(Had planned on posting the logs for each of the events, but am having trouble finding them at the moment.  So here is a written summary instead)

It was the night of Feb. 12 when life would take a drastic turn for Joy.

The day had started as any other since she'd return to Hathian.  Cleaning her rental and putting the last of the packing boxes out for pickup and trudging about the city getting reacquainted with everything once again.  She hadn't been back here since the few months she'd spent as a social worker for work experience before continuing her plans to attend med school.

It was getting late so she stood on the corner near the beat up gas station trying to figure out if she just wanted to satisfy her sweet tooth or head further down to the Pie Hole for a couple slices of pizza.

Just as she'd decided on the pizza, a couple approached behind her.  A man and a woman.  The woman was pregnant and the man (who spoke Japanese) asked if she knew where they could get some ice cream.  The couple had been shopping around for supplies to spruce up their baby room and the woman,  though tired, had gotten hit with a sudden urge for ice cream.

Letting her guard down, Joy gave recommendations for the store on the next street over, or the diner down from the police station.  Pretending to be a bit lost, the couple asked if Joy could show them the way to the store she was talking about.  The pregnant woman linked arms with Joy as if the two of them were the best of friends.  Happy to have made a friend so fast, Joy continued to chat with the woman unaware of the man who was walking behind them looking to make sure no witnesses were on the street.

And once he saw that the coast was he clear, he got the hypodermic needle from his pocket, flicking off the cap.  Swiftly, he moved right up behind Joy and proceeded to give the shot right to her ass with the paralytic drug.  It took a few minutes to work, but surprise gave the couple enough time to keep her from making any noise and drag her to their waiting vehicle.

Threats were made to continue her cooperation and soon she was thrown into the back and taken to an unknown location.   Passed out, she was dumped into a cage in a shack of sorts and left until the next day.

It was late in the afternoon when the couple appeared, holding a back of food and looking pleased with themselves.  Joy didn't have much to go on, but she decided playing a safe, placating approach might be enough to either save her life or get their guard down just enough for her to attempt an escape.

After her meal, she was placed in an even smaller cage that forced her to lie down.  Threats were made assuring her that if she didn't cooperate, horrible things would happen...like being made into jerky and steaks for their cannibalistic friend, Ginger.

Any questions as to why she was laying in such a small cage were soon answered as Xander brought out a huge ass black mamba.  Rox murmured and cuddled with it like it was a fluffy puppy and let it down into the cage, "assuring" Joy that it was domesticated and would pose no threat.

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As long as she didn't move, of course.

 

That night all the way into the afternoon was intense and pure torture.  Not only could she not move, not sleep...but she had to pee so badly.  Somehow surviving the night and day...every muscle in Joy's body ached.  She was grumpy, sleep deprived, and just pissed off.  Unable to hold her tongue any longer, she lashed out as Xander approached her with a syringe.  Jabbing it hard into her hip, the pain made Joy lose control of her bladder and caused her to pee all over herself and the mattress of the cage she'd been lying on.

Although paralyzed from the drug from the neck down, she was still able to talk.  As they loaded her into the truck to transport elsewhere, Joy made an attempt to connect with Rox.  She asked about the scars, which enraged Rox as it was a very touchy subject.  Despite trying her best attempts to friend her abductor...Rox's anger was too deep seated and large and she ended up beating the ever loving shit out of Joy.

By the time she was done, Joy's nose and cheekbone were nearly broken, she had two black eyes, a cut across her nose, a busted lip. various other bruises on her body, severely bruised ribs and a slight fracture in her knee.

In and out of consciousness, she was transported across town and dumped into Noir Grim's Lucien Lazarus' hands...for better or for worse.