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@brinley-crow
evafcll:
“what the hell is this place??” her eyes are wild, dark circles lining them underneath. arms hug her chest, fingers pressing just a little too sharply into the flesh. “where am i??
Yet another new face. “Bates.” the word dripped like poison with a lifted shrug from her shoulders. “Sex mansion and all that jazz.”
frankiexfeir:
“Ah, I’m so bored. And as nice as it is to see a new face, I don’t remember anyone telling me you would be here. How did you even get in?” Frankie asked as she plopped on the couch.
Eyebrows moved to push together as eyes scanned the room, one hand grasping her book as her other moved to her words. “It’s the common room, everyone is allowed in here. You know - pet, master, mistress free room.”
bryscnisms:
“FINE. GREAT. What do you want then or can I go back to what I was doing?” He wasn’t paying much attention, not really in the mood for company or to have to coddle her.
A light sigh dripped from the woman as she shook her head. “Just - nevermind.” Hands pushed into the front pockets of her shorts as a lifted shrug rolled her shoulders. “I’ll just talk to you later or something. This whole surprise thing was a stupid idea anyway.”
bryscnisms:
“I’M NOT FUCKING anyone but you, Brinley.” He sighed, eyes narrowing further with the thought that she really didn’t have a right to ask what he did in his free time. Not that he couldn’t, he just didn’t want to. Sleeping with her hadn’t even really been in the plan.
Eyebrows seemed to push together as the woman took a step back. “I didn’t ask?” Words came out more as a question than a statement as arms dropped to her sides, one hand waving through the air as she spoke. “I just meant - you know, if you were reading or something. I didn’t mean to interrupt whatever you were doing.”
bryscnisms:
THE BREATH THAT escapes him is a heavy one and Bryson simply looks the blonde over while trying to figure out if he should send her off or not. Stepping to the side, giving her space to enter the room if she so wished. “Fine.” Was all that he said as he looked her over, trying not to think of how good it was to hear that she missed him.
She half expected to be walking back to the mansion by now instead of wandering past the other into the cabin. Arms moved to wrap around herself as teeth nipped at her bottom lip. “Did I interrupt something or something?” The woman mumbled out.
bryscnisms:
NOT EXPECTING ANYONE for the day, and really having no plans of leaving his cabin, Bryson resolved tot he fact that he’d spend the day in more or less of a vegetative state. All he wanted was peace, a clear mind, some sanctity if he could, but a loud knock had the male glaring towards his door without getting up to answer it. Brinley’s loud voice rang through, his teeth gritting together because if there was one person who knew he hated surprises or not being prepared, it was Brin. “What do you want Brinely?” The question was asked after he’d stalked over to the door and opened it with a little more force than necessary.
Words felt like knives as eyes scanned the other. One hand moving to grasp her own upper arm, nails grazing against the skin as eyes dropped to the ground. “Plese don’t be mad.” Anger. It wasn’t something she was entirely sure she could handle at that point. A single foot moved, the tip of it pushing against the wood of the small deck a lifted shrug to her shoulders as she spoke again. “I know you hate surprises, I just- There’s a bunch of new people coming in lately and it’s claustrophobic inside. And I missed you and stuff.”
petfitz:
“it’s fine,” he shrugs easily, unaffected. “you alright, there? feel free to unload your problems on me, since i’ve just inadvertently bugged you with complaining of my own,” fitz laughs. “i’ve been here about a month. still getting into the swing of things. i take it you’ve been here a while?”
“Yeah, no. Not really my thing. But thanks for the offer,” pushed off the woman. Her own hands dropping from her crossed arms, hooking her thumbs into her pockets. “Not much longer. Four months, almost five now.”
petfitz:
eyebrows shoot up, and fitz raises his hands in surrender. “woah, someone’s got their claws out.” he tucks his hands into his pockets, a somewhat amused expression growing on his face. “most pets hate this place. that’s a conversation starter, as i see it. just trying to make friends, not offend. my apologies.”
A small groan rushed the lips of the woman as the apology filled her ears. “Sorry. It’s been a shit week.” An attempt at a half-decent apology. “Are you new or something?”
petfitz:
“looks like i’ll be hungry for a while, then,” fitz sighs. “that’s fucking stupid. it’s not my fault no one wants to claim me, and it’s just gonna get worse when i start to lose my build cause they won’t let me take care of myself.” he rolls his eyes.
“Sounds like a you problem, not a me problem.” Arms moved to cross over her chest as the other spoke. “You can easily do workouts and shit in your room. It’s really not that hard. And quite a few masters don’t mind lending some help with letting you use the gym. Damn, you’re complaining more than you’re trying.”
Days after her inconvenient run-in with a rare horrid master, and here the blonde was. Waving off one of her master friends, thanking them for her small favor - bringing her out to Bryson’s cabin. She wasn’t entirely sure how he’d take it, but after keeping herself locked in her room to try and push off the gross memories, she needed a dose of happiness. A single hand knocked against the wood. Three solid knocks before the door pulled open. “Surprise!” The woman shouted. “- Don’t be mad.”
@bryscnisms
petfitz:
he grumbles unhappily to himself, arms crossed over his chest. "a month of living here and i’m still not used to the food portions. mon dieu, i ate more than this when i was dancing. how do they expect us to have the energy to fuck masters and mistresses if we’re half-starved?”
“Forces you to try and find a master or mistress faster,” shrugged the blonde. “Shocker. They think about shit like that. Isn’t that just magical?”
vcughn:
“i’ve finally been able to settle in after a few days of much needed rest, and now i’m ready to explore all this great place has to offer. anyone care to give me the official tour?”
Yet another day, yet another good deed. “I certainly don’t mind. Not like I have anything else to do.”
xaviervanbueren:
— “It’s bigger than my father’s, but that’s to be expected.” He peered around the mansion, inspecting its interior. “Care to give me a tour?”
“I don’t know, last time I tried being nice someone gave me a snarky reply.” Her voice pulled as she pushed her hands into the pockets of her shorts. “But I suppose I can lend a hand.”
fistmexfelix:
he shook his head, trying to get a level head. “i’m sorry, i’m just overwhelmed.”
“Overwhelmed or not, you’re not the only one stuck in this situation, bud. Don’t shoot the people trying to be nice.”
triistcns:
“ they must be going for more VARIETY, then. “ tris grumbled a little. the news was settling inside of him – he was waiting for the shock to abate and for survival mode to kick in, honestly, like it did when he was kicked out of his house as a teenager.
“And here I was excited to see little green men strolling down the hallway. Look at that, all disappointed.” Sarcastic words rolled from her lips. “Well, either way, welcome. Not sure if I said that yet or not - oh well.”
fistmexfelix:
“welcome?” he asked, raising his eyebrow. “i don’t think this is welcome this is more like here, let me kidnap you and then you should act like everything’s fine and okay.”
“Well fuck, that’s what I get for trying to be nice,” the blonde spoke with a roll to her eyes.
