Thread: Eroticar: The Legend of Sari (sispuppet x Kaybee)

Sari didn't struggle against the soldiers as they guided her into the ship, the stoicism only beginning to fade from her expression as she looked back to see the hull closing behind her, cutting her off from the village, from the outside world, leaving her in the hands of enemies. The ship roared, the deck thrumming beneath her feet as the engines pushed into a full reverse, backing out of the bay and turning to point seaward while the anal prince's ranting echoed down the corridor behind her. She did her best to keep track of the corridors at least, especially as they passed an open hatch through which sunlight streamed, prompting her to make doubly sure she memorized the sequence of turns to get to it. Finally she was led one deck down and into a cabin that seemed entirely too luxurious to be a prison, decked with tapestries and a number of both weapons and anal-focused fetishes that she knew she couldn't use given her complete lack of training in that particular eros. She would have to learn eventually if she was to become the Eroticar but for the moment they were far beyond her capabilities. The door opening behind her startled her from contemplation and the prince entered, confirming the suspicions she'd held. This was his cabin, and given the posturing and aggression in his stance and voice, he intended to have her well subdued by the time they got back to the anal nation. She glared back at him and made the first move without warning, resorting to her training in manual eros. She was skilled in the art, her ability probably equal to his all things considered, but she didn't factor his natural advantages of strength and greater combat training into her estimate. Had he been a member of the anal nation of her time she might have stood a chance but today's militarized assholes were far more capable of subduing an enemy than those of her time had ever been. ----------------- Jane knew Jack was likely looking for the map but didn't bother to tell him as she prepared the packs, two of them, for him and for her. It was obvious her idiot of a brother would go after Sari and she would have to go along to keep them both out of trouble and despite her misgivings about the whole thing she knew she would never forgive herself for the lost opportunity if she didn't. The village likely wouldn't forgive her either come to think of it, so many of them had dropped by to offer little possessions, long-unused but still good bedrolls, old cooking utensils, warm clothing... By the time Jack finally emerged the packs were nearly bursting at the seams with a multitude of potentially useful items. It was easy to get swept up in his enthusiasm for the venture, though her brow furrowed as they took off up the hill and into the forest they'd come from not an hour earlier instead of taking one of the canoes. Shouldn't we follow them by sea? She asked uncertainly, though Jack's answer made sense. She still wasn't sure what to believe regarding the eros and the sexual, all her life it had been grandfather's perverted stories and her brother's perverted fantasies but she'd seen extraordinary things come from those perversions and it was getting easier and easier to simply believe that there might be something to the old tales after all. Alright then... She replied slowly as they took off up the path again, looking back over her shoulder as she jogged in her brother's wake knowing that it would be a long time before she would see her home again. Then they rounded the first bend and the trees screened the view suddenly, the village vanishing from sight, and Jane quickened her pace, hoping that her brother was right about transportation in the buried temple, though her face turned from thought and concern to perfect confusion when -rather than the hole that had led them down to the temple, they found the bed perched in the middle of the clearing, the very same one as Sari had been lying on. Slowing, she came to a halt up next to it. How did this get up here? It's blocking the hole... She frowned, wondering if she and Jack would be able to lift the heavy-looking thing. After all, they would need to get back down there to look for something the manualists had used to travel there right? Come on, we need to move this thing.