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>> "Figures you'd like something hot and spicy."[/color]

Akshay gave a shy smile in response but other than that, he said nothing. He simply rested back against the couch, watching as Chrys returned to the phone conversation. Possibly his last chance at the rescue was being clicked away with the “END” button being pushed. He sighed and again said nothing as he just sat there. What further hell would he have to endure?

…

Her resting her head on his lap and a Flying Fox documentary? He sighed. He really was getting a bit tired of these games. It was as if one minute she was a psycho who wanted to cut into him and the next she was super sweet girlfriend material! Just what was her game?

A glance down at her, he ground his teeth, trying to think of the next logical move. She was being fairly sweet now, maybe he could keep that up if he just treated her the same? Such a fawning over her? Massaging? Acting sweet? It seemed like his best option at the moment. So, swallowing his pride over the fact that he was being held against his will, Akshay slowly reached over and started to run his fingers through her hair.

It was soft, silky, and just tender enough that he wanted to grab a handful and ram her forehead through the floor. But, again, that would do him no good. So…he just stroked her hair and was greeted with conversation.

>> "Hmm. If they were in the same universe, do you think Spectacular Man and Flying Fox could stop Globe Gobbler on their own? I mean, sure they are popular and strong and smart, but the dude eats planets. Would they even stand a chance there?"[/color]

Akshay shrugged, still stroking the young woman’s hair.

“On their own, no. Probably not without help from other heroes,” he said softly. “After all, working together with other heroes they managed to beat the Anti-Matter, and that guy swallowed entire galaxies and exists so long as anti-matter exists. I think Globe Gobbler would be easy to handle if they could handle the Anti-Matter. But…I…I guess that’s just one nerd’s opinion…”

God…please don’t cut me…

Heh. Akshay never thought his life would ever depend on his ability to massage a woman before. Sure, his sex life maybe, but his actual life-life? That was just something that even the imaginative wordsmith could have never anticipated. Though he guessed that there were stranger things out in the world, psychopaths born every minute of every day so why should this circumstance really be all that big of a surprise to him?

But there was no use thinking about it now. He was in it. He needed to survive so that he could get out.

So…he kneaded. He kneaded and he rubbed, hoping that every time he felt a knot loosen in his own muscles that it was doing the same for her. Eventually, though, with ever rub, Chrys did seem to loosen up and sigh a bit in satisfaction. So long as she was happy; he needed to keep reminding himself of that.

>> "Hmm, pizza?" [/color]

Momentarily thrown off by the question, Akshay stopped the message. Before he knew it, he nodded that “Yes, he did enjoy pizza!” but he didn’t know if that was because he really did like pizza or because Chrys sounded like she liked it. Again, keep her happy.

She must have taken his silence and nod as a confirmation that he did want pizza for dinner and quickly pulled out a phone to call from. Quietly he tried to put a little more distance between the two of them, edging over on the couch and waiting for her next order. But in reality, he was listening to her on the phone.

>> "Hello? Yes, I'd like to place an order for delivery... yes, a large pizza with half eggplant and chicken, and half... um... one second." [/color]

She was talking to someone. Another person! Alive! On the other end of the line! Maybe…maybe if Akshay screamed loud enough that would alert the person on the line and they could call the cops! They could easily trace the phone number that was calling them, right? But the big flaw in that was that it would take time for all that to be done. Akshay, though he tried, would end up dead since he doubted that Chrys would just flee into the wind.

He’d just be another unknown body found in some ditch with his hands and feet cut off to prevent identification.

God, what a horrible fate.

>> "What kind of toppings do you like on pizza?"

He blinked, shaken from his musings. He glanced at the phone, then her, then the phone, then her…was it worth it? Was forfeiting his life worth stopping her from doing this to anyone else?

“Spicy sausage and jalapeno,” he finally muttered, adding a small smile with his voice, just to show that he was thinking no such thoughts of escape.

So much for being a martyr.

>> "Wow…Very pretty. Thank you."[/color]

He watched her for a moment. There didn’t seem to be any sarcasm in what she said which probably would have been followed by a shank to kidney! He held onto that tiny glimmer of success, even when she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

He was confused, needless to say.

The real problem here was that Chrys, so far, proved to be rather unpredictable. He had not seen her swing into violent mood swings, but it was simply the fact that she could go from sweet, to sexy, to sociopath all within the span of seconds that made him nervous. Sure, she may LIKE the drawing but there was no saying if that was going to derail her from attempting to carve a scale map of the United States into his back.

The whole thing, all of it, just left him even more tense. With no idea how she was going to react now, Akshay just did his best to remain silent and try to watch the TV along with her. She had said nothing else and was watching it with some interest so maybe he should as well? Besides, so long as she was watching TV then she was not going to do anything to him, right?

Quietly he watched until he heard her speak once again…

>> "Hey, do you know how to give massages?"[/color]

Duh. One of the things a nerd needs to learn how to do is appease a partner with a vast array of knowledge. He didn’t have the strength and body of some movie star sex symbol so of course he would have to have an arsenal of techniques that would win a woman’s heart; massaging was just one of them. And, despite the annoyances of being so degraded, at least it was not something harmful to himself she was asking for.

He nodded.

“Yes, I do,” he said quietly. “Would you like one, Chrys?”

Akshay had had a horrendous night. After Chrys was done with him, she had sauntered away to another room in the penthouse, leaving him completely isolated in a part that didn’t allow him any sort of freedom. Doors were locked, windows were out of question since he was so high up, and he was fairly certain that he couldn’t harm the woman without hurting himself in the process. No, he was trapped and the truth of that was sinking in fairly deep.

All he could do was try and sleep for now. He was exhausted and considering that he still have several more days to go of this, he was rightly so.

Seeing no other comfortable place to sleep, Akshay attempted to lie on the soft, cushiony, carpet but his back still hurt; damn scratches. Finding himself at a loss for what was awaiting him, he sighed as he curled up and closed his eyes. Maybe, just maybe if he wished it hard enough all this will turn out to just be some horrendous nightmare.

Heh. He could only hope…



He could scarcely believe that he had slept at all. But maybe he really was that tired after everything that he was put through. The sad thing was that he still woke on that same, soft carpet, in this penthouse from hell. So much for wishing against wish while he was sleeping; that had apparently solved nothing. Groggily he moved into a sitting position, a small portion of his back asleep from having to sleep on the floor and he winced. This was definitely not a comfortable position. How the hell did dogs do this all the time?

Quietly he shook his head and was about stand when he noticed a strange scent in the air. It was something…savory. Turning curiously, he spotted a strange bowl, like a food bowl nearby. Nestled inside was…was….lobster and steak? Akshay gently picked up the bowl and began to inspect the food within; it was warm. It was warmed up…especially for him. Yet put into a dog food bowl.

Grumbling he tossed the bowl aside with a clatter. But as soon as he had done it, he jumped. Was Chrys around? He didn’t need for her to see him being ungrateful. He turned, though, and found a note sitting atop a sketchpad and pencils. He plucked it up and read.

He could only shake his head when she was done.

“Are you F****** kidding me?!” he growled as he tossed the note aside.

His anger starting to boil up, Akshay moved onto his feet and started to stalk about the room. He checked doors, windows, everything and there was absolutely nothing that could allow him freedom. Soon panic set in as he grabbed onto doors and pulled and kicked at them with everything he had. But they wouldn’t budge. Whoever this woman was, she obviously had the resources to construct herself a rather posh looking dungeon.

Akshay was doomed.

He let at least an hour slip by in a combination of just wandering in circles and trying to think of what to do, trying to fend off turning into a blubbering mess, and trying to keep from breaking his arm on something.

Before the next hour started, the grumble in his stomach and the weakness in his legs meant that as demeaning as it was, he needed to eat. So, he did…with his bare hands…like an animal. It would be an experience that he would never want to think about again. He did what he had to out of necessity…just like last night.

Another glance at the note, and Akshay sighed. He hated drawing under pressure but he was going to need to survive. And she wanted something pretty…so be it. Sitting himself upright against the wall, Akshay sighed and started to sketch and draw. Before long, after several drafts, after even more attempts, he started to come up with something passable. It was Chrys, sitting on the a giant flower of her namesake.

Hopefully it would be enough to keep him from being cut…as she promised.

Space Mutants 5! Akshay could not have been more excited about this movie. The Space Mutant franchise was supposed to have died after the horrendous fourth movie when there was leather suits and psychedelic colors abound in the 90s! But it seemed that a new director and creative visionary had decided to take the whole franchise into a different direction and still do justice to the films that had appeared before!

Squeeee! Akshay was indeed excited.

Sitting in his seat, the young wordsmith practically bounced around as he ate his popcorn and stared at opening credits. This was exactly what he needed after the long few weeks that he had been having. So much had occurred, so much of it painful, that Akshay was just looking forward into delving into his own routines again. Sure, maybe that was just a way of avoiding everything that had had gone through lately, but right now he just didn’t care. He had gone through enough and for one day he needed to just live his life as he normally would. And to be honest he had been looking forward to this movie for months. He was not about to give that up.

So, that was why he was now here, relaxing in his most comfortable jeans and t-shirt, watching as names crawled across the screen while unknown screams occurred from somewhere off camera. He had to grin at that. It was a nice touch.

“So…awesome,” Akshay smirked as he shoved another handful of popcorn in his mouth. This was good. Getting out and just being himself again, it was good.

The most important thing, though, was that Akshay was simply looking forward to two hours no disturbances.

>> "All about the comics, huh?" [/color]

Akshay meekly nodded in response. He was still a completely terrified at what this woman had planned. So far she had proven herself to be a complete psychopath! And while Akshay was actually pretty opened minded about the types of women he went out with, this was just drawing the line. There was just no way that he was going to relax around this woman. Despite how sexy she was, just the fact that that tiny, pink brain of hers conceived of this madness was enough to want to send him running.

But he couldn’t. Of course she was a mutant and a mutant was a most dangerous power, at least from what he felt; especially since he didn’t know how far her power extended. That was not something that he could risk.

Though she was crazy, and quite possibly evil, he was going to have to work within the parameters that she set. If he played along, he would be released in a week, right? God, he hoped that he could make it that long. Or at least survive until he could find his own way out.

Quickly he was jostled from his thoughts when he saw the young woman moving closer. A glance and he remembered why he was attracted to her in the first place. He imagined that she looked something like this underneath that revealing black outfit she first had on. Now, though, that he was finally looking at her…yeah, she was pretty hot. It was just unfortunate that it was hotness wrapped in crazy.

Then, before he could really register, she kissed him. Akshay, momentarily caught off guard, had placed his hands on her hips and kissed back. After all, he did have a part to play didn’t he? A part, to which he was reminded of, when he felt her manicured nails scratch lightly down his chest. Yeah, craaaazy….

The kiss ended and Akshay looked down into the woman’s eyes. God, he hated to imagine what churned in her imagination.

>> "So am I rewarding you, or are you too tired for the night or something?" [/color]

“Oh, um, no, I’m good,” he confirmed with a nod. “Reward, please?”

Goooooood so demeaning! But, if it meant survival and freedom from this insane asylum, it would be done. After all, Akshay was anything if not a survivalist.

It was pretty wild! Akshay had never…”mirror walked?” before! One second he was outside, letting to cool night air attempt to sting his skin and the next he could feel the heat and warmth of the strip club around him. They were standing in the back of the main room, the neon lights all around and music blaring out at all corners of the club. Smaller, individual tables were set up around smaller stages for side performances with girls, and the biggest stage was lined on all sides with chairs and a small counter for drinks and food.

One the stage not was a very well endowed blonde who was hanging upside from a pole, smiling and winking to all the men gathered around who leered at her. She was apparently only the warm up act for the evening. They had arrived just in time.

>> "Neat. Now what?"

Akshay rolled his eyes and he smirked at the kid.

“You never been to one of these before and yet it was your idea,” He chuckled as he nudged Gawain to a seat. “Have a seat and enjoy the show! Make sure you have singles and no change! Girls here don’t like change.”

He smirked as he left Gawain to his devices and headed for the bar. As he did he shouted out the names of the girls he knew and waved to those he didn’t. In turn they all giggled and waved at him as if he was one of their favorite customers. Nerds tended to be since they didn’t get grabby nor did they haggle with prices.

And Akshay was definitely the king of nerds.

He chuckled as he passed by a rather wonderful, dark-haired beauty who wore an outfit that left little to the imagination. He smirked as he hugged the woman as if she were an old friend and whispered something into her ear, pointing over to Gawain. The woman laughed and nodded as she sauntered up to him. Akshay only asked that she treat him right and she would, he trusted that.

With that taken care of, Akshay continued off to the bar to get drinks.