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Chapter 3 by Cantalope Cantalope

What does the smoke do?

Her memory becomes fuzzy...

The wild man sits back, watching intently and obviously taking care not to breath the smoke. Lara's pleading gaze and continued attempts at reasoning bring no response.

As the seconds ticked by Lara noticed a peculiar...fuzziness. It started in her extremities, moving up her arms and sinking into her skin. It almost felt like an out of body experience, like her spirit was being peeled off of her body. Not that she believed in such things.

The feeling spread into her torso, over her head, and she noticed in a detached way that her fingers had gone numb. She'd gotten used to the smoke by now, it's very relaxing and her lungs don't burn like when she was with Sam. She still felt the discomfort of her situation but it seemed far off now.

The man rocked on his heels impatiently. He'd learned this trick from watching the Solarii use it to brainwash new recruits and he'd been dying to use it himself, he just hadn't had a subject. He had been overjoyed to find a female on the beach. There were none on the island, the Solarii had made sure of that, and he was beyond horny. It seemed like divine providence when this fine piece of ass was just lying on the beach outside his cave and soon she'd be ready and willing. The smoke blocked long term memory and made it's victims more complacent and gullible, all he had to do was talk her mind in circles while giving her a new memory.

"Feeling better?" She had almost forgotten the man was there until he spoke.
"Hm? Oh, yes. Better." Her voice was dreamlike and airy, not at all like her normal tone.

The man leered at her "Who are you? Don't think I understood before."

"My name is Lara Croft, I'm..." she paused. "A student of...archeology."

"Why are you here again? You didn't do a very good job of explaining before."

Lara mentally kicked herself for failing to explain properly. "Um... I'm here... to...." She frowned. She knew there was something important she needed to do.

"...To see me?" The man proposed.

"Mm...I don't think so..."

"There's nothing else here so what else could you be here for?" The man's logic made sense to Lara, there was nothing else here, but still...

"I...needed to do something important..."

The man folded his arms, "I am VERY important! How dare you say I'm not!"

Lara felt terrible, "Wait no! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you-"

"SIR." He inserted forcefully.

"S-sir. I meant no disrespect."

The scavenger pretended to consider her haughtily, though he was having a hard time controlling his grin. After a moment he sighs heavily, "I forgive you. But only this once! You must know your place from now on. So you came here to see me, but who are you?"

"I'm...L-"

"Lucky to be here? Yes you are. You are very lucky to be with such a great man as myself. The world out there is a scary, scary place! You are a woman and every woman needs someone to protect her. You are very lucky that you found me, the best protector, to keep you safe." She glanced fearfully at the exit, there were scary things out there that she needed to be protected from "I am such a great man that I will even help you down." She looked back happily to the great man before her, her protector. Removing the pot and gently lowering Lara to the ground, the man had a hard time containing his excitement.

"Thank you...Sir."

Does Lara's predicament worsen?

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