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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 9, 2009 23:51:43 GMT -5
A truce was a truce, and the teen put up no fuss as he stood, following Apollo and the servant. He memorized the halls, filing the knowledge away for later.
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Post by clementine on Nov 9, 2009 23:58:16 GMT -5
The lack of struggle surprised Apollo, but he was grateful for it. While the walk to the baths wasn't long, there were a few twists and turns that put a few heads spinning, Apollo's included. The thought made the male smile slightly as the entered the sweeping baths.
There was one great steaming pool set in the middle of of the floor, shallow on one end and deep on the other. "Attend to him." He told the handful of servants in the room. "And please don't hurt them." This was said to the captive as the servants came to lead him into the pool.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 0:04:23 GMT -5
Ryker looked at the women with a frown. As if he would hurt a woman, they may be dirty Gruesomes but they were still women. He got into the water, feeling a lot better already. He got into the shallow end, dunking himself and staying under for around 2 minutes. He came up, shaking his blond hair and opening his eyes. His skin was a light, light peach color, pale white almost as the servants set about scrubbing his body.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 0:08:59 GMT -5
Apollo watched as the male bathed. Exquisite creature, even for a Radation. He was smiling softly before he felt a tug on his cloak. Apollo looked down to see another servant, a boy this time trying to timidly undress him.
"My lord, will you not bath a well?" The nervous little creature asked. Apollo patted the boy's black head and nodded silently. He waited patiently as he was undressed, clothes falling to the floor, revealing tanned golden flesh that would look rather dirty next to the Radation's paleness.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 0:15:02 GMT -5
Ryker stopped a servant just as she was getting too close to his...well you know. The noramlly irate warrior was in a relatively good mood now that he was cleaner, and his skin shinned in the light.
His eye caught something, and he turned his head to see Apollo in all of his naked glory heading towards the pool.He felt s stirring in his loins but steeled himself against it with iron reminders that this was the enemy--not a potential fuck.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 10:26:18 GMT -5
For the most part, Apollo ignored the Radation. At least, it seemed that way anyhow. Whenever he thought the prisoner wansn't looking, he would sneak a quick peek. Like now, as he waded into the pool, even though he was rather far from the man. He had no problems having a go with the enemy. Relished it even.
"Do you have a name?" Apollo said suddenly, just as he was immersed in steaming bath water. He glad that the water in the pool was continually being siphoned out, making way for fresh water. It was a nice luxury. "No one around here seems to know it."
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 15:53:33 GMT -5
Ryker looked at Apollo, an eyebrow raised. "No one around here would know it." he said with a smug smirk. He decided to give the male his codename. "They call me Viper--my rank is 3rd Private. That's all you'll get from me." he said as he made ready to leave the pool. He never did like staying in one place too long.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 17:25:48 GMT -5
It was Apollo's turn to quirk a brow. "Viper?" He questioned, tone incredulous. "Now that is not a name I would have given you." The Reaper scoffed as servants began to clean his body. He mad a mental note to find out the cad's true name later.
"Oh, and don't go anywhere." Apollo added with a wave of his hand, indicatining to the servants that "Viper" should stay near the bathing area.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 17:36:37 GMT -5
Ryker happily ignored the male from that point turning--not completly around, but enough so that the male got the point. A large tattoo of a fanged Viper adorned his pale back, blood red and baring the Division symbol of an advancing fist on his head.
He moved to the edge of the pool, propping his shakled arms up on the ledge as he watched the servants mill about. One of them reminded him of Radaa, a girl he was very close to back in the Division. She had the same flowing black hair, large silver eyes, and pouty lips.
He remembered something about Radaa telling him that her sister was undercover in Guruta, but he never believed her until now. He was almost proud. She adverted his eyes as she cast a quick glance at him and he fought off a smirk, sinking back completely under the water to grin.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 17:43:58 GMT -5
Apollo gave a graceless snort when he saw the tattoo, but said nothing. Actually, he thought the vicious thing was a turn on, something that he'd lick a path down and--wait. He stopped his mind there. No, he would not fuck the Radation. Not only was it uncouth, but it would spite his uncle to know end as the man thought Apollo was a bit of a manwhore.
Eying Viper's lithe form for a moment longer, Apollo finally turned, ignoring the man also as he too stepped from the bath. Water streamed from Apollo's musclular form as he didn't even try to censor his rather sizable manhood.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 17:50:04 GMT -5
Ryker eyes the male's form, appreciating the view. He didn't feel anything more than a slight attraction to the male--he had a lover already, and wouldn't consider the male in a hundred years. He hoisted himself quickly out of the water, muscles straining and pulling as he stood, running a hand through his dark blond hair and flipping it from his shining almost silver eyes.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 17:55:29 GMT -5
It almost was a contest of sorts. Neither cared for the other sexual, but it seemed they were trying to out do each other in way of body. At least, this was how Apollo was feeling. For some reason he had a need to show this Viper that he was a force to be reckoned with.
Apollo sighed and just shook his head, flinging water droplets everywhere. He smiled to himself in inner laughter as he was helped into his clothes, the servants doing the same for Viper.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 18:00:40 GMT -5
Ryker rose an eyebrow as the servants dried him and helped him dress. It was a bit difficult with the shackles, so he wore only pants and some strange slippers. Ryker frowned as he noticed the girl again, he wondered if he could get her alone, perhaps she could tell him how to get the hell out of here. Then he could return home to Symion and Gemeni.
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Post by clementine on Nov 10, 2009 18:08:46 GMT -5
There would be no need to bother the servants about such things. Apollo planned to get Viper out of his hair as soon a possible.
"Back to my chambers." He ordered. The servant girl the had caught Viper's eye led him back through the hallways as Apollo followed, also with the boy servant, Camilla, by his side.
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Post by praiseofblood on Nov 10, 2009 18:12:54 GMT -5
Ryker walked along peacefully, thinking calming thoughts as he followed the girl servant. His face seemed much younger after the bath, and when he wasn't scowling it could be considered almost angelic.
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