Thread: Avatar [ Bear & Sugo ]

The boy was at the very least more personable than her previous companions, though he was no more easy to deal with. She found that he was at the bare minimum amused by her, a smile coming to his lips at her smart mouth and fiery attitude. She could use It to her advantage, at the least. At best, she might could exploit his weaker personality. Unlike the guards, he seemed to be a bit more sympathetic towards her. Bed me? She deigned surprise, her voice dry with sarcasm, My, you don't seem old enough to bed a woman. It was a jest against him, an insult that was nothing in comparison to what she could have said. She didn't insult again, but her tongue was at the ready to have another smart remark ready against him. His next words made her silent, not because of his anger but because of the lack of true malice that was there. She bit her lip, deciding against making another wise crack at him. Mizuki stayed silent for the rest of the trip through to the tavern, her eyes roaming about them to asess the situation fully and decide on what her best escape route possible. She followed him up to the room and watched as he drew the key. Her observation was interrupted as he tossed her quite unceremoniously into the room, her legs stumbling then giving way. She fought against the weakness in her body, her legs uncooperating at first to lift her back from the ground. As he grasped her shackles she felt a bit of excitement in her belly, not from his touch but from the possibility of freedom. She was reluctant to lift her eyes to meet his. His words made her bit of happiness due a bit, her lips turning into a scowl at the thought of disrobing in front of him. She didn't answer, but her eyes broke from his and stared down at the shackles again, feeling joy rushing back as they fell free. The first thing she did was spread her arms to their fullest extent, stretching out the muscles that had been cramped for so long. She rolled her shoulders and let out a soft sigh that was almost like one of pleasure, the relief of mobility something that made her feel like a human again. Rather than being so bold as to disrobe in front of him, she turned just a bit, working her dress off of her body slowly, her limbs still getting used to moving As the dress slid from her body, the full extent of her injuries became painfully clear. Her back was crossed with markings from whips and her side was purple and green with deep bruising. Just above her left hip bone was a healing brand that had been put there- the seal of the fire nation. Beneath the damage of her torture, it was obvious her body was quite lovely. Her skin was soft and pale and her muscles were visible beneath the skin. Her hips had a soft curve to them and her breasts were supple, large enough to cup in a hand but small enough that they wouldn't interfere in a fight or dance. Her eyes were averted from him still as she eased her panties off her body, revealing that her sex had been untouched by the men, mostly cleanly shaven and soft. Mizuki bundled her underlinens in her hand but didn't offer, her eyes finally meeting Zuko's with a challenge. I suppose that these are what you were after. She said finally, tossing the linen at his face rather than offering. Satisfied?