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 Master x Slave Crimson & Crystal

Discussion in 'Open Roleplays' started by TheBurd, Feb 17, 2018.

  1. TheBurd

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    The ever-present frigid draft that seemed to encompass the castle made her fingers numb, but she couldn't give up now. Biting her lip in concentration, Brenwyn focused on the task before her: picking the rusted lock that stood between her and freedom.

    The vampire court that inhabited this ancient, crumbling castle hidden deep within the mountains was one of the most powerful in the world. Hunters of all stripes, ranging from freelance mercenaries to royal guardsmen, had tried to eradicate them over the years, and every one of them had failed. Eventually, none were willing to risk crossing the monsters that dwelled there, and they were able to rule their corner of the northern wilderness with an iron fist. Mortals from neighboring towns and villages, whether obtained through tribute or outright kidnapping, were often used as slaves, bloodbags, entertainment, or anything else their masters might devise. It was often a short, miserable existence, and to cross them in the slightest way was to risk severe punishment. Attempting escape, then, seemed out of the question, for surely no servant would be willing to paint such a massive target on their back.

    However, clustering behind Wyn were a handful of other captives, looking on nervously as she fiddled with the lock bolted to the heavy wooden door of the dungeon. When not called upon by their masters, they were kept in the maze of cells deep in the belly of the castle, growing as pale as the creatures they served. The girl had been here for months now, and death was beginning to seem like a preferable option to the hell she had endured here thus far. The silent desperation in her eyes as she picked at the lock was echoed by the faded punctures scoring her neck, much like those the others beside her bore. "Come on..." she growled quietly, feeding a bent piece of metal through the keyhole. She was so close. Just one more twist, and they'd be able to slip out of the dungeon. From there, it was only a simple matter of finding some way out of the castle, and then surviving a trek through the mountain passes back into the lowlands.

    ...Perhaps it wasn't the most well-thought-out escape ever devised, but she could't bear another day stuck in these dark halls.

    A dull clank came from within the lock, and Wyn suppressed a giddy grin as the door swung open, rusted hinges creaking with the movement. She took a hesitant, creeping step out, only to freeze at the sound of polished boots echoing down the stairs. Swearing silently, she recoiled, gesturing frantically to the others. "Back in," she hissed, following them back into the depths of the dungeon. They slipped into their cells, closing the barred doors behind them and retreating to huddle in the corners. Within her own cell, Wyn shoved her lockpick deep into a pile of musty hay, her tirade of unspoken curses continuing within her mind. They had been so close.

    Settling down atop the same pile of hay to feign sleep, she snuck another glance towards the door, only to realize with a cold jolt of fear that she had left the door of the prison quarters open. She didn't dare leave her cell to shut it, lest the being coming down the stairs caught her in the act--all she could hope was that they didn't notice, or, if they did, that they would assume a careless vampire had left the door ajar.
     
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  2. Vega Fenix

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    Lucius looked at the grand castle. It had been ages since his last visit and it would feel strange to walk the halls once more. Lucius was high vampire Lord in the north but had drag himself back the last years to focus on something else then power hungry vamplings that thought they would have a change against the Lords or Ladies. It was like throwing stones against a mountain. Nothing would be happening.
    Lucius walk up to the doors. A footman held the door open for him, another took his bag and he could see a maid run ahead to inform about his arrival. Lucius was soon greeted by the King himself and then was lead to small sitting area where they would be able to chat without too many ears around. Apparently was his invention here only for amusing. Lucius once was one of the most respected human trainer in their world until he thought that was no longer fun. The Lord had taught enough students his methods so he let them keep going with the humans. To have a loyal, calm human to follow you everywhere was the perfect pet in their vampric would. It was almost shameful to have a human fight against you in a room with your friends and equals. If the human would embarrassing you or any of the guest so could the said person order the owner to end the human. It was harsh for the short lived pets to be around them. But a good pet would be taken care of, spoiled even. After all, most vampires loved to show off their pets.

    It had been plenty of years since Lucius had taken care of a human. He only had a butler and a maid back home. Two young vampires that he helped out when they was new turned. The King and himself had a small chat about this and that. He thought of a time to excuse himself when the King suddenly got up from his chair.
    "We have gather some beautiful humans lately and I would just love to give you one." It was a nice offer. Not something Lucius really wanted but it would be rude and wrong to decline when the King was willing to give you something. "It's sad to see you without a human since we all know what a great trainer you once more."
    "I have not had the time to look for any of my liking, Sire." Lucius excused himself and that made the King laugh.
    "Well, come on. Let's take a look if you find someone of your liking." He walked out of the office and Lucius followed along.

    The King, Lucius and a guard walked downstairs. Down, down, down. The vampires did not need any lights to see well in the dark. What Lucius first notice was the smell of the humans. There was all kind of blood types down here. The air was chilly and as he expected was they not kept in a very good place. Cells like a rotten criminal. A guard let them inside the corridor where most of the humans was kept. The King shown him to go around, pick someone out while he discussed with the guard. Apparently was the door not closed like it should. A small mistake might seem.
    Lucius walked down the hall. He saw many humans cowered away, some begged to be taken upstairs, feed or even killed. But the King was clearly proud of his humans and Lucius thought they was not that special. Their skin was dirty and the smell around them was not very good. He could only hope that they was allowed to clean before they would do whatever duty they had around here.
     
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  3. TheBurd

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    At first, the dark-haired girl didn't so much as stir, even as fearful murmurs and cries ran through the others. With her back to the bars of her cell, curled up on her side within the hay that served as their bedding, she appeared dead to the world, when in fact she was listening intently. She counted the sets of boots she could hear against the flagstones--two, no, maybe three--and followed them as they moved about the room. She flinched inadvertently as she heard the voice of the resident vampiric patriarch discussing something with another, and strained to pick out his words, only to cringe as she heard the ajar door being mentioned. Mercifully, he seemed to only think it was negligence on the staff's part, rather than a failed escape attempt. Reasonably certain that they were not all about to be put to death, she turned her attention to the third pair of footsteps as they made their languid way down the rows of cells. She knew most of the fang-faces here by voice, though this one had yet to speak, and she dared not draw attention to herself by looking. Nor was she sure what their intention here was--most likely, it was one of the court looking for a meal, in which case she was especially determined to stay unnoticed. The sensation of fangs sliding into her neck had become a sickeningly-familiar one.
     
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    Lucius walked back and forth a few times before he decided for a middle age man in the middle and a quiet girl with black hair. She had not even reacted when they came close. It could be an act or maybe she did simply not care anymore.
    He didn't feel like dealing with a lot of cries this evening so this would have to do. But then again he could always get them back down here again. The middle age man came with him right away and when they left did he inform the guard to send the girl up when he called for her.
    The man was only for a snack. He didn't drain the man but he would be weak for the next comming days. Lucius room was on the third floor with a view over the grand hills and vally. Lucius enjoy the view he got this time. It was calm and peaceful. He had cleaned up a bit after the trip and was now sitting in the sofa, waiting for the girl to arrive.
    A soft, careful knock was later to be heard. He called out whoever it was to enter.
     
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    She didn't dare move a muscle as she heard the boots stop by her cell, though a keen ear might have heard the breath hitch in her throat. Without raising her head, Wyn cast a furtive look to the lump in the hay nearby, where she had stashed the tiny slivers of metal she had just been using to pick the dungeon lock, assuring herself that they were well-hidden. After what felt like an eternity, the boots moved off again, and she heard the creak of rusted metal as the guard opened the door of another cell. A sharp voice ordered one of the slaves out, and she felt her chest twinge in sympathy at the man's fearful reply. Serving as a meal did not generally result in death, but it was never a pleasant experience. The man knew better than to resist, however, and she heard him follow the newcomer meekly out of the dungeon, accompanied by the king.

    There wasn't any point to getting up, so she remained where she was for a time, nearly falling asleep for real until she heard the door swing open again and the man returned to his cell. The sound of boots approaching her cell was all the warning she got before the guard whacked the butt of his halberd against the bars of her cell with a resounding CLANG. The sound nearly caused her to jump a foot in the air, and she sat up groggily, rubbing her wringing ears and glaring at the apathetic guard. "What?"
    "Don't take that tone again, brat," he growled in reply, moving to unlock her cage. "Out. Now."
    She knew if she stayed put, he'd merely reach in and toss her out by the scruff, so she grudgingly rose to her feet and stretched before stepping out, casting a way look to the vampiric guard. "Seems Master Lucius has picked you out," he said with a smirk as he gave her a shove towards the door. "Lucky you."
    Lucius? She didn't know any vampire by that name, and wondered if it was the stranger who had been in the dungeons today. What he could want with her in particular, however, was anybody's guess. "And why, pray tell, am I so 'lucky'?" she asked as they ascended the stairs.
    She heard the guard scoff behind her. "I'm surprised you've never met him, given what a stubborn little thing you've been in the past. He's the best trainer the court has ever had." A prickle of fear ran down her spine at that. "Maybe he could finally teach you some manners."
    "We'll see about that," she growled quietly as the guard escorted her through the palace, up to the third floor. As they reached a set of suites she had never been in before, the guard prodded her forward with the tip of his spear. "Go on, get in there." He smirked, lips drawing up to expose the twin crescents of his fangs. "And good luck."

    Unnerved, but determined not to let him see it, Wyn squared her shoulders and knocked on the door, waiting for the call to enter. She stepped inside, leaving the guard to return to his post and her alone with the stranger. She paused to size him up, a guarded look masking the unease brewing in her guts. As pale as the rest of his kind, with long hair, he was reclining on one of the ornate chaise sofas. In stark contrast to her, he looked perfectly at ease--even slightly bored.

    "You asked for me?" she said quietly, sounding somewhat expectant. She couldn't begin to guess what this newcomer wanted with her in particular, though she'd be damned before she let him intimidate her.
     
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    Lucius turned his head up and saw it was the human girl he had picked out.
    "Yes, come closer." He told her and waved with his hand for her to come closer. The Lord rose up from the sofa and went to take a closer look at her. They didn't even wash the girl off before they send her upstairs. Did they really thought he wanted such dirt in here? What if he wanted a bite? Who knew where she had been earlier? "Tsk, tsk..." Lucius looked her over, walked around her. He bend down to take a closer look at her face. There could be a cute little thing under all that filth.
    "This won't do at all." He shook his head and showed her to follow. Lucius open the bathroom door. "Clean yourself up, girl." Lucius told her. He would't be able to think about anything else except that awful smell she had.
    "Then will we have a little chat," He smirked at her. The next hour would be interesting to see. He was wondering what kind of training she had... Would she be good girl or would this be a piece of old fun. Lucius threw in a shirt of his own for her to wear when she was done. Then did he went back to the sofa and took a seat once more.
     
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  7. TheBurd

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    She moved closer at his bidding, though there was a tension in her scrawny frame that suggested she was fighting back the urge to bolt as he rose languidly from his sofa and approached. Her hands wrung the hem of her tunic as he paced around her, studying every inch with a cold, analytical eye. Whatever he saw was apparently somewhat disappointing. Normally, the court hardly scrutinized their meals in such a fashion, blood was blood, but if he was a newcomer here then she supposed he'd want to know what he was eating.

    Rather than bite, however, he only pulled away with a unsatisfied quip and ordered her to...bathe? Wyn was momentarily caught off-guard, puzzlement followed by just a tad bit of indignacy. It wasn't as if the dungeon came with a washroom, and when they weren't feeding their captors, they were often set to more menial tasks, keeping the ancient castle in working order. Perhaps he was just a picky eater, although, his mention of a "chat" made her less sure that he was merely seeking a meal. She didn't bother to protest, however, instead stepping into the bathroom as he ordered.

    Truth be told, while she had cleaned many of these rooms before, she had never gotten to enjoy the luxuries they labored to maintain. A basin of water sat atop a stone table, heated by a small brazier to a comfortable temperature. She pulled off her ragged slave clothing and went to work with a sponge and soap, scrubbing off the grime of the dungeon with enough vigor to flush her skin pink. She worked the stinging soap into her hair, trying her best to remove some of the tangles, before rinsing off the suds and toweling dry.

    She did have to admit, being totally clean was a rare pleasure. An oversized silk shirt in a gentleman's cut had been left for her, and she slipped it on after some hesitation. True, putting on her dirty former garb would have defeated the purpose of bathing, but still. Some pants would have been nice.

    After tugging the loose shirt down over her thighs, she stepped out of the bathroom, looking around for the stranger and finding him sitting in the same place. "All right," she said, a faint tone of challenge masking her growing unease, "what are we going to chat about?"
     
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    Soon he heard the water flowing in the bathroom. Lucius smiled. He like things clean. There was no way he would let a cat of his walk around dirty, so why would he let his human do that. She was after all in his care from now on.
    Lucius rested his head against his hand while he read some news on his phone. He didn't look up until he heard the girl talk. She spoke so low that a human wouldn't be able to hear her. It was clear she was nervous and he could understand that. Lucius gave her a smile. Her skin was pale in lack of sunshine and she was bit too thin. He was sure that she would look like a new girl in his care. Now when she was clean did she look much better. Smelled fresh and sweet. Much better! She would need a haircut too but that could wait until they was back home at his place.
    "Take a seat." He pointed on the sofa on the opposite side of him. Lucius waited for her to do so. The sofa was closets to the fireplace where the fire burn steady. He knew humans loved warmth and the cells was rather horrible.
    "I am sure you are feeling a bit confused at the moment. Why have he not bite me? Will I die tonight..?" He chuckle. "The answer is no. I picked you out to be my pet." He leaned back in the sofa, wondering how she would react. "Do you know what that means?"
     
  9. TheBurd

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    At his coaxing, she moved to sit on the opposite lounge, though her wary look remained. Her first assumption was that she was about to be punished for something, that the bath had just been a distraction or an attempt to lower her guard before the other shoe dropped. If that was the case, she knew better than to try to fight or run, but disciplinary measures were often lost on one as stubborn as her. They never dissuaded her from misbehaving, they only ensured that she became even more furtive and crafty in her ways to avoid being caught the next time. At his revelation, however, the mask of hostility briefly slipped, leaving her looking truly surprised for a moment. Pet. As if she was a pup to be plucked from a kennel. To be a slave to monsters was bad enough, but here he was trying to strip away the last few remnants of humanity she had left. "It means," she replied, regaining some of the venom she had possessed before, "that you're rather bad at making choices."

    Though the stranger may not have known it, she had acquired a bit of a reputation within the castle as one of the more-unruly slaves since being brought there as tribute from an isolated farming village three years ago. She had learned how to toe the line, showing just enough deference to avoid being outright killed, but making it obvious that she had no intention of being the obedient, biddable cattle they expected their human servants to be.

    Then again, perhaps he was well aware of the fact--maybe that was even why he had singled her out.
     
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    Her comment made him chuckle. One of the guards had somewhat warned him for her. A feisty little being apparently. Just when they thought she was in line with the other humans did she break out once more. She was one of those who had learned how to play good. He smiled for himself. Those humans was always interesting to break in. Their ideas was so fun to see. How they thought nothing would ever change them.
    Lucius didn't mind that she had a spirit. He actually prefer his humans like that. Of course there would be rules for her and ways for her to behave, but small steps. First she needed to accept that this was going to happen. That would be one of the harder things to do. It would be fun to see what she would do for the next few days. So Lucius calm his smile down and looked at her with a serious expression.
    "This is happening, little one." He looked at her. "You might not like it now, but you will see that a life with me isn't the end of the world. After all from now on, you only have to watch out for me. No one else except me allowed to even bend a hair on that pretty head of yours. Now tell me, little one. Does you have a name?"
     
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    As much as she had come to loathe the court here, she had at least become familiar with them, if not by name then by face. She knew their individual moods, what set them off, whose attention to avoid at all costs. But this man...this man was a stranger. He was an unknown variable, a threat whom she had yet to fully understand. She had no idea of his temperament, of whether or not this polite air was just a facade for a much crueler personality. The guard had called him a "trainer" as well, which raised further red flags in her mind. Train how? Through coercion, or cruelty?

    Though clearly troubled by these thoughts, she didn't voice them aloud, instead she would only continue to regard him with that same wariness. "Brenwyn," she said quietly in response to his question, "or just 'Wyn'." She was almost surprised he had asked. It was far more common for the vampires to refer to her by other names such as "You", "Girl", or "Brat", than her proper name, or even the nickname she was known by among her fellow slaves. "I'm assuming you have a name as well?" It was a rather forward thing to ask, possibly something not her place to demand, though when had she ever been a model servant? "And just what, if you don't mind me asking, does being your 'pet' entail?"
     
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    Brewyn? It was a rather unusual name, but he liked the sound of it and he saw no reason to change it. Beside changing names would only take so much longer time when it comes to training. He expected that the girl was not used to hear her own name from his kind and it would, hopeful help him out now in the beginning. Lucius hoped he had picked the right human among the group. She was forward without thinking at the moment but he was sure she held much potential once that was away. Humans was curious by nature. It was common for them to ask a lot of questions. Specially now in the beginning.
    "My name is Lucius Black. It is good for you to know if someone would ask for me. However, for your own safety among my kind shall you only speak when spoken too and you shall only call me master or sir. Whatever works best for you. I am sure you already know those rules as they are common among all humans, am I right?"
    Lucius moved a bit and rested an arm on the edge of the sofa.
    "You are my new companion. Your job is to follow me around, help out if I need you too, doing some light entertainment and take care of some chores that I will give you. Your job will mostly be to keep me company here and there. Hopeful will this be successful and go with out too much trouble from your side. Be a good girl and you will have very good life. Being my pet means that you only belong to me. My job is to make sure that you are well behaved, healthy and protected. It will be so much better than to be a slave for the whole castle, Brewyn."
    Lucius smiles and rose up. He went up to an almost invisible rope near his bed curtains and pulled in it. A servant would then come by later and from him did he order something to eat and some good wine to drink.
     
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    She nodded, the edge of her lips quirking up in a humorless grin. It was unheard-of for a mortal to refer to a vampire by a first-name basis, and it seemed that this new relationship would be no different, not that she had expected it to be. Her initial reaction to being told that she would essentially be this creature's maid was met with some indignation, though at the same time, he was right--attending to one vampire was sure to be much less demanding than trying to serve an entire castle--at least, she hoped so.

    Far more important than that, though, was the opportunity this change in her life might present. Assuming this meant she was leaving the dungeon for good, she'd have a much greater degree of mobility about the castle. She'd still have to keep an eye out for the guards' patrol routes, but she now had a possible alibi if they caught her out and about.

    If she played her cards right, this could be her ticket to escape.

    For a moment, the wariness was replaced by a hooded gaze, something sly and calculating dancing behind her hazel eyes before it was dispelled again with a quiet sigh of resignation. "Just as well, it isn't as if I have a choice in the matter," she observed as he rose to his feet, walking to the opposite end of the room to tug on a cord near his bed. "So, when do I begin?" She knew better than to try and make a break for it at the first opportunity presented. She needed to win this monster's trust and play the part of a dutiful servant for now, until the time was right to leave this place behind her for good.
     
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    "We will start tomorrow morning as there is nothing for you to do this evening except getting used to this room." He smiled at the girl. "So Brewyn, tell me... What would you say is your skills?"
    After a little while was there another knock on the door. Lucius called them in and a servant came with a tray. The servant put it on the sofa table and went out as quickly he had enter. Lucius moved closer to the edge of the sofa and pour himself a glass of wine. He then pushed the plate closer to the human.
    "For you." He told the girl.
     
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    From his words, she guessed she'd be spending most of her time within his quarters from here on, which was both a blessing and a curse. She wasn't sad to left the frigid, filthy dungeon behind her, although the relocation brought its own complications with it. By her guess, they were about three stories up, and while she hadn't gotten much chance to scope out the architecture outside his windows, she doubted it would be an easily climb down if she hoped to escape that way. In some ways, she was more isolated up here than she had ever been down there. At his question, she pondered for a moment. "Well, cleaning, of course, considering that's most of what they use us for here when they aren't sucking us dry. Beyond that, I suppose I can handle whatever sort of tasks you give me, I'm a fairly quick learner." Additionally, despite hailing from a remote farming village, she could in fact read and write, something else that set her apart from many of the others in addition to her cantankerous nature. It wasn't bad for a peasant.

    Shortly afterwards, a servant arrived with a tray carrying a bottle of wine and a plate of food--a simple fare of meat and cooked vegetables, though still better than the gruel the slaves usually ate. She was caught by surprise when he offered it to her, and for a moment, that look of wariness reasserted itself, as if she expected him to be pulling some sort of cruel trick. She was hungry though, and pragmatism eventually won out over suspicion. With some hesitation, she picked up the fork and took a bite. "Not bad..." she admitted, tucking in with greater gusto now that she had assured herself the vampire wasn't trying to poison her.
     
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    "Good, good." Lucius was glad that she was eating. Some humans tried to kill themselves rather quick after getting into a vampire's care. As for her knowledge. Cleaning was always useful and good that she was a quick learner. He hope it would true.
    Lucius took another sip of his wine. "So I am planing to stay here for five more days. Which will give me plenty of time to see if you are good enough. If you are good so will I take you with me." He smiled. "I don't really like this castle. Too dark and old age for my taste. " Lucius chuckle and then leaned forward. "Have they branded you or something like that?"
     
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    Five days. Would it be better to try and make her escape before then, she wondered, or attempt to slip away from him when they were travelling? There was a good chance hunters would be sent after her if she made a break for it--being further away from the castle when it happened might work in her favor. Then again, there was still the chance that he might decide not to keep her after all, and all her planning would be for naught. She'd need to play her role well, but at the same time she couldn't overdo it. Centuries of "living" meant that vampires were notoriously cunning, and if Lucius was as lauded a trainer as the guard had made him out to be, no doubt he had dealt with tricky slaves before. This would be a challenge, and there was a very good possibility she would fail and die horribly as a result, but that was a risk she was willing to take it if meant leaving this horrible place behind.

    At his question, she nodded, face darkening somewhat. "Everyone here gets branded." She lifted her hair away from her neck, turning to show him the right side. Among old, faded bite-marks, just below her right ear, was a small area of raised burn-scar roughly in the shape of the clan's crest, a winged serpent circled by thorns. It could have been easily missed had you not known what to look for and where to look, but to a hunter searching for a runaway slave, it was the sure mark of a renegade. Additionally, below the brand were two small dots seared into her skin by the touch of a hot iron rod long ago. In this clan, as well as several others, all failed escapees or severe rule-breakers were given additional marks to denote their troublemaking nature. Wyn's two marks were from one failed escape attempt (she had nearly reached the eaves of the forest before they caught up to her) and another incident where she had tried to defend another slave being brutalized by an irate vampire for performing some task too slow or clumsily. Against a supernatural being, a malnourished young woman's fists could hardly accomplish anything beyond landing her in a world of hurt, but that hadn't stopped her.
     
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    Lucius rose up and walked up to sit beside her instead. He wanted to take a better look at it. Lucius made sure to move slow so he wouldn't scare her too much. After all he didn't know what she was used to yet. But he would soon know. He gently touched the mark.
    "Not too big. Good." He then rose back up. "There is some vampires that makes the mark all over the slave. But your's is so tiny. It would make it easy to cover up and change even."
    Lucius rose up and walked up to one of the chests that was in the room. He open it up and took out a thicker blanket. Lucius held it out for her. "You can sleep on the fur." He said and pushed away the sofa table so she would get more room on the carpet. It was a thick one that he was sure would keep her enough warm. This was not how he normal kept his humans, but he had a rumour to keep up around here.
     
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    She gave little sign of discomfort as he moved closer to investigate the marks, though as soon as she felt his fingers brush against her neck, she seemed to tense up, going still as stone as under his touch. She had been fed upon enough times that even the slightest bit of contact was enough to put her on edge. There was no trying to fight a vampire when they sought blood, she had learned just to brace herself and close her eyes, pretending not to feel the sickening sensation of saberlike fangs sliding into her neck. She, at some point, Lucius would require such a thing of her, although thus far he hadn't been nearly as careless in her handling of her as some were. Even so, conditioning was a powerful thing, but beyond the way she glance off and tightened her jaw, he would see little indication of her unease. He finally murmured his approval and removed his hand, upon which she let out a quiet breath of relief, releasing the tension she had been holding within her.

    He mused upon covering the brand or changing it somehow, and she gave him a slightly puzzled look, unsure how he intended to accomplish either of those. Brands were made of scar tissue, intended to be permanent marks rather than something that could ever heal. She also found it odd that he'd want her to appear unbranded--most vampires she had encountered preferred having a strong mark of ownership on their cattle, something easy to see and display. He was an odd one, that much was sure, but she wasn't yet sure if this was a good or bad thing for her.

    For the moment, though, it appeared to be more good. The plush blanket he presented was a far cry from the straw and burlap bedding down in the dungeons, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't feel just a bit guilty when she thought of the others still down there. She took it from him somewhat cautiously, marveling at the softness of the fabric. To him it likely wasn't anything special, but after so long living in a cage and being treated like an animal, being afforded even a fraction of humanity was enough to give her pause. She nodded her thanks mutely, stormy expression finally beginning to lighten. The sun was beginning to disappear over the horizon outside, and while she didn't know how Lucius intended to spend his night, she hoped she'd at least be permitted a few hours of rest. "What sort of work should I expect tomorrow?" she asked, guarded but not quite as openly defensive as she had been at first.
     
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    Lucius notice that her voice was not filled with that hard tone anymore. The girl had let her guard down just slightly, but that was enough for Lucius. Gaining a human's trust could be a hard and long process. But oh, it was so very important in their training. He needed them to trust him that he knew what would be the best for them. A bit different from the others in the castle did he like his human's to be just humans. Loyal, obedient with a hint of curiously left. It was a hard process to get there without completely break them in. This girl was very close to the breaking point. A few weeks longer and she would most likely be a lost cause. He was glad this was not the case yet.

    The girl still had some fight in her and he was expecting it to grow a bit when she was starting to feel safe around him. After all this was not his first human.
    Lucius took off his suit jacket while she asked about tomorrow.
    "I assume it will be a few more meetings. During those will you remain by my side. Seen but not heard." He told her. "There will also be a dinner at the evening, but I don't see no point to stress you over that now." Lucius then smiled. "I can tell you are a smart girl, Brewyn. So tomorrow won't be an impossible day for you. I am sure that deep down you are a good girl..."
     

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