Thread: Abducted.

Lithium's eyes had widened when he had began to talk once more. His voice and fluxations had changed and she could finally understand him. But she was in too much shock to speak. Her brows stayed hovering over her wide confused eyes as she listened to him speak. The whole time the exchange was going on between Vincent, the inbred, and the woman Alica, she just stared at them as they spoke their foreign tongue. He, Vincent, was speaking to them in her tongue and it seemed none of them could understand him. But by the way they bolted from the door it sounded as though they were turning their backs on him. Than they must have not known he could speak the language, and it seemed he himself did not understand that he was speaking the House of Kalion's tongue. I understand you..But I do not understand them. Lithium's voice was soft and girlish, but it had a very dangerous and sharp touch to it. Her eyes stayed locked on his as her eyes relaxed back to their natural sexy position on her face. She gulped and moved so her back rested against the headboard of the bed that was positioned in the corner of the room. Finding a sharp thing jolting out from the headboard, she managed to somehow slice through her restraints. When the restraint was gone, she brought her bruised wrists onto her lap and rubbed it softly with a grimace at the pain. They were black and blue and looked like rotten flesh. Somehow, with the paint hat was surging through her body from her wounds, she managed to land on her feet. She looked at him and briefly around the room. There was no window at all. The only way out was the only way in, and this man was standing in her way. This stranger that had abducted her. She was moving slowly towards the door and a crouched down manor. Her right brow raised as she stared at him. She was hesitant, thinking he was going to strike at her. Then she jumped back and pressed her back against the wall when she heard the loud thudding of boots. Whose coming! What are they going to do! Her face blanched. She looked at him with scared eyes. Are they going to kill me? Her voice was barely a whisper. Then the thudding of metal boots came to a shrieking halt. In the doorway stood the soft face of a man trapped in the small frame of a boy's body. But he was no boy. His black robes shifted from the impact of his speed and fell loosely around him. His small pale hands were on the hilts of the swords that rested on his hips. His knowing eyes scanned the room and found Vincent. It was Liox. He had heard all the commotion and came to see what was going on. Lithium hadn't even noticed him swing open the door. Oh Vincent. It's only you. I heard the others running around and I heard you talking. I thought someone had come to get her back. He waved his hand at Lithium who was pressed up against the wall and her damp hair clung to her body. I see her wounds have healed. Good. He raised a brow then let it drop. If you are going to talk in the House of Kalion's tongue to the young one, then I suggest you do it somewhere we can't hear. I'm surprised you even know their tongue. Though his expression was neutral there was no doubt he was a bit annoyed. It was like he was hoping Vincent couldn't understand her so that one of the elders could try and interrupt much of what she was saying. But the truth was, even most of the elders didn't know much of the House of Kalion's tongue. This put Liox at a very awkward position for power play. He didn't say another word as he slammed the door shut and stomped away. A sigh of relief left Lithium's lips and she stared back at Vincent. Appartently, trying to get away wouldn't be as easy as she had hoped. It seemed everyone could hear them, that must mean either 1. Their hearing was ten times better than hers or 2. The walls were paper thin. That or it could be a mixture of both. Why are you helping me? She asked the question with a cold annoyed tone to her voice.