Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26068742-20170822035703/@comment-28929139-20170822040059

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Pandora stopped listening once Alistair insulted her. His fate was in her hands and it was well on its way to being sealed that way. He was playing dumb and trying to act like he not only didn't care about his body being torn up but even seem to enjoy it. That of course, slowly started to crumble when she heard that annoying hum coming from his lips stammer up a bit.

"Heh." She scoffed with seeing his eyes roll back. Oh yes, just as she suspected.

"Not anymore." Pandora added in response to him having some helpful modification to his stomach. "Call my old wet nurse in here. Have her bring my old leather kit."

She was pacing now as she waited and watched the man do his work, but stopped when he mentioned the name Kuramitsu. No emotion of interest would register to her face, but her mind was now spinning. Kuramitsu was an old demon from way back when. Very old. And as far as she had been taught and learned, he'd been trapped for centuries. And now he was free? Hmm. Interesting.

"Turn the wheel." Pandora spoke out immediately after Alistair declared that he just wanted to hang out. While he could not see what was going on, he'd hear the creaking wooden water wheel begin to spin, followed by the hum of a motor and soon churning water. He'd feel nothing yet, but the sound of wood, water and machinery would start to drone the otherwise silent atmosphere.

Pandora now came close to him as she used her razor sharp nails to slice into the thin film of raw meat that covered his innards. She leaned over him now, smirking a mile wide while dragging the fingers of her right hand over his exposed stomach, and before long, a sudden stab into it. If he were to glance down, he'd see that Pandora had sliced open a small hole into his stomach with one of the larger pieces of glass that had broken off when she crushed that bottle of mead earlier.

"Yes I suggest you start speaking now." She smiled at the little term of endearment he threw in while she waved over the man with the large pan filled with shit to come closer. Although repulsed by the stench, Pandora smiled, letting the sweet scent of triumph obscure her disgust. "You've had your bath, a massage and even some thought provoking conversation to try and comfort you into speaking. Perhaps a snack will help jog your memory, hmm?"

And with her offer, came a plate with a spoon.

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