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[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He watched what she was doing, hoping that this was a joke that had gone too far, that she would see reason and stop it before it went past the point of no return. He, however, was sorely mistaken as his shoulder was grabbed by her free hand and he was dragged up by it making him scream out so loudly that it echoed around the quarry. Before he had even stopped screaming he was thrown onto his back making him cry out again. His body was in agonizing pain, he could only look up through stinging blurred vision as she mocked him only to scream out as her knee rested hard on his dislocated shoulder. His good hand came up to try and get her knee off his injured shoulder so he could let the pain subdue, if it went on any more the tendons and ligaments would likely be torn if they weren't already.
He could hear her speaking but currently, they weren't connecting, his brain was concentrating on the pain that his body was going through. He heard her tone, she seemed pissed that he wasn't complying with what she wanted of him, but what did she expect of a socialite. Then again, he guessed most socialites would have given in well before now but his father had made sure he was trained just in case he wanted to become a magic knight. Where the path did bring its own prestige it wasn't one that ever saw himself walking, it just wasn't appealing to him. He wanted to dedicate himself to his craft as a gemologist and jeweller, his father seemed to be proud that he had taken this path. Secretly, his father didn't want him to become a magic knight but remain within the family business as it were.
He felt the pressure increase and screamed out louder tears streaming from his eyes, he looked a mess, the area was still ringing with his scream through echos and all he could do was lay there and accept the treatment he was enduring. He continued trying to get her knee off him "I... I'll try b... but I... I can't promise things..." he whimpered "My... my father has... has to approve." he didn't want others in his circle hurt because she was being petty about not getting her way. Still, he couldn't promise this as a lot of what he did was still dictated by his parents. He hoped that would be enough, at least for now to ease her ire against him but he wasn't overly sure at all as she had no idea just how much she understood of how things were within his particular circle.
"He... he hasn't." he managed to get out with a pain-filled voice, their circle had moved on to other things, but he knew other circles were still speaking of the Vermilion fall quite frequently. He knew why Amaya hadn't been around much but he didn't speak about it, it really wasn't his place and he was already worried enough that she was dealing with such a dangerous mission. "She... she's doing her duty." he managed to get out, he didn't know many details outside of what she had told the circle and those were limited for understandable reasons. He heard her words as she looked over his heirlooms, his eyes going wide as he saw the flame-covered feather hovering just above the items he held dear. It had shocked his mind to be clouded in fear yet still focus on her words more now. "Pl... please..." he paused for a second.
"Ple... please mis... mistress...." he swallowed hard he hated he had uttered those words but he had no other option but to comply with her demands. "pl... please... don't... don't damage them..." tears were falling as he turned his head away eyes closing "They... they're sp... special to me... t... to my family." he was trying to reason with her. He knew she wanted more, she would want to hear the words, the words he didn't want to speak but given events he would have to or lose things that he and his family cherished. "L... let me... let me se... serve you mis... mistress..." he had no idea if she believed his words, if she'd want to put him to the test and right now he didn't care he just wanted his heirlooms and to go home to become a hermit, locked away from a world that just wanted to hurt him.
Leonora watched him, allowing the light from her feather to reflect its glow in her eyes down to him. It was reasonable assumptions she cared of anything he had to say, or maybe she wanted him to believe she didn't. No, this was all a test of his limits. She seen how controlled his circle was within their respective families, She was sure every mistake Amaya had ever made held some punishment, even if it was minor lectors and slaps on the wrist, or the removal of items. So that meant the same if not more would befall on Enlil because while they were of the same circle, they were from different standing families and different temperaments of breaking. She seen how the girl was coming on to the estate the final time so many months ago. She seemed strong but if trained enough one can tell he was still worried, still breaking, barely keeping herself together. That was just who she was and had always been.
[BReAK][BReAK] Then again she seen the girl more or less rise form the ashes of that relationship. She respected Amaya that much even if it is a sliver. She brought her train of thought back to Enlil. He had a much tougher skin, much tougher hide to break and crack. Sure he was saying just what she wanted him to. Was he attempting to play her for a fool to allow him to leave? She knew he was saying and submitting just to end this suffering, even slightly along with trying his best to reason with her and releasing back his items.
[BReAK][BReAK] "Oh? It is so cute when you say it like that cause it is almost, very barely believable that you mean it." Said Leonora Lifting herself up off his shoulder, while putting away the flame and the heirlooms for the meantime as she moved over to a near by rock, perching herself on it as she watched him. " Mistress sounds right when it comes from you I suppose." she teased. " Now that you understand my point, how do I know your not lying through your teeth? Oh if I say and beg as she wishes, then maybe she will let me go." She said in dramatic fashion.
[BReAK][BReAK] " If I am correct, some things like this can take days to complete. In the acknowledgement of this, Our fun is not over with Enlil. We will be having some fun before you will return home." She spoke tapping her knuckles against the side of her chin in thought " Now tell me Enlil and think very carefully of how your going to prove my assumption false. I will tell you, lying will make the next punishment worse then that shoulder. But I am merciful, not an entire monster so I will give you a hint of your next punishment... It will be of the same side." She commented.
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]He was still wincing due to the severe pain that he was feeling in his shoulder, she was showing no signs of letting up. He doubted that she truly cared for anything he said and merely wanted him to suffer for some perceived slight that he didn't do. Even in Leonora's own words she only wanted him around due to him being logical but as soon as he was she hurt him for being so, he was starting to think that the woman didn't know what she wanted. Well, there was one thing and he wanted nothing to do with that. He knew that she held a grudge against her cousin Taiyo but part of him also believed that she likely had a grudge against Amaya since it was after their breakup this all happened. He felt like he was going to be used against his friend and he wouldn't help with that.
He listened to her the best he could given the severe shooting pain trying to make his body shut off. Of course, he was telling her what she wanted to hear, she was threatening his heirlooms and assaulting him for her own enjoyment. She was an unhinged sadist in his mind and he wanted to be away from her as soon as he could. As she got up he moved to his good side and curled nursing his injured arm and dislocated shoulder resisting the urge to throw up due to the pain. His eyes were clenched closed as he attempted to breathe through the pain so he didn't know where she was at that point. "Ple... please give me back my heirlooms mi... mistress... I... I beg you..." he managed to get out through his pain-filled breathing. He just needed to survive her twisted games so he could return home.
It was a trick, there was no way he could prove what she was asking of him, especially as she had already told him that he wouldn't be returning home any time soon. "I can't..." he said remaining where he was "There's no way I can prove what you want me to do right now and even if there was you would just say I am lying." He whispered trying not to stutter this time round. He doubted this what she wanted to hear but it was the most truthful answer he could give her given the circumstances. "I won't run, even with my heirlooms within my possession once more I'll remain until you have finished having your fun and let me return home." Tears were silently falling, there was nothing he could do. Even if he wanted to run with the injuries he had sustained he knew she would catch him and it would just make things far worse.
Leonora watched him as she closed her eyes in silent thoughts. He did have a point. No matter what he said, he could be lying to just get her to let him leave. She knew he couldn't run, not with that shoulder the way it was. He was lucky she hadn't broken any bones of his yet by how much torture she had put on that shoulder alone. She listened to his correct logic, there was nothing he could do to prove it to her. the very fact he did say he wasn't going to run even when given back his heirlooms was an acknowledgement of logical submission. [BReAK][BReAK] He was going to bare it till he got home. Little did he know, it just might be a grand while before he was capable of heading home. While she could get them comfortable in this quarry, there was no way to handle keeping him in his place if she fell asleep. while she was a very little sleep, even she knew the outdoors was more comfortable then stuffy indoors. Not to mention, this was a quarry. Creatures and critters of all kinds would be coming out soon to hunt or interact on their ways. Preparing a fire wouldn't be the worst idea ever to keep warm, but again it was a horrible idea as it could alert potential predators to a warm meal if they were not careful along with deadly bugs and vermin that might find their way to them. Not to mention the possible bandits and people lurking in the darkness on their own travels in this horribly uninhabited region. Most of the possibilities were not going to happen, but it was better not to chance her education of her subject to getting away or killed by the thought of remaining in the quarry. [BReAK][BReAK] She had one of two places she knew she had immediate access to. The first was the loyalist vermillion's own estate within the noble region. Sure there was more chances of him being recognized or him escaping due to knowing that region but the chances were slim. She could take him to her own hidden hideout. It was in a place that most would never think to ever possibly find, whoever it was still under some construction so to speak as she needed some things adjusted and added that weren't in the original plans.
[BReAK][BReAK] "That I actually believe you. Most can't do anything while having a dislocated shoulder as much as yours is. I know you will grit and bare whatever I decide to toss at you because you think this could be some murder scene if I am not appeased. "She decided to say as she removed herself from the rock moving over to him " This is going to hurt a bit but relocating your shoulder back into place will relieve some of the pain, though not entirely till you can get some healing magic on it, well, if you allow anyone to get near it that is." She spoke shrugging. "I will relocate your shoulder properly and then you will get back your heirlooms and be taken home. I am sure this education is sufficient enough for now to getting a point across." She said giving him a fair warning before suddenly grabbing his arm as she lift it up and behind his head, pulling it back towards the other shoulder hearing a loud pop as the ball was rotated back into the socket. "The big part is done." She spoke letting go knowing he was going to be in a lot more pain but it will at least relieve itself a bit easier to helping him be able to move his arm a bit more.
[BReAK][BReAK] She reached behind her back into her hip satchel pulling out the heirlooms holding them out towards him with one hand as she looked away to ensure he didn't think she was going to suddenly attack him again. She didn't care if he was scared of her or submitting to just make her leave. there wasn't much he could do to keep her away as she knew no one would entirely believe him of someone like her plotting this entire thing. However she knew not ensuring the education sticking could mean him shutting up in his room, which would cause a lock down on his state. that is if optics and traditions of her aunt's country were the same to be applied to his family and their traditions.
