there's nothing more for me

Virion was not an evil man, his demand had been simple, yet the hesitation did not go unnoticed. What was it with these two females that had them believing they could disrespect him in such a way? What about him made them think there would be no repercussions for their actions? His dual colored gaze slipped to the veil woman, her pathetic plead sounding more like shattered glass to his ears rather than an angelic tone he had been promised. Pleading, to the man, was a great sign of weakness. It showed she had no self respect, even if her intentions to protect the other slave had been honorable. His lip curled to show the teeth along one side of his jaw, closest to the silver fae, as a low growl rumbled. "Do not beg like a pup, pet. Or I will treat you like one." He would inch forward, preparing himself to generate a new scar across that pierced frame of hers, "and I will not be a kind   father." Before he could reach over to snap at her ear, commotion beside him had Virion turning his gaze upon the cloaked girl... well, the formally cloaked girl.

Standing before him, naked with her forest cover on the ground, stood a spectacular sight. A female drenched in the rainfall of the very night sky, with a bursting of vibrant colors to add to the beauty. It was alarming at first, causing the male to widen his gaze momentarily before it fell once again in to a firm frown. "Was your goal to hide your beauty from me, Aphrodite? Under this, monstrosity..." he hissed, snatching the cloak with his massive paws, turning the fabric over between his claws and giving the material a gentle sniff. Virion foresaw danger with this slave, in her eagerness to hide and shy away, something he would have to wipe from her personality if he wished to get what he wanted. Virion would stand, taking the cloak and throwing it over his shoulders, keeping it for himself as leverage. "It will not help you. You cannot hide who, or rather what, you are. Not from me."

Turning his attention back on the veiled female, the tyrant took a step forward before lifting a massive paw and attempting to slam it down upon the female's dainty paw. If he was successful in this, he would then curl his claws in, trying to cause mild pain and discomfort, and perhaps a satisfying drop of blood or two, before he would speak in a very irritated tone. "And you, pet, will not be able to save her." While every bone in his body urged him to take those pierced holes and tear them from her flesh, the red demon hesitated. It was there first day after all, they seemed to have learned enough. The man would turn quickly, tugging the cloak tightly from his shoulder so it would fall to the ground, and made a move towards the door. Calling over his shoulder, "you two have a lot to learn if you wish to survive. Now hurry up, we have a long journey ahead and not nearly enough mead to make it tolerable."

With that the beast slammed the door open, knocking it off a hinge and strode into the night, knowing if they pair did not follow him, he would find them and make them pay. First lesson started now.

-- EXIT unless stopped --