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     Elias hadn't been at The Institute for long and thankfully he was able to make friends pretty quickly. What surprised him the most was his fast friendship with Cleo. She was a culinary arts major, a slave, and to top it all off, a human. Elias was a little wary being around her, knowing that there was the potential for him to loose control and feed off of her. However, she was such a relaxed woman and he never felt the urge to reach out to her and drain her life from her body.

     What was more shocking was how fast their relationship developed. Even though she wasn't his student, they had found the time to meet up with one another before and after classes. It was only a logical step to start flirting with one another and then the leap to actually having sex. He honestly shocked himself with just how fast he had moved with Cleo. Elias was very much the type to take things slow but it felt so natural with the human woman.

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Her eyebrows furrowed when she heard the deep voice respond to her, “Well isn’t that what gets people through tough situations? Believing that things will be okay, and staying positive?” She always thought to stay positive was the best route, it helped her through times where she really despised having siblings and struggled with jealousy. “I haven’t seen much since I just got here but, would it be weird to say I’m kind of curious and excited?”

“You speak of hope. That’s a fickle emotion around here m’dear.” Hennessy was being blatantly honest; slaves hoped for better treatment, Master’s hoped for the perfect slave to call their own, slaves hoped for safety, Master’s hoped for punishments. “Are you always so positive buttercup?” He was curious how’d she’d fair after being in the cells for a month or two.