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] Date Posted: 17:34:17 12/10/06 Sun In reply to: Dorjan 's message, ".. Lap Kitty .." on 17:23:00 12/10/06 Sun Keir slowed when he felt the pace begin to lag. If there was any light at all, then the cat part of Keir would have been able to absorb some of it and at least make out bague shapes. However, there was no light whatsoever, so Keir was left blinded. The boy nearly jumped out of his skin at the vampire's touch. He at least suppressed the squeak he would have made. A trainer, huh? Maybe for this sex thing? Keir didn't know. In fact, he was so scared that he didn't want to know. But, he was being forced to, so there wasn't a choice in the matter. "I understand, sir." His response came out in a whisper. A shiver went down the blond's spine. He had no idea what was going to happen behind these doors. Well, assuming there were doors. Hopefully, his new trainer would take into account that the living needed light in order to see and allow some. Keir was straining to hear something in the dark besides his own breathing now. When he spoke, his voice came out too loud. "Thank you, Master. I mean, for doing this. I'll try my best." It was the first time he'd acknoledged Dorjan as his Master. Let's celebrate. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Dorjan [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:45:27 12/10/06 Sun .. The absence of light didn't stop Dorjan - obviously - and didn't even seem to really be registered. The fear that the other was displaying, however, was something that was quickly becoming tangible. And fear wasn't good in the sense that it drew vampiric attention like dangling a piece of freshly cut beef leg in front of a ravenous dog with the blood dripping on his nose. Dorjan, at the very least, wasn't attempting to throw Keir to any pack of rabid dogs just yet. He removed his hand from the sand cat's head, letting it drop back beside him where it belonged. "And remember, fear does neither of you any good." Well, that was a rather large understatement on Keir's behalf. But Dorjan decided that he didn't need to scare him any further than he already was. Or maybe he was just being mean again. "You'll do your best. I know you will." With that vote of confidence, Dorjan gave Kier a small pat towards the door in front of his nose. He was going in alone. .. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |