#hunter03

This whole event was an emotional roller coaster. It was no secret that Tallulah was a little bit different to the rest of the slaves and such minor differences sometimes had big effects. Some of the Masters had left her side simply because it had been too difficult to deal with her, or due to a lack of response on her behalf. When others chose to abuse her regardless, she would cry afterward and there would be other slaves to keep her company and cheer her up. She had then learned about some of the toys and some of the games people played, curious until people grew tired of her questioning. When day 6 came around, Lula felt much like a wounded animal being abandoned by its herd. She had enough of this.

Lula sat on the side as she watched other slaves struggle. They moaned and begged, squirmed and squealed, usually when in the presence of another Master or Mistress. As the guard responded with a mere unimpressed look, her mind worked to make sense of this by herself. 

“Dr. Morrigan” When she looked up, she was surprised to see his familiar face. Tallulah hoped he would not be too displeased that she had to miss her session with him. Or maybe they could talk here? “Trick or treat, Master?”, the spell made her say before she could follow her train of thought. Whilst annoyed at the saying, her features brightened somewhat as she got up to greet him. “It’s so good to see you! Were you looking for me?”

Gemma and her mother were entering the convocation dinner, the blonde girl already pouting from the lecturing she was having to endure. This night would not be over soon enough. As they were on their way in, she spotted Hunter, with a woman who had to be his mother - he was wearing too similar of an expression to her own. She watched him for a moment, before he looked over in her direction, their eyes meeting and Gemma flashing a smile at him. “Hey, do you want to meet one of my friends?” Gemma said, interrupting Maureen abruptly, something that earned her a glare and probably a lecture on manners later on. Her and Hunter had joked about how terrible their mothers would be, but maybe it would actually...distract them from going at them for a few moments.

Without waiting for an answer, Gemma led Maureen over towards Hunter and his mother, winking at the blonde male as she got closer. “Hi, I’m Gemma,” Gemma chirped, holding out her hand to introduce herself to his mother. “And this is my mother, Maureen. Hunter and I have become great friends recently. I used him as a model for one of my photography projects actually,” Gemma said, her grin all too self satisfied as she glanced up at Hunter again.