<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">I blame the first part of this post on the accumulated sugar from jelly beans :3</div></div></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">~Four days ago~</span><br/><br/>"Don't say such embarrassing things!" Sheva yelped, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She had resisted the tall Kitsunes charms up until now despite how handsome and dashing he had been the few short days they had been traveling together. "Be...besides! After we make it to Espen we'll likely be hired onto different contracts and end up escorting entirely different caravans. Plus I am not that type of girl!" Sheva stuck her chin into the air, determined to resist Kahmori's advances.<br/><br/>"Come on love, it's only one night. I'll keep you warm and I promise I won't try anything. Come on, stay in my tent tonight" Kahmori couldn't help but give a toothy grin, he so enjoyed a challenge, those that played hard to get. Bringing up his left hand he ran his fingers through his hair, attempting to use his good looks to his advantage. "Look, just come by for an hour...and if you enjoy that hour, stay for another...and another" The devious intent was clear as day upon the Kitsunes facial features, luckily for him Sheva didn't dare make eye contact, her face bright red.<br/><br/>"I...I'll....I'll....erm....I need to check the ridge for bandits!" Nearly sprinting off to avoid blushing further Sheva dove head first into the bushes. Sighing in relief she shuttered. She knew the Kitsune was up to no good. "Blasted it all....why must be so cute..." Peaking her out of the bushes she watches the Kitsune idly follow the caravan for a few moments. "He thinks he's so smooth with his long black hair and his pretty face...and his nice toned arms....and his muscler body....Damnit!" Shaking her head Sheva tried to clear her mind of Kahmori before popping out from the bushes and following the caravan once again, keeping herself a good fifty feet from the tail of it to avoid having to deal with anymore of Kahmori's advances.<br/><br/>It wasn't long until the skies darkened and the caravan made camp. A good twenty minutes later Sheva found herself pacing back and forth a good ten feet from Kahmori's tent. "It's just a friendly visit. Not going to do anything, not going to let him advance on me! Just going to stay warm, yeah that's it" Raising her hand into the air she reasoned with herself that it was a rather cold night "Yeah, I mean...I could go to the fires but there's so many people there and so many strangers right? yeah...." Lifting her eyes off the floor she gazed towards his tent. "Oh who am I kidding...that big oaf is likely sitting there, all naked and waiting for me...likely a rose in his mouth, and as soon as I open the tent door he's going to say OLAY or something..." Shaking her head she giggled, why could she picture it so clearly.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath Sheva took a step towards his tent, then another, and another. "This is just a friendly visit...just a friendly visit...just a...." Taking another step an impossibly bright flash blinds Sheva's vision, all at once she could feel her body going numb, her mind begging for just a few moments of rest. Slowly Sheva closed her eyes.......<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">~Present~</span><br/><br/>Much like the fourty others Sheva had found herself upon the floor, a panicking sensation wielding up in her heart as she managed to stand to her feet, accompanied by a pounding headache. She couldn't recall how she had gotten here. The only thing she knew was that it definitely wasn't a welcoming sight to see dozens of other individuals confined to cages as she was.<br/><br/>Like all those that found themselves caught in cages Sheva attempted to pick the lock on her cage, bend the bars, and even going so far as to pretend she was sickly in hopes that the guards might take pity on her and let her out, at least for a moment. It became quickly apparent with the lack of food however that the guards and whomever had captured didn't need them in pristine condition for whatever they had planned for them. Like so many others she could felt the gnawing hunger pains grow each passing day, becoming almost unbearable on the third day. Luckily the only thing that had kept her from going insane was the mild bits of conversation that she had shared with a few of the other captives before they were carried away kicking and screaming.<br/><br/>A soft exhale emanated from Sheva's lips. She replayed the event in her head over and over. She knew she never had made it to his tent. She could remember approaching it but nothing more.<span style="font-style: italic">"Could he have been responsible?"</span>she debated it to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">"No...no he...I knew what he wanted, it was devious in nature but nothing like this..."</span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Lorelei wrote:</cite> "Oh, don't be in such a tizzy, Miss Tissy!"</div></blockquote><br/>The pun even managed to get a giggle out of Sheva, although it was quickly followed by a wince of pain, causing her to grab her side. "Oh god...don't make me laugh Lorelei...hurts my stomach" She had tried to stay upbeat the entire time, though her attitude visibly decayed each day as the fear of what would happen, the lack of food and the poor sleeping area began to weigh down upon her.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Jelani wrote:</cite>"So, what's everyone got? We need to pool what resources we can."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The words caused Sheva to idly fondle the locket around her neck. They had taken everything, everything but this. It had a little bit of value, why wouldn't they take it? It only furthered Jelani's notion that those carried off were not used in some manner that would gain profit. The lack of food, minimal and water. It's obvious they didn't expect those brought here to be lasting more then a few days. Sheva sighed, the truth was always so bitter.<br/><br/>"Just this locket..." Sheva raised it with one hand, it was easy to tell how fatigued she was, barely having the strength to lift the tiny locket. "It's a bad fate that we had to all meet under these circumstances. If I'm next to be carried off. I've enjoyed all of your company, I think I would have gone insane without someone to talk too..." Sitting down and leaning against the bars she closed her eyes, saving the last bits of strength she had for whomever would be the one to come and take her "Nothing to do but rest...and wait..."