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THAMAYA ATIYA
Twenty-four | She/her | 170 cm | Human | Ghlaesian
Love, it will get you nowhere You're on your own Lost in the wild So come to me now I could use someone like you Someone who'll kill on my command And asks no questions — Muse
Prompt from:@oc-tober2023 [ I am not following the same order ]
CW: Torture, blood She is a little crazy. It's fine.
~ Charm
"He's not coming."
Thamaya ignored the woman now dangling upside down from the trap she had set up for someone else. A minor setback. The boy was her target but having his mother would surely lure him out of his hiding spot.
She started to pace, waiting wasn't one of her strengths.
"I don't know why you're doing this, but he is just a boy. He did nothing wrong. Let us go and nothing will be lost."
Thamaya spinned the knife in her hand skillfully. One foot tapping impatiently on the wet forest floor. The words of the Queen did nothing to sway her, the boredom was more pressing. Whenever she gets bored, she does something rash and then there was no stopping her. A gleeful smile crept over her lips. My, it wouldn't be the worst losing control now. No one said anything about keeping the former Queen fully intact. Barely alive is still alive.
"You're getting paid for this, aren't you?" The former Queen keeps on talking, "I have valuable belongings hidden away. They can be yours, if you let us-"
With one swift movement Thamaya throws her knife. It hit the tree only inches away from the babbling woman's head.
"Bla bla bla." She leans down to retrieve her knife, close enough so that their noses touch, "I'm not interested in your riches. I do this for the thrill."
She rips the knife from the bark, returning to her pacing, knife swinging in her hand, "It's most fun if they run, the fear in their eyes, their careless little feet. When they think they have a chance, think they can get away."
She laughs, a deranged sound echoing through the dark forest. "Their screams when I let my knife do the talking. Mmh. Music to my ears."
When her dark eyes snatched onto the former Queen she saw the onsets of the fear she had described only moments ago. Her bravery was waning. Thamaya grinned excitedly.
"That dagger." The woman starts, putting on a brave front, "It looks like something special."
"Just a tool." Thamaya shrugs, "I don't need it to rip you open. I could use my bare hands too."
The former Queen swallows, "It's got a pattern on it. Does it have a meaning?"
"We shit-chatting now?" Thamaya stared at her blankly. "Save those charming words for your servants, Queen."
She drags the last word out mockingly. Then she halts, inspecting her nails, "Besides, I was told to be quite charming myself and if not for my personality, then I still have my Lucky Charm that can convince anyone." She grins, looking at the captured woman, "Do you want to see it?"
"I-" The former Queen had no time to speak, as Thamaya suddenly sprinted over, pushing the woman against the tree, knife pressing against her nose.
"Can't you tell how lucky it is? Look at it real close, you will feel pure Luck touching you. You should feel honoured." She pushes her knife closer, drawing blood deliberately, but the captured woman didn't even blink.
Annoyed, Thamaya steps back, licking her knife, she tastes her blood.
"You're working for the old gods? I've met Fate once, they are fickle, you shouldn't trust in their motives."
Thamaya groans, loud enough so the woman will get the hint. Does she never stop talking?
"I stole this dagger off of a fat arse who said it was blessed by Luck." She turns the knife around in her hands, "He called it a Lucky Charm first, but to me, it's just a knife. It does the job as good as any other would. If you don't believe me, why not test its Luck and see if it would hit you when I throw it your way. Dare to wager?"
The woman shook her head, words all so nicely left her. What a waste of time. This was turning into a real buzz kill. She had been hunting these two for weeks and this is what she gets for her efforts? Waiting? Talking?
"It looks like…" she steps to one side, "That your little boy…" she steps to the right, "No longer needs his mommy."
She gives the former Queen a mock pout, "Have you been a bad mother?"
"I have taught him to keep himself safe first. He won't come for me, because he knows it would endanger us both."
"How boring." Thamaya walks over to the tree behind the trapped woman, "Then you have to entertain me until he learns that you should never listen to your mother. I already have a few ideas on how we can pass the time."
She cuts into the tree, cracking the bark open, piece by piece. "I think we should test the theory. See if this truly is a Lucky Charm. I always wanted to know. Come on. A little Luck won't hurt no one."
She grins sinisterly. "Oh, but silly me. I guess this one will hurt badly."
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THAMAYA ATIYA
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Prompt from @oc-tober2023
[ I am not following the same order ]
CW: Violence, bloody fight, biting limbs off
~ Free choice
"No, wait! You-you like to cut things, right?"
Thamaya closes one eye, licking her lips as she aims her knife at the dangling woman not far in front of her. Perhaps that will shut her up.
"Why not save your skill for the Underfolk, they will come when they smell my blood. You better not attract them."
"Never heard of that." Thamaya narrowed her eye, it was dark in the forest but she had never missed her target yet. Perhaps this knife truly was lucky.
"If you throw that knife, they will come."
She ignored the woman, her need to draw blood bigger than whatever that woman was talking about. She gets ready to throw, but just as she was about to let go, a sudden flash of light blinds her and she has to shield her eyes.
"What the-"
She didn't get to voice her surprise, as one of the ugly fuckers crashed through the thicket, ready to pounce on the former Queen.
Thamaya grips her knife tightly, teeth pressed together. "That is my bait! Find your own."
Before it could jump on her captive, she slashes its leatherly skin open, it wailed, tattered wings flopping behind it like a dark coat.
If it can bleed, it can die. Thamaya smirks, adrenaline rushing through her veins, she mocks the creature, excited by the thrill of a possible fight.
It turned its attention to her fully, jumping with bared teeth. Thamaya was quick, she dodged, slashed its legs, landed another hit on its back. Then it swung around too quickly, long arms hitting her making her skid over the moss below. She could feel blood running down her nose, as she crouched, never once losing her footing. She licks the blood off, delicious.
"Cut me loose. I can help you."
Thamaya groans, she should have let the babbling woman die. "Shut it."
Then she sprints forward, quick feet leaping into the air, knife at the ready as she let out a battle cry. Landing on the blind creatures back, she cut into its flesh, cackling, as it spun around confused, arms unable to reach her.
Then she grabbed its bald head, only a few loose strands of hair remaining, before she placed her knife on its throat and sliced it open. It trashed around wildly, fighting the inevitable, it held its bleeding throat. Thamaya jumped off of it and as she did, she watched it stumbling back into the woods.
"So, where were we." She spins around towards her captive, flicking her knife once to get rid of the inky blood.
"That's not going to stop it. It will be back. Cut me loose and I'll help you."
Thamaya scoffs. "You wish-"
Something heavy slammed into her, knocking the breath out of her. She flies to the ground, ungracefully this time, it was hard to breathe.
"Cut me down. It will curse us both. Quickly!"
Thamaya gets back on her feet, this time slower. "Would you just fucking shut up!" Her shout was loud, the creatures blank eyes on her in an instant. She had never lost a fight before, only that once, no, no she won that too in the end. It didn't count. She won't loose against this creature either.
It seized her, Thamaya could still see the cut she had left on it, but whatever had made it run before, seems to have vanished. If it can bleed, it can die. She tells herself once more, gripping her knife tighter, she roars as she swung herself at it.
She cut into its shoulder, then a sudden pain running through her own. She gasped, it was biting her.
"No!" She swung her head forward, hitting its own ugly face with her own, then she bit down too, teeth catching its nose. It came off easy.
It let her go, hands trashing through his face. She used that moment to sprint forward, knife at the ready, but this time, it saw her coming and caught her mid-sprint, slamming her back into the ground. It held her down, its face forming into an O as it starts to inhale. She struggled beneath it, but suddenly all her strength left her, she felt cold all of a sudden - weak.
"Its cursing you with the Rot! Cut me loose, I'm your only chance!"
That blasted woman again. Thamaya didn't need anyone saving her, she could cut it down herself… she can. Her eyelids started to get heavy, daring to close. What was wrong with her?
"Do it! Quick!"
Biting down on her teeth, she gribs her knife tighter, she has only one chance, it needs to hit. She gets ready to throw it, aims, and watches it soar through the air. One snap and the rope holding the false Queen upright, is cut in half. Lucky Charm indeed.
She met the womans eyes for a moment, there was hesitation. She could just run and leave her here. Thamaya let out a hollow laugh. What a cursed choice it was.
Then the blinding light made her shrink away, closing her eyes on instinct, but with the light, the warmth returned to her limbs and suddenly she was back to her old self.
As the light subsided, the creature was nowhere in sight and all that remained was her captive, that was no longer caught in her trap.
Thamaya jumped to her feet, knife still in hand.
"You could have run."
The woman meets her gaze, her former confidence fully restored, it made Thamaya grimace. "You could have left me hanging."
Thamaya didn't say anything, but studying the woman more closely. Why did she not run, why wasn't she running now? She wanted to cut her open, used her for bait to capture her son. She had been very clear about her intentions towards her. Why did she stay?
"How about we call it even. We chose to help each other in a dire situation. Truce for a moments time, to honour our decisions." She held out her hand and Thamaya just looked at it enstranged.
"I still want to cut you open. See your insides." She watches the woman attentive, not trusting her intentions at all. Perhaps she had gone mad.
"In the eyes of the Underfolk we all look the same. It would have devoured us both. With a common enemy, we chose to stick together. What happens after is on us."
"So I can chase you down once more?" That doesn't sound too bad actually. The chase is the most fun.
"You have my word." She extents her hand a little further, reminding Thamaya of it.
She licks her lips, weighing her options. Cutting her down now and possibly being yelled at for damaging her or having the thrill of a chase all over again? Yeah, why was she even thinking about it.
She grabbed her hand tightly. "Agreed."
The woman smiled. "Perfect."
Then a fist came flying towards her face and all went dark.
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