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Arah Posts: 343
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Arah

The meeting at the entry to The Basin had been most interesting. Her prisoner was most sought after...not because anyone saw him as a threat (as far as Arah could see) but simply because he was annoying. Still you never knew what secrets other harboured, he may end up being someone worth her time. You never knew. Moving through The Basin quickly she escorted him towards to prison, he would quickly learn the rules when it came to being within The Basin. He would no be allowed to roam. He would not be talking to anyone unless they visited them, he would not be allowed to roam and if he refused to answer their questions...well that might cause some issues.

For him.

The prison stood before her, empty and frozen. Studying it's empty cells she sighed, Diesel's new home for a while was rather lonely. Simply put he would not be allowed to leave them until she decided it was time for him to go. Then again she had stolen him on a whim, there wasn't much she wanted or needed to do with him. Namely check out whatever was happening within the edge. Turning to her prisoner she eyed him, he was a rather cocky being which no right to it. As far as Arah was aware he'd only successfully managed to annoy people and actually do any damage. Plus once he was released should they meet again Arah truly would have to watch her back. For now however she was determined to lock him up and find out if he knew anything of interest. Surely a slimy slug like him was involved in something of interest...? Or perhaps she was giving him way too much credit. Nodding him into the prison she once again sparked her magic to life, hoping to force him into obeying her. 'Enter the cell.' Golden orbs watched him waiting for him to obey, until he was actually free he would be her rat. 'Now.'

"Someone will probably visit you soon." This time she spoke out loud, there was no need for magic for this more...delicate situation. "Is there anyone who you'd like to speak too?" Her eyes flashed as she studied him. "Anyone outside The Basin you have a message for?" The idea was to get him as comfortable as possible...for now.

@[Diesel] @[Thranduil] - idk if you want to jump in?
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.

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#2

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DIESEL
Scream for Me

Arah was not pleased with my incurrence into the meeting at the Basin entrance. If she did not want me wandering around, she would have to do a better job instructing me, corralling me. It might have taken her a moment - perhaps she was not familiar with prisoner protocol in the Basin - but she seemed to get her wits about her. I follow her lead as she takes me to where their prison cells are, and I feel the familiar tickle of her magic as it penetrates my mind. Its hold is weak, and I move into the cell more of my own volition than the power of her magic. After all, I know I will be free eventually (by their good will or by my own conniving, whichever comes first) and I have no particular desire to fight this course of action. Of course I am rather disappointed that I cannot explore the terrain of the Basin at will, but worse things could happen.

I turn around inside the smallish cell, the cold penetrating my skin. Perhaps it is a little chilly for my taste, but a little cold will just make me appreciate warmth again. Besides, I never want to be too comfortable. My green eyes meet her golden ones as she asks if there is anyone I would like to send a message to on the outside world. I think of Colt, but even though she may be looking for me and wondering what has happened to me, I have no desire to communicate with her. What would I say? No, whatever I need to say can wait until I have my freedom again. Not to mention, the lady Arah may be trying to squeeze the first ounce of information from me.

I shake my head in response to her question, and a charming smile spreads across my face. "No, that is quiet alright. However, anyone who would like to come chat with me is welcome. I am sure I will get awfully lonesome here." I tilt my head, my visage reflecting the appearance of a sorrowful, shamed child. Will she take pity on me?


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