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Post by Scarlett on Jul 2, 2010 22:30:13 GMT -5
It was a day like any other. Scarlett found herself strutting down the streets of the wastelands. It was a habit she found unbreakable. She only walked these streets to hear the screams. Feeling the joy rising within her as she passed a torture cavern she couldn't pull her gaze away. Sighing she eventually passed it. Scar was not on torture duty, and for an odd reason she was almost glad. That goes to say she was bored, very bored. Taking a few steps she found a wall leaning on it she pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking a long puff she blew the smoke out a smirk curving to her face. She needed something to do. Something that did not include torturing, or killing. Well maybe killing...something like sex? No.....She needed something fun to do. Why not go to earth? Why because Sylar made her stay down in hell for the next couple of weeks something to do with laying low, and Scarlett obviously did noootttt lay low. Taking another puff of her cigarette she rolled her eyes. Why the hell was she so bored? |
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Post by Ka'Dargo on Jul 2, 2010 23:31:33 GMT -5
Ka'Dargo moved down the walkways at a quickened pace. Scythrais had sent him out for once. It was nice to be walking around, but the cries of torture gave him chills. He knew torture all too well. Anyone would if they were sentenced so many years to be Scythrais' personal slave. That was his place, he was her torture slave. Even now, Ka'Dargo was no masochist. He despised that feeling of pain.
As he moved, he noticed that he did not have his sword with him. Well, that wasn't very comforting. He sighed and then glanced up to see Scarlett sleep around the corner. Hmm...I wonder what she's doing? All alone....I would've expected her to be somewhere around that blabbering imbecile, Declan, like all the other women.
Ka'Dargo had taken a slight liking to Scarlett's apparent beauty ever since the first time meeting her. Sure, there were many beautiful women in hell. Auria was rather attractive, but slightly rudely spoken. He could see half of the reason why Sylar had made Bellatrix his queen for she too was breathtaking; but stark-raving mad which confused Ka'Dargo even more. But Scarlett....she had the looks of the drop-dead gorgeous wenches back in the pub in Fyvia. It was a beauty that seemed to beckon him home in a way.
So of course, Dargo couldn't keep himself from turning the corner after her, coming upon the rather arousing sight of Scarlett leaned against the wall in her skimpy outfit while lighting a cigarette. It made him miss the wenches....the sex.....not this crap hell called sex....true sex; real, raw, passionate, crazy sex. He looked at her, his dark brown eyes holding no apparent emotions in them. "Scarlett, what exactly are you doing....here? Making a futile attempt at reclaiming excitement from an endlessly boring state?" He questioned with a half amused grin.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 3, 2010 1:56:22 GMT -5
Scarlett saw him turn the corner. His name flashed in her mind as she saw his face. Ka'Dargo, or as everyone else called him, Dargo. Smirked softly she took a puff pulling the cig from her mouth and dipping the ashed into the air.
He was a slave. Something inside of her felt bad for him, but she was also curious as to why he was a slave. Especially a slave to Scythrais. She scared the living shit out of alot of people. Scar could only imagine how he felt.
His eyes crawled across her body, and she wasn't even disgusted. She was actually quite the opposite. Her mind was foggy as she walked him walk towards her. Her head started to pound, but she ignored it.
"Scarlett, what exactly are you doing....here? Making a futile attempt at reclaiming excitement from an endlessly boring state?"
Scarlett smirked taking another puff blowing the smoke purposefully in his face. "Dargo, nice to see you again." She nodded smirking. "I'm quite bored as you can obviously tell. I have nothing to do in this hell hole, no pun intended." Scarlett looked around waiting for Scythrais to appear, but she didn't arrive.
Scarlett raised a brow. "Free for the time being?" She questioned. "I need something to do before I go on a spree of gnawing at people's limbs." She smirked softly meeting his gaze.
Her headache was worse. Squinting her eyes the fogginess took over her mind. A image washed over her mind. It was Dargo...and herself. Dressed in very old clothing. There was yelling. Lots of yelling and the pain she was experiencing was not physical, but emotional...her heart was breaking.
Everything kind of went black in her mind all she could remember was Dargo coming at her, rage in his eyes. Her eyes opened wide, but she caught herself before he noticed. Who was this man? Was he th guy from her dreams she kept having. She sighed shaking the vision off.
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Post by Ka'Dargo on Jul 4, 2010 16:16:43 GMT -5
Though her puff of smoke was directed at his face, his cold yet ever so attentive look didn't falter one bit. He stood there, listening to her words like a soldier listening to directions. It was what he was supposed to do. It was chivalrous to give attention to women. So, he didn't flinch a bit. He noticed how she seemed to look to see if Scythrais was behind him. Honestly, why would she be? Dargo was rarely permitted to speak when with Scythrais and she usually pulled him around with a leash.
"Free for the time being?" She questioned. "I need something to do before I go on a spree of gnawing at people's limbs."
Yes, of course he was free for the time being. "For now...I am free, lest my mistress summons me to her quarters again." He replied to her with that usual voice of almost monotone, no expression in his eyes except for hollowness. "But alas, what is it you ask of me? I have nothing you could do before...losing your sanity. Nothing in mind, at this time; my apologies, Scarlett."
He honestly didn't have anything she could do. Though he had the usual thoughts when he was around her. Those consisted of his memories with the Fyvian wench, Scarlett. He had that woman in the palm of her hand and he had frittered away with her offerings of love and loyalty. God, that wench had been annoying. It made him remember how much he had wanted to smite her with his sword.....and how he had almost done so once before leaving for a battle. He hadn't seen her when he came back alive from that battle...but he didn't think he honestly cared.
As Dargo remembered, he had noticed that Scarlett had twitched a bit. He tipped his head curiously and then asked, "Unless you wish to engage in particularly lascivious acts?" Yes, his words had even surprised him but it was the first thing that came out of his head. Luckily, his words were so quiet at that point that he hoped Scarlett didn't comprehend or hear what he had said.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 6, 2010 16:47:41 GMT -5
"For now...I am free, lest my mistress summons me to her quarters again." He replied to her with that usual voice of almost monotone, no expression in his eyes except for hollowness. "But alas, what is it you ask of me? I have nothing you could do before...losing your sanity. Nothing in mind, at this time; my apologies, Scarlett."
Scarlett shrugged. She was used to being bored down in hell. Being up where the mortals walked was way more fun than being in hell, but she could possibly find something to entertain her. The way Dargo talked could piss anyone off, but she was used to it. She at one time had lived through the ages where everyone spoke that way.
A fuzzy feeling took over her mind again. Why did this keep happening to her? It only happened when she was around him though. It wasn't even a lustful pain, it was excruciating pain. She didn't even enjoy it.
"Unless you wish to engage in particularly lascivious acts?
Scarlett, shocked, looked over at him with a questioning look. The pain took over before she could reply. She fell to her knees holding her head and screaming in pain. Everything went black, but she knew where she was. She knew what she was seeing this time. Ka'Dargo...he was the one she loved back then. He had tried to kill her. Like she was some awful wench.
Her eyes shooting open she bared her teeth and an animalistic growl erupted from her throat. "You." She said as if she were already tearing into skin with her mouth. She leaped forward pinning him to the wall with one hand. "You...you were the one who did this to me." He was the reason she died...the reason she was reborn again in hell.
She bared her teeth trying not to kill him right then and there. Instead she leaned forward in this moment of steamy anger and kissed him with all the passion, lust, and anger she had locked up inside.
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Post by Ka'Dargo on Jul 6, 2010 22:40:30 GMT -5
As she looked rather shocked, Dargo ran over what he had said in his head. It had only been a simple question. Then his eyes widened when she collapsed down in pain. The next thing he knew, he was being pinned to the wall and Scarlett was growling. What was going on?!
"You...you were the one who did this to me."
He looked at her confused. "I did what to you? What exactly are you talking about, Scarlett? I have done nothing to you!" He retorted back before he found her lips pressed passionately upon his. That passion was enough to send him back to times before hell. Scarlett....this was really Scarlett?! The woman he had wooed into loving him by his own accident; the woman he had tried to rid himself of....that Scarlett!
While those thoughts ran through his head, he found himself kissing her fiercely in return. He then took her arms, pinning them above her head as he switched places. Sure, he could certainly oblige to lascivious acts. Ka'Dargo looked at Scarlett with piercing brown eyes. "You remember me...from times before, do you? Well, I must say, it is a most gracious occasion...to see you...after so many centuries, my sweet." His voice had changed to that deep purr that had captivated so many women back in his time. Between words, his pauses were filled with kisses to her jawbone and her neck.
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Post by Scarlett on Jul 8, 2010 16:06:10 GMT -5
"I did what to you? What exactly are you talking about, Scarlett? I have done nothing to you!"
Scarlett bared her teeth. Why would he deny what he did to her?
The rage building up inside was like a flame that was ready to burn down a whole building. Taking a calming breath she tried not to grit her teeth in fear of her teeth actually falling out from the pressure she would deal to them.
Before she knew it he had her arms pinned above her head against the wall. She snarled at him, but she pressed her body against him.
"You remember me...from times before, do you? Well, I must say, it is a most gracious occasion...to see you...after so many centuries, my sweet."
Scarlett growled and spat at the ground. "I'm not your sweet nor will I ever be." She tried to break free of his grasp, but her anger was taking up too much energy. "Don't take this as me forgiving you..." She threw herself forward pinning him to the ground. She threw off her leather jacket and unzipped his shirt.
She looked up at him her blue eyes blazing with fury. "This is sooo not forgiveness." She said as she started to kiss and bite at his neck.
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Post by Ka'Dargo on Jul 8, 2010 16:45:25 GMT -5
"I'm not your sweet nor will I ever be."
"Pity...I would've enjoyed your company. Just like I did so many nights before. You had always been easy to persuade." Ka'Dargo said with a chuckle. "Don't take this as me forgiving you..." He was about to question her words, but she stopped him. Soon enough, he found himself shoved suddenly to the ground. Both vests had been flung off, leaving his muscular, scarred chest bare and her in a simple bra. This was amazing. It was almost like before, except they were in Hell instead of the back room of a Fyvia pub.
"This is sooo not forgiveness."
"Then what is it, Scarlett?" He smirked, letting out a grumble of satisfaction from his throat. He let her kiss and bite him for a moment before rolling her over so that he was on top of her. He unlatched her bra in an instant and began to kiss her breasts hungrily. It was Dargo and he was a beast when it came to these kind of things. He soon brought the licks and kisses back up to Scarlett's plump perfect lips. "I had forgotten how delicious such body tasted."
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