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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 9, 2008 7:04:43 GMT -5
((OOC: I thought it would be best to post now in Rome since they were travelling there now. Also, Proximo if you don't like Minerva riding her own horse let me know lol))
IC:Minerva had been lost in thought, thoughts about her past and how much she had enjoyed that life she had loved. But now things were different, she looked at the sky and suddenly spotted an eagle, symbol of Jupiter or Zeus for the Greeks. She smiled and then sighed; sometimes believing when such things happened was hard indeed. She only prayed that her brother would not bring war to Rome, for they would easily defeat them. Her thoughts were disturbed when she heard a voice, she blinked and looked at the Centurion, once more, she sighed and took his hand but she then added, “If I may, I wish to ride my own horse.” It could be sensed, her royal and ancient pride, that of her own brother and family-line. She looked at the Centurion with no fear at all this time for if she was to be taken captive there was no place she could escape to and she also did not wish to be in the hands of any man. She had already experienced him being too close… she did not wish it to happen again. She blushed a bit thinking about it but soon she forgot it since it was also a very hot day. She then stood up and turned to look for her mare that seemed at peace now that she knew her mistress was ok. It was going to be a long journey, but it did not affect Minerva, she was used to riding for long periods of time. Rome was said to be a powerful expanding empire. But Minerva had been versed in ancient history and poetry. She wondered how much would such Empire last, since some had fallen already, and quite recently. The journey was swift and comfortable, with the warm breeze of Bores and the gentle sunrays that illuminated the way. Minerva could not say she had not enjoyed the trip, she simply despised the thought of being held captive and perhaps never seeing her beloved family and country again… Little can be said about the fate of Roman prisoners, some were taken to the hills and crucified for the mere pleasure of the Lords; others were placed in forums transformed into gladiators to fight among themselves in order to entertain Romans; others were taken as slaves and treated in no humane ways… others perhaps died rotten in dungeons. Minerva shivered thinking about it, even when she was of royal blood; there was no telling of what Romans could do to her. There were more than hundreds of torments some prisoners were put through in order to entertain the masses… Minerva looked at the landscape and decided not to think about it. Though there was little she could do to avoid it being what was going to decide her fate, her present fate… She sighed to gain strength, whatever it was she had to be strong enough to face it, face it with dignity and courage. She suddenly turned to look at the man that had captured and wondered if he truly meant to send her to her doom. Perhaps in other means she would have liked to meet him, he seemed a man of great knowledge and highly esteemed by his men. She looked back at the landscape and wondered what would happen. Thinking about Ancient Troy, though of course, Helen had not been captured by Romans nor anyone that could gain a lot with the head of a noble woman… she had been kidnapped because a Troyan Prince had desired her so, he wanted her to be his, even when this could bring war to his country and its downfall… but Minerva wondered which had been the reason the Centurion had captured her, could it really be a personal matter? Or did Rome wish for war and she was just the means to achieve so?
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Proximo
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Post by Proximo on Jan 9, 2008 12:07:21 GMT -5
"Alright, as you wish but stay close."Proximo answered her as she accepted his hand, this made him think he could have a chance with her. However their prisoner she was and so therefore had to be treated like one, she was under their watch now. Gentle he leaded her over to the horse, letting her have it as the legion took place before the march. With the orders given and her secured in captivity, they went home.
Heavily armed the legion of 60 men marched away from Etruscan land and into the kingdom Rome, over the hills and far away they went until they sonly spotted the great city in distance. Proximo himself rode upon his horse in front of the soldiers, while behind the prisoner was led within the square of troops. To ride her own horse she had been allowed, but under deep watch as they didn't want her to escape. The sight of the great city amazed them all, big it had grown threw centuries of peace and an important city it had become.
Like Helen of Troy, Minerva had been captured, but by Romans instead. Descenders of Troy itself the Etruscan were said to be, the survivors that had escaped, though still unsure it for many was. The beauty and rank had caused her the fate she now had entered, as prisoner of the Roman Legion she was taken to Rome for a high sum of money. Normally they would had killed those on road, or taken them as slaves them self, although cause of she being a princess they could not do so. Proximo pitied her even he fulfilled his orders, he was a respectful man that would do his duty to make it done by whatever means.
"Rome, there it lays. Beyond those hills, we march."He spoke as they stopped to watch, great the city looked from were they stood. In distance many people were seen on farms and roads, as all roads seemed to lead to Rome. A great wall were build around it, but not big as most of it was of wood. However further in the city a wall of stone was made, together it stood with great senate house and temples. Threw ages it had growed stronger, and by each century that past its population became bigger.
Quickly he took speed down the hill they went, approaching the city as guards of it could be seen closer then ever. Curiously the citizens watched as they saw the captive they brought, but unknown they all were in who she was. Gracefully they entered the gates into the city, watched by many but went on till finally they arrived the house of Lucius. The doors who lead them in were large as made of iron and wood they were, however the houses looked great and rich as important the buildings and families was to true Romans.
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 9, 2008 13:08:36 GMT -5
As news of his friend Proximo returned from duties, he sonly went out to meet him and his legion. Curious he was on news he brought, cause long had he now planned an assault upon Etrusca as more land Rome wished to have. Long the legion had been away, but finally next day after their leave they returned. In surprise he was amazed by the woman who was taken captive, it was not expected but still he agreed to it."Proximo, my friend. Your home, at last. Now what news do you bring your superior commander?"He spoke out, with raised hands as he greeted him and the others welcome to Rome.
Guards that defended his house and family stood around, guarding as loyal to their leader they were. Lucius still had to marry away his sister, but the wedding was soon to be held as much if it was planned already. She were to marry Marius, consul of Rome as long he himself got to be his pro Consul. With that authority he would gain more power then ever, but would not attack any land before it was done. As in deep sleep he had been, he quickly had stood up and dressed. Thought as close they were his house, he watched them curiously in what they had to say.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 10, 2008 9:02:48 GMT -5
Minerva felt a bit shy when they arrived to Rome and the eyes of its inquilines were upon her. But soon her curiosity made her look here and there in awe of the magnificent city these Romans had made of it. Her long golden-brown hair waved with the gentle breeze as she turned from one side to the other to see where she would experience her peril.
It was clear that Rome was a military city, but she did not pay much heed to that until they arrived to the Centurion’s superior’s house. It was luxurious indeed, in a way they seemed to like beauty but it was not one Greeks admired, but an ordered, controlled and strict beauty.
She looked at the Centurion’s superior as he spoke and welcomed his men. It seemed they were good friends, or so did their behaviour let her infer. She managed to make her horse stop as the men did and wondered what her fate would be. Even when she wanted to yell at them and curse them forevermore, she waited there in submissive silence.
She disliked heartily the way the Commander looked at her, like the Centurion had looked at her before…as if she was a prize, something token to collect and then show others in a pompous manner, as if she was an object of great presumption or a tamed wild horse. She frowned as she tried to understand their Latin dialect, but also for the fact that even when she tried, she could not avoid the feeling that they were planning something against her homelands and that she was a means to achieve it.
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Proximo
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Post by Proximo on Jan 11, 2008 17:23:23 GMT -5
"Lucius."He said happily as he bowed to greet his friend, long had they knew each other as both had lived in the army for a very long time in the service of Rome. A republic it was, but other plans the general seemed to have as much seemed to happen within his family. Rumors of his sister being married to senator Marius was in fact a great strategy, as more power it would give Lucius. As Proximo was just a centurion of his army he had to obey, and so he had. Along his legion when scouting they had encountered a meeting with the princess of Etruscan, gladly she was outnumbered and easily taken. He just hoped now that whatever they brought to their general would satisfy him, and not make it worse."I bring you a gift, my friend. As I and my legion scouted in Etrusca as ordered, we meet their princess along. This my lord, is the sister of king Leonius."He said and pointed at her, glad to have captured her but pitted her cause of it.
Now as she were to be given the General of Rome, she would become under his protection and command. However as he knew his friend Lucius well, he knew that she would not be treated well as under his watch she would be. If possible, he himself would take care of her although he was not ordered to do so, yet. The legion of 60 that had gone along, now stood around in a square to secure the area and to keep the citizen away.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 12, 2008 14:45:14 GMT -5
She turned to look From one man to the other, surely both were good friends, but she wondered why Proximo did not want her. He seemed to give her to that General who had just received them.
She doubted she would be well treated, but she disliked this situation, being taken as a gift, as a conquer, a possession. She disliked not being treated as another human being. But there was nothing she could do, and this was not her home so she had to live with it. She wondered if she would be a slave now, or if she would be tortured till death. When Proximo pointed at her, she was taken from her horse by some soldiers and taken before Lucius so that he could look at her closely. She tried not to sound afraid, but she could not stop herself from shaking, she did not fear them, all she feared was the unknown and the consequences this could bring to her beloved brother...
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 13, 2008 17:19:10 GMT -5
"Really is that so?, well well....thats interesting."Lucius said with a smile as he heard the news Proximo came with, it interested him cause it was exactly as he had wished for. With the princess of Etruscan they would surely would have a war, this was what he had expected as war with them he wanted. With him as pro consul he would have the power to attack any land he wished for, and Etruscan had long interested him. Specially cause of the females that lived there, but also cause of how rich the land was. With gentle steps he turned away from his trusted centurion, but closer he went to look at the prisoner they had taken.
Beautiful she looked and a fine triumph for them in the war to come, with her help they would have a war. As long Etruscan started it, he would not be blamed nor any other who wished long to attack it. Curious he scanned her as she stood before him, with tight grip the soldiers held onto her so Lucius himself could see better. With a smile he touched her cheek, as if he wished her to please him."She will do fine in my collection of slaves, though unknown I am how beautiful she really are. Take of her cloths."He ordered and so the soldiers started to wrap them of, to humiliate her in public as princess of Etruscan she were. If this did not cause anger in their enemies, then what would.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 14, 2008 5:30:48 GMT -5
Minerva fought against moving when the General touched her face. She had to remember she was not considered of royal blood anymore. To them she was nothing more than an acquired slave. All she could hope for was for her beauty to be her only weapon against fatal death.
She sighed softly, in a way no one heard for she wished not to drag any attention to herself now, now that she had to forget her past life and engage herself in what was to become of her. She felt the rough hands that held her arms press more so that she could not move from the General’s contemplation, though she doubted that was needed since she could go nowhere… even if she tried to.
Something that alarmed her was the man’s last order: to undress her. This was not what she had expected in her life. She had never been with a man before, nor kissed… she still waited for that if it ever came… now she was just another slave. But… why undress her in front of his entire Legions? Were they all going to rape her now? She gasped and tried not to complain but she doubted she would live after this…
At first she tried to stop them from doing anything, but it was clear that one way or another Lucius wanted to humiliate her now that he knew her to be the Etruscan King’s sister. She had to fight that, not to let him rejoice in all this, but certainly did she expect, at all that Proximo was taken her to Rome for a mere leisure trip? She shook her head; Proximo would be well paid for this insolence.
From this moment on her life would be miserable, she wondered why the gods had looked from Etrusci, why they had abandoned them. But now her shame would be made public. Still she had to honour Apollo and Athena and remain silent and proud. If there was no trace of shame or sorrow in her, then Minerva would do good in her small battle against whatever Lucius wanted.
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 14, 2008 17:13:58 GMT -5
(Cool new banner you made. ) As the soldiers wrapped of Minervas cloths in a terrible way, Lucius just stood calm and watched on what happened before him. A smile sonly came upon his cheek, as he liked the sight he saw but also glad to see the princess of Etruscan humiliated in front of other Romans. Hopefully it would make her people angry and soon the war he had wished for would come, curiously he scanned her body as he started to circle her. However as he did so he could see it did not please Proximo that stood not far away, although he were impossible to do anything as he just were a centurion of Rome. "Well, she will do. Give her a blanket and her cloths cloths then bring her in, a slave of my house never stays naked in public to long." Lucius spoke out to the legions around, quickly they did as ordered and gave her a sheet of blanket around her so she would not be naked to long in front of many. It pleased him to see naked females, although he knew it was wrong what he had done, but it was needed for him to accept her as his slave.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 14, 2008 17:35:10 GMT -5
((OOC: Thank you ;D I like yours too )
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Minerva knew this would affect her future in life, but come what may... She had accepted this as her new life, and so from being a Princess she was go be a slave now. This did not mean she did not like it, but if she showed that it did not affect her, though it really did, she could not complain to her brother, for she feared that if she showed distress then he would attack Rome, and Etrusci does not have a great army like Rome does. She looked in front of her, as if she was lost in thought when Lucius walked around her in order to accept her or sent her to be killed. She tried not to show how humiliated she was and for a moment she bit her lower lip when she was given a tunic form one of the soldiers and her clothes so she could put them back on inside the castle. The soldiers bowed at Lucius' words and brought her inside the Palace. Just when they took her inside she turned to look at Proximo one last time. It was hard to explain what sort of look that was, but surely Minerva would have preferred to have been his rather than a slave of such a tyrant as was Lucius. Once inside she was left alone on a small room to put on her clothes again and for a moment she thought of crying bitterly but she just looked at the floor in despair and sorrow. She looked at a sort of chain that was on a table and thought for a long moment about hanging herself and ending with such life. She approached the table and for a moment held the chain. She was looking at it with determination. She could not dishonour her family and blood-line, this was a life not for her to live. She had never found love and she would not now... Not like this... She looked at her reflection in the mirror and placed the chain around her neck and was about to do it... But then she heard the doors opening and she quickly dropped the chain on the table and stood still looking. She saw some poeple coming inside the castle...
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 14, 2008 17:52:46 GMT -5
Lucius watched curiously as the princess were taken by force to enter his house as told, he though of her with interest but kept calm as gentle he tried to be. As she was taken inside, he himself turned over to Proximo."Stay here for a moment, I will be back shortly."He said to him only, but left sonly after as inside he went to look for his new slave. She would be great for his collection of females in his house, now as his sister were to marry he would need all the company he could get and with her help he would get it.
The legions that stood outside, was told to leave as nothing more for a while were to happen. Proximo himself was told to wait outside, along with some guards as watching the house they did. Citizens of Rome that had watched what happened, shortly went back to their own business as nothing more they had to do or see.
Suddenly as Lucius entered his house, he saw Minerva on top of the table about to hang herself. With haste he rushed toward her and pulled her down, grabbing her neck with his hand as he laid her down upon the table even himself stood in front of it. He did not like slaves that were about to kill them self in disgrace, she would stay alive as long needed cause a war he wished to have with the Etruscans."What are you trying to, princess! I wont have any dead people in my house, is that clear!"He almost shouted out to her as tight he held her, she eagered him and it was something he did not like. However as he held her she at the same time made him pleased, cause her beauty shinned greatly.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 14, 2008 18:06:23 GMT -5
((OOC: Nice post! ))
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Even though she had left the chain on the table and quickly tried to pretend nothing had happened, Lucius had entered the room in such a rush she could not hide this from him. She gasped as she felt on the table and cursed herself for taking such a long time to kill herself. It seemed as if this battle he would easily win.
She tried to breathe and placed her hands on his, which seemed to press her neck with the anger she had just caused him of almost killing herself. Some tears were threatening to leave her crystal-blue eyes as she looked at him whilst he almost yelled.
She tried to breathe normally and for the first time in her life she knew she could not set the rules but follow them, like any other slave. She then managed not to cry, but a tear was about to fall from her eyes, she did as much as she could to fight it. But she was so upset, she never expected of being a slave, at least not until she had met love's grace... But now, she knew well what kind of a man he was, and she had never been touched therefore she feared it all.
"How do you expect me to happily serve you after what you have done?" Her eyes looking at him wondering if he ever felt anything at all, any feeling or if he had ever loved. Her curly-brown hair was spread on the table as she was in such an uncomfortable position.
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 15, 2008 13:19:46 GMT -5
"I have not done anything, you brought this upon yourself!"He said loud in return as he at the same time ordered his servants and soldiers to leave the room, still he held onto her neck with a tight grip. Deep into her eyes he watched her as rage of power and passion lingered within him, he would not let a woman decide over him and therefor had to show control. With her on the table in front of him, he himself stood in front but her feet's at his side. Without much clothing on she tried to push him away, thought nothing helped. Lucius were strong, as general of Rome he were and now soon a pro consul.
Slowly Lucius started to move his free hand, as it went to touch the legs that was by his side. A smile soon appeared as an idea he got, not only was he to humiliate her in public but also make her to loose her innocence. The blanket she was given, he quickly removed as he rather wished to see her naked. Carefully he leaned his head closer to hers, as watching her deep into the eyes he did, before he suddenly gave her a kiss. The kiss was long and deep, but rough as force he used. Gentle he pulled his both hands around her legs, pulling her closer to were he stood. With that done he began to rape her, rough and hard it went as resisted she did.
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Post by Minerva Gaia on Jan 15, 2008 13:34:02 GMT -5
By the look Lucius gave her, Minerva’s body began to shake while he yelled at her. She knew what he was to do, but all she could do was whisper, “No…” She quickly held on tight against her dress as she saw something that would not leave her alone, ever again. She saw him a monster, he did not appear humane to her and this made her fear him much more.
Feeling his touch her body trembled, even when she tried to hide it, she fought with moving him away, even hitting him with whatever she found nearby, she would not be an easy target, even when she seemed defenceless. If she lost this battle then she knew that all would be lost and she would not live but be in Hades even when she still was alive.
Being her first kiss, since she never knew love or felt passion’s fire in herself, yet…she cursed it with all her might. She tried to scratch him with her nails and even bite him if needed; if he harmed her then she would hurt him too. She did as she could but he had caught her. The tears she had been fighting all along fell from her eyes like water from a fountain, they were copious and represented regret and bitterness, she could have made Proximo killed her rather than suffering this infernal wrath of a man.
When he forced himself, Minerva let out an agonizing yell that made all the slaves inside the house and outside shiver; and all the joy she had known in life died there and then. For never did she expect to suffer this. Her whole body trembled and she knew then she was really wounded. She dared not open her eyes since she was still crying. She hated everything and everyone, she hated life and those that lived a happy life…She felt pain like no other.
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Post by Lucius Valerius Silvio on Jan 15, 2008 17:08:06 GMT -5
Many times Lucius moved as he tried to please himself with her company, she still laid on the table but tried to resist with all the power she had. However he did not let her succeed, to the bite, scratches and pushes she did he in return laughed as he smiled. It was fun he thought and her resting actually made it all better then worse, with a firm grip he held onto her legs as he pulled them closer to his hips. She were now not a princess anymore, but a slave and a very *friendly* person. The Romans would assure that as captive she were, her beauty made him think great thoughts, although kept on as he wished to feel a womens warmth again.
After long time of her trying to resist, he calmed down so he could see her better with slow speed. She had closed her eyes and tears were seen as slowly they ran down her cheek, it was clear she did not like what happened but he loved it. She had not lost it all, her kingdom, her pride, her virginity. As he continued it all became a bloody mess, but he did not stop before she had pleased him finished. The scream she had made surely scared him shortly, though could be heard by many around. It did not worry, as long he were an important man, no one would be able to resist him.
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