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[voice] Not Faye - Kidnapped

*Faye will not have been seen on her ship for at least a day. She didn't appear the previous night when she was supposed to and there was no sign of her the next day. Late into the evening, though, a gruff male voice is heard from her journal*

We have in our hands a delicious little wretch who thought she could win us out of our money. The delightful bitch won't tell us who her crew are...so here's hoping you've heard. Unless, Faye, you can be persuaded to tell us this time?

*There's a heavy thud, like a punch, followed by a quiet, muffled cry as though made by someone with their mouth gagged*

So much for co-operation.

Bring a suitable price for her, or we'll keep her to ourselves. There's plenty of her to go around and our men are rather lonely... Be a shame to ruin such a pretty face too.

*He then barks orders for how to get to their secluded little corner of a warehouse on Corsair Kingdom. When he's done there's just enough time to hear him threatening Faye before the journal appears to be taken away*

[ooc: Anyone is welcome to have some chat with the gang that have taken her. Action is for members of the Roses only]

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*Faye's shoulders tightened when he spoke, like she was on defense for some reason. But still he didn't yell at her about how stupid she'd been, he wasn't telling her angrily that he'd told her this would happen. She glanced up at Thash uncertainly, and seemed happy enough to be lifted up onto the bed. In fact, it felt very good to have his arms around her. As for her wounds, her wrists and ankles had been bandaged, and there were cuts at the edge of her mouth with the rope had rubbed the skin raw. When he held her, Faye just closed her eyes and gave a small, choked sound, allowing him to keep her close*

[because he wasn't sure what they'd done to her, he'd been a little concerned she wouldn't want any close contact right now, especially from a male. But when she didn't react negatively to his touch he held her closer, rubbing a hand comfortingly over her back and the back of her head. After a few moments he sighed as if releasing some pent-up tension]

I was so worried about you... I'm really glad you're here now, safe. Are you okay? Is there anything I can get for you or do for you?

[even though her physical injuries appeared minor, the look on her face when he'd come in and the fact that she'd been sitting on the floor told him she wasn't perfectly fine...and he didn't blame her one bit. That brute that'd been watching over her had definitely displayed the lack of respect and care he'd treated her with. Part of Thash wanted to ask her what had been done to her, but making her dredge up the memory of that would be cruel. She'd tell him eventually if she wanted to. All Thash wanted to do right now was help her feel better.]

Edited 2014-11-21 21:29 (UTC)

*Any other man near her would be another story, but as it was, it was painful to her that she couldn't be near him in the warehouse. And that the fight had gone on while she had been sitting useless on the floor, when all she wanted was for Thash to squeeze her and keep her safe.

Faye doesn't reply straight away, instead just pressing herself as close to Thash as she could manage, though she still didn't have the strength to put her arms back around him. She breathed deeply, as though she was on the verge of tears. When she did finally feel able to reply, Faye blinked up at him with wide, damp eyes*

I-I'm sorry...

[he'd enacted to hug her then too; just wrap her in his arms and tail and insulate her from the situation. It had been his first urge as soon as he was free. However, he knew very well just holding her like that wouldn't actually protect her as well as killing off those nearby who would surely harm her if they could. Even after they'd all been killed he'd wanted to hold her, but their wounds had needed treating and he wasn't sure if she'd welcome such a gesture in front of their fellow crew mates. Even after the long wait though, it still felt wonderful to embrace her like this and keep her close. When he felt her moving slightly to look at him, he loosened his hold enough to meet her eyes]

Sorry? Faye, you don't have to apologize... [he said quietly, his voice almost a whisper. His eyes didn't look on her with any accusation of disappointment... Only sympathy and a regret for what had happened]

It's alright. Those jerks who took you are to blame. They've paid for their mistakes now... We don't need to think about it. You're here now and that's all that matters. I love you...

[he leaned forward again to kiss her softly on the cheek, taking care to avoid the wounds at the corners of her mouth]

*When Faye saw that look in his eyes, her own expression was one of a gentle confusion. She couldn't understand why he wasn't expecting her to apologise. It didn't make sense that he couldn't see how badly she'd messed up*

But - B-but I...

*She trailed off, confused, but pleased. Not that she was smiling. Far from it. But all through her ordeal she'd kept a brave face, made sure they couldn't see that she was upset - not her kidnappers, or her crew either. But when Thash told her he loved her, and when he kissed her cheek, she cracked. Suddenly, she burst into a flood of desperately sad and sorry tears, clinging onto him and burying her face in his chest*

[at first he worried he'd said something upsetting when she started to cry, but when she clung to him closely he realized this was just something she needed to do. She probably had a lot of pent-up emotions, and she needed to finally release them. Keeping his arms around her, he edged up into the bed sitting next to her so she could lean on him more and hold to him as tightly as she liked. He continued to rub her back comfortingly, and his tail curled up around behind her in an effort to make her feel more secure]

It's okay. Just let it all out...it's fine now. [he wasn't really trying to make much sense with what he was saying, just trying to soothe her with a gentle and friendly voice. Hearing her saddened crying made him fill with emotion as well; a strong combination of relief, love and empathetic pain. He cuddled close to her like he'd never let go]

[when the emotion subsided enough for him to think again, he wondered if she'd been apologizing because she'd dismissed his worried watching over her. Although he wished she'd let him watch over her, he didn't feel the need to bring it up. Certainly the ordeal she'd gone through was painful enough and he didn't want to add to that]

*As much as Faye hated to show herself as weak in this way, she was with Thash, and she knew that she could trust him, and she knew that he would protect her and keep her safe. And despite forever claiming that she could do that herself, it felt good for her to know that there was somewhere really here for her.

Her body shook gently with the harshness of her sobs, but she cried hard enough that she was almost silent, tears dampening his chest. Eventually, the crying subsided and she looked at Thash again, her eyes red and puffy, cheeks wet*

I'm s-so sorry... Forgive me?

*Sure, he said it was okay, but she wanted to know that he forgave her for how she treated him when he followed her that night, and the way she'd told him that she didn't need his help. She licked her lips, her tongue passing over a small cut on her lower lip, the same place where Thash had cut her before*

[at this point he neither expected an apology nor felt that there was anything significant to forgive. Her tongue passing over the scar he'd left reminded him that compared to what he'd done to her, this was absolutely minuscule. But, it sounded like this was important to her so he nodded]

Of course I do, honey. Please don't worry about it, okay?

[one of his hands moved around to gently wipe the moisture from her cheeks, but again he was careful avoid spots that might still be painful. Then he put both hands on her cheeks and kissed her forehead as a simple and soft gesture that he considered all to be well between them. He could hold grudges, but definitely not over something like this. He was just grateful to have her back, and grateful she felt comfortable enough around him to cry and hold to him...it made him feel like he had an important purpose in life, to be here for her and protect her]

*It was, for Faye, as simple as that - knowing that he forgave her, and that things would be okay between them. The term of endearment made her feel much better too. She blinked and a few more tears fell, but as he wiped her cheeks she closed her eyes, welcoming his closeness.

She did eventually open her eyes and she moved slowly so that she was sitting on his lap, arms around him this time, making sure she was as close to him as she could possibly be. For now, ignoring everything that had happened to her, she looked up into his eyes with concern*

Are you okay? They didn't hurt you too much?

[when she moved to sit on him he kept his arms around her gently. His tail reached back and pulled up a couple of pillows behind him so he could lean back slightly and make them both more comfortable. When she asked if he was okay he gave an appreciative smile]

I'm fine... Thanks for asking. They roughed me up a bit but the worst of it is this spot in my stomach...it's nothing I won't heal from, though.

[the rest of his minor scratches and bruises didn't really bother him much, but he would have to move his stomach slowly for a while or the gunshot wound would flare up in pain. At least it had been a small caliber, weapon, though.... The bullet hadn't gone real deep so he was confident it'd heal just fine]

Are you okay? All your wounds have been tended to? [he wanted to make sure he hadn't missed any in hard to see places...]

Edited 2014-11-22 16:22 (UTC)

*Gently, and very carefully, Faye moved her fingers over his body, nearly touching his wounds but not quite, really wishing she could heal him easily with her fingers. She snuggled into him, but again was careful not lean against the place where he'd been shot. Faye thought about his question a moment and lowered her eyes, shrugging slightly*

Yes. I'm okay.

*The worst effects from the whole ordeal was the emotional impact of the trauma. Still, she bowed her head lowly, and mumbled a reply*

But I must look hideous right now.

*And not just because she'd let her hair dry by itself and she hadn't put on any makeup. Sheknew the lines around her wrists and ankles would cause scars, but worse was the obvious injury to her mouth. Her lips were red and puffy, and the sides of her mouth had been rubbed red raw by the ropes, one or two cracks starting to scab over*

Good... [he replied when she said she was okay. When she commented in her appearance though, he shook his head with a frown. He put a hand on her chin and carefully raised it a bit so he could look her in the eyes]

You are NOT hideous. I mean, we all have times when we're more or less presentable...but even when you're not perfectly dressed and made up and completely healthy, you're still beautiful. The things I find most attractive about you... The stupid kidnappers could do nothing to influence those things.

[he too wished he could heal her wounds, especially the painful-looking ones around her mouth. He hoped that talking to him wasn't making them hurt more.]

*When he lifted her eyes to his, Faye could barely stand it for more than a second. She closed her eyes, feeling the tears begin to flow already. It overwhelmed her to hear him say such positive, encouraging things. She hid her face in his shoulder, starting to shake a little.She felt almost sick with something that she thought that she should tell him. Too afraid to look him in the eye, she mumbled in his shoulder blade*

They...he tried to...

*But that was all that she was able to say*

[he hugged her lightly as she buried her face against him, kissing her head. When she started speaking he listened intently, her tone making him feel a little tense. He felt her shoulders shaking and held her closer and a bit more tightly. He didn't like seeing her so miserable, but wanted to do anything he could to make her feel better...even if that meant listening to whatever unpleasant thing she was trying to tell him]

You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. But if you do, I'm listening.

No. I don't have anything to say...

*Already there were things she was deliberately pushing from her memory. Things that she didn't want to ever have to think about, never mind talk about. She tilted her head so that she could look up at him, though her eyes couldn't settle on his for very long*

But I bit him. That's why they put on the rope.

*She gave a stuttered and weary sigh, lifting one ofbher hands to gently touch the raw skin at the side of her mouth*

You bit him? Heh, wonder if Im rubbing off on ya....[he meant it as a light joke, hoping she wouldn't take it the wrong way. He didn't want to make her think of the time he'd bit her...more of the times when he'd used a bite to kill an enemy. Just like he'd killed that kidnapping jerk with one]

You really are a fighter, and a brave one. Some people would be too scared or concerned for their safety to fight back.

[he raised a hand and placed it lightly on hers near her mouth wounds, but didn't touch them himself] that's why I don't think wounds or scars are ugly. They're the mark of a warrior.

*His comment does make her laugh, but it feels like for the first time in a long time, making her cry at the same time. She covered her face with her hands, really unsure of how react. But eventually she nodded with a small smile*

Maybe you are. But I had to fight. There was no way I would sit there and let him do whatever he wanted...

*When he touched her hand, Faye felt brave enough to look him directly in the eyes, her own expression soft and grateful. She knew she looked horrible right then, but all she wanted, really, was some real reassurance from him that everything would be okay, despite whatever new scars she might have*

...will you...kiss me...?

*There was a tremble in her voice, apparently afraid and too embarrassed to ask for that so openly, making her seem incredibly shy for a moment*

[he was relieved she found the joke funny rather than upsetting, and nodded understandingly when she said she had to fight. He knew what that was like....being in a helpless position, knowing very well that fighting would only bring more pain. Yet, to maintain one's honor and sense of worth, sometimes fighting was worth that pain.]

Of course... [he'd wanted to kiss her for a while now, but was a bit worried] I just don't want to hurt you...so let me know if I use too much pressure or something okay?

[even if he kissed the middle of her lips he was concerned it'd hurt the sides...but since she'd asked for it with a shyness he found very endearing, he could hardly turn her down. He put a hand on her chin to support her as he leaned down and carefully placed a very soft, loving kiss on her lips]

You won't hurt me...

*Though she couldn't quite be sure about that. Still, whatever pain there might be while he kissed her, it would be nothing in comparison to how good she'd also feel, and how bad she felt while she was being held in that warehouse. Still, she nodded gently in agreement anyway*

Okay.

*She sighed softly into the kiss, closing her eyes and returning the kiss equally as gently, but lovingly too*

[he smiled slightly against her lips, happy to feel the love from her. He'd rather she be feeling that than the myriad of bad emotions her experience must have caused. He wanted to do more though; to do everything he could to keep her mind off what had happened. After kissing her for a few seconds he pulled back]

Anything else I can do to cheer you up? I could give you a massage or play a quiet song for you, or...we could just sit here and relax.

[he gave a smile that showed just how much he enjoyed simply sitting with her in his arms]

*Faye looked up at him when he pulled back, eyes shining and seeming much calmer than she'd felt a few moments ago. She smiled carefully then tilted her head at his suggestions, sitting up as she considered them*

You'd play something for me? Something quiet and then...I'm pretty tired, but will you sit with me while I nap?

Yeah, no problem. I wouldn't mind a nap myself so I'll even lay with you if you want. I'll be right back...

[he gently moved her aside so he could get up and leave, but returned moments later with his guitar. He sat down next to her with a small smile, trying to think of what to play. Pretty much all he knew was loud rock, but he could play quiet versions of pretty much anything]

Hm, maybe I could play the song I wrote for you?

*Faye didn't want to tell Thash not to go, but while he was gone, she grabbed one of the pillows and squeezed it tightly, staring at the door and waiting for him to come back. It didn't take long, but she was very worried the entire time he was out the room. When he came back, she tried to act like everything was normal.

With Thash beside her she felt much better, so she lay down on the pillow instead*

Hmm...that'd be nice.

[he noticed a strange tension in the room when he came back but then Faye seemed normal so maybe it was just his imagination. He nodded when she gave her approval. He then started to play his guitar, for the second time singing the song about her. It would sound quite different with him playing it softly, his guitar sounding more like an acoustic than an electric now. His voice was also different when he sang quietly, sounding much softer yet just as expressive. He'd flash her a shy smile once or twice throughout the song]

((Lyrics here: http://paste.plurk.com/show/T66lTDz04fugetmnxYHZ/ ))

*Faye lay down and curled up as close to Thash as possible without getting in the way of his guitar. She watched him carefully, the way his fingers and hands moved over the instrument, to the shy ways that he looked at her. Eventually, she just closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the music and the sound of his voice. When he was finished, though, Faye opened her eyes and clapped her hands together*

Thash. You're just so...perfect. Writing sweet songs for me like that...never thought anyone would write a song that was for me... I feel like I should do something in return...

[voice] Not Faye - Kidnapped

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