<b>RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|</b><br/><br/>That smirk was... scary. Especially when it was on the face of such a lovely looking woman. If such a look would have been placed on a man of six feet tall with a bloody hatchet in his hand, it would not have been half as frightening. It was a look that promised pain. Now, Gracely could handle pain. She grew up roughly and got in fights often. In fact, on the streets she had been notorious for having a short temper and a vicious blow. She had earned respect because of this, but the respect of filthy thieves was not worth much obviously as it was because of one of them that she was here at the mercy of this woman now.<br/><br/><i>Doll...</i>how she hated that word. What was with this woman!? Gracely parted her lips to say something smart, but all that came out was a sharp scream as electric currents shot through her body and left minor burns on her skin beneath the shackle. After the shock, she stood there and searched for words before it happened again. And again, that time it was longer and painful enough to make her sink to her knees. Gracely's jaw was locked in an effort to keep herself from biting off her own tongue. Hearing the tink of sugar cubes hitting the bottom of the tea cup, Gracely looked up at the woman from beneath a fringe of white bangs that had fallen over her eyes.<br/><br/>'My god...' she thought, 'She's crazy. She's bloody insane...'<br/><br/>Another shock, another involuntary cry. Gracely's nails bit into her palms and she watched the woman from beneath that curtain of hair. "Alright! Alright!" she said finally, "Sorry for being rude."<br/><br/>"Mistress," she added as an after thought.