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Turning around Crow faced him as her eyes remained closed. She ran her hands through her hair rinsing it free of the shampoo that filled the air with a rich jasmine scent. Her milky white skin shined in the light of the candles creating a silver sheen. She smiled then opened her glowing red eyes.

"Hello Beloved."

In silence and in flame, Crimson appeared, kneeling infront of the loyal pet that had once saved her life. She held a large lather coat in her hands, her favourite, one which was long enough to be wrapped around much like a blanket. Holding it out, she offered it to the slave with a shaking hand, struggling to hold the weight.
Crimson wore a tight slinglet today, along with her usual leather belts. She had guns, desert eagles, but not the customed ones for Seisuke still had them. The upper of her right arm was bleeding as was the lower of her stomach, all from bullet wounds - Silver bullets. But with a mask of kindness, Crimson smiled warmly to the slave as she offered her coat. She needed to make up for him saving her life.

He nodded as she spoke to him, letting his eyes wander once more, before grinning slightly at her last comment. "Well, it's only natural, Crow. You are quite popular around here..." He slowly shook his head at the thought, before turning to examine who had now entered the dungeon.

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The pet shivers lightly and slowly reaches his arm out to take the coat, his hand taking it from her gently before bringing it to himself, wrapping it around his shivering body. "Th-thank you..." He looks up to her and smiles, his face looking up to her arm concerned, smelling blood before his eyes lock onto her upper-arm, not noticing her stomache wound yet. "Y-your hurt! L-let me help... " He smiles softly and leans foreward, his hand reaching to her upper arm but only making it halfway, the chains preventing him from going further. "I-im sorry... "

Forcing her eyes open, Crimson looked over the slave to his chains, tilting her head back slightly as she did so. She felt an urge comming on. The urge to rip the slaves chains, lets him wonder, stretch, or something like that but she wasn't too sure if Crow would be most impressed.
"It's alright..." She spoke, her voice low in hope the others will not hear. She slowly stepped forward, dropping two fingers on the chins as she brushed her hands along them. She was so tempted.

Crimson's head suddenly jerked as she heard Crow raising her voice. Quickly, possibly too quickly, Crimson jumped infront of the slave, sheilding him from Crow slightly.
"No! He didn't!" Again Crimson felt dizzy by the sudden movement. She stood froozen for a moment, her eyes closed as she waited for her balance to return.
Letting out a slow sigh, Crimson slowly opened her eyes. Glancing over towards the man who had been in the bath room with Crow before looking back to the tall woman.

Still wet from the bath, she knew she couldn't manage Crim on her own. She looked at her pet and whispered softly towards him. Shadowed fingers travled along the chains, creeping into the locks and picking the manacles free.

"Zyler, carry her to the table then fetch some wet rags, warm wet rags and some dry towels."

His face suddenly brightens as the manacles become unlocked, allowing him to quickly pull his hands free of them. The pet jumps to his feet, his muscles shooting pain through his body from not being able to move freely for so long, almost making him collapse onto the wall. The pain slowly fades from his body as he moves towards crimson, picking her up in his arms to take her to the table, gently laying her down before rushing into the bathroom, comming out a few moments later carrying the rags and dry towels, placing them beside Crimson on the table, looking extreemly concerned for her.