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 Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 10:21 pm
Arron hesitated, afraid of what would be on the other side. He frowned, & mustered up his courage. The mechanic knocked on the door.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 10:33 pm
There was a thud, then footsteps toward the door, casting two shadows over the door that leaked through the cracks. Following that, there was a click, and then the door opened a crack, a familiar grin coming into view."Done already? I'd hoped you would've taken longer. You see I borrowed my slave back, as it wasn't in use when I found it wandering the second floor." the woman spoke, rather nonchalantly as if her slave were a common house-hold object. Her grin grew slightly, and a soft chuckle escaped her.
"Would you like it back?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 10:51 pm
Arron only nodded mutely, but there was anger in his features.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:11 pm
She pushed the door open all the way, walking through and past Arron.
"It's all yours then." with that, she walked down the hall and into a different door, presumably her bedroom.The door she left from was open, and compared to the rooms they'd been in prior, this one was practically empty. All that it contained was a chair in the centre, a small rug on the floor, and a chained and very bruised slave on the floor.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:17 pm
The Lythcol mechanic paled & hurried over to the slave, quickly using bolt cutters to try & get the chains off his body. "Oh my st-stars..." he whispered mainly to himself.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:25 pm
The chains and shackles came off and landed on the floor with a thunk and a clatter."Nng..." the slave winced, opening his eyes half way. He seemed to be having a hard time focusing, and an even harder time getting his body to move the way he wanted it to.
"Sorry..." he muttered "...I shouldn't have... disobeyed you..." he continued. It was obvious he had no idea who he was speaking to.
"I'm sorry...Mistress..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:43 pm
The young man was silent & gently placed a hand on the slave's shoulder. "...It's okay... I-I'm here..." he whispered, "It's Arron... not y-your mistress."
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:55 pm
"Arron...?" the slave uttered, squinting. Once he'd gotten a clear image of Arron, he smiled weakly.
"Did you... fix the light?" he questioned.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2014 11:59 pm
He nodded & gently helped the slave to his feet. "..Wh-Where do you normally sl-sleep?" he asked. Arron wanted to treat the young man's injuries.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:13 am
The slave cringed, aching all over. He held onto Arron tightly to his legs wouldn't give out on him.
"I sleep... at the foot of my Mistress's bed." he explained.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:21 am
He frowned. "...Any sp-spare bedrooms?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:25 am
"There's... three spare rooms... on this floor." he spat out before cringing again. With a shaky hand, he reached out and pointed to one of the spare rooms, just a little down the hall.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:30 am
With that, the man gently scooped up the slave & carried him to the closest spare bedroom. Once they were there, he placed him on the bed & started checking him over for anything serious. Arron did have basic knowledge of first aid & what to look for.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:42 am
Most of the bruises were basic bruises without any internal damage. The only one that seemed like a problem was that his ribs were bruised. It hurt to breathe, so the slave took shallow breaths to avoid further pain.
"Thank you..." he said softly before closing his eyes, "I... got the map for you. I folded it and... tucked it under my collar. So... please leave while you can."
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 12:50 am
Arron made a buttoned shirt appear with his technology & did his best to get it on the young man. "I-I'll go... but I-I'm taking you to-to a doctor." he said determined. The injury on the slave's side made him very nervous, but he grabbed the map from the man's collar & pocketed it.
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