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Post by HungryHunter on Jul 31, 2016 18:12:26 GMT
The girl watched Arthur leave with wide eyes. The moment he closed the door, he began scrambling about, searching everywhere for shelter. She tried the door a minute after he left, but found it iced over just like when he was there. Dejected, she kicked the door with a bare foot before turning to crawl under the bed. She grabbed the covers and pulled them down over the edge to make it impossible to see she was there from a glance.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 3, 2016 20:15:09 GMT
Not long after he went down there, Arthur came back carrying a large tray with leftover meat, a salad made from various vegetables and a glass of water along with a jug filled with more in case she needs it. The only problem was that the girl herself was gone. Seeing as it was impossible for her to leave without also leaving visible evidence that she did so, it didn't take too long for Arthur to figure out where she was. He made a table out of ice in front of his bed and placed the tray there. Then he walked over to his PC and turned it on.
After casting a Muffle spell so the girls next door could sleep in peace, he opened his Songs folder and looked through it until he found one he thought would be decent for the task at hand. It started with a violin before turning into a guitar.
he let the music play while he sat quietly and waited for the young girl to crawl from under his bed.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 4, 2016 3:06:57 GMT
Becky was well aware of the food when Arthur walked in the door, but it wasn't enough to make her come out. She just ventured to the edge and felt her stomach grumble. She remained until she heard the stirring chords of a violin course through the air. She screamed, a noise like a wild animal dying. Tears pouring down her face, she drug herself back under the bed. It was his favorite instrument. The one she heard in her nightmares.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 6, 2016 13:59:21 GMT
It was a good thing Muffle was activated, or the girl's yelp would've woken up Love and Haze, no doubt about it. Arthur quickly turned off the music. Crap. That didn't work. What the hell scared her that much? Was it the music? Surely not. Even plants can react to music positively. Maybe it was just the violin? But violins are supposed to be calming! Damn... Well, Arthur should still try again, maybe with something not containing violins. "Sorry, sorry. Let's try something different..."
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 6, 2016 17:57:35 GMT
Becky's sniffles slowly died down until the bed was silent. It was another minute before she poked her head back out to look curiously up at Arthur. She looked from him to the food to the computer. She remained hunched, staring until the song ended. Slowly she emerged and stood to approach the food. The moment she reached it her slowness ended. She shoveled salad and meat down her throat like she feared it would be taken away, splattering her already filthy body with plant and animal matter. She alternated between the food and water, ending up with a completely barren plate, empty cup, and soaked, food-covered dress. She looked back at Arthur with slightly more trusting eyes than before.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 9, 2016 20:01:03 GMT
She ate quickly. She ate messily. Was her speed a sign of her lack of socialization? Or perhaps a sign of starvation? In either case, damn you Master of Games! But at least she ate. That was a good sign. That meant he could end up gaining her trust by the end of this little "game". "Had enough? I'm sure I can find more stuff in the fridge."
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 9, 2016 22:49:34 GMT
Becky looked at Arthur with a complete lack of understanding. She just clawed at her dress again. The spots where it was stitched to her skin anchored it tight and she snarled. She yanked harder and spots of blood began to soak through the seams. Tears appeared in her eyes again and she gurgled. She grabbed the pitcher and brought it down on the table. Glass shattered and everything within range was soaked. Becky rummaged in the pieces and picked out a sharp one to grab and began cutting at the dress with it, ignoring the way it bit into her hand, already sliced in multiple places from breaking the glass. She just sobbed harder and harder as she sawed at the dress over and over.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 11, 2016 18:48:26 GMT
This was not good. Arthur rushed to the girl and grabbed her hand, but careful not to grab too hard. Hurting her now would be a bad idea. "Wait, I'll help." He put one hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her, while trying to take the glass from her with the other. He silently prayed for Wolfenhardt's blessing to help calm the child down.
If there are any stitches on her shoulder, he'll try to cut them with a sharp ice nail on his thumb to show how intentions. He just wants to help.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 11, 2016 22:41:42 GMT
Becky froze when her hand was grabbed. She looked with her petrified eyes into Arthur's kind ones and slowly released the bloody glass. She held still as Arthur took her shoulder and cut a stitch. Her pain seemed to give way to excitement. She waved to the the rest of areas her clothes were stitched to her body. Up close, her odor was nearly gagworthy, a combination of her own body odor, human waste, and the rotting food she had gotten stuck on her outfit. There was also the new stink of blood coming from her deeply gashed hand, wounds already getting dirt in them from her filthy body.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 13, 2016 9:01:56 GMT
Arthur braved through the terrible stench of the abused child and cut the other stitches and helped her take off the probably rotting dress. He cast a healing spell to close up the wounds, both from the stitches and from her "playing" with the glass. That didn't help with the dirt and blood coating her body though.
"Okay, now it's time for something truly special!"
Arthur opened the door and existed, waiting in front for the girl to follow him. He was sure she'd be glad to leave the room, even if her movements would still be limited. Walls of ice blocked any paths he didn't want her to take so she could't run away. And at the end of the path, what awaited her was a bath.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 13, 2016 15:48:43 GMT
The first thing Becky did when her dress was no longer fully attached, she ripped it off, glad for Arthur's help. Her body underneath was just as filthy, as well as shockingly hairy. As Arthur left, she ran up behind to tackle him with a hug. She gratefully squeezed him for a few seconds before retreating behind him again. She warily peered into the bathroom, but seemed to recognize it as safe after a moment. She avoided the ice walls and walked into the room, dancing a little from the cold tile.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 13, 2016 17:53:59 GMT
They couldn't use Arthur's bathroom because it only had a shower and Arthur figured a pleasant bath was something the poor girl needed more then a shower. He plugged the drain and turned on the warm water. While they waited for the bath to fill, he found all the different bath scents he could. Living in the same house as Loveline, he managed to find twelve of them without too much digging. He opened up all the bottles and laid them all out.
"Right, you can pick whichever one you want now." He brought one of them closer to the girl's nose. Once she reacted to it, he would bring in another and another. Even if she can't communicate it or even if she doesn't understand what's asking of her, her reactions would help him figure out what she likes. Or maybe she'll figure out what he wants and end up choosing on her own. If she even wants a fragrance.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 13, 2016 18:53:39 GMT
Becky looked at the line of bottles Arthur made and plopped herself down on the ground, legs spread. She leaned forward to curiously sniff the offered bottles. When lavender made its smell apparent, she grabbed it from Arthur to keep sniffing. She hugged the bottle to her chest and looked up at Arthur. She didn't understand this gift, but she certainly liked it.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 13, 2016 21:22:36 GMT
Arthur closed all the remaining bottles and put them away. "Okay! Now... How exactly do those work?" Probably just pour some into the water. And it just so happened that the bath finished filling up. Time for some experimentation!
He gentled patted the girl's back to get her to get closer to the tub. Then he could pour some of the lavander scented thing in and after that he can figure out how to get her to go in, too.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 6:04:35 GMT
Becky just grumbled when touched. She didn't move from that, but she saw the water and understood what it meant. She climbed in and sat, instantly releasing a dark cloud that spread through the water, only becoming thicker when she made some attempt at scrubbing. She hummed the song Arthur had played for her and kicked her feet, splashing water over the sides of the tub.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 14, 2016 15:25:31 GMT
Arthur watched in horror as dirt filled the water. Stirring the bottom of a clear lake would have less effect on the color of the water. Realizing that he'll need to change the water soon, he decided to go clean the glass out of his room (and burn the girl's dress) and by the time, she should have scrubbed off enough dirt to make the next round of bathing more pleasant. Maybe he could even help her wash her hair then. Beautiful hair can't be washed in brown water!
"You stay here until I come back, okay?" Arthur looked at Becky and without waiting for an answer (which probably wouldn't come anyway), he left.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 16:23:10 GMT
Becky just kept scrubbing when Arthur left. A minute after, she stood. Her body was still filthy, but she doubted the water was going to take any more off. The nice man clearly wanted her clean. She stepped out of the tub and walked out of the bathroom, tracking filthy water on her travel down the hall. She opened a door near Arthur's room and stepped in, finding herself in Loveline's room. She walked past the bed, looking for another bathroom. Certainly there were more around to clean herself in.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 14, 2016 17:03:57 GMT
When Becky entered the room, Loveline and Hazel yelped in unison. The startled Hazel hastily closed the black butterfly she was holding and both of them turned toward the unexpected intruder. The girl that creepy bastard left in Arthur's care was here! And she was naked! And soaking wet!
"Wh-what are you doing here?" A panic-struck Love asked in a hushed voice.
Arthur finished gathering the shards of glass and wrapped them up in the tattered dress then put the clump into a plastic bag. Now, the girl is gonna need a change of clothes once she's done. Perhaps he could find something in Loveline's wardrobe that could fit her. As he was leaving his room, he noticed a watery trail on the floor going past his room and ending in the room next to it. Gulp. He hoped the girl was quiet enough not to wake up Loveline and Hazel.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 17:36:13 GMT
Becky just stared and blinked at Loveline and Hazel. She wasn't intending to wake them up, just find if they had another water machine. She held out a hairy arm and imitated scrubbing, hoping for them to understand what she wanted. She couldn't understand their language, but she got they were scared by her appearance. She hoped her gestures didn't scare them more. The nice man might get mad.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 14, 2016 17:56:35 GMT
"Um, I think that she's looking for the bath."
"Wasn't she there a second ago?" The girls talked in whispers. Loveline turned to the girl. "Sorry, there's no bath here. Dad should be in his room, so..."
"So you are here." Arthur said, peering into the room. "Sorry she woke you up, girls. I was gonna tell you about her in the morning. She'll be staying with us today, so I let her take a bath and left just for a second. We'll be going now and I'll make sure she doesn't bother you again." Arthur went to the girl, took her hand and started walking out. "Oh, um, before you go to sleep, do you think you could find something for her to wear, Love? She doesn't have any clothes at the moment."
"Yeah, I can see that. I'll leave something in front of the bathroom."
"Thanks, honey. Good night. You too, princess. Sweet dreams."
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