-=-Hiss-=- -- Aswan Bazaar

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Date Posted: 09:07:24 07/29/01 Sun
Author: Salia
Merchant
Subject: -=-Hiss-=-
In reply to: Bayda Malakeh, Azharu, & Aswad Fahd 's message, "Bayda sighs... the girl will not be able to kick her brothers so easily..." on 05:42:19 07/29/01 Sun

-=-She screams as she is taken into the men's grips, twisting and slinging her small weight about, legs flailing, trying to make contact with anything. As the woman steps before her she hisses angrily.-=- 'I would rather die than be a slave!' -=-As her just recently untied hands are tied back, she claws at the men's faces, snarling like a trapped animal. As one of the men looks down at her, she hisses andgrily, throwing her tied fists at him angrily. As she is tied to the saddle, she tosses herself backwards, having to be dragged instead of walking. Her already cut and chaffed wrists start bleeding again, btu she pays no attention, still snarling angrily.-=-
-=-The merchant steps foreward and tosses some thing st the woman.-=- 'I found these on her when we first found her unconsious. This dagger, this necklace, and this saber. All are of fine work, but I'd rather not sell them. If she ever works to free herself, you can give them to her, or maybe sell 'em.'

-=-The girls eyes widen at the sight of the dagger, necklace and saber, her snarls wavering, then turning to a howl of anger and pain.-=- 'Get your hands off my family's things, you dirty theif! You murderer!' -=-She continues her insults, cursing him, even going as far as to use the soldier's words she had heard from time to time, switching her language from Arabic to English, from English to French, screaming. Finally her screams stop as she looks at her family's things. Her mother's neckalace, given to her while she was dying, her father's saber, found next to his body, and her brother's dagger, given to her as a birth present. The shock, still not having had come, hit home as she gave a wail of pain, and thrashed about...-=-

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Bayda watches the girls struggle as she places a bag of money in the merchant's hand... -- Bayda, Azharu, & Fahd, 18:27:43 07/30/01 Mon
- -=-Defiance-=- -- Salia, 20:52:32 07/30/01 Mon