Eliza Green

Witch. 276 years old. Owner of Green Blossoms. Thorn Haven resident.

[earthlyeliza]

xunnamedonex​:

Oh, another one on the list of ‘You broke my playground, now you must pay’. How original. At least this one was nice to look at. Arr narrow his eyes when she mentioned a partner, he didn’t recall messing with people. He killed a couple sure, well, maybe a couple dozens if he was to be more precise. But she didn’t look destroyed by the lost of someone like he had been, so he wondered how he had messed with her partner. 

When she moved closer to him and her hand turned to fire, the old one wanted to laugh. Fire was his life, the creature had been burned far more times that the little one had in days on her life, and now she was going to burn him like it was a terrible thing. How childish and predictable on her part. Arr should probably look scared at the sight of her fire, it was the kind thing to do, but he couldn’t even muster the strength to do so. But to be fair, he didn’t laugh as well, so he figured he would save her, and himself, the embarrassment.

“I do Miss, very much so“ he confirmed her “And I’m getting cold since you so kindly ask them to undress me.“ He leaned in, closer to her hand like he was looking for her to touch his cheek with it. The fire burned, and it hurt more than he was expecting, it must be the damn brand that numbed some of his resistance to fire. But it wasn’t too bad, some beatings had been worst. 

He could feel the redness on his burn skin and the ghost of the warmth it had left behind. This was going to hurt, he was sure, but he wasn’t afraid of such little witch. “But before you do your little party trick, can you just tell me one thing?” he was actually curios to know her view on the subject, since she clearly was out for Revenge and Pay back as she so sweetly had put it. 

“Why is your revenge justified, and mine wasn’t?“

Eliza didn’t often single out slaves like this, nor did she find herself holding grudges against others a lot. Unless they really messed with someone she loved. It really was such a bad move on their part. One that set blaze to flames the witch usually kept well under control. He did seemed to take it all in stride, and she was sure he would hold out for a good while. But in the end, pain was pain. If you applied enough of it for a certain amount of time, anyone would break eventually. And unlucky for him, she had all day. Heck, she had all week if she felt like it. 

“Then lets warm you up. And then I might decide to cool you right down. Unless you feel like throwing in an apology and I will consider going easy on you.” She couldn’t help but speak with a certain level of sarcasm. It was not as if he would apologize. More importantly, he couldn’t take back the damage he’d made, nor she suspected, was he feeling any remorse for it. And she wasn’t really here to make him be sorry. If anything she was purely here to make him feel like shit so she could feel better. 

Her eyes watched curiously as he leaned into her fireball, slowly moving it closer to his cheek to see if he would stand his ground or pull back. If he thought his dragon powers would protect him, he was going to be sorely mistaken. The brand reduced him to a human state. Much much weaker than he had once been. “Making requests already are we? You really are a ballsy one.” she said, making a small tsk-ing sound, yet not cutting him off either. He could say his piece. Chances were it would only fuel her fury. 

“Because for revenge to be justified, there has to be rhyme, reason and cause behind it. Which your mindless attacks did not have. As far as I know you little lizard, your cause was only to destroy. Not conquer, not reclaim. Which isn’t reason enough! Your selfish ass hurt a lot of innocents and put stress and pressure on a lot of people who were trying to do good. I’m not here because I care about your pathetic opinions. Nor do I expect you to be sorry.” Her hand dove in further with the flame, which slowly engulfed her entire hand as she gripped his chin, forcing him to look at her. “This isn’t about what you need, its about what I need. The sight of you burning and screaming in pain might suffice. We’ll see.” 

[earthlyeliza]

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[earthlyeliza]

xunnamedonex​:

Arr followed the guards instructions, like he always did. He found it funny how much they yell when he was doing just what they asked of him. It knew the raised voices just came from a place of fear, so was funny how they used them like he was a big scary monster. Even when he was covered in bruises and chains. Probably didn’t help that he had broken one of the guard’s nose, his fault for getting too close. 

As he was secured in chains, naked as the day he came to this earth, he wondered who would be coming to tickle him that day. He had done this routine before, Masters mostly that wanted to use him as a punching bag. So when this tinny red hair walked in his brow rose. Now that was new. 

“Very much, thank you for asking Miss.“ There wasn’t mocking in his words, he was actually quite polite as he talked to her. “What can I help you with today?“ now he was mocking. 

As she took him in, Eliza had to admit that the dragon had a physique to be admired. He was muscular and broad shouldered, with a defined torso. The strength his body alone could wield was apparent. Of course, with the brand etched into his skin, he could no longer access his supernatural strength, which she suspected a lot of people around found comforting. Even she found that comforting as she approached the male. Even with her heels, almost matching his height, she was conscious of their considerable size difference. Without her magic, she might have found herself somewhat apprehensive. 

His polite tone caught her a little off guard, making her do a bit of a double take as she waved her hand, effectively closing the door, and locking it with the turn of her index finger. Now they were entirely alone, locked in. 

“I’ll make sure that changes soon, don’t you worry.” Her tone remaining icy. A dangerous smile curled Eliza’s lips when he decided to opt for mockery. Oh he would be sorry. “Its a familiar concept for you I’m sure. Revenge. Pay back. You mess with my city, with my partner, and I’ll mess with you.” Lighting a flame in the pall of her hand, the witch held it close to the dragons face. Close enough that he could feel the flames, yet not close enough to burn. Yet. “You like fire don’t you dragon?”  

[earthlyeliza]

chanceblackwell​:

“I don’t know what happened really. They were just gone. Though on the way here one of the masters managed to blackmail me into getting a seat.” Chance noticed the slight shift in Eliza. He had known her long enough to read her. But he wouldn’t say anything unless she asked. No need to fight or get emotions going in a time like this. Though he knew it would be a talk that would happen eventually. “You won’t. Not ever again. I will make sure you are never taken from me again.” And he meant it. His soul and entire being had been ripped out of him the day Eliza and her daughter went over that bridge. They say he ripped half his pack apart. Literally. To this day he tries to never be that angry. “Are you calling me a neko? I am no cat boy you know.” Raising a brow with a smile he kissed her nose.

“Some yes, but not all. From what I’ve heard passed down, they went into hiding the more supernaturals came into the world. Different ways of living among people. Disagreements happened. So they just… vanished.” Nodding he moved to get a cup of coffee, raising a mug to the woman asking if she would like something. “I have no doubt it could have been. For there to be nothing on them at all. The council is supposed to keep records of everything that happens in this town and not once is there any mention of dragons.” Pouring his cup he added milk and sugar, stirring it as he thought. His eyes drifting from the coffee swirling in his mug to the beautiful eyes of his love. “Nothing yet. But, given how it all happened…. I think it started with the new slaves. I found a new boy in my office. Seems whoever did this timed it perfectly. Calculated everything. Seems the city has bigger enemies than I thought.”

“So the witch seat is open? I mean.. I’d really love to help. Its unbelievable though, that they just vanished like that. Blackmail? Why would he need to do that? Is he not qualified?” She could not help but ask, both about the seat and about this cocky sounding master. The need to step up for the city and help was certainly there, but so was the worry that he shouldn’t be doing all this alone. And that others would take advantage of him and make him a target. If she were to loose him.. the thought was too heavily filled with emotions for her to even contemplate it for more than a few seconds at a time. If she allowed it to, it would easily paralyze and overwhelm her. And naturally living in fear was no way to live, but during certain moments it was incredibly challenging for her to avoid it. “But what if you are taken from me?” Her arms went around his neck, tightening as she held on. It was still a marvel to her that he had managed to continue living while they were apart. She had held onto the belief that he was alive, out there somewhere. But he had seen her disappear into the water with Willow, thinking they were both gone forever. If he were to die, Eliza didn’t know if she could or should push to keep herself alive. Of course, as a mother that was a terribly selfish thought, but without Chance, after everything, she couldn’t imagine she’d be more than a faint shell of what she had used to be. In no shape to be a mom to Willow in the slightest. This time her smile faltered, yet she still tried to join him in holding onto the lighter part of the conversation. “No I was thinking you look like that guy in Teen Wolf, mid shift. Which is still kind of cute. You’re not a boy? Damn, you had me fooled.” Eliza teased, chuckling softly and enjoying his kiss.

“It does sound somewhat reasonable for them to have gone underground, if only to escape the drama.” Dragons.. who would have thought? Not her that was for sure. When he raised the mug she nodded, confirming that she wouldn’t mind a cup. “That does not leave us with a promising outlook. Maybe the magical barrier should be modified. If dragons are a real threat we should consider keeping them out instead of taking them in when all they might want is our destruction.” The smell of coffee had her perk up a little. The day was young, yet it had been demanding enough to warrant some easy and quick energy infusion. As her eyes met with Chance’s Eliza had to bite back her growing concern. “So you think they sent in a slave as an infiltrator first? That is certainly calculated and makes it all seem well thought out. Seems so..”

[earthlyeliza]

Girls day / Kora&Eliza

Her fingers drummed against the marble table, mirroring the slight mix of nerves and impatience swirling around in her stomach. As the minutes kept ticking closer to the specific meeting time Eliza had asked Kora to join her at, the witch couldn’t quite regain her usual levelheadedness. There was more than one thing about Kora that always managed to unsettle her. Whether it be her attitude or her backstory with Chance. It left the witch on edge, no matter how pure her initial intentions were. Like today, inviting Kora to have coffee with her, wanting the two of them to just have a girls day, get to know one another better. Hearing a familiar voice, the redhead looked up from the point on the wall she’d been staring at, smiling in a way she hoped was natural. “There you are! Order anything you want, its on me.” she began, lifting her own coffee mug to take a sip, being reminded in the moment that it was indeed there for her to drink. 

@sasswclf​

[earthlyeliza]

It was probably premature, and yet Eliza couldn’t help the fire burning in her gut. The witch didn’t often have a specific person to blame for her loved ones challenges and difficulties, but in this case she certainly did. And the need to deal with this.. filth, was rather insistent. Well prepared she had instructed the guards very carefully. The dragon was to be taken to one of the separate rooms in the prison and chained up tight in the middle of it. Unable to escape, naked and vulnerable. Flicking her long red locks over her shoulder, the witch entered the room with a cold expression dominating her features. 

“Comfortable are we?” 

@xunnamedonex​

[earthlyeliza]

demonmasterarcus​:

“I suppose I fill that role better at the moment.  I don’t think any of the individuals running amok are going to ask for a bargain, so my powers aren’t really going to be much help,” he said with a shrug.  He wasn’t a fighter, never had been.  “I don’t blame you, your manicure is quite nice.”

“Its a fair point.” And while Eliza still thought he could have gotten involved if he wanted to, she decided to let the matter rest. There was no use pressing him over what might already be spoiled milk. Not everyone responded to distress and fights with the urge to respond with wildfire. Her eyes sparkled at the sound of a compliment. “Why thank you. I had it done this morning. Luckily before all the commotion ensued.” 

[maxortecho]

[earthlyeliza]

@chanceblackwell

[earthlyeliza]

demonmasterarcus​:

A chuckle escaped Marcus.  “My thoughts on avoiding the chaos have nothing to do with your being a woman, I assure you.  I want no part of it myself,” he said, waving a hand at himself.  “Crossroads don’t tend to get involved with the messy bits, you know?”  He could smell the magic on her and smirked.  “Though I suppose a witch wouldn’t need to dirty her hands to defend herself.”

“Well thats a relief to hear. I can not say I am or will ever be in the mood to be told to stay at home like some bored housewife. No part? Your home is being attacked and you’re content with standing by?” Eliza asked, her right brow arching before she clicked her tongue, a bit disapprovingly. “Always an excuse to stay on the sidelines, isn’t there?” While her question might sound harsh, it was a genuine one. It baffled her how anyone living in this city with a civilian rank or up could simply sit on their ass and watch, expecting the council to deal with it all on their own. Then again, she was biased, given that her partner were all that was left of the council at the moment. Her returning smile held a little bit of danger to it, the kind that would ward of anyone who might want to mess with her. “Now I wouldn’t want to chip my nails unless I really have to.” 

[earthlyeliza]

chanceblackwell​:

“It’s just me. I don’t know what happened to the others. They just… were gone. Up and left. Which left a dent for some slaves, Kora mostly. It’s the second time she’s been abandoned and I have no doubt she’s out there causing chaos.” Smiling he kissed her head and ran his fingers through her hair. “I know. I should at least let you know I’m okay.” Her stare had him knowing she was looking at the shifted parts of him. “Go on, make a comment. I know you’re dying to.” His ears twitched a bit playfully as he chuckled. 

“You’re too good to me.” Lifting his lover he set her on his desk showing her the books. Though most council matters were kept private he could use fresh eyes. “Dragon have appeared. There have been piles of rock and stone discovered in areas. All I could find in the books is that dragons were not the friendliest with the supernatural back in the day. Something about them being mythical creatures and not liking us making ourselves more known. Apparently they disappeared hundreds of years ago shortly after Thorn was built. But it doesn’t say why, nor does it give a history on them being around here.” He sighed flipping through older files and records written by older council members. The wolf was concerned he couldn’t find anything yet. “My worry is why they have appeared. Why now? Why attack Thorn?”

“They up and left you? Those bastards.. Oh.. right. But she’s one of the strong ones. I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Eliza said, trying not to sound cavalier or dismissive, though she was also trying not to put too much into this bond between Chance and Kora. Meaningless sex was one thing, but she couldn’t entirely shake the impression that there were heavier feelings involved. And the fact that she hadn’t been able to spend much time with the other woman didn’t help. She exhaled a bit, soothed by his touch as much as his words. “I can’t loose you again.” Just like that her voice turned low, small as her fingers brushed affectionately over his cheek and chin. There lay the root of her concern. The fear of loosing him a second time. Her lips curved again though, hearing him chuckle and encourage her to put her thoughts into words. “You know you look just like one of those adorable creatures from the movies.” she teased. 

Eliza’s eyes went to the books on the desk as she leaned a little sideways to read the headline. Her eyes widened with surprise, both at what she was reading, and Chance’s supplying words. Dragons? “I though they were extinct..” she admitted with a small shocked shake of her head. It was incredible as well as daunting, to have a creature such as a dragon appear in the midst of the city, mounting an attack. Hearing what Chance had read though, she could not help but frown a little. “And you don’t suppose the reason they weren’t friendly and disappeared had to do with the fact that the town was built? Because its sounding a bit.. ominous. As if the previous councils might have left some details out.” The concept of leaving parts out or twisting the story to ones own advantage was not an unfamiliar concept to the witch. Her family had done the same thing. Whenever the Green’s were mentioned in publications, neither her nor her grandmother was mentioned as part of the family. Of course, her parents hadn’t been able to buy their way out of the articles written about her but they’d done all they could to erase the shame of having a daughter who had bought into witchcraft and had a baby with a male beneath her station, as they saw it. “Maybe they have an axe to grind? Have you found any trace of their leader? Someone has got to be spearheading this.” 

[earthlyeliza]

priiismsx​:

The demon in her undoubtedly loved the chaos. While many ran, or panicked in it’s wake, Coco found it… exhilarating. It was fun. With Brandon taking seat in the council, he had rushed from their home once he found i to be secured. Of course, Coco was told to stay inside and stay safe until they’d really pinpointed their enemy, but that just wasn’t Colombia de Leon. She was out among the city, in the midst of the chaos. Slaves roaming freely, with more running behind them in an attempt to catch them. 

The magic in the air was potent, threatening to choke her should she even dare to siphon a bit of it, if only to taste the origin… 

“Eliza.” She didn’t realize how dazed she’d been until their bodies collided — and not in the way that she was used to. “No, it’s fine…” Her green eyes lowered, and the cambion leaned down to swipe up the egg with ease. “What the fuck is this?” The sound of footsteps chimed in her ear, and she slipped a hand in the redhead’s cloak, seemingly putting her arm around her back, but it was only to hide the large egg from view of the person who ran by them.

In part it scares the witch, to feel attached to the city as a whole. To feel a need to protect it. And yet she has also deduced that it ought to be a natural reaction. After all, her partner and true love is on the council and has a big part in governing this place. Not to mention the fact that they’ve both agreed to settle down here together. Thorn Haven might not have been Eliza’s home for long, but she has planned on and committed to making it a permanent and lasting one. 

Once colliding with a rather familiar body, the witch tries to make her expression more neutral than it was just a moment ago. “Coco..” she absentmindedly utters. Its hard to decide whether or not to share her find with Coco, though as the cambion picks the egg up, the decision is made for her. Pressing her lips together, having mixed feelings about it all, Eliza isn’t sure what to respond. “Ahm well its some sort of egg with scales. I think its a dragon egg, but they’re incredibly rare. I’ve only read about them.” she says thoughtfully, relieved that Coco helps her hide the egg from view once someone comes past. “It nearly landed on my head. I was trying to get it away from prying eyes.” the redhead admits. 

[earthlyeliza]

demonmasterarcus​:

“It’s fine, no harm no foul,” Marcus said, tossing aside the fallen branch he had been removing from the sidewalk in front of his property.  He gave the young woman a considering look and asked, “What on Earth are you doing out amidst this chaos.  You don’t have the air of someone looking to fight with the masses.”  He wasn’t looking to fight either, was keeping to his property and watching everything unfold.

Trying to act casual, the witch manages to wedge the egg into her bag, mostly concealing it from view before turning back to the male and giving him a polite smile as he does not seem upset at their accidental run in. Its not hard to guess what his considering look is for. When slightly stressed Eliza is aware that she quickly obtains the air of someone far more innocent and doe eyed. While in reality that can’t be further from the truth. Of course, this stranger has no idea what she’s capable of. “You’re sweet to show concern, but I assure you I am more than capable of fighting anyone or anything that gets in my way. Besides, we’re long past the time when women stay at home during wartimes. Thank god..” 

[earthlyeliza]

chanceblackwell​:

Chance was currently making phone calls, searching through files, a few books scattered his desk. If what he was told turned out to be true, then the town was going to have major changes. The cells were being unlocked, fights were happening, and the alpha was stressed doing this on his own. Plus with magic going everywhere, he was now half shifted and couldn’t go back. When the doors flung open his ears raised as he looked up. Eliza in all her glory was standing there with a displeased look. His full name. Ya, she was very displeased. 

“Sorry love. So much is happening.” His shifted eyes looking at her before looking back down as he flipped through town records. Sighing softly Chance pulled her in for a hug. His face going to her neck. “Make the town sink like Atlantis.” He joked as he pulled back and kissed her. his ears twitching and tail slowly swaying. “It is a nightmare right now. going through these records… trying to find anything that mentions this town being built….. Parts are missing.”

She wasn’t shocked to find him pouring over books, franatically trying to decipher the situation the city he was a part of governing was facing. It did however show how much of a committed leader and council representative he was. Ever so devoted. And yet, this devotion of his would learn to take a back seat every once in a while too given that he was no longer moving trough life alone. As long as she was attached to him, which in her opinion would be until her death, he would have to deal with her demanding some attention and focus from him. They were partners, and she wanted him to lean on her in difficult times, just as she would do in return. It took some focus on her part to keep her expression given how both cute and kind of bisarre he looked mid shift. Mostly cute though. 

“Its a valid excuse though you know how concerned I get. But yes, I gathered from the appearance out there. Is the rest of the council working on puzzling things out as well?” she asked, her tone calmer than before now that she could see him and know that he was in one piece physically at least. Naturally her arms went around his big frame as he hugged her close, her fingers stroking trough his dark thick locks. “With pleasure.” she joked back with the hints of a smile on her lips. Listening closely though, it was hard not to frown. “What do you mean parts are missing?” 

[earthlyeliza]

The open sky seems to be darkening, fitting the mood all around. The last time there was a city crisis, Eliza was reveling in watching the chaos unfold, fairly new as a citizen. This time around she finds herself worried and concerned for it as a whole, and for the impact the events might have on her loved ones and her business, but also a city she’s come to love. Her pace is brisk and determined, the magic in her veins sizzling as if its power has been turned to max without her consent or knowledge. Out of nowhere, something wheezes down from above, nearly hitting her in the head. “What the hell?” the redhead exclaims. Once the shock of almost being hit in the head passes, her hazel eyes passes over the item on the ground before her. Its too big to be a regular stone, and too big to be a birds egg. The reptilian scales on it prompts the witch to pick it up, staring at it with wonder. 

For a while, its as if she’s rooted in place, studying the item. All sound muted. Then the world roars back to life, and Eliza quickly hugs the egg to her side underneath her cloak, nervous that someone will see it and try to steal it. Hurrying along, the witch is so focused on keeping the egg hidden, that she doesn’t pay attention to the road, bumping right into someone, and feeling the item slip from her hold to land on the ground. Swearing under her breath Eliza bends to pick up the egg. “Sorry, didn’t see you there..” she says to the person she walked into.  

@thornhavenstarters​

[earthlyeliza]

The large wooden doors were no match for her, swinging open easily as if a harsh wind had thrown them up. In knee length, high heeled boots, Eliza strode inside her partners office, a mix of concern and annoyance burning in her eyes and streaking across her face. There was a disturbance in the air, even a witch as strong as she could feel how it pulled at her magic, trying to mislead her somehow. Yet that made her all the more thankful for the fact that she used earth bound magic as well and as often as her dark magic. 

“Chance Blackwell.. I do expect you to pick up your phone. I’m sorry babe but a short text just won’t do during a crisis such as this.” she stated as her eyes fell on the man she loved, though it took her a slight minute to realize that he was part wolfy without having entirely shifted. “Oh dear..” the witch muttered as she closed the door behind her, muttering in order to place a protection spell on the room. It would hold for a while, though she fully intended on warding Chance’s office once they had gotten to talk a bit. “What can I do to help?” she asked, her tone much gentler than before as she crossed the room to where he stood. 

@chanceblackwell​

[earthlyeliza]

chanceblackwell​:

“I think it’s more than a vow little witch.” Chance grinned as he held her gaze. He would never get tired of looking at those eyes. They were still as beautiful as the day he first met her. Every part of Eliza was as golden as ever. The feeling of her body as it began to give in made the alpha’s lust grow. God he would deny her any pleasures had he not wanted so badly to feel her come undone in his arms. 

“Just your skin? Awe, Eliza you should know I’m in your very being.” The wolf teased nipping her bottom lip playfully. His senses were amazing when it came to their bodies meshing. He could tell from a simple breath if she was happy or not. He could feel when her muscles were giving in or fighting. And he could smell her. So it only made him smile when she felt a moment of unhappiness with the loss of his cock. But he was rewarded with her moans. He kissed down that beautifully arched back. His lips going to the side of her neck to mark that beautiful skin. The skin he had missed touching and holding. “You’re mine Eliza. You’ll always be mine. My love for you has never burned out. You will always be what my life was meant to have.” His hips then sped up not caring to be slow and gentle anymore. Chance could no longer hold himself back. He needed to feel her walls clench tighter, her body squirm and her mouth spill the sounds that would echo those walls. 

“Is it now?” she challenged, staring back at him with a curved smile on her lips, her own shining with love and adoration. After what had felt like half a life time tolerating a bunch of unworthy and mostly mean streaked males, she’d been beyond astonished to find him. To this very day she found herself thinking he was too good for her, yet she would declare war against anyone who might try to separate them or take him from her. He would always be hers. As would his adonis like body. She could tell by simply looking at him that she was lucky his need to see her come apart was bigger than his need to make her beg and wait. No doubt she would get to experience that as well before the night was over. 

“Perhaps. For the moment.” she teased back, before breathing the words against his lips. “Sown into my very soul.” It was a declaration as much as an admittance. Though it was also hard to admit to something he already knew to be true. While his senses were superior to hers, Eliza always felt confident in her ability to read him. She knew what made him tick, just as he knew what made her tick. What other couples might spend years and years learning about one another, the two of them had known after just a few months together. Perfected during the time they had with one another. And then dreamed about for decades while being apart. Oh yes, all of this had definitely been in her dreams while missing him. His kisses made her shiver, even in the warm water, just as the burning sensation of being marked once more caused the redhead to purr with pleasure. And while her lips opened to form a response, they were quickly rendered useless as he began slamming into her fast and hard, at a relentless pace. And while Eliza tried to hold back, simply to prolong the moment and to make sure his pleasure was as profound as hers, she quickly came apart, orgasming hard, shrieking his name. 

[dextermassey]

Dexter felt like pacing– he knew it probably only served to make him seem like an animal in a cage. However, that’s exactly how he was feeling. Like a caged animal who was on display for whoever wanted to watch him.

It was unnerving.

Feeling eyes on him, Dexter turned and found himself snapping at the person, “I ain’t a fucking circus sideshow for you to stare at.”

@thornhavenstarters​

[earthlyeliza]

Eliza knew it was becoming a poor excuse and a bad habit, coming into the prison each time she was bored and found herself alone at the house without much to do. Of course tending her garden never got old, nor was it a process that ever came to a stop, but she hadn’t been feeling it today. Sometimes being alone with your own thoughts would put you on the fast track to negativity you simply could do without. 

As her eyes glided over the slaves as she slowly passed each cell, her eyes fell on a dark haired male, and lingered. When the male in question turned to snap at her, the mistress could feel her temper immediately flare. “No? Perhaps not, but you’ll soon learn that whether or not I choose to stare at you is not for you to decide.” Her tone was neutral, though with a warning edge as she waved the guard over to unlock the cell for her, allowing her to enter it. “Whats your name?”