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Realistic or Modern Severed Sisters

James is watching them dance still, his eyes haven't left Samantha.
David smiles and says "I understand what you mean sis' and that keep dancing even though he is staring to fire.

Bell laughs and says "for starters you are the only person you is allowed to speak to me in such a way, and I dont think it is hatred, form the reactions I remember I think it is somthing closer to Friendship or parenthood, or possibly what you had with sage. As for the Bible, I'd offer you another book but I dont read anything exept mine so I dont know what to offer you."
 
Samantha just nodded her head and hummed in response. She tore her gaze away from James. She looked away and sighed wanting to melt as the dance instructor, told them that dance was done. She pulled away and grabbed her hair pulling it up and holding it as she caught her breath.

Oliver looked down near the beginning when she spoke. He closed his eyes thinking of Sage. “I wouldn’t know either. I’ve only ever heard of the Bible and read in it with my family.“ he grimaced as he thought of that onetime sagecame over with a book on King Arthur. It made sense to him how she got it now.
 
"Is there something you want to read about? There are supplemental books, ones by scholars who study the Bible, I can get you some of those of your like, I know we have some I can give you. While I'm here is there anything else you want since you don't ask me?" Bell says to Oliver
 
“I’m... I’m okay with not having those other books.” He tried smiling at her.
“I’m not much for people’s opinions on the Bible and all that stuff.. I like more of the stories found in the Bible more than anything.” He looked around unsure about himself. Most of the things he wanted she couldn’t give him. He wanted to see his family. He wanted to listen to Sage sing once more, he wanted to hold some one dear to him like he saw the siblings. He also wanted to get some fresh air, to breath. He doubted she could do that for him.

All his time down here,even working out was inside or underground. He and Samantha hadn’t seen the sunlight nor felt the fresh breeze since being brought here.
“Is there a way to go outside?” He asked going out on a limb.
 
"We have history books, I'll bring you some. As for going outside..." Bell paused for a long time. She herself didn't go outside, the last time had been the night she grabbed him. Finally she said "if I ever go out, not on a mission, I'll bring you with me"
 
He peeked his head up at that. They sat in silence for a long time so when she spoke it was surprising to him. “Promise?” He asked her knowing she would keep her word.

Samantha sighed as she grabbed a cup and filled it with water. That was the nice thing about this teacher, he gave them water and small resting breaks. He knew how hard and tired some dancing could get.
She drank her water and stood off to the side as the instructor was helping her brother with his posture and stance.
 
Bell nodded and stood "Is there anything else?" She asked. She didn't know why she rose, she just kinda did.

David bit his tung, the instructor was trying to correct his posture and stance but he clearly didn't know the dance and was trying to get him in the wrong posture and into a stance that wold inhibit the dancing of swing. Was this a test? He didn't know whether to obey the instructor or do the task correctly, failure to do eather would result in punishment. He looked to Samantha slightly fearfully.
 
“I-...” Oliver didn’t know what else. He really didn’t have anything else but he didn’t want to be alone. He hated that. “Could you just stay for a moment?” He asked her. He watched as she rose.

Samantha was kinda oblivious in that. She gave him a smile and a thumbs up. She then moved to grab some more water. She filled her cup up and slowly drank it. She raised her head and that’s when she remembered the eyes. Her own eyes gazed around the place looking for the other pair.
 
James was agenst the wall watching, he was mostly paying attention to Samantha, but he did keep an eye on David as well as watching them both was his job. The then want ams overfed his hand to Samantha indicating to the floor with his head.

"Yes" said Bell and she sat back against the wall. "I don't think I can get you outside, I'm sorry I don't go outside myself. I will try though" she told him.
 
Samantha eyed James as he motioned to the dance floor. She assumed he wanted her back on there. She sighed. She was given a break just for once and they wanted to pull it away from her. She placed down her glass next to the pitcher and began walked over to her brother and the trainer again. Her eyes glanced to James trying to see if he was happy she was obeying. She didn’t see any emotion.
She stood near, awaiting instructions.

Oliver smiles softly.”Thanks...I didn’t expect much... honest. I knew it was a long shot before I even asked. He sighed blowing a strand of his hair. It was getting pretty long over the coarses of those weeks.
 
James took Samantha's hand and started to do the steps of the walt's. He couldn't tell her what he wanted do he tried to shower her. He wanted to dance with her.

Bell sat there and then gave a small smile. "If you want a haircut you just need to ask" then she gave a lagh. "Usually when I train people it's to shut up and fallow orders, but It likes like I'm going to need to teach you to speek up and make requests" she giggles again. Then composes herself.
 
Samantha blinked back her shock but complied. The trainer didn’t even glance her way as James pulled her to his side and started to side step. She instantly recognized those steps as the beginning of a waltz. Her eyes glanced up towards him and moved to be closer, she held onto him like one would in this dance. She moved gracefully, following his lead though she could’ve lead him all her self.

Oliver smiles at her laugh. He was always some one trying to see some one else’s smiles and laughs. “Who says I want a hair cut.” He grinned cheekily. He blew his hair.”this makes for quite the entertainment Bell.” He smiled her giggle still ringing in his ears.
 
James lead her dangling and even faintly smild. It is was like a bit of a dream for him.

David looked over and saw his sister dancing with there gard. Was that normal? Then the instructor moved him again and he gave up the debate in his head desidong he wold ask AnnaBell the next time she was there and if that was cause for punishment he wold beg to take it himself. He wondered how he wold be punished, did it fall under disobedience? He just tried ti do his best to comply.

Bell smild then got up and whent to tuch his hair pushing it out of his face and lifting his chin to examin him. "I think the length suts you, but if I gets long enough to gather I'm cutting it" she said finally then steped back.
 
Samantha sighed as they twirled around the ball room. She hummed a classic song for a dance like this, keeping tempo and creating more of an elegant spin. Her eyes fell out of her day dream and she looked up to her partner. He was gazing down at her.
“What?” She asked him though she knew he couldn’t speak. “Cat got your tongue?” She smirked slightly holding in a chuckle before going to touch her face brushing anything off of there was something on her face.

Oliver gazed up as she held his chin up. He couldn’t help but laugh softly. He recalled how often Sage told him to leave it long like it was. But it just didn’t work for him for the most part. He kept it short and she still loved it.
“Didn’t know you could cut hair.” He teased a bit.
 
'What Cat got your tung' James nodded and opend his mouth just enough to show her he indeed had no tung. He was curious how she would react to that fact.

Bell shook her head with a smile and said "anyone can cut hair, it's a mater of how well, I'll have a gard cut yours when your ready or if it get to long. I can cut flesh with absolut precision but I've never attempted to cut short hair and I intend to ensure you look as best as possible." Then she stepped forward and unhooked the hair from here she had tucked it making It fall back into his face. "I haven't cut mine since I was taken, thow I will use a knife to clean the ends. Not that it matters I keep it plated and some pind as well."
 
Her eyes widened shocked at how he just opened his mouth slightly to show that indeed some one else had his tongue. What was more shocking was the fact he opened up and shared a piece of information about himself with her. She had suspected he had no tongue but never thought it was true. She stumbled slightly taken back not fearful just surprised at the sudden show.
“That’s an expression. It wasn’t a literal phrase Rusio.” Sam called him by his last name scolding slightly and continued to dance. She never once broke her form. She had scarier scares in her life during dances.

Oliver chuckled slightly and pushed the hair out of his face that she had pulled back. He nodded his head understanding.”that explains why it’s so long then..” he commented.
 
James give her a look reminding her to hold her ting. Then laughed and pointed to himself then his temple while continuing the dance, he was telling her 'I know'. He continued to dance with her.
Danial watched the interaction in the mirror, and frowned. He began an internal debate, he didn't like the idea of anyone with his sister especially a gard form this place but if she was with the gard she may have some extra protection. He got so lost that he just stopped forget to comply with the instructor who slapped him.
James jumped to atattention and grabed David who didn't bother to struggle he was terrified now, what punishment wold which one of them receive. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I zoned out, I'm sorry. Please don't hurt her I'm sorry, please..." he begged as he was blindfolded and dragged down to the torture room in the hall and put in the chair. Gards surrounded Sam expecting a fight.
Sam was put in position and secured. Davies was pleading and telling her he was sorry so sorry mit Allah that came out where muffled noses as thay had stuffed a gag in his mouth to get him to shut up, or hadn't occured to them to order it. Sam wa then given 10 lashes with the whip.

Bel smild a bit dreamily and said "actually that is one of the few vestiges of my old life I carry, I dont know want it was like where you where from bit where I was raised long hair was valued in women." Then she sat next to him and looked down "I alwase kept that, that wold threaten to cut it off sometimes bit that was the one thing they never did, I think thay knew it would be my braking point, the one thing that wold go to far. Its silly I know but..." she trailed off them rose quickly hearing a commotion. It was James James dragging Oliver. James held up one finger and pointed at Davind Davind telling her he had disobeyed one order. Sam soon flowed. Bell did not thought, she sat back in the corner of Oliver's cell stony one more.
 
It all happened so quickly. She remembered raising a brow at his laugh, relieved her comment didn’t cause her trouble like it normally would have. She understood his message trying to conviey. Then in the blink of an eye he was gone and on top of her brother. She had half the mind not to jump and yell. She remained quiet and still, even when the guards grabbed her roughly. She knew her place. She knew if she resisted Oliver and David would get hurt. She allowed herself to be taken and it was different this time. She knelt on the ground and leaned against the block. She wasn’t sitting in a chair she was-
Pain. Pain erupted through her back. She screamed in shock at first at how much it hurt. She blinked back the surprise and tried keeping in most of the pain, so her brother wouldn’t know how much it really hurt. She wondered how Oliver managed to do 50. She silently allowed the tears to fall from her cheek and her body to shake.

Oliver looked to her. It was true. It was a high valued thing. He looked up as he saw the guard drag sams older brother and thrust him in the cell. His eyes found Samanatha as she entered, her back red from the blood. He fingered that was her screams not too long ago. He frowned and remained quiet as he watched the interactions.
 
Bell had no reaction, she felt nothing. In her mind the only change between now and befoer was she could no longer speak freely with Oliver at the moment.
Daved was put in the cell they had thrown him in when he first arrived. Was screaming, mostly incoherently but occasionally the words Sam and NO along with Please, Sammy, and Sorry could be Hurd.
James cleland up the room, he had removed the top of Sam's dress enough to clean and dress the wounds then pit the ruend dress back on her. He noted AnnaBell in her pet's cell, but that was it it wasn't his place to question or form opinions on her life even as her second. When he was done he left to go write reports, then several hours later he got there dinner, the siblings where identical cooked beaf and potato, olvers also had the herbs and some frute. The brought the food and pit the siblings trays in Sam's cell and put Oliver's in his cell. Then he whent back to David, who had screamed himself hoarse, and moved him into Sam's cell.
 
Oliver ate his food happily eating all of it. He couldn’t help but flinch at the screams. He watched as Sam was brought into her own cell. She laid down on her bed exhausted. She closed her eyes and laid there sleeping too tired even when she could hear the screams. She flinched and Fell furtherZ

It wasn’t until her cellwas opened when she opened her eyes. She saw the tray being placed down. She raised her head and watched as her brother came in. She smiled sadly at him.

Oliver ate his food quietly and watched them. His eyes landed on Samantha. She was whipped.. because of her brother. He began to feel pity.. he began to miss the sage he knew.
 
Daved came over and sat on the ground next to Samantha's head."I'm so sorry sam, I am so sorry. I got cough in my head and the next thing I know I was binge slapped then dragged off. I'm so sorry" he was sofly stroking her hair. He then looked around and wisperd to her "The gard you danced with like you, we can try and use that sam" he is trying to give her hope.

Bell hasn't moved again. She is still siting in Oliver's cell statrong at the wall, he hasn't closed her eyes like she usually does though.
 
Samantha looked to him surprised. She wanted to laugh but felt like sleeping there. “What are you talking about? He does not. He does not like me. I was dancing with him like I’ve done before with other guards.” She huffed and smiled at his touch.
“I’m okay. Don’t worry about it. It’s okay.”
she leaned into his touch.

Oliver noticed bell just sitting there. Hewatched how she kept her eyes opened.
“are you going to eat?” He asked her.
 
"I can tell when your lying sis, I know your tell. Ether it was the first time you danced with a gard or the first time he asked you to dance. And de doesn't take his eyes of you, not in the hes watching you as his job way but in the he can't look away way. He likes you a lot and we can take advantage of that, atlest you can" he was positive.

"No" said Bell and she fought not to look at him. She wold eat somthing befoer bed unless she slept hear. She always ait in the morning's though. Somthing in her knew he Oliver asked her to eat though she would.
 
Samantha mulled on his words. Could she, could she finally escape now not with just Oliver but with her brother. She still doubted that he liked her, but that would explain why she felt like some one was watching her so much. She huffed and rolled her eyes choosing not to believe. She groaned and sat up attempting to go and eat.

“Bell. I really suggest you eat something. I haven’t seen you eat at all today. And you’ve been here almost the entire day.” Oliver protested and watched her intently.
 
"I eat before you wake up. And I'll eat before bed if it will ease your mind."said Bell quielty so only he would hear and even barely then.

"I'm serious Sammy he does like you, I saw him flirting and indulging your teasing. He didn't punish you for the way you spoke to him, I got you a does of pain syrup for saying something similar. He realy likes you and I think you should atlest pretend to reciprocate. It could gain you freedom. And what is there to lose?" He said then began eating his own food.
(Did the sight crash for you?)
 

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