Judas has been pacing back and forth in his tent for some time now leaving his footsteps and heavy breathing to be the most prominent sounds that can be heard by Gippal. Truthfully, Gippal is used to his father's anger and wouldn't really be intimidated as much but with Leblanc in the room and being so nonchalant with the situation, it does stir up a lot of uncomfortable vibe all over the place. Gippal has tried to notify Leblanc through minor body language that she isn't exactly helping alleviate the situation that she created, but it's more than obvious that the voluptuous woman remains inconsiderate about the situation.

"Why are you so worked up, Judas?" Her first words reflect her inconsideration, which makes Gippal's heart skip a beat. "The girl isn't going anywhere again."

"That's not the point, Leblanc!" Judas slams both his fists on his desk causing Gippal to flinch. "You took away a HUGE advantage we could've used to hang over Cid's daughter! What WERE YOU THINKING?!"

Judas' voice carried his rage quite well and for a few moments, that was all that can be felt and heard. While this could be considered to be a very stern situation, Leblanc replies with a giggle and snaps her fingers, which activates the dressphere she has equipped. In a flash of vibrant light, Leblanc is now covered in the Alchemist outfit with Yuna's face.

"You mean this little cover that you wanted me to play? Pretend to be the High Summoner? The little Al Bhed has three spheres to choose from and all of them look horrible on me! Or maybe The High Summoner has an atrocious taste in fashion design?"

Gippal can feel the tension get heavier and he dares not look at his father's reaction; he heard it well enough as Judas slams his fist on the desk again. Gippal has his own dispute with Leblanc frivolously playing with Rikku's dresspheres that he confiscated from her, but as Judas did mention, Leblanc has a certain skill that would put them to good use. Somehow, Gippal can't really see that now since Leblanc blatantly blew her cover.

"Now is not the time to be caring about your fashion statement, Leblanc! Do you realize just what we could've DONE with that Al Bhed's knowledge?!"

"She's still ours," Leblanc responds pompously while playing with her current attire. "As long as your men can actually prevent her from escaping again, she isn't going anywhere."

Gippal is more than aware that Leblanc's comment is directed at him and the way he dealt with the situation. He knew she was escaping thanks to the sphere that keeps a close eye on her; In fact, he takes a moment to glance at that sphere and sees Rikku still trying desperately to find some sort of release from her tight bondage. Of course she doesn't prevail; she is getting nowhere since the Al Bhed did their job to restrain her this time. While he could've done plenty of things to deter the catastrophe from earlier, he realized real quick that bringing her to her father isn't going to conclude to the way they agreed. He was hoping she would get free … but he couldn't show that. He has to play incompetence for a lot of reasons.

"The boy here is soft," Judas adds in to Leblanc's statement. "But that doesn't take away the fact that you could've USED that skill set you have to deceive her! Instead you squandered it by revealing yourself!"

"What is it again that you want from this girl, Judas?" For a moment, Leblanc's back was turned from the two of them, but she shifts her position so that her 'borrowed' face would be facing them. "Oh before you answer that… tell me again what is the purpose of this?"

With a quick snap of her finger, Leblanc switches dresspheres again. The scintillation surrounds her for a few moments and when it was done, she is now wearing the berserker form of Yuna. The ensemble of orange tone, the horns, and the large ocelot like paws does strike a bit peculiar in sight. Not to mention, the tribal like paint on her bare stomach and face gives Judas and Gippal something to raise a brow to.

"Furry cosplay, I surmise?" Leblanc answers herself since the two Al Bhed remains adamant about a much more sincere subject.

"Cid's daughter has done what no Al Bhed has done. I've told you this. She has seen the Cloister of Trials. She can perhaps solve the riddles in this excavation site that my men have found. Partner that in with the fact that you can morph into Yuna, we have a fail safe plan to get in that site!"

"So you wanted me to act like a distressed Yuna and keep pushing her to help, am I right? And also when we get to the point where we are actually getting that little Al Bhed to walk the walk, you want me to keep pretending that I'm her cousin; the Yuna that would do anything to keep her cousin safe, am I right?"

"The plan was simple, Leblanc. Might I remind you that you're not holding up our end of the deal! Guadosalam was more than adequate price for your syndicate to own if you could just get this girl to do our bidding!"

"Why didn't you just use the real High Summoner against her?" Gippal and Judas both shoot Leblanc a glare as she remains in the Berserker guise; of course it was a rhetorical question on her part; it was an act to get a reaction out of them, and it's exactly what she got. "Oh, please forgive me! It must've slipped my mind that you guys were trying to be as discreet as possible with this! Kidnapping the High Summoner is probably almost close to impossible since she is on the spotlight all the time! That and I'm sure those two would've thought of something to thwart that lovely plan of yours, wouldn't they, Judas?"

"You doubt your abilities to act, Leblanc? You're telling me that you're not able to make a simpleton Al Bhed believe that you are the –one- and only Yuna?"

Gippal fights the urge to say something against her father's term on Rikku. Though clenching his fist and making his fingernails dig on his leather gloves does make enough noise to make Leblanc glance at his direction. She grins and winks at him before turning her attention back to Judas.

"This isn't about what I can and can't do, Judas. It's more or less about what I can make this little girl do," Another quick movement and a flash of light surrounds Leblanc, which takes the Berserker dressphere away. Once again Leblanc's face is in view, along with her provocative pink attire. "I can make her do a lot more if we humiliate her; and through humiliation, we can use some of the things she fears the most against her."

"Kidnapped, defeated, and left utterly helpless," Judas' tone is laced with a bit of pride. "I think the girl is suffering some humiliation right now, but I am curious as to what you are implying."

"It's very simple really, Judas, you're a man. Your son can probably agree with my method too."

"Get to the point, Leblanc."

"Oh, the little puppy finally spoke up, but regardless, I will get to the point. But first, the visuals are off for the moment so we can listen to a story."

At first the two Al Bheds didn't quite grasp what Leblanc was saying, but the sound of the sphere monitor switching off made it quite obvious that the security monitor on Rikku's tent has been turned off. Almost immediately, Gippal tries to turn on the monitor by repeatedly pressing on the button, but to no avail. The muffled grunts from Rikku no longer accompany them as background music.

"What are you up to, witch?!"

Judas clears his throat as he notices Gippal's stance becoming a bit more offensive. Of course it's been no secret to him that his son and Rikku have something going on so he has been keeping a close eye on the situation. One thing he does know for certain: Gippal's reverence for him will keep his son in line so with the simple act of clearing his throat deters Gippal from doing anything else aside from sitting back down. Leblanc sees this and gives Gippal a very condescending grin before turning her attention to Judas.

"I adore stories." Judas answers coldly.

- "That's the spirit, love! I'm sure your dear boy over here would love to hear it too as soon as he realizes what is going on." -

Rikku's methods has gone down to waste. Completely over taken by fatigue, the young Al Bhed lays her head on the ground, breathing in as much as she can through her nose. While she has given it her all, the ropes have given no leeway for freedom. But despite being confined and utterly shut down of hope every given attempt, Rikku knows that as soon as she is able to gain some sort of vigor, she will reinitiate her fight against the ropes.

- "From the outside, Rikku can be taken in as a ditzy, upbeat, and a care free type of girl. Given her reputation, she usually was that guardian that tried to smile no matter what the circumstance was. It might even be said that smiling came natural to her compared to the rest of the High Summoner's roster of Guardians!" -

The moment she was about to make another fruitless attempt, the sound of footsteps and a very deep laughter pierces the air. While Rikku has been accompanied by the sound of her captors' gloating, the sound of machine, and footsteps, something about this time that makes it different. The door to her tent starts to unlock and for the first time since Judas and Leblanc left, someone is finally coming in to check on her. A feeling of dread pervades from her chest and all over her body. A mixture of terror and anger starts to stir inside of her as the anticipation of who would be walking through that door bombards her thoughts. Who indeed for when the door finally opens, the first person strolls in is very unfamiliar and the second one that follows doesn't exactly help the mystery. Though the look in their eyes as they lock gaze with her helpless form does send a few chilling sensation within Rikku.

"Mhu... uhu uuuhn ufh...?" Rikku tries to voice out, but obviously nothing would come out comprehendible. Even if she weren't gagged it probably wouldn't alleviate the creepy grins that are plastered on her visitors' faces.

- "Though what did make her smile? What makes her smile now? Can we also say that she has her cousin's trait of seeing others happy makes her happy? Seeing Yuna succeed, hearing about Yuna's fame, experiencing victory within the shadow of Yuna, could those be the reason she smiles? Everyone in that team that helped to accomplish the Eternal Calm was there for Yuna no matter what. They comforted her and told her that everything was going to be all right as long as she had her Guardians." -

"Bwahahahahaha!" One of Rikku's 'visitors' lets out an obnoxious laugh as he continues to survey the young Al Bhed's trussed up body. While fear is still prominent in Rikku's mind, the fact that he is laughing about this does stir up Rikku's temper. "Logos, I think our job was done for us! The girl's already gift wrapped like a turkey!"

"You must have not paid attention to the directions did you, Ormi?"

The tall one named Logos has eyes that are slanted to the point that it seems like they aren't open at all. The only reason Rikku knows that he is surveying her like his stout partner, Ormi, is the fact that there is a grin on Logos' face as his face is directed at her. She throws as much anger as she can towards the both of them despite her position.

"Bwahahahahaha! This will be fun, little girl! It's only the three of us!"

Those words send another wave of fear all over Rikku as they draw themselves closer towards her. Still useless against her bonds, Rikku screams through her gag and thrashes quite pitifully, trying to alleviate some of the hindrance on her body. With the vile ambiance that these two are emanating, it's quite obvious she has to find some way to free herself; the only one who can do that right now is her. No one knows of her plight so no one will help her.

- "They supported her even if it meant her death. There was one little pivotal moment when Rikku somewhat started to feel different about the whole situation: the destruction of her home in Bikanel. Oh I know you remember that boys. You may not have been there when the Guado forces decimated the great fortress that Cid built, but as Al Bheds, I'm sure you all felt that. There are a lot of excuses as to why that really happened. But many say it was for Yevon and its teachings; the Al Bhed have broken the rules for far too long they say, but we all know that it was Seymour and his need to have Yuna is what caused the attack on the Al Bhed's home. I know what you feel, Judas. I know you want nothing more than to eradicate the Guado and any Yevonite out there! In fact, I'm more than willing to gamble, love, that you want all of Spira to feel the wrath of the 'true' Al Bheds. So what about our plucky little Rikku? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe she had to watch her own Father destroy her home because of Seymour's attack." -

Try as she might've, there wasn't really much she could've prevented as Ormi starts to hover about her. The worse things come to mind and she continues to fight fervently against the bonds that hold her tautly in the hog tie.

"This one's got a bit of a spunk to her!" Rikku's eyes widen as she feels Ormi's hand patting her rear that is barely covered by her skirt.

"GNF UUUU HUNUF UFF UF MN NUM!"

"Get on with it, Ormi!"

"Aw come on! She's so fun! To tease with that much spunk!"

"Trust me my friend, the fun will get better once we finish our task."

Rikku finds herself glancing towards Logos' direction who pulls out a sphere out that is accompanied by a rather insidious grin. She follows his action as he places the said sphere on the table, mewling through her gag, demanding for an explanation to her fate. Though she quickly reverts her attention towards Ormi as she feels his hands upon the ropes. Looking over her shoulder to the best of her ability, she's trying to confirm that the pressure she feels means something of a solace to her situation.

"The Al Bhed have a messy work on ropes."

"True, but they sure held this one good enough."

"Or maybe she's just as weak as she looks! Bwahahahahaha!"

Logos joins his partner on their obnoxious flaunting on the power they have over her, which does nothing but elicit a growl from Rikku as she is of course more than a suitable source to ridicule and humiliate at the moment.

- "That boy, the one who claimed that he was from Zanarkand… him and the High Summoner ended up falling in love did they not? But according to my sources, I heard that Rikku and him had the first encounter; and judging from that time frame, wasn't it about that same time that you decided to 'cut things off' between you two, Gippal? Could have been a possible rebound from what I heard, but Yuna got in the way, he fell in love with her and she the same. It's all happy endings right? Except now they seem to be on another journey to find this Zanarkand champion… but is she doing this for Yuna or for her?" -

Ormi worked diligently and soon Rikku is able to straighten her legs out again, free from their hogtie predicament. The constriction on her chest and wrists binds alleviates somewhat despite the fact that she is still well restrained. The little freedom she got however wasn't enough to prevent Ormi from grabbing her and having his way with positioning her in a sitting posture. Showing her discontent, Rikku thrashes about, growling through her gag and all the while trying to scream as much obscenities towards this large purple clad man.

"Bwahahahaha!"

"Stop meddling with the girl, Ormi and just finish what the Mistress want us to do with her," While setting up the sphere for an obvious reason that Rikku cringes over, Logos keeps his eyes glued on the helpless Al Bhed, again sending more vibes of creepiness in the situation. "Then you can have all the taunting that you want."

"Ufh uhffhunnf!? Muuhf uuuhn ufh gumng fu uu fu mn?!"

"Bwahahahaha! What was that, little girl?"

The rope on her chest loosens due to Ormi's work, and soon enough, they slide off of her body, giving her some movement with her upper body despite the fact that her hands are still bound behind her. Though the solace lasted for no more than a few moments since Ormi is now using the same rope and tying it around her chest like before. With eyes widening, she once again voices her opinion on the matter, and met with a chuckle and a wink.

"Don't worry little girl," A sound from the sphere came on and Rikku turns towards Logos' direction to confirm that the sphere he was fiddling with is now fully functional and ready. "We'll make sure you are comfortable this time."

The act of tying her up is less than aggressive compared to the way her fellow Al Bheds were handling her. The method is also very well thought out, surprisingly. Though Rikku isn't exactly too keen on giving praise since she is more than able to surmise that Ormi's method for the rope work is to make a chest harness. Her b cup breasts would be highlighted in a way that acts as a perverted art as well as decrease her chances of freedom. When Ormi finishes the last loop and pulls, Rikku grunts through her gag and gets the confirmation on her assumption. The ropes that are conveniently placed above and below her breasts are indeed keeping her arms vised to her body as well as making them a bit more provocative than they have to be.

"Feel better?"

"Ufh fuhf pfmnfn uf fuuuhpf! Mhnn Uh gnf uuf, ufh'uhn gumng fu pfuhu!"

"Oh relax," Logos tosses another set of rope to Ormi. "We're still adding improvements!"

- "What about all those things that happened because of Yuna's story? Did Rikku really just accepted things the way they were because in the end Yuna saved Spira? If you think she did, I think you are sadly mistaken. Rikku may have been there to help accomplish the Eternal Calm, but one thing is for sure, her story and all its tribulations have not yet been resolved. I think the girl has a lot of demons inside of her that she fights to contain everyday. It's pretty obvious that she is a bit young minded, jealous type, and clearly starving for attention." -

The first thing Rikku wanted to do when her ankle binds are taken off is to kick Ormi's teeth out and take her chance with the tall and skinny Logos. Acting on her instinct, Rikku thrusts her leg, connecting with Ormi's face, sending the large man falling on his butt. Getting her ground right after her attack, Rikku turns her attention to Logos who is now pointing a gun at her direction, which makes her entire plan of attack stop right there. Not much she could've done anyway because of the bonds that holds her upper body hostage.

"I wouldn't try anything else little girl," One gun pointed at her, the other ready to fire as well but held more in a neutral position by his side. "Otherwise it won't end very well, and we want happy endings here."

"Oh that was mean!" Rikku lets out a squeal through her cleave gag as Ormi shoves her on her rear. "Bwahahahaha! Caught me by surprise! Just how I like it!"

Rikku can tell that she managed to lay a good one on Ormi as his mouth is now bleeding; but the damage done wasn't enough to deter him from bending her right leg to the fullest, forcing her ankle to practically touch her thigh. To ensure that her leg stays this way, Ormi binds her leg with ropes around her thighs and shins, basically making Rikku's right leg into a useless stub with the way it's bound. With the last pull of the free end of the rope that enforces the final knot, Ormi then proceeds to do the same procedure on Rikku's left leg, which of course is done with the same amount of inconsideration and a very prominent feeling of perversion. When the binds are done, Rikku can still move her legs independently from one another, though having them the frog tied makes her feel very exposed and just as immobilized as having them together. In some aspects, it's a bit worse actually for a lot of reasons. Those reasons couldn't get any worse the moment she feels more rope being added around her naval area. She has a bad feeling about the purpose of the rope that is being knotted ominously close to her womanhood.

"We have to make sure we take advantage of this now, don't we?"

"Ufh... fmfg fuuhffuuuh!" Rikku tries to enunciate those hateful words despite the gag. Of course it can never really serve as something that would even act as an insult since her cleave gag does a great job keeping her words incoherent. It only serves to amuse Ormi and Logos even more.

"Before you finish that, Ormi, don't forget about this."

Rikku's eyes shoot towards Logos' direction and they widen immediately at the object that he is holding in his hand: a small handheld device with very simple control switch, a long wire protruding at one end that is attached to an egg like shaped object, and the wire splits to another end which seems like some suction of some sort. Rikku wanted to think it was something else, but the chartreuse colored apparatus that Logos holds in his hand is nothing else but the degrading tool and the vibrating sound it lets out as Logos turns it on momentarily only confirms it. Where it is going is pretty obvious and Rikku can't help but whimper, squirming rather pathetically in her new position, and feeling utterly helpless about what they are planning to do with it next.

- "She holds them all in because she knows that Spira greatly owes the High Summoner for this new peace. So what if we help the girl release some of this tension? What if we truly poke and prod at the side of her she truly tries to conceal from everyone? What if we put her in a situation where she can't hold on to her inhibitions… and at the very last moment, we make her feel that the person she cares for the most is also the same person that she is jealous of the most?" -

In her current situation, the way her hands are nullified from any sort of usefulness, and the revealing and confining way her legs are bound together, Rikku finds no leeway to prevent what will happen next. With the device now in Ormi's hand, she is given a few moments to try and squirm herself away even though that there was no way she can escape. It was more or less an entertainment scene for the two of them watching Rikku trying to get some sort of distance with her frogtied legs. All she really accomplishes is falling to her side and looking even more helpless than before.

"Bwahahahahaha! Alright! That's enough, little girl!"

Rikku continued to thrash about; trying desperately to get away despite the fact that she knew that there was no escape. The feeling of inadequacy sinks in even more as Ormi's hand clamps on her bare leg, halting the minor progress that she could've gained, while Logos steps in front of her, his stature looming over her helpless body with a devious grin on his face.

"Go on, Ormi."

Those words were the catalyst that sent Rikku's eyes to an even wider state. Screaming frantically through her gag, the Al Bhed is unable to do anything as Ormi's hands slides underneath her yellow undergarment that is now in full view thanks to her struggles and the fact that her skirt isn't exactly fitting to cover her modesty. Using her fully bent leg to try and swat Ormi away does nothing and soon the egg is forcibly slid within her walls sending an enormous amount of sensation through Rikku.

"Bmhfhmhmn... UUU BMFPMMN!"

"I think she likes it."

The commentary didn't quite help, neither did the fact that Ormi applied the suction like sticky just above her opening. To further encumber her with the presence of the device, Ormi attaches the control part to her left leg bindings, which of course gets another praise from Logos. The actions by the two makes Rikku feel even slimier than ever before. Though the humiliation isn't complete, obvious by the fact that Ormi is now upon the ropes that he tied earlier around her stomach. Taking the final measurements, Ormi pulls the rope between Rikku's legs and ties it off tautly to her wrist binds. The purpose is of course quite apparent: any attempt for Rikku to work on her freedom through her hands would only force the crotch rope to aggravate her womanhood in more ways than one. Combine that with the egg wedged inside of her and the knot that perfectly separates her lips, Rikku has no chance and every tug would of course send a myriad of sensations that she shouldn't feel considering the situation.

"Uuuuhmmnnnn mf...!" The case is proven as Rikku instinctively moves her hands, which forces the crotch rope to dig inside of her.

"Bwahahahahahaha! Time to turn that sphere on Logos!"

"Do you not pay attention to the Mistress?"

"What do you mean?"

The majority of the conversation was a blur to Rikku. Her main focus is the new humiliating and abhorrent way that she is bound. Though her attention reverts back towards the duo as Logos pulls out one more item. Shaking her head, Logos and Ormi's grin widens from the thought of what this new item will make her feel.

- "Deep inside that girl is a rivalry that not a lot of people see. In fact, no one sees. Everyone just thinks that Rikku is the ever so loyal guardian-family member for the High Summoner. Truth is, there is something else inside of her that she conceals because she knows that the world sees Yuna as the savior. If Rikku ever let it be known to the world, then her rapport, her reputation, and her standings will all be for nothing. I'll put it simply, loves, Rikku can be manipulated if we let her know that it's a side of her that is always going to haunt her. We can make her do things if we use her fear against her. The hostage of Yuna act, please Judas, that's child's play! We'll do something much more compelling for the young Al Bhed. We achieve to expose her fear, her lust, her jealousy, and make it well known to her without a shadow of a doubt that she feels these things, only then can we truly get her to open that sealed door for you, Judas." -

Rikku's scarf is taken off as a gag and the immediate reaction from Rikku is to spit the wad of cloth that has occupied her mouth for some time. A few disgruntled vocal protests would be the obvious response of course.

"You…. Bastards! Don't you dare thhiiii- aaaaaahhhhhhhh!"

A simple flick of the switch and Rikku immediately feels the sensation of the egg that is now beating inside of her. Any thought of rebuttal or anger is immediately swamped by the sensations of having the egg vibrate within her. With mouth agape and letting out unusual sounds of frustration and other things, Ormi pushes the red ball that Logos pulled out from earlier, which was clearly taken out as a means to take over her previous gag. Another addition to humiliation no doubt. The said gag is now buckled tightly behind her, the leather and the cold rings on the gag is now digging tightly on her cheeks.

"Gnf fhmf... FHMNG UFF! UUUHHH! F.. Fuuhn...UFF! UUHHHH!"

Pushed behind her teeth, Rikku can't help but bite the vile tasting object that is now securely fastened to stay. To an extent, it's good that something is obstructing her speech since the feeling of the egg and the crotch rope is starting to take hold on her and any sound she makes may not be something she wants to truly let anyone hear. Though Ormi and Logos can already decipher that her predicament is starting to take its toll on her and they stand over her, admiring their handy work.

"Now the sphere!"

"Now, the sphere, my friend."

Judas' facial features are all but enticed by Leblanc's words. Gippal on the other hand is showing a bit of concern.

"Interesting," Judas finally speaks for the first time since Leblanc took over. "I'll bite. Let's do things your way."

"Very good. We can start any time you want. But first, turn on the sphere."

A devious grin is plastered on Leblanc's face as she said those words. Intrigued, Judas leans over to turn the sphere on. What he sees next elicits a small smile out of him. Gippal on the other hand stands up from his chair with an obvious look of concern. Regret starts to sink in deeper than he expected; this was not what he was told it was going to be about.

To Be Continued...