Saphira's Manor

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Mar Garentil

Mar laughs at Saphira's frustration. "Pardon me mistress, I did not mean to insult you." He says, covering a hand with his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter. Mar walks behind Saphira and runs the hair through his hands to straighten her hair. "Mistress Saphira, you needn't fuss so much over your delicate hair, it looks lovely in any way shape and form." He says praisingly, still sweeping each strand through the air.  

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Saphira huffed as she met his eyes in the mirror. "Mortal or vampire, my hair has always been this mess." She gave a small smile as he fiddled with her hair. "You really are too good a boy." She turned around and mussed with his hair before calling "Sigg! Ready the car for me, Darling? Mar and I plan to have a wonderful night dancing."

 

[the speaker of truth]

Mar Garentil

Mar smiles brightly as Saphira compliments him. His smile stayed until she said but a single word. "D-D-Dance?!" Mar exclaims loudly. "M-mistress! You should have told me we were going to dance! I can't dance a single....well....bit? I don't know, but I cant dance!" He stammers, trying to string his thoughts out into words.

Mar had never set foot on a dancefloor, except when a previous master had ordered him to clean and polish one. Regardless, the closest experience he ever had was watching former masters dance and regal events, where he would be the servant handing out food, refilling champagne, and taking orders.  

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Saphira waved off his protest with a simple wave of her hand as she grabbed his and led him from her room. "Oh, don't be rediculous. You'll do just fine, I can tell you that. You'll have me for... Well, most of the night." She led him downstairs to the foyer, where Sigg was waiting with her parasol. "Sigg. Darling. Don't you think Mar sweetie will do just fine in the club with me?" Sigg gave Mar a sideways glance before nodding with a bow and opening the door up for them. "I thought so."

 

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Mar Garentil

Mar tries to smile, but his face is riddled with uncertainty. "I-i-if the mistress thinks so...." Mar mutters, his self confidence waning with each step. The night's dark and familiar sky was dotted with shimmering stars. Mar looked to the sky as the cool night air swirled around him. "Oh! Stars! How pretty....They sparkle like diamonds." Mar says, losing himself in the galaxies above.  

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Saphira nodded as she made her way to her car. "They really are, are they not? Ah! Maybe I could add a gazeebo to the gardens and we could dance there at night!" She giggled as she opened the door and slid inside. "Oh, don't panic. I promise you that, after tonight, you shall always know how to dance with a woman or dance with yourself." She laid the parasol across her lap and patted the empty space beside her. "Come on, Mar. We're burning moonlight." Her fangs briefly flashed as she smiled before she cuvered her mouth with her hand in a shy manner.

 

[the speaker of truth]

Mar Garentil

Mar's worried expression turns to a coy smile as he sits down inside next to Saphira. "Ok mistress Saphira...I'll do my best." Even as Mar sat next to his mistress, he still felt unsure about dancing. He didn't want to embarrass his mistress in public, and didn't want to embarrass himself.  

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Saphira patted his leg, feeling his unease come off of him in waves. "You worry too often, dear Mar. Just breathe, relax, and have fun even if you do mess up." She patted the back of the driver's chair just as Sigg came around to sit there. "Great timing, darling. He and I are ready to now." She smiled as he nodded and buckled, the car slowly pulling off from the driveway.




(( On to the club! ))  

[the speaker of truth]

Mar Garentil

Mar walks into the house, giving a thankful nod to the ever silent Sigg. He walks to the bathtub and fills it with water adding the rose-vanilla scents his mistress requested, walks to his room closing the door behind him, walks to his bed, and lies down on his bed silently. 'I'm sorry....' He thinks before his eyes close and he passes into the subconscious.  

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Saphira was home before the sun was fully up, but she still felt its draining effects. She huffed at the quiet of her house, already working to unzip her dress. "Mar sweetie" she called sweetly as she ascended the stairs, still tugging at her clothes. "Maarrr...." She stopped in front of his door and gently knocked on the closed door. She opened and peeked in, seeing that he was fast asleep. With a big smile she removed his shoes and loosened his shirt, then tucked him snugly into bed. She left, closing his dor, and made her way to the bath that she knew was waiting for her.

 

[the speaker of truth]

Mar Garentil

As Saphira wraps the blanket around his body, he curls protectively and rolls himself to face the opposite way. He murmurs slightly in his sleep and falls quiet again, his breathing back to a slow and stead pace. In his mind, he walked through his past. Things seemed to blur together into a strange harmony of his recollections. The bad, the painful, the rare good time he had, everything swirled to a bizarre haze. Mar was uncomfortable with this feeling. He called out the only name he knew by heart. "S...Seline." He says quietly at first. "Seline!" He repeats louder this time, as if on the verge of crying. Mar's shout was like that of a child calling for his mother, for protection. He curled tighter in his sleep, almost in a sphere on the bed.  

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Saphira eased into her bath, moaning as the water warmed her skin. "Mar, you good, good boy." She lathered her rag and hummed as she washed herself, her body relaxing more and more as she sat. "Seline" she heard clearly through the walls. "Seline!" Mar's voice became more and more frantic and Saphira couldn't help but freak out herself. She jumped out of her tub and hurriedly wrapped a towel around herself, padding quickly to Mar's room. "Mar, sweetie" she tried to coo at him gently. She ran a wet hand down the side of his face. "Mar, wake up."

 

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Mar Garentil

Mar was shivering in his sleep, being assaulted by some unknown unidentifiable creature. Saphira's wet hand made his eyelids snap open. In fright, Mar lashed out screaming wildly and struck Saphira before Mar instinctively curled into a tight defensive ball. Still shaking, Mar didn't realize what he had done, or that his mistress was even in the room. Memories of joy and anguish were racing through his head, and Mar couldn't handle such a wave over him.  

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Saphira's hand flew to her cheek where Mar had struck her face, her fangs slipping out as she gave an audible hiss. It was only an accident... He did it in fear of his dreams.... He didn't know he hit you.... she repeated to herself as she slowly calmed down, staring at Mar's shivering form. "Mar sweetie." She struggled to sound gentle and calm, her fangs still very visible. "Wake up for me, little dear. I promise you that you are unharmed and very save with me."

 

[the speaker of truth]

Mar Garentil

Mar heard Saphira's voice and stiffened instantly. His left hand hurt for some reason, and he didn't recall punching anything. Turning slightly to look at his mistress, Mar sees a darkened spot on Saphira's cheek, her fangs poking out slightly. His gut reaction spurred inside himself as he balled up again, covering his face and body as much as possible. "I'm sorry mistress Saphira, please don't hurt me!" He shouts apologetically. Mar had committed one of the ultimate crimes as a slave. Raising a hand against one's owner would almost certainly result in discipline, selling, or even death.