#plot: black rose

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Part 1

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Reposting the first two pages + pages 3-5, the other pages will be posted together when they're finished

Part 2

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arjana and her 'bosses'

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Warran's lusus doesn't like anyone or anything, Warran himself included. This is completely unprecedented.

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So take what you want, take what you can Take what you please, don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness, never permission

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Arjana stepped into the parlor, finding an all-too-familiar scene before her. She was expecting it, having been for sale for a few perigees now. And, after her little incident with the toxic alien plant Tevval had gotten, he'd been rather short with her.

There stood her current "boss", her master more accurately, and a stranger who looked her over with a critical eye as she entered. Arjana considered intentionally tripping over her feet, but Tevval would likely accuse her of trying to sabotage the sale.

The stranger was a towering subjuggulator with a scowl on his face. Arjana bowed politely to both of them as Tevval introduced the stranger:

"Jana, this is Warran. We were jus' finalizin' the details, you'll be with him from now on."

That was fast. Normally it took at least a few nights to 'finalize the details' and whatnot.

"Pleasure to meet you, sir." Arjana said, and Warran gave a contemptuous snort.

"Fuckin' none of that 'sir' shit, you call me by my motherfuckin' name."

"Yes, Warran." Arjana corrected herself, looking up at him, which only seemed to make his scowl deepen. Arjana dropped her gaze to the ground in front of him and clasped her hands together as though to make herself a bit smaller.

Warran turned his attention back to Tevval. "Well, you got the cash. I'm headin' out."

"Gotcha, thanks for your business." Tevval replied smoothly, and Warran stepped forward, grabbing Arjana by the upper arm.

"C'mon, you."

Up close, Arjana could smell alcohol on his breath. Ah. Tevval was taking advantage of him- This subjuggulator probably paid whatever price he asked for, no haggling required.

He began dragging her to the door so harshly that she stumbled even though she tried to move willingly. She threw a bewildered look over her shoulder at Tevval, wondering about her belongings- At least a change of clothes- But Warran apparently did not appreciate this. He jerked her closer to him, causing her to fall against his chest.

"You fuckin' look at me, bitch. Look at fuckin' anyone else and I'll pop those pretty 'lil eyes outta your head."

Arjana looked up at him, daring to just barely push off his chest so she could get her feet under her. She swallowed hard, and Warran smirked.

"Yeah, jus' like that."