you say i'm mad
ft chrys
08-07-2019, 01:55 AM
”I…” don’t know how to accept hung in the air, unwelcomed and unwanted. It wouldn’t be a quick fix. It wouldn’t happen overnight. He had been through nearly a year of hell before escaping. The mutt barely registered as the stranger began to work, so focused on his own stewing that he allowed someone closer to him. The lemur would approach with the liquid and he felt if it was poison then at least it’d put him out of his misery. An amber eye tried to focus on the creature as she held out the bottle before he couldn’t manage to look anymore and glanced away. He did think about biting her. She’d make a tasty meal and he was starving. Perhaps it was his youth acting up; he was curious about why this person would ‘help’ him. ”I… I don’t have anythin’ to give ya.” Thaddeus felt it prudent to say such a thing.
He had nothing on his person of value. He was so used to everything having a price that he didn’t even consider the other wanted something. It was second nature by now to assume. Food was thrown in his face, making him beg for it near starvation until his sister screamed at their keepers to feed him for real. Thaddeus didn’t want to take anything from the pureblood. Nothing that could be traced back to him. If he was indeed ‘saved’ he’d owe this person his life. Maybe that was the gimmick. Maybe that’s what the pureblood wanted. It was all a ruse. Like the cave. And this time, no sister to take the fall for him. She was dead because of his failure. He was utterly alone. So, if he was alone, there was no risk of another’s life.
"f-fine..." what was the worst that could happen? The closest thing he had to a family was gone. As normal a family as one could get growing up in that environment. No excuses. No reason for him to refuse the treatment. Propping himself up a bit, he’d reach out with his narrow muzzle to allow the concoction to be dripped down his throat. His maw opened, a salmon pink tongue gasping for hydration as he awaited.
He had nothing on his person of value. He was so used to everything having a price that he didn’t even consider the other wanted something. It was second nature by now to assume. Food was thrown in his face, making him beg for it near starvation until his sister screamed at their keepers to feed him for real. Thaddeus didn’t want to take anything from the pureblood. Nothing that could be traced back to him. If he was indeed ‘saved’ he’d owe this person his life. Maybe that was the gimmick. Maybe that’s what the pureblood wanted. It was all a ruse. Like the cave. And this time, no sister to take the fall for him. She was dead because of his failure. He was utterly alone. So, if he was alone, there was no risk of another’s life.
"f-fine..." what was the worst that could happen? The closest thing he had to a family was gone. As normal a family as one could get growing up in that environment. No excuses. No reason for him to refuse the treatment. Propping himself up a bit, he’d reach out with his narrow muzzle to allow the concoction to be dripped down his throat. His maw opened, a salmon pink tongue gasping for hydration as he awaited.
thaddeus is rated mature due to some assumed content in his posts and history
be advised that role-playing with him can trigger others, and any thread will be marked M if it includes it
be advised that role-playing with him can trigger others, and any thread will be marked M if it includes it
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