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A room in the void

This is situated in a building in the middle district of the town, on the third floor and second on the right. The front door is unlocked, and looking in it's a quite large, well furnished and thoroughly unlived in flat. If you've got the right company, however, the door opens up into a completely different place...
Hawkeye

Not exactly in the flat, but somewhere extremely similar to it...

After Shrike is soundly asleep Imelda fashions a bed in the room in place of the sofa. She smiles wickedly to herself and transports Shrike over to the bed and shackles her wrists and the collar in the appropriate positions.
The Bushranger

The sleeping/unconsious Shrike squirms as her position gets changed and the sensation of the comfy chairbed is felt, but given how much she was drained it's a while longer before she starts to stir, tugging at the restraints with a soft moan...
Hawkeye

The restraints give a little, but not by much.

Imelda is sitting at a desk on the other side of the room, and glances over when Shrike makes a noise.
The Bushranger

The redhead blinks blearlily, still weak, and tries to rise - finding herself jerked back down promptly, of course, which brings her more awake with a gasp.
Hawkeye

"I should set a timer for how long you're out for. It'll give me a chance to go out to do things without missing the time you get up."
The Bushranger

"Let me guess...you like seeing me get up?" Shrike asks, weakly, but grinning as well.
Hawkeye

"No, it's awfully boring just sitting here mostly twiddling my fingers until you get up."
The Bushranger

"Ahhh. Well, I guess it can be," Shrike admits, looking Imelda over a bit.
Hawkeye

She looks a lot like Melantha, the only noticeable difference is her eyes (which now appear a lot redder than when Shrike first saw her). Surprisingly she actually a bit more...classier than the shadowcaster.
The Bushranger

"You know, your girl here seems to take after you quite a bit," Shrike observes, smirking.
Hawkeye

"Only natural for someone like me to spring up over the generations, but I haven't seen someone this special in a long while. Otherwise I would have been free much sooner."
The Bushranger

"So...it's always about the blood?"
Shrike shows no shame at her quoting Buffy.
Hawkeye

Imelda rolls her eyes "She's got a powerful demonic ancestor you dolt. Me. It's not just all about blood. Do you want everything spelled out for you?"
The Bushranger

And Shrike grins.
"Oh, I figured that out. Just wanted to see how far I could wind you up."
Hawkeye

"I can easily put you back on the wall, in quite a bit of pain."
The Bushranger

"Is it punishment if the person being punished wants it?"
Shrike raises an eyebrow, but can be visibly noted as making a note to lay off.
"I have to say though that this is a rather comfortable bed..."
Hawkeye

"If you want to remain there be a good girl and lay off the attitude."
The Bushranger

"One good girl, coming right up."
And a smirk plays across her lips.
Hawkeye

Imelda looks across at Shrike, yes she needed the energy to properly rejuvenate herself (especially over the set back earlier) but she didn't like the mouth and attitude. Well, if Shrike recovered at the way she had been doing so far it would take a much shorter amount of time than she had originally anticipated.
The Bushranger

Shrike, for her part, leans back (as best she can, being restrained as she is) and does, in fact, fall quiet, looking rather...content, one might almost say.
Hawkeye

Imelda narrows her eyes a fraction. Feeding time. She stands up and walks over towards the bed.
The Bushranger

Shrike turns her head torwards the approaching Imelda. Smiles. Also tries to squirm away.
Hawkeye

She won't have much luck at that, she ain't going nowhere fast. Imelda smiles at seeing Shrike struggle, she waves one finger at her and climbs on the bed. She sits on top of her waist, with one leg on each side of Shrike.
The Bushranger

Even Shrike isn't sure now if she's just stuggling for the sake of exciting Imelda...
"I suppose I'm not getting away, am I?" the redhead asks, even as a thrilled shiver goes through her body at the closeness of her captor.
Hawkeye

Imelda gives a satisfied smile "Hun, there wasn't a chance since you first walked in my door."
The Bushranger

"So I've come to realise."
And Shrike chuckles a bit self-depreciatingly.
As she looks Imelda over.
Hawkeye

As she looks like Melantha she's curved in all the right places "Now. Clothing. You're wearing too much." she raises a finger, with a little claw on the end "Luckily I have the right tool for the job."
The Bushranger

And this is something Shrike rather appreciates. Wink
She shivers in anticipation, biting her lip.
"Well, then, I suppose I'll be investing in new clothes at some point..." she says, looking just a tad nervous.
Hawkeye

"Correct." Imelda puts the claw at the top of Shrikes clothing and tears it down to the bottom, hopping of her waist when she gets that far.
The Bushranger

Shrike closes her eyes, and shivers at the contact.
As her clothes are ruined!
...and she's revealed to Imelda. It's clear she works out, and works on her tan, all over. And takes a good deal of pride in her body.
Hawkeye

Imelda chuckles a finger up Shrike's side, claw out so it scratches a little.
The Bushranger

This brings another small gasp from Shrike, and she shivers, flinching instinctively.
Hawkeye

Imelda chuckles, she leans down (probably giving Shrike a good view) and snakes a hand out to unlock the shackle on Shrike's right wrist.
The Bushranger

A very good view, and one Shrike enjoys very much, thank you.
And when her wrist is freed, she goes to reach around Imelda's back.


(but now, it's Terraria time)
Hawkeye

She gets a reward for that with a kiss, but only a fleeting one. Imelda whispers into Shrike's ear "Do something more...inventive with that arm."
The Bushranger

Shrike chuckles, even as she desperatly, almost subconsiously seeks more of the kiss. And lets her hand slide downwards, likely onto Imelda's rear, where she'll squeeze. Then start slowly rubbing in massage-like circles...
Hawkeye

Well what Imelda is really looking for is not appropriate for the boards so I guess I'll pull a curtain here and be done with it. When she's done with Shrike she will be drained to as much that Imelda can get away with.
The Bushranger

Indeed. Curtains for everyone! Or at least these two...

And a semi-consious, pleasantly woozy Shrike likely has a rather warped but happy grin on her face as she passes out even as the curtain rises!
Hawkeye

Some time later, after several of these sessions, Imelda leans back in a chair and half closes her eyes. She mulls over what she was going to do next.
The Bushranger

By this point, the redhead in the room is likely in a very happy place in her mind, semi-consious with a somewhat addled smile on her face.
Hawkeye

When continuity has caught up a bit...

Imelda smiles and looks across at Shrike, now she's going to see how far some of her abilities had come back. She outstretches a hand and casts a variation of energy drain on the unsuspecting red head, instead of the energy being lost into nothingness it comes back towards Imelda and surrounds her like a glowing aura.
The Bushranger

A small retcon occurs, and Shrike is now to be referred to as Dorothy (despite previous continuity having her having hated that name), as it's possible an alternate version of her from another world might appear at some point and having two Shrikes would just be totally confusing. Razz


...meanwhile, the redheaded troubleshooter raises an eyebrow, then watches in surprise as the glowing energy aura swirls from her to Imelda!
...and she pouts a bit.
"Well, that way's not nearly as much fun..."
Hawkeye

"Trust me, I can make that a lot less comfortable." she lazily turns one of her hands palm up, after a couple of seconds a little glowing ball of energy appears there "Well it's not back to it's full potential, but it's getting there."
The Bushranger

"Is that a promise, or a threat?"
Shrike smirks, and notes the ball of energy with interest.
"...oh, nifty. So I presume your power level isn't quite over nine thousand just yet."
Hawkeye

Imelda looks at Shrike/Dorothy with a hint of disdain "There are no levels to power, either you have it or you don't." she extends her arm towards the nearest wall, the little ball of energy she was gathering there turns into a sudden bright blast of energy that disintegrates most of it. Outside the room if the captive girl is watching there is an inky black abyss.
The Bushranger

"But some are more equal than others," Dorothy quips, and is indeed watching.

She falls quiet, however, upon looking into the abyss!
Hawkeye

Sometime later Imelda leans back from the scrying pool on the desk against the far wall. She hmms to herself, shakes her head and puts her chin on a palm.

Shrike should be happily coming round from a drain induced comatose.

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