05-21-2010, 07:44 PM
"Fo shizzle mah nizzle," Caprica spat, ill at ease with the situation. She hurt from where his fists had fallen. Also, she felt some of her own blood drying into her dark fur from his previous attacks. She hated the situation she was in. How in the hell was she going to get out of this one? For the moment, she was down and did not think it would be a good idea to get up again. He had showed her that he was not in the mood to be merciful. What did he have planned?
With her mouth set in a grim line, she stubbornly looked away from his gaze. He might have the upper hand right now, but she would not give him the satisfaction of her obedience. Cooperation for the moment, yes, but only to spare herself from further harm. She had to converse her energy, strength, and wits if she was going to come out of this more or less unscathed. Tamping down on the terrified emotions that threatened to scatter her thoughts, she listened rather than looked at him. He was obviously trying to find another way to secure her.
When he mounted her, she struggled once more. Caprica knew that the more mobility she lost, the worst her chances. However, he had her pinned on her belly and there was little that she could do. Then she saw a very slim opportunity. She realized that she probably would be hurt again for this, but she didn't care. She rolled sharply underneath him and found herself on her back. Then, baring her teeth, her neck shot up so that she could score blood and flesh.
With her mouth set in a grim line, she stubbornly looked away from his gaze. He might have the upper hand right now, but she would not give him the satisfaction of her obedience. Cooperation for the moment, yes, but only to spare herself from further harm. She had to converse her energy, strength, and wits if she was going to come out of this more or less unscathed. Tamping down on the terrified emotions that threatened to scatter her thoughts, she listened rather than looked at him. He was obviously trying to find another way to secure her.
When he mounted her, she struggled once more. Caprica knew that the more mobility she lost, the worst her chances. However, he had her pinned on her belly and there was little that she could do. Then she saw a very slim opportunity. She realized that she probably would be hurt again for this, but she didn't care. She rolled sharply underneath him and found herself on her back. Then, baring her teeth, her neck shot up so that she could score blood and flesh.