On The Edge of Glory

*Lekan* · 05-09-2014, 10:51 AM

It was a welcome relief to this male to be able to interact with such a kind creature. His experience in Arcanum so far had been worrisome, for others it would have been a nightmare. Lekan had trained to be a slave for his entire childhood, and so he was very prepared for the personality of a slaveholder, but Cataleya was something he had never expected. It wasn't even her thirst for blood that frightened him. He had seen that coming. Her malicious desire to hear cries of pain... that too was normal for him. But the way he was beginning to feel so dedicated to her, the way he truly ached for her approval... was that what he lived for now?

Lekan silently threw the thoughts aside and focused on the sweet man in front of him. The boy, though older than he, acted like a pup. This was incredibly endearing. He mimicked the golden brute with a bow and voiced his name, voice high and cheery. "Nice to meet you, Anthem Destruction," Lekan responded with a light chuckle on his lips. "I am Lekan Mercado."

He felt the automatic need to bow in respect once more with his introduction, but then decided that this wasn't necessary. Anthem also stood with a tucked tail and a friendly smile, there would be no possibility of him demanding submission. Besides, if Lekan bowed, the boy might think he needed to bow again too. So instead he gave another polite smile, feeling a kindred affection in his heart. "May I ask what brings you here?"

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