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Kaylee Frye ([info]fixedallshiny) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-29 16:21:00

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Entry tags:active, arrival, day seven, kaylee frye

Who: Kaylee and OTA
When: Day Seven, daytime
What: Arrival!
Where: Ze City
Rating: PG-13ish? Warning: Very distressed Kaylee.
Status: Incomplete

"There's-There's nobody can help me." The man wasn't supposed to be able to get on, the Cap'n was supposed to be there to protect her, this all wasn't supposed to be happening. It didn't make sense. Kaylee tried to be strong, she tried, but she was just so confused, and scared. She didn't want to be raped, she didn't, and she was pretty sure he wouldn't stop at that if he got angry enough.

She whimpered as she turned around, not able to hold back the tears as he tied her up. She was so weak, why was she so weak? And why wasn't anybody coming for her?

His breath was against her ear and she could feel him holding her, smell his breath. It was disgusting. She was going to die if she didn't, raped, hurt...She had to tell him, she couldn't...Kaylee gave a sob as she let out where River was, hoping, praying that River wasn't where she should be.

"Oh please Simon please don't be mad," She whispered, tied with her hands behind her back and her ankles strapped together, on her side on the floor and murmuring little prayers and pleading for forgiveness from the darkness. But nobody was there, nobody was coming. She closed her eyes, taking a shaky breath. She couldn't move, she couldn't think, there wasn't anything she could do.

When Kaylee opened her eyes, she immediately squinted them closed again. It was bright, far too bright. She shifted slightly and then looked, realizing the ground wasn't the engine room floor, but that she was on a street. She glanced around, best she could, seeing buildings. "C-Cap'n? ...Simon? River? ...Mr. Scary Red Suit Man?"



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[info]this_land
2009-05-10 12:05 am UTC (link)
Wash had been wondering all morning in hopes of making some sense out of this situation. Only, yesterday had he woken up after getting a rather nasty bump on the head to learn he had been magically kidnapped to come live in a far off magical place. Places like this, the kind of stories always had beautiful women, thousands of riches rip for the taking, or at the very least some good food. So far, Wash had found none of those things -- not that he wanted the beautiful women. They'd be nice to look at, but he had a very nice woman of his own to fondle, and just thinking of Zoe made Wash miss her even more.

It was frustrating for the pilot, especially when it seemed Simon and River had been brought here as well. Maybe she and the others were out here? With nothing else to do, he had to look or else he'd never be sure.

Wash's eyes went as big as saucer's when he saw Kaylee's familiar figure sitting on the street, and a wave of worry hit him when he saw she was tried up. "Kaylee! Dung ee-miao!"

He ran quickly up behind her, and begun to undo the bonds that had her tied up. Questions could come in a second, making sure she was ok was the first.

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