The system has kicked me out, this is how I wanted it:
I went through my script book, there is this Story, when two criminals, Andra and Cire, are marched to the crucifiction site after their trial and the whipping.
As the two arrive there at the scene with the crossbeams on their backs, the soldiers just got done crucifying a slave girl along with two of her male friends.
The guys hanging, almost naked besides a loincloth, with the arms tied behind the Crossbar. The girl has been forced, after she had been completely stripped by the soldiers, to climb up a little ladder that the executers had leaned to the upright of an already rosen and secured cross.
She has just gotten tied to the cross, facing the wood. The soldiers have also placed a plug as a seat, and a footrest on the back of the Stipes for her. Her legs are sort of wrapped around the Stipes and there is all kind of bitching and cursing going on, while the Titulus for that obviously stubborn slave girl is placed.
The soldiers are creating a maximum of Entertainment for the crowd at this point, by the way they are handling the condemned.
Even though the Slave Girl has been flogged, her body is still intact and so is her mind.
She is strongly abusing the Crucifiers and the crowd, that has gathered on this afternoon nearby the roman castle by the Border, to watch the victims struggle on their crosses.
Laughter and mumbling is filling the place, while her crucifiction is executed. You can read the Titulus now stating, that she is crucified for insurgent behaviour. The Slave guys are crucified just for being her friend.
The whole thing was triggered by their Slave owner, who would like to discipline the rest of his Slaves.
With the back to the crowd it is not easy for her watching the scene. Just when a spectator is walking around her cross, she can curse right into his face.
Meanwhile she tries to find comfort on the cross, sometimes pulling herself to the Stipes, having her breasts separated by the raw wood.
Sometimes standing up and pulling herself completely aside, off the Stipes.
When she is sitting on the plug, her arms are completely stretched, giving her trouble to breathe. From time to time she is throwing her head back, to get more air into her lungs. Then the seat plug is stressing punctual, rising again, searching for comfort.
She can also get a glance to her crucified Slave friends and when she is turning her head she is able to monitor the crucifiction of the two criminals, that is now taking place just a few yards away, behind her back.
The laughter, bitching and cursing making it almost impossible to believe, that the crucified are facing the ultimat death
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