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Post by Tuyet on Apr 28, 2007 14:26:38 GMT -5
Mikhail rolls his eyes, and rubs at one arm that the bindings had made sore. "I don't fancy dying... oh for gods' sake, if you're going to strip in front of me at least be kind enough to be above average looking. It's only good manners."
Not wanting to die appearently didn't translate to holding his tongue. Looking away a little, he sings a little tune to himself in Russian. It's not a bad song, and his voice isn't terrible.... After a few seconds, the song is recognisable as the Russian national anthem. Mikhail has a habit of singing to himself out of boredum.
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Post by Adris on Apr 30, 2007 19:04:28 GMT -5
Britt finished what she was doing, taking off her armored boots last. It was almost as if she didn't hear his comment about her looks. In the end she was dressed in the simple cloth she wears under her armor and began whistling. If he was looking he would have notices she was still twirling her sword in her hand, and even if he wasn't, he would feel it when she smacked him across the back of the head with the blunt side. She made sure it was enough for him to remember it as well.
"There are going to be some house rules knave, and you just broke one. Another is that you will only speak the trade language and nothing else in my presence. As far as you are concerned I am the nicest looking lady you have ever seen, because you might not get to see another. You should consider it a privalage for me to disrobe before you, even if you don't get to see anything."
She hoped that she didn't hit him hard enough to knock him out or disorient him too much. She hasn't had a slave before and dosn't know the ins and outs of holding back. She would get used to it, in the end he could just be thrown upon the rubbish pile.
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Post by Tuyet on Apr 30, 2007 20:13:37 GMT -5
Mikhail does flinch at the impact, but bites his tongue to help him stay silent. He is a bit stunned for a few moments, and rubs the back of his head with one hand. Once again his sense of self-preservation prevails over his urge to reply causing him to force back a comment about how he perfered his women to look like actual ladies.
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Post by Adris on Apr 30, 2007 20:22:29 GMT -5
She had her sword in hand, ready to smack him again if he had any other snide comments to make. He did seem to bite his tongue though, and for that she smiled, knowing that she was able to get through to him. After a moment of this she want over to her bedding, or whatever the simple sleeping mat could be compared to and motioned him over.
"Alright, I have worked hard today, your town was quite large despite it being like parchment to cut through. I wish for a shoulder message, and you will give me the best one you can manage. Tomarrow at first light you will be teaching my soldiers to shoot, so you better make it good the first time so you can get sleep."
She made special point to slip her sword under the tent flap, so that couldn't be used against her while she was sleeping. From her small trunk though she took out a dagger that she waved in front of his eyes so he didn't get any ideas.
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Post by Tuyet on May 2, 2007 11:05:00 GMT -5
Mikhail's eyes follow the dagger, then he scowls. He knows he has no choice, though finds it a touch infuriating that he would be given that kind of work. Resisting the urge to dig in with his nails, the Russian does try to get it over with as fast and well as possible. It's clear that he'd never done such a thing before, or even considered learning how to give a massage, but at least he has the right general idea and doesn't make anything worse.
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Post by Adris on May 8, 2007 21:30:56 GMT -5
It was enough for her, to be truthful she never really had a message at all before now. She just closed her eyes and took it in, paying particular attention in case it felt more painful at some times then at others.
"Very good, and that means you will sleep on the mat tonight. I hope I don't need to remind you of your chances to escape. Rest well for you will be getting up on mornings break, the Russians will be here soon and none too happy."
She motions over to the corner where the sleeping mat can be found. With that she puts her dagger under her pillow and lays down for rest. If he were to look about the tent there could be found no other weapons, she made sure to have anything conventional removed for safety sake.
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