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 Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:04 pm
The first section holds many wines while the last holds prisoners if any. 
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:05 pm
 Allison didn't know what was going on, but then the woman was speaking about how they could run if they wanted to. She watched as several of the men took off, but she stayed there as she was cold and didn't want to run especially in wet tennis shoes. She stood where she was and waited to see what was going to happen. Some of the guys who had been shivering were taken away, and the rest were left standing there. When the woman looked down at her she felt that weird tingly feeling all over her body and was a little scared of the feeling.
Soon the woman was telling her that woman were not welcome on the island and then asked for a sword. Allison went wide eyed, "Please, if you just get me a way off the island I'm sure we can work something out..." she said and tried to step back but two men were there to grab her and hold her. She felt hot tears come to her face as she knew that her life was about to come to an end. As she stood there her entire life flashing by her eyes as she closed them tight trying to hide from the sword that was about to end her life.
In seconds she heard the sword, but then it didn't happen and she wasn't dead. She didn't feel any pain at all. At first she thought that the death had been quickly, but soon she opened her eyes and she was staring up at the witch and the blood that was on the witch's face. Allison had no idea what was going on and then spotted the sword on the ground several feet away. She looked at the witch again as she accused her of attacking her, "But, I didn't..." she said in a soft almost mouse like voice. Then the chaos started and many of her friends died around her. She dropped to her knees and watched the scene before her in slow motion as no one touched her.
Soon she was taken away still shaken from the scene that she saw and sort of walked like a ghost towards wherever she was going. She was soon walking down stairs, and then was roughly pushed into a cellar and then into a room. She sank to her knees as the door behind her locked and she shivered hugging herself tightly trying to warm herself. She didn't know what was going to happen to her and she hoped that it would happen and she could go home.
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Kiera Leluch Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:24 pm
 Wade led the girl through the house and kept giving her sideways glances along the way. It had been so long since he had seen any females let alone one that lived long enough to make it to the island. He gently pushed her inside one of the cells and shut the door and locked it before speaking to her, "That was some trick you pulled, are you a witch too?" he was simply curious and thought if he could get information from her politely his queen might spare him a moment or two alone with her. Wade was one of the few men her completely by chioce, unlike 99&#xof; the men, he had not been bitten into submission, he chose the submission.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:36 pm
Allison sat where she was hugging herself and shivering as blood filled her image and the many guys that she watched die. What was she going to tell the people back at home when she did finally make it back home. She didn't hear the guy at first, but as she snapped out of it she shook her head, "I don't know what you're talking about I just want to go home." she said and felt the tears start to pour down her face. She wished to be home and hoped that by wishing it enough she would return home. Soon she thought she was going crazy and shook her head to make the terrible thoughts and memories go away.
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Kiera Leluch Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:49 pm
Wade looked through the bars at her shivering. He knew the queen didn't like women but he also knew the queen wanted answers even if there was none to be had. He sighed and wandered off for a moment, only to return and unlock the cell door and set a blanket and some dry clothes beside the girl, "I know they're probably big, but they're dry. I'll see what I can do about some food for you," he stepped back out of the cell and closed and locked the door again, "There really is no way off this island, not that I've looked myself. I like it here. Perhaps you can learn to like it too," then he walked off and was gone, he didn't want to hear her say anything bad about this place he called his home, but he would stop and listen to what she had to say if she did talk more.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:03 pm
Samuel stood quietly as the woman praised him. His breathing was slightly hard, and he had begun to sweat lightly. It was hot out, and it was normal for him. Besides the queen didn’t mind it, she was used to the way he was, and he was used to her. His chest tightened slightly at the contact and his breath caught a little; eyes closing to show how much he enjoyed the contact and attention."Thank you Mistress." He murmured lowly, thanking her for the praise. Sam had never questioned why the queen would send him out to catch her beasts instead of just forcing them to come to her. Perhaps she sensed his need to be useful, or maybe she simply preferred to have them do the work; if it could be called that, for her. He didn’t really mind the work though, in fact it was fun to test himself and see if he could still hold his own against the larger animals, such as the deer, coyotes and the few wolves that remained on the island.
He watched as she began to manipulate the bucks skeletal structure. While it no longer sickened him he also wasn’t overly fond of watching. He stayed for a little while, watching for the sake of just being there before he slowly began to move away to go down to the cellar. While he knew the queen would wonder what his interest in the prisoner was, he was sure he wouldn’t be punished for visiting the girl. If anything he could claim to have wanted to make sure she hadn’t broken out or something. It really didn’t matter. All that really mattered at the moments that it took to go down the stairs was that he felt this strange feeling rise in him again. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and stared towards the cell that she was in. He could see her easily, and decided this was close enough to make sure he would not get in trouble with the queen. She didn’t quite like when he was near others. He could guess that it was likely jealousy… though she did invite his old companion to bed with them from time to time. Mostly so she could watch them, but to Sam it made no difference. With a soft sigh he slowly slid down and sat on the ground. Both of his weapons needed cleaning so he set about that job before he forgot; wiping away the blood with a rag he’d had at his belt.
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 8:09 pm
Allison was still quite in shock so when he opened the door and put the clothes and blanket down on the floor behind her she didn't turn to look at them or say a word. She didn't do anything as the scenes played off in her head. She watched every one from the crew that she had gotten to know well slaughtered like cows going to a slaughter house. She hadn't liked it at all and so now she sat silent and shivering as she made no move towards the clothes or the blankets. She just watched the blood pour out onto the marble floor in the main hall.
She didn't quite hear what the boy who had given her the clothes and blanket said as he walked up the stairs, but she figured she would probably remember it later and then have a response to it. She just sat hugging her knees and shivering her eyes sort of glazed over and hair still dripping water onto the ground. As she sat there she stared at the wall. It wasn't and interesting wall but it sort of let her take her mind off of the horrible scenes trying to play over in her mind. She traced little scratch marks in the wall all the way up as far as she could see without lifting her head and then went and traced another one.
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 8:39 pm
Samuel watched Wade leave, saying he’d see him later before looking back at the woman in the cell. She was beautiful, but seemed so very fragile. Her shivering form made him worry a little as he looked down at his own hands. He knew what she was dwelling on. The queens anger had demanded that all but two of this woman’s friends and shipmates be killed… but everyone on the island had seen it happen. He himself had watched the captain of his ship perish by her hands and seen others slain as well. That said he’d done enough killing himself as well. By now in her world he’d have been a serial killer. A murderer in his own mind he often wished that he’s hands had not been tainted by the blood of other men. However he remained under the queen’s control and did as she told him; things were easier this way.
“You’ll get sick if you sit there in those wet clothes.” He called to the woman making sure she could hear him. He spoke with a slight accent, an old one that would never exist in the world today. “She already wants you dead, why would you make it easier for her by allowing for weakness?” he asked more softly, as if he was speaking of things he shouldn’t have been… and really he was. The queen would punish him for such words. However he didn’t care at the moment, he wanted to talk. To see what her life had been like off the island. “My name is Samuel by the way. I apologize for what you've witnessed.” He finally introduced himself and came to sit in front of the cell. She could have reached out and grabbed him had she wanted but Sam was a little cocky and confident. It had been a long time since he’d been punished or hurt by another person.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 2:08 pm
Allison continued to sit there shivering as he spoke. She wasn't sure what she wanted or what to think at the moment of this place. She just felt scared and she knew that well after the cold was gone she would still be shivering from fear. She could still feel the waves crashing around her and trying to drown her, but somehow she was still alive. She listened as the drips of water fell to the ground from her hair. It was bad to have wet hair and it could make one sick however, her body wouldn't move. The boy apologized to her about what she had witnessed, but she wasn't sure if a thousands of apologies would make her feel better let alone one.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 4:07 pm
Samuel watched her shiver and shake. She didn’t seem to be doing so well, but perhaps she simply needed time or something. But if something didn’t happen she would get sick. And the Queen wouldn’t be the one to help her through the sickness. The woman would be left sick, in the damp cellar to die. He thought about that for a few moments, he couldn’t think of anything else. He yawned a little as he leaned back against the wall and continued to watch the other sit and shake. He wanted to comfort her but he knew he shouldn’t. He knew that he couldn’t do such a thing. But there was a tugging at his heart, the kind that he felt when the queen paid special attention to him. When his heart hurt from her just looking at him. He sighed deeply and rubbed his eyes. What had happened to him? What was going on, this was a feeling so different then that he was used to.
He yawned again, tired from a long day outside. The heat got to him from time to time, even after all of his time here. The cellar was cool and he was relaxed. Happy that he was able to get out of the heat for a little while. He stretched out and continued to watch her quietly, entranced. He had no idea how to act on these feelings, and he knew that if the queen were to find out he would be in big trouble. Huge trouble really, she might even turn him into one of her living art pieces. He shuddered visibly at the thought. He did not want to end up like that.
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Kiera Leluch Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 6:29 pm
 Wade had gone straight to the kitchen from the cellar only to return in a rush and empty handed, Osric in tow. Osric had been asigned to the tailoring detail. The queen may have been the only woman on the island until now but she always wanted more fancy clothing, "Hey," he waved to Samuel on his way in, "Our queen wants her for diner tonight. How's she doing?" he asked as his pace slowed as he got closer to the cell and peered in. It had only been a short while since he left so he wasn't expecting much but he knew Samuel had a way of getting people to talk to him. It was one of the things Wade envied about him. "Miss, this is Osric he's the queen's tailor. She's ordered you dressed for the occasion. Osric needs to take your measurements -" Osric put a hand up in front of Wade to stop him talking any more. "No need to measure her, she's the same size as the queen. I can tell by looking at her," Osric turned to Allison now, "Sorry to hear that few of your crew were welcomed here," then he walked out of the cellar to get to work on the dress.Wade watched him leave before turning his attention back to the girl, "I'm Wade by the way. Might I get your name?" he kind of needed it later if he was going to present her to the queen for diner.{OOC: Osric ... played by Sean Connery ... he can do anything ^_^ }
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:17 am
Allison heard more people come down but she was lost in all of her thoughts. She could start to remember some of the people who had been slaughtered earlier. One of them was the cook who really couldn't cook, but he was good to talk to. He always tried to make jokes and they were so bad that she had to just laugh at them. She watched him run off out of the corner of her eye and she could now still hear the screams of those who had run off.
When she was spoken to she really didn't know what she was supposed to say. That she was not fine, that she didn't want to go to dinner, but she figured she had no choice. The man who Wade said was Osric said that she was the queen's size, and then left. He did say that he was sorry that only a few of the guys on her ship had been chosen, but she didn't say anything back. She just sat there shivering. When it was only her and the two guys left Wade asked her name introducing himself and she contemplated if she was going to speak. She knew that she should but really didn't want to. Finally in a quiet voice she spoke still staring at the wall and shivering, "Allison." she said putting her head down on her knees.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:56 am
Samuel sat quietly against the wall watching her until Wade and Osric came down the stairs. Wade greeted him and Samuel smiled back at him in his usual friendly manner. “She still hasn’t spoken… Clearly she hasn’t changed… All things come with time.” He sighed softly and closed his eyes for a moment as he listened to Wade tell her that Osric was the queen’s tailor and that he’d have to take measurements before Wade’s voice faded. The male opened his eyes and saw Osric study her before declaring she was the same size as the queen and then apologizing for the failure of the men to be accepted onto the island. Sam didn’t see the point in apologizing for that, if the men had been true men they would have been accepted, weaklings were not meant to live here. He had previously apologized that she had had to see it. But not for the few that had gotten to live.
He rubbed one of his eyes as Wade introduced himself after the other had gone. There was a pause and a few minutes later he heard her speak her name. Allison… the name was beautiful and suited her completely. Samuel smiled to himself in the way that Wade probably was used to by now. The way he smiled when he thought something had been accomplished. He rested his chin on his hand and his elbow on his knee as he watched her. “You know, you really should get changed. If it’s a matter of us being here we could go back upstairs for a few minutes.” He pointed out to her wondering if that was the reason she showed no interest in the dry clothes.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 12:18 pm
Allison heard the boy from before say that she should get dressed, and so she pulled the clothes over to her and just pulled them over her other clothes. She then pulled the blanket over and put it over herself covering her head. She was crying again and she didn't want anyone to see even though she didn't care. She sort of just wished she could go home and escape this nightmare. She shook at the thought, "I just want to wake up." she said to no one in particular as she sat there. The dream she was having wasn't a dream but a nightmare and she pinched her skin wishing she would wake up.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 12:31 pm
The brunette watched quietly as Allison reached over and pulled the clothes to her pulling them on top of her other clothes… that wouldn’t do, she’d still suffer from the dampness of the other clothing, she’d probably get a rash, become sick. Who knew what else. He frowned to himself and rubbed his eyes as he thought about what to dol. He wanted to help her but he was wary of getting too close. The queen knew how to read him and if he was too close to her he was sure that he’d be punished for it. He wrapped his hand around the material of his shirt a little to keep his hands to himself before he crossed his arms over his chest and sighed deeply. He ran a hand through his hair as he heard her whisper that she just wanted to wake up. She thought it was a dream? Oh lord, she was in trouble. He rubbed his temples for a moment before he spoke again. “Allison – as odd as this island is. As unnatural as everything may seem, this is no dream world and your not dreaming,” he spoke softly but seriously. If she thought it was a dream she may do something idiotic that would get her killed and he sincerely hoped she would not.
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