Tall Orders (Bro and Dolorosa)
The sudden sound of metal fists slamming against the door of her cramped quarters to take her to her master was something Videmi felt she’d never come to appreciate. Neither was the guard bots’ stern, unfeeling presence as they marched behind her, escorting her through the halls of the slavehold. She understood the added precautions, of course- she’d put up quite a fight in her capture, so they’d want to be careful. Nevertheless, she didn’t have any intentions of causing trouble this go-round. She’d be as well-behaved as she could be for whoever her master was.
She hadn’t really been paying attention to where they were going along the way, but it didn’t seem to take very long before they arrived. She wondered silently to herself who would have been the first to rent her, while the bots not-so-silently knocked on the door to gain the attention of whoever lived there. Surely they couldn’t be worse than Tomori supposedly was...


















