Chapter 8: Stranger Danger
Silent awoke to music blaring from the walls. "…. What's?" She didn't finish as she walked out. There were lights going around, crazy and music blared through speakers. She saw programs dancing away with others in the middle of the room.
A bar was on the right with drinkers. DJ's on the left.
She walked out to the room, sitting on a couch. She watched in fascination at the whole scene. She never saw this before. It intrigued her. They were dancing so… exotic.
"Hey…. What's your name?" A male program asked, his circuits blue, Silent. He was clearly drunk. A red Liberation in his hands. Must be a drug. He had brown hair and blue eyes.
"Um… I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." Silent said. She took out the card the woman gave her.
"I'm no stranger. I'mma disk jockey. My name is Dmitri." He drawled on his tongue. He was eyeing Silent. He wanted her. NOW. He sat down beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder. "So, your name?"
"I don't talk." Silent said, moving to the end of the couch.
"Well, I can see about that…." He trailed off, snaking his hands to her neck. He pushed down, making her the bottom as he sat on her. He put the drink down on the table, using his other hand to trail along her thigh. "Now, how about now?" He said.
Silent's face went from gray to pinkish in color. She was blushing. Her eyes went wide, and she tried to get up. The man ontop of her was heavy, and he had a good grip on her neck. Maybe she should have stayed in her room. "No!"
"Hmm… Not talking still? How about this." He said, tracing a pattern on her thigh, instantly making the suit pixilate off slowly. A hand touched her thigh, making her flinch. It began to go up her body to her chest. "Hm…. How about this?" He asked.
Silent blushed. "S… Stop!" She begged. She stuttered. She didn't like this! Not one bit! "Please!" She begged again.
"No… I like you. You're unique. Your circuits. Your hair and your eyes. Such a fancy color. I want you. Now." He drawled. He used his hands to pixilate the armor off Silent's chest.
She flipped. She began to thrash in his grip, trying to escape whatever was to come. She didn't want whatever was to come! "Let me go!" She yelled. She hoped to catch some sober program to help her.
Dmitri growled out. He pushed down onto her neck. "Listen to me here program. You're mine now. Whatever I want, I get. Understand? Just enjoy it." He hissed at her. His lips inches away from hers.
"I don't like you! Leave me alone!" She yelled once more. This time she felt someone pull the man off her body. She instantly cowered as she pushed her knees to her chest. Her chest was still derezzing slowly. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes.
...Ok, that chapter was a bit creepy... Ok, I didn't know if Libations existed back then in the 80's so I made it be. Don't yell at me D: And derezzing of the suites... yeah... Sorry! Toodles! :D Reviews would be appreciated! I have a big fan of this story, and I'm dreadfully sorry, but I have medical appoitments and stuff so I forget names... THIS IS FOR YOU :3
