[ It was more than just cold- by Niles' hand, it was also quite damp from always tossing a bucket of cold water onto him. Being in a spelled sleep during the interim, his body wasn't really getting the nutrients it needed. Which, with the blond's metabolism, seemed to mean that his health took a hit after this long a time.
However long it's really been. While Shizuo was given the concept of it only being a few days, it's really been far, far longer than that.
He definitely couldn't fight right now. Shizuo couldn't even support himself as the chains were undone. The relief and wave of pain as his muscles were suddenly put into different positions as the strain of his weight was no longer settled in his back... The hoarse groan eased out of his throat as he didn't have enough to even try holding his head up during this transport.
Part of him wanted to weep. He still had that blank disconnected look. Yet he manages to respond in that same native tongue of his, with a tone that said the idea and dream of what he wanted was breaking. ]
'If I were lucky, I'd be at my half-brother's, singing in celebration with the lights...'
[ He'd never see the official, immediate royal family. He'd probably never sing again. Instead he was being kept from the release that death could bring, and he couldn't struggle against either outcomes. ]
[Niles just ignored him. If he took pity on every trouble making man who came through these dungeons, he wouldn't ever have any fun. And he wants to have fun this time with this one.
When they move up to the room, it's a nicely decorated room with no windows to break out of and a fire place.]
You'll live here until we decide what else to do with you. But first.
[He was tossed onto the bed and the guard went right back to what he was previously doing.]
[ So they had moved to a nicer prison- it could honestly be someone's bedroom if he thought about it more. Except he couldn't think much past what would never come to be.
Grunting softly as the guard shoved himself back in, it's clear that Shizuo still didn't have any fight or strength in him to try and get out of this. The only difference was that he was feeling a mattress underneath him. His glassy amber eyes stared off at nothing in particular as he hoped the fever would take him out soon enough.
It wouldn't, but that was the only hope he had left inside right now. ]
[ There's a cough that's let out right at Niles' face after a moment. It takes a little before some sense comes back to him, enough to actually think to respond, and it's not to comply with more sexual sounds. ]
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Date: 2017-12-15 06:50 am (UTC)However long it's really been. While Shizuo was given the concept of it only being a few days, it's really been far, far longer than that.
He definitely couldn't fight right now. Shizuo couldn't even support himself as the chains were undone. The relief and wave of pain as his muscles were suddenly put into different positions as the strain of his weight was no longer settled in his back... The hoarse groan eased out of his throat as he didn't have enough to even try holding his head up during this transport.
Part of him wanted to weep. He still had that blank disconnected look. Yet he manages to respond in that same native tongue of his, with a tone that said the idea and dream of what he wanted was breaking. ]
'If I were lucky, I'd be at my half-brother's, singing in celebration with the lights...'
[ He'd never see the official, immediate royal family. He'd probably never sing again. Instead he was being kept from the release that death could bring, and he couldn't struggle against either outcomes. ]
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Date: 2017-12-17 06:23 am (UTC)When they move up to the room, it's a nicely decorated room with no windows to break out of and a fire place.]
You'll live here until we decide what else to do with you. But first.
[He was tossed onto the bed and the guard went right back to what he was previously doing.]
You've got to do your job.
[And his job was getting fucked in the ass.]
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Date: 2017-12-17 07:02 am (UTC)Grunting softly as the guard shoved himself back in, it's clear that Shizuo still didn't have any fight or strength in him to try and get out of this. The only difference was that he was feeling a mattress underneath him. His glassy amber eyes stared off at nothing in particular as he hoped the fever would take him out soon enough.
It wouldn't, but that was the only hope he had left inside right now. ]
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Date: 2017-12-25 04:59 am (UTC)Make some noise. You're being too damn quiet.
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Date: 2017-12-25 07:04 am (UTC)I'm always quiet.