A little adventurous

*Valentine* · 12-05-2014, 07:56 PM

The fae made no move to fight him and although she didn't voice her submission, Valentine took her rejection of fighting family (whatever the hell that meant) to mean that she was, in fact, submitting. "Welcome to Imperium," he said dryly, scrutinizing the small fae's damaged features. Seeing the wounds, he was reminded of Mercy and his gaze darted towards the Tribune. "Mercy," he rumbled, "Go find Ellis and have her tend to your wounds." He would speak with her later about what she had done today for her pack.

From her, the brute's gaze slid back to Abelinda. He appraised her, studying her in the hopes of pinpointed what kind of exploitable value she possessed. "Your rank is that of Servus, that is, you are a slave." He paused, "To be precise, my slave." As she would be until she either proved she was capable of becoming a full member or she earned her freedom. "If I call, you come. What I command, you do without question." He would keep her close and watch her like a hawk. If she so much as blinked without his permission he would tear her apart. She belonged to him.

"Speaking" -- "Thinking"

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