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| Subject: Angels Don't Want To Die, Angels Don't Want To Die, Angels Don't Want To Die | |
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] Date Posted: 20:33:53 06/23/06 Fri In reply to: Dorjan, Nyxia 's message, ".. Angels Can't Sing When Strangled .." on 20:22:33 06/23/06 Fri Koen was shocked that he had even allowed himself to be so disrespectful in front of the Master, who had most definitely cause him more pain that he could remember. But, the young shifter was recovering well. The blood loss had made him dizzy throughout the day, but, still, he had the mind enough to speak calmly to the vampire, knowing that fear would induce some more wrath. The lynx shifter stood at attention when Kuro was introduced, as did Kyan. Well, breeding. That was another matter altogether. If this was between himself and Ky, then they would no longer share company. At least, not until one of them was picked to be the best. Males and their competition. What can you do? Kuro, sitting at the Master's heel, purred her content and rubbed her crown against the vamp's palm. At the introductions, Kuro inhaled briefly, as if to catch their scent a memorize it for further reference. Personally, she prefered neither of them. They weren't of her bloodline, but then again, what choice did she have? Kuro would never speak her opinions unless the Master asked of her directly. Koen was the one who answered the Master vamp's request. Smooth, calm, collected, even after being drained earlier in the day. He gave a small bow, then spoke. "Yes, Master. Both your office and bedroom have been cleaned. The files from the expenses is on your desk in a folder. Your closet has been organized, and the purchases are waiting for your inspection." Smooth, boy. Very smooth. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:43:02 06/23/06 Fri Seemingly satisfied with Koen's explanation and the fast way in which the male had adjusted to Dorjan's orders, he let his eyes drift to the top bunk where Nyxia was. "I see you've finally arrived, my lady. Why is it taht you insist on taking residence here?" He addressed her with an even quieter tone than he had used with Kuro. Nyx looked down at Dorjan, another one of her false smiles in place. "I like Kyan - he's rather adorable." And then she giggled. The vampire shook his head slightly. "Do what you will until I require your services. You're free to roam around here, or into town a you please. Just be at hand when I need you." Nyx gave a polite bow of her head before laying back down in the top bunk. It was then that the vampire turned his attention back to Koen and Kyan. He stopped petting Kuro and crossed the room quickly, backhanding first one and then the other shifter if they didn't dodge. He then turned to try and grab up Kyan's shirt front, hauling the feline off his feet if unhindered. "If you ever think to be so stupid as to ask for freedom again, I'll kick you out and make sure Nyx doesn't pick you back up again. Clear?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Kyan, Koen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:52:17 06/23/06 Fri Koen jerked in response to the hit. He knew never to dodge a blow. Heck, flinching was the same as dodging. The sting of the hit made him grind his teeth a little, but otherwise, his only motion was to snap of his head, and that was involuntary. Kyan's reaction was much the same, but the Master grabbing his collar was unexpected. His feet dangled off the ground. Scary. Freedom?, thought Ky. Heck, I'll eliminate it from my vocabulary. Ky's eyes were averted, looking at the Master's forearm, the only place left to look besides the vampire's eyes. "Yes, Master. Perfectly clear." His tone was a bit weak, but still unwavering. Ahh, Ky was learning. Good for him. All the while, Kuro sat and watched with indifference. Punishment was a common thing in her last household. Gordon, for all his welcoming gestures, was quite the slave breaker. He was, after all, one of the best dealers around. And only the best breaker could sell the best slaves. Was Kuro the best? Of course she was. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:59:07 06/23/06 Fri
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