09-11-2008, 03:43 PM
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_____Quiet minutes eventually gave away to the slow awakening of the woman, who just as Corona had predicted, tested her restraints. Only this time instead of finding the anger that she expected to hear, it was fear that punctured the air instead. Corona had been lingering in the dark on the other side of the room and in every cliché sense of the action, strode cleanly across the short distance and pulled the curtain back sharply. There wasn't the curiosity or concern on her face that had been there before; it had been replaced by anger. It was in the silence that it had gotten the chance to brew and boil.
_____“Who are you,” she demanded lowly, rather than asked. Anything to provoke more fear into her little heart, that was the goal. She didn't need to feel her pulse to be able to imagine the way that it would beat faster, she wanted her to know that her life was more or less at the mercy and hands of the very person she had attacked. And there were plenty of tools in the room that Corona could have easily picked up to use, if that point needed to be put across any more than it seemed it already had been.
_____Quiet minutes eventually gave away to the slow awakening of the woman, who just as Corona had predicted, tested her restraints. Only this time instead of finding the anger that she expected to hear, it was fear that punctured the air instead. Corona had been lingering in the dark on the other side of the room and in every cliché sense of the action, strode cleanly across the short distance and pulled the curtain back sharply. There wasn't the curiosity or concern on her face that had been there before; it had been replaced by anger. It was in the silence that it had gotten the chance to brew and boil.
_____“Who are you,” she demanded lowly, rather than asked. Anything to provoke more fear into her little heart, that was the goal. She didn't need to feel her pulse to be able to imagine the way that it would beat faster, she wanted her to know that her life was more or less at the mercy and hands of the very person she had attacked. And there were plenty of tools in the room that Corona could have easily picked up to use, if that point needed to be put across any more than it seemed it already had been.