a wolf in her chest;

Addy Villa. Twenty-Four. Slave from U.S, LA. Unclaimed. “Be afraid of the dog that doesn't bark, and the woman that doesn't speak." [sideblog]

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castorparkslave:

“Well neither did I, you can imagine how surprised I was.”

"Well, this place is for leaders. It wouldn’t be the first time in history rulers have used prisoners for some ungodly thing.”

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emmetxbyrne:

“Are you now?” he didn’t believe her, he would be stupid to do so when she had been trying to run away with a broken piece of glass.  Emmet grabbed the glass, pocketing it before nodding at the brunette to follow him “Let’s get that hand treated before you get back on the cells.” even if he gave her his back, he kept his hearing foccused on her, wanting to be aware of any move she made.

Addy had manage to perfect the art of deception. She probably couldn’t fight near his level, but hell, she could pretend to be his friend and sell it with ease. With a firm nod, she answered his question. “Obviously. If I knew my way I would be outside already.” Eyes never leaving him. Emmet was the one thing standing between her and her attempt freedom. If she was going forward with this, might as well go all the way. Though his offer to have her hand taken care of took her by surprise. Making her feel slightly bad over what she was thinking about doing. “How generous,” she muttered sarcastically before following him. The girl made sure to keep a good distance between him, but not enough to make it too obvious. “Look the last thing I need is for you to make me feel like shit for trying to escape and you healing my wound. Just take me back to my cell.” Or more like ‘don’t make me feel like shit for planning to injure you’. 

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castorparkslave:

“Transported from prison to here, that’s all there is to it really.”

"I wasn’t aware the prison was in on the whole human trafficking situation.”

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castorparkslave:

“Uh, no,” he raised a brow. “I come from normal prison and before that a normal orphanage.”

“And you were transported here from there or what?” she asked, confused as well. “You know what, forget it. That’s your business.”

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liam-ainsworth:

“Usually, yes,” He was never one to offer something for nothing, business minded if you would, “But this time I’m only looking for a drinking companion.”

"Usually. Caught you on a good day, huh?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. “I’ll never turn down a drink. Might even get you to spill your dark secrets to me.”

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castorparkslave:

“Being moved from one place to another you kind of have expectations,” and this place had certainly fallen short of those. “But yes, yes it really is,” at least that was something they could agree on. 

"Come from another trafficking system?” She asked, knowing that this was not the only ‘slave trade’ there was. Just the most popular, it seem. 

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riccithegreat:

“No. I don’t recall agreeing with you and your delusion is really beginning to make me concerned for mental well being.” He shrugged lightly, “I think I’ll stay on it. I like the way it feels up here.” 

Addy was sure they were speaking about two completely different things, but she wasn’t about to stand there and fight him on anything or waste her breath on an explanation. “Then do us all a favor and get yourself away from the delusional slave.”

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emmetxbyrne:

No leader would have walked around with a broken piece of glass… Maybe he would, but Emmet wasn’t a real leader, and he would know to break a piece of his shirt to wrap around the piece so he wouldn’t cut himself. That the girl was walking around with cut hand a makeshift weapon said a lot “No one walks with glass on their hands.” he said lightly, brown eyes studying her frame and trying to guess if it would take too much energy to take her down. Not that he had the choice not to stop her, it would be weird for him to just ignore a slave trying to escape. “I’ll give you a choice.” he crossed his arms over his chest “Let go of the glass and get back to your cell willingly or I will do it for you.”

Addy stood her ground, tall and confident. Sure, she had been taught to fight in the streets, but that was probably nothing compared to the training Emmet must have gotten. Not that Addy knew that or that it would stop her. But she was not so stupid as to simply defy him on the spot. She was already walking on thin ice, she wanted to stay afloat a little longer. Her mind race to action; trying to think of a solution out of this. Once she did, she tossed the piece of glass to his feet forcefully. “Lead the way,” she spoke with a cold tone. “I’m kind of lost.”

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theslaveknox:

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Amusement was in his eyes, lips curling slightly. Knox loved using dirty words without anyone else catching onto it. “Cunt. Pussy,” he attempted to explain, sitting on his cock, his back leaning against the wall while he fully faced the brunette,

The only reaction his explanation got out of her was a raised eyebrow, still wearing her cold expression she always had. “I’m not even surprise,” she finally shook her head. “What language was that anyways?”

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song-of-kira:

Kira rose an eyebrow, shrugging as she sighed and leaned back against the cell wall. “Good answer.”

"Thanks?” Addy tried to not feel as awkward as she sounded. 

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liam-ainsworth:

“I could use a drink, care to join me?”

"Depends. Are you going to want something in return?”

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castorparkslave:

Waking up in a cell came as no surprise, Castor was used to it by now, the only difference was now he was not just a prisoner, but a slave as well. “Well, I will say I was expecting slightly better living,” he mused as he turned his head to get a better look at his new surroundings. “This is almost a step down from my prison cell.”

"Expecting?” Her curiosity once more got the best of her, having over heard his musing from where she was. “Actually, prison is better than this.” Addy commented, having been in a prison before. She rather be in there than in here, that was for sure. 

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song-of-kira:

“Sex–oh.” Kira found it hard to believe that this is where he’d taken her, pursing her lips before she sighed and looked up again. “How bad has it been for you?”

Addy went back to minding her own business until the girl once more spoke to her. “Considering I’m label as a sex slave among leaders, I say I’ve had it pretty good.” She answered truthfully. 

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song-of-kira:

“Well..I can’t say I’m surprised I was thrown into a place like this. Though I wonder if death would be the better option than a prison cell–what is this place anyway?”

"It’s a mansion for sex slaves, so yes, some may think death is a better option.”

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riccithegreat:

“In your mind, which by the very definition makes it opinion but who’s being particular. Its also kind of weird that you’ve been watching for five minutes. Should I fear for my safety over your obsessive tendencies?”

"Considering you said the same thing I did, you agree with my opinion.” She retaliated but left it at that. A huge urge to roll her eyes at him came upon her, but she held back. “Get off your high horse.” Addy replied simply. 

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emmetxbyrne:

Relying on his hearing was something that Emmet had been taught way before Group 13, it was part of what had let him be as good at boxing as he had been. The fact that he relied on all five senses to know what his enemy would do. And that was the reason he turned, brown eyes locking with someone that probably shouldn’t be out of the cells, no leader would be that sneaky. “What are you doing?”

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Addy was all about self-preservation. That’s why she was keeping low. But that didn’t mean she would not try and at least attempt to escape. She had spent the last few weeks formulating a plan in her mind. Sharpening the normal knife she had been given for a meal until it was pointy enough to pick her lock. Observing the guards to catch a pattern in their routines. Gathering as much information as she could without putting much attention on her. When the moment was right, she went forward with her plan. Everything was going as planned. Until she got caught. Her sharp senses failed her as she heard someone directing a question at her. A cold shiver ran through her as she spun around. Her hand tightening around the broken glass she was holding, blood dripping from her hand but she didn’t even flinch. Starring dead at the male that had just caught her. “Walking,” she immediately answered. “You?” 

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theslaveknox:

“Couldn’t give less of a shit whether or not he understands me,” Knox replied. “It’s just habit.” In South Africa, Knox spoke both English and Afrikaans. Given, he was not fluent in the latter, but he sometimes made a habit of blurting out certain words in the other language. 

Addy simply nodded. Not having anything else to say or that she could bother to say was more like it. Usually keeping her mouth shut, unless she just couldn’t help it. Like when curiosity got the best of her.”What does it even mean?”