xena (ex_manyskill100) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-08-30 14:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dropped, 2032 08, sir didymus, xena |
RP: Rage. Lots of it.
Characters: Xena and Open.
Time/Date: August 30, late afternoon.
Location: Lobby (whichever part of it that has a TV).
Warnings/Rating: I'll say R, for girlsex and mentions of other sexual activities. And for Xena's freakout at the end - there's violence and mentions of even more violence.
Summary: Viewing a program on that box that lights up that says 'Xena and Gabrielle'. And then smashing the box in question to bits.
Status: Ongoing.
Xena hadn't noticed what was on the network until she was coming in from outside. She'd been spending a lot of time training, albeit against invisible enemies; you never knew when you'd need to defend yourself. Even after the reavers, there could be far worse, and there was no way she was going to let anyone catch her at less than her best. It didn't matter that she was antsy and uncomfortable without Gabrielle, that every day without her was like having a sword stuck under her ribs and twisted. She was a big girl. She could make it.
But then she'd read what people were talking about, and it gave her pause. They could show that on these things, too? So she paused in the lobby, picked up the click-thingy, and turned on the box. It took her a minute to figure out how to bring up the menu, and when she did, she almost dropped the remote.
There was a selection that said 'Xena and Gabrielle'.
What were they showing?
Swallowing hard, Xena pressed the button for that one, and stared at the scene that unfolded.
Gabrielle's face, so beautiful and soft in the firelight. She was so young, so much younger than Xena. Still just a kid. Xena felt a horrible pang of guilt as she watched herself touch the blonde's cheek gently, brushing a thumb over her lower lip. Gods. She'd really been taking advantage of Gabrielle. Just using her. Gabrielle had been - and was still - too young for this. Too young to even really know what she wanted, and Xena had come in and done... This to her.
I've never done this before, Gabrielle whispered onscreen. And Xena watched herself say softly back, Don't be afraid, Gabrielle. And then... Xena had to shut her eyes as she saw herself kiss Gabrielle.
But she made herself open her eyes again, even in the face of the roiling guilt and disgust inside. Gnawing on her lower lip, she stared at the images in front of her. Herself, undressing Gabrielle. Kissing her, making love to her. Her grip tightened on the remote as her guilt slowly gave way to anger. Every camera angle was designed to expose them both, but, it seemed, Gabrielle especially. So soft and pale, beautiful and untouched. How dare these people do this? How dare they?
They could do what they wanted, to her. They could have shown her in a threesome with two centaurs and she might not have complained. But to do this to Gabrielle - the sweetest, the kindest, the most innocent...
She'd kill them.
She'd kill them.
Xena wound one arm back, and with a roar of rage, sent the click-thing flying. It smashed the front of the box in a spectacular display of sparks and shattering glass. Not satisfied with just breaking it, she grabbed the box, heedless of its weight and now-ripped wires, and brought it down against the floor. The box crumpled under the force, and she brought it smashing down again and again, listening to the material crack and twist.
When it was finally unrecognizable, she pitched it across the room, letting it it the far wall and then drop to the floor. She'd find the bastards who'd done this to Gabrielle and kill them all. Strangle them. Beat them. Nail them up on crosses and crush every bone in their legs before leaving them to die a gruesome, horrific death in a hell of their own making.
There was only one word left in her mind: kill.