SWEET SUGARY TORTURE // open + capture

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    R E G I S


    Knowing that the Sanguine Ruins had Cornelia only filled him with raw bitterness, especially after how their rescue had gone so horribly wrong simply because those of the Ruins were not interested in maintaining any form of peace or humouring trade. It was just like with the Renegades and Shadow Veil. Regis sometimes wished he could just kill them all and be done with it, they were all flies in his soup of happiness.


    They. Ruined. Everything.


    Before leaving he had attempted to snatch Barbara, their queen, but had instead been duped into nabbing a very different individual in the process. The little guy had made a sacrifice in order to spare his leader which the lion had to admit was fairly noble, and he still hoped that being keeping the guy that perhaps they could barter for Cornelia back at some point. He wasn't going to let them win this little war of attrition, he really wasn't. But being an aggressive host who terrorised his captives really wasn't Regis' strong suit. No- he really wasn't.


    Drawing into the gloom of his den, which was a small cave, he then aimed to deposit his captive into his nest. The old male padded back a few paces and he tried to put on his best serious face.

    "You're going to be staying here a while. I won't be releasing you until I get Cornelia back."

    He growled, flashing his teeth at the young male.


    // Whisp M.S.S.P.F.N





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    The male was noble in his actions, sure. He could understand where the male was coming from as well. He wasn't mad at the male for taking him away, ether. He understood what was happening and knew what his sacrifice had meant. The second tier was not going to be home, but Barbara was safe. Barbara. The Queen. His idol in some ways.


    He would simply sit in the nest and look about the den. It was dark and dreary, really. The child was not afraid to admit that to himself. He was more then willing to work with the male, as long as he wouldn't hurt him. He would probably become a sniveling mess if he was tortured, really. As far as using him for a bartering chip, well, that the male couldn't see happening. Maybe if he was snatched from the Prismatic Plains, but he doubted anyone noticed his form missing. He was relatively new. He was a dual alliance member. He probably would be forgotten. Forgotten and left to rot.


    Not that he cared. His gaze shifted to the lion and he tilted his head. "Corneilia is safe and unharmed. Or, she was when I met her. I do hope you get her back." He offered with a faint smile. Ignoring the teeth flashed at him, the pale pink and bruised violet spotted Savannah cat would look at his paws. He knew how it felt to be a victim of kidnapping. He could feel for the girl.


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    R E G I S


    "What do they want with her anyway?"

    Regis moved on to ask as he continued to keep his bitter glower upon Whisp. At least now he might know the truth about what exactly the Sanguine Ruins were up to behind closed borders. Though he would likely not enjoy the dark truth of it all.


    In the end the lion was left experiencing a sour mixture of anger and grief, and it all sat uncomfortably within his gut. Not knowing was beginning to ache.





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    He was frustrated as well that they had taken Cornelia. She was a tough kid to get used to. Her strange feral-ness was a difficult barrier to overcome, but just like any of his kids, he wanted her back home. When he heard Regis bring in a Sanguine Ruins capture (he preferred the name BloodClan much better, Sanguine Ruins didn't have a good ring to it), he tried to get over there as soon as possible. However, he recognized Whisp. He had sort of agreed to train him in ways of fighting, but he was a part of the Sanguine Ruins as well? This could turn out bad. He came over to Regis's side, blue eyes narrowing as he impatiently waited for the savannah to answer the question.


    MY HEAD GOES FORWARD


    Oh boy. Whatever happened to asking nicely?


    It was a thought that was probably best left unsaid. Stainedglass had happened onto the scene after approaching Regis' den. He was the only Thunderlander that the feline had spoken with really- aside from the Deutschland guy, who was also here surprisingly. He hadn't come here to chat... Just to ask for a good place to go hunting. That was all. However, his hunt for food would have to wait. Something interesting was going on, and Stained wanted to witness it.


    A prisoner? A captured enemy? He looked a little young... But age didn't seem to mean much anymore. Not physically, at least. Mind and body could be mixed and matched in an infinite number of ways. Stained was a bit young himself- youthful. But that didn't really stop him from swinging his sword at people that crossed the line. The feline sat a little bit behind Deutschland and Regis, watching with amused eyes.


    So much for kindness.


    AND MY HEART GOES BACK

    "To be honest, I don't know. I doubt they will hurt her. She is, well, to young for their gladiator ring. So, maybe just for the points earned with Barb?" He offered with a sad sigh. He looked at the gathered and then looked away. "I'm just a party planner. I'm only there to make events with my main home and the ruins." He adds softly.


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    "Taken for points? Are they so shallow as do capture individuals for the sake of gaining favour with their leader?!"

    Bitter outrage laced his words and the fur down his back was beginning to ripple in an uncomfortable manner. But the tension soon ebbed and confusion descended over his features. What did Whisp just say? Party planner? Main home? Shit!

    "So are you even part of the Sanguine Ruins? Which clan do you even belong to?"

    This could prove to be serious and he found himself cringing, especially when he realised that Deutschland and Stainedglass were there too.





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    "I do, in a way. But my parents are in The Prismatic Plains. I live there when I'm not helping Barb with parties. I went to help strengthen alliance ties, really. But, I won't tell my family about this. They think I'm with the ruins right now. The ruins has no idea i have family at all, ether." He replied with a calm smile. He wouldn't let this cause drama.


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    LUCIAN MAEGIUS AERCHIUM ♚

    the thunderlands - knight - male - 14 months - tags


    ― "Quite a useless catch.." grumbled the hellshepherd as he walked over, his single Sharingan eye glowing in annoyance as he saw the Ruiner. He hated those stupid bitches. He wanted to take back Cornelia and just.. Teach her, if he was honest. BlizzardClan had feral raptors, a feral doberman was always fun too. To the doberman, Deutschland was the alpha of the pack. It was all pack-mentality to cornelia, and he was fine with that. "When do you think they'll give Cornelia back? I miss her." Came Lucian's stern voice as black fur brushed against Deutschland's, a single golden eye directed at the Sovereign.


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    "Shut up!"

    Regis growled as he heard the 'useless catch' comment. Of course he knew this was a pointless captive, that was becoming painfully obvious now as the kid explained himself. The Sanguine Ruins would likely never bother trading Cornelia back now. If only he had grabbed Barbara... but he had panicked and had been desperate, now he was stuck with Whisp.


    The lion's shoulders sagged and he let his head hang.

    "What the hell am I supposed to do now?"

    Should he return the kid? Keep him for a while? Eat him? It was all becoming too much to handle and it was painfully obvious now that the medic was not suited for capturing people. Shaking his head slowly he then moved to slink deeper into his den so he could make tea. Tea would fix everything.





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    LUCIAN MAEGIUS AERCHIUM ♚

    the thunderlands - knight - male - 17 months - tags


    ― "How 'bout I go over there, whip some ass, and then come home with her. She's feral, she'll listen to the members of her pack. Deutschland, if you give me the order, I'll go over there and fight for her." Lucian said sternly, watching as Regis walked into his den for tea. "We need him here, he's the only one who has advanced medical knowledge. Let me take the kid back to trade for Cornelia. A useless member for another member they think is useless to us. Not that she is." Lucian barked, sitting down to listen calmly if his mentor snapped on him.

    Useless? Oh, that was not it at all. "I was useful enough to get in the way and save Barbara! You think it is all about fighting this and attacking that, but its not. Even if you take me back for a trade, they will attack you. They will grab me from you and they will not give her back. Chances are, you wont gt her back until she escapes or someone frees her."


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    The medic listened carefully to the conversation as he busied himself with his work. Soon the tea was ready and he returned with the teapot and some cups. Setting them down he then poured himself a cup before making one for Whisp and handing it to him.

    "Useful yes, but yet the Sanguine Ruins have yet to come for you. Barbara hasn't done anything to repay your loyalty. Guess you're stuck here for the time being."

    He spoke with a sigh as he sat himself down, glancing over at Lucian as he wondered what the hellshepherd would do or say.





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    He would sip his offered tea and then sigh softly. "That is fine. I know they won’t come for me. I don’t expect them to. Not like I did my family. If they knew, they would come. But, I don’t want them to know. I’ll be fine on my own, but.. thank you for the tea." He offered with a soft smile.


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    R E G I S


    "You're welcome."

    Regis murmured in reply as he sipped at his own tea, letting the hot liquid freshen his palette. But he was really feeling like he had wasted his time to be honest. Exhaling a long sigh he then made up his mind.

    "I'll keep you for a week. If we get no response I'm just going to release you, not going to keep you held forever."

    Besides, he liked his privacy so having someone being held captive in his den would grow irritating rapidly unless he proved to be good company.





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