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Back at the manor, the two were greeted by the few trusted servants that worked at the manor and the Duke's personal favorite companion. His fluffy black Pomeranian ran up to them, licking the male's shoe before he bounced on his hind legs to express his happiness. Ren was still not used to the red head with his master, but he didn't smell any threat from her like he used to with his master's lover. He wouldn't usually go close to her besides accepting the occasional showed by patting his skull.
"Hello little buddy, did you miss me?" he would say, a smile crawling on his face as his being seemed at peace while he slipped the gloves off so he could use his bare hands to touch the little mutt.
Without him having to break his attention off his special little friend, the maids untied the woman from the leash and collar she was wearing, noticing a little redness from the yanking and tugging he did during their walk. They got washrags as well to clean up her blood, prepared well in advance. "Clean her up and bring her in to the room, we'll have to leach it out. Oh! And discard those gloves carefully, make sure they are burnt to ashes and discarded with by proper protocol." he would state to the women as he picked up his fluffy friend and headed away, seeming like an entirely different person from who just ordered them around while he was with his mutt. He seemed happy, like a child with his new puppy friend and this wasn't new, yet something no one dared to comment upon.

Back at the room, his study or laboratory, his coat was lying on the chair like it usually did. His sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing the forbidden symbol that characterised his allegence to the dark side and his black gloves replaced with new ones to avoid contamination with the things he was going to touch. On the table lied a few books, open and a few pages bookmarked at various places with the vial containing the sample right next to it. He was pacing back and forth with his face buried nose deep into a book while he allowed the red haired woman to take her time and lay down on his study bed. According to Keiron's leach therapy methods, he required for her to have most of her body exposed to him, allowing her the grace of using a flimsy sheet to cover her privates if she didn't feel too comfortable.

Placing the book aside, he looked back at the woman and picked up the jar of leaches and the sterile tweezers he would be using to pick them up, walking over and placing one, two, three..on her sternum as it was right over her heart so it would aid in relieving her system of blood quicker. He seemed to be taking his time though, placing them one by one and watching them worm around her pale skin before latching on. "Was your master right though? Do you consider me an artist?" he asked her, seeming to be pondering over what she said about her prevous master. "How well do you think he knew me? And what exactly did he know?" he added as he placed some more, seeming like he was forming a pattern on her skin now, from what it looked like it seemed to be taking the form of a disfigured oval starting from her sternum -mostly due to the leaches moving.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Indifferent || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Soon my sweets, soon~ and don't worry about it~ Sorry for the poo post ;n;

The male could see the beads of water rolling down her face, probably she had washed it just before she got here. His eye cast down her female body, his mind not entirely curious about the curves, the hills and valleys, her smooth skin drawing out the man that usually hid itself in the darkness of his mind. While his watching her might seem indecent, specially with her body completely bare before him, yet his mind had grown beyond the savage idea of parting her legs and impaling her with his manhood - no, his mind seeked various other things that a regular sane person wouldn't.

"Your previous master might be fond of me, from all I know...or maybe he just loves to hate me.." he commented to her, holding the tweezers with his ring and pinky fingers while the rest would run along her smooth skin and down her thigh, pushing gently her legs apart. Her mentioning that Ansel knew much about him didn't get him worried, more or less curious though, curious about the extent of his knowledge. Reaching into the jar that contained the squirming leaches, he picked out a really flimsy skinny one that was vigorously fighting to be let go when picked up. He would move it over her body, watching it struggle and stopped half way when he heard the woman mention Zigfred, so he knew about that too? "He was losing his charm, he could barely even keep his workers in order...it's better to cut off your leg if its never going to heel and just add as dead weight. he would blurt, almost suggesting that he might have influenced the late princess to take care of him while he placed the little sucker on the most sensitive part of her nether region, looking back to see her reaction. "I feel bad for the woman who wished to be by his side though, it took a lot of hard work not to lose such a valuable asset to the corpse of a foolish man.." he would pass a smirk, his eye watching the leach starting to puff up soon after latching on. As much as he didn't care for Zigfred or any individual that worked for him, the old man made sure he had powerful assets to back him up during his days. Their skill and powers couldn't just be wasted, specially not after foolish feelings of 'love'.

Placing a few close to her nose and where he would assume most blood would flow to her face, he would listen to her mention the former master's sister. His eye shifted from her body as his delusional self caused his brows to furrow in a look of worry. "He had a sister here? No wonder he knew about me..." he would start off, turning around to have his back facing her while he paced back and forth nervously. "His dead sister.. his dead sister...He wants revenge for her death? Is that why he left you here?" he looked back, seeming worried, crazed and the way he clenched the tweezers, not good at all. "But..." he passed a smirk, stepping closer to her as his hand shook a little before he raised it over her heart. "What if I kill you before you even try? he suggested in a somewhat maniacal sounding whisper forcing the little instrument, lethal in his crazy hands and jabbed it straight down with a quick splash of blood across both their porcelain skins.

Panting as he slowly shifted back to a more calm state, he looked down as he seemed to have only killed the leach on her body, it twitched as the last bits of its short life slipped through its being. The object merely pierced her skin ever so slightly but deep enough to leave a small hole when pulled out. "I'm sorry.. I..I didn't mean to do that..." he said, avoiding eye contact as he looked like a guilty child who hurt their mother, almost instantly reverting to scoff. "We lost..a leech." he added, looking back at her with a grin.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Indecent, curious, worried, blah! || Duke || ♆ || Where: Marketplace || Ren
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♆ Occ: Sorry for the wait and for the cray cray post (edit- I didn't realise I screwed up that bad xD didn't edit the matter though) .

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The male would chuckle some more upon the fact that they lost a leach, sitting down on the floor while he seemed to be amused by the dead sucker implied on the tweezers, shaking it occasionally to watch its limp body jiggle. His eye shifted back to the woman, watching her as she stood up and the little red markings on her body that almost looked like fresh nibbles to her fair skin. It seemed like he was slowly coming back to his senses, but there was no saying as to what could be happening in that damaged mind of his.
"Ansel can't kill me even if he wanted to. It would take more than a red head to kill me.." he would mumble as she spoke, watching her from where he sat, moving his arm over his face to wipe any beads of sweat only to see blood from the leach earlier stain his arm. He scrunched up his nose a little from that, trying to wipe it off with his glove.

Noticing her stand up now, he looked back at her, seeing how blood dripped around her body and made him wonder, did she not feel anything at all? Even he felt pain, did she not? Watching her kneel before him now, he watched as she pledged herself to him, this wasn't the first time she or anyone else did, in his current state of mind ough, he found it somewhat amusing. When she sat up, he motioned for her to come closer, moving his legs apart so her smaller body could fit between them. "Come here Oddette, since I'm allowed to do anything to you, why don't you sing for me?" he suggested, having a grin upon his lips as he did, almost disregarding her request to prove her worth to him. Or maybe this was it?

Leaving enough room for her to sit freely while she was close to him, he would prop his head on his closed fist while his elbow rested on the chair near by while he listened to her. His free hand found its way along her waist, resting it there while his thumb absent mindedly brushed against her skin. He closed his eyes to pay an ear to what she was singing, his expressions peaceful despite he not seeming like he was very amused. Opening his eyes, he ran the hand from her waist up to her sternum, where the instrument had pricked her, pressing against it while not interrupting her song. "Doesn't it hurt?" he asked, pressing harder as he looked for a reaction, starting to frown if he didn't get any. "Do you not feel anything at all?" he asked, taking his hand up to her jaw, gripping it lightly as he made her face him, studying it as though it had his answers written over it.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: unsure || Duke || ♆ || Where: Experimental room || Ren
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The male would just listen to her sing, not very impressed but he didn't bother much to make her stop. He tried paying some attention to the words but his curiosity a bit her pain threshold was getting the best of him. He would glance back at her face while he comprehended the words to the song, seeming like he was trying to relate to someone he knew. For all he knew, it could be a true story. "She was sin..? Interesting..Where have you come across these songs?" he asked, looking back at her.

The duke might have been disappointed that she wouldn't react to him touching her little wound from earlier on, looking back as she spoke about her past life, he would purse his lips as he thought. Did he want it to hurt? Maybe, but he didn't want her to tell him, he preferred finding it out himself, experimenting with her small body if he had to. If her threshold of pain was quite high, did she feel other feelings? What about pleasure? She worked at a brothel before, did that effect how her body reacted to other feelings? "No, I wish to find out for myself..." he would state, reaching down her sternum, straight down to her womanhood and slid his fingers closer to where she would probably be most sensitive. He was crafty, probably because of his experience, but would it work in her case? "Well? How does it feel?" he would ask, making sure not to leave any external spot unattended.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: unsure || Duke || ♆ || Where: Experimental room || Ren
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♆ Occ: I'm sorry if the post was short, I didn't know where to limit it xD

Keiron would listen to her while she spoke of how she came to hear the songs, it wasn't surprising when she mentioned it was just thanks to gypsies. He sometimes envied them, if he was much more of a positive person like them, he wouldn't have to have these negative thoughts or desires to me be more than what he was. Then again, if he stopped doing what he was doing or just thinking the way he did, he would feel lost of his identity. "Curious people they are, yet.. Not very amusing after all." he would state, passing a slight smirk to her, listening to her mention about the previous song she sang, nodding lightly.

Finally, he could get a reaction out of her. His smirk grew wider, almost twisted that she wasn't all that numb to feelings as he assumed she would have been. Now if she was, it would be quite boring to even try to play with her, despite her usefulness, the man had no saying what he'd want to do to his new toy. Before he could stop though, he felt her hand upon his own, his brow inching close to form a furrow as he looked down at her. "Odette, is it not common knowledge that you shouldn't defy your me? I might as well heed your advice about causing you pain and do so if you don't move your hand away." he stated sternly, letting her move her hand away before he moved his own! only to grab her jaw roughly this time. "Even if my intentions were not to use your body for my pleasure when we first spoke about your stay, Your body is mine to do what ever I please with it..you said so yourself." he stated, tightening his grip a little before he let her go and stood up.

Walking over to the wash bin, he tossed his gloves into it and washed his hands before he walked back to pick his coat up and the book he was reading.
"Clean up before you leave and lock the place up. We don't want anyone wandering in here in my absence." he mumbled as he walked out, starting to hum a tune as he did, probably one of the songs she had sung him.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Satisfied || Duke || ♆ || Where: Experimental room || Ren
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The male glanced over at her when noticed her bowing once again. His conscience didn't budge, his heart didn't sink at the sight of the helpless girl or her words that seemed to show much regret. He merely looked away, brushing his hair lightly with not a word in response, nothing to tell her to confirm that her apology had been heard or accepted before he left her presence.

Back in his chambers, he was quiet upon noticing his precious little dog on his bed, curdled up like a little ball of fur as it took a nap, he smiled and placed his book on the night stand by his bad as he kicked his shoes off and headed over to the dresser to pick out something comfortable to rest in. Once he had changed to a more comfortable, breathy outfit, he carefully climbed up on the bed, trying not to wake his dog up before he leaned back on the backrest and glanced out the window. It was already starting to get dark. His attention shifted back to the red head when she entered, looking back at the platter of food that she held for him. "Have you eaten yet?" he asked her, taking the platter, his voice happening to wake up the little and start to press its ears down, wagging his tail. He was fed a bite from his master's platter before his master resumed to eat. "You can go eat if you wish to, bring it here or sit with the maids.. Your choice." he said, glancing back at her.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Satisfied || Duke || ♆ || Where: Experimental room || Ren
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Looking back at her when she refused to eat, he didn't really bother to force her, it would be pointless trying and she chose it for herself as a manner of self discipline, he didn't even have to punish her! How convenient for the male. Continuing to eat his meal, he looked back at her when she asked for a way she could gain his favour once a again, he simply shrugged to her. "It's not a game Odette. You do a mistake and then quickly ask for a means for redemption. That's not how things work.." he would state, glancing into his book as he spoke without having looked back at her. "Do what ever you wish, I'll do what I wish.." he added, nodding when she excused herself and continued to read through his book while occasionally taking bites off his meal.

With his empty dish by him, he glanced over when she brought over a dish with desert. Chocolate! How he adored the little sinful delight, taking it to cut into it with the utensil next to it and take a bite, forgetting about the book and the notes he was making upon it. His attention shifted to the woman when she spoke. Curious little girl, he didn't mind curiosity as long as it didn't hinder with his own plans. Her curiosity wasn't bad either, she chose to ask him rather than making assumptions for herself as to what his experiments comprised of or ended up as."i study them. he would start off, chewing his little desert and savouring it for a while before he could speak up again, leaving her in a short span of suspense. "If you mean experiments such as today, I am doing what I said I am... Finding a cure, if you mean my unusual experiments, well... On some of them, I choose to see how I can boost their abilities to the fullest." he would cut off all the details or even avoid telling her the dirty truths to his experiments, not all of them lead to success which probably had him acquire quite some valuable information about potential harmful material and the kind of discomfort they could cause before eventually leading to death.

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Company: His Assistant || Mood: Satisfied || Duke || ♆ || Where: Bedroom || Ren
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