<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Natacia</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 27/28, Naked and chilly</div></div><br/>Natacia groans as she finally awakens, her body extremely stiff and sore. It takes her a few moments to realize where she was, and a few more moments to remember what had happened. She had been so helpless, unable to do anything as she was violated, her mind still struggling a bit with how she had enjoyed it.<br/><br/>Now that her mind was a little more clear she took stock of her cell. Seems like someone intelligent was behind this, and she suspects it wasn't the creature that had ravished her. Shivering a bit she dragged herself to her feet to try and look out the little window on the cell door, ignoring the disgusting gruel for the moment. She felt a little unclean as she walked, her sore body a reminder of her recent ordeal, the slayer desperate to get clean but having no water she was forced to wait for now.