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21 February 2006 @ 08:21 am
When in your life did you know you were not alone?  
Adira’s small frame struggled against the vice-like grip on her wrist. She didn’t want to look up at the vicious stare she could feel boring into her soul.

“Centauri.” The voice was stern and demanding but it was the mechanical whine that caused her to freeze. Adira could see the electricity arching through the slaver’s glove.

“Trakis please.” She was begging him as the glove got closer. The pain was too much to bear and she would do anything to avoid it. “Please!” She cried out as the tears started to stream down her cheeks.

“No. You have disgraced a client and you must learn to be obedient.” The glove was nearly against her skin. Her eyes closed involuntarily not wanting to see it get any closer.

“Trakis, he was hurting me.” Adira’s voice was broken from the tears.

“Then you were doing something wrong, Centauri. All the more reason to punish you.”

The hand touched her cheek and her skin burned under its touch. She shrieked and sunk to the floor, her legs too weak from the pain to hold her weight. The hand released her and she fell into a fetal ball.

“You will remember to behave next time?” Adira nodded. The pain had taken her voice.

“You will remember!” the voice was agitated.

She strained to answer and at first her mouth moved but there was no sound. Finally she forced out a “yes.”

“Good.” The answer cam from footsteps that were already receding from the room. Adira curled up more tightly shaking from pain and fear. A tentative hand touched her shoulder and then gripped it in a strong reassuring manner. Slowly her eyes focused on the brown studded leather glove covering the hand. A long silence fell between them as the tension faded from Adira’s battered body.

“I hate your people.” The voice finally came filled with bitter hatred. “But no one, even a Centauri, deserves to be treated as you have.” the voice slowly softened and Adira looked up at the Narn kneeling beside her. There was sympathy and anger in those red eyes that looked down on her. Adira tried to move closer struggling with her bruised body. It refused to work but strong hands pulled her into a hug that Adira did not resist.

“G’Quon smites people like him. Do not worry his time will come.”

Crossposted to thearical_muse
Current Mood: soreHurt
Na'Toth: hurtnatoth on February 21st, 2006 04:26 pm (UTC)
Ouh...*mun cries looking at poor Adira.*
But I like Na'Loth's words about "divine justice" for such people. I think, for Narns, as vindictive race, such revenge is most terrible.
Adira Tyreeadira_tyree on February 21st, 2006 05:31 pm (UTC)
Re: ooc
Yeah.. I figured the comfort a Narn would offer would be more aggression toward the offender then anything cuddly.
Na'Tothnatoth on February 21st, 2006 05:52 pm (UTC)
Re: ooc
*sighs, kicking ICQ*
This progam is dead today, doesn't works :-(((
S.D. "Snake" Plissken_call_me_snake_ on February 21st, 2006 07:31 pm (UTC)
Re: ooc
**Kicks ICQ** It wasn't working for me this morning either.
Na'Tothnatoth on February 21st, 2006 07:35 pm (UTC)
Re: ooc
ouh... perhaps, any moderating troubles then?
*joins to kicking damned prog*
S.D. "Snake" Plissken: Call Me Snake_call_me_snake_ on February 21st, 2006 07:37 pm (UTC)
Re: ooc
No clue.