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Re: Grain of Sand (Garran)
What the hell is the Sabbath?? Other than Sunday, of course...
Being caught again really didn't surprise him all that much now. It was a standard routine he'd probably need to get used to.
"Consider yourself fortunate that it will be me who you will have sex with until the end of your days, instead of a dog or an insect!"
"You know, you could be right about that. Mistress can sometimes be a real bitch."
Maybe instead of treating me like dirt, she'll at least consider me human. You know, maybe this isn't so ba-
The sudden lurch on his neck caused by the collar made him gag, and was soon followed by his face meeting the dirt, and a blunt pain to the backside of his head, finally darkness closing in on his consciousness.
With a groan, he rubbed his head, looking about to see what exactly had happened. Maybe the war was over? Well he was right about one thing, but the outcome had come out totally unpredicted. The girl demon was in fact dragging the Anubis, and the scorpions were in fact the ones who seemed like they had been decimated.
"Your place is back in your cage, dog! I'll see to it that you never escape again!" the Baphomet announced, before directing her scythe at Anubis. "Rape her! Drain her of the last of her energy!"
What?! How the hell!? Mistress defeated!?
From the bushes, he heard the whispers from what he suspected to be Roa, and from her orders he glanced back to the floor, seeing the witch who had grabbed him apparently unconscious. How it happened, he wasn't going to question. Quickly grabbing the fainted woman under her arms, he dragged her back out of view into some bushes that seemed close enough to Roa's hiding tree. Glancing up, Gerran called out to her in an equally quiet voice that she had used to get his attention.
"What the hell is happening?! How did Mistress lose that that little brat!? We... We gotta do something! They're going to kill her!"
Wait, why do you even care?
What the hell is the Sabbath?? Other than Sunday, of course...
Being caught again really didn't surprise him all that much now. It was a standard routine he'd probably need to get used to.
"Consider yourself fortunate that it will be me who you will have sex with until the end of your days, instead of a dog or an insect!"
"You know, you could be right about that. Mistress can sometimes be a real bitch."
Maybe instead of treating me like dirt, she'll at least consider me human. You know, maybe this isn't so ba-
The sudden lurch on his neck caused by the collar made him gag, and was soon followed by his face meeting the dirt, and a blunt pain to the backside of his head, finally darkness closing in on his consciousness.
With a groan, he rubbed his head, looking about to see what exactly had happened. Maybe the war was over? Well he was right about one thing, but the outcome had come out totally unpredicted. The girl demon was in fact dragging the Anubis, and the scorpions were in fact the ones who seemed like they had been decimated.
"Your place is back in your cage, dog! I'll see to it that you never escape again!" the Baphomet announced, before directing her scythe at Anubis. "Rape her! Drain her of the last of her energy!"
What?! How the hell!? Mistress defeated!?
From the bushes, he heard the whispers from what he suspected to be Roa, and from her orders he glanced back to the floor, seeing the witch who had grabbed him apparently unconscious. How it happened, he wasn't going to question. Quickly grabbing the fainted woman under her arms, he dragged her back out of view into some bushes that seemed close enough to Roa's hiding tree. Glancing up, Gerran called out to her in an equally quiet voice that she had used to get his attention.
"What the hell is happening?! How did Mistress lose that that little brat!? We... We gotta do something! They're going to kill her!"
Wait, why do you even care?