03-12-2012, 04:00 AM
Letting out a small grunt of pain his stomach came into contact with the table that was situated in the middle of the kitchen. The wood was cold on his stomach and he found himself shivering. He let out another yelp of pain, which turned into a whimper when he felt the other begin to pull out some of his feathers. He sucked in air as he felt the other begin to push the needle and thread into his skin. He knew that it was probably another one of his mind trip punishments to not use any form of numbing agent when doing this. As he continued to squirm on the table a little bit he suddenly stopped as he was reminded of the 'nightly activities' that had transpired the previous night. He put his head down though on the table and closed his eyes when he heard the other say that he wouldn't hesitate to use the two of them against each other. "It's not like we were in love. It just happened. We were paired together by the elders, and then it just sort of happened," he said semi bitterly.
It was true the elders controlled everything in his life since he would become a Seraph angel himself. A Seraph angel needed to be constantly controlled and kept happy since their magic ran off of their emotions and the purity of their soul, though at this point he figured they wouldn't want him back because he was 'tainted' as Merrick so lovingly put it.
Sage hissed a little bit as he brought his leg closer to his body. The hellhound was smart, eerily oddly smart, but smart. He would need to find another way to break free. Glancing around he noticed that there was very little for him to use to get away. He let out a huff. He would need to get out of this situation and pray that he would be put somewhere where he would be able to escape.
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