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Friday, August 31, 2007
Absolute Power ch.15
Absolute Power
Mission: 15
Full Female Alchemist
~Warning: may be offensive to overly sensitive people~
Foxxy is in the solitary confinement chamber, inside it is pitch black and dead silent. There is not a single ray of light, not a single sound, any sound is absorbed by the walls, not a single smell, and in the dark it’s not wise to try and feel. I suppose she could find a taste, but it probably wouldn’t be very good.
Foxxy tries to talk, but she hears no sound, she tries yelling, nothing, she screams, still no sound.
Foxxy: (thinking) In this chamber I guess all I can do is think, I know this will help me clear out my thoughts. Yes this world is completely pure darkness, I’m sure this will help me.
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Draco: Land at these coordinates. (Hands Aveian and Sora sheets of paper)
Sora: These points are in the middle of a forest!
Aveian: (pointed, while smoking a new cigarette) Why are we parking so far from your house? Could it be we’re not welcome?
Draco: Don’t be concerned with the minor details.
Aveian: I’m not going to just wander through the woods blindly with you.
Draco: Do you not require my help?
Aveian: Possibly.
Draco: I do need yours. in any case there will be far more of you than me, and I’ve seen the levels you all fight at. What do you have to fear?
Aveian: Even if I’m killed, I assure you I’ll personally drag you to hell with me.
Draco: Then I suppose I best not betray you.
Aveian: Your choice.
The ship lands in the middle of a clearing, the engines cut off and the ship touches down and comes to a complete stop.
Draco: (getting up) Well lets get going.
Aveian goes to follow, walking slowly, calmly, smoke trailing, yet left hand still on his gun and his finger on the safety and trigger.
Sora: Wait Aveian!
Sora grabs his arm, stumbling in her weakness.
Sora: how do we know we can trust him?
Aveian: (looks at her with his eyes, but doesn’t move his head while they walk out together) You’re asking me about betrayal?
Sora: You have a point there.
Aveian: I don’t plan on being tricked.
Sora: From anyone else that would be naïve…
Aveian: Like Foxxy?
Sora: (a certain cattiness) Or Kit! But I know you’ve got us covered.
Aveian: I’m going to ensure success.
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Kit is rocking back in forth, sweat flying off his dripping wet hair, as Allenby is vocalizing quite loudly; then he notices the difference in the ship’s movement and stops.
Allenby: Awwww, and you were so enthusiastic too.
Kit: Just glad everything turned out okay.
Allenby: (hurt, but trying very hard to not let it show) Oh, so it has nothing to do with me…
Kit leans down and kisses her on the lips, then on the cheeks a few times passionately and sweetly.
Kit: Of course it has to do with you, you’re you kept me strong, you were there for me and always supporting me, you mean everything to me and I owe all my happiness to you.
Allenby: (touched) Oh Kit!
Allenby hugs him and pulls him down to her, kissing him all over and giggling.
Kit: (laughing, shutting one eye as Allenby kisses him all over that cheek) Wow, what’d I do to get this?
Allenby: (happy, very happy) Just shut up and let me kiss you!
Kit: (laughing) NEVER!
Kit pushes off with his not-broken arm, and now on top of her decides to return the favor.
Allenby: You’re going to pay for that!
They start rolling around kissing and laughing, they roll, and roll, and roll, then fall off the bed.
Kit: Ow!
Allenby: Ouch!
They go right back to kissing.
Allenby: Let me kiss all your hurty spots!
Kit: Thanks, there are a lot of them!
Allenby: Good! Cause I wasn’t planning on stopping for a long time anyway!
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Kit burst out of the room covered in pink kisses, Allenby right behind him.
Kit: Catch me if you can!
Allenby: I’m not done with you yet!
Allenby grabs onto him, and starts putting more even more pink on his half naked body.
Kit: Crap!
Allenby: (stops kissing for a second) Huh?
Kit: I just remembered we have to go!
Allenby: Well I don’t feel like goin outside with my lipstick on, I guess I’ll just have to take it off somehow. (Starts kissing his neck up towards his face)
Kit: (laughing) Fine, just get this off then… (Looks over) Were you reapplying?
Allenby: (lipstick in hands, lips puckered) Guess you caught me! Oh, well!
Jumps on him and transfers the pink from her lips, to all over his face.
Kit: (still really happy) We really have to get going…
Allenby: Well its really up to me whether or not we do, being as you can clean yourself with one hand, unless you wanna go out there like that…
Kit: Just help me.
Allenby: You know I will.
Kit: You’re really nice!
Allenby: Of course! I can’t help it. You’re just too cute to be mean to.
Kit: Thanks.
Allenby: (pulling him by the waist of his pants) Come on! Lets get you cleaned off!
Allenby pulls him into the bathroom, and by the sounds coming through the door, has a lot of fun cleaning him off.
Kit comes out later dressed as normal with his arm freshly wrapped and Allenby’s arms wrapped even tighter around his other arm.
Kit: We have to get my sister, then we can go.
Allenby: (conceding) Okay!
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Foxxy is still locked inside the cell.
Foxxy: (thinking) I said I was gonna stay in here till we landed, and we landed a while ago, why hasn’t anyone let me out? Did they forget about me? Or are the punishing me for being such a bitch? I couldn’t blame them…
Then the door’s locks click, and light starts to creep in, Foxxy is over-joyed and sparkly eyed, then shields her eyes as the light pours in, but she giggles merrily, now able to hear her own voice.
Kit: Come on Sis! Its time to get going!
Foxxy: Right on it Bro! (Thinking) It’s good to be me again!
The three of them exit the ship, right as Aveian and company are about to enter the forest.
Foxxy: (waving) Wait for us!
Avian turns around, gun pointed at them.
Aveian: Stay back.
Kit takes a couple steps forward, and Aveian fires, Kit falls over.
Allenby: Kit!!!!
Kit: (in serious pain, clutching his stomach) Ow dude! Those rubber bullets really fuckin hurt!
Aveian: It’s for your own good. (shoots Foxxy, she squeaks, falls over and whines) we’re dealing with people I really don’t think I should let you get involved with, you guys are too crazy, so just stay down.
Kit: (crawling forward) Never!
Foxxy: Please… let us come!
Aveian: Damn it. Stay there.
Aveian fires 3 or 4 clips into them. He bends over on his knees panting and sweating, but Kit and Foxxy keep coming.
Aveian: I give up; just try not to get killed.
Foxxy at Kit look up and raise an arm each.
Kit/Foxxy: (weakly) Yay!
They both go face down in the ground.
Sora: (whispers to Aveian) Should we leave them?
Aveian: (cigarette bouncing as he talks) No, I said they can come so they’re coming. (Takes cigarette out and blows out smoke, then puts it back in) We’ll just wait until they wake up.
Draco: That’s honorable of you.
Aveian: I just don’t want them acting even more idiotic when they do wake up.
Allenby: (merrily) But you do have to admit they’re cute, awake and asleep.
Aveian: I believe their charm is one of the few things that keep them alive.
Sora: Along with their inhuman strength.
Allenby: But the cuteness does more I think!
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A group of MXs move through an underground tunnel.
Chibodee: (leading the troops) Alright guys, we lucked out when we made it to the tunnel, but we’re not safe yet.
The black soldier from the flashback pops up on screen.
Black soldier: Homie we know that already! Shit, we know if we don’t haul ass our asses are toast!
Chibodee: Good, now let’s move it!
The Suits continue to move through the tunnel in single-file.
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All the guys are just lying around bored.
Allenby: Hey! I think they’re waking up!
Foxxy yawns and stretches all cute, then looks over sand sees Kit lying there motionless.
Foxxy: EEEEEEEP! (Jumps up to a kneeling position) You okay bro? (Poking his cheek with her index finger) Brother person is not responding to stimuli! Is it possible he is…? No! (Shaking Kit violently by the shoulders) No Kit! You must live! LIVE!!!!! I know, I must give him CPR!
Allenby: (looks away) I can’t watch.
Foxxy gives her older brother mouth to mouth, then sits up, tilting her head in confusion Kit is snoring softly, like a puppy, with a little stream of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth.
Foxxy: (ecstatic) You’re alright! (Foxxy hugs him hard around his neck and back) I’m so happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! (Kisses him on the cheeks loud and hard a few times)
Allenby: (watching Foxxy rolling around with her brothers sleeping body) Somebody going to save him?
Aveian: Never did before, why start now?
Allenby: Good point.
Kit: Is everyone against me?
Allenby: (surprised) Kit?
Foxxy: (falling off as he sits up) Bro?
Kit: (licks his lips, and tastes for a second) Strawberry kiwi, (stern, a bit annoyed) Foxxy?
Foxxy: (big sparkly doe eyes) Yes dear brother?
Kit: (more annoyed) Foxxy.
Foxxy: (innocent, finger on her lips) I didn’t do anything wrong…
Kit: (pretty annoyed) Foxxy!
Foxxy: (looks down, shuffles her feet) I was just trying to help… (Gasps) Gasp?
Kit has her in the best hug he can do with his left arm.
Kit: (head over her shoulder, softly) I know, I know. (Lets her go, normal voice) Now can you help me get the rest of the marks off, cause I’m sure this (points at his lips) wasn’t the only one.
Foxxy: I can’t help it, I’m cute and affectionate!
Kit: Just help me out here sis.
Foxxy: (jumps up and salutes) Roger Captain!
Kit: At ease Lieutenant!
Aveian: How do I put up with this?
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Aveian: Are you finally done?
Foxxy: (cute and bubbly) All clean!
Draco: Then let’s get moving we’ve lost enough time already.
The group gets up and begins heading into the forest, Aveian paces himself until he’s beside Draco.
Aveian: Why all the secrecy, I have a right to know.
Draco: My country isn’t exactly pro-immigrant, or emigrant, so none of us is especially welcome, but I believe we don’t have a choice except my father so it’s a necessary endeavor, despite harsh reality.
The group exits the forest, and sees another.
Draco: (very unhappy and uncomfortable) Behold the landmark of my homeland, the Walachian forest!
Before them stands thousands of wooden stakes, each bearing an impaled body, in various states of degeneration, from fresh to year-old, animal picked, sun baked, and rotting dead bodies. Everyone besides Draco and Aveian are shocked and horrified, the other two just look disgusted and offended.
Aveian: Lets keep moving, the longer we stand here the more time we have to look at this abomination of man.
The group walks through the path in the middle of the forest of Walachia.
Foxxy: And we’re supposed to work with these people!? After they’ve done this!? Draco, you bastard, turn around and face me!
Draco turns around, his face full of emotion.
Draco: Don’t you even try to think you understand me! You naïve little bitch! So what, you see some dead bodies, imagine knowing it’s your own father is responsible for their deaths! You presume to know everything, but you’re just an idiot.
Draco turns back around and storms forward.
Foxxy: (shocked, hands to her mouth) …sorry…
The group walks uneasily through the forest of death, until the reach a huge black castle.
Draco: (sighs, turns to face the others) We’re here.
Aveian: So what do we do now?
Draco: We meet my father, and hope he will give us the money buy out Black Vulpine.
Kit: So we’re just going to beg for money and hope your daddy can save us?
Draco: No, we’re going to use my father to steal all the power from those old pricks and make them are slaves to defeat the man they betrayed us for.
Kit: Us? Since when did you become an “us?”
Sora: Since he got that Suit?
Kit: Huh?
Sora: Its obviously Black Vulpine technology.
Aveian: She is right.
Kit: Let’s just go, my brain hurts.
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Black Soldier: What we gonna do if we get attacked down here?
Chibodee: Kiss our asses goodbye.
Black Soldier: Homie don’t play that!
Chibodee: Too bad, we have no other options right now.
Black Soldier: Shit! This sucks ass!
The Suits continue to march forward.
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As they enter the courtyard they see a lot of men dressed like Draco, except with sleeves to their wrists and no capes training with their broad swords.
Kit: So that’s the army?
Draco: The Walachian infantry.
The several attractive, fertile, well endowed women ride by on black horses, holding lances.
Draco: our infantry is male exclusive, and all women are to join the Cavalry.
Kit: I’d like to show them how to use a lance myself.
Draco: Also, the Cavaliers must be virgins, and I think by their stance those are new recruits.
Kit blushes and laughs shyly.
Foxxy: (teasing) having impure thoughts there bro?
Aveian: even with Allenby right there he’s still as horny as ever, that cock is going to kill you one day.
Kit: Believe me; if my death involves Virgin Cavaliers and my naughty bits, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t mind.
Allenby: (wrapping her arm around him) Well is okay if I don’t kill you Kit?
Kit: Sure.
Draco: I suggest you be more mindful once you’re before my father, or else you may become more acquainted with the forest.
Kit: I’ll try.
Aveian: Just shut up Kit, you’ll save us all some grief.
Kit: Roger Commander.
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A Walachian soldier run into the throne room and kneels.
Soldier: Milord, it appears your son has returned.
Lord: That imputent…
Draco: You called?
Profile:
Dracula Spitfire
Age: 58
Height: 6’ 5”
Voice: Christopher Lee (Ansem The Wise, Kingdom Hearts II)
Body: Body builder level muscle tone, his skin is tanned though worn with age.
Clothes: Draco’s except for arm length sleeves and the trim of his armor is gold. His sword is almost twice as big as Draco’s, and the sheath is gold trimmed too.
Face: Red hair, Slicked back, and cut shorter than Draco’s, he has a few strands hang over his head. He has a whole beard, cut at very sharp angles, hazel, wrinkled, tired, squinted eyes, worn face but strong features and teeth.
Personality: Tough, strict, yet fair King. He is very protective of what he values. A very strong man in all ways, in his age he has grown wise and strong minded. He hopes never to lose again, yet is planning for that as well. He is cautious and brave, a true King.
Draco: I’m home father.
Lord Dracula: How dare you return after all this time, my petulant and adulterous son?
Foxxy: (tilts head, eyes looking up, finger on her bottom lip) adulterous?
She imagines Draco surrounded by beautiful women, as he plays them and uses their bodies for his own uses.
Kit: I know, I can’t imagine it either.
Draco: I come to ask of your assistance, in my struggle, in return, I, along with these people who I journey with shall assist in yours.
Lord Dracula: My war!? Your war!? My war should be war should be your war!
Draco: I require your assistance, now please don’t make this any harder for me just help me!
Lord Dracula: What!? You impudent cur of a son! You dare leave my lands to pursue your own goals and abandon my legacy, and now you dare return and ask for my help!?
Draco: Negeta Zeru was directly connected…
Lord Dracula: And are you even a moment closer to avenging Apollo’s death?
Draco: I will avenge him!
Lord Dracula: So you’ll just abandon your mother’s vengeance and my war?
Draco: I really believe my path is the right one! Now help me if you have any love for oldest son of old and now!
Lord Dracula: You coarse imbecile! I shall have you killed for that!
Foxxy: Shut up!
Everyone looks at her, she stands seething with rage.
Foxxy: How dare you speak to your own son that way!? You call yourself a father!? You’re the lowest form I’ve even seen if you can treat your family that way!
Lord Dracula: Mind your tongue.
Foxxy: Fuck you! I can’t respect a person who’s so cruel to their own flesh and blood!
Foxxy draws her dagger and enters stance.
Lord Dracula: Vaginate your blade wench!
Aveian drops his head onto his hand.
Aveian: Oh god.
Foxxy: You want me to do what you sick prick!?
Lord Dracula: I said vaginate your blade immediately!
Kit: Look, I don’t know what you’re in to, but my sister is not your entertainer, and she’s a virgin so she’s not going to ruin that perfect puss before it can be used!
Aveian: “Vaginate,” means “sheath.” Sheath your sword.
Foxxy: Fine. (Puts her dagger back)
Lord Dracula: Good. Guards, arrest that girl!
Kit: No way, take me instead! I’m not about to let my precious little sister suffer while I’m still able to do something!
Lord Dracula: I respect your wish, guards, take him instead.
Kit is led off down a far off corridor.
Lord Dracula: (sternly) Young one?!
Foxxy: (points to herself) Me?
Lord Dracula: Yes, did you plan to kill me, with that effeminate dagger of yours?
Foxxy: (serious) I hate people who would turn against their own family like that! And I will challenge them with my own two hands and my blade.
I soft happiness comes over Dracula’s face.
Lord Dracula: I like your gallantry young one, what is your name?
Foxxy: (extra perk) Foxxy Sune! And that guy you dragged off is my brother Kit!
Lord Dracula: Well Foxxy Sune, how would you like to be Foxxy Spitfire? My son Draco may be a bit abrasive, but he is also quite the catch.
Both Draco and Foxxy look shocked and surprised, look at each other, then blush wildly and look away.
Draco: Are you insane old man!?
Lord Dracula: I suppose one as rebellious as you my son, would choose find his own way in life, and in love.
Draco: Your intrusion is not welcomed.
Lord Dracula: One day my son, you will find one that completes you, until then I believe you will continue to keep the same facade in order to protect your easily pierced heart.
Draco: If that day comes, I’ll thank you.
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Kit is lead to a dungeon by the soldiers.
Soldier: here is your cell.
Kit enters without a struggle.
Soldier: we have to shackle you now sir.
Kit: Without dinner and a movie first?
One soldier approaches him.
Soldier: (taking Kit’s hand) Please don’t resist sir.
The soldier locks in Kit’s left wrist above his head, the reaches for the right.
Kit: That’s broken.
Soldier: Sorry, state rules.
The soldier lifts Kit’s arm and locks his wrist in.
Kit: (panting) well this is a new kind of pain.
Soldier: Very sorry sir, orders are orders.
Kit: It’s cool!
The soldiers start to leave.
Kit: You ever suffer to protect what you love?
Soldier: Isn’t that the root of being a soldier?
Kit: Yeah, I guess so.
The door shuts and the soldiers walk off, Kit hangs by his chains a little on the tips of his toes and stares up and the light striped ceiling.
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The two soldiers pass by a high ranking Cavalier.
Cavalier: where are you two coming from?
Soldier: Just escorting a new prisoner.
Cavalier: Hmmmm…
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Kit’s cell door swings open and a woman stands in the doorway.
Woman: Hello there, my brand-new plaything!
Profile:
Draka Spitfire
Age: 25
Height: 5’ 10”
Voice: Amanda Winn Lee (Mimiru, .hack//sign)
Body: fair skin, large breasts, tight lower body and stomach. She paints her nails electric yellow.
Clothes: Draco’s armor only cut off above the stomach, her cape is shorter, red shirt is skin tight and is elbow length and slightly longer than the armor on the body. She wears no gloves and has on a leather gladiator skirt, and black lace undies under it, he has the standard boots and sword.
Face: Red eyes, with small pupils. She has shoulder blade length dark navy blue shiny hair, with an electric yellow stripe down the middle of each bang, and matching yellow eye shadow and glossy lipstick.
Personality: Very horny, but unlike Sora she doesn’t use it to her advantage, and doesn’t satisfy herself that often. She is a bit sadistic, strong minded, forward, and seductive. If she wants a guy she’ll get him, and even if he doesn’t want her back at first, well that just means more games to play.
Kit: Well who are yo…
Kit’s lips are covered by Draka’s; she slides her hands over his shirt starting to remove it, when Kit stops her.
Kit: Sorry, I’m in no shape for that.
Draka: What, a little scratch like that?
Draka takes her lipstick tube out and draws a cross with a serpent wrapped around it over Kit’s broken upper arm, then puts her finger to her lips, then the seal, it glows brightly and then disappears.
Draka: All fixed! Now the fun begins, let’s play, my very helpless, very alluring boy-toy.
Kit: I really want to but how can I say no?
Draka: Exactly (kissing his neck) I’m not giving you a chance, but still… saying no is a problem. So I’m not going to stop until you say “yes.”
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Lord Dracula: So my son let us speak now.
Voice: (in the distance) Father!? Is that you calling me father!?
Lord Dracula: Micrea no!
A guy stumbles out and falls down behind Dracula’s throne.
Micrea: Ow!
Profile:
Micrea Spitfire.
Age: 16
Height: 5’8”
Voice: Brad Swaile (Quatre, Gundam Wing/ Dearka Elsmen, Gundam SEED)
Body: very light skin, dainty, no fat or muscle.
Clothes: Gold robe, cape, gloves, pants and boots .He keeps the hood down and the robe and pants are baggy.
Face: medium length curly blonde hair, he wears a black blind-fold over his eyes.
Personality: Very meek, proper, weak minded, emotional, effeminate, he’s just all around a pussy. Not to mention he’s blind and was clumsy before losing his sight. He’s just a wreck. He always speaks in an emotional, weak tone, self-hating sad, clingy, dependent happy, and so on.
Micrea falls out onto the ground.
Lord Dracula: Micrea!
Draco: (face in his hand) Not again.
Foxxy: Who is that?
Draco: My brother.
Foxxy: Why is he all trip-y?
Draco: He’s blind.
Foxxy: Oooooooooh, I understand now… that’s really sad!
Lord Dracula: Micrea is a frail boy, we try to keep him in comfort, but his condition makes life difficult.
Micrea: I am truly sorry father!
Lord Dracula: It is alright my son. Draco!
Draco: What?
Lord Dracula: If we are to be working together I believe your friends should know the truth.
Draco: I agree.
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Draka continues “playing,” with Kit. His body is now covered in yellow, and Draka is very happy doing it too.
Draka: (very aroused) Oh, I just love when my prey is helpless, makes them so much easier to hunt… (Plants more very seductive kisses on Kit’s helpless body) To catch… and to eat… all… up!
Draka kisses him all over his neck, working a line to his lips, where hers stay, and her tongue dances, Draka pulls back staring into Kit’s eyes.
Draka: But you don’t seem to be enjoying yourself, my little treat, now I can’t let that happen…
Draka’s cape falls to the ground, then her armor, she presses her almost naked chest against his.
Draka: I may have played before, but now, my little love prisoner, I feel like doing more than just playing, (she puts her lips to his ear, whispering softly) I want to spend the rest of my life with you, us bound together, now its your choice of bindings, wedding vows, (little chuckle) or prison shackles.
Kit: I choose neither.
Draka: (very turned on) Oooh, a challenge, I’ll make you mine, if it takes me forever I will make you mine.
Draka gives a few licks to Kit’s neck then sucks a little.
Draka: And I’ll make sure to leave plenty of marks so everyone knows you’re mine.
Draka starts sucking on Kit’s neck, long, strong tugs at his skin with the vacuum of her lips.
Kit: If I ever get loose I’m going to make you pay.
Draka: That’s too bad for you, because I’m never going to let you get away.
Kit: (thinking) I have to think of something, because I like this too much.
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Chibodee: The Suit in the back is lagging; we can’t let ourselves get separated. (Links to the Suit on the video-com) you in the back, you’re Suit is moving too slowly, what’s the problem soldier?
Pilot: Actually I’m not a soldier; I’m just an intern…
Chibodee: Intern… Oh no…
Multiple shots pierce the rear Suit.
Intern: I’m hit! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
The Suit explodes.
Chibodee: The enemy has found our escape route!
Black Soldier: Shit Dog! We gotta go then!
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Draka: (releasing her lips from Kit’s neck, steps back to view her work) My marks look very good on you. I think I should leave even more.
Kit: Don’t think so!
Kit raises his legs up and kicks the chain, breaking it; he drops down on his feet and takes off running.
Draka: (even more aroused) A chase, oh the things I’ll do to him when I catch him!
Kit runs at full speed, arms still shackled away from his captor. Unfortunately she runs fast too and he barely escapes as he ducks into a room.
Kit: Phew! Well not that that wasn’t fun, just can’t be enjoying other women that much.
Kit puts a foot to his chain and snaps them, freeing his arms.
Kit: Time to clean up, hopefully it’s easier than dealing with Foxxy.
Kit scrubs his face, neck and body, he cleans himself carefully, the yellow coming off clean.
Kit: I’ll have to thank her for using easy-off ‘stick. Kit looks at his neck, with is covered in hickies.
Kit: Great…
He turns his head and sees she left one on his right cheek too.
Kit: Really great… I know!
Kit reaches into his pocket, but feels nothing.
Kit: all my supplies on in the cell… great.
Kit opens the door and starts tom walk out.
Kit: I guess I’ll just have to go back and get my stuff…
Kit is staring right at Draka.
Draka: Hi cutie!
She pins Kit against the wall by the wrists, and chest to chest, then lip-to-lip.
Draka: Oh, you’re all cleaned up, guess I’ll have to make you all dirty again!
Kit: No way!
Kit forces each arm against her thumbs, them goes to run off again.
Draka: Not so fast!
As Kit runs by she slaps handcuffs on him.
Kit: Damn, without my arms…
Draka: You’re just a moving target.
She throws a chain out, and a metal collar on the end snaps around Kit’s neck. Kit is stopped dead in his tracks, he tries to break loose, but Draka is on him too fast.
Draka: Not so fast! I’m taking you to dad, so I can claim you, and then you’ll be all mine for good! Now let’s go!
Draka literally drags Kit off with her.
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Lord Dracula: It all began…
Draka: Ooooooh Da-aaaaaad!
Lord Dracula: Draka?
Draka walks out, pulling her prize with her. Allenby looks surprised and unhappy, Foxxy giggles and Sora looks very entertained.
Draka: I found him in a dungeon, and he is so cute and fun to play with! So can I keep him?!
Lord Dracula: Draka! You are my oldest child, and it’s high time you acted like it!
Draka: Really?
Lord Dracula: Draka, release that boy immediately. He was meant to be in there to pay for his sister’s crime, but I think you made him suffer enough already!
Draka: (sighs dejectedly) Fine.
Draka lets go of the chain and Kit re-joins the party.
Kit: Feels great to be back!
Foxxy and Sora stand very closely to him, examining him intently.
Sora: (cunningly) Well well, what do we have here? Is that lipstick on your lips?
Kit Blushes a little, touching his lips.
Foxxy: (inferring) Yellow lipstick! Is it hers?
Sora: Have you been kissing girls on the side Kit?
Foxxy moves around to the side.
Foxxy: (slyly) And what are these marks? Hickies?
Kit blushes very red.
Sora: (looking) I think so.
Foxxy: They’re all over you.
Sora: Which means she was all over you!
Kit is blushing bright red and sweating profusely. The Allenby comes over.
Allenby: Leave him alone!
Foxxy: (innocent and sorry) I was just playing…
Sora: (seductive) I wasn’t, I was jealous I didn’t do that to him.
Kit: Sora, I will kick your ass in handcuffs!
Lord Dracula: Being as everyone is here, and considering our new partnership, I believe we should show our new guests around this land.
Aveian: That is a good idea, I need to get I feel for your supplies and equipment in order to develop a plan of action.
Draka: (scheming) Good plan! I’ll lead the tour!
Lord Dracula: Draka…
Draka: You have duties, you can’t be leaving the throne just to show a bunch of new-comers around, and besides, how can I act if I’m surrounded by people I don’t know? Plus Draco will be there.
Lord Dracula: I know this is a mistake, but go ahead daughter.
Draka: Good…
Draka goes to leave.
Lord Dracula: Draco!
Draka stops dead, one leg up, an arm forward.
Lord Dracula: Watch your sister; I give you authorization over her. Understood?
Draco: (uncaring) Yeah…
Lord Dracula: Good, now move on.
Micrea: I’ll come too father!
Lord Dracula: Stay here my son.
Micrea: (whimpering) Yes father.
The group starts to walk off, Kit eyes Draka suspiciously. She eyes him seductively.
(Ending music)
Foxxy: (taking his arm) Come on Kit!
Draka: (under breath) So his name is Kit?
Draka walks up, grabbing Kit’s leash and pulling him from Foxxy’s gentle grip.
Draka: Come on Kit!
Draka drags Kit off with her in front of the group by the leash. Allenby looks very unhappy, but standing off.
Ja Ne.
(Outlaw Star next episode music)
Foxxy: That bitch! Does she really think she can get away with that! Treating my brother like a toy!? That’s my job! Ooooooh, bitch! You will pay! Be sure of that! Next episode: Into the belly of a Dragon! And what’s all this about a past and a war? Well you’ll have to wait to find out, so you better get ready!
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