The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[GamesMaster]

"Well, aren't you a little slut," he purrs, his fingers releasing her nipple to trail their way down her dress, toward the hem. "I bet you're enjoying this," he adds, slipping his fingers under her dress to caress the outside of her underthings.

[Bethany]

"Trust me- none of this is from you," Beth spits at him. "Gotten hornier from- catching my tit in a door." Damnit, damnit, damnit. Where the hells are you Car?! Need to- I should scream but- but- fuck! Why- damnit! Need to slow him down, need help, need- 

[GamesMaster]

Jadan thrusts her panties aside, shoving two fingers into her roughly, curved so that his nails scratch the sensitive interior walls. "Don't worry. I've got plans in store for you." 

[Bethany]

Hissing wildly, Beth's eyes bulge as her vaginal walls cramp down tightly, sending bolts of pain racing up and down her spine. She's worked her way up to full penetration with Zevran, but it takes an hour to get there, between foreplay, slowly working her walls to a relaxed state and making sure she feels warm and comfortable. Truth be told, she only pushed for it because of her own stubbornness, as both enjoy other things more than going through all that work for something that isn't really that much better than other options. It's never part of rough play, that always goes anal or oral, and it sure as fuck is never this early or fast. 

She tries to pull away, thrusting her hips downwards into the sofa as best she can even as her mind scrambles for- "Bask in the radiance of my genius," she snarls in auran, the words a half-second of warning to those that can speak that tongue. 

[GamesMaster]

Jadan barely has time to blink before light bursts in front of him, searing his over-sensitive eyes, causing him to hiss in pain. He pulls back, then, shutting his eyes; by memory, he reaches down to find her throat with the hand not inside her, clamping down into the sofa. Little bitch! 

[Carver Amell]

Carol pushes open the door, blinking a bit at the bright light, then staring in shock at what it reveals. Jadan?

From where she stands, she can see him atop her sister, touching her, his own pants slipping down due to the lack of belt. Jadan and... Beth? Together? This-- this whole time? Is that why she hates him, because she knew he was-- he was-- he doesn't-- he's not--

She can't. She drops the candle, uncaring if it starts a fire, and backs toward the door, eyes wide in silent horror. 

[Vigilant]

It's her companion that rushes in to Beth's rescue. The feline Beth adopted, Vigilant, slips past Carol and rushes inside. Oh, this can't be good, he thinks, noting the look of pain on Beth's face, the choking. Right, then. Protect the innocent. 

The feline leaps up onto Jadan's back, yowling a war cry as he digs his claws in. The merikos pulls back further, removing both hands from Beth to reach for the cat. "Zevran!" he snaps, calling for his guard. 

[Bethany]

Beth, free, surges upright. Her own eyes are filled with tears and there's a noticeable handprint around her throat, a smear of blood on her forehead that's dripping down a swiftly blooming bruise. Mouth twisted in a snarl, she spots Carol. Part of her is crowing in triumph, part of her is breaking at the look of loss and part of her? Is noting rather smugly that screams can't wake up her twin if she's standing there. 

So she does. Sucking in a breath, she expels it in a massive shriek- but one that only Zevran can hear. At least, she assumes the invisible hand on her shoulder, that pauses just a few seconds as if to give her a chance to defend herself, is Zevran's. A pained gasp comes from next to her, then the sound of someone slumping against the sofa. Tossing a prayer of thanks to loyal friends and loyal pets, Beth staggers to her feet so she can get the fuck out of here.

[Carver Amell]

But Carol is gone, running as fast as she can, eyes full of tears. Jadan-- Beth-- I can't breathe, I can't-- they betrayed me, both of them. Beth, how could you?! 

She seems heedless of Beth's following at first, but when she gets to her room, she slams the door in her twin's face, and the heavy lock clicks shut. It takes Beth a few precious seconds to decide to go around, and more to do so, slipping through her room and through the shared bathroom. The bedroom seems empty, save for the jewlery box standing open, the main chamber removed to reveal the false bottom, empty now. 

As Beth tears through the room, she finds the thing she never wanted to see -- her twin crumpled in a pale heap on the floor of the closet, twitching faintly, eyes glazed, an empty vial inches from her fingers.  

[Bethany]

Beth goes stock still for a heartbeat, then two. Then she's bolting back to her room, where she leaps up on her dresser and rips out the moulding against the ceiling. A pouch falls into her hands and she's back to Carol where she forces vials of healing elixir down her throat. First one to suspend the effects of poison, then a basic healing potion, just incase. She hesitates then before snatching up the vial to try and figure out what it is.

[Carver Amell]

The only label is in Carol's handwriting; it simply reads, "mercy".

[Bethany]

"Fuck," Beth hisses. I don't have time to- fuck it. Might need them later, might need the coin, but nothing matters if Car dies now. Without any more delay, she dumps a weak restoration potion down Carol's throat, chasing it with one designed to bolster the drinker's hardiness. "Come on Car, we need to go, come on..."

[Carver Amell]

Carol shifts a bit as the twitching eases off. She gives a low moan, something like a whimper, but as Beth tugs her, she manages to get to her feet, leaning on her twin for most of her weight 

Still pale. Still shivering, still not speaking. But, for the moment, alive.

[Shisou]

They don't get far. Only a few blocks later, Carol's legs give out; Beth tries to entice her to stand, knowing she probably can, but she won't get up again, just sits on the ground staring at the sidewalk, empty and listless.

As Beth cajoles her twin, a familiar lizard runs up to her, climbing onto Carol. "There a problem here?" asks the lizard, tilting its head.

[Bethany]

Beth jolts, the first few words to her nut-pluck spell already flowing when she recognizes the being. "You- yes! Where- the- please, Soushi-hime, I need help. It- my sister, she- I need to get her to Waters."