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[victorhuntthesadisticop]

Start of a Fun week//Scarlett+Victor

Victor was more than excited when he got his approval for his rental and now that he has his own place again he will start using his powers on the slaves. His first victim of course was Scarlett and oh boy does he have plans for her. He got the outfit ready for the girl as Rottie sits next to him looking up with a smile. "Oh I know Rottie boy this will only be the beginning of our fun~ And to get some sweet pay back of her escaping me all those years ago." He luckily had enough money from his police work to buy more things for his dorm for now. He did enjoy the luxury of owning a house thanks to Edmund letting him crash at his 'master's ' place so he may look into getting a home.

There was a knock on the door and he answers it with a big wicked grin on his face. Standing outside his dorm were two guards and Scarlett between them looking extremely upset. "Thank you guards for escorting my slave here I greatly appreciate it." He grabs the girl's hand and pulls her into his dorm closing the door behind him. "Hello there Rascal been a while~" He lifts her hand that he grabbed earlier and kisses the back of it. "We are going to have so much fun this week~" @scarlettxmcknight

[greenyarthistorygirl]

Rental Week//Judy+James

The worst has already happened just as she finally got the courage to ask Orion to be serious with her. When she got the letter of approval, it was a bit shocking to see the simple rules, but the punishment of uploading provocative pictures was a bit alarming for her. "I guess he will have to take me shopping since I lost most of my clothes in the attack...." She mumbles to herself as she gathers her items seeing the guards waiting for her outside the hallway. She texted Orion that she will be rented out for three days and will keep in touch with him since she can still use her phone during the rental. Following the guards to her temporary home she stays quiet through the whole trip until she is up to the door.

Taking a deep breathe she knocks on the door and waits patiently with the guards. The door opens to a handsome man and Judith was taken aback a bit. "Um h-hello sir I am Judith Gilmore-Green and I'll be staying with you for the next three days." She bows her head slightly trying to stay respectful and make a good first impression. @jamesdonovanxlust

[thesingingelfstar]

Asking the Question //Mal+Keith

Malon had conflicting feelings when it came to the new arrangements and new rules. They didn't seem to be too bad but being ranked for being the most submissive bitch and the most sadistic asshole to get benefits seems a bit much. Luckily he hasn't stepped on anyone's toes as of late, so he was cruising along like always. But the thought in his mind kept running with millions of 'what ifs' that shook him to the core. What if there was a master that would rent him and beat the shit out of him? What if someone would rant him out just to get some extra points? The list goes on and on, and he isn't sure what to do.

Though staying at a Master's house during the emergency homing made him realize how much different worlds for slaves that are claimed and those who live in the 'dorms'. The new layout wasn't too horrible since it got an upgrade, but having his own room, his own bathroom, his privacy was like a reminder of what he gave up when he came to this island. Even though he told himself he would never be owned or be someone's 'pet' the idea of a sanctuary was nice and very few Masters he could think of that he would be willing to own him. But there was truly one person he would want to claim him but he wasn't sure how to ask him. Would his boss be conflicted with owning him AND being his boss at the bar? Mal needed to think and the new lounge just opened so that might be a good place for him to think things through.

Heading to the lounge seeing the new set up he went straight to the bar to get a drink and flops on the couch thinking about the possibility of asking Keith if he would claim him. @keith-crane

[winters-lust]

Let's Get Drunk! | Xavier&Winter

Winter held out the glass of scotch for Xavier to take if he wished. She was sure he didn't know that the bottle was a 50 year old Balvenie worth $80,000 dollars, he likely wouldn't care. In fact, there was a good chance he'd turn her town and leave her suite without a word.

Since she'd come out as Celine there always seemed to be a tension between the two. Not just from the lies but from everything else he'd observed of her. Xavier had unwittingly found Winter at several of her worst moments. She wasn't even sure why she'd invited him here while she felt so upset. Perhaps it was because he'd seen her worst and she was feeling it these days. Her mind whorled the lines she'd drawn around herself, her morals, who she thought she was, it was all mixed into a grey mush and she felt more unstable than anything most days.

Today had begun that way but there was a certain submission to that feeling, as if she were giving up to the chaos and seeing a reprieve for the night. The only question, the one she'd posed to Xavier moments before, was whether he would join her in getting drunk and finally relaxing after so long being exhausted.

"So, what will it be?" She rattled the whiskey stones in his glass, ready to take whatever his decision might be.

@xavier-lennon

[fire-starterdylan]

Almost every day for the last week, Dylan's woken up in the guest room with a cat on his bare chest, folded over like a loaf of bread. Since when did animals like Dylan? He never had a pet growing up - his mother was not nearly responsible enough for that - and the feral alley raccoons of Milwaukee didn't count. Secretly, he always wanted a dog, but every living situation he's ever found himself in was an absolute abhorrent situation for an animal - including the cells. Now that he was staying in a house until further notice, he was getting used to it. No sneezing, at least, that was a plus. Dylan had started to grow fond of the cat, though, even if they both kept a cautious distance from each other while they got used to the new arrangement. Carrying her under his arm as he made his way to the kitchen, he gave Dhani a tired smile as he walked in. "I believe this belongs to you," he joked, only using one arm to make himself coffee, as Melora seemed comfortable where she was. @dhanilyman

[eviexstratford]

You're Here.. | Evie&Liam

Evelyn had run out of comfortable positions to sit in. Jason had managed to make her a makeshift sling which helped someone, but did little for the pain. He had tried though and she was grateful of course for that. After he'd left to try and contact Beth again Evie tried to curl into a chair and nap but it wasn't happening. Giving up, she got to her feet with a heavy sigh and wandered the theater aimlessly. Her heart was heavy and full of worry, thoughts of Elijah and Leslie and her other friends that she couldn't find filling her head. Was this how she was going to die? In a place that she wasn't even sure she belonged anymore, away from everyone that she loved? Okay..she really needed to stop thinking this way..

After meandering for who knows long, Evie finally felt herself become exhausted enough to where she felt she may actually be able to sleep. Making her way back into the main theater room, she curled into one of the plush seats, staring listlessly into space. She must have actually drifted off because the next thing she knew, a heavy hand was shaking her good shoulder and a very familiar Irish brogue sounded in her ear.

Pale eyes fluttered open as she stared at Liam in confusion. How was he there? She'd honestly thought he had left the island. Maybe he had, and she was just dreaming.. Smiling sleepily, she lifted a hand to touch his face, fully expecting her hand to touch only air. "Are..you really here?"

@liamoftheirish

[professorxwolf]

Into the Darkness | C&D

"Go! Just bloody go already, I'll be right behind ya" Ciaran growled, giving the person in front of him a gentle but very firm push towards the island clinic. After making sure they were actually going to stay on that path, the wolf turned and searched for anyone else who looked like they needed help. He had been given his own 'instructions' but would be damned if he set a toenail over the library threshhold before making sure that all of his loved ones, as well as anyone else who needed help, was safely in their own shelters. Not an easy task as everything was pure fucking chaos. The Irishman had seen a lot of shit in his days and this was pretty high up on the bloody hell list..

Lifting a hand, Ciaran wiped his brow, the gash or whatever the fuck it was on his upper arm bleeding anew. He easily ignored it though and trudged forward, navy eyes peeled. Suddenly a very very familiar dark-haird blur rushed past him. Crazed, but not fast enough for Ciaran's lupine speed. "Hey! What the fuck do ya think you're doin'? Why aren't ya in your shelter? Hey! Dom!" He turned the obviously highly agitated man towards him, until they were eye to eye. "Dom! It's me, it's Ciaran!"

@institute-domruthingham

[southernxwolf]

Lockdown | Q&X

"Okay Fontenot, deep breath. You can do this. It's not like you've never been without your ring before. Just focus, breathe.. Or just breathe, whatever it takes.." Since focusing was apparently out of the question in that moment Qhuinn gave the whole breathing thing a shot. And honestly it didn't go so well either. She knew it was to be expected but still..she had to get her shit together. Yes she was separated from Quinten but she was on her home turf. The clinic. Where she was needed and could actually be useful. And if this blood would just stop running into her eyes she'd be as good as good was gonna get...

Hearing footsteps, the wolf took a wobbly turn, gray eyes flaring when she saw who it was. "Thank god.." Stubling forward, Qhuinn flung herself at Xavier, leaving a bloody streak across his shirt. "I'll be Nurse Qhuinn in a sec, promise. Right now I just need you to keep me from falling over okay?" She mumbled, eyes squeezing shut as a fresh wave of the emotions of the entire island, it seemed, washed over her.

@xavier-lennon