Mia Rath

I am invincible I am unbreakable I am a diamond cut to last Like a phoenix from the ash Invincible

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leontesholmes:

He sighed, his plan going tits up in one fell swoop. Plan B, he offered his free hand, the book in his other hidden out of her view. “Honestly, is chivalry dead? I’m juts trying to be a gentleman.” His smile was soft, his tone sympathetic. He couldn’t help but wonder if his title was what made people instantly push him away.

Mia was unaware of his plan or intentions. All she knew was that she should be careful. She just wanted to stay out of trouble, figuring if she kept her head down, nobody would notice her. “Uh - I -- don’t know?” she answered, eyes drawing to her books. Teeth grasped her lower lip in thought before finally, hesitantly handing over the books, “Ok,” she settled, “Thanks,” turning slightly, she was going to head deeper into the slave house, “I was just gonna go into one of the rooms to read.”

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leontesholmes:

Mia stood out in a room. From her red hair to how she always seemed to be around the place with a book tucked under her arm. She intrigued him. As he waited in the lobby to discuss some accommodations, he read the spine of the book and smiled, classic youth lit. The next time it was a new book and he noticed the dictionary close by, only grabbing his curiosity further. He’d once caught the elevator and she was too tied up in a book to notice him. It kept happening amused him to no end, so he decided to give the bookish girl a gift. Just as he was about to leave it at the front desk for her she walked in, a few more library books. He felt a bit silly, they hadn’t met and the book may have even been one that she’d already read for all he knew but he liked the irony of it. So, he had a plan, offer to carry her books and slip the gift in the mix. “May I give you a hand with those, Princess?”

It would surprise the tiny girl to know anyone thought she stood out. She’d kept more and more to herself lately, now that Sullivan was gone. It hurt much more than she wanted to admit so she buried herself in reading, in trying to learn new things, new words, whatever she was able to do to busy herself and her mind. The reading was usually slow, but she finished a shorter youth literature book within a week. She was proud of herself for that. Sneaking away to the library that afternoon, this time, the librarian let her take three books with one of them being a science book more geared towards middle school aged students. It looked, to her, like something she might understand. Holding them against her small frame, she did her best to quickly slink back towards the slave house. Stopping short as she encountered a stranger, wide eyes drifted up to him. For several moments, the redhead was quiet, frozen, as if mulling over all the possible meanings of his words. The books were grasped in her arm and her other hand moved up to try to cover the slave bands around her wrists - which was fruitless. “It’s - It’s ok, I got it,” she offered softly, slowly, not wanting him to expect something in return - which is what she expected might happen. Despite that most of the Masters and Commoners were nice, she didn’t expect all of them to be kind.

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If it was possible, her smile widened, and her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink. “I’ve been playing both instruments for most of my life, so I’ve had a lot of practice.” Roxanne giggled softly, feeling her face cool down from its blushing. “Definitely a lot more fun, and less snarky customers to deal with,” she nodded, “which is always a plus. People are just awful sometimes.” She rolled her eyes, then suddenly realised that she hadn’t even introduced herself to the other woman. “I’m Roxanne, by the way. Or Scary Squealing Girl, whichever you prefer.” She joked.

Mia smiled a little as the girl blushed slightly, glad to see she wasn’t the only one prone to turn such a shade. “That’s really cool. I started to learn guitar when I was younger,” she confessed. Giving a nod, “Oh I bet, and I’m sure people usually love the person giving them entertainment.” She didn’t know that for sure, of course, but it sounded reasonable to her. Giggling softly at the introduction, Mia gave a nod, “Roxanne sounds way better,” she smiled, “I’m Mia. It’s nice meeting you.”

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drxamory:

This moment was so nice for a second he could believe that they were normal friends or even a couple if he let himself admit how he felt for her. Sullivan trusted himself not to hurt her but even if she liked him back, a part of him wondered if she might only like him because he was nice to her. Again, he wouldn’t be hurt if that was the case but he had to remind himself that the situation was more delicate than he liked to think about. “Your brothers sound cool,” he responded, missing the dropping of her smile as he stared out at the water. Even if the situation wasn’t perfect, he still believed that at the very least he could be by her side when she needed him and that’s what mattered the most to him. “Education is important but it’s not available to everyone. I won’t laugh at you for not knowing something. I don’t know. I knew I liked science but I never gave a lot of though as to what I wanted to do with it. What about you… if you could have any job in the world what would you like to be?”

It didn’t take Mia long to realize that she felt best around Sullivan - safe, relaxed, happy. She liked talking to him, not feeling nervous the way she did with some people. It did help, initially, that he was kind to her, that’s what got her to want to hang around him, but the more they did talk, the more she wanted to spend time with him. Mia was aware she wasn’t the easiest person, considering her history, but he didn’t seem to mind that, at least, not as far as she could tell. Lips pressed together in thought for a moment or two as she thought about her siblings. She missed them, even Wren, one of her older brothers who was far too much like their father. “Yeah, they were - or are - I dunno. It’s been a long time,” she admitted quietly. It was the most she’d talked about her family since she was 13. Giving a small nod, she did agree education was important, but she knew it was partly her fault she didn’t have one. Then again, she didn’t know what would’ve happened if she hadn’t run away. She’d likely have finished high school, but that would’ve been it. Her father did think his daughters needed college. “I,” she lifted her gaze up towards him, “If I hadn’t left, I could’ve gotten more,” she wasn’t sure why she told him that. Maybe because she did trust him. He made it easier for her to open up which was a first for her. “I’m glad you don’t laugh at me. I don’t always feel like I know what’s going on around me,” she gave a soft laugh, teeth scraping her bottom lip. “I’m glad you became a doctor cause we got to meet. If you didn’t, then you might not’ve come here.” Considering his question a moment, she gave a small shrug,” I never thought about it - well not in a serious way. When I was younger, I wanted to do something with music. I like to sing. I’d been learning the guitar, too. I mean, I’m not that good at it, but I really liked it.”

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drxamory:

Sullivan did remember and it still made him just as happy when he had first heard her say it. “Yeah, I do.” His smile became wider as he continued to think about the weekend they had spent together. It had been too short a time but still sweet nonetheless. “Swimming? Yeah, actually. I really like the water. My brother and I would go often since we both had a talent for it. We did a lot of water races but they ended mostly in water fights to determine who won.” He had talked with his brother about Mia before and he wondered if she would ever be interested in meeting him because he could see them getting along well. Of course, he would have to mention they were identical twins or she would freak out like many people who didn’t meet them together. “The scientific explanation for that is because water takes more energy in order to rise more temperature compared to land,” he explained, realizing he must have sounded like a nerd. “Uh before I wanted to be a doctor I was considering being some type of scientist so I used to study all types of science quite a bit.”

A soft, relaxed smile formed when she saw his smile, glad that he did seem to still like spending time with her. Mia was aware she was probably not the easiest in a lot of ways, particularly with her naivete, her lack of knowledge. Her captor - her so-called husband - had kept her isolated, and, in some senses, her ex-boyfriend had, too, though not as extreme. Her head rested on his arm as he talked about his brother, laughing a little. “That sounds like fun. My brothers always liked doing stuff like that - racing each other and all,” the smile faded slightly, eyes drawing down a moment. It dawned on her that she quite likely had siblings she’d never met. She knew her father would make her mom continue having kids until she couldn’t. Brushing it away, she lifted her gaze to him when he started to speak. Confusion furrowed her brows as he explained, having to think through what he said a couple times before nodding slowly. “I really think you’re the smartest person I’ve met,” she admitted with a little laugh, “I can’t say I understand, but thank you for explaining - and not laughing at me. Did you wanna be in a lab, like, curing diseases or something?” 

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masterthomasrichter:

Thomas pulled his hand away with a little shrug, not minding too much that she turned down his help. He sat down across from her, his elbows on the table as he leaned a little closer. “It’s not right.” Men shouldn’t treat women like that, it wasn’t right. “I’m Thomas.” He offered a little smile, hoping to seem less like a threat and more like a friend. She really looked like she could use one. “Would a drink of your choice help you forget about that little scrape?”

Mia wasn’t often a big fan of being touched so she tended to be cautious most of the time. There were times she minded it less than others, but after the guard, she wasn’t so keen. “I guess, but it could’ve been worse,” she offered, trying not to worry too much about it. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Mia,” she crossed her legs at the ankles, feet not touching the ground as she sat fully back in the chair, leaving them to sway a little. “That sounds nice. I like the coffee here, if you’re sure you don’t mind.”

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drxamory:

Sullivan nodded, smiling at her words. As long as she felt safe with him that was all that mattered because he knew how hard it was for any of the slaves to really feel safe in this city.  The warmth of her slim frame pressed into his side, making his smile grow as he peered down at her. “Really? I’m glad.” He looked forward, admiring the water for a moment. The waves were gentle and the beach was fairly empty since most people were still at the party or had chosen to go straight home. “Sure.” He led her towards the edge of the water, squeezing her hand lightly as the breeze from the ocean became stronger.

Mia let her head slightly rest against his arm as they walked, giving a nod, “Really,” she smiled. “Remember? When the rental ended, I said I wish I didn’t have to go back,” she blushed a little as she brought up her confession.. It was quiet which she found relaxing, especially in contrast to the party. She’d been glad when Sullivan wanted to leave, and this had been a nice idea. “Do you like the water?” she lifted her head to look up at him, “I mean - do you like swimming?” she clarified as they made their way to where the water was licking up  onto the beach. She shivered a little as the breeze swept around them, gasping as her feet reached the water. “For being so warm out, it’s weird how the water can be so cold,” though she still liked the sensation of it, the contrasting temperature, the way the water would rush up and start to slowly bury her feet in the sand. 

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drxamory:

“No not really. I get a lot of suspicious looks when I tell people that I am.” Being young and looking younger did him no favors in his field of work but Sullivan never cared how others perceived. As long as he could do his job that was all that really mattered. “I remember getting that a lot when I was still in medical school.” That had been more of a jibe from his fellow interns but he never minded the friendly teasing. Chuckling, he was glad that the conversation was still flowing naturally between them. He worried that renting her might change things but it was still as normal as before.

“That’s fine, I can always help.” Since his work always kept him busy, Sullivan rarely made use of his cooking skills, especially since it never felt the same cooking for only one person. With Mia here that wouldn’t be a problem but he also genuinely wanted to try whatever she would make. “I wouldn’t mind it,” he answered seriously. “We?” He asked, wondering if she had any siblings. “Well, tangled was good from what I heard but superhero movies are more my speed rather than Disney. But I also watch a lot of documentaries so unless you want to be bored to death you’ll have to help me choose,” he joked. Moving to the living room, he grabbed the remote to bring up Netflix, figuring that would be the easiest way to find something that they would both enjoy.

“I don’t know why. You’re a good doctor, at least, I think so,” though Mia didn’t think that was worth very much since she knew nothing about being a doctor or anything remotely close to the field. A soft laugh escaped, raising a brow, “Really? But you’re tall. Usually people don’t do that to tall people. I mean, you’re tall to me,” she smiled, not catching on that his friends likely had teased him more than seriously asking. 

“Are you a good cook? You make super fancy stuff, don’t you?” she smiled once more, curious if that was the case. She hadn’t considered the possibility that he was a good at that, but figured that was possible. “I wouldn’t, either,” she admitted, a little shyly. At his question, she had to pause a moment before catching on that he didn’t know anything about her past - at least, not beyond her state when she arrived, and whatever might’ve been in her file. “Yeah, I have 6 brothers and sisters. I’m right in the middle. Well, I had siblings,” she frowned a little knowing her father would forbid any of them to see her or talk to her. She didn’t expect any of them to disobey. She was the rebellious one. Not wanting to bore him with details of her family, she tried to brush it aside, to focus on the idea of a movie. “A documentary does sound boring,” she admitted with a laugh. “Where are your --” before she could finish, he turned the TV on, bringing up Netflix. Her eyes lifted to the screen, “Oh, they’re all on there,” she laughed a bit. “Yeah, I guess I can’t picture you watching cartoons,” she laughed a little, “We can watch one of the superhero ones. Which ones good? Or maybe one you haven’t seen?”

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summerxstarlet:

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While Summer had spent a lot of her time at The Grind lately, it being her mission to get to know its patrons, that didn’t mean she never spent time in the common room designated for slaves. The room always felt rather grandiose, though its glamour couldn’t have been for the viewing pleasure of the slaves that spent time within. It was, she thought with certainty, merely the result of the Slave House’s wealth. The slaves had to be shoved somewhere during the day, if they weren’t out making money.

It was in this common room that Summer encountered the redhead she had only seen at a distance since her arrival at Stirling. She plopped herself onto a sofa near the girl, drawing her feet up under her. “So you’re the redhead I’ve been seeing,” she commented, a cheerful little grin on her lips. “I thought we could be twins, but you’re too short, and don’t have my freckles.”

Mia was curled up on the couch, reading a book. She had a pocket dictionary next to her pausing here and there to look up words she didn’t know. It made for a slower read, but she figured she had nothing else to do at the moment. Sure, she was supposed to try to get rented, but she didn’t want to parade herself around, especially since she knew she wasn’t the type most would want to rent. 

A light sigh drew from her lips as she pulled up the little dictionary to look up another word. Sometimes she wondered what her life would’ve been like if she hadn’t dropped out of school and run away - but she knew that was pointless. It didn’t change anything. The sound of a cheerful voice drew her from her thoughts, looking up as she tucked a scrap of paper in as a book mark. “You’ve seen m-me around?” she stammered a little, mostly because she didn’t think people tended to notice her. She was quiet and short so it was easy to go unnoticed for the most part. Laughing a little, “Yeah, I am pretty short. The - uh - the - what are they called? Stylists, I think? They always have to hem things for me. I’m Mia,” she offered.

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kenmabby:

Me: *sees ship with height difference*

Me: *heavy breathing*

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drxmory:

Sullivan had no idea what to expect from the auction. The betting had made him nervous so he could only imagined how Mia felt but he was happy when she seemed relieved that he had been the one to win. Since he had rented her last time, he went had ordered clothes from her and even asked his brother for help on choosing things she might like. It was embarrassing but worth it when he saw how at ease she felt as they walked along the beach. “Don’t be sorry,” he urged, taking her hand in his again, holding her hand loosely in case she wanted to let go. “I’m happy I won. I wanted you to be safe but I also wanted to spend more time with you,” he admitted with a shy smile. He was still having trouble admitting his feelings but he knew that he liked how he felt when they were together no matter what they were doing.

The auction had been nerve-racking. At first, she was worried nobody would bid, and something bad would happen because of that. Then she worried someone cruel would win her. Her main relief came when she saw Sullivan there, and he actually started to place bids. Why she’d doubted him, she couldn’t say. She just didn’t want to get her hopes up. Looking up at him, she offered a shy smile as he took hold of her hand once more, relaxing once more. Touch wasn’t usually an easy thing for her, but she knew she could trust him, that he’d never hurt her. “I’m safe with you,” she lifted her free hand to wrap her small fingers around his arm, bringing her a little closer. “I want to spend more time with you, too,” she confessed, blushing a bit at the admittance. “I - I didn’t want to go back to the House last time,” she offered, feeling a little braver to admit it since she knew he wanted her there with him. Pausing her steps, she gave a light tug to his hand, “Can we go to the water? Not in it, but just get our feet wet?” she turned slightly to look up at him. 

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Mia had been surprised anyone bid on her, but when she’d seen Sullivan, she was relieved. That sensation was only compounded when he actually won. She couldn’t resist hugging him, even with all the people around. Getting changed, they headed down to the beach, and she was glad to be away from the fancy party, the auction, all of it. All that surrounded them was the sound of the waves and the water. It was peaceful. Mia stayed close to him, her hand instinctively moving to take his. She didn’t even realize it until she’d done it, blushing, “Sorry, I didn’t - I shouldn’t of,” she went to pull her hand away in case he didn’t want that contact. “I - just - thank you for bidding, for winning, for everything,” she sighed contently. 

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masterofcrueltyandscars:

Dark gaze taking in the food set out, he shifted his head some. He really didn’t eat much. Most of the time, he survived on coffee, booze, and smokes. Hearing the woman’s voice, Tol turned and shrugged, faint smile spreading over his lips. “Ye think they’d torment ye with food like this?” Picking up a plate he handed it to her and shook his head. “They ask, I told ye that ye looked faint.” That or he could just stand there a little longer. It wasn’t kindness, that was what he told himself as he motioned for her to get what she wanted. Food was necessary and he wasn’t sure if the lovely lass had been eating or not. “Ye have a name?”

Mia didn’t recognize him, and normally she wasn’t apt to talk to strangers unless they spoke first, except maybe another slave she didn’t know. Still, some of the food looked really good. She wasn’t a big eater, sometimes even forgetting it as she hadn’t fully adjusted to not requiring permission to eat even after several months here. It was tempting, though, especially some of the sweets. Eyes lifted up to him, wondering if that was a trick question, “No? Uh, I - yes,” she finally settled cause she figured they really would do that. Smiling, she took the offered plate, “Really? Thank you,” she picked up a few items, taking a bite of the food with a little hum. Picking up a few of the sweets, she took another bite. Nodding as she swallowed the food, “It’s Mia. What’s your name?”

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To say that Mia was nervous was an understatement. She let out a slow breath, trying to just stay calm. Her eyes scanned around for someone familiar, someone nice, teeth grasping at her lower lip. She’d had a meltdown when getting ready over the dress they wanted her to wear. It was revealing, and her response was enough to finally make the stylist cave into something more reasonable for the red head. Still, she felt out of place in the lavish gown, the heels, all of it, rather nervous about who would bid. “Do you think we’re allowed to eat the food?” she quietly asked the person who was standing near the table, stumbling a bit in the heels.

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keithxfrost:

Keith shrugged, he knew she wouldn’t say that if she knew anything about him but also wouldn’t be telling her that. If he was honest, he deserved what he got from the guards and if he thought he didn’t then he would have already left. Getting the cuffs off would be a challenge but he was resourceful, he would’ve found a way. “Do you actually want to know?” His tone was cold, figuring that would be enough to stop any further questions.

Mia had her naivete, and even some to spare, sometimes. She was certainly missing the cues and vibes off the other slave that showed he didn’t really want to be bothered. Instead, she continued to talk, growing more curious as their conversation progressed. Her head tilted slightly, a hint of a furrowed brow, “Well yeah. I mean, I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t,” she offered softly. “I mean, if you don’t want to tell me, it’s ok.”

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Weekend Special || Sullivan & Mia

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drxamory:

“Only doctors,” he joked even though it was pretty true. Everyone assumed young doctors were incompetent due to lack of experience but then again, becoming a doctor at such a young age is what had attracted the House to him in the first place. The blush on her cheeks made him smile. Sullivan wouldn’t admit it but his fondness for the young slave may be turning into more. It felt wrong because of their positions and everything he knew about her, he knew she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if he started looking at her in that way. In truth, he may just scare her off and for now he was content with settling to be her friend.

“Oh yeah? I can’t wait to taste your cooking then.” Chuckling, he took a moment to think, running his fingers through his hair. They needed to get her some clothes that actually fit but he figured she might be tired from all that she had to deal with at the House so they could do that tomorrow. “I have quite a few movies to choose from if that sounds okay? Books as well if you prefer.” This was her weekend just as much as his so he just wanted to make sure she could relax however she liked.

“Oh, I get it - cause people don’t believe you’re really one, right?” she laughed. “It could be worse, I mean, if you were as small as me, they’d be asking where are your parents,” she teased. Her teeth tugged at her lower lip a little, looking up at him with a smile. She was honestly so glad to be there, and already knew she wasn’t going to want to leave at the end of the weekend. Mia was oblivious to way he saw her, to any feelings he might have for her. She didn’t think it was possible for someone like him, for anyone really, to want her. Deep down, Mia worried she was too messed up for that. 

“Don’t get too excited. I’m not that good,” she admitted with a laugh, “Mostly, I know simple recipes.” There was a lot to do around the city, she knew that much, but really had no idea what, exactly. She knew the library and the beach, that was mostly it. She figured he might have plans in mind, but wasn’t sure. “You want to read to me?” she teased, “Um, a movie sounds good,” she let out a breath. “To be honest, I - I haven’t seen movies in a few years so I don’t know what to pick. Don’t laugh, but the last movie I saw was...” she had to really think about it for a few moments, “Tangled? Yeah, that was it cause my mom took us to the movie theater. We were so excited,” she smiled a few moments before it faded. “Sorry, um, so, really, any movie is good. I probably haven’t seen it.”