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[colonelcannibal]

 *Ives was enjoying himself quite a bit. Looking to catch his prey before someone else could get to it was a very fun game, and he had all sorts of lovely ideas about what to do when he found it . . .

*The best method of hunting was always to make the prey come to you, in Ives' opinion. When it came to prey like this, that meant bait--and the best bait for a petty monster like this one was poor, sad, pathetic Colqhoun.*

Is there anyone out here? I'm lost . . .

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[colonelcannibal]

*Ives drags the prey into his kitchen and ties him to a chair, then starts the tongue cooking over the fire.* I was thinking of removing his fingers one at a time, to start with. Or his toes, perhaps, to make it harder for him to run even if he does get loose.

[clawsandhijabs]

We could rip out his toenails first...then cut off his toes.

[colonelcannibal]

Oh, that's a lovely idea! I'm sure there are pliers around here somewhere . . . ah, here we are. *He grabs the pliers and starts to tug.*

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina rifled through drawers and found some toothpicks. She got on her knees and got his other foot and put them under his toe nails.

[colonelcannibal]

*Ives laughs as the man screams, then starts cutting off toes joint by joint.* Would you like to do the cooking, or shall I?

[clawsandhijabs]

"I can." She got a pot and put some vegetables into it and some chicken broth as well before putting it on the stove.

[colonelcannibal]

What kind of meat would you like to use? There are plenty of bits that won't kill him to lose . . .

[clawsandhijabs]

What's the best for a nice soup?

[colonelcannibal]

Chuck steak--off the shoulder. *He starts cutting.*

[clawsandhijabs]

Alfred Fisher and Ronald William Brown have been documented as saying the...uh...rump....is the best part for making a roast. Is that true?

[colonelcannibal]

It makes for quite a good one, yes.

[clawsandhijabs]

Maybe we'll make a rump roast after we make soup!

[colonelcannibal]

Mmm, sounds good. It'll certainly make him squeal!

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina nodded as she stirred the broth and put in some more vegetables.

[colonelcannibal]

*After a couple minutes of amusing screams, Ives adds a fair bit of meat to the pot.*

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina stirred it into the broth and vegetables.

[colonelcannibal]

*While the meal cooks, Ives playfully tortures the o-so-deserving man.*

[clawsandhijabs]

This is nice, isn't it?

[colonelcannibal]

It's absolutely lovely, I must say. Far too rare that anyone in the know eats my food willingly.

[clawsandhijabs]

I'm not exactly human. I'm a dragon.

[colonelcannibal]

Which explains it, yes, but that doesn't make it any less . . . pleasant.

[clawsandhijabs]

My kind's been hunting humans for years though.

[colonelcannibal]

I've still been lonely. Dragons are a bit thin on the ground.

Or should I say in the air?

[clawsandhijabs]

Not all dragons fly. Some live in water.

[colonelcannibal]

Land, sea and sky, then.