ALL NATURAL

And he said IF YOU LIKE THIS, IT'S YOURS, IT'S YOURS And I don't even gotta think about it I don't even gotta talk about it And he said do what you wish IT'S YOURS, IT'S YOURS

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qvintcns:

     “I’M NOT A very interesting person.” He replied casually, waiting during the pause to see if the other would continue or not. “Ah. So you got in a fight with a gang of guards and let me guess, because you mouthed off?” He didn’t really see the necessity for violence in most things, tried to avoid fighting at all costs, but it wasn’t surprising with the tension between pets and guards. “Well, don’t let them know that. Or they might try to teach you again.”

“That’s one thing we have in common, huh.” The comment slipped from his mind, not really caring about holding anything back anymore. While not entirely trusting the man, at least Jax could breathe easy, there was no signs of aggression so far and he let go of fists he didn’t even know he was clenching. “No,” He answered, almost as gruff as before, “A master or sir, or whatever the fuck they wanna’ be called-- He grabbed my ass, practically yanked down my shorts so I pushed him back, then he called that little guard posse, and, you know the rest. Never say no.” The last bit was dragged out, mocking the men that had punished him, Jaxon wiping his bow once more, sleeve of his sweater almost soaked though. “I don’t need the pity, just a restroom.”

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domesticated-pet-wolf:

Salem had just been on his way back from visiting the library when he heard the unfamiliar voice call out to him, and when he looked up and saw the other man bleeding … well to say that he panicked was putting it a little mildly, “Oh my God are you ok!? What happened? Did somebody hurt you!?” he shouted as he ran towards the other man, clearly worried sick, “I can help you, I have a first aid kit back at my cabin, let me take you there and clean you up,”

The outburst of concern came as such a surprise to Jax that the pet retreated, like a flinch, not knowing how to react. The man seemed to have good intentions, but that wasn’t going to call for immediate trust, not yet. “I’m not dead so I’ll be fine.” The reply was short, Jaxon wiping his brow with the sleeve of his sweater, blotched and marked with blood by now. “I’ll be good with a rag and some ice.” Which was an obvious lie, the cut hadn’t even clotted yet and the trickle was still evident as it ran down his cheekbone. Maybe a first aid kit would be helpful, he’d get a bandage or two out of it, but Jax was still too apprehensive, pushing himself off the wall with a little groan. “I’ll live.”

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qvintcns:

      THERE WAS AN obvious tone to the male’s words, but Q merely sighed and pushed past it as he did what the pet suggested: he led the way. “Should I even bother asking how you got that?” Curiosity did gnaw away at him internally, but he wasn’t pressed for conversation if it would come out in the same terseness as the male’s previous words.

Jax knew that he should at least try to be nice, show something else besides gruff signs of gratitude and mumbled thank yous, but who could blame him? The last person who had asked him anything ended up calling guards to put him in his place. Jax stepped in line behind the stranger, shrugging at the question even if the man wasn’t able to see him. “It isn’t a very interesting story.” He paused, briefly, before continuing. “Just some asshole calling the squad of dicks to teach me a lesson-- Whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean. I didn’t learn shit.”

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cheerlcader:

        everyone’s always got her put in a box, huh ? it wouldn’t be the first time and it wouldn’t be the last, and he’s not even completely wrong. but connections are important here, and sam’s really been on her best behavior ( with the other pets, at least ). green eyes glare daggers at the insult, though, voice hard when she responds. ‘ they grabbed me on my way home from cheer practice. i didn’t exactly have time to change clothes, ’ sam deadpans. ‘ sorry if that’ BOTHERS you, but i’m sure it bothers me a hell of a lot more. ’ she pushes the bathroom door open, gesturing. ‘ they have doctors here - so i’ve been told. or i can help you, or you can help yourself. up to you. ’

In all honestly, he wasn’t the one to judge so easily. It’s not like he was taken straight from a five star resort. Oh no, he was fresh off a fight, still in his boxer shoes, some old shorts, a sweater (which was ruined now) and a tank top underneath. If anything, she should be ripping into him. Jaxon slides into the bathroom silently, giving her a little nod as he opens the faucet, cold water no less, and starts splashing his face, water rinsing out pink from the blood. “Something tells me there ain’t gonna’ be some needles and wire here, huh.” He trailed off, looking around, finding nothing. “How bad is it.” He asked, lowering his head in her direction slightly, his vision still clouded by the blood a little.

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zvidenxhcndricks:

Zaiden gave a quiet hum, hands sliding into the pockets of his leather jacket. “I’d hate to see what they look like,” he remarked somewhat dryly. “What warranted such a fight?” His question was casual, as if he was unphased by the other’s description of his state being ‘just a scratch.’

Despite the dry, plain reply that escaped the man’s lips, Jaxon scoffed, images of the guards running away almost making him laugh. “None of the blood on this shirt is mine.” He spoke easily, body a little more relaxed. “They pushed me, I pushed back. Same way an avalanche goes down, y’know? Fists started flying, they started falling, a few more came to break it up,” There was a light shrug. “They were asking for it.”

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becker-day:

Becker gritted his teeth, but he did admit the pet had a point. Pocketing his weapon and securing it, he reached down and took the man’s arm and helped him back up to his feet. “A good point. I’ll be sure and run them through a few more training drills this afternoon. More painful lessons will follow,” promised one of the head guards, tilting his head and looking Jaxon over. “In a weak defense, they’re mostly used to handling small girls and guys much more on the ‘don’t fight back’ side. So I think… believe it or not… you’ve done good for them like that.” He took a breath and nodded off to the right. “The loo is over there. Do whatever your business is, then I’ll take you to the doc to get your head looked over.”

Was that... a compliment? Jaxon couldn’t really pin where the man was coming from, one moment tasing him to the floor and the next offering a weak sympathy on behalf of his guards and even offering a hand for the pet to get up. Under any normal circumstances, Jax would refuse, slap the hand away, but he wasn’t too keen on getting thousands of volts of electricity being shoved into his intestines so he took the arm with a weak nod of gratitude. “By the looks of it they’ll need all the help he can get.” He almost spat at the guards, but his tone was softer, almost mocking, if anything flat and uncaring. “I don’t need a doctor.” It was a lie, he knew when stitches were needed, but he wasn’t about to appear weak, not after all that. “It’ll heal on its own.”

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zvidenxhcndricks:

The dark-haired master masked his alarm with raised eyebrows and a neutral expression, cool blue eyes wandering over the other with mild curiosity. “Down the hall. Shall I call for a doctor?” Zaiden asked, his tone calm in spite of the surprise lighting up his gaze as he looked over the other. 

"No.” It was an answer he never needed to think about, his knuckle pressing into the wound and wiping it on his shirt every now and again to clean it off. Jaxon didn’t need a doctor, he could take care of himself. “I’m fine. Just a scratch-- Guard couldn’t hit for shit.” 

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becker-day:

Twin prongs shot into the pet’s stomach as Becker stood there, shaking his head. “Never touch one of the guards.” He hit the button, sending 50,000 volts into Jaxon. He was not kind in holding the button down for a little extra ‘juice’. “Now you can wet yourself for all I care…” growled the collector, tilting his head and cracking his neck. “But the next time I see you getting handsy with one of my guards, this will be considered ‘mild’. Do we understand each other?”

Ignorance was bliss-- mostly. The man had shown up with something he was all too familiar with, but thinking the best of the situation, Jaxon thought he’d be safe, that the stranger would keep on walking, so he didn’t pay any attention until the head of the taser was pressed into his gut and Jax gritted his teeth as his body doubled over from the amount of electricity coursing through his body. He was always tased before, but it didn’t mean it got any better. He hit the floor with a loud groan, mind over riding his bod to scream, gasp, to show any signs of weakness. He didn’t break that easily. The pet looked up at the other with a scowl on his lips, curses and confrontations in his throat, but only silence at his lips. “Teach your little posse how to fight first.” Were the only words that slipped from Jaxon’s mind, getting up with a little grunt.

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qvintcns:

      “COURSE.” HIS REPLY was short, calculated. Q prided himself on being able to generally read people, not everyone, but at least most. This one wasn’t worried, wasn’t a shaking leaf like many were when they first came in. He wasn’t a master or else he’d likely have known and wouldn’t have a hint of blood on him for any reason. “They’re just down the hall, you can follow me if you want, or find it on your own. They’re the third door down.”

The cut on his brow pulsed, blood no longer trickling, but he knew a small bruise would be well on its way. Jaxon wiped it once more, just out of habit, glad to see that it wasn’t going to leave any hideous marks, and when he made sure everything was good, his focus went to the man beside him-- eyes dragging themselves up and down, probably a master, or whatever the hell else it was that they liked to be called here. “Lead the way.” Jax wasn’t stupid, he knew that being alone was worse than a duck out in plain sight, he’d take just about anyone right now, and at least this guy wasn’t beating on him. That was as good as any other.

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huxley-wright:

Hux had been walking down the hall to help Ellie move her things to his cabin when he heard a gruff voice call out. He looked around, his brows furrowing as his eyes darted back and forth trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. After a second he located the room the voice was coming from. Another new pet, he was sure. As he opened the door he tilted his head. Another new pet who had obviously fought the collectors. 

“Uh, yeah. It’s over here.” He reached to help the man up, taking in his battered appearance. “Sure did give them a fight, didn’t you, lad?” 

Up until now, Jaxon hadn’t met any other guys besides the men who had brought him in so when he was confronted by this new guy, Jaxon just stared at the outstretched hand, his own refusing to budge, body tensing slightly, almost like he was ready to fight. It took him a few seconds to let it all soak in, wiping another trickle of blood with the collar of his shirt before he nodded and took the mans hand and stood up. “Thanks.” It was low, mumbled, Jaxon keeping his distance, enough to be safe. 

“They put their hands on me first.” He defended himself. “It ain’t my fault they can’t fight.”

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sophiaxmoore:

Sophia glanced over a the male whom she had never seen before around here. She raised an eyebrow when he asked for the rest room. The young girl was kind of amazed to see him where she was standing. Thinking that he may also be in her situation. She figured he’d end up being a master considering he looks strong like they do. But she wasn’t going to judge if it was the other way around. “It’s just down the hall actually.”

Jaxon gave the girl a nod, knowing how menacing and probably ridiculous he looked right now. He didn’t know how to properly thank something, if this is what could be considered generosity, but peering down the hall to where the girl had gestured, Jaxon began to move, striking his thumb out. “This way?”

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cheerlcader:

            she’s still in her cheer uniform, been too snarky to masters to be able to feel comfortable asking for any kind of favor. she has, however, managed to scrounge up a nail file from one of the other pets, & idly works on evening up her fingernails and mean-mugging anyone who looks her way. an eyebrow raises as he calls out to her, lips pursing slightly as she takes in the blood on his face and his clear discomfort. ‘ lucky you, you’re big enough to fight back, ’ sam deadpans. she barely tops five foot, and when she was kidnapped there wasn’t much she could do but scream. ‘ need help ? ’ she doesn’t wait for an answer, just stands and tucks the nail file into the waistband of her cheer skirt. ‘ follow me, then. ’

He almost scoffs, almost denies the help all together. He knew the girls type all too well-- The girls with their short skirts and their glossy, prissy attitudes, always looking at people like they were lower than, but at least the girl was nice enough to help and for that Jaxon swallowed his words and took his place behind her. She seemed like she knew where she was going.The comment threw him off for a second, shrugging. “They came after me for no reason. I did what I could.” It was short, senses still a little apprehensive. “Why are you wearing that get up, you look ridiculous.” He nods, an attempt to stir a conversation, no matter how bad he was at it.

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Blood trickled down his temple in the sheen, bright light of the hallway, the new addition to the mansion standing in solidarity, arms crossed, chest puffed out and brow ceased. He had already faced the consequences of dealing with a guard and while the pet only got a cut to his eyebrow, the guard had to be dragged away unconscious-- Jaxon wasn’t gonna’ down without a fight. But it left him unoccupied, just for a second, told to not move an inch unless he wanted to be bedridden for an entire week, and the nearest person he saw was the one that Jax called out to. “Do you know where the bathroom is.” It was short and gruff, Jax looking away and wiping the blood with his palm. “I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need it.”

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ok wowowow I’m really excited to be here, but if anyone wants to hmu for any plots or light connections then feel free to IM me!! I’m open to almost any plot!!

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