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Great Escape // Wade & Dallas

The basement was becoming one of Dallas’ favorite places to be in Sinsation Haven. No, he didn’t like seeing people locked up, but he loved the choices he was given. There were so many people that he wanted to experience fully. He hadn’t made a choice if he wanted to claim someone and who. He wanted to get to know as many slaves as he could before he decided his pet. Not only that, but he wanted to see just how good the people he’d been with were.

He sauntered through the hall, more confident than he had been the other times he’d explored the deep line of cells. No one was really jumping out to him at that time. That was until he heard banging against the metal bars from one of the cells down a few from where he stood. Curiously, he walked down to address whoever was struggling with the lock. “You know you can’t get it open,” he pointed out almost cruelly. “It’s sealed.”

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Any night of the week could easily be the night for a party but there were rarely any unless it was one of the spur of the moment type of things. But this friday night, there was a party and Zeke intended to go and possibly bring a guest. He put on a pair of skinny jeans, a baseball shirt and his favourite black leather jacket, then grabbed his keys and walked out the front door knowing his parents wouldn't call out for him to know when he'd be back or even if he had intentions of coming back. The boy drove down the familiar street he'd walked down with Lyla just a few nights ago and reminisced about it. The two had been getting closer ever since that day, Zeke adhered Lyla's warning and didn't want her to think he wouldn't be keeping her around. The brunet knew in his years of experience not to park close by, so he parked about a block away and made his way to the house with a few lights still on. After hoping the fence, he picked up a few rocks in her yard, though it was pretty hard now that the city had grown quite dark. He looked up to the house looking into the window's to see if he could figure out which one was hers. He soon found a room that reflected yellow, which he assumed would be the girls room and began throwing pebbles to get her attention before he got her father's attention first. "Lyla!" He shouted after he ran out of pebbles.

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Old mates know better || Donovan & Fabrizzio

Casi presuroso, salió a volver a ver a uno de sus más entrañables amigos. No es que fuera por querer acosarlo, ni por incomodarlo, pero sinceramente sentía la necesidad de comentarle lo que había pasado durante su corta ausencia. Es que, no había nadie más que pudiera comprenderle mejor, sobre todo, cuando lo conocía y podía leerlo cual libro abierto. Donovan sin duda era la persona indicada con la cual descargarse.

Llegó al Edificio Oro, donde el guardia del mismo pidió la identificación del alumno, y que anunciara quién lo había invitado. Como no tenía más pruebas, sacó su móvil y presentó el tuit del Emperador para que le autoricen la entrada, y le permitieron el paso. Caminó, conociendo el camino, casi sin desviarse. Estaba seguro de que casi entraba a una de las ahora vacías habitaciones que pertenecían a los antiguos alumnos del Consejo. Tocó un par de veces la puerta, con detalles dorados, para llamar a su amigo. -- ¿Donovan? --