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Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko blinked as the sudden burst of light hit her eyes. The young woman had been inside the cage and box for roughly 2 days now, even if she herself had not been sure about the passage of time. She scurried away as much as the cage allowed her, which was not much. The cage let her move around a bit, but there was no way for her to stretch out if she laid down. The tall tigress could spot the telltale sign of a modern collar around the neck of her new pet and a smaller package on top of the cage, secured to it with the sign 'REMOTE' on it. Likely a standard collar with at least a shock function build in, maybe more but that would only be seen once Opal looked at it. The girl whimpered at the sight and purring voice of the tigress and she tried to shrink away from the hand. Even though Tamiko was a wild catch from 2 days ago, she still understood nearly all spoken words like all wildlings, as long as no overly complicated words or concepts were used. It is possible to communicate with any wildling but a deep conversation about something like computers or such was not possible. T..t...Tamiko! came the shaky reply, eyes filled with horror and panic. The girl clearly had not been trained in any way, she even still smelled like wild flowers, grass... the wide open ranges near the mountains.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko... You have a name that fits your beauty, Opal smiled. She looked at the remote briefly before she placed a hand on the cage's door. I'm going to open this door, and you will come out of your cage. If you try to escape, I'll put you back in the cage. An I understood?
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The young willing kept staring at Opal with a terrified look. She had no clue what the object in her captors paw was, but it was a fur-thingy and none of them was good, ever, her parents had told her many stories to warn her. Warily she observed how Opal placed her paw on the door of the cage and listened. Of course, she did understand that vile creature and her eyes darted around a moment, looking for a way out of the den, but she did not know what of all the many things could be the exit, what she had to do. A trained wildling or even bred and raised human would have known what a door is, but they would seldom think about fleeing but Tamiko was more than intelligent enough to know she had no way out for now and it might be better to watch and learn what that fur was doing. I... understand. she answered, waiting for the cage to open, ready to learn and crawl out of her prison once allowed. Yes, Tamiko was frightened by that towering tigress, but she would never be able to flee if she stood in the cage.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Good girl, Opal smiled as she opened the door. Stand up and let me get a good look at you. She was holding the collar and the remote in one hand. As long as you behave, I will have no need to punish you. Instead, I'll love and pamper you.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

img200x251 alignright Tamiko crawled out of the cage and slowly stood up, having to look up to the taller tigress. As Opal reached down and grabbed the collar around her throat she flinched and whined, struggling not to fall into a fit of panic and run away, but her face, especially her eyes, showed how strongly she wanted to run away. The promise what would happen if she behaved was lost on the little wildling though, panic and horror stories running through her head giving no chance for them to take hold at the moment. If there would have been an open window, Tamiko would even have tried to run away right now and there, while the tigress was holding her at the collar.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The tigress let go of the collar and rubbed Tamiko's head. Shh, don't be afraid, honey... she purred softly. I won't hurt you unless you act like a bad girl. She held her paw out to Tamiko.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko made a few, fast but very small steps away the moment Opal let go of the collar. With her big round eyes she looked up at the tigress, fear still in her eyes, knowing she was clearly the weaker one... not that she ever had been a strong person but this one was miles out of her league. Bat Girl? came her question with her timid voice. Not having received any training, the naked wildling had no clue what was expected of her, but the extended paw was not as threatening as grabbing the cold metal thing she could only feel but not see. Shy and frightened she extended her hand and poked the extended paw, ready to attempt to run away in case the paw showed any sign of possible danger, which would be everything aside of pulling away.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The tigress chuckled. No, not bat girl. 'Bad girl'. Just do what I say, and you'll get treats. She pulled her paw back and clasped her paws together, showing Timiko what to do before slowly holding her paw back out.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

If Tamiko would have had ears like the 'fur' in front of her, they would have perked up at thew last word. Even in the wilds, they knew what treats were and she really liked them, especially juicy ones with sweet taste as fruits were rare and hard to ... gather... from 'fur'-farms. The short human could not stop herself from licking her lips at the mere thought while she watched Opal. She had think a few seconds about the gesture but understood that the striped creature in front of her tried to show her something. Tamiko was by no means trusting Opal, but the other option was, likely getting hurt and stuffed back into the cage before she could find a way out of this place. Deciding to play along the long haired human extended her own right hand but this time she did not poke the paw but, shaking a lot, she placed her hand inside the paw, fearing many bad things that could happen now.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

There's a good girl, the tigress purred. Let's get you some clothes and a nice hot meal. She held onto Tamiko's hand and led the way into her bedroom.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

img200x251 alignright The young wildling followed Opal, not that she had much of a choice, even though she herself would have preferred a bath in a river before stuffing her face or even dressing. She had been in the cage and box for 2 days after all and some things she had been able to avoid but... not everything. The cages were rather modern, but without a shower and it had been rather warm inside of the box which caused humans to sweet. Nevertheless, Tamiko watched what Opal was doing and understood the meaning of doors instantly and suddenly she could identify possible ways of escape far better. She had no concept for keys or any clue how the place looked so it was more likely that she would end up in another room instead of outside the house, but that was something she would learn on her first attempt of escape, which was not now. That horrible creature was still to close and constantly looking at her while picking clothes for her. And... she was hungry... very hungry. Tamiko was sure, she could endure this at least until after some food. And it was even warm food that had been promised! Maybe even juicy meat!
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Opal pulled out a royal blue bath robe. Come here, Tamiko. Let Mistress dress you. The bathrobe was a little big, but it was very warm and fluffy.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The young human watched what Opal was doing there and looked at the bathrobe. Clothes were known to her, in fact if not for her being captured and stripped, she would have worn some. Primitive since few wildlings lived in territories where they could really settle down and actually produce things but clothes nevertheless. Despite having a bad nose, compared to Opal, she sniffed into the direction of the bathrobe. It was easy enough for Opal to dress her pet in the bathrobe, which was confused and lifted her hands rather helpless. It was warm, fluffy but this meant that it was rather heavy for the short and weak human as well. Tamiko looked up at Opal, a big question in her eyes, and a growling coming from her stomach.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Come along, I'll get you some filet minon, Opal purred. She carried Tamiko to the kitchen. Chef Redgo, please cook my pet and I five filet minons and a large bowl of mixed fruits.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko understood not a single word. Well, she understood them but not the hidden meaning, the last couple words aside. There was talk about something cooking and fruits but she would prefer her fruits uncooked. But then, she felt, that telling that evil creature that she had other preferences might be considered to be a 'bat', which was obviously nothing she wanted. In silence the long haired human followed the towering tigress, hoping the other words she did not understand were nothing bad.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Opal sat down and held her paw out to Tamiko. Come here, Tamiko. Come sit on my lap. She was starting to become aroused, but it was hidden.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko was carefully watching what the 'fur' was doing and by the face she made, she was understanding Opal quite well but reluctant. The young wildlings eyes even wandered back to the door they had used to get into the room, but she behaved and did not try to run. Instead she stepped closer to Opal and looked up, finally stretching out her arms, taking the tigress' hand to be helped up on her lap. She was not expecting anything other than from when she had sat on her mothers lap years ago, though of course there were a few differences. Her point of view was higher and she could feel the breasts pressing more into her through the material of the bathrobe but otherwise it was more or less the same. The growing arousal was hidden quite well from the long haired and hungry girl. For once, she did not pay much attention and then there was more than one layer of material between her and the not yet properly hardened thing. Hungry.... she whispered to reinforce the more and more growling stomach.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

I know, little one, Opal purred softly. You'll get your food soon, I promise. She rubbed Tamiko's head. The chef came out with the requested food on a cart. He delicately placed the trays on the table.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

img200x251 alignright Tamiko watched the man pushing the cart and placing trays with juicy looking food in front of the two. Her mouth was instantly watering and the stomach was acting up even more, growling and demanding attention. Instantly she tried to reach out and just eat with her bare hands, having no finesse for the finer arts of food.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The tigress moved the plates apart. She pointed to the fruits and one of the filets. Those are yours to eat. Enjoy it. Opal began eating her food. Her cock was fully erect now.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

Tamiko gasped as Opal pushed the things apart and pointed at the one with only 1 piece of meat. The young wildling really loved meat... fresh fruits were good as well but so much meat almost within her reach. Pouting and angry with that idiotic fur she pulled her plate closer. Still overwhelmed and now angry as well, she still missed that 3rd leg she was sitting on while she stuffed her face with what was on her plate. Despite loving to leave the best for later, she began with the filet, fearing that Opal might change her mind and steal it from her.
Thread: A Tiger's Pet (KnightCreep X Sheena_Tiger)

The tigress saw how angry Tamiko was when she separated the plates. Opal sighed and placed one of her steaks on Tamiko's plate. There, is that enough?
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

Cap'n! Sea turtle off the port bow! Still disoriented by the past few minutes, John barely registered the watch's call or Will's response. Instead he stared numbly about, taking in the realities of the Flying Dutchman and her crew. They looked, well, better than they had the last time he'd been aboard. Not that it would be hard to do, mind. But the dead looked... human. Solid. And no growths or barnacles to be seen. Clearly, Will was a better captain than Davy Jones had been. She's earned her rest. . Was she dead? She couldn't be! Not his Jenny! But... was he dead? He didn't feel dead, but what would dead actually feel like? Experimentally, he pinched himself. It hurt. But, what did that prove? He was aboard the Dutchman , after all. After falling into the sea from the heights. And he knew what the purpose of the ship was, and the duties of Captain... William Turner! a stern, feminine voice snapped, and John's heart lept at the sound. Jenny! he cries, racing across the deck and hugging her. God, Jenny, I thought I'd lost you! She was sopping wet and fuming, her temper up, and he didn't care. He'd thought her dead, and here she was! And you! What did I say? she demanded, poking him repeatedly in the chest. What did I just say? Body and soul didn't I? Try to ditch me again will you...! The rant died away as she began to stare at her hand. He looked as well, and it took him a minute to realize what it was she was looking at. They were young-looking. Smooth. She was young looking. In his mind she'd never stopped being the beautiful young woman he'd fallen in love with all those years ago, but now her hair was copper instead of iron and her body was young and strong against his and... And his knees no longer ached. His back didn't hurt. His vision was clear, and he had all his teeth again. He stared down at her, grinning madly as she hugged him excitedly. It's a miracle! she laughed, and he laughed with her. It's a bit of a cock-up, actually, Will said, scratching his head. Follow me, and I'll explain. John gripped Jenny's hand as they followed Will. Inside his cabin, he lit a lamp that burned blue, then filled three silver chalices with a dark, amber fluid. Rum, he said, lighting a cigar. A gift from the Baron. Have a seat. John started to reach for the rum, then stopped. He hadn't touched a drop since China, and he wasn't going to break his promise now. Why is it a mistake? Will followed his own advice, sipping his run and puffing at his cigar. Well, he said, gesturing at John with the burning tip of the cigar, you're supposed to be here. You've debts to dispose of yet, Jack Sparrow. Debts to Calypso and to Davy Jones, and to God. I paid my debt to Jones! John protested. You reneged, Will corrected. For good reasons, mind. But the debt still stands. And his office passed to me, and the debt with it. He stared at John for a long minute, then turned his attention to Jenny. But you... you're no part of this. Hong Zhenni was a pirate, yes, but I've seen your accounts. No great wickedness, no murders... you earned your reward already. You shouldn't be here.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

When John stopped himself from reaching for the rum Jenny's heart swelled with pride. Even now he wanted to stay on the straight and narrow for her. But she reached for both of the remaining chalices and held one out to him. Go on then, she said gently with a smile. The dead don't need to set good examples anymore, do they? Can the dead even get drunk? This question was more to herself, but she would likely need to ask Will later. It was an important question, after all. Will explained the situation and Jenny scowled. No great wickedness or murders? she demanded, a little affronted. Now that's the cock-up! I mean, I went to confession and I asked for forgiveness but that doesn't mean I didn't do them. Didn't want to, but I did. Jenny took a sip of her rum and looked at the chalice, a little impressed. It's good. Still not better than Da's, but close. Yes, you asked forgiveness and you meant it, Will said, a little exasperated. And you've no outstanding debts so there's no reason for you to be here. Well you can try to get rid of me but you won't, Jenny said stubbornly. Got out of my boat once already, didn't I? And I'm sure Scraps would bring me right back here again. This old bastard's run out on me plenty of times, he won't get away with it again. She had, in recent decades, artfully made old bastard a term of endearment much to the perplexity of folk outside the village who weren't familiar with their marriage. I'm stayin' right here, Will, until he's free and clear and you're just going to have to get used to that. And--I'm sorry your debt to who? Her temper flared again when she realized just what the captain had said and turned to your husband. You said Jones was dead! And you neglected to mention that you owed him anything. What was it? She turned to Will for a more honest answer. What was it? What's he owe him...er, you? And Calypso and...and God? You made a deal with God?? That was blasphemy and dead or no she wouldn't be having that.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

Jones is dead! John exclaimed. Suddenly, the savor was gone from the rum. And I didn't tell you about it because... well, because I was ashamed of the deal. And because I thought I'd escaped it. A hundred souls, Will explained calmly, making John wince. A hundred souls for Davy Jones' Locker, in exchange for your life. I never intended to honor it! John nearly shouted. And then, when the Kraken came for me, I thought I could find a hundred men who deserved that fate. But... But it caught you first, Will said, voice hard. Because... Because, at the end, I realized what I would be if I followed through! John shouted. Don't you dare claim to know my thoughts, Will Turner! You may be Captain, but even you aren't God! The two men stared at one another for a moment, then Will nodded. All right. That's fair. But you still owe Davy Jones - me - a hundred souls. Your second death didn't relieve you of that debt. John glared daggers at him. I'll not do it, he spat. You will, Will replied. Because You're right. I'm not God. But I'm his ferryman. And you will sail the seas, Captain Jack Sparrow, until you've fulfilled all your debts. He blew a smoke ring. And that includes delivering a hundred souls wicked enough to deserve the Locker.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

Jenny's mouth dropped open in horror. What had he gotten up to that he'd felt it was in any way okay to make such a bargain? There were some of his stories she'd taken with a grain of salt, but now she didn't know what to believe. They'd been too fantastic to be true, she thought, but...well, here she was, wasn't she? We, she corrected Will. We will sail the seas until he's fulfilled his debts. I meant it Will, I'm not leaving. I didn't suspect otherwise. So what's next? Apart from you two telling me the whole truth, everything that happened while you were out looking for a cure I mean. She looked at Will. Do we sail with you? He shook his head. You have a lot of work to do. Calypso doesn't think you'd be free to do what you need to if you sailed with me. Will gestured out the window of the captain's cabin where another ship was visible in the foggy dark. You'll have your own ship and you'll be free to roam where you will. But you must do your duty, or...Well, you've seen what happens, Jack. Jenny frowned a little. How will we know where to go? He shrugged. You will.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

John stared out the windiw, across the fog-bound waters at the other ship. A ship he knew well, even after half a century. Without realizing it he rose, slowly walking forward until his hand touched the glass. It couldn't be, but... The Pearl ? he asked, voice hushed and reverent. Is it..? But she... The very same, Will laughed, watching him stare. I couldn't well set Jack Sparrow loose in the seas - or Hong Zhenni, for that matter - without a decent ship. He glanced at Jenny with a wink. I mean, she's no Dutchman , but... There was excitement on John's face as he wheeled around. The Black Pearl can outsail your... A thiught struck him. She went down off Madagascar, when Barbossa underestimated the strength of a Royal squadron. How..? Laughter. The same way you came to be here, Jack! Did you think only people had souls? No, I always knew that. John looked at Jenny, then looked hard at Will. Is that what we are? Spirits? Ghosts? No. Will sipped his rum. You're alive, or at least you're flesh and blood. Ni longer quite mortal, but no t quite immortal. You'll live and live, and death won't take you. But you can still be hurt. Neither man nor angel - I've met them - but partaking of some of the qualities of both. He shrugged. We're the ferrymen, collecting the souls of the lost dead and bearing them to their final port of call. He finished his rum. And we serve, until we are released. Hiwever long that takes.
Thread: The Only Rules That Matter:  Afterlife (TheCorsair, Madam Mim)

Well... Jenny said, taking a deep breath and tossing back the rest of her rum she still didn't feel it, I suppose we ought to get to work, oughtn't we? Battle at Chesapeake 1781 It's always the French, isn't it? Jenny peered through the spyglass at the battle. Ever since the damned French got involved it's all just gotten worse and worse. Not that I'm not on the American's side, mind you, she added. I'm still no friend to the crown, you know that. But the French ? Of all the allies to make... Shaking her head she collapsed the spyglass and gave it to John, hopping over the rail and sliding down a rope. Carefully she held out her hand to the first of many to find himself suddenly in the shallows a few miles south of the battle. Once she'd helped the fallen soldier up to the deck she shook her head and motioned absently to him. See? This poor lad probably would've lived another forty years or more if it weren't for the French. She fell silent for a moment, watching the battle from a distance as more and more waded absently through the surf towards them. Think we could take a vacation sometime? she asked at last. I mean, we've been working fourteen years straight. We're not bound by the same rules Will is--we already tested that--and you haven't found even a single soul you think's so bad they deserve the Locker. I'd say we've earned ourselves a little bit of a break.