Agrabah 2932
By:Kalynn Osburn(writer)
Laura Huser((Creator of Nefret))
((Nothing is spelled incorrectly, Anna just has an accent))
"Oh by Hathor my achin head!" Nefret sat up in her bed and groaned, placing both hands against her temples. Her whole body felt numb and slightly fuzzy. The only comfort was the soft matress underneath her and the cool sheets against her skin.
"Kinda' feels like ya' gotta bad hang-ova don' it.?" Came a voice from the doorway. Nefret turned over in her bed and spied a young woman...no...more like a girl, standing in the entry, wearing what looked like a mechanics pair of overalls and a white t-shirt. She couldn't be more then 13, maybe 14 if you streatched your imagination a little. She body was so incredibly petite she looked like a breeze would blow her over. Her skin was olive tones and her face had a rather Greek look to it, but attractive, in a frail way. The kind of waif look that made men automatically protective. Her hair was extreamly long and a dirty-brown color, but that might have been from all the dirt and oil smudged on her pretty face. Her eyes were wide, expressive, and hazle. The only abnormal thing about her apperence was the mechanized arm which looked like somthing directly from the second Terminator movie that replaced her left hand. "It'll wear off in about an hour or two, until then what ya needs is sum' coffe and a showa'." She pointed towards a back room with her metel/skeletal hand.
Nefret tried not to let the abnormality phase her and sat straight up and looked around her. As she'd suspected, her surroundings resembeled the inside oof an auto shop more then they did that of a temple. Parts to variouse machines lined the walls as well as tools and a sink. Her bed was more like a cot at one corner with ,(thankfully), clean sheets. Anubis was in the process of being scratched by the little waif who had apparently set her up here. "Where...where am I?"
"Your in my underground auto shop." The waif smiled. "Roi brought ya down last night and I figured I'd see ya got a decent rest." She held out a hand. "Names Mech Anna Cleaise.Most people just call me Anna.I make sure all equipment runs smooth as a babys ass 'round here."
"Nefret." She took the hand cautiously, trusting her dogs judgement of character. "Priestess of Hathor."
"Oh so your the girl Roi had to rescuse! An' here was me thinkin' ya were jus' anotha girlfriend Roi needed me to break it to gently." She held a hand to her side and laughed."Wouldn't be the first time she'd sent a one night stand down here." Mecha laughed again, a sound that could have cracked glass, and handed Nefret a cup of thick black stuff that vaugly resembeled coffie. "Drink up, it's good stuff, but it'll put hair in places ya didn't know ya had."
Nefret daringly took a sip and grimaced, but she could feel her hangover ebbing away and decided she could shave any excess hair later. The stuff was putrid, but effective. "So I'm in your shop. That only tells me so much."
"Fraid anymore will mean your deat. Wouldn't want you knowing how to get out of this place. Roi went through so much trouble to save your ass." Anna flipped her hair over her shoulder and picked up a muffle with her mechanical hand. "Get up and get a shower, plenty of soap and water. Roi will probibly want to talk to you a little later on." With that, Anna closed the door on Nefret and the sound of metel clinking together soon followed.
The bath felt wonderful, but her body still stayed numb. The seditive they had given her was keeping her emmensly calm, all things considered, but her mind raced with possibilitys. Apparently, her rescuer was no where to be found and had dumped her off with a mechanice who's waifish apperance was off set by the fact that she had a metel appendage. By the time she'd wrapped a towle around herself, Nefret's cloathing had been lain across her bed, cleaned and folded nicely, and a breakfast of scrambeled eggs and sausage links sat beside a cup of that brew Anna defined as coffie.
"Eat up."
Nefret nearly jumped out of her towle." What IS it with people sneaking up and disembodied voices poping up out of nowhere!?" She hollered and spun around to see her demonic friend sitting on a chair, calmly lighting another cigerette. Nefret grabbed a pillow and flung it at the woman.
Roi caught it with an outstreatched hand and put it behind her head. "Relax sweetheart. Get dressed ,we've got work to do." she leaned back in the chair and looked around. "Damn Anaa, she can't keep this place clean if she tried."
"I don see ya room bein any clenaer you reject from the brimstone!" A crash of somthing heavy and serveal curses came from the next room and sombody kicked a hubcap past the door. "Stupid freakin retail junk!"
Roi snickered and looked over at Nefret. "Go on get dressed." she gestured to the cloaths.
Nefret felt her cheeks burn. "Um...hello...you could turn around..or somthing."
The demoness took a long puff from her cigerette and shook her head. "I was paid to keep an eye on you twenty-four/seven."
Nefret put a stubborn look on her face. "That didn't matter when you left me in the care of miss gears and cogs overe there!" she yelled out and pointed accusingly.
"Oh don't be such a whiny bitch. I've had my eyes on you for nearly three days before this, so I've seen anything you'd have to offer...not that it amounts to much." Roi had to dodge to avoid the throw tray which had been aimed quite nicely at her head. She snapped back up with cat-like reflexes and stopped the next object before it left Nefret's hand. "Look...your scared, and defensive, and I was paid a LOT of money to keep you safe." her red eyes glowed brightly. "Lets not tempt me to lower the price....kay?" She said in a low growl and released the stubborn priestesses hand.
Nefret got a half pouty, half rebelliouse look on her face, somthing that made her lips pooch out and her eyes narrow, making her face look like a little anime dolls. It was almost adorible, if not for the fists at her side. Without another word, she flung the towle off and began dressing with no hurry, aware of the two glowing eyes watching her from the shadows. When she turned back around, Roi was relaxed in the chair, snoring peacefully, like she'd fallen asleep the moment the towle had been removed."Well don't that just beat all."
Nefret took Anubis by the coller and approached the sleeping female. In her holster, Nefret spied the laser blaster and by the side of her boot she could make out the contours of a knife.She snuck closer and gently prodded the boot knife with one finger, watching for any reaction fron the woman. When there was none, she slipped her fingers around the handle and pulled it out slowly, sliding it into her belt with compleat silence.
Next came the gun, which was a great deal trickyer then the knife. The gun was strapped into it's holster tightly and Nefret fiddeled gently with the strap for a second, undoing the first knot with a slight tug here and there, and suddenly the whole thing came lose, almost landing on the metel floor and creating far more of a disturbance then she wanted. She caught the gun just in time and slid it into her pocket.
"No way I'm sticking around to find out the real reason these weirdos kidnapped me! I'm going back to the temple and then getting out of town as quick as I can." Nefret declared to her dog as they ran down the hallways.
((Nothing is spelled incorrectly, Anna just has an accent))
"Oh by Hathor my achin head!" Nefret sat up in her bed and groaned, placing both hands against her temples. Her whole body felt numb and slightly fuzzy. The only comfort was the soft matress underneath her and the cool sheets against her skin.
"Kinda' feels like ya' gotta bad hang-ova don' it.?" Came a voice from the doorway. Nefret turned over in her bed and spied a young woman...no...more like a girl, standing in the entry, wearing what looked like a mechanics pair of overalls and a white t-shirt. She couldn't be more then 13, maybe 14 if you streatched your imagination a little. She body was so incredibly petite she looked like a breeze would blow her over. Her skin was olive tones and her face had a rather Greek look to it, but attractive, in a frail way. The kind of waif look that made men automatically protective. Her hair was extreamly long and a dirty-brown color, but that might have been from all the dirt and oil smudged on her pretty face. Her eyes were wide, expressive, and hazle. The only abnormal thing about her apperence was the mechanized arm which looked like somthing directly from the second Terminator movie that replaced her left hand. "It'll wear off in about an hour or two, until then what ya needs is sum' coffe and a showa'." She pointed towards a back room with her metel/skeletal hand.
Nefret tried not to let the abnormality phase her and sat straight up and looked around her. As she'd suspected, her surroundings resembeled the inside oof an auto shop more then they did that of a temple. Parts to variouse machines lined the walls as well as tools and a sink. Her bed was more like a cot at one corner with ,(thankfully), clean sheets. Anubis was in the process of being scratched by the little waif who had apparently set her up here. "Where...where am I?"
"Your in my underground auto shop." The waif smiled. "Roi brought ya down last night and I figured I'd see ya got a decent rest." She held out a hand. "Names Mech Anna Cleaise.Most people just call me Anna.I make sure all equipment runs smooth as a babys ass 'round here."
"Nefret." She took the hand cautiously, trusting her dogs judgement of character. "Priestess of Hathor."
"Oh so your the girl Roi had to rescuse! An' here was me thinkin' ya were jus' anotha girlfriend Roi needed me to break it to gently." She held a hand to her side and laughed."Wouldn't be the first time she'd sent a one night stand down here." Mecha laughed again, a sound that could have cracked glass, and handed Nefret a cup of thick black stuff that vaugly resembeled coffie. "Drink up, it's good stuff, but it'll put hair in places ya didn't know ya had."
Nefret daringly took a sip and grimaced, but she could feel her hangover ebbing away and decided she could shave any excess hair later. The stuff was putrid, but effective. "So I'm in your shop. That only tells me so much."
"Fraid anymore will mean your deat. Wouldn't want you knowing how to get out of this place. Roi went through so much trouble to save your ass." Anna flipped her hair over her shoulder and picked up a muffle with her mechanical hand. "Get up and get a shower, plenty of soap and water. Roi will probibly want to talk to you a little later on." With that, Anna closed the door on Nefret and the sound of metel clinking together soon followed.
The bath felt wonderful, but her body still stayed numb. The seditive they had given her was keeping her emmensly calm, all things considered, but her mind raced with possibilitys. Apparently, her rescuer was no where to be found and had dumped her off with a mechanice who's waifish apperance was off set by the fact that she had a metel appendage. By the time she'd wrapped a towle around herself, Nefret's cloathing had been lain across her bed, cleaned and folded nicely, and a breakfast of scrambeled eggs and sausage links sat beside a cup of that brew Anna defined as coffie.
"Eat up."
Nefret nearly jumped out of her towle." What IS it with people sneaking up and disembodied voices poping up out of nowhere!?" She hollered and spun around to see her demonic friend sitting on a chair, calmly lighting another cigerette. Nefret grabbed a pillow and flung it at the woman.
Roi caught it with an outstreatched hand and put it behind her head. "Relax sweetheart. Get dressed ,we've got work to do." she leaned back in the chair and looked around. "Damn Anaa, she can't keep this place clean if she tried."
"I don see ya room bein any clenaer you reject from the brimstone!" A crash of somthing heavy and serveal curses came from the next room and sombody kicked a hubcap past the door. "Stupid freakin retail junk!"
Roi snickered and looked over at Nefret. "Go on get dressed." she gestured to the cloaths.
Nefret felt her cheeks burn. "Um...hello...you could turn around..or somthing."
The demoness took a long puff from her cigerette and shook her head. "I was paid to keep an eye on you twenty-four/seven."
Nefret put a stubborn look on her face. "That didn't matter when you left me in the care of miss gears and cogs overe there!" she yelled out and pointed accusingly.
"Oh don't be such a whiny bitch. I've had my eyes on you for nearly three days before this, so I've seen anything you'd have to offer...not that it amounts to much." Roi had to dodge to avoid the throw tray which had been aimed quite nicely at her head. She snapped back up with cat-like reflexes and stopped the next object before it left Nefret's hand. "Look...your scared, and defensive, and I was paid a LOT of money to keep you safe." her red eyes glowed brightly. "Lets not tempt me to lower the price....kay?" She said in a low growl and released the stubborn priestesses hand.
Nefret got a half pouty, half rebelliouse look on her face, somthing that made her lips pooch out and her eyes narrow, making her face look like a little anime dolls. It was almost adorible, if not for the fists at her side. Without another word, she flung the towle off and began dressing with no hurry, aware of the two glowing eyes watching her from the shadows. When she turned back around, Roi was relaxed in the chair, snoring peacefully, like she'd fallen asleep the moment the towle had been removed."Well don't that just beat all."
Nefret took Anubis by the coller and approached the sleeping female. In her holster, Nefret spied the laser blaster and by the side of her boot she could make out the contours of a knife.She snuck closer and gently prodded the boot knife with one finger, watching for any reaction fron the woman. When there was none, she slipped her fingers around the handle and pulled it out slowly, sliding it into her belt with compleat silence.
Next came the gun, which was a great deal trickyer then the knife. The gun was strapped into it's holster tightly and Nefret fiddeled gently with the strap for a second, undoing the first knot with a slight tug here and there, and suddenly the whole thing came lose, almost landing on the metel floor and creating far more of a disturbance then she wanted. She caught the gun just in time and slid it into her pocket.
"No way I'm sticking around to find out the real reason these weirdos kidnapped me! I'm going back to the temple and then getting out of town as quick as I can." Nefret declared to her dog as they ran down the hallways.