Thread: AVATAR: An Icy Burn-Out (BennyQ/Sketchyequine)

Zinni rolled her eye and pushed a palm into the tree this separating her from the literal child she found herself stuck with. Fine. No name and no title. She shrugged. Its not like it really affected her anyway. He would scream just as any other man would when put over a flame and eventually he would speak. She had given him an ounce of respect in asking for his name and he threw it back at her. So be it. She would retain any respect from then on seeing as he was obviously unworthy of it. Being a soldier who could almost take down a captain of her rank was admirable, but being a punk who went out of his way to inconvenience the hand that fed him was far from. Ill just call you an idiot or a fool since that is what you so clearly are. She crossed her arms over her breasts, watching him bemusedly as he dared to ask favors of her after doing nothing more than disobeying and being a general thorn in her side. You do not deserve comfort. Zinni retorted, rolling her eyes at the man. The only reason I will offer you any pain relief is for my own convenience. All the better for torturing you tomorrow, you fool. You have far from escaped my flame, so I hope you dont mind being a little over cooked. She smirked cruelly at the man. He would learn. She reapproached and hooked her hands into his tunic. There were several instances of flesh on flesh contact as her hands carefully rolled it up before tying it out of the way with a strip of cloth. This left the garment bunched up around his chest and his lower abdomen completely exposed. Zinni had to fight not to show her intrigue regarding the appearance of the young waterbenders body. Zinni had seen men exposed in this way before, but the way the firelight danced off of his caramel colored skin was beautiful in its own way. Not to mention the man had recognizable fitness that a lesser woman would have found undeniably tempting. Zinni was not a lesser woman. She would not be tempted so easily. She stooped down to the bucket and her eyes went ablaze in frustration when she hit ice. He thought he was so funny. She wanted so badly to look away from him so as to not think so unclearly as she did when she saw him exposed like that. He was a distraction. Perhaps he would be less so when she gave him some scars to stay on that belly until his dying breath. She growled a bit before placing both palms on the surface of the ice and melting it almost instantly with a focused blast leaving the whole bucket of water as warm as a hot bath rather than the usual cold of water exposed to night air. Your jokes are childish. Zinni muttered before reapproaching and using her palms to press the water into his waist where he could freeze it into place. Im doing so she could also feel the sculpt of his musculature. That was quite a treat. Are you always this infuriating? It might get you killed if you continue. The threat was muttered, but there was little merit behind it. Zinni would do most things short of giving up her own life to keep this prisoner alive and deliver him as was her job. He would have to royally screw up if he wanted her to kill him. In the glow of the fire Zinni treated ever bump, bruise, or scorch sge could see on the man including his ankle which likely brought on a slew of relief. Zinni sighed as she stood back and looked into his face for a moment having already untied his tunic and allowed it to fall back down to eliminate the exposure of his masculine form. He was less distracting that way when he looked shapeless in his layers designed to keep him warm in Icy climates. She knew she owed him no comforts, but she also knew sleep would be nearly impossible for a man strung up like that. If he couldnt sleep surely he wouldnt stay quiet long enough for her to sleep either. She couldnt have that. Even now exhaustion was creeping over her. Then she got an idea. Zinni smirked. Brilliant. Fine. Ill make sure you can lay down. She muttered before completely untying him from the tree and manhandling his sore body until they go to where Ze was laying down and half asleep. This is Ze. You two have already met. Hell be taking care of you this evening. She smirked, tying a rope loosely around the animals neck and then tying the other end to the chain shackles around the fools wrists. Weighing several thousand pounds, Ze was no different than the tree in that there was no way the man could move him by force. Not only that, but Ze could pummel him if he tried anything. So Zinni allowed enough slack in the rope so that her prisoner could move about a bit, but most importantly he could lay down and rest near the rhino. With that, Zinni dumped any water that he could attempt the bend and laid out the sleeping bag that had been tucked away in Zes saddle bags to sleep. She leashed the turtle duck, taking several bites from milo in the process, and tied him over near the water where he could attempt a bit of fishing. Leashing the animal would prevent any shenanigans the waterbender might try and also kept the cute little thing from running off to be eaten by something in the woods. Win win. With that, Zinni was able to style in and get some rest with the fire still burning near by.