1 Child's Play [Flashback/Tenzo/NK/Training] Sat Feb 07, 2015 12:16 am
Jet
D-rank
Five years ago...
Life was stagnant for her. Get up, work, perform, sleep, repeat. An unbreakable routine that was only spiced up when she was used as a training dummy by some of the older members of the band of misfits or being hawked by that pedophile Dr.Doctor changed her schedule. Otherwise nothing much changed. Yes she travel and when she had free time she was allowed to do as she pleased but she was always going to live in fear of punishment. Jester could only cringe as she imagined what her life will be like when she officially becomes thirteen. No doubt she will be put on display and rented out as all other slaves do though for boys it was typically not until they reach sixteen but alas she did not have such a luxury.
The morning sun peek through the curtains of her tent until she was blinded as they were abruptly forced open, no doubt it was time for her to get to work. A large boot kicked violently against the bars of her cage that no for nothing no larger than a dog but she learned what happens when you complain and has thus gotten used to the cramped space a few years back though thankfully she was small enough to fit in it being only around four feet and three inches in height and weighing a hundred pounds. Forcing herself not to flinch as a half empty whiskey bottle smashed against her little home, she remained silent even when the glass shards cut into her skin but considering how the past few years were this was only a drop in the bucket.
"Wake up brat, time to go to work!"
Even when his rancid breath lingers in the air she forced herself to swallow her vomit. She doesn't need her only sleeping quarters to be filthier than they already were. Might be a good idea to find some fresh hay. Jester nodded slightly, making sure not to look directly into his eyes. It was never a good idea to stare them into the eyes. It was a privilege only respectable members of the community were privy to do and for someone as low-ranking as her she didn't deserve such a pleasure but a whipping or two. She breathed out a subtle sigh of relief she didn't even know she was holding as he calmly unlocked her door and disconnected her ankle chains from the metal pole a couple feet away but such a course of life was not for her. Careful not to let out a squeak, her ankle was dragged out and her shell of a body was thrown to a corner; the man not caring in the slightest that her head connected with the sharp corner of a dresser. Tears collected in her eyes as she felt an explosion of pain erupt in her chest. Rapid and powerful strikes connected with her being but she did not let out a single whimper. She hasn't spoken in five years since she killed her father and she wasn't going to start now no matter how much she wanted to plead for mercy.
"Stupid-Fucking-Worthless-Piece-Of-Shit" With each breath his blows began to add of in force they dealt with. She hardly noticed the sudden cool dampness of her head with began to turn crimson or how everything began to blur."When I speak to you you better respond! Think you're some hot stuff or something do ya? Well-you-aren't-bitch" he growled like a primal breast, which was a pretty accurate considering his burly appearance that was a cross between a bear and a caveman; how it ever worked the world may never know. For a few moment she counted how bad the damage was. Mustn't been at least a few bruised or fractured ribs and was losing a considerable amount of blood. It certainly felt like hours until she finally fell into blissful unconsciousness...
Unknowingly to her, her attacker stopped a few minutes after she passed out, wondering why she suddenly felt like lead. Upon closer observation he saw saw wasn't moving and her breathing was barely noticeable to the point he could even tell she was thus mistaking her to be dead. While normally no one would blink an eye to the passing of another slave Jester was special as she was cared for by the troupe's leader and by extension untouchable however it seems he forgot that important detail in the heat of the moment in defending his wounded pride. So not wanting to face the ire of his boss he picked up her body and snuck out of the camping grounds further into the Dense Forest until it was already late noon. He found a suitable spot to hide her body under intertwining tree trunks by a shadowed lake. With a quick scour of the area he left.
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