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[u][b]       Diana        [/b][/u]
[sup][sup]Current Location: Avaritia Castle[/sup][/sup][/color][/h2]
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[color=daa520]"Mmm... Ugh, where am-"[/color] After days —or where it months?— locked away, suffering Victoire's treatment, Diana finally woke up in some place that wasn't the damp, floor of the vampire's dungeon. That was good new. The bad ones whoever is that Diana quite clearly could tell that she was still in Hell, she lost most of her gear, she was feeling worse than a living trash can. Oh! And she needed a bath... quickly.

[color=daa520][i]"I guess that I can get my things later, for now, I'm going to get out of here. Wherever here is."[/i][/color] Diana grabbed a plain white sheet from over a nearby table and, using her claws to rip it apart, made an improvised dress. She wasn't very much willing to walk around enemy territory the way she was born, after all.

A few minutes passed as Diana sneaked through the hall of the unknown castle which she found herself in. During that time the dragon girl wondered why Victoire even did let her out of her chains in first place? The last thing Diana could recall about her captivity was that time when she an Bastion were turned into little but sex toys by Victoire. After that all became blurred and hard to remember, maybe for good. [color=daa520][i]"I have to, find where Bastion is. I promised that I would keep her safe, there's no way I'll give up now, not while I can stil-"[/i][/color]

Diana's thoughts were abruptly cut when she heard the sound of voices, or better, a ruckus coming from a room that was just in her way. [color=daa520][i]"Damn! How many demons can there be in just one place?"[/i][/color] Diana tightened her grip around a silver knife that she stole while passing through the kitchen, where she took the chance to, at least, douse herself in water, to remove the unspeakable smell that she was wafting before. [color=daa520][i]"If I just had Ascalon, I could escape from here on my dragon form, but now..."[/i][/color]

There was no way she could do that.

[color=daa520][i]"Anyway, is that an angel they are talking to? Has someone else been captured, or... is it a fallen?"[/i][/color] Diana sneaked a bit further. If there was also someone else that was captured, it was her duty to try and help them get out of this demonic trap, she couldn't simply tuck her tail between her legs and just save herself. However, when Diana peeked over the corner, using the polished knife as a mirror, she saw the way the angel girl was interacting freely with the other demons while messing around with Machina armaments as if she were an expert at that. [color=daa520]"A traitor? I guess I'd better report this as soon as I get out of here. Or should I try to stay behind and gather some more information? They seem to be discussing war plans, anyway."[/color]

The idea of being captured again, before she could even successfully escape, and what that entailed, caused Diana to shudder. [color=daa520][i]"I, I don't want to go through that anymore. But if I escape now, I'll never know what their plans are. If I that traitor really gives in our secrets... No, I won't let anyone else suffer that as well, this war has caused far too many people to suffer."[/i][/color] Diana steeled her resolve, gritting her teeth. She was in a position that any spy would kill to get, but she couldn't listen very well to what the demons where discussing, over all the ruckus on the hall. Furthermore, if she just waited until she got the chance to, Diana could escape through the front doors, saving her the time to look for a better exit.

Looking around the hall from her safe position, Diana noticed a niche under the staircase that led to the upper floors. It was just small enough that she could fit behind the marble statue that decorated it and close enough to the talk that she could listen to all they were discussing. Getting there would be a bit tricky, but Diana waited until none of the Demons were looking at her way and sneaked behind a pedestal, doing it a couple more times as alert signals popped on her mind.

[color=daa520][i]"Don't do that, you'll be captured..."[/i][/color]

[color=daa520][i]"They will torture and rape you way worse than Victoire..."[/i][/color]

[color=daa520][i]"Even if you want to, they'll never let you die and be free..."[/i][/color]

Diana cursed herself. Why was she being such a coward? That was a chance of a lifetime to make sure she helped this war come close to an end, she couldn't run away now. She had to do it for Bastion, and those maids, they looked like they wanted to be friendly as well. Diana had to try and honor the chance she had. Event then, she couldn't stop her hand from shaking and her bare thighs from stiffening as she thought of her days in Victoire's dungeon.

Either way, Diana finally reached her last hiding spot, and tried to calm herself with a couple of quick breaths, focusing intently on the Demons' discussion, trying to learn and recall as they did and said, so she could report it as soon as she found a way out to get back to Celestia.
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