#cp:event

[kianofashes]

He’d been surprised about the slave who’d landed in his lap after running. The kid had seemed rather sweet when they’d met initially but he supposed any of them could be tempted. For the moment, he’d let one of his staff deal with Ronan, under strict instructions he was watched and didn’t leave the room he’d been taken to. Kian would deal with him when he got back. First, he had to find Luke. 

There was a lot of talking involved, making sure he hadn’t ended up with another Master. Kian would have pulled strings to fix that, after all. He knew the chimera hadn’t ended up taking refuge in his own home. Once he figured out the room Luke was in, he’d let himself into it without hesitation, eager to see that the troublesome pup he was interested in was okay. Or as okay as he could be, given how rattled Kian had seen he was. 

That was worth the bullet wound, for sure.

@baddogluke

[brokenaustin]

He didn’t care that his snarling was inhuman, Austin snarled and growled along with kicking and screaming. He stabbed until the knife he’d wielded was kicked away and it wound up taking four of them to get him to the ground. Of course they’d laid the boots into him then, wanting to make him regret his choice to fight and bolt.

Scratched, bleeding, bruised and exhausted (maybe a little broken, too), Austin found himself hauled up off the ground with a groan of pain. Someone shackled him, the metal cold and unforgiving and seeming so much heavier after the events of the evening. More dragged than he was walking under his own steam, he wasn’t even sure of the actual process the decision-making took. 

All he knew was that now he was on his knees, steel wrapped around his neck, wrists and ankles, in front of a door that seemed faintly familiar. A chain dangled from the collar, wrapped around the fist of one of his guards, another connected his wrists behind his back and there was just enough chain to shuffle with connecting his ankles. Head hung with exhaustion, he only heard them tell whoever it was that he’d been assigned Austin after his attempt to run, and that he had to be watched closely but it was their choice what they did with him. There were no repercussions for damage done this time. 

Maybe this really was the end. And then he looked up.

@mastermaxbarton

[chimerajake]

The bowling alley. That a Master had actually decided to bring him to the fucking bowling alley was... ridiculous. His hands were bound behind his back and part of the rope was attached to the seat. Some fantastic smelling hot food was right nearby him but he couldn’t reach. That was the most torturous part of this, not being forced to sit and watch a Master bowl. Idly he’d been working his fingers over the ropes, since the man had been foolish enough to leave one within his reach. Actually, as he thought about it, the fact that the place was so garishly loud was also incredibly annoying and he wondered how the hell they could stand it when his muted to only slightly above average hearing was causing him to get a headache.

His hands had only just sprung free from the rope when the lights cut out. As they plunged into darkness, he realised he could hear screaming. Light filtered in for a moment as doors opened and some phones lit up trying to solve confusion. “There’s been an explosion!” Someone yelled.

“Another attack!” Called another and Jake sat where he was placidly for a few beats, the Master who’d rented him getting closer.  “You stay where you are boy and I might come back for you later.” And then he was gone, clearly planning on defending the city. Jake figured it was time to go – or to do something. Maybe he needed to focus on Heather this time and not escape.

Either way, the moment the man was gone, he sprang up and started making his way through the darkness until he collided with a smaller body. Grabbing her by the arms so she didn’t fall, he squinted until he realised he recognised her from the cells. Instantly the protective drive he had kicked in and he found himself doing his best to look her over. “Hey, are you okay? I’m Jake, and it’s gonna be okay. I’ll look out for you.”

@naive-dragon

[bazhart]

Baz really-- didn't fully understand this punishment. Granted, the fact that he was being punished yet again was just... There weren't words. The short time allowed claw marks to turn a deeper shade, bruises to darken. He just knew he was a mess to look at. And the idea of being under some strangers roof, expected to follow their rules? The whole thing had him nervous. But he's too tired to try and rebel now, too sore, too lost.

Things were consistently fucked up, and he has come to the conclusion that he really must bring it on himself. There must be something hardwired in him, that's just inherently wrong. Why else couldn't he get his act together for more than forty-eight damn hours at a time?

He only heaved a great sigh when the guard came to his cell. Threw on an oversized shirt and shuffled out to follow without a word, for once. Kept his hands firmly planted in his pockets and only offered the guard a sarcastic little salute and a light grin, once they're in front of the elders door. "I think I can take it from here, pal. I ain't goin' anywhere but inside once our friend opens the door, yeah?" He casually raps his knuckles against the door in front of him, and sing-songs; falsely cheerful. "Special Delivery~!"

@vixlentdellghts

[nektarianina]

A grocery store seemed like such an odd place to take a slave. Still, she had followed and attempted to contain the urge to roll her eyes and make commentary on the location (and the choice of groceries.) All things considered, she was being rather polite – she did have it in her after all, when she felt like it. They’d walked past a series of tins, the shiniest of which had caught her eye. Nina was still fixated on it when the lights went out and unable to contain the desire, she reached out quick as a flash to swipe the tin from the shelf. It weighed down her pocket but that really didn’t matter. She had her new shiny. 

Suddenly she was aware of voices in the background, chattering over one another, sounding panicked about what was happening. Someone else bumped into her as they ran past with a bundle of items in their arms and Nina let out a tiny growl. This was not what she had anticipated today. Was that the person who had rented her? She turned around to look and bumped right into someone, aware of the sound of something smashing to her left. “Really, I expected it would take far more than this to create this kind of insanity.” She drawled, even though she had just stolen a tin. That was different, though.

@gabriel-crivelli

[wereliz]

Elizabeth was still amazed that behaving had worked out for her, for once. As soon as they had given her the choice, Liz had taken off from the hotel, wanting to roam the streets and scope out the area. The parts of the city she had seen were through car windows while being taken to someone’s home. The little taste of freedom was almost cruel, she felt normal again and knowing that it wouldn’t last hurt to think about. At least the food was good. She had followed her nose to a dumpling store and ordered the biggest plate she could with a large pot of tea and was enjoying herself thoroughly. Noticing another looking at her, she quickly wiped at her mouth with a napkin and smiled almost sheepishly. “God I missed dumplings. Would you like to try some?” she asked, holding her plate up to the other.

[darlingaudreyvamp]

Audrey had walked out to stand on her porch, looking out over the city in horror. She had a good vantage point and it was doubtful that anyone would come too close to her home to fight. The vampire hoped they wouldn’t get that close. She wasn’t interested in killing humans anymore but she certainly couldn’t take a stand. 

“Miss Audrey!” She heard a cry, startled to find a near hysterical slave sprinting towards the home. Quickly she seemed to glide down her front stairs and to the gate to meet them. “Please, I wasn’t trying to escape but I couldn’t stay there–” The slave kept babbling until Audrey reached out and put a hand on their arm. 

“It’s okay darling. You go on inside. Find one of the spare rooms, and take a long bath or shower, then get some rest. You’re safe with me here and I’ll make sure you don’t get in trouble. You ran for safety, that’s different.” The vampire promised, stroking over their cheek before dismissing them inside. 

She took a deep breath even though it was just a facade and she waited, at the gate... to see if there were more.

[tinyceline]

tears streamed down celine’s cheeks as she sat in the corner of her new cell. the surviving guards and some of the masters had rounded the slaves that had stayed or that they caught into new cells. they had been so rough with here even though she never intended to leave her cell. she wasn’t going to try to escape, knowing being just a human would get her killed. she had tried to clean up her skinned knee the best she could, the injury still fresh. she had tucked herself as deep into one of the corners as possible, just wanting to stay out of the way.