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 Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 8:55 pm
Arron nodded, following Talbot's gaze. "...How ab-about we w-wait outside for Atticus..?" he suggested standing.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 8:59 pm
"I'd feel a lot better if we did..." the slave responded. He placed the empty coffee cup on the counter, then walked outside to see if Atticus was on his way back from hunting. The thought that something bad might have happened to Atticus made Talbot's blood run cold, even if it was just him jumping to conclusions at the first sign of trouble.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 10:36 pm
Arron followed close behind. He yawned, & wondered where the lion went. The young man knew his friend was concerned, but he figured that if Atticus had survived as long as he had without his owner that he would be fine.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 10:51 pm
The slave froze in his tracks when he saw a round black object on the ground not far from the two of them. He rushed over and picked it up, and sure enough, it was a leather collar with a lock and a ring, just like the ones he'd worn before.
"She's... done something to Atticus..." was all Talbot was able to say as he stared down at the collar in his hand.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 10:59 pm
As soon as the words escaped his friend's mouth Arron had made his board appear. "We d-don't have much time th-then... C-Come on." he said hopping off the steps & onto the board.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 11:51 pm
"That will not be necessary..." a familiar feminine voice said. The air seemed to go cold as her words flew through it and into their ears like a serpent. Sure enough, the mistress stepped into view. She was wearing a dark purple dress that hugged her hips, and a black corset with silver boning that lifted her breasts and showed off her curvaceous body. On her feet were silver heeled black leather stilettos. There was no sign of injury on her anywhere, nor any sign that she'd been encased in crystal. The mistress placed a hand on her hip as she regarded the two of them.
"I haven't killed your lion, if you're wondering. That would get rid of one of my many bargaining chips, and I'm not in the mood for a long game today." she said as if answering Talbot's inner questions. Her tone of voice was monotone, and she seemed bored.As usual, the slave froze in his tracks and fell silent with fear.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 12:11 am
The mechanic hopped off the board. "If y-you're tired, then go. Leave Atticus out of-of this & just leave." stated Arron. There was anger rising in his voice.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 12:23 am
"I'll be simple about this. There are three ways this can go. One, I claim the life of your lion in exchange for your freedom. Lions may not live as long as people, but I feel as though you'd likely die from heartbreak." the mistress started."No...." Talbot uttered quietly, not even wanting to think about losing Atticus after they'd just been reunited."Two. You come along with me and do as I want, and both Arron and the lion go free, as if none of this ever happened. You'll face half a year in the dungeon of course, but that's a small price to pay for the lives of your friends." she said next, gazing at Arron for a moment, then looking at her slave once more."But...I...." the slave started, clenching his fists and biting his lip."And the final option, is that I get bored of your resistance and end your life here and now by draining all of your energy. Whatever I do to the others is up to me. The choice should be obvious." she folded her arms in front of her and waited for an answer.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 12:41 am
Arron looked at Talbot. He did not want to see his friend go back to the woman & was willing to fight her again for it. "...You're trespassing. Get off of my property before I call the Barton Guard." he said.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 12:48 am
"Is that so?" the mistress asked, feigning surprise as she looked at the ground beneath her as if to look for Arron's signature.
"My my, how rude of me. I'll take what belongs to me and leave immediately." she grinned and looked at her slave.
"Put on the collar, take off those clothes, and follow me. I already know what decision you've made."The slave said nothing as he put the new collar around his neck and clicked it into place. It was tighter than the ones before, he noticed, and he knew it had to have been intentional, but he felt he had no room to object. He then started to take off his clothes.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 1:01 am
The mechanic glanced at the slave & placed a heavy hand on his shoulder. The young man's hand felt almost wet. "Your property?" he said, "Where I'm from, once a person has been branded by one in their home, they are considered the homeowner's property. Whether they belong to someone else or not." Arron moved Talbot & removed his hand revealing a mark of Arron's initials. "He's not yours anymore." he stated, "He's mine." The mechanic was lying through his teeth, & seriously hoped that the woman would not pick up on it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 1:26 am
The woman's grin vanished when she saw what Arron was showing her, and she gave him a blank expression for a few moments before her grin came back even more devilish than before.
"So you've branded someone else's property, have you? And only on the surface?" she shook her head disapprovingly.
"I hadn't branded it myself because I didn't want any permanent damage on that soft girlish skin, but you've left me no choice. I'll need to burn my own name over that same spot."Talbot's eyes widened at the suggestion. It was true, his mistress had always avoided scarring him so as to not detract from his feminine appeal, but he'd never even considered she would brand him. She'd pierced his ears, and would often threaten other piercings, but never any major alterations."No, I'm not a fool. If I branded it, it would lose its value." she said with a short laugh.
"Toy, finish undressing quickly. Wouldn't want to anger Arron in his territory."
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 1:36 am
Arron's face darkened. "You don't take what is mine." he said lowly. His eyes flashed in anger, & his face had a slight crystal-like appearance to it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 1:48 am
"I don't, do I? Well, as much as I'd like to chat with your other personality, I think I'll take something that belongs to you." the mistress said, and she lifted her hand as she started draining Arron's energy at an incredibly fast rate."Ah! Please stop! I agreed to come with you and do as you say... so if you hurt him, you've broken our terms!" the slave said, trying to sound strong as he stood up to the person he feared the most. He was promptly replied to with a slap across the face that almost sent him to the ground had he not gotten his barrings back in time."Pets don't speak unless their masters tell them." her voice sounded threatening, unlike how she'd ever sounded in front of Arron before. In that moment, she appeared to be truly terrifying. Her features softened a moment later as she regarded Arron again, energy drain subsiding.
"Fine. I will not hurt him. Slave... knock him out." she ordered."....." Talbot put his hand to his cheek, then looked at Arron with a fearful gaze before frowning.
"Arron I... can't disobey her. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...." he took a step toward him, then drilled his fist straight at the mechanic's gut.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 1:53 am
He blinked, & nearly fainted from the sudden disappearance of his stamina. When he was hit in the stomach, Arron crumpled to the ground coughing. He was still awake, but barely. The blow from both Talbot & the mistress had made him too dizzy & disoriented to stand.
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