𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏 / 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇.

Not too bad at all, you’re quite right about that. You could have approached me, you know. Or am I really just that intimidating?

You may find this funny Hunter dear, but I think the humans might actually have a shot this year. There are a couple of strong ones, from what I understand. Although you never really can tell with these things, can you? How have you been? I haven’t heard from you.

Yeah, I could have... and I should have. It would have been the gentlemanly thing to do and whatnot. Father’s probably side-eyeing the shit out me as we speak. Honestly? Yeah, you can be a little intimidating. You’re smart, you’re beautiful, you don’t take shit off of anybody on either side of the fence... you’re the whole package, Bell. It’s not a bad thing, though. I’d take intimidating over airheaded any day. Think Ashe, whose name rhymes with “rash” which is consequently what I feel like breaking out in every time she opens her mouth.

Which one’a you are gonna be the first to throw a bet down on the table with me? I want to have some favors in my pocket at the end’a the day so don’t be shy.

Far be it from me to squander an opportunity to gamble. My money’s on Mathers. She seems like she’s not afraid of throwing the other blood bags under the bus if it means giving us Masters a good show — which is an admirable quality in a slave. What about you?

Handsome as ever. What do you say you and I meet before this shindig? Come on, it'll be fun darling.

Not too bad for a blood junkie/regular junkie, right? I thought you’d never ask, gorgeous.

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Well, the dash certainly looks like one heck of a meat grinder this morning. No need for all of that ruckus. Fight Club is next week, I thought. Anyway, after much adieu I figured I’d come on out, take a look around, maybe shake a couple of trees and see what falls out. Does anyone have any interesting plans for the day? What are y’all up to? A girl could go stir-crazy, just sitting around like this. 

What’s not to love about watching somebody who isn’t me make a fool of themselves? Different strokes for different folks, though, I guess. As far as plans go, mine are the same as usual: feed and get fucked up in that order. What about you?

It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for- the big reveal, the big introduction! It’s me, your boy and favorite faerie, here to brighten your day and spice this place up! So, what’s the sitch? The word? The 411? As you can probably tell, I’m bored as hell. Any slaves looking to escape that cesspool of a basement, let a guy know! I’m sure I can find something for you to do.

I was wondering when you were going to poke your head out, Silas. Long time no see. What have you been up to, man? Other than being bored — which I can definitely fix if nobody else has volunteered to already.

It is bloody brilliant up here on the floor with all of the Master suites, it’s a shame so many of you slaves down there wouldn’t know yet. I really enjoy it up here, it’s posh. I’m curious, what do the lot of you have to tempt me with, hmm? Plead your case, and don’t forget to title me appropriately; to you, I am Sir and you are a slave, never forget it. I won’t.

Masters can reply too, if you want to steal some of my time. We can take some hallucinogens and stare at our hands for hours. You can still call me Zero, unless you want me feelin’ all warm and tingly in all the right places.

While I’ve always been more of a coke kind of guy myself, dropping acid with a fellow vampire — especially one who’s giving me a run for my money in the hotness department — doesn’t sound half bad. Not half bad at all. Color me intrigued, Zero.

eryxren:

No idea what to say about all of…. that, but this is definitely not what I was expecting when I showed up. I could sleep for a week, but I’m worried about the windows down here… there are none. 

It’s disappointing, the conditions they keep you all in. I’d expect something a little less… dreary for those who are supposed to pleasure us. Perhaps it’s a way of keeping you desperate for approval… I suppose it’s effective, at least.

The only thing that’s disappointing here is watching one of my so-called equals go all rah-rah slaves’ rights — in public, no less. Don’t stop on my account, though; it’s been far too long since I’ve had the pleasure of watching Father tear somebody a new asshole. Just give us a little heads up next time so me and the other Masters with half a brain know it’s time to break out the popcorn.