Re: withered | roleplay

by **luna** Thu Mar 13, 2014 10:24 pm

"It's hot. And dry"

"It hasn't rained in years there. Everything's pretty much dirt . . ."

by jaded Fri Mar 14, 2014 6:34 pm

The man eventually made his way over, taking a seat beside his young wife. When she'd finished talking, he planted a kiss on her cheek, and then pulled away. "Have you ever seen it rain while the sun's still out?" He stopped to wait for her response, poised to press his lips to her neck after that. "My mother used to say that when that happened, the devil was beating his wife. Kinda crazy, really, but seeing it rain and sunshine is interesting."

*

She heard the lock turn while she was taking her dress off, and rolled her eyes. Naturally, the bastard would lock her in since he knew she wouldn't want him to spend the night with her. Vivian finished ridding herself of her wedding garments and slipped into a silk slip, wandering to the window to look out. Once she got tired of staring, she climbed under the silk sheets and went to bed.

by **luna** Sat Mar 15, 2014 2:07 pm

"What happened to your mother?"

by jaded Tue Mar 18, 2014 8:03 pm

He started gently kissing her neck, stopping only when she asked what happened to his mother. "Pneumonia. Thom and I were young. Too young to know what was going. Sometimes I wonder what she'd think of all this if she were still around." Sawyer hesitated, and then resumed kissing her again, moving her hair out of the way with swift fingers.

*

Vivian awoke a few hours later extremely confused but considerably refreshed, and once she'd reminded herself what had happened prior to her nap, she dragged herself out of the sheets and changed into a pair of jeans and a soft blouse. She shuffled to the door barefoot and tried the knob, rolling her eyes when it didn't budge. She wanted out, so she rapped her knuckles against the wood and waited.

by **luna** Sun Mar 23, 2014 9:46 pm

"Please be gentle"

by jaded Mon Mar 24, 2014 10:29 pm

"Ofcourse," The man murmured against her skin, sliding the fabric of her dress to the side so that he could kiss her collarbones. His fingers eventually found their way to the zipper, which he hesitantly started to pull. He couldn't help but stop and wait for her reaction, half-expecting her to stop him.

[time skip with these two. skip to after?]

*

A servant opened the door for her and escorted her to the elevator, saying only what he'd been ordered to say. "Thomas wants to see you in the reading room." She had half a mind to go back to he room and tell the servant to tell Thomas to take a number, but she merely nodded, lips pursed slightly. When the doors opened, she strode into the reading room unceremoniously and started browsing the selection, completely ignoring her husband.

by **luna** Tue Mar 25, 2014 7:33 am

"I see you've awoken from your nap. How was it?"

by jaded Tue Mar 25, 2014 8:24 pm

Sawyer tucked an arm behind his head and pulled his wife closer to him with the other. As for what he was supposed to say, he didn't know. Part of him didn't care. She probably didn't want to talk much, which was fine. His mind wandered to his brother and his vixen of a wife, and he resisted the urge to chuckle. Last he'd seen her, she'd gone straight to her room—without him.

*

"Fine." Vivian said plainly, pulling a history book from the shelf to examine the back. A Brief History of the Sickness. She didn't have to open it to know what was inside. Every person alive, or that had been alive in the past fifty years, knew how it had come about. Thomas probably had every book imaginable in his library, but none could teach her what she didn't already know.

by **luna** Tue Mar 25, 2014 9:40 pm

"Where'd those flowers come from?"

"Do you like to read?"

by jaded Tue Mar 25, 2014 10:05 pm

He'd forgotten about the flowers he'd ordered to be sent to her room. It took him a moment when she pointed them out to recall where they'd cone from. Sawyer smirked softly, "Depends. Do you like them?" If she said yes, he knew exactly where they came from. If not, and he doubted it, he had no idea.

*

She could feel his hazel eyes on her, but didn't turn to look at him. "It has its appeal, occasionally." Vivian reshelved the book after a while and finally spun to face him, arms crossed over her chest. "What about you? You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. Do you like to read?" He'd probably grown up around books. For her, books weren't exactly rare, but not common, either.

by **luna** Tue Mar 25, 2014 10:45 pm

"Quite a bit, actually."

"Did you enjoy the reception in the garden at all? I know it's odd being around strange people, but we try to make you familiar with them as soon as we can."

by jaded Tue Mar 25, 2014 11:57 pm

Sawyer watched her untangle her hair from the braid, leaving waves of blonde down her back and little white flowers on the bed. He gathered them up in his palm and placed them on the beside table while she looked at the vase of flowers he'd given her, a slight smile on his face. "In that case, I sent them for you. I saw you took a liking to those."

*

"The reception was nice." Had she been enchanted and flattered by the entire ordeal, she might've enjoyed it. But she wasn't. The other wife, though, seemed to be filled with childlike wonder that would only lead to her ruin. At least Vivian had known from the start what she was up against and dealing with. "Strangers don't bother me." There was a certain comfort in anonymity.

by **luna** Wed Mar 26, 2014 10:43 pm

"I did. Thank you"

"So I must not bother you then."

by jaded Thu Mar 27, 2014 11:06 pm

The man sat up and ran a hand down her back. "It's dark out, I think." He hadn't bothered to look, but now that he did, it seemed as though he was right. "Are you tired? It's been a long day." Even though he hadn't been through as much as her, Sawyer realized he was exhausted.

*

"No. You don't." She was used to men thinkinng they could have anything they wanted with a little money and persuasion. And this one, masked by citcumstance and supposed good intentions, was worse than them all. He was beside her now, and she closed the book, putting it back and moving away to another shelf, and to get away from him. "And if you're trying to bother me, good luck. Not much does these days."

by **luna** Fri Mar 28, 2014 8:12 pm

"I-uh . . . can-can I have something to eat first?"

"Not surprising considering your background . . . "

"You seem like a smart girl - you know why you're here, correct?"

by jaded Fri Mar 28, 2014 9:00 pm

Sawyer nodded. "You don't even have to ask. Just press the button." Did she really think he was that controlling? He didn't care if she ate. He might've even wanted something for himself. The champagne had given him a nice buzz, but he knew he'd have a headache soon wnough if he didn't eat something.

*

"And what's that supposed to mean, jackass?" The brunette whirled in him, brown eyes ablaze. Naturally, he seemed to think her background would reflect how she acted towards him. While that was partially true, it probably wasn't in the way he'd imagined it. Things wouldn't be as easy as he thought, or at all. Thomas took her chin in his fingers and tilted it up, and she reached up and took his hand away with an eerie calm about her. "Mhm. I do." Her lips curled up into a sneer. "But I know a lot of things. You're out of luck." She took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh, but you'll get your heir. Maria—is that her name?—seems alright with Sawyer. The family name will live on just fine."

by **luna** Sat Mar 29, 2014 2:29 pm

"Oh, uh"

"Have you always lived like this? With food and servants at your disposal?"

"You know just as well as I do that she couldn't hold a thing let alone a child,"

"You on the other hand, you have a much better chance."

"You were brought here to help the family name. You can choose to cooperate or you can decide not to. You and I both know what will happen if you choose the latter."

by jaded Sat Mar 29, 2014 3:40 pm

The man didn't move from the bed, aware that his pants were too far for him to safely reach. "Yes. I have. It's got it's pros and cons, I suppose." Sometimes it got annoying, but it was nice, for the most part, to be waited on. Pampered. He didn't know what it felt like to go hungry, and never would. Now, neither would she.

*

"Aw, you're gonna kill me? You paid too much for me to kill me. That wouldn't be very wise of you. And anyway—you don't have much time left. See if you can find someone else who'll do it in time—I dare you." The brunette said stubbornly. "You'd better hope Maria can carry a child to term. She's your only hope." Even if he forced her to sleep with him, she wouldn't get pregnant. She was prepared. If only to spite him, she wouldn't.

by **luna** Sat Mar 29, 2014 10:14 pm

"Must be nice"

"This is delicious"

"Do you want any?"

"We'll see about that, my dear"

by jaded Sat Mar 29, 2014 11:51 pm

"It tends to be. I've never really known it any other way, though, so I can't say much." She could, though. She'd come from a world where people didn't even dream of such things. "Yeah, I'll have a bite." The man grinned, sitting up so that he was closer to the girl, and, as it were the plate.

*

Vivian snorted, moving away from him yet again. His hot breath on her neck aggravated her to no end. "I'm not your dear. I'm not yours." And she never would be, not for any price. Maria might've been content with her new life, but the only thing Vivian half-enjoyed was the food. The bed, although comfortable, didn't make her much difference. She was asleep; she hardly noticed the difference. The man she was married to was an inconvenience.

by **luna** Sun Mar 30, 2014 3:02 pm

"Here."

"Oh but I'm afraid you are."

by jaded Sun Mar 30, 2014 9:24 pm

The man took the food from the fork, chewing it with a lopsided grin on his face. "Thank you, ma'am." A glance around the room told him she'd left most of it untouched, and he wondered what she did when she was in there alone and it wasn't quite time to sleep yet. He didn't feel the urge to ask, figuring she probably wouldn't be alone often anymore.

*

"You own a pet or a slave. You don't own a woman. Who taught you manners?" She was neither his pet nor his slave. He could talk about how much he'd paid, and how she was there for a reason all he wanted, but it went through one ear and out the other. Vivian was more than prepared to fight him for what she considered her freedom.

by **luna** Sun Mar 30, 2014 9:48 pm

"I never said I owned you. But you are contractually obligated to be my wife; you did verbally agree to the vows."

'I do'

limbo

by jaded Sun Mar 30, 2014 9:56 pm

"What's your favorite animal?" Seeing as he only had one reason to keep visiting her until she got pregnant, he figured he might get her a pet (as long as her favorite animal wasn't something ridiculous like a unicorn). The girl blushed, and his grin widened.

*

"I'm obligated to bw your lawful wife, yeah. I have your last name. That contract doesn't require I do anything else but have your last name. And I've done that." Her vows had more or less been read for her. Surely he didn't think she felt like she had to follow them.

by **luna** Mon Mar 31, 2014 10:11 pm

"Go straight to the hard question, eh?"

"Cats. Little fuzzy gray ones."

"What about the vow to obey your husband? Hm?"

"I am your husband, am I not?"

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