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       It wasn't before long he had reached Zenaughtus Keep it wasn't easy but it wasn't hard neither being the tactician, Ignis had taught Noct how to be stealthy though he usually blew his cover whily warping. His head swam, too many thoughts racing around in his head. The chancellor…or the emperor, he supposed, shuddering in slight horror, He couldn't help but think about the dragoon. He had been angry but he'd had plenty of Time alone and He knew she was just being played as much as They all were.

Ardyn had always been someone who made his spine tingle to some degree but either way sometimes he had to respect the guy however he had taken something of his now and Not just Aranes but she carried something of his and ego to push forward had never been so strong. However the blind male didn't seem to be so detatched from being disbanded from the boyband he was some what furfilling his own duty now, And THIS was important to him.

The tactician is filled with some fear atleast he wasn't lying his chest rose and Fell, He had never been inside the empire and godd only imagined what went off in a place like this from the Empire stealing Insomnian babies for testing and making them into those thing's the occasional piece of garment he would see during his walking along the corridors he headed onwards pacing himself all the time. His courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.

The man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. He can hear his own footfalls the corridors fall's into a Lapse of Silence though it's brief, Ignis suddenly ponders to himself wether Ardyn has delibritely made this easy for him to enter, Otherwise he imagined their would be too much security all this seemed so much easier and he knew it was just a puzzle if he knew the jester well Ignis was playing all into Ardyns hand's so easily, Yet his sight was his disadvantage and the Chancellor knew of this but Ignis's emotions were only running more tenser and thus he continued to push onward ascending up the floors.. He could hear the Chancellor's ever taunting voice, and thus he spoke back .. still continuing through the path of the puzzles and doors, going back on himself back and forth.

"I have accepted fear as part of life Jester, Specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back...."

          
Aranea Highwind
Her emerald, hues, would flash open, as she blinked a bit, taking in her surroundings. She remembered, being on the air ship, and, must of passed out, at some point, due to exhaustion. Her hands, were chained, to metal handcuffs, that were tightly, connected to the wall, her, legs as well. Her dress, was torn, in several places. What the hell happened to her? She, knew, by the dim lighting, she was in the Zamatsu Keep, the Prison, of the Empire.


The, copper, metallic smell, would fill her nostrils, as the realization came to her, her lips, were swollen, with small bruises, forming, a bit, of blood, trickling down her chin. Which must of been recent. Did she black out, due to exhaustion, or was she being abused, and tortured? Fear, tingled down upon her spine, as she continued to stare around, expecting the Chancellor, to suddenly appear. This seemed, to be of his doing, which wouldn't surprise the dragoon. This, indeed, was the torture chamber, she found herself within, well, one of the three dungeons. 


Her arms, were littered, with bruises, and cuts, as well. Surprising, her stomach, wasn't littered, with any sort of damage, that she could tell. Although, the signs of being injected with something, was noticeable on, her right wrists. By the Astral's above, what was going on? What about her baby? Fear, was washing over her, and she had to force herself to remain calm, and continue assessing herself. Her heart pounded heavily within her chest, as her eyes, continued to scan the room, the light flickering above her head.

Samuel Rodriguez
Chancellor Ardyn Izunia lingered in the doorway to where the female captain sat bound to a chair in the center of the room, getting her there however was no easy task - although heavily pregnant she still proved to be a brutal warrior which showed in the literring of corpses just outside of where they were. She had remained unconscious for quite sometime and he wondered if the soldiers had been a little too rough with her, only when she slipped back into consciousness did he smirk and unpress himself from the doorway to then begin pacing within the darkness - concealing his frame with it.

"Forgive me for the bruises...but you did put up quite a fight to get you here - such a pity those skills are wasted on a traitor to the Empire" he smirked, outstretching his arm draped in the feathers of his deceased raven-black chocobo and allowing them to caress along the female's neck and shoulders.

"I'm sure this place is familiar, after all you spent many-a-days down here setting our captured birds free into the wild" he remarked, pacing around and behind her, his hands then gripping her shoulders with a slight firmness, quickly releasing them and returning to the nearby monitor - looking to see Ignis pacing the corridors in a desperate means of finding his beloved.

"Wrong way..." he spoke mockingly - wanting the male to question whether he was worth believing or if he was leading him into a trap.

"...you were so warm before...now you're as cold as the heart telling you to turn back - your beloved is here all alone - waiting for you to join her for dinner and you've stood her up - not a great first impression now is it?"

He chuckled to himself, turning to glance over his shoulder at Aranea as she seemed to be searching for a face to put to the voice - a set of eyes to stare into.
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    Falling into Enemy lines and hands was not on Ignis' list of things to do. However fat seems to despise him in this moment of time his auds listened to the slimy voice over the tanoy over the corridors this place was like a maze and everything was so dull though and he could occasionally hear the mechanics of the MTI's which walked on by dragging their acts. It gave ignis the chills really.

With blurry vision he hadn't been used to the corridors or anything around here but he listened to the voice over in a hopes that Ardyn would at least give anything away in his tone of voice to find aranea or arleast try to find some fault in his voice to find her though even ignis knew his potential and Aryden would not crumble at the slightlest he had been toying with the king and his guard since they first started out on this whole trip. and Ignis was on edge even now.

The man knew was he was capable of and he was listening to every word he was saying, though ignis knew that aranea wasn't a fool when it came down to things and even though, He would accept if she had to go to lengths to get herself out of the situation she was in now, The man simply looked his hands now firmly gripped on a railing before he stumbled slightly his knee's hitting the stars slightly. "Humph.." he moved stairs, he was on the stairs, so he Assumed the jester were higher.

"Hm.. Enough with you're taunt's"

His voice was sharp and determined but thats not the say that Ignis feared him afterall he had gone through some drastic experiance caused by the man himself. and he had been powerless to stop it however he looked up once more the tips of his shoes catched the edge of the metal steps to the empire atleast he hoped the MTI could not climb these stairs or that he had been followed he would soon reach another corridor. Ardyn had gone quiet but in a way ignis was waiting for his next task for his guidence to either be right or againWRONG.

Aranea Highwind
Blinking, a bit, as her vision, came to, she remembered, killing multiple, soldiers, and such, in her wake. But, soon, she realized, she was strapped, to a chair, handcuffed, in the middle of the room. Her blood, would boil over, as she searched around, until she saw a figure, emerge from the darkness. Shuddering, as she felt, the simple touches, of the feathers, against her bare shoulders. That voice, she knew it, very well. It was the Devil, himself, Ardyn, in the flesh. Narrowing, her green, optics, her mouth, curled into a tight, frown. Yet, she was too exhausted, to continue this charade, of his, but, she would indulge the man, he was beyond, a lunatic, a slimy, powerful lunatic.


"Why, yes, this place, is quite familiar, I've been here, numerous times, doing the dirty work, for the Empire." "So, fondly nicknamed, the Empire's bitch." Her tone, was low, and lethal sounding, with a threat, poised all in one. "And, a enemy, to the Empire, is quite the compliment, coming, from, you, of all people." She would spit out the last word, growling, lightly to him. "Don't you already have the Prince?" "What are your intentions with me, my child, and my Fiancee?" Beads, of sweat, clung to her, like a second skin, as she felt, droplets of blood, oozing down the side of her face. These bastards, were never gentle. The, sick, copper scent filled her nostrils, causing her, to gag a bit.


If this man, had all his pieces on this chest board, and dangerous game, he loved to play, why did he feel the need, to continue to taunt and torture them? That made no sense to her. Knowing she was quite skilled, she felt around, the metal cuffing her hands, taking note, they were magic blocking, as well. Preventing, the Glacian, to appear, to her, as she had blessed her, and her child. But, with Ardyn, around, it would take more then that, to keep anyone safe, to be honest. After all, not even they could kill this man. He, was truly immortal, and that was scary. Hell, he even killed the Glacian's, giant, body form. The empire, was capable of such, evil things, many evil things. The Dragoon, was upset, that she allowed herself to remain apart of this, evil situation, for far too long. It was easy, to bribe her, in the past, with gil. But, something within her changed, when she noticed the slimy Chancellor, getting away with, everything. She even, remembered telling Ignis, and the Prince, to keep their guards up, Darkness, true Darkness, was upon them. Shivering, a bit, she bit her bottom lip, trying to calm, herself.

Samuel Rodriguez
Referring to her as a traitor to the Empire was right, for someone of her status to side with Prince Noctis and his friends and to even go as far as mating with one of them was treachory at its finest. However the Empire to him were nothing but pawns, a means of revenge and redemption for his accursed being's millenial existence - having to watch as everyone and everything he ever loved die before him.

Her words amused him greatly shown by the chuckles he grumbled beneath the scarf partly concealing his face,coming then aburptly to a stop just a few feet in front of her left knee before crouching down to look up at her, his feather-coated up reaching to tip his hat up to look at her.

"Hmmmm...fiery one aren't you? You should be careful after all wouldn't want to harm the baby now would we?"

He smirked and unpressed himself from the ground and strutted around and behind her, his hands reaching up once more to caress his snow white skin on her shoulders before reaching down to whisper in her ear with a wide grin, his lips merely less then a centimeter from her cheek.

"Besides was it not yourself who crawled into my net? Did you come with hopes of killing me perhaps? A means to protect the Prince you've grown so fondly of in these passing years, or to stop the Starscourge maybe? Believe me many have tried, and all the same have failed, when Noctis returns so will he and so will your beloved fiance as he storms in here like a Knight in Shining Armour to save you, however long that will take with his inability to see."

His breath caressed her flesh as he moved away and paced over towards the door in front of her, his piercing eyes creeping over at her from afar as he pushed his back against the steel frame.

"Now where is the fun in me telling you that Commodore Aranea Highwind?"

His eyes were diverted to the screens once more, spotting the male clutching, clinging and desperately running through the corridors in a desperate means of finding his beloved, now approching the stairs he reached forwards and pressed the button to the microphone.

"By all means take your time, me and Aranea here are having a good ol' catch up in here...feels like it's been an eternity since we last saw each other, we're about to discuss names for the baby...so head right on up the stairs, to the door on your right and you can join us, I'll keep her company until you arrive...ta ta!" with a click the microphone cut off and he turned to look at her with a vicious smirk.
Aranea Highwind
Her, blood, was boiling at this point, so, was the anger, her fingers, tensing, she could choke that man, if she could, only free her hands, but it wouldn't do any good. Gritting her teeth, she would glare down to the floor, careful, not to make direct eye contact, with this sleaze, of a man. He could of easily killed her, but it would be safe, to assume, he wanted something from her, or just simply to continue torturing her. Ah...yes, the bitter taste of betrayal, was upon her tongue. She, was another pawn, used on the chess board, like everyone else, and it was truly unsettling, how she allowed herself to become apart of this twisted, sick game. 


Spitting on the floor, slowly, her emerald orbs, glanced to his, narrowing a bit. "You would know, I'm all fire, and I like to burn wild, and set fire, to everything, I touch." "But you already knew that, that's why you hired me, and like a fool, I did everything for the gil." Aranea, was more, pissed at herself, for that, then anything, and this, man, being the creepiest one, she came across, who got under her skin, in the worst of ways. That's why, at some point, she had become sexually aroused, by this unholy man, she was like a moth, to flame, lured, in by the dangers. Even now, she shuddered, mentally cursing herself, for such a response. 


" I already know I can't kill you, believe me, I wasn't stupid enough to try to do that, if it's out of my means." "As for, playing into your trap, we made a deal, love, didn't we?" "You get me, you leave the others alone, until the Prince comes back, from his beauty sleep." Dryly, she chuckled to herself, Gods, she was a foolish, woman. As, she felt his finger tips upon her flesh, she pulled away, yanking away, from him, as hard as she could, within her restraints. To the point, she almost tipped over, in her chair. 


Her, belly would start, to move, slightly, at the mention, of not harming her baby. Her eyes, would widen a bit, as she groaned. Eden, didn't need to be kicking her, at a time like this, a dangerous time, like this. How cruel, to taunt, a man, he most likely wounded. Had he, no honor? Or, was everything tainted, in his corrupt world? Aranea, would bet the latter, on that one. "I don't expect you to tell me anything at this point, you bastard." Truth, be told, she was feeling rather nauseated in his presence. "But, what exactly, do you intend to do to me?" "Rape me?" She scoffed a bit, lowering her head, as a dull ache was forming in the back of her head. 


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Aud's refocusing on the task at hand;  magitek weaponry isn’t as easy to  disarm  &  destroy  when it’s just Himself.   "Shut up.." he ventures, vision narrowing under his darkened spectacles his other senses alert to the approaching troopers, eyes would be glinting red like those of daemons themselves. That's if he could see of course. His breath is held as he beats their advance, legs moving before mind thinks to, drawing  of his daggers cutting their numbers piece by piece as their screeches echo unpleasantly with almost deafening gusto.

     "Non the worse for wear." Ignis's deep voice rings out if thats all his got, But he doesnt put it past him that that is all Ardyn has to thrw at him and alas he does not even take a chance at following his directions because he is full of puzzles himself and he cannot afford to slip up with the fact that aranea and thus child is captive. relief is exhaled as His enemies are fewer, the more massive of their forces already rotting away where His blades had decimated them.

"There is no need to be so concerned Darling.." His voice perked up a little in a hopes that his beloved would be able to hear him Ignis could handle himself pretty finely and he wasn't going to let a Ardyn slip him up not now.a softened sigh exited the strategist’s placid lips as his digits corrected his glasses. Darkness is beginning to succumb, he could feel it..
Samuel Rodriguez
Never again approaching the microphone he paced at the immediate left of the female, his golden orbs piercing her as she suggested he would make sexual advances on her, as if she would flatter herself in her position. He emitted a cackle and glanced over his shoulder at the monitor, keeping an eye on her beloved decreasing the distance between them as he approached the way to the room they were kept within.

"Trust me my dear...your body isn't what I'm interested in...however...your boyfriend over there..." he gestured towards the screen with his index finger - pointing directly at the monitor in front of them.

"...well" he chuckled, reaching behind her with a white linen cloth and pulling it tightly over her mouth and tying the fabric behind her head firmly to silence he before quickly shifting into a familiar figure to her.

Herself.

Walking directly in her eyesight with his strutting, his body an exact replica of her's in her current state - obviously a means to trick the male into believing he was his fiancee. His slim finger pushed over his own lip in a 'shush' gesture, his eyes narrowing and his lips curving into a vicious grin.

"Our...little...secret..." he whispered using her voice.

He then turned his body and looked over at the door, knowing that Ignis would come through it at any given moment.
Aranea Highwind
Aranea Highwind Yesterday, 00:42
Her, eyes widened, as she struggled further, within her shackles. That bastard! This...this, was so wrong on so many levels! Now, he was appearing as her, how she hated his, sickening games. Her, pale face, would burn, a dark crimson shade, as anger, swept through her, silently, causing her shoulders to ache in absolute tension. It would of been foolish, to think, he wouldn't stoop so low. Gods, she prayed, that Ignis, didn't fall for his charade. As, the fabric was tightened around her mouth, she groaned, inward, cutting her eyes, at Ardyn. The Dragoon, was livid, and was hoping he would die, slowly, and painfully. Nausea would surface, as, the bile taste, build up within the back of her throat. Aranea, could vomit, just about now, her heart, sinking inside of her chest. 


What did this mad man, intend to do, with Ignis? She shuddered, at the thoughts, that ran through her mind, ever so vivid, and graphic. Was he going to kill him? What would happen to her, and her child? Fear, was burning within her veins. It wasn't often, she felt the sting, of fear, but, Arydn, was to be feared, with his slimy, ways. A cunning, foe, indeed, and one, no one should ever should cross paths with.