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Date & Time: 9/10.
Location: A wide-open section of rubble.
Characters: Eilonwy and Luke Skywalker.
Summary: Kidnapping!
Warnings: See above. Possible hair pulling?

Eilonwy was very much not allowed to climb trees, which were plentiful at Caer Dalben. Here, as in Dinas Rhydant, there are few trees, so today Eilonwy was climbing a pile of rubble left by one of the United Earth's raids. She wanted to see what she could see for the top of it, but most of all there was the special satisfaction derived from doing something one was told one couldn't do.

Having reached the top of the pile, Eilonwy sat down, quite pleased. It was a lonely place, and the air filled up with quiet.

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One down, one to go. He'd been given his second target and Luke - or the force currently driving Luke if you wanted to get picky - had tracked her down. It hadn't been easy, but when being driven to a single-minded purpose by some form of mind control, it tends not to wear quite as much. He doesn't try to be stealthy. The pile of rubble makes stealth a bit too difficult. Instead, he simply starts clambering up from her blind side, trusting in the ever-present rain to cover the sound of his movements until he's too close for it to matter.

She doesn't notice until it would be almost impossible to run away— and even then she doesn't expect anything malevolent.

"Hello there," she says, in an imperial tone. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Luke sways to his feet, glassy-eyed. He seems to stare at her, past her, and then he speaks up, voice muted.

"I need you to come with me."

The easy way or the hard way?

"I do not go with anyone who does not ask nicely." Her eyes narrowed. Truth told, she wouldn't make this easy for him even if he did say please. Eilonwy reached for her bauble, a small sphere glowing faintly in her hand. It was a desperate thing, but maybe she could signal for help.

Luke paused mechanically. He was supposed to do this - kidnap her and take her to the UE. Even with his conscious mind blacked out and subsumed beneath hypnotic programming, his subconscious still rebelled at the idea. At least for a moment. Then he finished his climb and lunged in an attempt to grapple and grab her wrists.

"Sorry."

He really will be, once he realizes what he's done.

Eilonwy screamed, as piercing loud as she could make her voice rise. Her baubled glowed momentarily, bright enough to blind— she hoped someone would see it, or that at least it would provide a distraction.

She could not stop him from grabbing her wrists, but she brought a foot down on his as hard as she could in the uneven terrain.

Luke flinched, eyes squeezed shut against the flash of light. And then she stomped on his foot and he had to scramble back to avoid it. He still has one of her wrists, though, and he tugged at it as he backpedaled down the pile of rubble and tried to drag Eilonwy with him.

This very rude man was larger and stronger than she was, and her hands dropped the bauble. Eilonwy tried to bite the hand that was grabbing her wrist, which at least stopped her screams for a while. It didn't seem as though anybody heard her.

Rude was one way to put it. At least he had a height and a strength advantage, which seemed to be paying off, right up until Eilonwy bit him. Luke yelped in surprise and yanked his hand back. Then he went right back to trying to grab her, this time around the waist. If he had to hoist over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, he would.

Eilonwy tried to dart away from him when his hand left hers, but she wasn't quick enough to escape his arms. This didn't stop her from struggling mightily, trying to use her own arms and bodyweight to push down on his laced around her waist.

The bauble had fallen to the ground, lightless.

Luke grunted and shifted his weight against the unstable rubble. He hasn't had too much experience in actually wrangling people, but he has the advantage of height and strength. After a moment, he tightened his grip and heaved, started to drag her down the slope.

The bauble meant nothing to him. Someone might find it later, but it wasn't a part of his programming.

If Eilonwy was going to go, she was going kicking and screaming. Her hands balled into fist, she started hitting any part of this terribly rude man she could get hold of. To no avail, likely, but she was too stubborn not to try.

If Luke weren't hypnotized, he'd be reacting a lot more. Of course, he also wouldn't be trying to kidnap someone either. As it was, he grunted each time she hit him - it wasn't that it hurt, it was just vaguely irritating - and he finally hoisted her over his shoulder and started carrying her down the heap of rubble.

The screaming in his ear didn't much help either.

Well, too bad, because she's not going to stop.

Or, at least, Eilonwy has decided not to. Her lungs and vocal cords have ideas of their own, though, and they give out in spite of her, eventually. She stops for a few seconds, then several more, and then so on, until finally her screams have left her.

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