Snippet #2689803

Luna

As she peered deeper into the unwavering pool, Luna began to lean forward on her toes and the edge of the pond was moistly beating under the edge of her feet. It wasn't apparent to her in that instant that the reason it was so still was either because of the unnatural calmness of the place it resided in, or if it was the fact of something waiting below. As time slowed for her dive to continue she was now buckled nearly half way over her waste and her eyes caught it. A pin point of contact in the pond that was all the more still than the rest and as she leaned forward over the pools edge, that point broke from the surface of the water. So out came a large arm from the surface of the small pond, parting the top of the water like a great womb. A long outstretched limb with six fingers, each sharing an equal length and tipped with a viscous nail. Aside the shoulder of this form was a large head that jutted from the surface, aside from that it was hard to discern what exactly it was in all honesty. Long raven black hair slid effortlessly off from each angle, conceiling its true visage from Luna. Only leaving a large form for her to see that was both massive against her stature and painted black, like the color of the pond itself.

This revelation came to soon as she was far beyond the point of turning back from her choice, her body being committed now in its motion. Her face was just about to decide its own expression in the face of the inevitable, but as soon as she felt the weird grimace come over her features. She felt a strong arm grip around her waste and pull her away from the pond, allowing the outstretched arm to barely glance her cheek in turn as the world became a blur. The force her body felt in the intense pull was enough to draw a ragged breath from her lungs and the speed at which she was moving did not allow for much of a chance to inhale. The pond and its receding dark form slinking back into its hole are what painted her view for only a fraction of a second, before it was consumed by the sight of the forest being rushed in around her head.

The color of the trees turned from a brightened pink, into what could be seen as a deeper crimson and possessing more twisted bark than before. It was then that Luna was dropped with very little grace as the one responsible began to slowly trot past her, the momentum of their escape still carrying whoever it was in step. They were dressed in what seemed to be the same garb that many of the house maids were seen wearing, though Luna could swear it was off in some form or possibly just an older style. This outfit feature a tightly pulled corset and a shorter skirt, with only one torn and stained stocking to speak of wrapping a very feminine form. She fell to her knees breathing like she had just run a marathon for several days as she rolled onto her rear and began to pedal away from Luna slowly. She managed to get away from Luna's physical range before leaning up against a small, rocky slope. "Damn it.. how could you just jump in?..." The woman was breathing heavily still and it was easy to see why, the skin of her arms and legs that could be seen was nearly emaciated. Showing that she had gone for some time without a decent meal and it was at that time Luna noticed her face. It was almost completely covered by a heavily forged, silver mask that was missing several inches on the top and side of its left. Exposing most of the woman's face that Luna could easily see what was the source for her being saved.

The woman's one visible eye was the color of pitch, with a singular red slit passing all the way down from top to cheek. Along with the stump of what seemed to be a broken horn protruding from the side of her head, just above the ear. On the other side the horn was intact, indicating a form of lower demonic heritage as the horns bore a goat like curving. It seemed something had tried to take her head off at one point and was only able to acquire what little it could. "You're lucking I was following you since you entered the grove..." She added, with her speech still being broken at times with heavy breaths.

Nadiya

As Kenner watched on in anticipation for anymore questions to come forth, he did spot Nadiya approach. While the other newer slaves were buys glancing back between one another with the same uncertain look that he had seen many, countless faces share in the past. She was at least calm and collected when she walked up near the mound. From what he had read about her, she would be a rather straight forward girl to tend for and raise into the family. However a smirk did form on his face as the idea of her breaking mold and going against the norm came to mind. He looked on and knelt slightly as she reached her head up, raising her chin and he could almost hear her make a overly audible swallowing noise to clear her throat.

She asked if it were possible for her and him to have a quick word together, as so the other slaves would not hear the two of them. He gave the thought of it some time before lightly nodding to agree and he motioned for Chlorra to move out and begin the daily activities. To which the masked woman motioned for all of the others to gather near her and several guards in response.

"Its okay Nadiya, they are just going on their way through the house to see everything they need to know."

The truth of his words shined easily when all of them were slowly lead out of the room and than down the hall from which they came