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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 21:01:49 GMT -5
Analisia had rushed away from her meeting with her pack, happy that she had the chance to return, even if it came with a nearly impossible mission.
She had to find Yeszlin.
Couldn't be too hard, could it? There was only the entire continent minus the werecat territory. Analisia scolded herself and tried to think positive thoughts. "Positive, positive..." She said as she ran to the first place she could think of. Of course it was Issilt, if she went there, she could get the chance to talk to Ashemir, see if he had any idea about it. After all, Travis had brought up the fact that vampires were using perfume to hide thier scent and smell like were's , and the first person she had noticed doing that was Ashemir. She ran over the country as fast as she could, still taking quite a while.
She had remembered that he said he was staying here, for the time being at least, and she could remember the scent he wore when she had last seen him. It wouldnt be that hard to track considering it was the dry season. She sat in the fountain square, looking like an idiot and sniffing the air. Finally catching the slightest drift of the orange blossom perfume. She followed it, realizing that it took her in a large circle as she walked forward.
"He must have thought someone was following him," she said to herself, starting to feel suspicious, coming down from her positive thoughts. She was getting a few dark thoughts, tried to shake them off and fail. "Well he is a vampire, of course he would think someone followed him.. Especially after seeing Zephyr again." She told herself quietly, biting at her lip. Finally she neared a house that was covered with his scent. And a few others. She opened the door quietly, to discover that there were distinct vampire smells in here, much different from Ashemir's. Curling her nose, she started to poke around, cringing at the sound of a vase crashing against the floor as she bumped into a table.
"Crap..."
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 21:14:26 GMT -5
As sound proof as it was down here, Yeszlin still hard the tell-tale sound of something breaking above her. She lifted her head, her blond hair swirling as she stood and turned at the same time. She walked to the end of her chains and looked as far up the stairs as she could, but it wasn't far enough to see anything but darkness. Well, she might as well try to make sound, even though Seriah had warned her this place was sound proof and nothing could be heard above her if she screamed. She gave a deep howl, which wasn't a strong as she would have hoped, before she started yelling, panic building in her chest as she did. "Down here!" she screamed, her voice breaking and causing her to cough for a moment. "Down here, please, I'm down here!"
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 21:18:51 GMT -5
Analisia was still cursing at herself for breaking the vase as she headed towards a door. She could smell something, it was faint, but it smelled of ash and smoke. An obvious werewolf smell. Her nose twitching, Analisia crept further towards the door, shifting into her wolf form to help her senses sharpen. She sniffed the edge of the door, then jumped back as she heard a sound. She gave a low growl, she hadnt been able to hear what the sound was, just heard something. Pushing at the door slightly, Analisia realized it was locked. She started to scratch at it, trying to make enough noise to see if whomever or whatever was behind it would react.
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 21:22:47 GMT -5
That she could hear. Yeszlin became more frantic at the sound of scratching at the door. "Down here!" she yelled again. "Whoever you are, open the door!" She tugged on the silver chains wanting nothing more than to be free of them, to shift and be her wild self. She wanted to run and read her books. She wanted to see Harrier and her packmates again... Tears began to well in her eyes as she pulled against the chains, which gave no more than they had before. She was pulling hard enough that it hurt and yet she didn't stop. "Open the door!"
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 21:29:56 GMT -5
Analisia could hear the crying out, it was not distinct, but definitely a human voice. Shifting back to her human form, Analisia got out one of her knives and looked at the lock. She wouldnt be able to pick it, but she had another idea. She placed the tip of her dagger in the crevice between two of the wooden planks of the door. Placing the palm of her other hand against the hilt, she shoved as hard as she could, getting a large crack as a reward.
The wood of the door split, Analisia took out her dagger and put it away. Then looked over the mark she had made. She could see the cracks in the wood. Lifting her foot, she aimed for the spot and kicked as hard as she could, opening the split even larger. Now she was able to reach her hand in and rip out chunks of the wood. She didnt want to be stupid and let something dangerous out, so she decided to look into the darkness instead, listening carefully.
"Hello? Anyone in here?" She called into the black. Waiting for a response. A drift in the house brought a sudden smell to her nose, and her eyes widened. It was Yeszlin.
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 21:35:44 GMT -5
Yeszlin could hear the voice of someone she once knew, long ago. A packmate she hadn't seen in moons, years even. In the darkness, she could see nothing but a sliver of light from the top of the stairs. This, in turn, brought her to pull harder against the chains, which had already rubbed her wrists raw. She looked up the stairs as far as she could again, her nose only barely catching the scent of her own blood and registering it. "I'm a werewolf!" she cried. "Yeszlin Ravella! Please, let me out of here!" She fell forward, her feet slipping on the stone of the floor. And there she stayed, a sobbing ball that was completely worn and driven nearly insane in the silence and darkness of the basement dungeon.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 21:40:44 GMT -5
Analisia heard the voice and jumped back, starting to slam her body into the door until it shattered. She pushed her way through the broken door, her arms being scratched and torn as she rushed through. She ran down the stairs towards Yeszlin. Her heart nearly breaking at the sight of her packmate curled into a ball and sobbing. She leaned down to look her over, catching sight of the silver around her wrists. "Yeszlin, please yeszlin hush. I am here, I am going to help you. And when we get you out of here I will take you back to the pack."
Analisia's nose twitched at the coppery scent of blood, and she took a closer look at the chains keeping Yeszlin where she was. She couldn't break the chains, they would affect her just like they were Yeszlin. She moved back to look at Yeszlin's face, eyeing the wounds and bruises. "I have to go upstairs quickly, but I promise that I will be back. I promise, I need to find the key for your chains, or else I wont be able to get you out of here, and if I cant find the key, we will have to think of another way to deal with it..."
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 21:48:22 GMT -5
Yeszlin lifted her eyes to look at Analisia. Home? To the pack? How long had it even been since she'd been taken? She didn't know but the idea of being out of here made the tears flow faster from her eyes. Her packmate said she had to leave her again and panic welled up so fast that she scrambled to get up enough to hold Ana there by anything she could grab. "N-no, don't leave m-me again!" she cried, looking at the other werewolf's face. "I can't stand this darkness and the silence... It's maddening! Don't leave me!" She broke down into a fit of choking sobs, her arms wrapped tightly around Ana and her face buried in the other's chest. "Don't leave me..."
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 21:55:15 GMT -5
Analisia was surprised when Yeszlin cried out and grabbed onto her. She patted her packmate's head and started to hum a lullyby.
"I wont leave, but that means that we need to find another way to get you out of those chains... they are just silver right?" she asked, eyeing them again. If they were pure silver, she might be able to make it break... Analisia took a moment to think as she hummed to Yeszlin, running her fingers through the long blonde hair.
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 22:03:47 GMT -5
It took awhile of Analisia's humming before Yeszlin finally calmed down. She released her packmate and leaned away, sitting with her knees bent and her arms wrapped around them. She was almost certain these chains were pure silver, which was what Ana asked. "I think they're silver," she answered quietly, staring at the light from the stairway. She glanced at Ana, bright blue eyes full of fear and worry. "How are you going to get them off me if they're silver? It'll weaken you too, right?"
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 22:07:40 GMT -5
Analisia looked down at Yeszlin, then at the cuffs. "I think that if I can find a weapon a little bigger than my daggers, but the same strength of steel... I can cut them off. Or widen them enough to let you wriggle out. But it would be risky, I would have to fit the object inside of the clamp... which is right against your wrist. But it would mean I have to leave." She talked slowly, making sure not to startle Yeszlin in anyway. She didnt want another break down. The motherly instincts in her were starting to kick in. She moved slightly away from Yeszlin. "If I keep talking to you, will you be ok?"
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 30, 2011 22:10:32 GMT -5
"If you're fast, I'll be okay," Yeszlin answered, blinking slowly. "I've been in the dark too long..." She looked away and hid her face behind her knees, rocking slightly to keep herself occupied. If Analisia were quick to find another tool to free her, Yeszlin knew she could deal with being alone. "Hurry..." she whispered, letting her hair fall around her head and hide her face.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 30, 2011 22:16:47 GMT -5
Analisia sprinted out of the room the moment Yeszlin said she would be ok. She jolted up the stairs and into the main rooms. Throwing things around in an attempt to find a bar or sword or staff.. anything to get the cuffs off of Yezslin. "I will keep talking to you. Do you know who put you down here? I am sure that the pack will want to know...."
Analisia cringed to herself. She knew one of the men who was here... the one she thought of as her friend. What if Ashemir had known about Yezslin, or worse... what if he had been apart of her kidnapping.
Analisia shook her head as if to make herself believe that he couldnt, he wouldnt, not so long as she was his friend. Finally she walked over to the armior that was near the front of the house, tearing it open. It seemed to be a weapons closet because there was a mace hanging off the front door. Sifting through some of the objects, Analisia grabbed a sword and a short staff that seemed to be made of metal. She ran back down to the basement and walked over to Yeszlin. Holding out what she had.
"Are you ready for this?" She asked holding the sword near the cuff on her right hand.
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Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Mar 31, 2011 8:35:34 GMT -5
Yeszlin lifted her eyes and looked at what Analisia had brought. There was a small blossom of hope in her chest as she lowered her hand. She didn't answer verbally, merely nodded her head and watched. She didn't think she had the energy to talk anymore, not with all the screaming and yelling she'd done moments before. She blinked slowly and waited for her packmate to start the attempt to free her.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Mar 31, 2011 14:13:15 GMT -5
Analisia nodded to Yeszlin, then pushed the sword in slowly, trying to make sure not to cut her wrists. She knew the dangers of a cut wrist, if it were deep enough, and she figured the Ambassador would need the use of her hands. She got the sword in about halfway to the hilt, giving her enough room for leverage. Taking ahold of the cuff in one hand, she shivered feeling it drain her strength. She let go, then got out her dagger, placing it behind the sword in the cuff.
Turning away from Yeszlin, she pushed against both sword and dagger simutaniously. That way the metal would be stretched out instead of just twisting Yeszlin's wrist. She could feel the bend in the metal, and hoped it would be enough to slip Yeszlin's wrist through, since it was obvious that she wouldnt be able to break it completely.She continued to push until she felt the sword slip. Stopping instantly, she pulled out the sword and checked Yeszlin for injuries. Just in case.
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