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Saria's been grumpy. Let's cheer her up with kidnapping plots.

Kidnapped by Judas Liz Meme

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, bondage, violence, possibly blood or even death. Also there will be no sex in this musebox ever, so don't even try.

Comment with your character's name and canon. Your character has been kidnapped by Judas Liz. What does she want with you? Maybe Lord Vyce has plans for you. Maybe she's dropping you off with someone else to pay the bills. Maybe you have something she wants. Or maybe she's just saving your tasty soul for later. Feel free to come up with a scenario and comment with it, else I'll try to come up with something.

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The door opens silently and a figure creeps inside the house. At a glance, it looks like it's just Liz. She's been welcome in this house before right?

Only something's different about her. She slinks quietly across the house, narrowing her eyes at the blond man in the kitchen. She's planned this for a while, she knew he'd be there. She knew what to do.

...

If Lovino wakes up soon he'll realize that Cody's taking an awfully long time. Maybe he should investigate?

Lovino wakes up from his nap to the smell of pasta burning. Hm. That is not right, Cody never does that. Nope nope that is definitely wrong. He jumps to his feet and rushes to the kitchen, poking his head in while trying his hardest to not seem worried.

"Hey, bastard, what the hell are you-"

What is going on.

What is going on is that someone who isn't supposed to be there is in your kitchen. Someone who looks suspiciously like Iron Liz, only her eyes are dark and sunken and she's dressed in black leather. Cody is in a chair with his hands tied behind him, the woman's gloved hand clamped firmly over his mouth and a heavy black broadsword pressed against his throat.

"Hands where I can see them, boy. I'd hate to have to shed blood already."

Edited 2013-09-29 22:58 (UTC)

Woah okay. He's not sure he likes this turn of events.

In fact it comes with his blood turning cold. Commence panic mode.

"W-w-wait!" he shoves his hands up in the air, shaking violently already, "Don't- don't touch him- I mean I mean please don't- I'll do anything, just don't hurt me or him, especially not him but please don't hurt me, h-hey, I'm sorry for teasing you, okay, okay, you're not that bad, I really like you- god, just please leave!"

She just looks at him unimpressed. He acted like he knew her, though. Ah so she was right. Her double knew them.

Hissing a blunt warning against causing a fuss, she took her hand away from Cody's face, rising and approaching Lovi as she reached for something in her pocket, sword trained on him.

"Hm. I'm impressed she doesn't like you, with how agreeable you're being now."

His eyes widen. Oh, okay... what?

"You're not...??" That explains a lot, actually. And makes it scarier. He starts backing up and before long hits a wall, at which point he looks like he might just cry. "Please please please don't kill me, I'm sorry, whatever I did I'm sorry, don't hurt me, I'm just a taxi driver, I don't know anything about any underground dealings, I swear, please don't hurt me, I don't like swords, swords are scary...!!"

"Oh stop sniveling, you're giving me a headache," the woman declared, rolling her eyes as she extracted her tools from her pocket; plastic cable ties.

"Turn around."

He opens his mouth to whine, glances back at the swords, and just sort of... spins around on his heel. And starts shaking violently, like a leaf about to fall off its branch. And under his breath he just keeps whispering "Sorry sorry sorry sorry".

She's getting obviously irritated at his babbling, already considering gagging him just so she won't have to listen to it.

She takes his hands, pulling them behind his back and loops the ties around his wrists, zipping them tight like plastic handcuffs. They're secure, but not cutting into his skin.

That done, she guides him toward the back of the kitchen by the arm, pulling up another chair and sitting him back-to-back with Cody.

He doesn't struggle, but instead slumps in the chair and hangs his head in defeat. While all the while he's mentally beating himself up for not being brave, not fighting or even speaking against her. But his mind is racing for a way out. Just not coming up with anything he's brave enough for.

"...Why are you doing this?" It's Cody who finally speaks up. Lovi is too busy silently brooding and shaking.

"I was wondering how long it would take before you asked that," she said with an unpleasant smirk as she extracted a few more zip ties from her pocket and tied Lovino's feet to the legs of the chair.

"Luckily for you at least it's nothing personal." finishing her work, the woman stands, taking a step back and boosting herself up to sit on the kitchen counter.

"Just a little matter of gathering information."

Lovi has started blubbering. Cody grimaces and tips his head back against Lovi's briefly, then straightens up, "What inform... is this about Za- Lovino's..." he turns a bit to address Lovi, but reconsiders and turns back toward Liz, "Is this a gang thing...?"

She scowls at Lovi's crying, irritated with his voice, and turns her attention to Cody.

"You could say that," she said vaguely, "My employer is apparently an old friend of your boyfriend's here, and apparently he hasn't been so happy with him not returning his calls. Especially after making nice with the Viceroy."

"I didn't-" Lovi cuts himself short and cringes, trying to glare while still hiding his face because he can't exactly dry it in this position. "W-who the hell-?" His voice is cracked and whiny.

As he takes a shaky breath to calm himself, Cody takes over, now making a conscious effort to stay calm, "Who are you talking about?"

"So many questions," she scoffs with a slight roll of her eyes, typing a quick message on a phone that looked fairly similar to the ones given to the Incident's victims from the hospital.

After a pause, Lovi's eyes sharpen, "W-wait a minute is this about that fuckass revolutionary asshole!? I-"

"...What?" Cody stares at Lovi.

"...You're not important here." Lovi grunts at him and turns to Liz, "Let him go, you've got me now. He doesn't know anything. Or didn't. Fucking thanks."

"Hey, you don't need t-"

Lovi knocks his head forcefully against Cody's to shut him up.

"Do I need to separate you two?" Judas mocked.

"Whether he knows something or not, I can't just let him do as he pleases while you're in my custody, now that he knows I'm here. And yes, this is about that."

Lovi shakes his head, and snorts in annoyance, "Fine. Look, I'm not on the Viceroy's side. He... she... it... The Viceroy's got information I need. But I'm not on your client's side either, I just like him more. Maybe if he can tell me what the Viceroy's hiding from me I'll answer his goddamn calls." his eyes narrow, "So what're you here for, to rough me up? Save it, there's no point. All I want is information on my brother, if I get that I'm on the revolutionary bastard's team."

"Of course there's no point. That's why I'm not here to 'rough you up.' I'm bringing you in."

"Jesus fucking christ..." he groans. "Please tell me Codi's not coming."

A pause, and his voice softens a bit, "Why the fuck are you doing this? You were the first person to bitch at me siding with him." He gives her a hard look, "You're so goddamn weird..." And he actually looks very hurt by this. He is very hurt. He liked the struggle he and Liz had before, this feels wrong.

"Well that all depends on what exactly they want me to do with him. I don't think I can trust him not to call the cops."

Judas's eyes narrow as Lovi questions her. "You speak as if we've met before."

She slides off the counter and looms over him. "Let me guess. She looks just like me. Perhaps with a fondness for games?"

Lovi feels a bit of blood rush to his face, and he nods, "Yeah, and good morals. She's not afraid to stand up and help people." And one last bit is added on with a pointed glare, "And that makes her braver than either of us."

Cody mumbles, "You can just leave me here like this. As long as Lovino comes back to untie me you've got nothing to fear."

Lovino glances at him questioningly before nodding, "I guess that works. How 'bout for you, fake Lizza?"

"My name is Judas Liz," she snarled, turning away.

"And I'm not interested in compromise. I'm here on a job, nothing more."

She went over to a nearby drawer, rummaging through it.

"...You don't seem much like Judas... or like Lizza." He snorts, "You're weirder than her, you know that? Whatever, let me go. Keep him tied up. I'll come willingly. If that fucker is gonna talk I'll listen."

She isn't listening, continuing to rummage around in the drawers. Eventually she emerges with a bandana that she found, which she starts to fold into a long strip.

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