Thread: A Whole New World (Collector x Hardor)

Lua glared at Brian, but buckled her seat belt as told. Much as she would have liked to set his hair on fire or hexed him to believe he had worms crawling behind his eyes, it did not seem like a good idea to get herself in any deeper trouble than she already was. She folded her arms and starred out the window, much like a petulant child as he walked around and climbed back into the driver's seat. She listened to his question, but did not give him the answer he was looking for. I will not answer to a lowly peon, she said, her teeth no longer chattering and her voice much more stable and aloof now. I will negotiate with the highest authority you are capable of contacting and no one else. Regardless of where I am, I am nobility and I expect to be treated as such. Lua was silent for the rest of the ride. Her posture was straight and regal for the entire ride with the side effect of causing her chest to jut out. From what Brian could tell, the elf was on the large side of a C-cup, just a hair shy of a D, and from the way her chest jiggled with each bump in the road, her bust appeared to be natural as well. The haughty expression on her face quickly turned pensive and somewhat analytical as she gazed out the window. After about ten minutes of driving, she had figured out roughly how fast they were going, that the vehicle was fairly well-insulated both in terms of trapping heat and keeping out sound, that it was powered by something stored in the front of it, though she couldn't fathom what other than it made noise, and that there were plenty of other light-producing objects in the world she now found herself in, none of which used magic. Her attention shifted back to Brian as he got out and told her to undo her restraints, making a note that they could easily be undone by the person they were meant to hold in place, meaning that they were likely for safety instead of keeping a prisoner in place. A simple glance in Lua's direction as Brian lead her to his house told him that she was taking in as much information as she possibly could and evaluating it almost as soon as she absorbed it. By the time she was inside and he welcomed her to his home, she had made several deductions and the answers she got from them apparently didn't make her happy. She shrugged out of his coat, letting it fall to the floor, and walked over to the nearest chair, where she deposited herself and folded her arms just below her breasts while glaring at him, her ears flat and low against her skull. You attempted to deceive me, she said. It was not a question or even a statement it was an accusation. You are not any sort of authority figure or, if you are, you quite obviously do not have the authority to arrest me. That restraint in the vehicle was meant for my safety, not to prevent me from fleeing, and if I were truly under arrest, you would have taken me to some sort of holding area rather than to your home. You have fairly sophisticated speech and the advanced state of your architecture tells me that you are not from some primitive land where outsiders are killed or enslaved on sight. Furthermore, this building was not meant to keep people in or out as evidenced by its obvious lack of fortification or any sort of defenses. This is a domestic domicile, not a jail or dungeon, and you, sir, are not an officer of the law. Now, I should place a hex on you for your deceit, but you are presently the only source of information I have about this land and own the only shelter I have against this storm, so I will be lenient provided there is no further deceit. Since you do not speak with the diction of proper nobility, I shall assume that you are below me in status and I shall take a tour of this house and pick a room of my liking. If that room happens to be yours, you will have to sleep elsewhere tonight. I expect you to provide me with sustenance in the morning and you shall put me in contact with the local authorities by the end of the day. With that, Lua stood and began heading for the stairs.