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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Megohime laid down on the bed, too tired to want to do anything else. She didn’t want to be locked up, her body was sore and she ached all over. She curled up wishing for a shower, but settled with falling asleep waiting for food.
 
She jerked upright, startled awake by the noise and looking over her shoulder. After a moment she got up and retrieved the tray of food, avoiding looking at the man who brought it. “Can I shower..?” She asked, sticky from sweating.
 
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She didn’t get to ask any more questions before he was gone, eating in silence. Megohime was disgusted with how she felt, wanting to shower and throw away her clothes. Something felt off about her situation outside of the obvious fact that she wasn’t there willingly.
An overwhelming sense of betrayal kept hitting her in the gut, but she couldn’t figure out why she felt that way- it was probably due to how much that drug controlled her. She found herself staring at the half a dose she was left with, eating slow as she stared blankly. At least she got to eat, maybe things weren’t so bad being like this for a while, she could escape eventually.
 
Later on, maybe an hour or so later, two men came in and moved to her cell.
"Matabei says you can get cleaned up."
"We don't want you dirty for your date later."
 
Megohime wasn’t expecting for them to mean now, but didn’t fight them, touching the half a dose she had put in her pocket to make sure she still had it. “What about clothes?” She asked uneasily as she was forced along.
 
"You'll get them." One replied, "Don't be impatient."
They walked out of the dungeons and headed up the stairs, down the hall to a door. They pushed it open, showing a rather large bathroom. There was a window, but no way to open it.
"When you're done, we'll bring you something to wear."
 
She entered the bathroom, glancing around as she entered. Something felt off, it wasn’t like last time, they were treating this like it was extra special. “Mm..” She nodded, waiting for them to close the door. The window was no good either, and just from a glance she could tell they weren’t on the first floor.
 
She swallowed hard, figuring she would be fine if she kept her back to them, undressing quickly and getting into the shower. She pulled the curtain shut, but knew it wouldn’t protect her from them. Starting the shower, she didn’t bother to even take off her tags, choosing to shower with them on.
 
She scrubbed herself clean until her skin turned red, doing her best to ignore the men standing in the bathroom with her. When Megohime finished, she wrapped herself in a towel and stepped out of the shower, heart still hammering in her chest. “Clothes?” She asked cautiously.
 
Megohime took the dress with a soft frown, looking at the man before moving to the far end of the bathroom. She kept her back to the men once again as she dressed, making sure she grabbed her TB from her dirty clothes once she was dressed.
 
Megohime felt herself start to sweat a bit, nodding silently in compliance and following them out. She took the last half a dose to try and calm her nerves, stomach doing flips.
 
Megohime entered, feeling out of place and vulnerable in the dress and boots, so uncomfortable she wanted to crawl out of her skin. “They said you wanted to see me..?” She said, watching him closely as the drugs started to ease her nerves.
 
She moved over and sat as instructed, making sure to keep her skirt line from riding up, feeling like her nerves were on fire being so close to him.
 
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