LadyYunaFFX2
Pulsar
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2012
- Location
- Boone, NC
Aiko
http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/RPC-RP Pics/FinalUmi_zps9d38eab7.jpghttp://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/RPC-RP Pics/FinalUmi_zps9d38eab7.jpghttp://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/RPC-RP Pics/FinalUmi_zps9d38eab7.jpgBy the time Kenichi had removed his foot from her wrist, Aiko was panting and lightly trembling. That'd been far too close for any sort of comfort and while she was damned relieved, she knew he hadn't stopped because of something like mercy. Hell, the word didn't exist in his dictionary. No no, he was waiting ... which was ironic. She was too .. just for something else. For a few moments though, she wasn't sure even what that was. But once he gave the orders to strip, the ideas came to Aiko. As much as she would have loved to give her wrist a massage to relieve some of the aching, it'd waste precious seconds that she barely had left.
If Kenichi or the soldier were expecting her to try any stunts, they wouldn't quite see that. It actually looked like she'd had sense metaphorically slapped into her and put her wrists behind her back in surrender. This was partly true .. but it wasn't by any means all she was doing. While both had their focus in front of her and not behind her body, she removed the dagger from the same pocket she'd hid it in. Aiko would have highly preferred to have been able to sheathe it ... but that luxury hadn't been given. So this would be risky, though much more so if she weren't a rogue.
Slipping the small blade between her hands to hide it, she kept them pressed firmly enough together to keep it hidden away. There was no question that within time, she'd see her father nude, whether fully or half. And even if only the latter, it'd be enough. She had plans on the chance chains were used instead of ropes; the blade could be used for a slightly awkward but makeshift lockpick. It was doable though not nearly as accurate or quick as the real thing .. but not at all impossible.
Regardless, she wouldn't be fully off guard as much as her father had been thinking she was. If anything, she intended to use his arrogance against him .... and even if it cost her, obtain the injury she'd had stolen from her when their fight had begun. It'd wind up giving her anywhere from hours to days depending on what she could strike. But still, it'd be more than ample ... for herself and perhaps a bit more importantly, Sabin.
Her throat finally cleared to the squire, reminding him she was still very much in front of him. "Well? What are you looking for? You see nothing but flesh so .... get on with it. None of us can remain here all day." She swallowed softly, trying to avoid moving her hands too much. The most dangerous thing on her concealed stunt, really, was how close and easily the blade could technically slit the major vein within either of her wrists. But she didn't intend to let it cut there. Still, it didn't get rid of the possibility of that being able to happen either.