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Subject: tell me if I butt in

Author:
Shale

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Date Posted: 19:22:27 01/27/07 Sat
In reply to: Seth 's message, ".Continuation." on 13:00:28 01/25/07 Thu

slinking into the slave quarters Shale glances at the stranger cleaning the walls. amusement glimmering within pools of mismatched emerald and saphire. a smirk slowly raising to his lips at the thought of someone actually working. silent foot steps bring him closer still the hunter having become very good at hidding his bulk and brilliant coloration. only the flickering shadow of his twitching whip cord evidence of his arrival.

* you do your masters bidding? *

a purr within the youths tone no master but the cruelest even worth his attention and obediance. never had he touched hand to scrubbing either.. the chore surely reserved for females and the like. a shake of his mightly crania showing the disgust he felt for the very notion.

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Seth
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Date Posted: 02:44:11 01/29/07 Mon

Seth didn't look back. He didn't really need to, actually. He was more at home with the cleaning being his center of focus, though he could spare just a bit for the other. After all, it certainly didn't sound like he was the man in charge.

So, it was amoment before he spoke, as he was concentrating particularly hard on one little spot on the wall. As he dunked the brush into the water and re-lathered it, he spoke.

"Yep. 's what I do." The voice came with a bit of a drawl... like a Texan who'd spent a month too long in England. Very easy on the ears, and easy to understand. Just... odd.

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