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 Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 10:48 pm
 Sason chuckled at the comment on his drinking habits "it's how I start every morning" he said cleaning g off his plate and setting the half empty bottle within reach of her good hand "you're welcome to the rest of that if you wish, I'm gunna go for a walk" he said softly before leaving the room and grabbing his mp3 player off a table by the door and walking out the door for his walk. Even with his outside his ward he can still tell when people pass through. Sason spent his time walking as a chance to train his endurance with his magic by cloaking himself in his armor of flames for his run. The full body use of flames was taxing on his body but he had to keep it up for his jog. After about an hour of constant flame use and jogging he panted as he entered the door, soaked with sweat. "Dear god that's exhausting, can someone get me a towel please?" He called to anyone in particular and thanked the maid that came by with a clean towel that Sason used to wipe his face and hair
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 11:14 pm
Not responding as he left, she didn't reach for the bottle till he was gone. "Don't mind if I do." Came the mutter as she refilled her glass and took a long sip. Aurora set the glass down to find the chef looking at her, a question in his eyes. "What ever you're wondering you might as well ask, because you won't be able to figure it out just by looking at me."
"Sorry it's just..." He paused, and in the time it took him to start back up again, Aurora reached for her toast and took another bite. "I guess I don't understand why you want to leave."
"Really? I'd think that would be quite obvious. Some of us, and by us I mean me, don't exactly get paid to be here."
"But has it been so bad? Bad enough to want to run away?"
Aurora paused with the glass of wine, before completing the distance for another drink. "Listen, it's always good at the beginning, and then it isn't. Besides," She pointed to her neck where the collar still lie, "It's hard to enjoy much of anything when you're in a place where you are still a slave. At the end of the day you get to leave. At the end of that same day I still live in a cage. It doesn't really matter how big it is, or how it looks, or what kind of toys it's filled with...it's still a cage."
They talked a little more while Aurora finished her food and the rest of the wine. Then she got up and walked around the house a little bit more before ending back up in her room and in the window seat with a book. It was warm again outside, which kept her from wanting to go out. The rain, now that was more her kind of weather. Storm clouds, thunder, and the wonderful downpour of water.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 11:29 pm
Sason over heard her conversation with the chef and sighed "so that's it" he said to himself as he went to go change again before talking with Aurora about an idea he had. Another person over heard her conversation, the lovely Ophelia. Instead of leaving it alone like anyone else would have, Ophelia decides to stir up trouble and possibly chase Aurora off. Walking into the room where she was reading, Ophelia starts her rant "How dare you discard masters kindness like that?! The master is kind and generous and it's wasted on vermin like you! I think you should run away, just leave and screw a bear for all I care, after all its all a slave like you is good for!!!" Unfortunately Sason was right behind ophelia. Sason had decided to shower before changing. A few minutes later he walked out of his room in a black t shirt and slacks. He heard Ophelia voice directed and who he can only guess was Aurora. After hearing Ophelia s insults Sason placed his hand on the girls shoulder "get out" he said coldly which got a panicked " m m m master?! I I its not what I it l l looks like I swear" from Ophelia . Sason didn't even bat an eyelash "get out and never come back" he said, forcibly moving Ophelia and giving her a nudge down the hall towards the front door. Sighing he leaned against the frame "I'm so sorry, not at all what I was hoping to come here to" he said softly
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 11:48 pm
Turning the page brought in an unwelcome guest to her room. Looking up at the maid, Aurora lowered the book to her lap, not making any motion to bookmark the page or rise from her seat. But she did wonder if she turned the page back if the maid would leave. Of course, that had no correlation with the other woman's arrival, but she could hope. "Yes?" Aurora questioned, which brought on the onslaught.
"Screw a bear? Do you even hear yourself when you speak?" It was a little hard to believe that was the best the girl had, and she looked back out the window to show the deluded maid she was done speaking to her. Aurora didn't have to stand for this, not from a maid, even if in social standing it all still meant that she herself were at the bottom of the totem pole. Both women were surprised by the masters entrance and cold words. The maid tried to save herself, to no avail of course, as he stood by what he said and removed her from Aurora's room.
Next came an apology, and now she bookmarked the page with a stray piece of paper and let it fall back to her lap. "What is it you were hoping to come to? Were you hoping to come find a happy little slave, who was ready to apologize for last night? Or that I'd had time to think, and come around to the idea of staying here? She didn't say anything I haven't heard before...actually, she said a few things I haven't head before, but that's because they were poorly worded."
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 12:01 am
Sason shook his head and held up a key, it was the key to the lock on her collar. As a master he had the right to put on and take off the collar of a slave as he saw fit "I couldn't help but over hear you as you were talking to the chef, and you're right. It isn't fair they get to come and go but you're stuck here. So I hope I'm not stepping on any toes when I make this offer; I'll take off that eye sore of a collar you have on if you consider staying. You'll have the choice to do what you will, not like you didn't kind of have that here already. Also shops can't take you back if I'm the one who removed your collar" he said softly making an honest effort to try and get on her good side, if for no other reason than to make up for being a bit of an a** yesterday. Despite offering her freedom he adds "course if you do try to run for good, I'll still come after you if for no other reason than to try and get you to come back" he says with a smile, after all, the run last night was alot of fun in his mind. He sets the key down on a table and backs up "think about it if you want, I'll be in my library when you decide. I'm sure you know where that is" he says with a knowing smirk, it was obvious he knew she had pinched some of his books and all he could do about it was laugh
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 1:19 pm
He had a key in hand, not that she had any idea what it was for, but he made quick work on explaining just that. Aurora hadn't thought anyone would have heard her conversation with the chef, but apparently the walls had more ears than she initially expected. Fairness was not a concept she knew much of, and Aurora had settled with that long ago. Consider staying and no more collar, then what would that mean? What would it make her? At least with the title of slave she knew what it meant, what her role was supposed to be. Though she had never done that great of a job at being a slave either.
Aurora wasn't quite sure he was right on the shops though. She could just as easily be sold back into the market without her collar, though the point might have been that he wasn't going to be the one to do it. How could he be doing all of this to get her to drop her guard? Everything that had happened up to now, what he let her get away with, and the worst thing that had come with it was being locked in a room for a few hours. The last statement made her wonder though, what it was he'd do to 'try' getting her to come back. There was a lot of things a person could do, which could mean this was only a limited sense of freedom, although it would be more than what she had, and getting the damn collar off would be nice.
With the clink on the table of the key, Aurora couldn't find her voice as he backed up and left her to look at the book in her hands, evidence that she did know exactly where the library was. Standing after he was gone and grabbing the key, Aurora examined it. Would it even be the right key? Sitting on the bed for a moment, she then flopped backwards, clutching the key in her left hand. What was he offering her, and why? Never before had Aurora been so confused by the actions of a master. She stayed in her room for a while, considering it all, lying there on the bed, sometimes lifting up the key to take a look at it, as though it might hold the answers to her questions.
Finally she sat up and found the lock on her collar. Getting the key in took a few tries, but it finally slipped past the small gears and with a slow twist of the wrist came undone. Letting it fall to her lap Aurora felt her neck, free of the leather, for the first time in a long time. Now it was time to get some answers. On her feet and out the door she pushed open the door to the library and found her master inside. Walking straight toward him she stopped a few feet away and spoke, "So what now? You didn't do this with the other slaves...not that I could see. If I'm not your slave what does that make me?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 2:28 pm
Sason smiled seeing her collar gone and the fact she trusted him that it was the right key. "Well first how about friends? I've never had a single person make me question what I'm doing more than you have so far. Besides I still want to know what makes you tick and I figured getting rid of that collar might be a good first step. Also I have done it with a few, the ones who like you haven't lost themselves as a slave. They remained stubborn and strong willed until they weren't fit as slaves anymore. You're the first however to see me after removing your collar, most took off and ran" he said closing the book he heald and walked over to the book shelf to return it. After he turned to look her in the eye "besides, if I ever even want to think of you warming my bed, as a slave I have no chance" he chuckled before adding "in all seriousness, if anything I want you to feel welcomed here, or as much as you can" he said with a soft smile. Sason had actually been thinking about doing this since before her escape attempt, which is mostly why the punishment was so lax as opposed to what he would have done to a run away. He hated his trust being thrown aside like that and didn't take kindly to that kind of offense. He wasn't the type to punish for petty things like messing up on a job or breaking something, but betraying the trust and kindest he shows goes without mercy. That is unless he has chosen to let it slide once or twice. With that he adds while walking around the room to look for something new to read "I'm willing to grant you your freedom and even give you some money of your own to enjoy, I just ask for your continued company and possible help with the project I had told you about earlier. Heck maybe in the process you'll see the true might of the demon king" he says with a smirk "just try not to fall in love with me afterwards" he adds with a laugh, mainly trying to have a little fun in the thought
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 3:15 pm
"Friends? We're kind of more like acquaintances at the moment. And if that's the case then you should stop doing questionable things." It was interesting to hear that most took off at a run, although there would be the question on whether or not he removed their collars after one botched escape or not. He even prefaced that if she ran he would follow, so what would have been her motivation to go? Besides this, his fascination on what made her tick was a little strange. How he believed he would figure that out she wasn't sure, but he could try as he might, she didn't think much would come from it. Aurora didn't talk much about her past anyway.
Shaking her head as he brought up the notion of sex she sighed, "Yes...that would be a good reason to do anything." 'Boys...always thinking with the wrong head.' Aurora still wasn't sure they were talking about the same kind of freedom, this felt more like freedom with some strings attached. The money she didn't care about either, after all, what was she supposed to do with money? She simply had no need for the stuff. But if he thought of here helping with the whole touching of the magic conductor blade thing, then he needed to know a little more on how her powers worked. If his brother was anywhere close to his age, things would be harder yet.
But first she needed to say something else, "Love is an foolish notion made up for kids and fairytales. I am neither a kid, nor believe myself to be in a fairytale, so I think we can be safe in assuming there is nothing to worry about there." Aurora moved to one of the bookshelves herself, running a finger across the spines of the books. "And before you make me some integral part of your plan it would be best to tell you that I don't control what I see. Sometimes I can control when I see it, or rather I can block it out, but it's not like I command an object to show me certain things. An object handled by a singular person is a connection to them, but will never hold as strong of a current as the person itself. A sword, which I'm sure he holds most of the time in battle will be twisted toward those feelings and memories and sights. Equally, each person he has fought who's flesh was run through by the blade will have left a part of themselves on it. The longer an object is in use, the more it holds. Even if I do get ahold of the sword there is no guarantee that in a single hold I will find anything of use to your cause."
This was not Aurora saying that she would help, and there was so much more to her powers than just this. He did not think she would be harmed by the power of the sword in picking it up, but she could be harmed in a way by what she found there. That was hard to explain, and so she didn't bother with it. It rarely happened, and was never really a worry in other situations. Still, the fact of the matter was, she could come away knowing more about his brother, but have nothing in the way of 'turning off' the sword.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 4:14 pm
Sason sighed and shrugged "I kind of figured as much, tho honestly at this point anything would help. I'm tired of that basted thinking he can waltz in here and act like he rules the place. His pride makes him think others are beneath him and should worship him. I just want to prove that there is always someone better, and that the lives lost in this house because of him will have their price to pay" he said coldly. He's lost hundreds of slaves, staff, and lovers to his brothers thoughtless slaughter, all to try and drag sason back to the demon world. He believes that by ridding him of what he cares about, hell have nothing to stay for. "That monster needs to pay, if for no other reason than to stop another person I care about being murdered before my eyes for some bull s**t war he's planning!!!" He shouts, slamming a fist onto a table and splitting it in two, at the same time tears start to fall from his cheeks. Without lifting his head he speaks in soft yet wanting voice "any help you can offer just might save the lives of everyone here ajd countless to come" he says before walking back to his chair and collapsing in it. He hadn't expecting his emotions to take so much out of him, not physically but mentally he was exhausted and needed rest, but needed to deal with this matter first. After a few minutes he looked up at her "once again I don't expect an answer now. You are welcome to do as you please here, if you need anything at all. New books, clothes, creature comforts, anything, let me know and well get it. You are welcome to any resource in the estate, and as long as they don't get wrecked, that includes my cars" he says softly, proving he means what he said about offering her as much freedom he can give her
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 4:58 pm
His voice picked up in anger and level of loudness, until it all came to a crash by way of the table. Aurora let herself take a long blink after the sound. It was as much of a flinch that one would could get out of her without first enticing more fear. With a breath she opened her eyes once more to find tears in his. Not exactly a person who knew how to comfort others all that well, she let him plop down into the chair on his own. Turning around she leaned against the shelf and let him keep speaking. When he came to a pause, she put in, "Things are worse then you initially let on."
His words seemed truthful, and she couldn't deny that. Aurora had been lied to enough to know when fibs were being tossed her way. But it didn't limit her skepticism on her freedom. As he offered up his cars as a resource at her disposal Aurora turned away to hide a smile. Though the topic of conversation had changed, it didn't seem fitting to be laughing after the air had been filled with tension. Biting her lip she looked back to the ground, "Well, cars really won't do me much good, seeing as I can't drive." Aurora had been behind the wheel of a car but a handful of times in life, it wasn't exactly smart to give a consistent runaway a vehicle. Besides that her masters either had someone to drive them around or were the only ones to drive their cars in the first place. And that was even if she ever really got out of the house anyway.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 5:17 pm
Sason looked up and chuckled, immediately lifting the mood in the room "well I could teach you on one condition, maybe two. First is you don't steal 'em and the second is try to keep the escape attempts at a minimum alright? I'd hate for the only person I've taught to drive in a couple decades to be the one to use my car to run away" he teased standing up and stretching, hoping to leave his little blow up behind him for now. Right now he needed a pick me up of some kind. Before he walked to the door he stopped and looked at Aurora "you know what my biggest wonder about you is? My incubus aura has been on near full blast lately and yet your completely in your own mind still, how is that?" He asks out of genuine confusion. Sason hadn't intended for his incubus powers to be in effect but he just realized they were. Her still being herself and not a sex crazed woman desperate for some alone time with him was a massive surprise to him. He had never had anyone resist his incubus much at all, let alone completely ignore it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 6:31 pm
"You realize that is probably the very reason why I don't know how to drive right? If nobody teaches me, I have one less option when it come to getting away." Making no promises either way Aurora lifted off the shelf and ran her good hand through her hair, ruffling it a little bit. Stopping as he did Aurora shrugged when he asked about his biggest wonder. "Is that what that is? I thought you were in heat or something." Since she didn't know how it was supposed to feel, Aurora couldn't really say why she didn't feel that way. But perhaps that was the reasoning behind the maids madness.
"I mean I don't know. There could probably be a few explanations, one of them being I'm not in want of sex as the moment." 'I wonder if any of those trials that one master ran could have left any lingering affect such as this. God I hope things don't change on my human day, that would just be lovely. Waking up to the relentless want to seduce him. Damnit...and that day is coming soon.' "Is it that odd that there is someone out there who can withstand your aura?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 7:30 pm
He shrugs "for me it is, I've never had anyone resist it, especially for this long. And you seem like you won't give in any time soon" he says scratching his head "I'm not complaining I just find it unusual" he says walking to the door. He decided he wanted to get some more training in today so he made his way back to his targets in the yard. This time he was fully recharged and decided to let loose, firing off larger and faster shots each landing dead center and with enough force to dent a few of them. He had certainly improved in his short time ajd was rapidly regaining his true strengtg once more. Each shot made the fire in his eyes burn brighter
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 8:53 pm
It was probably a little odd that she was immune. Which would give his whole attitude of getting her into bed a bit more understanding if it happened with just about anyone. Wouldn't that get tiring though? Constantly fighting off people who only wanted you because of some powerful hormones you secreted that turned people to jelly. Aurora wondered just what it was that these women felt who were drawn in by this, and how it factored into the day to day interactions with his female staff.
When she realized he was headed outside, Aurora followed, but didn't stay close. She walked along by the trees that rounded the yard, enjoying their shade from the annoying sun. The light that made it through the leaves and branches played across the ground in strange shapes. As he was relentless in the training, her stroll took her back inside and to the kitchen. This whole having nothing to really do thing was not going to sit well with her. Aurora was used to doing chores, to filling her time with things other than reading and leisurely walks. While they were nice, she needed something to busy herself. As no one was inside Aurora started opening and closing cabinets looking for what she needed, apparently making enough noise to bring in the chef.
"Looking for something in particular?" He asked, ready to help if need be. "Can I get you something?"
"Uh...I was gonna make some cookies. He didn't give me anything to do and I'm kinda bored."
"Well we should be able to fix that. What kind of cookies do you want to make?" Aurora shrugged in answer, "You can't do much without first deciding that."
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 9:30 pm
A maid walked in with an empty bucket that she was filling with water to mop the floors in one of the room. As she did so, her wrists revealed bracelets made of onyx, as well as a necklace that matched. In fact, all of the female staff wore this type of jewelery, all made from the deep black stone. Over the years sason had found that onyx had a peculiar property of dampening demonic power, while at the same time shielding those who wear from outside demonic influence. After realizing this he bagan to make jewelery made out of the stuff to give to the females he worked with. He never had the time to give it to his slaves because they were already mad with lust after having their minds broken by previous master, that and he bought those kinds of slaves specifically for relief, he didn't do it often tho. After a good half an hour of training, Sason walked back inside. He happened to see Aurora and the chef in the kitchen "having a party without me, I'm hurt" he teased, being in much higher spirits then he has in the past couple days. The chef chuckled and said "me and Aurora were just thinking of making cookies but can't decide on what kind" Sason immediately piped up with "peanut butter cookies, it's been decided go go go" he said impatiently as he took up a stool on the other side of the counter that separated the main dining room from the access of the kitchen.
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