|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 6:10 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 4:28 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 2:02 pm
|
|
|
|
Cade lifted an eyebrow to the male. "What makes it easier?" Lewis's withered beneath Cade's intense eyes. 'N-N-Nothing! I didn't mean it in that context, sir! I swear! I just meant it would make it easier to be with Rose seeing as I prefer Bentains over others." Rose's eyes widened. "What?!" Rose almost lept from the male's lap. Lewis turned to him and stared at her. "What's wrong?! Did I say the wrong thing?" Rowan's hand went to his hips and he nodded. "Very wrong!" Lewis face-palmed himself and sighed. "Let me explain. I like boys and I like girls but boys are too gruff and girls to soft for me. A Bentain is the perfect mix in the middle for me." Rowan's face turned and angry shade of red and Lewis began to sink into the seat.
Asmeral tapped her nails on her glass, drawing attention to herself. "Let the boy explain before you slay him like a dragon Rose. He is from the Western Isles, things are different out there. What might be abstract or weird here maybe the normal where he's from. So Lewis, further explain yourself, i think I bought you two minutes or so." Lewis nodded deeply to Asmeral then turned back to Rowan. "Rose, please, all I was saying is that Bentians are the most beautiful and sweet creatures. Where I'm from, they're all so dolled up and led around by chains, but here they're free. Its so amazing. Back home it was normal for freed Bentians to conjugate with everyone else and I began to see them as normal people, not as rarities. The Bentian population in the Westens is almost like a whole culture on its on! I've been with boys and I've been with girls, but the Bentians were always the best. I just....I forget where I am and how different things are here...I didn't mean to offend...I swear."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 5:14 pm
|
|
|
|
Rowan's face cooled down and the anger seeped away. "So you're not some creeper?" Lewis shook his head. "I don't think I have enough weird traits to fall into creeper category." Rowan pouted. "And your not a Trader?" Lewis stuck his tongue out. "I'd be insulted if I didn't know how things worked here. Traders disgusting themselves as normal people to collect the innocent. Disgusting. I'd never do that. I just wanted to make sure you knew you were beautiful. I've never seen someone with red hair of that shade with ringlets so tight yet have your body be flawless. In the Westerns, the Bentians are either altered to make prettier, held hostage for being natural, or are broken." Rose's face twisted up with horror. "B-B-Broken?"
Lewis nodded. "Common place to find a freed Bentian who was beaten or abused until they were broken. Limps mangled beyond repair, bodies covered in scars unhealable, or even some just brutalized to the point where they don't respond at all. I met one who just sat in a chair all day and stared at the sky. She was so pretty on the left side of her face, but the right side was nothing but a long scar were someone had cut her from chin to forehead. She smiled so softly then turned away. The Bentains here have it lucky, there at laws against such horrors here. Back home, Bentains were beaten and raped in the streets." Lewis rolled up his sleeve to show off his left arm were there was a long red scar across bicep but also a black band tattoed to his skin. The band hand barbed wire and roses hanging from it. "Got this in honor of the little Bentian I tried to save after I caught some guys brutalizing her in the street. She didn't survive the night, but I got this done in her honor and hopped the next boat from the Isles."
Rowan started at Lewis in a mix of horror and admiration. Asmeral looked to Cade who looked to Asmeral and they nodded. "He speaks truth, th Westerns are a vicious place." Asmeral reached over and touched Lewis's arm. "You're a brave man to take thugs like that in a fight." Rowan touched the scar then the tattoo then the scar. "And I complain about my life here." Lewis took Rowan's hand and smiled. "We all fight our own battles in our own ways.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 9:46 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 1:50 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 11:40 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:08 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|