Day One: Ren~

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Ren stirred in the plush bedding. She had slept very well, which was surprising. The sun poured into the rather large room, and she curled into the warm body that was next to her. She groaned into whomever it was and buried her face into the breasts that were smaller than she was used to. "Mmm... Chumana, you are too close today..." she groaned groggily. "Chumana isn't here today." The voice wasn't familiar, and it scared her. Nothing about this situation was familiar, and she was starting to panic. Her eyes darted open and bile rose in her throat. She recalled the voice from when she was... When Chumana was shot. She didn't want to think about what had happened to her, because it bothered her. "Where am I?" she growled, her body stiffening against the warmth that was pressed too close to her body. "Where you are isn't important." the woman smiled. "What is important, is that you're alive." All the colour drained from Ren's face. Alive? What on Earth could she be talking about? Ren cleared her throat and gathered all the courage in her body and threw herself out of the bed, away from the hermaphrodite that had taken advantage of her. Now she had been kidnapped, and by none other than the same one who had shot her friend? Lover? Someone important to her? "I wouldn't do that, darling. You're still under the influence of the chloroform." Eryn propped herself up on the bed, the blanket just barely covering her twitching erection. Ren staggered, reaching for the nearest object to hold her weight as the room spun around her. "Where is Chumana?" she demanded. She didn't feel safe here, and she definitely didn't want to stay anywhere that this woman was. Eryn sighed a bit harshly, uncovering herself and getting up off the bed, naked as the day she was born. Tousling her hair, she walked over to the window and leaned against the frame, crossing her arms and staring out into the distance. Her face became shadowed, engrossed in thought. "You really want to know why I brought you here, darling?" Ren was shocked at the sudden change in attitude. In the few encounters that she and Chumana had had with this woman, she had never seen her act like this. "Yes. What reason do you have for bringing me here?" she demanded, stepping closer, cold sweat rolling down her spine. A sad smile crept across Eryn's face as she turned to look at the struggling woman. "Orders from above. They demand you be under my care until The Revelation." she sighed. The Revelation was the coming of the end of their world as they knew it. Ren would be the Mother of a new generation, and there was nothing that she could do about it. "The... Revelation?" Ren questioned, taking a shaky step closer. The blood still hadn't returned to her face yet, but she had to know more. "Yes." Eryn sighed again, shaking her head. Looking at Ren once more, she smiled warmly. "Are you hungry?" Ren stared at her in disbelief. Did this woman really think that she'd be hungry after hearing that she was to stay with her? Before she could tell the woman her denial, her stomach growled rather loudly. She blushed a bit hard, and looked away. "I'll take that as a yes. Please, sit at the table. I'll cook you something." Eryn purred as she walked past Ren and into the rather large, fully furnished kitchen she owned. She pulled an apron on and pulled out some eggs, bacon and some sausage. She wasn't sure what the woman would eat, but she would make a typical breakfast, and hope that Ren would eat something at least. She began to hum as she started cooking, the bacon sizzling in the same pan as the sausage, and the eggs waiting to be cooked. Ren took a seat at the kitchen table, crossing her legs, her head reeling. What exactly was The Revelation, and what did it have to do with her? She wanted to know, but she felt like Eryn wouldn't tell her anything that she wanted to know. She would have to figure out how to get back to Chumana, so they could figure out a way to fight this together. She wasn't particularly attached to Chumana, but she felt safer with her than with this Eryn woman. Especially with that thing hanging between her legs. Who knew when she would choose to use it on her next? Clearing her throat, she watched in silence as Eryn cooked for her, her own mind trying to figure out what this Revelation was that she had mentioned. It couldn't be good for her if she had to be drugged and kidnapped, she assumed.
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