Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-24123288-20140502002446

Julie exhaled, her head leaning against the window. She closed her eyes and sighed, feeling the coldness of the glass ease her headache.

"Set..." She thought sadly, standing away and hitting her hand on the hilt of her katana. The Dunmer looked down, seeming confused over the weapon.

"How...did I get this? In fact...where am I? The last thing I remember is...going to find Aratius and blacking ou-

Oh...

Sh-shit..."

Julie backed away from the window slightly before pausing to peer into it. She looked confused and her hair was wild and unkempt, the way it goes just after you've...

Julie clutched at her stomach with one hand, placing the other on the window again as the taste of vomit stung the back of her throat in the realisation of what she had been forced into doing. She heaved, glancing at her reflection again, noticing the Imperials face watching her over her shoulder. He looked angry.

"W-wait!" Julie pleaded as she felt herself be shoved into the window through some magical force. She couldn't move, no matter how hard she tried and she cried out mentally as a voice that wasn't her own entered her head again.

 ''You are mine… ''

 Julie stiffened, feeling Aratius' hands on her forehead, reaffirming the spell that he used to keep her bound to his will. After a few painfully long moments, he removed them and Julie turned round, a sultry smile on her face.

 "I'll always be yours, my Lord..." She purred, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Now...

 What terror are we going to unleash on this pitiful world today?"