shiningboxofjustice | Open Shipping Meme

"Well, now. Maybe it'll seem a better size for two of us." Feeling a bit better, Faye got up from the chair and stretched her arms high above her head. "So, you got something comfortable for me to change into?"

Ky responded with a blank expression on his face. "Wha -- me? Er, I don't know."

He had no women's clothing at his house; he had no reason to have any. "I, uh. I suppose I assumed I'd take you to your place to pack."

"Right." Though she didn't sound confident at all as she responded. She folded her arms beneath her chest and side glanced at the wall. "I just figured you'd have some old shirt or something I could wear..." For some reason, she didn't seem too keen on the idea of going back to her place. "But sure, why not go together and pack me some stuff, hmm? Then you can choose what you'd like me to wear." Trying to get things onto a more light hearted and joking mood.

That actually got Ky to blush a little. Choosing Faye's clothing for her felt...rather intimate. And her being such a gorgeous woman didn't help matters further, either.

"I, I'm sorry. The only old clothing I have I wear for working on home projects." Ky was always good about donating old clothing he no longer wore; being an orphan had left a mark on him when it came to helping the needy. Thus, he only kept a certain amount of old clothes to wear when he expected to get dirty.

"All right, let's go. We'll be quick. Would you like to stop for anything while we're out?"

Honestly, Faye didn't look thrilled at the idea of having to go back out there. She smoothed down her clothes and headed straight for the door. "Okay. Fine. Let's go."

Then she paused and glanced back at him, her stance confident but her expression more unsure. "Just... just in case. Can you bring something... a weapon? Just in case?"

Ky paused, then nodded. "One moment, please." With that, he disappeared further into the house.

A moment later, he emerged, his sword sheathed at his waist. "All right, I'm ready. I promise you, I will keep you safe."

Faye felt better the moment she saw that sword. Still, as they left and she led the way to her small apartment, Faye fell very quiet for a few moments. Finally, she felt that letting him in on what had happened might be helpful. Or at least more fair to him.

"The thing is... there were these guys... who threatened to come after me... who know where I live. And I just - I didn't want to go home... And God knows if they're still waiting for me..."

Ky felt a chill run through his body at Faye's words. He didn't sense anything yet, so it was just what she said that got to him. No wonder she had been so reluctant. If he'd known, he would have taken her to a local clothing store instead.

"Stay close." Ky reached out a hand; if Faye wished, she could hold onto it. "If you wish, we could find a store instead. We can wait until it's daytime or we have some backup."

"We could have just stayed home and made out..." Faye didn't look at him, attempting to be light hearted about all of this. She glanced at his hand and took it - judging by the way she held his hand, Faye was actually quite worried. "I'd rather just... see what's at home and get this over with..." Though she didn't sound like she was looking forward to it.

"Perhaps that would be for the best." Ky gently pulled Faye closer. "No matter what, I'll keep you safe. Trust me."

Faye just looked at him a moment or two, her chest full of warmth. But finally she looked away and sighed, "Thank you..."

Eventually they would get closer to Faye's apartment. It's not a particularly pleasant part of town, the apartments small and dark. At the end of a miserable street, Faye paused and pointed at a building, "That one's mine."

"All right."

Ky slowly drew his sword. He didn't see anybody, but he was being cautious. A few arcs of electricity danced along the blade, gathering at the tip which lit up like a flare, bathing the area in light. He then led the way toward the building that Faye lived in, keeping a firm grip on her hand.

Faye carefully makes her way towards her apartment. She followed close behind him, breathing a little harder in her fear of what she might find there. There didn't appear to be anyone threatening around, but when they reached her place at the top of the stair case it was clear that someone had been gere.

The door to her apartment was wide open. Faye gasped as she saw that her tiny, cheap place had been totally ruined - furniture broken and overturned, clothes torn and scattered everywhere. She didn't appear to have much, but what was there was ruined.

Faye pushed past Ky and ran to the small bedroom where a small safe was lying open on the bed. Faye didn't make a noise, just slowly lowered herself onto the bed as she realised that everything she had was ruined or stolen.

Ky remained silent. There was really nothing he could do here right now other than survey the damage with a heavy heart. From what he could tell, there was virtually nothing left for her.

Ky sheathed his sword and walked into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed next to Faye. The next thing he knew, though, he was wrapping his arms around her body in a hug.

"I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry."

Faye just stayed crouched over on the bed, tensing at first at Ky's touch, more out of surprise than anything else. Then she curled into a tighter ball, her voice choking a little. She stayed still for a moment or two, then cleared her throat as she tried to wriggle out, "They're gone. Let's go."

At those words, Ky released Faye. Then, he got off the bed.

"I'll have to file a report, but that can wait until tomorrow. In the meantime, let's go get you some new clothes. My treat."

Once again, he offered a hand to Faye.

Faye finally got up from the bed. She glanced at Ky with sad eyes, looking at his hand. But she couldn't bring herself to take it. She worried that if she did she would aomehow become too upset. So instead she strolled right past him and out of the apartment.

Once she walked out, she seemed to disappear. It seemed that the two men from before were back, and one of them had managed to grab her and pull her away with his hand over her mouth.

Ky hopped up after Faye walked out of the room, but not quickly enough to see where she went. Confused, he looked around once outside.

"Faye? Faye! Where did you go?"

Again, he drew his sword and lit the tip, bathing the area in light. He looked around, including around the closest corners.

Faye tried to scream but she couldnt, one hand on her mouth and an arm over her throat. She swung her legs as she was lifted, kicking again and again. The light of his sword would catch her leg before she was dragged further away. But the stairwell is small, so it would be clear that these two men were taking her away outside again.

Ky caught the movement out of the corner of his eye. Sensing something was amiss, he ran toward it and began to descend the stairwell at a high speed.

"STOP!" Ky shouted the moment he saw the men. "Let her go IMMEDIATELY!"

The two men did stop, clearly more brawn than brain, Faye still held with an arm across her throat and a hand on her mouth. "Ha! Looks like she has a boyfriend too." He said as Faye thrashed and kicked, with less and less energy left now.

"Yeah right. He clearly paid for her, whore that she is."

"Oh yeah? Then that money is ours now. What you pay for her, hmm? Pretty little thing." He grinned a hideous smile and leaned down to lick Faye's upper ear. Faye then squealed out bit her teeth into the man's finger, causing him to jump in fright and drop her to the ground, gasping for air.

"Hey! You! You made him drop her. Now what?" He sneered in answer to the demand, pulling out both a gun and a large knife. "Come get her if you want her so bad then..."

"Come get her? If that's what you want. RIDE THE LIGHTNING!"

Almost instantaneously, Ky surrounded himself with a sphere of plasma, with smaller orbs of electricity rotating around the edge. He then dashed forward, plowing through the armed thug and driving him into the ground, rendering him unconscious in the process.

The electricity then died down, leaving the smell of ozone hanging in the air. Ky raised his sword again and pointed it at the other thug, while placing one foot on the chest of the one he'd knocked out.

"You. If you value your health, you will not cause any more trouble. I will not hesitate to defend Ms. Valentine from you or anyone else you might have at your beck and call."

The two men clearly were not prepared for this in any way. The guy who was holding Faye dragged a large knife from his belt and pointed it directly at Ky. But his arm started shaking more when his sidekick was dropped to the ground unconscious.

The thug made some ugly faces at Ky, trying to figure out what to do. "That bitch is ours! She owes us! Big time! And if she can't cough up then we'll use her until she makes us the money she owes. Thousands and thousands, you get that?" He was scared, but angry too, and spat on the ground near Faye.

Faye, meanwhile, curled up on the ground, listening but not able to lift her head to look at them. She coughed painfully with her hand on her throat.

"I don't give a DAMN about what she does or doesn't owe you!" At this point, Ky is beyond angry. It's one of the few times he'll ever swear.

"Very soon, her debts to you will be the least of your concerns! After all, you'll soon be in prison!" Ky may have been off-duty, but he was still a police officer, and he could very easily restrain these men and call on some on-duty officers to escort them to the nearest station. And, in fact, Ky then reached up to press a hidden button mounted under his collar, setting off a signal that would alert the police to a situation under way where he was. He then circled the thug, moving closer to Faye, without closing the distance between him and his target.

"Throw down your weapon and surrender. It'll be easier on you if you do."

When Ky got closer, Faye instinctively reached out with a shaky hand as though she just wanted to touch him. But her hand didn't quite reach. Eventually, she started to pull herself into a seated position.

Meanwhile, the thug shrugged his shoulders and held one hand up in surrender while the other had the knife dangling in his hand. "Prison? Nah, nah. Not prison. Hey - we were only having a bit of fun with her. I bet she liked it, hmm? So just - just let us go..."

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