Surely Somebody... (Open to all)

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"But, by logic, my dear" he said exasperatedly, though his voice was rough and sensual "the last time you would have had sex would have been your last time. No need to rely on my loins for that. I'm no toy. Not a man such as myself."

He looked her up and down as he often did, searching for some semblance of a joke. He'd never heard a woman speak so vehemently and obsessively about intercourse as she did. And so obviously, too. It surprised him greatly, and he was almost curious. Almost.

"Besides. I've got a devotion to one woman in particular. I shan't be dismissing her anytime soon and I couldn't cheat on such an innocent soul.

[Rosemary-Louise]

"Admit it, though, you and your loins are curious. About me." Rosemary grinned and shook her head at him. "I've only ever been denied a few times and that was because the person was usually in a happy relationship but their relationships never remained happy." She rolled her eyes. "Of course their wives or lovers tried to blame that on me but I digress."

"And I don't like your logic. It has been... Six months for me. If I went by your logic I'd have to die with that and that would be brutal," Rose said very seriously before shrugging and then grinning at the man. "I guess she's something special. That's nice. For her. It is absolutely horrid for me."

"And as for being a toy, don't worry about that. I wouldn't use you as a toy. I don't play with them: I play with men. Women, too, sometimes. If we did do 'it,' though, it would be a one time thing and she'd never find out. Just saying."

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Particularly why I say no" he shrugged and closed his eyes with an evil smirk, "or maybe you'd consent to a longer relationship for that" he joked.

He gazed at her breasts for a moment and then looked away, dreaming of the flat-chested Noel slithering along his body. Of course, with his husband, different things stuck out. Luscious things...if only he could have borne children like this woman could...oh how beautiful they would have been...oh well...

"As far as dying from sexual depravity...there are plenty of women here who would enjoy your company.

[Rosemary-Louise]

"But I am not only interested in women!" she protested before frowning in surprise. "Would you want that? A longer relationship with me, I mean, or are you only teasing me? I would do it if I thought you were serious."

"And you're not taking this seriously. People probably can die if they don't have sexual intercourse. At the very least go crazy! You're a doctor, aren't you supposed to be helping people with these things?" she questioned him, half-teasing and half still trying to sway him.

That was a fault of hers, she knew. Once she was decided on something she wouldn't stop until she got it. She wanted him and she wondered what she would have to do to sway him.

She also wondered if anyone was coming to get them yet, but she hoped they wouldn't, at least not for a little while longer. She actually liked the doctor when he wasn't being a prick and touching her when she wasn't ready.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Ah! Vaudier!" Doctor Bramsfield rose swiftly to his feet as his head chaser discovered the trapped doctor with a shout "there you are! And her! How did the two of you end up here?!"

Vaudier unlocked the door and let himself in, scooping up the woman by her armpit and hauling her up "How disgraceful! A young lady like yerself should be...ehwhat?!" He turned around as the door slammed behind them yet again.

"AUGH!" The doctor shouted in horror as they were yet again trapped.

"Well then" Vaudier shrugged loosely "Guess we're trapped in 'ere, eh?"

[Rosemary-Louise]

Rosemary bit her bottom lip roughly to keep from screaming out bloody murder and tried, and failed, to snatch her arm away from Vaudier. "Let me go," she hissed at him, the hot, embarassing tears pooling into her eyes and spilling over.

She glared daggers at the man and tried to pull free once again, only to have him hold on tighter.
Rose looked over at Dr. Bramsfield with pleading eyes, hoping to have him help her.

"Let me go!" she yelled again at Vaudier.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Well, we're stuck now" he said with a shudder, looking to Doctor Bramsfield and slumping down "Dear gods we're caught..."

Bramsfield fromed seriously "We're all damn idiots...getting stuck like this...especially me. Getting hogtied like that."

"Hogtied?" Baudier asked with wide eyes.

Bramsfield reclined against Vaudier's legs as the two sat together, completely oblivious that their relationship--or what had once been one--was quite obvious. He closed his eyes and groaned in frustration. Vaudier, however, only had eyes for the girl he had only just manhandled.

[Rosemary-Louise]

(OCC: I am assuming Rose has been let go here...)

Rosemary fell softly to the ground and rested on her side, turning her back on both men, and glared viciously at the wall. The tears were still running hot down her face and her cheeks were now burning pink in anger, embarassment, and fear.

She could hear the two men talking but opted to ignore them. She'd already taken enough humuliation for the day. Her body stiffened when she felt a pair of eyes on her and she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, hoping whoever it was would leave her alone.

She vowed to be quiet for real this time.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Oh chill ou' there whineygirl" Vaudier slapped her buttocks carelessly with a chortle and a snort from Bramsfield.

"She'd like you very much" Bramsfield said with a wicked grin, nudging the eager young chaser forward.

Vaudier fell beside her and laid in a spoon just behind her, large hands aching to razzle and harass the girl. "Well 'ello there girly," he smirked and pressed his knees to the backs of hers insinuatingly.

Bramsfield, meanwhile, reclined with thoughts of Noel and yawned tiredly.

[Rosemary-Louise]

Rose's eyes flew wide open and her breathing hitched when she felt his body on hers. When she remembered to breathe it came out shaky and shuddering, letting the man on to the feelings she was so desperately trying to keep inside.

She moved forward just a little, until they were no longer touching, and tried to calm herself down.
She'd seen her father make a file about her to give to this place and she knew he put in there that she didn't liked to be touched without permission or her acknowledgment.

Don't they follow rules here?!

It is basically your fault, that damned stronger voice said. No crying, Rosemary-Louise, and now showing that you're scared. Showing these things will certainly show how weak you truly are.

"Just leave me alone, please," she said quietly, trying to come off as firm and unconcerned; unafraid.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Coward" he snapped, pushing her harshly into the wall and returning to Bramsfield's side with a low grumble.

The two of them soon became occupied in an intimate conversation, speaking in hushed tones, one refined accent, one loose and thrown about cockney accent that blended in almost sensual voices. Soon one man found himself pressed closer to the other's legs, heedless of the cowering young woman in the corner.

[Rosemary-Louise]

Rosemary winced as her body connected with the wall in front of her but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. For right now she would take the name coward if it meant them leaving her alone.

But, alas, she could not be silenced. She was an O'Hara; Irish blood flowed through her veins! And whether she liked it or not she and her dad had a lot in common, including their hot-tempers.

"Stupid, conceited pricks," she grumbled to herself, rubbing the side of her face that hit the wall, hoping she wouldn't bruise. "I'm bleeding..." She sighed in annoyance as she looked at her fingers that had blood from her lip on them.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"Oy. Precious. Commere'" Vaudier called raucously, much to Bramsfield's dismay. Bramsfield did not want that woman near him in any sexual way, but it seemed his head chaser wanted just the opposite.

"I wanna' take that pretty little shift off, 'eh?" His full lips curled into a grin under his messy brown bangs which hung in curly ringlets down both sides of his wide jaw and covered his entire brow. His tanned skin was shimmering with sweat from the workout he'd only just put in moments ago on his search for Bramsfield and Rosemary. He rose on muscular legs, beckoning with wide hands and long fingers for the 'pretty little girly' in the corner

"I'll lick the blood away, 'mm?"

[Rosemary-Louise]

Brave face, brave face, brave face! Rosemary chanted in her head. She sat up slowly and turned to face the two men.

Noting Bramsfield's annoyed look and the lustful one on Vaudier's, she finally said, "I'm not sure coming over there would be in my best interest." She raised an eyebrow. "What would be in it for me if I do come over there?"

I am in no position to negotiate, she thought to herself with an eyeroll. This is what gets me in trouble. You'd think I'd stop.

I've no idea when you became such a masochistic trouble maker, her stronger side agreed.

[Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield]

"And two minutes ago you were coming onto me harder than a rabbit tries to mate!" came the Doctor's awestruck reply, "You're something else, you know?" He shuddered.

Vaudier let out a girlish giggle and beckoned again to her, this time more enthusiastically. His strong arms stood open for her to approach, but his eyes were full of frustation more than amusement.