Lost? (Tarin and copper)
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				Title: <strong>Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 04:51:36</strong>
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				He gave a deep deep sigh. He shouldn't have wandered further away, but hindsight was always better then foresight and he had believed he would find back to the camp. Seemed he was wrong. Hand lifted to brush through his short, unrully mop of hair that seemed to almost shine golden with the rays of sun that shone throught the treetop's canopy. "Shit..." he murmured to himself, whipeing his arm over his forhead.<br><br>It clearly was sticky, humid hot in the jungle and he didn't feel too well, his belly emtpty, his waterskin not carrying too much water anymore and he was lost and who knew what spiders, snakes or other poisonous animals were out here still? Heavily he sat on a stone, his legs allready having a few scracthes from where low branches and a few thorns had dug into, his boots gladly sturdy and made for this enviroment. "How to find back?" he mused and looked upwards, sight blocked by the tree's, no way to know where he was.<br><br>"Going to die here..." he mused and shook his head, defeated sigh sounding, elbows resting on his knees.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>copper</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 05:05:38</strong>
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				Humidity had left a heaviness to the air around the forest floor, damp tendrils seemed to trickle down any skin, no matter how bare it was to the heat of this place. Steps had marred the ground and easily left a trail for which the huntresses could follow. Soon the boy was spotted, the silence not broken by those that followed close behind. The leader gave motion to halt, her form hunched behind a tree, thick foliage giving cameoflage to each of the pack that now hunted the prey. <br><br>As they watched him settle upon a stone, it was then, after a few minutes of observation that the order was given with a silent wave of the leader's hand that the attack began upon the lone male. He soon found himself surrounded by a pack of 5 girls, each incredibly beautiful, skin bronzed by life untouched by clothing, only soft furs barely covering here and there. Bows were raised, arrows notched as she spoke to him in a foreign tongue. She motioned towards the floor, wanting him to lower face down towards the forest carpet of bark and ferns.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 05:18:21</strong>
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				The human just had reached for the waterskin, unknown...maybe one that was not best suited for the forests and it's dangers, his party of explorers camped, had traveled here to study plants and animals...him, just the poor assistant that had been dragged along. Just the sack of livegoivbing fluid raised, a little sound of leaflets rustling, of scurrying feet that were quick to suround him, sound that hadn't been there before now overwhelming him. He blinked his dark blue eyes once before a curse flew from his lips again.<br><br>The gibberish of a language didn't make much sense to him, yet he understood well, the weapons that were pointing his direction, the arrows and bows used to secure his obedience, if he valued his life...the nacked skin not payed heed in the moment of danger. "I...I won't...resist..." he gulped and reached for his belt...a simple knife taken from there and laid down...following the motion to lay down himself. They all looked determinded and he wasn't one that wished to throw his life away...not when he seemed in the bloom of it.<br><br>"Can you understand me?" he asked...though there was only a slim chance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>copper</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 06:14:14</strong>
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				Actions were closely monitored, only a moments hesitation when the knife was drawn, tension easing when the knife was placed to the side. The leader was dark, skin tanned by the days in the sun, yet appeared supple and oiled, tended well. Hair was vibrant red and gaze seemed to flash from the dark flesh, bright green hues glaring at the male intruder. <br><br>Orders were issued in a tongue that he would not comprehend, and soon ropes of twine would be drawn tight around his ankles and wrists, pulled to his back, he was soon tressed upon a somewhat giving branch, for each of carrying, bounced upon the shoulders of two of the girls, lifted and carried, steps easing towards the home that lay deep within the stretch of remote forest. THe gaze of the leader studied the male carefully, assessing upon whether she would keep him or sell him to a tribe deeper within the forest. Supplies were often short and a male slave was good trade fodder.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 06:30:42</strong>
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				There was not much resistance, a small look of fear in his eyes...4 poity arrows in his direction, each of them probably covered in some poison, while the 5th tied his wrists and ankles, a slight wince...they made totaly sure he was secured. "Can't...you understand me?" he asked again, small hopes that dvendled more as there was no reaction...besides the fact that they hoisted him up, made the ropes thighten and dig into his skin, while he swung lightly, dragged deeper into the forests.<br><br>"Just my luck..." he muttered under his breath, just able to hang in there, literaly and wait for the women to take him whereever they intended. He didn't look shabby, was a handsome one, the days in the heat and sun having his flesh tanned, the heavy work having those few muscles build up, now staining below his skin as he tried to hold onto the branch as well as he could, his frame promising more below the simple held cloths he wore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>copper</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 07:32:02</strong>
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				The travel would take them many miles from where his educational outpost had been. Far from the tents of the exploration crew and the scientists and assitants. At some point, they paused along a river's edge, the water rushing by, he was given fresh water and a bit of a dried and salted pork.<br><br>But as the girl's rose again, he would be gagged and blindfolded, to prevent knowing which direction the travel would take them. As the little lightness that remained crept away, darkness soon surrounded the hunting party. As they entered the camp, a main fire burned brightly in a clearing. Trees lifted upwards all around them, and huts seemed to be built around the massive trunks. He was dropped near the fire, the blindfold removed, the bindings cut but the gag remained. He was forced into a cage of a bamboo like material, and locked within. A waterpouch was tossed inside, along with a small bit of the dried pork. A dead slave would not be worth trading for anything in return. The leader moved about the camp, directing the evenings events. Throughout the evening, the redheaded leader would watch him, never saying anything, only watching.<br><br>She would let him wonder, let him wait, and deicide in the morning his fate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 03:34:49</strong>
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				Back and forth he swung...not the most comfortable way to travel, and his back and wrists arched by the time he was set down. He ate...ate and drank hungrily, not knowing what would happen yet, eating all he would be given, as he somewhat had a inking that he needed his strength, every bit of it. <br><br>Not knowing where he was taken, darkness that covered his eyes for a great partr, the light blinding almost as much when he was released...stuffed in cage, hostage and fear still was within his eyes...easily seen, while things took their time...human left to brode and alone with his thought and worry what would happen with him.<br><br>Once night had fallen he had seen many women...though no sight of other men which did nothing to allivate his troubled mind.<br><br>Eyed he curled up, tried to find a spot to lie down as comfortable as he could. Gladly it was warm enough here, he just hoped there wouldn't be rain. "This waiting is worse then being caged and damned to do nothing..." he thought before he fell asleep, dreams and the blissfull conciousness not really restfull.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>copper</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 17:22:08</strong>
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				The night was damp, as it often was within the forest, but the rain held, leaving only a dewy layer upon the captives skin and everything within the cage that had become his new home. As night settled, the camp grew quiet. There were a few who remained awake, walking through the camp, keeping alert. Then relieved some hours later by another equally armed huntress. All walked by him, but no regard was given to the captive male.<br><br>As morning breached its soft light through the canopy of the forest roof, the leader of the band of women woke as she always had. She remembered their unexpected capture from the previous night and rose then, not bothering with clothing, only slipping a leather cording around her waist, containing both her dagger and some lengths of hemp twine. She then made her way from the height of the treehouse to the ground below, feet nimble as she made her way towards the cage. <br><br>She watched him as he slept for a few minutes, watching him curled up, trying to obtain some degree of comfort within the cage. After a few moments she took a nearby stick and began to prod him within the cage, words, commands he would not understand were spoken sternly, waiting on him to rise from his sleeping position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lost? (Tarin and copper)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tarin</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 14:27:46</strong>
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				He knew, he would never ever complain again about the stickyness of his tent, or how the moscitos at night never stayed silent or didn't spare his poor body. After that night, his clothed damp from the climate, the floor rough and barely an eye closed, feeling like a pincushion he jerked up with the prodding of a stick. The chance that things had been a bad bad dream evaporated...eyes, sleepily raised to the woman...the moment that he hoped it was a sweet dream still, for the nacked flesh did seem tempting, vanished too, with her harsh words. <br><br>He puleld himself up, the pointy end of the stick -was- uncomfortable and she didn't really stop till he would be up...standing and stretching as best as he could he groaned. He knew things didn't look good, eyes looking around for anyone else...any male, non had come in sight after all before. <br><br>"Ok ok, I am up allready...can you stop it?" he asked, rubbing the repeatedly poked shoulder.
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