Ami was ready, the soliders had been put in the cages above the court-yard giving them a perfect view of what was happening down below and the rest of the women had been prepared and word had spread like wild fire through the camp and now everyone knew what they had to do.
She wasnt coming out till half way through the ceremony.
Kneeling in front of her shrine to the earth goddess, she bowed her head and prayed for the patience and acting ability to go through with what she was about to do and to have the balls to be able to pull it off.
Shaking herself at the sound of such unsightly language coming from a lady, she silently cursed Haruka and her habit of cursing whenever anything bad happened to her or anyone else.
She now knew way to many curses and they seemed to come spilling out whenever she didnt want them to.
Even when she wasnt saying anything.
Smiling, she closed her eyes and spread her arms, and took up one of the many earth positions she had been taught by the religious order that had taken her in. (think yoga position)
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Lita and Mina were in their element.
A huge bonfire stood two meters tall in the middle of the courtyard, the cages were hanging arond it and all the tribes was gathered around it, some kneeling by the side others beating the drums.
The drums gradually got faster and then they came in.
A hush decended on the tribe as the two girls walked in, wearing black tattoos painted all over, bare footed, wearing two dangling gold halter necks that shimmered in the light of the fire and black ripped skirts. Jewellery was hanging of every avaible part of their boddies, from their ankles to the gold chain leading from their ear to their noses. Even their hair had gold links in it, held high in a half ponytail bun.
Shimmering and sliding they walked around the fire, until the music slowly began to play again.
Faster and faster they danced, arms pumping their bodies in and out to the beat, stomachs rolling, heads shaking in a primitive way so familiar to all and yet to all the soliders terrifying.
They hadnt known what to expect when they were pushed into these cages and hoisted up into the air, but it certainly wasnt this.
The plan that their leader had devised to help him to escape so he could go and get help to rescue them all flew out of their heads and they watched strangely repulsed and fascinated.
All became quiet after the drummers had reached their crisento, and the girls had danced themselves into a sprawling heap on the ground.
All was quiet and every body held their breaths for what would come next.
A loud crash like that of a rock slide was heard and the captured soliders started.
Suddenly the sprawled girls on the ground started moving, inching their way up on to their knees, they slowly and sinously made their way up into a half croyching standing position and waited.
From behind the huts came the sound of crunching dried soil.
Walking slowly into the courtyard was the biggest horse that any of the soliders had ever seen.
It easily stood thirty hands high, but what was most unusual about it was that it was all white even down to its mane.
It took a while but eventually all the soliders noticed its rider.
As she slid of the horse she glided across the ground as if it was nothing, covered from neck to toes and below in a long white cloak, she wore a diamond edged face mask over her eyes ending over her nose and just above her hair line.
Her blue hair lay flat against her head in small even braids that hung gracefully down her back.
Silver chains aronnd her belly, and ankles jingled as she walked to the fire and starred at it for well on five minutes. Nobody moved or made a sound.
Suddenly she through the cloak of and the drums began their beats again.
The soliders could now see were the jingling sound had come from.
Bending like a reed, she twisted till she did a slow back flip and lay on the ground for a few seconds, almost as if she was waiting for someone.
The blonde dancer came over and gave her a hand up and as she let go the blue haired one started to also circle the fire.
Twisting and shaking as the other two had previously done, without any inhabitions or modesty she gyrated and moved to the primitive beat until finally the beat became to much and the drummers stopped.
But she didnt, once again she circled the fire and then something miraculous happened.
She suddenly flew to the ground on her knees and lifting her head to the moon, let the sweet singing voice she owned give praise to the moon in a soon to be forgotten language.
The soliders stepped back in shock from the bars only moments before they had pressed their faces againt trying to get a better view.
Again she stopped and looking about her she made sure to include everyone and as she was about to turn back to the moon she swung her gaze to them, as if she was only now acknowledging them.
Turning back she lifted her head and once again sang however this time everyone joined in.
Nobody noticed the sound of two horses hooves hitting the ground as they moved away from the safety of the camp and into the unknown.
Gesturing to someone on the back ground, someone that none of the soliders could see, they wondered what else was going to appear.
They were so sorry afterwards.
Lited on to the soliders of six females came out the biggest pot that any of the guys had ever seen.
Once again the pot was laid on the ground over a smaller fire, and as the three dancers examined it more of those which had been seated earlier came forward carrying large jugs of water.
The soliders looked at each other in worry, they had heard what these girls were supposed to do with their soliders but they had been assured that it had only been a rumour.
Quatra could feel his soliders anger, he had thought the rumours false also. Backing into the a corner he prepared himself for the worst.
As before the soldiers looked down, but the three dancers were nowere to be seen. Looking around them wildly the finally spooted them right beside them.
Shocked them jumped back.
Pressing themselves back against the farthiest regions of the cages they waited with abaited breath for their captors next move.
Walking along the rope path that lay beside the cage easily, the leader walked slowly with eyes on only one,the only blonde their and their leader.
Slowly she nodded her head to the two behind her and climbing to the top they opened a small portion of the cage and tying a rope around him they hoisted him up and slowly lowered him to the ground.
Smiling because he thought he would now at least have a chance to escape he blinked in surpirse as the one who had picked him slowly lowered him to the ground.
Giving up trying to firgure out how they got aorund so fast he was nethertheless surprised to see her two helpers yet again behind her.
Stepping back he was caught by two other women and his arms were tied behind his back.
Once this was accomplished, the blue haired one slowly walked around him, as if she was examining an animal at a market.
From the corner of his eye he saw her twitch her head to the the two women and wondered what next.
You'd think that by now they would understanf everytime they say that something worse happens, but no, they like being difficult.
Grinning through the black tattoos he found the two girls to have the weirdest look in their eyes, almost as if this was not something they were forced to to but that they were doing it for fun, but that was impossible. Everything that he had learned about their race indicated that they were a warrior race, and had no time for fun or games.
Starting in shock, he started to struggle as the girls produced a small knife from no were and started to hack away at his clothes.
As he stood in nothing but a loin cloth, he watched as the blue one once again appeared from no were this time carrying a block of something.
The brunette came forward also.
Standing before him, he found himself reacting strangely to the closness of the blue haired one, bit swung his gaze back to the brunette as he felt his hands being freed.
As the block was shoved into his hand he didnt take his gaze Blue until she started to speak and then he became fascinated with her mouth.
Unfortuantely it took him a few minutes to process what had been said to him but as he did he starred in shock at her.
Turning her back to him, she moved away, and as she moved away from him many of the women there dissappeared. Only a few stayed to guard him but they were polite enough to turn their eyes away for modesty sake.
Her words would forever be inprinted on his brain.
"You need a bath"
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Dun dun dun.....
So who was leaving during the ceremony, were were they going and whats going to happen after Quatra baths?......
All will be revealed next chapter...
reviews are good......
She wasnt coming out till half way through the ceremony.
Kneeling in front of her shrine to the earth goddess, she bowed her head and prayed for the patience and acting ability to go through with what she was about to do and to have the balls to be able to pull it off.
Shaking herself at the sound of such unsightly language coming from a lady, she silently cursed Haruka and her habit of cursing whenever anything bad happened to her or anyone else.
She now knew way to many curses and they seemed to come spilling out whenever she didnt want them to.
Even when she wasnt saying anything.
Smiling, she closed her eyes and spread her arms, and took up one of the many earth positions she had been taught by the religious order that had taken her in. (think yoga position)
*************************************************************************************************
Lita and Mina were in their element.
A huge bonfire stood two meters tall in the middle of the courtyard, the cages were hanging arond it and all the tribes was gathered around it, some kneeling by the side others beating the drums.
The drums gradually got faster and then they came in.
A hush decended on the tribe as the two girls walked in, wearing black tattoos painted all over, bare footed, wearing two dangling gold halter necks that shimmered in the light of the fire and black ripped skirts. Jewellery was hanging of every avaible part of their boddies, from their ankles to the gold chain leading from their ear to their noses. Even their hair had gold links in it, held high in a half ponytail bun.
Shimmering and sliding they walked around the fire, until the music slowly began to play again.
Faster and faster they danced, arms pumping their bodies in and out to the beat, stomachs rolling, heads shaking in a primitive way so familiar to all and yet to all the soliders terrifying.
They hadnt known what to expect when they were pushed into these cages and hoisted up into the air, but it certainly wasnt this.
The plan that their leader had devised to help him to escape so he could go and get help to rescue them all flew out of their heads and they watched strangely repulsed and fascinated.
All became quiet after the drummers had reached their crisento, and the girls had danced themselves into a sprawling heap on the ground.
All was quiet and every body held their breaths for what would come next.
A loud crash like that of a rock slide was heard and the captured soliders started.
Suddenly the sprawled girls on the ground started moving, inching their way up on to their knees, they slowly and sinously made their way up into a half croyching standing position and waited.
From behind the huts came the sound of crunching dried soil.
Walking slowly into the courtyard was the biggest horse that any of the soliders had ever seen.
It easily stood thirty hands high, but what was most unusual about it was that it was all white even down to its mane.
It took a while but eventually all the soliders noticed its rider.
As she slid of the horse she glided across the ground as if it was nothing, covered from neck to toes and below in a long white cloak, she wore a diamond edged face mask over her eyes ending over her nose and just above her hair line.
Her blue hair lay flat against her head in small even braids that hung gracefully down her back.
Silver chains aronnd her belly, and ankles jingled as she walked to the fire and starred at it for well on five minutes. Nobody moved or made a sound.
Suddenly she through the cloak of and the drums began their beats again.
The soliders could now see were the jingling sound had come from.
Bending like a reed, she twisted till she did a slow back flip and lay on the ground for a few seconds, almost as if she was waiting for someone.
The blonde dancer came over and gave her a hand up and as she let go the blue haired one started to also circle the fire.
Twisting and shaking as the other two had previously done, without any inhabitions or modesty she gyrated and moved to the primitive beat until finally the beat became to much and the drummers stopped.
But she didnt, once again she circled the fire and then something miraculous happened.
She suddenly flew to the ground on her knees and lifting her head to the moon, let the sweet singing voice she owned give praise to the moon in a soon to be forgotten language.
The soliders stepped back in shock from the bars only moments before they had pressed their faces againt trying to get a better view.
Again she stopped and looking about her she made sure to include everyone and as she was about to turn back to the moon she swung her gaze to them, as if she was only now acknowledging them.
Turning back she lifted her head and once again sang however this time everyone joined in.
Nobody noticed the sound of two horses hooves hitting the ground as they moved away from the safety of the camp and into the unknown.
Gesturing to someone on the back ground, someone that none of the soliders could see, they wondered what else was going to appear.
They were so sorry afterwards.
Lited on to the soliders of six females came out the biggest pot that any of the guys had ever seen.
Once again the pot was laid on the ground over a smaller fire, and as the three dancers examined it more of those which had been seated earlier came forward carrying large jugs of water.
The soliders looked at each other in worry, they had heard what these girls were supposed to do with their soliders but they had been assured that it had only been a rumour.
Quatra could feel his soliders anger, he had thought the rumours false also. Backing into the a corner he prepared himself for the worst.
As before the soldiers looked down, but the three dancers were nowere to be seen. Looking around them wildly the finally spooted them right beside them.
Shocked them jumped back.
Pressing themselves back against the farthiest regions of the cages they waited with abaited breath for their captors next move.
Walking along the rope path that lay beside the cage easily, the leader walked slowly with eyes on only one,the only blonde their and their leader.
Slowly she nodded her head to the two behind her and climbing to the top they opened a small portion of the cage and tying a rope around him they hoisted him up and slowly lowered him to the ground.
Smiling because he thought he would now at least have a chance to escape he blinked in surpirse as the one who had picked him slowly lowered him to the ground.
Giving up trying to firgure out how they got aorund so fast he was nethertheless surprised to see her two helpers yet again behind her.
Stepping back he was caught by two other women and his arms were tied behind his back.
Once this was accomplished, the blue haired one slowly walked around him, as if she was examining an animal at a market.
From the corner of his eye he saw her twitch her head to the the two women and wondered what next.
You'd think that by now they would understanf everytime they say that something worse happens, but no, they like being difficult.
Grinning through the black tattoos he found the two girls to have the weirdest look in their eyes, almost as if this was not something they were forced to to but that they were doing it for fun, but that was impossible. Everything that he had learned about their race indicated that they were a warrior race, and had no time for fun or games.
Starting in shock, he started to struggle as the girls produced a small knife from no were and started to hack away at his clothes.
As he stood in nothing but a loin cloth, he watched as the blue one once again appeared from no were this time carrying a block of something.
The brunette came forward also.
Standing before him, he found himself reacting strangely to the closness of the blue haired one, bit swung his gaze back to the brunette as he felt his hands being freed.
As the block was shoved into his hand he didnt take his gaze Blue until she started to speak and then he became fascinated with her mouth.
Unfortuantely it took him a few minutes to process what had been said to him but as he did he starred in shock at her.
Turning her back to him, she moved away, and as she moved away from him many of the women there dissappeared. Only a few stayed to guard him but they were polite enough to turn their eyes away for modesty sake.
Her words would forever be inprinted on his brain.
"You need a bath"
*************************************************************************************************
Dun dun dun.....
So who was leaving during the ceremony, were were they going and whats going to happen after Quatra baths?......
All will be revealed next chapter...
reviews are good......