Caging the Bird
Mar. 20th, 2009 01:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
When she left the Bar, Tiwa didn't go bird just yet, she could feel a strange sort of Glamour about and being girl was easier. The trail was quiet, no bikers dashing headlong or lost hikers who couldn't find the nice big trail to the top when she found the ball of something.
Carefully she knelt down, it was almost too bright more like a neon light than the warm glow she was used to then someone laughed and the air was suddenly too dense,
"Hello, birdy. No more flying today."
She knows his face and laugh and tries to run and again the air feels solid, hemming her in,
"Oh no, can't have you leaving, much to do with you."
"I'll scream, can't hold me."
Somewhere in her pockets is her poi and she starts spinning and spinning it and starting to chant then she can't breathe, "No tricks though this will make it simpler."
Then the world fades to black as the air in her lungs is stolen.
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The cage is set; beautiful iron full of magic as the floor has been traced with patterns and secrets. He's still laughing slightly when he enters, Tiwa still held in the bubble of air a step or two behind.
Carefully she knelt down, it was almost too bright more like a neon light than the warm glow she was used to then someone laughed and the air was suddenly too dense,
"Hello, birdy. No more flying today."
She knows his face and laugh and tries to run and again the air feels solid, hemming her in,
"Oh no, can't have you leaving, much to do with you."
"I'll scream, can't hold me."
Somewhere in her pockets is her poi and she starts spinning and spinning it and starting to chant then she can't breathe, "No tricks though this will make it simpler."
Then the world fades to black as the air in her lungs is stolen.
* * *
The cage is set; beautiful iron full of magic as the floor has been traced with patterns and secrets. He's still laughing slightly when he enters, Tiwa still held in the bubble of air a step or two behind.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:05 am (UTC)"Her cage is ready. When will she wake after such a feeding?"
The cage has no door, the iron is simply moved and Tiwa placed in the center. If she keeps herself in the exact center, no iron will touch her but only then.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:14 am (UTC)He was good and didn't drink as much as he'd like to have had, he wanted to drain her for daring to speak back to him but now is not the time, later and soon he'll have his fill.
"It will not be long."
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:17 am (UTC)"Good."
Inside the cage, she dims slightly as the iron meets her Glamour,
"Weakened, she will be of more use."
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:23 am (UTC)It was not part of the plan but he doesn't care much for the plan at the moment, circling around the cage.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 08:34 am (UTC)The idea of a 'lion's' blood makes him hungry again, but he can't touch her because he'll hurt her and he can't touch the Mage because he's not that foolish.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:36 am (UTC)No, he has his own protections woven into the air around him and he smiles to tighten the cage so iron strikes her arm. She whimpers but doesn't wake yet simply curling up as the skin is first an angry red then almost grey above her elbow.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:47 am (UTC)"It seems to burn, not cut."
The pain in the air makes him interested.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:49 am (UTC)She can't make herself any smaller and where the iron touched her feathers, her glow has noticeably dimmed.
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Date: 2009-03-20 08:56 am (UTC)He can see it.
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:00 am (UTC)"I will make us a blade. Though I do think the pain woke her slightly, perhaps you can inquire about the lion."
Her eyes are starting to flutter as she tries to pull strength from somewhere so around her swelling lip tries to chant.
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:07 am (UTC)He crouches on the ground near the cage's edge and watches her.
"Will your lion come for you, little bird?"
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:09 am (UTC)"Lions don't have wings."
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 09:15 am (UTC)"Will you?"
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 09:20 am (UTC)She won't cry, won't give that up so keeps her eyes on the her peeling gold and red nail polish.
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:24 am (UTC)Yet.
"We'll see."
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:28 am (UTC)"Death before dishonor."
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:29 am (UTC)"Thankfully, my dear, I don't have to worry about that!"
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:31 am (UTC)The anger helps as she focuses on magic being worked by the Mage, she can feel it in the air, a tinge, something she can grasp.
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 09:35 am (UTC)She starts to lean back and stops herself before hitting the iron.
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Date: 2009-03-20 09:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-20 09:39 am (UTC)Unluckily for her making an iron knife is much simpler than making one of steel and the Mage is working quickly and with a pleased smile.
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