Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140205203111/@comment-3293219-20140206221502

Kaizen approached a cage; it contained a rat that one of the previous murderers kept as a pet. The black argonian kept it for this very purpose... he didn't think he'd need it so soon.

He walked around the imperial, standing behind her. He ignored her cries and snivels as he held the bucket in front of her with one hand and the rat with the other. He dropped the rat into the bucket. The vermin landed on its feet and began to scurry about, squeaking as it grew more fearful of what was about to come. Kaizen then pulled the bucket against her chest, so that the rat was trapped between its base and her torso. It scurried some more, its squeaks were now muffled as it scratched around the bucked and occasionally sniffed and scratched at her body. Its efforts to find an escape were pretty docile, fruitless attempts.

The black argonian tightened the straps of the bucket, wrapping them around her back and securing them, the bucket was now pinned to her. Kaizen kept his eyes on her as he walked around, backing against the wall and grabbing one of the few torches that illuminated the room, off of the walls. Only the two of them had light, everything else was in darkness... It was like a spotlight at the end of a play, shining on its two leads before a great tragedy struck.

The flame hovered by Kaizen's waste as he stared at her, she was scared but he wasn't sure if she'd figured it out yet...

