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Brynn♥Desireé (desiree_extacy_) wrote in athinblackline,
@ 2009-01-12 23:21:00

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Who: Brynn OT Aidrian and OTA anyone else in the hall
When: Evening Jan 12th
Where: Just outside of the breeding area
What: Brynn has an encounter with a visiting human, on accident?
Notes: Rated R for violence, sexual situations, and rape. Read with caution.

It had been a long day and Brynn was tired. The breeding sector had been using her almost daily for at least three hours each day. She was sore and had some kind of crunchy crap still stuck in her hair. She walked slowly down the busy hallway. People were coming back from dinner, some heading back out to the carnival and others turning in for the night. She smiled to herself, hoping that no real children had been fostered that day, knowing that the mix she had created would draw people to each other and not really allow them to reproduce. Thankfully no one had realized that pregnancy was controlled by pheromones just yet, and thus couldn't prove her actions as being responsible or not. The smile faded as she heard foot falls file in behind her.

"Excuse me, miss?" She knew that voice. It was one of her regulars who was now walking downwind of her, the sounds of his clothing rustling over come by the sounds of his guards movement. She turned, pivoting on her outside heel to pull herself a little more to the side of his direction. "Why, hello, Stranger." She smiled, though still tired and bored of these humans and their neediness. He smiled back and leaned forward a bit, getting into her face. "I'm looking forward to our meeting." She walked backwards, moving her hair from her face with one hand, attempting to get away from him. "That's soon enough. Perhaps we should wait to discuss things until then, hm?"

For a moment, his vision sharpened onto her. That was when she realized her fatal flaw. She was walking up wind. In the moment that she connected the dots was the same moment the weaker human reached for her. His grip was like a vise as he threw her hard backwards, and she tripped on her gown, falling to the floor. Her head made a loud thump as it bounced off the tile and stone beneath her. He was on her after that, the sound of cloth being ripped bring her out of her dazed confusion. She could feel his hands on her body, but nothing prepared her for the absolute violation of him shoving himself deep inside of her. The searing pain forced a loud scream from her lips and she started lashing out, wild terror clear in her eyes. Her fingers bent nails toward his face, aiming for the eyes that bore down into her own. His mouth hung open as her pheromones worked through her system, enough of them left over to power the human through his own tormented and sick fantasies in which she was his alone. "You won't get away this time, you little bitch." It was the only sentence, repeated over and over as he kept moving atop her form, holding her smaller frame down with ease.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-13 08:01 pm UTC (link)

Aidrian had a bit of free time and gone looking for Brynn. Most didn't realize how sensitive his hearing was and didn't bother to talk softly if they thought they were out of range. He'd heard she'd be in the breeding area a lot lately so he'd wandered that way. He hadn't seen her yet but his stomach twisted with a surge of panic that wasn't his just as he thought he heard her voice. The surge hadn't even settled when he heard the scream. Fear and pain blended together created a sound like that and he was moving without a conscious thought, the stallion's protective herd instinct kicking in.

He rounded the corner to see a male matching the cruel voice he'd heard pinning Brynn to the floor. Her scent was soaked with fear, the male's with arousal. The first instinct in danger was to send mares away from danger, to lead danger away from them himself. But Brynn was already cornered and it was too late. Even as the thoughts crossed his mind, the shift started, instinct picking the form that was his other half. Muscle and bone shifted, lengthened, and rearranged. He could feel the changes with a sensation that seemed like it should be pain but wasn't really.

His hooves clattered on the floor, the ceiling much closer now that he was horse instead of human. Ears pinned flat against his head, he charged them, sliding to a stop without hitting them to avoid hurting Brynn. He couldn't rear fully without hitting the ceiling, so he settled for a neighing a piercing challenge and pawing angrily at the floor. If the male didn't get away from his mare with the warning, he'd be moved.

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shygod
2009-01-14 07:32 pm UTC (link)

Shy was enjoying his last few hours of free time, he would be heading back to the security center in the morning, so he and Computer were chatting, silently of course, talking about the stars, murders and new patterns for origami folding, their usual discussion topics. All of the humor drained from Computer's voice suddenly as he flagged something to Shy's attention. Three security camera images pulled to the forefront of Shy's mind, focusing around two organics on the ground, a third quickly approaching. The third had to be a mutant as it was shifting, Shy's brows knitting together as he watched.

This looks like trouble, Computer said, soft concern in its voice.

Shy frowned and watched more closely. He knew what sex was, the youth basically existed on the Internet, he could not help but not know what it was. That said, he was still rather confused by it and some of the more... strange things which existed about it on the Internet had only worked to confuse him further. They were near the breeding center, perhaps this was some strange kind of exhibitionist behavior that some organics partook in?

Shouldn't you raise an alarm? Computer pressed again.

Silence. Unsure. Shy scolded as he continued to watch, pressing his thumb to his lower lip. If things appeared to get out of control, he would raise the alarm in less time than it took to blink an eye. Anyone who was at all educated or even halfway worldly would recognize this was not at all a consensual sexual encounter, but Shy was quite protected, sheltered within his little cocoon in Revolve and was thus quite lost as to what was playing out before him. Organics had always confused him, this was honestly just another piece to a very confusing puzzle he was attempting to put together without a reference picture to guide him, it fascinated him just as much as it confused him.

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desiree_extacy_
2009-01-15 12:37 am UTC (link)

Brynn heard something that sounded like hooves, then the angry noise of one pissed off stallion rang through the air. She couldn't do anything about it, knowing full well that if Aidrian decided to act, he could kill the man just as easily as the man could throw her across the room. Her mind whirled, spiraling into itself, and her thoughts slowly started to disconnect from each other. All she could feel after a while was a searing pain in between her legs where the man kept thrusting, and she whimpered, tears leaking out of her eyes as he grabbed both of her hands in one of his. His face was set to a leer as he continued, his pleasure mounting slowly, the near by horse not breaking his concentration. The human's guards shifted, pointing guns at the new mutant attempting to bother their charge. The guns shot out tranquilizers, round after round, the stupid men assuming that it would stop the larger black stallion from whatever he was deciding to do. One of them managed to get on a phone line to call in further security in case the animal became a problem before addressing the creature. "You're going to have to step back or we will fire." His timing was off entirely, but he was attempting to give the mutant a chance. Their boss, however, was still moving, completely ignoring the process behind him, too lost in the left over pheromones of the girl he had been wanting for at least a week straight. He closed his eyes, moaning loudly, any worry of discretion completely lost in sensation and the mounting oblivion he would soon find in her body. Brynn's face contorted into a mask of pain, the previous burning starting to shift into a full on tearing on the inside. Blood started to well from her body but she could neither struggle or close her legs. She opened her eyes, seeking Aidrian's, a silent plea in their depths. Save me or kill me.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-15 01:20 am UTC (link)

Aidrian tossed his head, some of the darts skidding harmlessly across his body, others finding their mark. He yanked the ones he could reach out with his teeth and screamed another challenge. The warning was evident in the words coming from the guard's mouth but he didn't try to separate the words. They were meaningless in the face of Brynn's pain and fear. The scent of blood pricked the stallion's instincts further and he grabbed the male's shirt in his teeth and yanked, upsetting the bastard's balance. All that mattered was getting the threat away from her.

When the yank didn't dislodge the man enough, the shirt ripping instead, Aidrian tried another option. Stepping backwards, his swung his hindquarters around and kicked, making sure to aim high so his hooves wouldn't clip Brynn by accident. A good portion of his thousand plus pound weight was behind the hooves and the bastard flew off of Brynn and landed close to the wall, the sound of bones snapping audible. Aidrian wanted to take Brynn and run somewhere safe, but that instinct was not an option. There was no place safe to go, so he would fight.

Ears still pinned flat in fury, he lunged past her and cornered the male groaning against the wall. Finally the bastard seemed to realize he was in trouble and tried to scramble away. But sharp hooves blocked every attempt made. Anyone who came close to help the fool had a powerful kick sent their way as well. Aidrian half-reared, bringing his weight down repeatedly on various parts of the male's body. Bone snapped and screams filled the air. There were more stings of darts digging into his flesh but they weren't enough to slow him. With a final angry snort, he lashed out once more with both front hooves and the screams were abruptly cut off.

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shygod
2009-01-15 01:40 am UTC (link)

Alarm now, perhaps? Computer taunted Shy as they both watched the scene unfold. It was terrifying and fascinating at the same time, and Shy was a bit overwhelmed. He really was a sheltered youth, he did not watch the fights and had only really been in one, which was nothing more than a light practice round in which he had freaked out and accidentally damaged his sparring partner. Since then he had not only not fought, but gone far out of his way to avoid all the violence he could.

Shy sent Computer a mental glare as he watched the human be trust against a wall, but he still hesitated. Why? Because now that he had seen this play out, he was quite sure that the man had been in the wrong, and Shy did not like people who were abusive, to mutants, humans or computers. So he allowed the big horse a few moments to pound out some revenge before he raised the alarms. Sirens blaring, he gave a mental sigh and lowered his eyes.

Why the delay? Computer asked, a hint of excitement in the friendly mental voice. Could it be that the ice prince actually had a heart? Shy did not answer however, he actually went so far as to put up a wall between himself and Computer so he could think all this over. Leaning his chin upon his knees he watched the rest of the scene play out, now that he had done his part. There was something about this scene that disturbed him on a very very deep level, and he could not quite figure out why.

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desiree_extacy_
2009-01-15 02:41 pm UTC (link)

Brynn felt the man leave her side, felt his sudden withdrawl and managed to roll over, scrambling to the side and huddled herself against the wall. She didn't cover her eyes, but sobbed in depth as she watched the darkened stallion slowly kill the man who had done this to her. Tears fell one after another as she watched the blood ooze from the now lifeless body. She hurt in a million places, her mind unmoving as she was going into shock. She couldn't move, couldn't think, pheromones of fear and pain moving in waves from her very form, sending the very angry guards running in a sudden onslaught of terror. She heard the alarms sound, hear the oncoming bodies in the hall, and still didn't move, her terrified gaze locked onto her now dead attacker. In the back of her head she hoped Aidrian would leave and save himself, but she could neither motion for him to do so nor speak to warn him.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-15 06:22 pm UTC (link)

Blood was splattered up his hooves, though less than there could have been since most of the injuries he'd inflicted never broke skin. His body was tensed with anger and distress, the latter picked up from Brynn. Even though he knew the pheromones were hers, being an animal with heightened sensitivity to the emotional state and arousal of others made it hard to ignore them. A horse's body was even more geared for gathering such signals than a human's, so he was more affected in this form.

Skittish despite the anger, he moved uneasily away from the body and back towards Brynn. The fear and distress twisted his insides more the closer he got to her. The alarms ringing made him flatten his ears in annoyance before pricking them forward again as he got close to Brynn's huddled form, lowering his head to nudge her with his muzzle. He could hear the footsteps of the guards as they ran away but knew that soon enough someone would get brave enough to come back to find out what happened. The alarms told him that much.

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desiree_extacy_
2009-01-16 01:01 am UTC (link)

Brynn looked up, noticing the horse's nose so very close. She reached out and patted Aidrian's thick muzzle, the hair hanging down close to her as well. It was stippled lightly in droplets of blood just like his legs and she moved away from the wall, her protector being close and helping to calm her. She could trust him. "Leave...too many people." Sentences were trouble still, the shock had kicked her where it would count. She shook her head and attempted to push him away by leaning up and shoving with what little strength she had, which, all in all wasn't effective. "Save you."

Her eyes moved across the room again, the sight of his gore ridden form twitching brought the entire thing back to her again, and tears welled up threatening to spill. It was as if she would drown in a world of water and shock. Her legs didn't want to work, and there was so much blood before her and slowly dribbling under her tussled and aching form. Her clothing was in shreds, her hair was a snarled mess, and her crying had formed long, thick, black lines where her make up had been previously. She wanted the building to fall on her. This nightmarish world had taken her over, and in that one moment of unending pain, her mind had broken under the weight of it.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-16 11:39 am UTC (link)

He wouldn't leave her. He'd failed to save one person important to him, but history did not and would not repeat itself today. Her shove against him had no effect except to make him shift his weight slightly. Ears pricked towards her to catch the words. Short sentences were fine with Aidrian, that meant less to make sense of. She wanted him to leave to avoid getting in trouble. Aidrian had the feeling he was likely already in trouble.

Instead he touched her tear-stained cheek with his nose, her distress still twisting through him. There was little he could do except comfort and guard her. Maybe they could get to the medical wing before guards came to punish him. He'd never killed a customer and wasn't entirely sure what they would do to him for it. Whether they would even care enough to realize it was in defense of another mutant to save her from what he was fairly sure was unsanctioned attention. Maybe they'd believe he was living up to the bodyguard role he usually performed.

Brynn was safe. That was what mattered, consequences be damned. There was only one thing that he could try, though the likelihood that he was either on tape or they'd recognize him later was high, but any delay was good. They'd be looking for a horse when they came here, so he'd just make sure there was no horse. Although he didn't think there was anyone else with a horse form here, at least not one easily mistaken for his. But it was the only compromise.

It only took a few moments to shift from horse to human. Luckily the change took the blood away too. If he had to shift again, his horse form would be clean as well. He knew it was dangerous to let them see a bond that they could use, but it was too late now. Instead he focused on Brynn, pulling her close. "We should be gettin' ya to the medical wing," he murmured, an Irish lilt in his speech. It came and went now that he'd been away from Ireland for so long, but never entirely disappeared and was always the strongest when he was upset.

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desiree_extacy_
2009-01-18 11:00 am UTC (link)

Brynn clutched onto Aidrian as he pulled her closer, letting him lift her into his arms. She couldn't walk, couldn't think. She just stared at the lifeless body of the man who had openly raped her. She knew she carried a strong ability, but in her wildest dreams she had never considered such a thing to be possible because of a simple mistake. She didn't respond as he pulled her from her corner, didn't speak as he whisked her off down the hall, only buried her head into his shoulder and simply continued to sob.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-20 06:23 pm UTC (link)

Aidrian was trembling faintly as he scooped her up and headed for the medical wing. Adrenaline still rushed through his veins, combining with his own fury and the distress from Brynn that twisted his stomach into knots. She was easy to carry at least, lighter than he was and having some of the stallion's strength in human form helped greatly. Her tears soaked his shoulder as they moved the hall, a salt-scented reminder of what had happened.

He heard footsteps somewhere behind them. Guards would eventually catch up and take him. As long as he got Brynn to medical first, he wouldn't fight them. He could have, like some mutants did. But that wouldn't help his secret goal. Aidrian had a decent record in terms of not causing too much trouble. Which might help him now. Assuming it mattered to either Brynn's owner or Fischer that this had been done against her will. In a place where people fought to the death for the entertainment of others, was rape still a crime?

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desiree_extacy_
2009-01-20 10:28 pm UTC (link)

The movement through the halls made a cold breeze as he walked. Her clothing was tattered and she moved and arm to pull the scraps closer to her chest, attempting to wiggle as little as possible. She had her face hidden in long strands of hair, attempting to avoid the stares of the people they passed by. Humans, and mutants alike, their eyes ogling at the blonde, and she felt her face heat in shame. "Please, faster. Get me out of here." She didn't know where they were going, but she did wanted to get away from all these people. Her voice was a whisper, but she tucked her nose under his chin, pulling herself closer and winding her arms around Aidrian's neck.

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dubh_equus
2009-01-21 07:19 pm UTC (link)

Aidrian's arms tightened around Brynn when he heard her tortured whisper. The look he gave those who stared at her abused form was cold and unfriendly. Unfortunately he had no other form that could easily carry Brynn and be more threatening to passerby. The only other form he had that could carry her at all was the stallion, but considering what she'd been through, riding was out of the question. Neither was he sure that the ceilings in the medical wing were high enough for him in that form. He'd never been there as a horse.

He increased his pace, easy enough to do when most got out of his way. Especially when they saw the guards tailing him. Another reason to pick up the pace. He wanted to get her to safety before they caught up and tried to stop him. He refused to be separated from her until he knew she was in helpful hands. Or as helpful as could be found here. All these thoughts raced through his mind as he dodged mutants and people alike.

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