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"Umm.... No... Don't even try it..."
"I'm not willing to get another whipping just because you want to talk to me... I'm not allowed to speak with anyone...."
/ Shakes head
/ Hides
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The blood is the life. I remember this starter comment on another one of your beautiful accounts but, I don't remember if I ever commented to that one or not... Eh, yolo! :3
[/ glances over to the hiding girl]
[/ fiddles his gloved fingers over the top of the cane in his hands]
[/ he looked like someone of wealth and a charming darkness]
[/ though, despite that intimidating darkness...]
[/ his face showed something more than that as he looked to the blonde]
[/ so his business partner owned slaves]
[/ it was hypocritical for him to judge]
[/ however, his slaves were purely blood bags]
[/ he could argue they were better treated unless they tempted it his anger]
[/ but, then again, he had good control of those mortals with his mind control]
"It is... admirable that you follow your Master's orders. Not many in your shoes
would be so loyal. Though, I cannot think he would fault you if I wish to speak
with you."
[/ glances over to the hiding girl]
[/ fiddles his gloved fingers over the top of the cane in his hands]
[/ he looked like someone of wealth and a charming darkness]
[/ though, despite that intimidating darkness...]
[/ his face showed something more than that as he looked to the blonde]
[/ so his business partner owned slaves]
[/ it was hypocritical for him to judge]
[/ however, his slaves were purely blood bags]
[/ he could argue they were better treated unless they tempted it his anger]
[/ but, then again, he had good control of those mortals with his mind control]
"It is... admirable that you follow your Master's orders. Not many in your shoes
would be so loyal. Though, I cannot think he would fault you if I wish to speak
with you."
Snowflake. wai.. hello friend! XD( / blink blink )
( / looks down )
( / poor bby is shy )
( / at least, she's respectful )
"Erm.. My Master is possessive of me... He despises it when I speak with others because of that..."
( / this is the Medieval period... Of course, there are servants and slaves working )
"A-Are you here to speak with him?"
( / he looks like an Aristocrat )
( / is he here to speak with her Master? )
The blood is the life. oooooh, medieval changes things then! I will have to re-explain somethings then
so it fits with this reply and makes things less confusing. Pretty much, ignore his mental comment about blood bags and mortal slaves because in this situation, he would have to be hiding what he became not flaunting it around. She would be dealing with the Impaler Prince, not Lord Dracula :3
[/ he was used to shy servants]
[/ he would rather them shy than frightened anyway]
[/ possessive?]
[/ Vlad cannot recall ever being possessive of mere servants]
[/ they live to serve, not exactly much to get possessive about unless they are used for other reasons]
[/ reasons of which Vlad never indulged in unless with his wife]
"I see..."
[/ nods to her question]
"Yes. Prince Vlad Dracul of Romania."
so it fits with this reply and makes things less confusing. Pretty much, ignore his mental comment about blood bags and mortal slaves because in this situation, he would have to be hiding what he became not flaunting it around. She would be dealing with the Impaler Prince, not Lord Dracula :3
[/ he was used to shy servants]
[/ he would rather them shy than frightened anyway]
[/ possessive?]
[/ Vlad cannot recall ever being possessive of mere servants]
[/ they live to serve, not exactly much to get possessive about unless they are used for other reasons]
[/ reasons of which Vlad never indulged in unless with his wife]
"I see..."
[/ nods to her question]
"Yes. Prince Vlad Dracul of Romania."
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It seemed the servant girl was in trouble again for sneaking out from their holder. She was chained down from wrists, ankles, and neck, unknowing what was in store for her. When she felt ice keeping her feet planted so she would not escape, she panicked. (You pick the gender)
Her Master came out, crossing his arms. "What are you doing?" He grumbled, narrowing his eyes at her
She gulped, seeing him. She struggled HARD
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