I’ll be uploading the old tarot cards now since I’ve figured I’ll probably end up repainting them anyway. They do well as portrait pieces, but I’m not happy with them as cards, so... Now you get to enjoy them.
Here we have Oswald, shamelessly cosplaying Captain Hook. And fruit.
"Don't stop", Eriu hissed through her teeth, tightening her grip on Oswald's hair, keeping him still. "You said truth once, you can do it again."
Being pressed down into the carpet like he has the man groaned, nodding ironically - to the most possible extent. "And risk you getting off of me?" Her knee pressed harder against Oswald's neck and he choked on his laughter. "How do you know I am not telling the truth now?"
"You're doing the eyebrow thing, which you always do when you lie."
Ozzie frowned with a smile of uncertainty, blinking at the red-hot iron rod pointing at his face as it kept getting closer. "Really?"
"Yes", Eriu hummed ever so calmly. For a second there she watched him relive some memories, trying to figure out wether or not she was correct, before she smacked his calves with the bar. "I've seen you!"
His body twitched in pain. Taking advantage of that he managed to roll over to his back, but failed to push her off or at least get the rod – which already burned some of his facial hair leaving a bald spot on his cheek - away from his face. With his hands still tied behind his back and Eriu now on top of him his situation did not improve much, and Oswald groaned again, seeing a handfull of his hair fall from Eriu's hand onto the carpet.
"You will tell me the truth now, or I will shove this into your mouth", she muttered, getting the rod in position to execute her promise, inching it closer and closer to his face.
Oswald looked at her pleadingly, pressing his lips together. "... But you'll get off!"
"Oh, I won't get off."
When he could no longer bear the heat he turned his face away with another groan. "Okay, okay, fine! I might, just might have attempted to cheat! But it was just an attempt! The dimwit lost it, wouldn't make a move, I tried to convince him off camera. That's it! You can check the tape, you won! Please!! If you're going to burn the other cheek at least make is symmetrical!"
"If you mess with the subject of the bet you are cheating, Oswald."
"Well, we both know damn well you don't make a wager unless you're certain you'll win. Might just be me, but it screams 'challenge!' right into my left ear, and 'that's cheating!' into my right one. Blame a man for playing along!"
"Very well." Eriu shifted on top of him, moving the tip of the bar over the side of his face slowly. At this point his hands were completely numb. "Let's make another one. You decide what it will be."
"We both pick for each other a person we think the most innocent and the least susceptible to manipulation and then we try to convince them to push a man out of the window to their death", Oswald blurted out immediately, blinking rapidly to make his dry eyes water while the rod was hovering over the corner of his jaw.
Eriu tapped his head with the cold end. "You've been planning that for a while, haven't you." Seeing him smile with his eyes closed the woman smiled herself. Carelessly tossed the rod back into the fireplace and pushed herself up. "Fine then. I take that bet. When you lose I'll cut off your ear and then nail it back. We can then wager wether or not it will grow back together."
"When you lose I get to chain you to the bed and do to you all the things you promised you'd do to me but never did", he chuckled, trying to free himself of the hasty knots on his wrists. "I'm way too gorgeous for you to even dare to hurt me severely. You on the other hand... what is a one scar more at this point, am I right?"
Eriu smirked, stepping over him on her way to get more tea from the kitchen. "You're a joy."
