 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
"Uhhh hi Darrin.." she said, moving backward, her back smacking up against one of the windows. Feeling her hand on the edge of the stone, she contemplated jumping out of the window. It wasn't a big fall, but she knew she wouldn't be able to get up and get away before he managed to hit her with a spell.
"Encagen." he mumbled so quietly, that it were a whisper. Instantly she felt her arms being pinned to her side. Regretting having not at least tried to run away, she could do nothing but stand still. That was how he liked it.
Moving further toward her, running a hand through her hair, in a creepily gentle manner, he sighed, "When will you learn. You're not intended for anyone but me anymore. When will you stop fighting what has to happen?" He didn't wait for her to give an answer, he merely forced his lips on hers roughly, holding her firmly, his nails making hard contact with her skin. |