He could muster no more defiance. He couldn't even scream his pain. He was just stunned, his eyes glazed over, body limp. He didn't care, and he didn't NOT care...he simply existed. If he were capable of coherent thought, he might have found it funny that after all those years of practicing Zen, he would enter a perfect state of it after being humiliated, bound, and defeated by a whorish, indecent woman.<br/><br/>But the humor, like everything else at the moment, was lost to him.<br/><br/><strong>Aspects:</strong><br/><strong>1.</strong>Over-Confident<br/><strong>2.</strong>Vain<br/><strong>3.</strong>Dominant<br/><strong>4.</strong>Remorseless<br/><br/><strong>Skills:</strong><br/><br/><strong>4:</strong>Intimidation<br/><strong>3:</strong>Athletics, Endurance<br/><strong>2:</strong>Resist Arousal, Fists, Alertness<br/><strong>1:</strong>Resolve, Might, Domination, Self Denial<br/><br/><strong>Perks</strong><br/><strong>1.</strong>Assertive<br/><strong>2.</strong>Money Shot<br/><strong>3.</strong>Persistent<br/><br/>Health: [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br/>Composure: [ x ][ x ][ x ][ x ][ x ][ x ]<br/><br/>Fate Points: 17<br/><br/>Full Defense 2 Roll +0 = 2<br/>Second Major Consequence: Pain-Induced Submission<br/><br/>Gains 9 Fate Points<br/>