Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл He stood before the table his chosen victim was chained to, taking a moment to study her before he turned to the table nearby upon which several jars were sitting...various manner of insects contained within..leeches, ants and wasps as well as various-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл instruments he intended to use..taking the gag first, he placed it tightly against her mouth and tied it on then laid her head back down..reaching to pick up a metal tube, he moved to her feet ..fastened to stirrups as if she were prepped to give birth-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл he had the opposite planned however..and moved to slide the tube in, taking a bag then and moved to the jar of ants, opening it he dumped them into the small bag and shook it up to get them riled then moved back to where she could see-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл noting the terrified look in her eyes he smiled and worked the thin lip of the bag into the tube...letting the ants crawl in to make their journey into her womb...removing the tube once he felt the bag was empty and tossed it into the nearby-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл flames to kill any that might remain, just in case. Then he took a needle and catgut thread, sewing her closed there..and tying the thread off firmly, he used the dagger he had laid out to cut it off close then retreated, picking up the jar-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл of wasps this time, he set it down on her stomach and cut a thin, deep line, placing the tube in, as he had before to repeat the process..filling the bag with the angered wasps, he was careful to avoid being stung himself ..he glanced-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл up toward the girl's face to see her struggling as the wasps began to fill her stomach..stinging everywhere before spreading throughout her body...pulling the tube free, he sewed the wound closed then grabbed the leeches, and a pair of thin plier style-c
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл devices, to pull one leech out at a time, placing them at various points on her body...one under each breast, one to either side of the stomach wound then he moved her from the table, chaining her up by her wrists to place them in a straight line down-c-
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл the middle of her back, atop the spine....the tasks done..he removed the gag to let her scream...closing his eyes as the sound filled the chamber, high pitched and sweet. He tilted his head back letting it wash over him-c-
	Κђзϊтα : ew...dya gotta be so graphic? some of us have to sleep at some point tonight ....>.> )).
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл before he reached for the needle and thread one last time, sewing her mouth shut and leaving her to die..taking the candle with him to leave her in darkness...wandering back along the corridor toward the main hall.
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл chuckles)
	Κђзϊтα : thats pussy to you ~growls~ ))
	Niсноlаі : * takes keita and hides her in his cuppy * ))
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ ...as Cassiel quit the dark chamber, there was a soft sweep of cold breeze that travelled down the hall, leaving the torches flickering faintly in their moorings. Standing just outside the door as Cassiel exited was Tihlyh, his hair tied back into a <C>
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ long tail, his robes rustling softly as he smiled his cold grin, his pale features appearing almost clammy in the ill lighting. His long fingers curled gently, and he slowly drew his fingers up to press against his own neck, gently cockign his hip to <c>
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ cocking** his hip to the side as he looked up at Cassiel approvingly, his crimson eyes gleaming softly in the low light provided by the candle...,"My my...death by insect...how original. Good work, I must say..."
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл turned around when he heard Tih speak and walked back toward him, leaning casually against the wall by one of the torches, crossing his arms.."I hope she enjoyed it as much as I did", he shook his head and laughed.
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ ...his twisted grin widened, and his cold eyes grew colder as he peered down the hallway in the catacombs...a faint sound roused the attention of his sensitive ears, and he slowly took a step in its direction...,"Ah...I am sure she enjoyed it just as <c>
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ much as my most recent work--join me, sir? It is sure to be...," Tihlyh slowly lowered his left hand to gently pull back the side of his robes, revealing, upon the utilitarian leather belt, various hooks and scalpels and other devious-looking <c>
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ instruments strapped there...,"Filled with the revelry that only the dying can provide..."
 	Сαѕѕíзl·Jáċobî«Ŗл tilted his head to the side, considering the options available with such instruments ..then lifted his gaze back up to Tih's.."We will most definately have to work on a project together sometime soon,,perhaps later this night?".
	Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ ...he nodded softly and withdrew slowly...,"Come see me in room seven when you return...I promise to have him nicely softened by that time. Awake, alive, and wriggling...," his words echoed hauntingly down the stone passageway as he quietly opened the <C>
		Tíhlyh•LзМοrtз•ŖÐ thick, wooden cell door, and entered, his robes billowing out in a trail behind him as he slid inside, and then gently closed the door behind him...as he entered, there was an immediate screech, followed by a rather forceful-sounding slap...