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Worthy of Mars, 3/?

Date: 2011-11-01 04:01 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
(Messed up the formatting a little there- and there should also be an angst tag.)

That first night set the general tone for Hadrian's married life. He would fight by day, then come home and lie beside his wife, touching her as little as possible. She didn't wait for him anymore; she would wander the camp under supervision with the other men's wives, and only come back when he sent for her. She didn't speak to him unless spoken to, and never tried to touch him either. The only time he heard any passion in her was when she talked in her sleep one night, crying out the name "Alex."

That morning, Hadrian finally broke the silence between them.

"Where are you from, Laura?"

"Nipton."

"A lottery winner, then."

"Winner. Yes. Me and my husband both won third place." Finally she looked him in the eye, free of anger or love or any emotion at all. "We won the chance for me to be gang-raped in front of him, as he was tied up and screaming my name, begging them to let me go, to hurt him however they wanted if they'd only let me go."

Hadrian shook his head, almost desperately.

"He didn't. No one in Nipton raised a hand to save their loved ones from harm. That's why they deserved death."

Laura laughed for the first time since Hadrian had known her, harsh and cold.

"You believe that? Even criminals love their families. Only the Legion doesn't."

Hadrian came close to striking her for that, and she was clearly bracing herself for it. She had to be lying, trying to make him doubt his superiors- she had to be. He could teach her to respect her betters easily, just by taking hold of that yellow hair and throwing her to the ground, making her his wife in more than just name.

He turned away from Laura instead.

"Where's Alex now?"

"They took him to a raid camp. That's the last I ever saw of him. Aren't you going to punish me?"

"I don't care if you lie. Say what you like, it makes no difference. You're just a slave, and I don't even want you."

Hadrian opened the tent flap again, preparing for yet another nighttime walk.

"Not like this, anyway."

Re: Worthy of Mars, 3/?

Date: 2011-11-01 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Wow! This is awesome! This is a really really neat concept for a fic and I love where you're going with it! Can't wait to read more!!

Re: Worthy of Mars, 3/?

Date: 2011-11-03 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This is really fantastic and interesting!!

Wonderful, anonnie. Absolutely wonderful.

Re: Worthy of Mars, 3/?

Date: 2011-11-04 12:10 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
CaesarAlmighty, I hope there's more coming

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