Jul 30, 2015
>Pick Up
jadedslave
It had been a while since the mostly bitter Blueblood had actually gone to get his slave. One cycle he was too injured to kick down a door when she wouldn’t come, the next they came on their own, after that he had to play a stupid riddle game. It was annoying. Kicking down doors was simpler. This one seemed like she’d come on her own if he asked, yes, but, had to make sure he’s not getting rusty. With nothing more than a token message of ‘I’m coming, be ready’ Darkleer set off to pick up the Dolorosa, grumbling about ‘the good old days, when you could kick a slave’s door in and it was accepted.’ He missed those days.
Part of him hoped she’d mouth off right when he got her so he’d have an excuse for doorkicking.
