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Felix Gaeta (didwhaticould) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-08-03 20:46:00

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damon salvatore, felix gaeta, jack harkness, kitty pryde (aoa), martha jones, nico di angelo, yuuki kuran

Day 387 - Open Action
[Around the Dome]

[The worst thing about this prison—besides, obviously, being stuck in a universe without all of his friends and family—is all of the free time. Felix likes working. Loves it, in fact, and the lack of time that he devotes to having fun has made him the butt of any number of jokes on the Sphaira, not that he cares. He's excellent at what he does, and his recent promotion to captain makes all of the crap he gets from his peers worthwhile. Who needs friends when you can have inferiors?

Except he hasn't entirely bought into that and, without work to do and jerks to feel superior to, MarinaNova is getting kind of lonely. He's met a few people, sure, but what he needs to do is get out there and try to have fun. Fun people attract company, and he'd like company.

And so Felix, armed with a camera, spends a good part of the day taking a leisurely stroll through the dome's streets and parks. Wandering around and pausing to snap the occasional photo might not be the kind of madcap adventure that his peers at home might find amusing, but it's different enough from work to make him think that it falls within the realm of fun. As long as he's enjoying himself, it feels like it must count.

And he is enjoying himself. Photography was one of his many hobbies before he devoted himself to science and the Colonial Fleet. He doesn't know if he's any good at it, but there's something satisfying about looking for exciting angles and plays of light and trying to frame things just so. Although Felix focuses on architecture (another interest that fell by the wayside), he does try to get the odd inmate into his shots.]

I'm sorry, but could you hold still for a moment?

[Lyrical]

[Evening—or what passes as evening in an underwater dome where days are delineated by dimming and brightening artificial light—sets and Felix has tasked himself with finding a new kind of fun. This workless wasteland has presented him with an unparalleled opportunity to explore all of the hobbies that he stopped having time for at home. Hobbies like singing.

And that is why he is at Lyrical. Felix has skipped the drinking part of the karaoke bar (he'd like to keep his wits about him while he's enjoying himself) and is going through the selection of songs to find something he knows. Singing in front of strangers is fun, right? Right?

He might need encouragement.]

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	didwhaticould 2016-08-05 01:46 pm UTC (link)
	[Felix doesn't know Martha well at all, but he has to assume she's joking.] I'm sure that's not true. You don't mind, do you? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notrosesshadow 2016-08-05 05:09 pm UTC (link)
	Try it and see. [She strikes a pose sure to look amazing considering the skin tight clothing and her perfectly smooth arms. No scars to be seen. He can probably see her in the viewfinder of the camera fine. But when the actual picture is developed... no Martha.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

didwhaticould
2016-08-05 06:06 pm UTC (link)

Thanks. [He smiles and takes his time lining up a shot. She does look amazing and he'd like to try to do her justice. When he looks at the screen to inspect the result, however, there's no Martha.]

What...? [Felix looks from her to the camera, puzzled. Not alarmed, though—this is an odd place full of odd people. Inquisitively:] You knew you wouldn't show up in the picture. What are you?

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	notrosesshadow 2016-08-07 02:32 pm UTC (link)
	Oh you're quick. Quicker than most of the others have been. [Martha's chuckle carries a sinister note to it.] As for what I am... well... I suppose what I am is hungry. [She lets her face shift.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	didwhaticould 2016-08-07 04:28 pm UTC (link)
	[There's nothing like the implication that someone is going to eat you accompanied by the appearance of pointy teeth to transform curiosity into fear. Because he isn't much of a fighter or inclined to be an easy meal, he immediately takes off at a dead run.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	I'm sorry. I laughed when I read this. notrosesshadow 2016-08-07 08:59 pm UTC (link)
	[Martha sighed.] Always with the running. [Then she raises her voice to call after him.] That's all right. I'll give you a head start. It's more fun that way. [Giving chase is fun, and the fear always makes them taste better.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	No need to be sorry! didwhaticould 2016-08-07 09:13 pm UTC (link)
	[Oh, and how many people just hold still and let Martha tear their throats out? Felix is trying to think of a logical place to run but all he can come up with is away and fast. Martha's taunt makes him try to go all the faster even though he has a feeling it's not going to be enough.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notrosesshadow 2016-08-07 10:34 pm UTC (link)
	[Martha laughs as she starts after him.] Feeeeelix! [She almost sings his name as she gives chase. Martha toys with him too. Letting him get a decent lead before closing the gap. Finally, she's had enough though and she pounces, leaping towards him with intent of tackling him to the ground.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

didwhaticould
2016-08-07 10:56 pm UTC (link)

[There are moments where he thinks he's lost her. They never last long and then, finally, she catches him and all he can do is lash out at her blindly, everything he learned six years ago in basic training completely eluding him.

It comes obvious fairly quickly that she's stronger and nothing short of a miracle is going to help him overcome her. That doesn't keep him from trying.]

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notrosesshadow
2016-08-07 11:37 pm UTC (link)

Felix! Felix! [She croons his name as she defends his attacks.] I'm not going to kill you.

[She straddles him, sitting on his abdomen and pinning his arms down with her left. Her right she uses to stroke his cheek, her skin cold to the touch. Not the way it would have felt in the pleasure prison.]

How could I possibly kill you after all the fun we had a few days ago? No luv. I just want a taste. That's all, just a taste.

[Lies. Well, maybe the killing bit is true. She'll try not to.]

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didwhaticould
2016-08-08 12:15 am UTC (link)

[This is a lot less sexy than their fun and spontaneous romp in the pleasure prison (which this Felix remembers fondly, if hazily), and really, the teeth and the chasing make her promise not to kill him singularly unconvincing. He shudders and stops struggling against her.]

You don't want that, Martha. [A few years in a position of command help him keep his voice steady even though he's terrified and keeps forgetting to breathe.] Just let me go.

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notrosesshadow
2016-08-08 11:31 am UTC (link)

Oh sweetie! I can't just let you go. Not now that I have you where I want you. It'd go against everything in my nature. Now shhhhhhhh!

[She places her index finger over his lips.]

It won't hurt much. And I'll be quick about it. Just a few pulls is all.

[She leans down and breathes on his neck, trying to get more of a rise out of him before actually sinking her fangs into the artery.]

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didwhaticould
2016-08-08 02:05 pm UTC (link)

[It turns out that there are some situations where being straddled by a beautiful woman in tight clothes isn't that much fun. Fear and a general desire to keep all of his blood in his body where it belongs prevent Felix from enjoying any aspect of this.

He doesn't fight when her teeth find his neck. It's not going to do any good.]

Please, don't... [Don't kill him, that is. It's a little late for him to discourage her from biting.]

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notrosesshadow
2016-08-08 05:01 pm UTC (link)

[She hears his please don't but all she does is tangle her fingers in his hair so she can adjust his head and drink more deeply. All the time though, she pays close attention to where he is. How much blood his heart still beats. Even though she would enjoy draining him dry, she really doesn't feel the need for the Defense Force to come after her. Or those hunters. She lets go and sits back up, licking her lips. He was weak. So weak... but still awake. For now. Martha grinned at him.]

Was that really so bad?

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didwhaticould
2016-08-08 05:53 pm UTC (link)

[By the time his body starts to tell him that he needs to try to get away again no matter how futile it will be, his limbs aren't responding to his commands. He doesn't know if it's fear, blood loss, or a bit of both. Maybe part of it is the fact that this is Martha and she's never been anything but good to him.

She sits up and he notes with a detached sort of relief that he's still alive. Numb, sure, and colder than he knows he should be, but not dead.

He can't find the energy to tell her that it was about as unpleasant as he might have anticipated.]

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notrosesshadow
2016-08-08 07:49 pm UTC (link)

[Her face shifts back to human. She strokes his cheek again, tucking a tuft of hair behind his ear almost tenderly.]

Don't worry dear. A bot will be by soon I'm sure. Likely take you to the hospital to heal. You'll be just fine, and I can come see you in a few days more.

[Her gaze fell to the camera. Martha grinned as she lifted his head to slip the strap from his neck. She brought it up to her face and framed him in the viewfinder, snapping a lovely picture of him lying there. It would be the most lovely souvenir.]

Thank you again. You taste so lovely.

[Martha leaned down to plant a kiss on his lips before rolling off him.]

I'm keeping the camera. Ta!

[She gives him one last smile before heading on her way, off to find other victims.]

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didwhaticould
2016-08-09 12:30 am UTC (link)

[He tries to protest—the deceptively gentle touches, the promise to return, the theft of his camera, this situation as a whole—but nothing is working the way it should and all that comes out is an undignified whimper.

Her lips are on his and his skin crawls. In another heartbeat, she's gone.

Felix closes his eyes and, calling on reserves of strength that he isn't sure he has (he wasn't trained for this), attempts to pull himself into a sitting position. Before his barely-responsive limbs can get him anywhere, everything tips to the side, rushes away, and disappears altogether.

Martha was right about one thing. It doesn't hurt much.]

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