Snippet #2518646

And the nightmare begins again... Aodhán mused in his mind as he stared up at the ceiling. Well, more like staring at the flashing bulb above his head. When he came out of his moment's stupor, he blinked and looked away. Black spots covered his vision and he shook his head trying to clear it. It was hard enough to see in the darkness around him without self imposed blindness. He needed his wits about him after all. The monster was at the door and he needed to be wide awake and wary if he was going to find some clue; some small crumb of a hint that would indicate how he and the rest of the people here could get out. He may not like the others too much now, but he knew he was going to have to rely on them and them on him if they had a chance. Besides, they were what their jailor had made them; broken and weak. How could he condemn them for that when he felt his own strength wane at times?

Aodhán sighed and looked up with eyes of emerald fire. He refused to let his jailor win. He was going to get out and he'd see this monster pay. He wasn't going to play by the man's rules. He got out of his tiny little makeshift bed lazily. He let the tattered blanket fall from his shoulders as if nothing worldly mattered. Aodhán figured the man wanted him and the others to submit, to show that he had won, that he owned them. Aodhán wouldn't give him the satisfaction. He leaned against his door frame and crossed his arms over his chest. The door frame shadowed him; almost mocking him in his defiance. He had once made a striking figure; but now his body was losings its lean muscle in favor of the nutrients it needed to try and stay alive. His handsome face was starting to sink in and dark circles hooded his eyes. His dark silky hair now a matted mess that framed his pale cheeks. True, the only thing that hadn't changed was the fire in his eyes, but maybe soon, Tobias would own that to and have the pleasure of snuffing out the last flicker of defiance.

Aodhán scanned the room as if bored with the whole situation. In reality, he was calculating. Lauren was out of her room, watching and waiting; Marc was still in his room, but that wasn't new. Marc was so broken, so terrified of Tobias. He wouldn't dare come out if Tobias was in the basement. And there was Danity; trying so hard to suck up to the monster which meant he had been the last to arrive. He felt queasy at the sight of Danity ravaging the bread. Or maybe it was his own hunger that gnawed at his insides. Didn't Danity see that she wasn't going to escape by playing nice with the man? She wasn't going to get out this way. He was just going to break her that much easier. The only thing that Tobias allowed to wander out of the room was Jepetto. Whatever Jepetto was, it wasn't human anymore. There was no reasoning with it. And speak of the devil; Jepetto was here to. He didn't often see Jepetto and Tobias in the basement at the same time. This wasn't good news.

Well, he had a couple of options. He could stay quiet and just observe what was going happen now that all the players had arrived. He could play nice and do what Tobias wanted and fight Danity to get the bread from her so he could give some to Lauren and Marc. He could also simply fight Danity to get the bread and feed himself the way Danity did now. Or, he could be himself and get a rise out their puppet master. If he did the later, he might get some pain for his award. At least it mean the man's attention didn't fall on his other three house mates and he might get dragged out of the room where he had a better chance of escape. Hell, Tobias might eventually kill him if he got him angry enough and that would be a release in and of itself. Tobias would have lost him.

Aodhán turned his gaze back to Tobias then and his eyes narrowed on the man. His stomach growled, but he paid no mind to it for the moment. "Well, well, his lordship has arrived. What an honor, your grace. What could your humble servants have done to warrant your appearance?" he asked sarcastically and barely glanced at Jepetto. He was playing a bigger gamble with that creature here, but maybe he'd find a way to rip out the damn things heart and destroy it for good.