It's hard to fight when the fight aint fair.

"True," Regan said playing with the apple. "But you know what I want you to do. And you're not agreeing with it so." She shrugged.

"That's because I have a higher self-value than to beg for something from someone as despicable as you are," Lyssa replied.

"Well then you're going to go hungry," Regan said. "I don't really care." Though a thought crossed her mind, as the girl needed water, or she wouldn't last that much longer. She conjured a bowl next to the girl filling it with water. "Water if you want it." She said smirking.

Lyssa looked at the bowl with a frown. "If you think I'm going to drink out of a bowl like a dog then you are mistaken and more insane than I thought you already were."

Regan raised an eyebrow at her. "You havn't drunk in what, three days now? You're probably thirsty and that is the only way you are going to get water, so." She shrugged lightly, smiling.

Lyssa shrugged. "I guess I'll just die from dehydration then," she said, "because I'm not drinking out of that thing."

Regan who could no be bothered doing anything else cruicoed the girl, watching absentmindedly as she squirmed because of the pain. Cruico was not a pleasant spell, but again that was why she liked it.

Lyssa barely reacted. She was too hungry and thirsty to really notice it, her mind preoccupied with other things.

She swished her wand causing a slight gash to appear on the girl's lower torso. It didn't look pleasant, expecially when blood started to run out of it. "At this rate you'll die of a lack of blood before lack of food and water. That sounds pleasant, doesn't it?"

Lyssa gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes at Regan. "It sounds just lovely," she said, sarcasm completely apparent, but at the same time completely hidden in her tone. She looked down at the cut with a frown. She was feeling dizzy already and the blood loss wouldn't help that any. It would actually just serve to make it worse.

Regan smirked, though inwardly frowning. The girl needed to eat otherwise she would die. And while Regan had no qualms about her dying she doubted the dark lord would like. She smirked again flicking her wand. "Imperio". Drink, She told the girl wondering if she resist imperio or not.

Lyssa tried to fight what the spell told her to do. There was no way in hell she was going to listen if she had any choice in the matter. But, she found herself moving toward the water anyway.

Regan smirked and once the majority of the water was gone she ended the spell. "See, that wasn't that hard now was it?"

Lyssa glared at Regan. "What was the point of that?" she asked, shifting back to the position she was in previously, wincing as the action hurt the cut she had. She wasn't showing it, but even though she wasn't in control Lyssa was dreadfully embarrassed by the action she had been made to do.

"So you don't die?" Regan asked cocking her head to the side. "Now, are we going to have to go through that again, or are you going to try and get this apple without my interferance?" She smirked.

Lyssa looked at Regan with a blank expression. "And just what do you think?" she asked. "Because I'm sure as hell not begging or pleading or sucking up. And since that's what I would have to do to get it, well," she shrugged.

"Well you are," Regan said. "You just won't be doing it willingly."

Lyssa looked at her. "Please don't," she said. "You've already humiliated me once today. Don't do it a second time. I'm not going to die if you don't."

Regan smirked. "But I'm not one to take chances." She swished her wand. "Imperio"

Lyssa was once again pushed out of control, but this time she fought back harder than she had previously. Once was enough, two was really pushing it.

Regan watched for a moment as the girl tried to fight it before issueing out the order. Beg She said. Beg for the food.

I don't want to, Lyssa thought in response to the voice she heard, although the thought was rather weak. She really wanted the food. It was taking all she had not to just give in to the spell and beg.

Come on, beg for it. Regan said. Your hungry, I'm sure the apple tastes nice enough. Beg.

Lyssa managed to fight the spell for a short moment longer, before she couldn't any longer. She just didn't have enough energy to keep it up. With resigned defeat she gave in and did as the spell was going to make her.

(which is not getting written, because...well I don't know how...)

Regan smirked, throwing the apple in the direction of the girl. It rolled to a stop in front of her.