Topic: Theres more than one hero (namarixmissylooni)

[MissyLooni]

Zant nods, "yes, plain water. However the water i bring you is full of vitamins and minerals to assist in your blood loss."

Link is sitting on the bed, knees to his chest, his left eye bruised and closed from being punched by cia.

[Namari]

Sheik nods, " ah. well... thank you then." he sits there awkwardly, not sure what to do or say.


Ghirahim whistles and grimaces, " oof, wow she really got you good. didn;t think she'd hit you. sorry about that, lets see..." he snaps his fingers and an ice pack appears in his hand, " here, put this on it."

[MissyLooni]

Link sighs and takes the ice pack, "whatever... I'd rather be hit then fucked honestly." He winces a little as he gently places the ice pack on his eye, "um.. thank you... for the ice..."

Zant crosses his arms, "chair."

[Namari]

Sheik tenses, " ...of...course...." he slowly gets up and goes to the chair, taking a calming breath before sitting.


Ghirahim nods, " fair enough. once the swelling goes down a bit i've got a balm to help the bruising go away a bit."

[MissyLooni]

Link nods and sighs, "at least she left... it... actually worked so thank you..." link feels weird for thanking his enemy however he is sure that being more polite will benefit him later.

Zant goes over to the chair and he fiddles with it before it reclines back, it turning into more of a table

[Namari]

Ghirahim nods, " well, im glad then. just the thought of her doing anything sexual turns my stomach. ugh. so, anything you need? i was planning to have some fun with you but lets see to that eye first."


Sheik blinks and looks back, seeing the chair flattened out, " ...i gather im to lie down?"

[MissyLooni]

Zant nods, "yes."

Link shakes his head, "I dont need anything." He pulls the ice pack away, his eye not nearly so swollen.

[Namari]

Sheik hesitantly lies down, knowing Zant likely had something particularly unpleasant in store.


Ghirahim nods, taking the ice pack and making it vanish before snapping his fingers to make the bruise balm he's mentioned appear. he opens the jar and collects a generous portion on his fingers before leaning forward, " hold still." he smears it onto and around Links eye.

[MissyLooni]

Zant gets sheik strapped down to keep him from moving. He pulls over an iv drip, an iv bag hooked up which is filled with healing potion.

Link makes sure to hold still for ghirahim.

[Namari]

Sheik sees that and pales, ' for me to need constant healing... dear goddess help me get through this.... whatever it is.'


ghirahim finishes smearing the balm on and closes the container, " let that sit for a minute."

[MissyLooni]

Link nods and mutters a quiet thank you.

Zant hooks the iv up into sheik and brings over his knives amd tools.

[Namari]

After a minute Ghirahim grabs a cloth and wipes it off, looking at the much less bruised eye, " much better."

Sheik closes his eyes, ' just focus...torture is nothing, you've been trained to handle whatever he throws at you...'

[MissyLooni]

Zant grabs a marker and tugs the hem of sheiks pants, not enough to expose sheik, but just barely. He feels around sheiks hips, marking areas of bone and muscle.

Link nervously looks away, not entirely sure if ghirahim is gonna keep being nice or not.

[Namari]

Sheik shudders as he feels the coolness on his hips of the air. " ... may i ask what you plan to do?"


Ghirahim nods, " alright, now, how about some real fun hm?"

[MissyLooni]

Knowing whats at stake link does his best not to look completely terrified, "what.... what do you want to do?"

Zant looks over at sheik, "not sure yet. I was planning on just exploring your abdomen to figure out how a non twili looks on the inside."