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Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly flushed. She knew now he must have heard her and figured it out. He had been loitering right beside the door and she had been a bit loud at a couple of points. Jeff was no idiot. But she decided her only option would be to try and carry the bluff. I'm sure I have no idea what you mean Jeff. Now if you'll excuse me, I really ought to be heading home. Her eyes darted to the stragglers in the hall, a handful of church goers, Mrs Kellerman, a notorious gossip was glancing over curiously. The last thing she needed was any speculation about what was going on.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly let out a gasp and then looked around anxiously. What the... how dare you! She hissed under her breath. You've got no right. Delete that at once! How dare you sneak into the loos and... and.. what sort of perverted animal are you! Delete it, now! She tried to keep her expression neutral, but inside she was a mess. She was angry, yes, but also scared out of her wits. If anyone else saw that she'd never be able to show her face anywhere decent again. Not to mention the impact on her job!
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly gaped. What? you want to watch me...NO! She said it louder than she expected and saw a few heads turn. Come outside, I can't discuss this here. She pivoted on her heel and headed out of the church and went to stand by the wall of the building a discrete distance away. As she walked, she thought furiously. If he tried to blackmail her, what could she do? She had to get that file deleted somehow but... to do that... it was unthinkable!
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly glared at him. It's not like that I just... I well sometimes I need to.... I mean... she stamped her foot and shook her head. Look, you know my feelings about sex before marriage. But, like a lot of people I get urges and... well sometimes they catch me off guard especialy as I try... not to. You know... the big man might not approve? She tried to relax and be reasonable. Look, I'm sure you just came in to see if I was OK, but recording that was not OK! You could get me in a lot of trouble. I'd really appreciate it if you put your smutty mind away and just deleted that and leave me be. She took a couple of shallow breaths. Anyway, if you were that interested at college, you could have asked me out you know. I'm not opposed to dating just not... 'dating', you know. You used to be a nice guy Jeff, I thought you still were, so how about you prove it an delete that right now. If you want to co for a coffee or something sometime, I'm sure that would be fine.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

She flushed hotly and tears started to form. Please Jeff, this isn't funny at all. You have no idea...Please.... She started at his implaccable face. He wasn't joking, and he meant every word. You know I'm not wearing panties. She hissed. But, glancing around to make sure no one was looking, she quickly lifted her skirt and showed him for half a second. She hoped thta might have been all, but she could see he was not going to let her off with just that. Perhaps, after he had time to think... All right fine! I'll come round to your house this afternoon. But I'm not saying I'll do... that... we can talk... and then maybe you'll see that you are being a terrible person right now and we can settle this like adults. She sniffed and wiped at her eyes. She hoped that would be enough for now, as for later... she would have to try and find a way to make him see reason.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly muttered a most unladylike curse under her breath and ran after him. Wait! She quickly got in the car, and caught her breath. Fine! he grunted. At least she oculd try and talk him out of this in the car. As they pulled away, she tried to think how to approach this,. but she was so agitated it was hard to think straight. I can't believe you are being such a... a... she fumbled for a word. an ass about this! What didI do to you to deserve to be treated like this? I thought you were a nice guy!
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly shook her head. You know why Jeff. You know my faith guides me and it's not right to lie down with a man before marriage. Even... self pleasuring is dubious as we have to fantasise to.. um... get off. and That's sinful. Please Jeff, try and understand, this is who I am, this is a choice I made. It's not like I don't want to... have sex. she blushed. But I need to find the right man and have a ring on my finger and make vows before God. I can't believe you are so evil... so wicked... you would force me to sin for your own pleasure? As she spoke, slow tears slid down her face. Please don't make me do this.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Holly stood pensively on the drive for several moments. her heart was hammering against her ribs almost painfully. She knew, if she went in, what he wanted. Was she prepared to do that to salvage her reputation. Was she willing to... She swallowed hard. God would know no matter what but... surely he would understand why, or, perhaps he might intervene in some way, make Jeff see. She had to at least try once more to disuade him and that mean going inside. She had never been in his house before, but she heard his footfalls above her. She closed the front door, it sounded like a jail cell slamming shut to her ears, and found the stairs. As she ascended, she could hear him moving around. Jeff? She found him in the bedroom. Of course it would be the bedroom. Please Jeff...don't do this... She swallowed again. She suspected he would not be satisfied with her... playing with herself. He wanted more, she could see it. The worst part of it was her sex was feeling flushed, warm. Her body was betraying her, knowing what he wanted and some small part of her wondered. I'm a weak creature. I should have been able to stop myself. I should run, accept the humilation and atone... she almost turned around, but the thought of the shame, the humiliation, the disgust she would see in people's eyes was too much for her and, wiping tears from her eyes, she stepped into the bedroom.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

Jeff... she began, Look, I'm not quite sure what you expect here...I...can't just perform. I only did that less than an hour agim I don't need to do anything right now...besiedes, being blackmailed is not exactly an aphrodesiac! She rubbed her lower lip with her thumb, almost as if she was about to bite it, an old nervous habit she had tried to suppress. How about we get rid of that video and we just try to... you know, talk, get to know eachother again, maybe go on a date, you kow, like normal people do! As she spoke she perched herself on the edge of the bed keeping her knees together. I don't think you really want to force me to do rude things for your jollies. I'm sure that's not who you are. Please Jeff, lets stop this now before it gets too serious, think about what you're asking... Please.
Thread: Saving herself - KayTee and Jeffrey82

For a moment, she considered trying to grab the phone off him. If she could make it to the bathroom and drop it in there, it would be useless. Maybe she could even flush it. But one look at Jeff told her it would be futile. He was much stronger than her. She sat for a few seconds, fresh tears welling, but then she felt her last vestiges of resistance disappear. She would have to give hm what he wanted for now and pray an opportunity would present itself later. Letting out a chocked sob, she pulled the dress over her head and unhooked her bra. She placed them on the floor and, reluctantly, placed the ball in her mouth, making a face at the rubbery smell and taste, leaving the straps dangling down as she lay down.
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Markos Central government had changed hands basically over night, and then the Ishvalan policies restricting motions between countries was lifted. A complete whirlwind of change that Markos never really had the chance to appreciate. The lifting of the policies meant that people like him now had full citizen ship, or at least that was what a lot of people had told him. Ishvalan's gained all the legal rights as Amstrian's including the right to sign up for the military, which very few had ever decided to go for. Markos was different in that he really didn't consider himself Ishavalan, yes he had the darker skin tone, he had at least some parts of his physical heritage and he knew what he was, but he had grown up in an Amstrian orphanage. A child born just after the extermination, and during the few years of 'peace' he had never seen the inside of a work camp or slum like so many other of his people. He had in a sense been assimilated into the Amstrian culture long ago, and grew up attending their schools, their way of life which lead into the study of Alchemy. With the Ishvalan policies gone he had the chance to actually take those studies to the next level. He could take the state alchemist exam. Waiting at the train station he had no one to cheer him off. That was actually rather fine as he was more or less waiting for the train so he could go to central. He had been out this way to procure a few books not on Ishval, but rather since this was the section closest to Xing, and he needed a few of their texts. Once he found the book he was looking for it was on his way to Central, as he board the train and put his suitcase up he found a seat that was free. He could feel a few eyes on him, it was not really a shocker. He was after all already wearing the military uniform, the blue and gold looked good on him, and to add to that he currently had a book on Xing alchemy in hand, Basically he was doing everything he could to stand out in a crowd of Ishvalan's and he could feel a number of eyes burning glares into the back of his neck.
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Aisyah Given the train was stationed in Ishval, it made sense to see primarily other dark-skinned people walking aboard the train. There were small handfuls of Amestrians, but they were so far and far between. Still, the few that did step inside stuck out like sore thumbs. Not that Aisyah cared. Others around her? Well ... that was a different story. Not everyone had accepted all of the changes. While a good majority had been grateful and accepted the new blessings, there were still those who feared they were lies. A trick that, in the long run, would result in another war. Much like how Aisyah understood her parents being scared for her, the same applied to the people of Ishval. Yet, that also was true for how they should react which, to her mind, thus meant to stop bitching and send up a few prayers of thanks to Ishvala. Her head turned as she watched some of the passengers walk by her car, before subconsciously moving her gaze down to her hands. ... She had never made an effort to try studying alchemy. However, Aisyah had found herself curious. If she could do alchemy, would she even be good at it? Her head quickly moved from side to side as she looked back up in front of her, flushing slightly. Much like how human transmutation was the taboo of alchemists, simply pondering on the subject one wasn't supposed to partake in was just as wrong for her. She had full Ishvalan blood on both sides of her family, and she had promised them that even if she became a soldier, she would never resort to treason in any form or fashion. I'm sorry, Ishvala, forgive my impure thoughts and --- Before Aisyah could finish her silent prayer, however, another brotheren walked in. This one, however, had military garb clad on. ... Is he ... already in the military then? Well, duh. Unless he killed an officer and stole that, he very likely is. Her eyes rolled at the inner quip. Even though she had been that stupid at first, that didn't matter. This could, perhaps, be her chance. After all, if he was already done with the training, maybe he could give her some tips ... or something. Reaching back up and re-grabbing her bags, she watched the whole time where he wandered off to. Taking a slight breath, Aisyah stood up and steadily followed, hoping to give the impression she herself had just boarded instead of coming off as a stalker. Excuse me? Mind if I sit here also? ... Now that she was closer, there was a sense of ... familiarity? No, not only because most Ishvalans looked very similar, but that was partly true. Her head tilted as Aisyah added softly, I'm sorry but .. have we met before? It feels like we have ...
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Markos The last thing Markos would have expected was for someone to walk over to him while he was on the train and actually engage him. It was even more shocking to hear someone ask for his seat. He looked up from his book, and lost his words for a moment. Standing in front of him was what most would have considered to be a woman of beauty. The pale blue eyes and dark hair meshed with her cream dark skin, and marked her as one of the Ishvalan, which made it all the more of a curiosity of why she would be talking to him. He swallowed for a moment opening his mouth as he took her face in. She was right there was something very familiar about her for a moment, but he strained himself to think it over. This was not just a case of mistaken identity or that everyone looked the same no there was something about her voice that set him off guard, something about her that told him he hadn't expected to see her. Um.. yeah seat is free. No one else was going to take it. My name is Markos, I admit you do look familiar but I can't seem to place you. He shook his head thinking it over. I grew up in Youg Well, on the boarder of the east district. That wasn't too surprising most of Ishval had grown up in that region, he was reluctant to add the fact that he was from an Amstrian neighborhood or orphanage, though hiding that fact was difficult when he was wearing his uniform. Which yes it was important that he was wearing that, but really it also made him nervous. With all of the discord and fractions that had been going around wearing the uniform was like putting a target on his head.
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Aisyah Thank you. Her head bowed politely as she heard the seat was free to take. Her arms raised once more as Aisyah hoisted the luggage above her head and put them beside the other man's. Once both bags were put away, she sat down across from the man. Her arms fell atop her lap, and it took every ounce of will power to avoid leaning closer so Aisyah could get an even better look at this Ishvalan's face. There really was something about him that was so goddamn familiar. It was bothering her. When the introduction arrived, it hit Aisyah hard, as if her own luggage had fallen right on top of her head. Markos? she repeated. The name could have been common enough. However, she only knew one. And he had come from ... I grew up in Youg Well, on the boarder of the east district. No way! She grinned happily, having realized where the familiarity came from. I'll be damned, she teasingly muttered, now feeling a slight hint of guilt. It was her fault they had been away from one another for so many years. Maybe there had been something else she could have done, or at least come up with a way to keep in touch with him better while being trained in her martial arts. But at the same time, this truly was her best chance, and now it was for much more than simply seeing if she could get a mental head start on knowing what to expect at Central's military headquarters. Now, she could also try to make up for some very lost time that needed to be caught up on. I can't blame you for not remembering me. It has been about seven years, but it's good to see you again. It's me ... Aisyah. I really am glad to see you're doing well. She paused again, looking over the book and uniform, before slowly inquiring, So ... are you already a soldier? Or are you in the midst of trying to become one?
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Markos Clearly the woman knew him, but it wasn't until her own name was given that he had any inclination towards her other than the fact that she looked very familiar. As soon as it was however it hit him like a ton of bricks just who he was dealing with. His eyes widened in recognition and he stuttered for a moment. Ai-Aisyah. He had not seen her since he had moved from Young Well, and went to central, that was a long time ago back when he had aspired to study at a better school, and managed to transfer himself away. That was also a long time before the alchemy lessions, and things that had changed his life. When she asked him if he was a soldier he shook his head. No, I'm not an officer. This uniform isn't just for the soldiers, it's also the government. No i'm just a librarian. He held up the book. Central branch has been collecting first editions, trying to reorganize and create more copies because of a fire that claimed most of the central branch. With the actual soldiers all busy I didn't even get my usual security detail. So no I'm not an officer. He had a service pistol that he had never fired, and he had a few other tricks he could pull up if trouble really started, but he was a desk jockey. I mean.. not for lack of trying. Next week will be the third time. He shook his head his voice going softer as he looked around embarrassed and also a little scared to speak. It was not every day that he had to deal with the public like this, and he felt more vulnerable than usual. What about you, why the trip to central? and where are you staying when you get to the city? He looked at Aisyah curious about what she had been up for the past few years.
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Aisyah Aisyah's smile widened as she heard Markos repeat her name. It made her think back, taking a very overdue trip down memory lane. Whereas Markos had grown up in Youg Well, she been born in and resided primarily in Cameron. However, her parents opted to live in a more nomadic way, and thus moved around often. It was because of their - as Aisyah often viewed it - restless wandering that she even got to meet Markos at all. Otherwise, they never would have met in the first place. I suppose that is one thing I should thank them properly for, she thought, quietly listening to him relaying what he was doing as of now. I- I know the uniforms are for the military. But most people wearing them do seem to be soldiers. I didn't mean to sound like I was assuming or anything. Sorry. A nervous chuckle passed her lips as Aisyah flashed a reassuring grin to Markos. There's no shame in being a librarian though. Really, I should have expected that. It suits you more, anyway. And that's perfectly fine. Aisyah had been raised in a mostly tolerant family. Religious, no doubt. But all in all, she didn't like trying to 'pass judgement' on anyone. If it was about something serious ... maybe. But even then, that was a scenario Aisyah wouldn't dive right into unless it was absolutely necessary. Mentally dismissing the thought from her mind, Aisyah focused on the here and now. Her attention should be on Markos, not an array of jumbled thoughts that didn't matter at the moment. Third time? Is it that difficult? That made her gulp, feeling more nervous about if she would have a lot of trouble earning her way into the military or not. Well ... I am intending to become one of their fighters. Not a full-fledged dog, but one of the people who will wield a weapon. That's ... where I went when we got separated. I was trained by a private group of Ishvalan monks, brawlers, and other melee-focused types of fighters. A new layer of blush appeared. However, whereas shame had made the first set emerge on her face, this was instead fueled on by ... curiosity? That was partly true. Aisyah could also sense, however, there was another emotion. What exactly it was, however, was a different story. She simply knew it was there, but not quite what it was. Hmm ... She had been looking out the window via peripheral vision. It hadn't bothered her prior till now. However, given the close call she'd had with missing the train plus knowing it surely had been long enough, it was plenty of incentive to make Aisyah voice her opinion. Shouldn't we have already started leaving by now? I don't have a watch on me, but going off when I left home to gauging about how long it took me to run ... it should be time, or surely close to it. Right? So why hasn't the train even moved?
Thread: FullMetal Alchemist: Shattered Hope, Dreams, & Faith (Athene & East)

Markos It seemed despite the fact that he was currently holding a book on alchemy Aisyah thought he was just trying to get into the regular soldiery, which honestly wasn't the worst idea. Soldiers got paid more than he did as a librarian, but it wasn't until she said something else that made him completely sure he wasn't going to correct her. Not a full-fledged dog Ah right, the dogs of the military. That was what they were called after all. The State Alchemists had been the cause of death for all of Ishbal, and had led most of the battles in the civil war. Of course that was several generations ago, but his heart still gripped with ice. Their was a faint blush of shame across his face as he looked at his feet. You know you will have to serve with them right? The alchemists of the state. What would his old friend think to say to him if he told her that he was trying for the state alchemist's exam instead of the regular boot camp. I'm sure you will do fine. With all that training you have had you will make it far i'm sure. His words were truthful if she wanted to just be a fighter than she would do amazingly well. He wasn't one for battle, he had other goals he wanted to help with, and he felt that getting a watch would be the way he could help. Outside of the rank it gave him, but rather the research and labs were what he wanted. The first year he had made it through the written and psychological tests, but in the application test his delivery method for his alchemy had been deemed too slow. The second year he had passed the first two portions of the test again, and came at the application part of the exam with a brand new idea, and for the most part it had worked, but the things he had created with his alchemy had quickly proven wild and uncontrollable. This third year he was sure he had everything under control. He snapped out of the memories of his shame when Aisyah told him that they hadn't been moving. He turned to look out the window, and sure enough the train hadn't even started out of the station. That is... odd. Markos got up from his seat. He opened his jacket and slotted the book inside of his uniform, but also pulled out his service revolver. Are you a good shot? I've never actually fired this thing, and I'd probably just hit myself in the foot. If your willing to act as my security detail. I'm pretty sure I can get us some information as to what is going on. It was going to be a bit of a bluff. Nothing super illegal, He didn't really have any rank as of yet, but he had the uniform, and some minor powers to act as Marshal if he believed that there was any danger to himself or others.