Jeffrin opens the door to your little room. The dog does not seem to be with him for once. "Hello Renni. You ready for a little fun?"

Rennar sits in the corner of the small room, arms around her legs. She looks up when the door opens, and a tinge of fright enters her eyes. SHe tries to keep ahold of her emotions, peering around Jeffrin briefly. Relief touches her for a small instant, but she is no less wary from her earlier encourter with the beast.

Jeffrin says "answer me. *he gestures for her to get up and come out of the little room*"

Carefully, slowly, Rennar rises to her feet. She almost winces at his words, almost, "I am not certain I understand what you mean, uncle..." There is uncertainty in her voice, and truly she does not understand what sort of 'fun' Jeffrin would want to have with her after the earlier incident.

Jeffrin leads her out into the middle of the room and then snaps his fingers. A dark figure steps out of the shadows...the figure of NoFace. He silently moves towards the 2 of you carrying a small uncomfortable wooden chair which he sets before you. After a moment Jeffrin speaks up. "Take a seat Renni." You can tell...this man hates you

Rennar watches what happens quietly, her gaze never wavering from it's calm composure, at least for now. She looks almost determined not to be frightened - though inside must surely be turmoil. She glances curiously to NoFace, then the chair. Carefully she turns and settles herself on it, unceremoniously. She works with what goes on, rather than fights it - danger lies in the other direction otherwise.

Jeffrin begins circling the chair as NoFace moves in. The dark figure reaches within his coat and produces a long razor sharp knife which he momentarily holds up to the candle light to cath the reflection. After a moment of thought the figure moves right up to you his eyes must be on your clothes though what he intends to do is anyone's guess. "Jeffrin speaks up as NoFace confronts you. "Allow me to let you in on a little revelation I've had recently during all the time off your father was so kind as to provide me with..."

Rennar's eyes follow the figure with the razor, worrying her lower lip again with her teeth. This is a habit more recently started of hers, particularly when she can't voice her opinions. At Jeffrin's words, her attention momentarily leaves NoFace to go to her uncle. At the mentioning of her father, she grows very still.

NoFace moves firward and begins to make very precise cuts into your garmets, tearing at them in places...slowlt removing them and putting them into a heap on the floor. It is clear that he intends to leave you only your undergarmets.

Jeffrin speaks up as he admires the henchman's handy work. "I've come to the conclusion that all you little Hunes...the ones he and Sati spawned... well... you're not really humans."

Rennar's eye go wide at NoFace's work. She doesn't move a muscle, much less breathe when that razor is nearby. If it's not one thing, it is another. Once it moves away from her body, at least a bit, she takes a breath, "Not human, uncle..." Again, confusion touches her voice as she asks her question, but only speaks a few words. Afterall, he already hates her, why give more amunition.

NoFace places the tattered clothes into a heap on the floor and proceeds to move around behind you at which point Jeffrin moves to stoop down in front of you. His smile is acidic and oh so utterly berating. "No you're not humans. You see I realized this when I was talking to a friend of mine who was having rat troubles." He pauses knowing this must be confusing. "Let me try to explain. You see as I began to compare the lot of you to rats I began to notice a striking number of similarities." *clip snip* you notice a lock of your hair fall away until it hits the floor

Rennar continues to try and remain as still as possible, even with Jeffrin moves closer to her, and down to her eye level. She lowers her eyes, murmuring in a soft and gentle voice, "Like rats, uncle...?" In a sense she urges him to continue with her question, though in a reluctant manner. She jumps a bit as her hair is clipped away, but does not scream. She tenses a bit, uncertainty wavering over her.

Jeffrin exclaims. "Yes like rats dear. Think about it When you compare traits between human and rats, you actually posses more rat traits then you do human traits. Let me give you an example." *Snip snip* Your hair begins falling away in ernest now as NoFace cuts it away. You see it in the mirror. He's going to make you balled.

Rennar closes her eyes a moment, an attempt to control her emotions once more. After a few brief moments, she opens her eyes once more, fixing them on her uncle. Her fingers gently pick a few hairs from her dress, moving slowly and with care since they are still injured from the event with the wine class. No bandages were placed over her hands, the wounds still somewhat fresh. Some glass still protrudes in her hands, pieces she could not pick out herself.

Jeffrin says "Rats are unwelcome little creatures...they move into a place taking over everything...infesting...festering in even the tinyest nooks and crannies. I hate them...You know what they do after that?"

You feel NoFace applying cream to your near balled head as he prepares to shave it now totally bald.

Slowly, Rennar shakes her head, humoring her uncle's little speech, "No sir.". Eyes grow wide at the feel of something on her head. Her eyes move upward, attempting to peek, but she doesn't move other than that, no titling of the head or anything. She's just too uncertain of things around her, and herself, to take that chance. Bit to mention, Jeffrin has that little weapon of his lying in wait somewhere, the dog.

Jeffrin replies in a most disgusted manner. "They multiply. One rat finds another rat and they have little baby rats...and then those rats go out and do the same damn thing until you got so many of the little disgusting things that the stench chokes people out for miles around...I hate them." You feel the icy edge of a razor on your scalp as NoFace very carefully...delicately shaves away the cream revealing your soft shiny bald head.

NoFace would be able to feel Rennar shaking beneath the razor, though visibly she tries to control it so it does not show very much to her uncle. "So, you are saying uncle, that I am a disgusting rat..?" Her question is voiced in a quiet manner, her eyes lowering to her damaged hands. "Were I born of your line, would you feel the same then?"

Jeffrin snaps. "You are not born of my line!" NoFace carefully finishes his work and cleans the remaining cream off of your head with a wet rag. This is just in time as Jeffrin steps foward, getting right in your face. "You are worse...then a rat." his body seems to tremble with sheer hatred of you as a hand goes to your bald head and begins to rub over it, feeling the skin. "The very sight of you...disgusts me. You know...I think it's the smell! I have been forced to stay here, in this place with you...and your damned father for so long, I feel I have become infected with your filth."

Rennar winces at her uncle's words, and touch, shrinking within herself. Stunned, almost, she does not know entirely how to react, she murmurs quietly, "Then why are you keeping me alive?" There is genuine confusion in her question, her voice a near whisper. This is something she's been trying to go over and over in her head, but could not come up with an answer for, "if you hate me so much...."

Jeffrin says "because my dear rat...I want you to suffer...I want you to suffer the same way you and your father have made me to suffer all of these years....and you are going to."

Almost... almost does she ask the 'how' question, but she keeps her mouth shut this time, merely accepting the words. Rennar nods quietly, lowering her eyes once more. The thumb and forefinger of one hand carefully fingers her cut auburn tresses. This time, her struggle for emotional control can be seen, though she still maintains it.

Jeffrin smiles and stands up...his little speech now given. He looks to NoFace. "I have things to attend to. See that her wound is cleaned up. I don't want her dying on me before I've had my fun with her. Then put her in her room and lock the door." To all of this NoFace simply nods and moves to get the rags that will now pass as Rennar's new clothes

Jeffrin opens the door and walks into the Hallway.