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It was always a little weird to be told by a guard that you were being rented instead of the master coming down and choosing themselves. Noah liked the opportunity to be able to make an impression when they came down but of course not every master could be bothered to pick his own slave. It depended on the guard as to whether or not they told Noah if he'd been requested specifically or if the master just wanted someone sent up. Some had tastes for certain species or looks requirements and this time Noah had no idea why he fit the bill for this particular master since the guard hadn't been super talkative. He didn't even know who he was going to as he was lead upstairs and into the wing with all the masters' suites. He wasn't unfamiliar with the place and he could pick out ones he was more familiar with sometimes but he didn't think he was going to someone who'd rented him before. That was both a little thrilling and nerve wracking. The only power the slaves really had was information since they talked to each other and Noah was essentially going in blind this time.

They'd apparently reached the right door and the guard knocked politely on it to let whoever was inside know they were here. Noah kept himself loose, trying to be languid and relaxed in spite of the mixture of nerves and excitement. He actually liked being rented since he at least usually got something out of it even if it was only that he got bitten. That was like the only drug he was allowed in this place and that always excited him but who knew? The masters were always wild cards. Noah was never exactly one to keep his head down and not look them in the eye and that sometimes bit him in the ass but whatever. The door swung open and Noah looked at him and smiled.

"Special delivery."

Task #14 – Neighborly Plotting: Plot a thread with your neighbor(s) using the demographic sheet.

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Kim entered the common room to find it quite empty, which was ideal because she'd be able to sit in her favourite spot by the window and read an old favourite while sipping hot chocolate (obviously).

She hadn't had much time recently to read for pleasure; she'd been too busy studying and doing other things, so it was nice to just relax for a change.

Kim went to the kitchen to make her hot chocolate while holding her book, and as she reached for the kettle, she accidentally bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there."

Say hello to my baby!!! So because I started a new blog, I wanted to start a new  story/”legacy” gameplay thing. So I think I want to introduce you to my founder.

This is Adam Hunter. He’s a teen, and he lives with his mother, Tess, his sister, Beth, and their Alaskan Malamute, Alaska (original, I know heheheh). His father left his family when Adam was 6 years old. He’s never heard from his dad after that, besides a few birthday letters with 100 simoleons in them. Adam has always been mad at his dad for leaving, however the Hunter family is trying to forget about it. Adam is a bit of a nerd, and he just adores playing his guitar. Because of that, his life goal is to be a musician, however if he fails then he has a backup plan: to be a writer.