This being a slave business, wasn't fun at all. Rogue hated having no control, she hated not being the leader, like a mindless zombie all that she could do was stay in her current position, watch and wait. The girls stomach growled with a need to eat like never before. Every so often she would twitch and try to scratch but it was a much more rare event than it has been in the beginning. The girls squinted blue eyes just watched Lucian's every move, as if calculating an attack.<br/><br/>Maybe withdrawal was making her lose her damn mind but there was something about the situation that was comforting. Rogue being bound on the floor slowly began to find solace in her situation. Her mind quit racing, she didn't need to think or control or plot her next move. Maybe she wasn't meant to be a leader, maybe she needed to be controlled. She had entered a state of peace and honestly even though she was starving she found herself close to going back to sleep.<br/><br/>Her eyes popped open the moment that she heard Lucian approach her, using the ropes to pull her from her relaxed space. Rogue's eyes watched Lucian's lips as he spoke, giving her the next set of demands. Her dry mouth opened once free, as if to pop off some sarcastic remark but then in the same moment she closed her lips and simply nodded needing the clean drinking water and food that he was offering. Now was no time to fight especially with the man who was actually beginning to show a little mercy.<br/><br/>Rogue discovered a newfound freedom once Lucian removed the ropes that had bound her. The blonde moved slowly not wanting to make any sudden movements that might trigger the enemy. But her blue eyes darted around the room, noticing the changes that had been made while she was indisposed. She was quietly seeking an exit strategy, an escape, perhaps out of habit, or even fear. Either way she refused to look at her captor, he had humiliated her, she didn't want to admit defeat.<br/><br/>"My name is Rogue." The girl said it softly, sounding almost like a different person than she had before her confinement. She still didn't look at Lucian instead she focused on the fresh water and food in front of her. Rogue wasn't stupid enough to run just yet. She had demands that she hoped would be met, she couldn't just leave Lucky behind, she also needed food and strength.<br/><br/>Long blonde wet hair clung to the girl as she slowly scooted across the floor towards the meal. It also put her closer to Lucian who she hoped wouldn't touch her. She was soaked, black leather jacket, black tank top, black pants and boots were all dirty and completely soaked from the dirty water that had been thrown upon her. The withdrawal left her starving and her mouth dry. She immediately took a drink, taking in Lucien as she did so. It could be poison, it could be a trap, but at this point she honestly didn't care.<br/><br/>Digging right into the food, she ate, watching Lucian from the corner of her blue eyes. His next attack was bound to come soon. There was no way that their encounter was even close to being over yet. There was also nothing around to use as a weapon if he did decide to attack. Silently she sat eating and thinking about the next move. Rogue didn't even bother thanking Lucian for the meal, there was no reason to. It wouldn't do anything to improve her situation. Picking up the bowl, Rogue licked it clean before finishing off her drink.