[Back in the cell Sun Jian is equally as frustrated by his inability to help Chen Gong. Even if he were able to somehow smash the solid wooden door in front of him with his bare hands, there is no way that he can fight his way through scores of Orochi's men without a weapon. He doesn't even know the way towards Chen Gong, much less the way out. A temporary escape means nothing if they're caught almost instantly and sentenced back to their prison, possibly in stocks and tighter surveillance. All he would succeed in doing is lower their already minuscule chance at making out of here with their lives and humanity in tact.
Eventually and reluctantly he drags himself away from the door. There's nothing he can do to help. All he can do is wait and hope that Chen Gong will at least come back with his mind intact.
Barely a few minutes have passed though before once again, he hears a sugary, saccharine voice that sets his teeth on edge.]
"Oh my, you're a very tough man, aren't you? It's been quite a while and the spell's barely taken ahold of you."
[As a gentleman, Sun Jian generally does not tackle women in the hopes of smashing and pinning them to a wall. That would be rather rude and discourteous. Still, he has to admit that the thought of smashing Daji's face into the roughly hewn stone walls of his prison is a tempting one indeed. Especially with that smirk on her face.
Daji steps forward as the pink and purple light from her teleportation circle fades away, completely unattended. Sun Jian keeps his anger in check; again, he gains nothing by attacking Daji. She's in much better shape than he is, and those huge spheres that twirl around her deal a lot more damage than what one would expect. He's already been beaten down; no need to have his bones broken next. He is, however, going to throw her a very angry look. There are limits to his politeness, after all.
She merely giggles.]
And so fierce! [Sun Jian doesn't flinch, but he keeps his stormy expression even as Daji runs a smooth hand on his cheek, one finger tracing the skin around his right eye. It's all Sun Jian can do to not spit at her, disgusted as he is by her mock flirting.]
"That's a good look for you. You know, for an old man you're quite handsome. If only you were younger..."[She sighs and drops her hand down, twirling on the spot to playfully strut a few steps away before she glances back with an extremely sly and smug smirk.]
"Your sons just can't exactly match up to you."
[Bitch.
His self-control is frayed by six months of captivity, by physical and mental torture, and the grief that he'd held back earlier from knowing what had happened to his sons...that's channeled into rage as he lunges with more strength than he thought he had left and pins Daji to the wall. His pupils flash in the darkness, two spots of eerie golden light as he uses the chains that keep his arms from full mobility to press down on her neck. Daji can scarcely gasp for air as the cold metal clamps on her windpipe.]
If you dare insult my children one more time, I swear to you it will be the last breath you ever take.
[Passionate displays of rage were more Liu Bei's territory than his. Even Tsao Tsao's wrath, cold and sharp as steel, was unsheathed to its full glory when the Hero of Chaos deems that a huge, public display of his anger would serve to silence those who oppose him. Sun Jian's rage lacks volume and despite the chain digging into Daji's skin it's not exactly cutting off her air supply; Sun Jian was raised better, and he knows that brute force doesn't accomplish anything, and that killing Daji over mere words is the mark of a lesser man. But perhaps it is the fact that he so rarely reveals his anger, and even rarely accompanies it with force, that makes its occurrence even more terrible in this occasion.
But even as the chain digs into her soft skin, Daji's shocked eyes eventually relaxes and their cunning gleam reemerges. She knows she's not in any danger.]
"Now now, I'd suggest you take your hands off me. You wouldn't want your precious little girl to meet any...unpleasant ends."
[He rarely hates. But he has come to hate Daji for what she has done to him and his family, and for holding them against him and vice versa.
Sun Jian throws one last glare her way before he pulls back from the sorceress. Daji's smirk turns into an outright evil smile and she pats him on the cheek.]
"Good kitty."
[That's what she's taken to calling him. It started out annoying, a harmless insult that he chose to ignore. But now that she's used it, calling him almost like he was her pet? That's crossing a line.
It takes effort, so much effort, to reign in his temper. He keeps Shang Xiang in his mind, keeps his daughter as his sole pillar of strength, and it's with the thought of protecting his sole remaining child that he manages to stamp down the flames that had lit up inside him.]
What do you want Daji. [He asks her flatly. He's finally aware of the two yellow dots on her face and he's figured out where they're coming from, but he won't give her the satisfaction of seeing him lose his cool again. She likes that, the damn vixen. He can tell from the curl of her lips and how she fakes her demure gaze downwards.]
"You could stand to be a little bit nicer. After all, I'm here to tell you a little good news."
[That catches him by surprise, and that surprise is all Daji needs as the Fox sets the trap up for the Tiger.]
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Date: 2014-09-22 10:11 am (UTC)Eventually and reluctantly he drags himself away from the door. There's nothing he can do to help. All he can do is wait and hope that Chen Gong will at least come back with his mind intact.
Barely a few minutes have passed though before once again, he hears a sugary, saccharine voice that sets his teeth on edge.]
"Oh my, you're a very tough man, aren't you? It's been quite a while and the spell's barely taken ahold of you."
[As a gentleman, Sun Jian generally does not tackle women in the hopes of smashing and pinning them to a wall. That would be rather rude and discourteous. Still, he has to admit that the thought of smashing Daji's face into the roughly hewn stone walls of his prison is a tempting one indeed. Especially with that smirk on her face.
Daji steps forward as the pink and purple light from her teleportation circle fades away, completely unattended. Sun Jian keeps his anger in check; again, he gains nothing by attacking Daji. She's in much better shape than he is, and those huge spheres that twirl around her deal a lot more damage than what one would expect. He's already been beaten down; no need to have his bones broken next. He is, however, going to throw her a very angry look. There are limits to his politeness, after all.
She merely giggles.]
And so fierce! [Sun Jian doesn't flinch, but he keeps his stormy expression even as Daji runs a smooth hand on his cheek, one finger tracing the skin around his right eye. It's all Sun Jian can do to not spit at her, disgusted as he is by her mock flirting.]
"That's a good look for you. You know, for an old man you're quite handsome. If only you were younger..."[She sighs and drops her hand down, twirling on the spot to playfully strut a few steps away before she glances back with an extremely sly and smug smirk.]
"Your sons just can't exactly match up to you."
[Bitch.
His self-control is frayed by six months of captivity, by physical and mental torture, and the grief that he'd held back earlier from knowing what had happened to his sons...that's channeled into rage as he lunges with more strength than he thought he had left and pins Daji to the wall. His pupils flash in the darkness, two spots of eerie golden light as he uses the chains that keep his arms from full mobility to press down on her neck. Daji can scarcely gasp for air as the cold metal clamps on her windpipe.]
If you dare insult my children one more time, I swear to you it will be the last breath you ever take.
[Passionate displays of rage were more Liu Bei's territory than his. Even Tsao Tsao's wrath, cold and sharp as steel, was unsheathed to its full glory when the Hero of Chaos deems that a huge, public display of his anger would serve to silence those who oppose him. Sun Jian's rage lacks volume and despite the chain digging into Daji's skin it's not exactly cutting off her air supply; Sun Jian was raised better, and he knows that brute force doesn't accomplish anything, and that killing Daji over mere words is the mark of a lesser man. But perhaps it is the fact that he so rarely reveals his anger, and even rarely accompanies it with force, that makes its occurrence even more terrible in this occasion.
But even as the chain digs into her soft skin, Daji's shocked eyes eventually relaxes and their cunning gleam reemerges. She knows she's not in any danger.]
"Now now, I'd suggest you take your hands off me. You wouldn't want your precious little girl to meet any...unpleasant ends."
[He rarely hates. But he has come to hate Daji for what she has done to him and his family, and for holding them against him and vice versa.
Sun Jian throws one last glare her way before he pulls back from the sorceress. Daji's smirk turns into an outright evil smile and she pats him on the cheek.]
"Good kitty."
[That's what she's taken to calling him. It started out annoying, a harmless insult that he chose to ignore. But now that she's used it, calling him almost like he was her pet? That's crossing a line.
It takes effort, so much effort, to reign in his temper. He keeps Shang Xiang in his mind, keeps his daughter as his sole pillar of strength, and it's with the thought of protecting his sole remaining child that he manages to stamp down the flames that had lit up inside him.]
What do you want Daji. [He asks her flatly. He's finally aware of the two yellow dots on her face and he's figured out where they're coming from, but he won't give her the satisfaction of seeing him lose his cool again. She likes that, the damn vixen. He can tell from the curl of her lips and how she fakes her demure gaze downwards.]
"You could stand to be a little bit nicer. After all, I'm here to tell you a little good news."
[That catches him by surprise, and that surprise is all Daji needs as the Fox sets the trap up for the Tiger.]
"Sun Quan is alive."