Call it a "Social Experiment" (Valerius, Nya)

[Valerius Nitrozian]

„You are human part of the time“, he insisted. „Why shouldn’t you be capable of lies?“ Truth to be told, his experience with Kelvic was limited to cleaning up their excrements, feeding them and occasionally washing them while they struggled as if he were trying to bathe them in acid rather than clean water. His aunt insisted that such things were important. Was that why she had given this creature to him? So that he learned more? He wasn’t sure if he would ever learn anything from her. She was impossible! „How am I supposed to know how healing works? I’m not a doctor. I don’t know how the mind works. Can’t you just try harder?“ As far as Valerius was concerned, people that had mental problems – of any kind – just lacked self control. As far as he was concerned, problems such as hers could just be cured by trying hard enough, and people that couldn’t make those problems go away on their own were simply weak. He didn’t reply as she asked him if he was an expert at torture, but glared at her. „I have no interest in spending a day in prison, even for educational purposes. And I don’t believe that they used your mouth as a toilet. Why would they do such a thing? It serves no purpose!“ The kind of torture that Valerius knew was somewhat fair, and it stopped when it had served ist purpose. It was painful, sometimes very much so, but not humiliating. Had they really urinated into her mouth? The thought of it nearly made him sick. Everything that had something to do with excrements and urine did. He couldn’t believe that anybody would do that to another person or an inferior creature such as her. „They will never torture me“, he informed her. „I haven’t done anything wrong. I’m a Nitrozian, and I follow Rhysol!“ As she began pulling out her hair, he moved away from her until his back came in contact with the door. This was the kind of torture that worked best on the Ravokian. You only needed to confront him with disgusting, sick or dirty things, and he was suddenly a lot less arrogant. „Stop it!“ he ordered her. „You can’t just pull your hair out! I will make my slave shave it!“ „Tuuli!“ he called, but the girl didn’t come. Where was his slave? Why didn’t she help him?

[Nya Winters]

Winter tilted her head, most of her hair gone now. "Sure I can. I just did. And yes they used my mouth as a toilet. Why piss on the ground when you can piss on a prisoner and take pleasure out of it. Call me a liar if you will, but that doesn't change the truth in it little man." She said, stalking back to the bed and leaping lightly up into it. "Besides, when they withhold water for days, you gladly drink anything. You gladly do anything if you want to survive. It's when you loose that will to live that you die little deaths until the main death comes. I was fortunate. I only died one little death and then wished for the main one to come." She tilted her head to one side, uncertain which little death she'd died.

Her bond. It had something to do with a bond.

Sadness filled her, then rage, and she began to groom herself in comfort to drain off the emotions. "I wish you'd stop accusing me of lying. You know nothing of the world and of its darkness, little Nitrozen. But you should learn. It would be the best thing for you so violence doesn't' take you unexpectedly and off guard." She said, huffing slightly then. She looked peaceful suddenly, mellow, as if she had nothing else to say.

[Valerius Nitrozian]

You will stop it right now!“ he ordered her. „Your hair needs to be removed the proper way! If you pull one more hair out …“ He didn’t finish the sentence, but only glared at her. Where was his slave? He needed somebody to help him with this impossible creature! And he wanted his whip! Why didn’t she obey? Why did she keep on talking about all those disgusting things? „No normal person would enjoy urinating on another person, even if that person is just an animal in disguise!“ he insisted. Valerius at least wouldn’t. He didn’t even urinate where another person could see it. He preferred to keep all his bodily functions to himself because he thought they were embarrassing. „If they really did that, there is something wrong with them! And I’ve already told you before, I’m not a boy or a little man!“ She had drunk their urine? Why did she insist on telling him that? Was that her plan? To keep on telling him such things until he left the room because he couldn’t stand it anymore? What had Aunt Amanda been thinking? Maybe she had given this creature to him because she secretly hated him! Maybe Winter had been right! „Do you still wish to die?“ he asked her, in that same angry tone as before. He was about to continue accusing her, but the sudden change in her behaviour stopped him. She seemed so sad, so peaceful now. He furrowed his brow because that reaction didn’t make any sense to him. „Maybe you were telling the truth“, he conceded. It wasn’t entirely impossible that there were such sick people out there and that she had been in their hands. „But I’m not stupid! I’m a Nitrozian! I studied at the University of Zeltiva! Do you know what that means? I think I know more about the world than most people!“