he finds himself in the cell. "Argh...what did I miss?" he frowns, slowly moving to sit up.
Rosethorn walks in and looks in the slave pin,she grins and looks a little drunk, she been at the gull.
Daena looks up at the stoat. Her face absolutely COVERED in red blood. There is blood all over her back and the floor too. She stares at her blankly
Flicktail hugs Daene
Rosethorn tilts her head and looks at the otter,she hmmphs, "Miss all the fun..."
Daena flinces at the hug, her back had gotten it pretty bad from the *first* whipping...
Tungur leans forward and rubs his head, shaking it. "Ow..." he looks as his vision clears from the long 'nap'. "You okay?" he stands up, slowly going over towards the otter.
Rosethorn grins, "SO what..-hic-..happen" she rubs her forehead,ok she is drunk.
Daena looks smugly at the stoat, "I beat th' bloody 'ell out o' yore boss."
Daena nods at Tungur, "I'll be fine, mate.
Rosethorn blinks,she growls at the otter,"I hope he kills ya later..Kills ya slowly"
Tungur frowns a little and looks up to the stoat. "Shove off." he says. He's got to be careful about what he says now before he turns towards the otter again. "You don't look like you will be." he frowns.
Daena grins at the rat, "No... I'm already fine."
Tungur chuckles a little. "I'm sure you are." he says before sitting down near the otter, taking a deep breath.
Rosethorn snorts,"Stupid slaves.." she says and leans on the wall, drunk rat..hee hee.She smirks"Its funny...your a slave now" she says to Tungur.
Daena tries to put her bandeaged paw where Flicky wont see it, chewing her lip.....
Tungur stares at Rosethorn. "Its funny. Boss thinks you might be going soft too." he smirks. "I made sure of that."
Flicktail lays down ehxausted
Rosethorn snorts"Yeah right, I am loyal to him and he knows it..you on the other paw must not be."
Tungur smirks. "Oh trust me. I'm sure he'll ask questions eventually." he then laughs. "Fool. I was never loyal. As soon as I realized he was crazy."
Daena shakes her head at the two, They never quit....
Rosethorn rolls her eyes "What ever...maybe he will kill you later then your shut up"
Erebos blinks as he opens the door, a large figure swathed in a thick winter coat. With the added bulk of the garment he seems cramped in the smaller doorway and has to stoop to step into the room. His glassy eyes adjust quickly and they dart from beast to beast. As he catches the words, a slow, deadly smile creeps across his lips. Although as to who he agrees with, it is not clear. He clears his throat, and the sound is a bit like rolling thunder.
Tungur laughs. "Why not do it yourself, huh?" he smirks before laying down on a cot, looking upward, humming quietly to himself now.
Rosethorn hissses"Dont hummm!" she blinks and turns to see the monitor.
Daena looks up at the moniter and gasps.....
Tungur keeps humming then looks over and spots the lizard. "Oh? When did Blackfur recruit a second mountain on legs?" he blinks.
The smile vanishes quickly and is replaced with an intense, disdainful glare. The door shuts behind the lizard with a loud snap, and he clears his throat once more. Now inside, he begins to undo the front of his coat, talons clacking as they scrape against the buttons. It is still not so warm in here, so his speech is sluggish, as if he has been drinking. Which, in fact, he probably has. "Juzzt checkeeng in...I am told we are to make zhure zere eez no planzz vor revolt." He rumbles out a chuckle, seemingly unworried by the idea.
Rosethorn nods "I am not planning on doing anything,loyal to a t..to Blackfur"
Tungur's eyes flick to the stoat. "Then your just as stupid as the rest of you lot."
Daena blinks at the vermin..... sitting on her cot, just watching....
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Angelo stops before he enters and glaces at the blood and frowns slightly,he stays by the doorway.
The rat leans back on what he claimed as his cot before he starts to doze off, that head injury from Blackfur making him a little more tired than he's used to.
Rosethorn smiles as Angelo shows up"Hey Angelo..."
Erebos flicks his eyes disinteredly at Rosethorn. "Zis eez of course, expected. Ze zlaves, 'owever, are not zo trusted." narrowed eyes turn to the rat, a strong dislike already harbored for the mountain comment. A hiss escapes his throat at the dozing rat. "Not nearlee az ztupeed az thoze who voice zeir deezpleazure openlee." Eyes now turn to the otter. "And zertainlee zere eez deezpleazure 'ere. I 'ave meezzed ze entertainment of a zlave fight..."
Daena glances up at Angelo, then back to the others..... She looks up at the reptile, "Oh, this wasn't slaves fightin', this was some o' yew.... "
Rosethorn isnt going to talk to the large Lizard,she keeps her distance from it.
Angelo gasps as he sees the monitor and takes a deep breath,fun time to walk in he thinks to himself and carefully slips into the room further.
Rosethorn watches Angelo but seems more intrested in what happen while she was away. She strightens up better and listens.
Erebos either hasn't noticed, or doesn't care about the new stoat. With no further word he crosses the room with large strides, stopping right in front of Daena. He peers down at her with slitted eyes, and seems to be thinking intensely. A claw reaches inside his cloak and pulls out an ebony pipe. "Zome of uzz? Zat eez Black Roze blood you are covered een?" There is something dark in his voice.
Daena raises a eyebrow, somehow unafraid of the monster sized creature. She shrugs nonchalantly, "Some o' Black'ur's some o' mine... "
Angelo keeps a close eye on the monitor and keeps his distance from it,he isnt going near it,he stays quiet too.
Rosethorn smirks "maybe the slaves should be punished,...make them feel pain..lots of pain"
Daena just looks at the drunken stoat like she has no brain, "An' wot d'ya think I'm feelin' now....?"
A slow grin spreads across his face as he listens to Rosethorn's words. There is something wrong about the smile, though. "Well. Eet zeemz zat zere eez no puneezhment prezcribed yet...Vortunatelee I 'ave ze abeeleetee to admeeneezter zuch theengs. He lights the pipe, and beckins a claw to the otter. "Ztand up."
Daena looks oddly at the mammoth beast, muttering a little loudly, "I dunno wot ye kin do t' me tha' 'asn't already been done...." She stands like requested.
Angelo has keep quiet all this time,he watches the monitor closely and stays where he is, guarding....just guarding,he stands up a little better and listens.
Rosethorn has no clue what the lizard said "Umm..I have to go, have fun with slaves"
Erebos breathes the pipesmoke in, looking at Daena for another long moment, and frowning. Finally he speaks. "You weell vollow me, and we weell zee what can be done wiz you..." He takes the pipe out of his mouth and tastes the air with his tongue, revealing his strange lizard fangs.
Angelo watches the monitor and stays his distance from it, he isnt taking chances.
Daena nods uncertainly, "Ok mista. Yore jus' gonna lemme foller ye?...... Alright..... Where be we goin?"
Daena gnaws on her lip..... trying to hide her growing fear.... This huge moniter was taking her off alone.... Were they going to the Torture chamber.....?
Erebos turns, sparing Angelo only the briefest of glances. The hilt of his sabre peeks out from behind his unbuttoned coat. The stoat is wise to be cautious. "Zat eez for me to know. But you do not attack ze leader of ze Black Roze wizout conzequenzes." A claw hooks around her vest, so that she doesn't bolt.
Angelo frowns,he speaks "Umm..just guarding the slaves sir.."
Erebos nods, and says nothing to Angelo. He is preoccupied with his otter cargo, it seems.
Daena shakes a little... Oh seasons.... this was it... She was done for.... And she never got to
tell Jo she loved him....
to the infirm-----
Erebos opens the door to the infirmary, a hint of worry in his face. Caution doesn't become him, and he looks very out of character. On seeing his domain mercifully empty, he flings the door wide and nearly drags the otter inside, slamming the door just behind him and latching it. "Zeet down on zat cot." He indicates a mattress near a basin of water, warm thanks to its proximity to the blazing fire. His muscles seem to unknot in the heat and he shrugs off his coat, revealing his scales and muscles.
Daena looks around slowly..... This is no tortute chamber..... Is it a-No, that would be silly-no, wait, it *is* an infirm.... Why was she in the infirm?
Daena sits on the cot, a very confused look on her face, was he going to heal her so the torturing would last longer? What is going on? She bites her lip, staying silent.
Erebos sucks on the pipe again and huffs out the smoke, adding to the already thick air of the room. he crosses his bulky arms and paces near her, picking a cloth from the rim of the basin and dipping it in the water to wet it. he doesn't seem about to talk, either.
Daena watches his movements closely. Her purple eyes taking in every detail. She was *sooooo* confused. Was she going to die....?
Erebos is offering no answers. Dredging the cloth up from the bottom of the basin, he wrings i t out an, with a gentleness suprising for a beast of his size, applies it to the worst of the blood matted into her fur. "You weell tell me what eenjurees you 'ave zuztained." He might be being nice to her, but he still commands her like a slave.
Daena nods slowly, "Me back was lashed, so was me face. An' I got clawed across me face 3 times, sir." She sits stiffly, this was so strange.
Erebos nods, business like. "I cannot afford to zteetch ze face, zat will be noteeced. But I can zteetch your back. Zat will be 'idden by clotheeng." He tells her. "Lean over ze tub, zo ze bloodied water does not fall on ze vloor."
Daena leans over the tub, moving slowly. Her back hurt like blazes.... But she was worried about her lack of clothing... Surely her back would show....
Erebos moves up from her shoulder to her face. A claw touches her chin, tilting it up towards his to better see it as he crouches over her. he dabs at the angry red cuts with the wadded up cloth, all his focus on his work, and on not looking the otter in the eyes.
Daena bites her lip as he works on her face, watching his eyes, weather or not he is looking at hers. She can't figure out the emotions in them... Is one sympathy? Surely not for a beast so huge and cruel looking....
Erebos watches his progress, and as he gets to a particular slash that graces her cheekbone, his eyes can't help it. His black meet her violet, but just briefly, and he looks away. There is not much to be read in them, a flat color, but at such a close distance it's possible to see a little; a fleck or two of golden near the irises. After the silence stretches on a little while, he speaks again. "It would be a wize choice to act avraid or meek, even eef you are not." His mouth is pressed into a tight line. "You might zurvive longer."
Daena frowns a little when he looks away, she had been admiring his eyes.... "I don' know if I kin.... I ain't a lier." she looks puzzled, was he concerned? "I'll survive jus' fine..... I been 'urt worse than this." She studies his face, this was the closest she has ever been to a monite. And she wasn't sure she would want to get much closer.
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