Thread: Kidnapped (Cheshire Smirk & Charmed )

P..please, D..Don't. It's amazing how quickly you switch from a defiant heroine to a whimpering damsel. But then again, you're young and naive. Vallios then turned and retrieved a long dagger from the table. He reached out and took Angel by the collar, then swiftly cut her clothes away. After just 30 seconds she was sitting in only her bra and panties, fully exposed to the cold air of the room. Valios reached down and re-fastened his pants, finding that speaking with his cock hanging out really detracted from his words. You don't know anything about people. You don't realize that in this world there are not heroes or villains, just humans. Every action has a reason... And with that Vallios wandered away, moving towards a black screen that hung from the nearest wall. It was a large flat screen T.V He turned the television on, and just chuckled quietly at what was on the television. A study on poverty in the country. Vallios let the grim documentary continue for roughly five minutes before he turned the T.V off. Your father and his peers piss away millions of dollars each year on pointless projects, and take fat salaries built up from the taxes of those whose will they don't even properly represent. Many of those people can barely afford to feed their families and yet, they help pay for your father to have three cars. Tell me, is that right? Is that just? For a public servant to live in paradise while those he serves starve and die? Vallios just kept on smirking as he spun the dagger between his fingers. He tossed it once, caught it, then tossed it again. He tossed it up one last time, then snatched it from the air and hureld it at Angel. The tip of the dagger skimmed her cheek, leaving a long shallow cut as it streaked by and embedded itself in the wall. Once again, another scare tactic. Vallios prowled back over to Angel and tilted his head as he peered into her eyes, trying to assess her fear. And even now, while his own daughter's life is at risk, he's away in another country entertaining some slut. Oh, and guess what darling His cell phone is turned off. He doesn't want to be bothered by anything, not even his poor...Dying daughter. Vallios smirked and cut away the ropes, then stepped back. He pressed a button on the wall and the iron door of the chamber began to retract, sliding open slowly to reveal another chamber. Vallios just leaned against the wall and waited, wondering if she'd be stupid enough, scared enough to try and run. But don't worry, we've contacted the largest news media in the country and let them know of the situation. Your father will be informed when he gets back in the states...Whenever that is. The question is, will you be alive when he does mosey on over back over the border? Vallios said, his frigid northern accent becoming more clear as twisted delight sounded in his voice. Vallios spoke as if he hadn't noticed that the door had opened, as if he was completely unaware of the fact that Angel could possibly 'escape'. Now, that was because Vallios knew damn well escape would be impossible. After four rooms, each one filled with some form of traumatic hazard, Angel would find herself at another one of those button operated iron doors...Unable to escape. I do hope I'm playing the antagonist well.