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

Rikkar only grinned childishly and shrugged his shoulders as best he could. Idiot or a fool? Ive heard it said to me more often than you think, lass. He chuckled, which of course was short as it quickly brought him to wincing groans of pain. He was always doing foolery when he was younger. Pulling the tails of polar-dogs or trying to race the otter penguins and losing. Well it was worth a try. He simply relented when denied comfort. But his bemusement and humour dropped when she mentioned torturing him on the morrow. Now his expression was grim and dark, remembering this was an enemy combatant and not the older brother of some girl he was flirting with who would give him a beat down and let him walk. She meant business. He had to mean business as well. He said nothing to her threat. She rolled up his tunic but ran smack into his prank, much to his laughter again. They are. He agreed eagerly to his jokes being childish. His expression was suggestive at the thought of being killed. As far as he was concerned, he was a dead man already. And maybe provoking the firebending bitch to outright kill him might be mercy compared to being tortured as she threatened. She tried to treat his wounds and bruises, which confused him. All he wanted was the water slapped on him and he did his best to freeze whatever little got put to him, mingling a cooling sensation to the burning pain in his side. It offered some relief, allowing him to think clearer and plot an escape. It was a quiet and yet awkward time between them as she looked to his wounds and burning. Why patch him up if she was only going to take him apart? He watched her as she focused and for a moment he might have regarded her as beautiful, with her dark hair and pale features. She had a very rigid and strong body, but her feminine curves were quite profound as well. He kept his quiet as she tended him and despite it, it seemed to grow a bit more comfortable that way. She wasnt like the other firebenders he heard and knew of, strangely. Was this some deluded sense of compassion in her perhaps? Unlikely, he figured. She intended to make him hurt. But she had other plans for now, untying him from the tree. That should have been his chance, had he been more recovered and healed. But every step awoke every burning pain in his side and he was already panting with exhaustion by the time they got to Ze, the giant rhino who put him in this misery. Finally, some decent company! He exclaimed sarcastically, grinning at Ze. He didnt blame the beast for being loyal, though he lamented who he was loyal to. What had she done to be so deserving, this sadistic firebending bitch? He was roped to the creature and then left alone, peering down at his chained wrists, following its length to the beasts neck. What ifwhat if he jumped on its back and rode away with it? But would Ze listen to him? Maybe hell try it. First, he needed the woman to pass fall into a deep slumber. No you idiot, first you need to be one hundred percent healed before you can do anything like that. And she intends to keep you next to deaths door. So without a word, he sat down and lay on his good, unbattered side next to the beast. It stank but he had smelled worse. He listened with amusement as Zinni tried to deal with Milo but he offered no encouragement now. She was his enemy, not his friend. The mention of torture remained on his mind. Well, two could play at that game. Barely a quarter hour would pass before Rikkar mimicked the sound of a duck gurgling in the distance. It was brief but it sent Milo off on a tidal wave of quacking, which in the middle of night was very loud and disturbing to hear. He chuckled to himself, hoping it would annoy the firebender and interrupt her precious slumber. He acted like he didnt know anything, eyes closed and resting peacefully. He waited again for some time, for sleep was hard to get when half your body was on fire. He made the noise again and once more, Milo went off on a tirade, quacking very loudly in the night and awakening everything for a whole mile around. If he kept this up, the firebender might be too exhausted to do anything brutal. But what about him? He had been up for an entire day and more. He was in pain. He was exhausted and beaten. He kept trying to keep awake for this childish yet worthwhile plan, before sleep eventually took him too. And it would be a deep and restful sleep, from which it would be difficult to awake him from.