Setting: *Sunlight streams through a tiny window and reflects off a bathroom mirror. Klāra and Victor stand, in between a counter and tub, starring at the tub. A closet sits just to the left behind them and the door to the bedroom is on the right.*
Klāra: This is impossible...*She holds a towel, staring at the empty bathtub.*
Victor: *sighs* what do you expect me to do?
Klāra: How am I supposed to know?
Victor: okay then..if you don't have any suggestions..*starts taking his shirt off*
Klāra: *Her eyes widen and she looks away at the ceiling*
Victor: *laughs* Aw come on Sweet Cheeks...I know you just couldn't wait for me to get my shirt off...
Klāra: What if we put up a sheet barrier, like a changing room? *She ignores his flirtatious advance.*
Victor: Do what you must..i don't care, I've seen every inch of a woman like you before. Won't bother me *he smirks wickedly*
Klāra: Of course you have. You're married. With a kid.*She goes into a closet nearby and brings out a large navy blue bedsheet.*
Victor: How'd you know about-
Klāra: I've seen that family picture you keep in your pocket. Help me string this up. *She tries to make a curtain between the tub and the door.*
Victor: *thinks* Nah..I don't think I wanna..
Klāra: why not?
Victor: Don't feel like it..*starts stripping, flexing his muscles as he does so*
Klāra: *She turns red with embarrassment and looks away.*
Victor: Oh darling darling darling..just accept it.
Klāra: No. I refuse to. *She turns around, away from him*
Victor: *suddenly yanks on the cuff and it pulls her close to him*
Klāra: *She stumbles into his chest and turns beet red, her emotions screaming that she is uncomfortable.* Victor!
Victor: Relax sweetums... *keeps her close*
Klāra: let me go! Now! *Her heart picks up speed and she becomes extremely nervous. She tries to pull herself away.*
Victor: *can smell this* I love the smell of your fear...
Klāra: You creep!!!*Closing her eyes, she turns away from him* Let me go!
Victor: Nah...this is payback...for all that time in that stupid cage...
Klāra: That was my JOB! *Tears spill from her eyes.*
Victor: You still did it!!! *slowly turning to anger*
Klāra: *She throws the bed sheet at him and sits on the toilet*
Victor: *growls and sighs*
Klāra: just shower....*She props her head on her hand and faces a wall*
Victor: *rolls his eyes and does so, it's complicated but he does so*
Klāra: *She cries to herself silently, waiting her turn.*
Victor: *showers quickly in freezing water so she can have the hot water, show an A.R.K. *act of random kindness* Alright, your turn.
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Experimental Game (A Victor Creed Love Story)
FanfictionWhen Victor Creed wakes up in Styker's lab with no real memory of how he got there, it's up to him and the tempting lab assistant, Klāra, to find out what happened. Join them as they play through Styker's experimental game and solve the problem to t...
