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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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*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...]

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*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...

[he smiled at her and gave a light chuckle as he set the guitar aside on the floor. He moved a hand to her shoulder and rubbed it lightly]

I'm far from perfect, but thanks. You don't have to do anything... I wrote it in return for how awesome you've been to me. You're literally a dream come true for me, you know...I never thought anyone would really love me, much less be receptive of my pathetic efforts to write a song for them, heh...

[he knew now that Zace had probably never loved him, which explained why she'd never really been supportive of his musical interests. Their relationship had been very different and unsure, but he was certain Faye loved him. That was an amazing feeling.]

You're so dang important to me...I don't know what I'd do if... [he could elaborate but stopped himself, not wanting to turn the conversation back to dark things]

I love you. And I consider myself amazingly lucky to be with you. [he scooted further up into the bed and started to lay down next to her]

*Faye lay against the pillows, listening to him carefully, eyes slowly roaming over his body, passing over his injuries, but just taking him in while he sat there close to her, saying such things as Faye honestly thought she'd never hear. But it warmed her, and she could even feel herself blushing, hiding her face slightly in the pillows.

When he lay down next to her, Faye lifted a hand to poke him in the shoulder, since that was as much as she could manage right then*

You realise I'm only letting you say this stuff because I'm exhausted...

*She was teasing, really - but he was being very mushy and romantic, and Faye still didn't exactly know what to do with that, especially when it made her feel all giddy and fuzzy inside*

But I love you too.

*Faye smiled and closed her eyes, nuzzling herself close to him, clearly looking to settle down for some sleep*

Heheh... Guess I better quit with the mushiness after you wake up then huh? [he smiled and cuddled up closer to her, putting his arms around her loosely enough for comfort but close enough for security]

G'night.... Hope you have some good dreams. [he yawned a bit, his own exhaustion starting to catch up to him. He knew he'd be able to sleep peacefully like this, though]

Hmm... Maybe.

*Faye smirked up at him before settling happily in his arms, comfortable and safe, and feeling miles better than she had earlier that evening*

Though, it's not so bad, so I might let you talk like that every now and then...

*She reached up to kiss him softly on his cheek, then gently on his lips*

You too... And thank you...

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